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"Mr. Fink is very knowledgeable and talented. I will directly ask you if I have any doubts about this." In order to express his gratitude, Zoyce slipped a stack of rewards into Fink's pocket as he said.

Fink was also polite, pretending not to notice this, and sincerely held Zoyce's hand and said, "Well, it's my honor to serve Mr. Zoyce, if you need me in the future, just come to me."

Zoyce saw that this man was interesting, reached out and hooked Fink's shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "I don't know if your laboratory has that kind of medicine, which is specially injected for villains, and can make them physically stronger... ..."

Fink frowned - genetic modification agent?

He thought sarcastically in his heart, this man is really greedy, he is not enough to support villains illegally, and he wants this precious medicine in a vain way.But his face was still respectful, and he also showed a shyness and timidity unique to honest people: "Yes, there are, but the use of these medicines in the laboratory is strictly registered, and it may be difficult to bring them out."

Zoyce: "I understand this, but you are not specialized in learning this, is there a way to prepare some by yourself?"

Fink pondered for a moment pretending to be surprised, and said: "Theoretically it is possible, but I never thought about it in practice. After all, the deployment of modification agents requires the use of many professional instruments, and these instruments are only owned by few people in the laboratory." The right to use it, unless it is equipped by yourself, but how can an unknown person like me have the financial ability..."

Zoyce patted his pocket lightly, winked at him and said, "What's the problem with money? Go back and think about it first, we'll talk about it when the time comes."

Fink nodded beamingly.

Charlie still had something to discuss with Zoyce, so he asked Fink to go back first, saying that he would invite him to drink and eat another day.

Fink went out of the house and got into his second-hand Chery—Charlie was in his car when he came.

The car slowly drove away from the mansion villa area where Zoe's Club was located. There was a baroque cafe on the corner of the street not far away. It was located in a garden and blended perfectly with the villa area behind it.

Nowadays, the population of the world is exploding, and there are super high buildings with no less than [-] to [-] floors everywhere in the city, which stand densely on this land like slender steel needles. It is rare to see such single-family villas and buildings. Single storey cafe.

Fink stopped the car at the corner of the street and waited for the traffic light. While lamenting the luxury of these powerful people, he reached out to find what Zoyce stuffed in his pocket.

It was a stack of cash sealed in an envelope, and the thickness was estimated to be equivalent to Fink's salary for several months in the institute.

He recalled what Zoyce had said to him before he left, and couldn't help imagining the way he would make a fortune by distributing genetic modification agents for the other party... He was confident that with his own knowledge and ability, even if he formulated some not-so-authentic The potion that those people are stupid and wealthy will not find out.

The more Fink thought about it, the more excited he became, and he smirked "hehe". When he laughed, his chest felt itchy, and he couldn't help coughing twice.

It doesn't matter if you don't cough, he suddenly felt a sudden pain in his heart when he coughed.

The pain was as if someone had nailed a cold sharp awl into his heart...

Fink anxiously clutched his chest, his grim expression due to pain had already replaced the smugness just now.

He hunched up in pain, breathing more and more difficult every time, and finally slowly leaned on the steering wheel, completely heartless.

The green light ahead was on, but the people in the car no longer had the ability to pull up the handbrake on the side.

At that time, Zoyce was talking to Charlie about the disappearance of the villain in the club. Obviously, Fink's test had temporarily reassured them about the power user, and now they were worried about another trouble.

Charlie was in a state of anxiety, fearing that he would be implicated, but Zoyce was more distressed about the loss of the ace soldier—it would be fine if Black was gone, at most he would pay Evan some money, but without Kai, most of the club's future activities seemed to be lost. Take a look.

They learned of Fink's death the next afternoon.

At that time, Zoyce was having afternoon tea, and Charlie called him and said in a solemn tone that Funk had died suddenly.

Not long after he left yesterday morning, opposite the cafe near their villa area, he was still sitting in the car, and the car had not turned off.

Since there were few vehicles in this area and there were not many customers in the cafe that day, passers-by who saw him thought he was just taking a nap on the steering wheel and didn't pay much attention.

It wasn't until the next morning that the cafe waiter went to work and saw that Fink was still there, so he stepped forward and knocked on the car window.

After seeing no reaction from the people inside, the waiter realized something was wrong and immediately called the police.

Needless to say, after the police came, they sent Fink to an autopsy. The result of the examination was that he died of cardiac arrest. The incident happened very quickly, within a few seconds, and there was no struggle. attention.

The body of the deceased was found to have no abnormal components, and the possibility of homicide was basically ruled out, and it was preliminarily judged to be general sudden death.

They looked at Fink's mobile phone and found that the last person contacted by the other party was Charlie, so they called Charlie immediately and asked him if he knew about it, and mentioned the envelope full of cash in his car.

Charlie is an experienced detective, and he is very clear about the procedures of the police handling cases. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he suggested that Zoe, like himself, should know nothing about this incident—although Charlie and Zoe Stan was the last to see Fink, but they were no longer with him when Fink died, so there's nothing to pursue.

Although Zoyce and Charlie were not implicated in this incident, the suspicious Zoyce still felt uneasy. He asked Charlie on the phone: "Do you think Fink's death is related to the test that day?"

Charlie was also a little flustered, but in order to appease Zoe and himself, he only pretended to be calm and said, "Didn't Fink say it was impossible? He is a professional, and he checked it at the time, so there shouldn't be any problems." ...Maybe he was working too hard and went to bed late at night, so he died suddenly due to bad luck."

This statement made Zoyce dubious.

The recent successive changes have also made Zoyce a little depressed, so he decided to temporarily close the club for rectification.

The little people's sandbox was moved to a safer location to avoid a police raid over Funk's sudden death.

In order to prevent anyone from escaping again, Zoyce also hired people to monitor the sandbox manually for 24 hours.

However, this was a good thing for the little people in the arena, because during this process, Zoyce didn't care about "torturing" them, but instead gave them enough food to let them cultivate their health and rest.

Of course, it is impossible for the club to just stop running like this, Zoyce thought in his heart, and when the matter subsided, he would ask Charlie to find a way to take him to M-7, catch some newcomers, and reopen the club.

If the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come, he can no longer be unhappy about this loss.

***

A month later.

There is a row of bonsai flowers at the front entrance of the baroque cafe. White baby's breath, milky green platycodon, and pale pink roses set off the simple beige exterior wall with a touch of romance and warmth, making passers-by feel I want to go in and have a drink.

However, looking in through the bright brown glass window, there are only a few people in the cafe, which looks deserted.

A man sat at the bar and ordered a bacon sandwich and a latte.

He stirred the coffee, glanced at the flickering incandescent lamp above his head, frowned and asked, "Isn't the lamp fixed yet?"

The waiter was Linda, a young girl in her twenties, with soft brown hair and black eyes, and she appeared to be of mixed race with oriental ancestry.

She apologized: "We have found maintenance personnel many times, but every time they come, they say that there is no problem with the circuit and lamps, so I don't know why this situation often occurs..."

This cafe is the one located near the Zoyce Club, and it has a literary name called "Eden".

"Eden Garden" usually only entertains nearby residents, and the business is neither very good nor too bad.But since the sudden death of a passer-by happened at the door a month ago, the restaurant has become much deserted, except for a few old customers who report on time every day, almost no one is there.

While Linda was warming up a sandwich for the man, another customer came to check out. She reported a number, and the customer raised his eyebrows and asked, "Has the price increased?"

"Yeah, the price of milk and coffee beans has increased a lot recently." The actual owner of "Eden" is a senior official's wife who lives nearby. 50.00% net gain.

However, customers who will come here to spend are not short of this money, and the other party directly took out the card and handed it to her.

Linda smiled wryly again: "Sorry, the electronic payment signal is not stable recently, only cash is accepted..."

The customer frowned impatiently. Although he didn't complain aloud, the poor consumer experience might have made him decide not to come here for coffee again.

After the man left, the man at the bar teased with a half-smile: "Not only is the lighting out of order, there is no signal, but the price of food has also increased. Does your boss think this store is not closing down fast enough?"

Linda sighed, passed the sandwich over, and explained: "The price of food has been rising, and I can't help it."

The man nodded and said, "That's true. After all, there is less and less land for breeding and planting."

Linda held her chin and said, "However, compared to a few years ago, it seems that the rate of increase has decreased. It always feels like the population has been declining in the past two years."

Man: "Indeed."

Linda: "Ah, by the way, I read the news the day before yesterday that a new type of plague broke out in country C, and many people died."

"It's better to die a little, to relieve the pressure on the land and food." The man smiled with feigned humor.

"But people will always circulate, will it spread to country B?" Linda worried.

"Don't worry, taxpayers don't support so many scientists for nothing. A vaccine will probably come out soon." The man said disapprovingly.

The two chatted for a few more words, and the man checked out and left.

Linda dumped the other half of the unfinished sandwich into the trash can, and cleaned the plates and coffee cups while humming a tune.

It was approaching evening at this time, and Linda wanted to use her mobile phone to browse social networks for a while, but the signal was not strong enough, so she grumbled and complained.Not only that, but the indoor lights flicker from time to time, adding a weird atmosphere to this empty cafe.

Linda thought of the incident that happened at the door of the store a month ago—she was the one who called the police—and she couldn’t help feeling a little flustered. Anyway, there were probably no customers coming back at this point, and the cafe owner seldom came to visit, so she wanted to close early leave.

After turning off the lights and locking the door, the room quickly fell into silence.

At this time, there was a tiny rustling sound from the locker under the bar.

After a while, the door of the cabinet seemed to move, revealing a gap. A slap-sized minifigure with a height of less than ten centimeters stuck its head out from the inside, quickly flashed to the side of the trash can, and jumped onto the edge after climbing twice.

The little man seemed to have great strength, his slender arms easily opened the lid of the trash can, and nimbly got in.

After a while, the lid was pushed open again, and the little man was seen crawling out of the trash can carrying a huge piece of bacon—it was caught in the small half of the sandwich that was just thrown into the trash can.

Carrying such a "heavy object", his figure did not look bulky at all, and he quickly returned to the locker.

There was another person in the cabinet to respond, and the two worked together to drag the ham into the cabinet...

The black-haired villain ran to the trash can again, and went back and forth several times before he stole the small half of the sandwich into the locker intact.

This villain is none other than Kai who disappeared in Zoe's Club a month ago, and the villain who hid in the closet to meet him was Shen Yuze who escaped with him on his back when he was in a coma.