glory [rebirth]

His heart beat faster.

After Jason finished speaking, Mu Qingtong felt very strange.

His heart rate has reached about 75 beats per minute, which is very different from the previous frequency, so this method can no longer be used for timing.

Mu Qingtong wasn't sure if Jason did it on purpose or if he did it inadvertently.

This man is too deep in the city, and his mind is very heavy. For a while, Mu Qingtong felt a little depressed.

If he can't count, he can't determine how long the time has passed, he can only count how many turns he has gone through.

"Mr. Mu, you look nervous." Jason said casually.

"Yeah." Mu Qingtong didn't deny it, "I haven't done any memory visualization... It's still the same sentence, if I think it's dangerous, I will quit."

"I promise not." Jason said solemnly.

"hope so."

After that, the two did not talk again, and the music that started first started playing again.

The music Jason chose was very famous, but Mu Qingtong didn't have the heart to listen to it.

For some reason, a particularly weird image suddenly appeared in his mind - Jason, who looked very gentleman, was wearing a tuxedo and holding a baton, conducting a large symphony orchestra, and then announced that the next performance would be "Death Sonata" ".

"What are you thinking?"

The music stopped abruptly, and Jason's voice came in again.

"Me?" Mu Qingtong was pulled back to reality by his voice, and the picture in his brain disappeared suddenly.

"Yes, you have been laughing." Jason said, "If there is something happy, we can actually share it in private, it has nothing to do with business."

Mu Qingtong: "..."

"I still like being friends with you."

Even though he couldn't see the other person's expression, Mu Qingtong could imagine that Jason must be smiling at the moment.

Jason has a very kind face, not that he has a round face, but that he has a demeanor around him, like a polite descendant of aristocrats, not a soldier who should be full of anger.

Mu Qingtong would not be surprised if his surname was swapped with Lyle's.

Jason looked too harmless, and he was polite to everyone, but under such politeness, it was indeed a deadly blade.

"Thanks for your love." Mu Qingtong replied with a smile.

"Oh, it's okay." Jason saw that Mu Qingtong was unwilling to disclose, but he didn't force it, "Okay, I won't disturb your rest, there is still... about an hour's drive? You can take a nap, and I will call you."

"Thank you."

One hour……

Mu Qingtong didn't know whether to believe him or not.

Jason completely kept what he said, and did not say a word to Mu Qingtong in the following time.

And Mu Qingtong also figured out the route, turn left, turn left again, and then there is a turntable, then go straight, after a bumpy journey, turn right, and finally arrive at the destination.

He has no concept of time and cannot tell whether it is an hour or not.

After falling into complete darkness, every minute and every second seemed extremely long.

Mu Qingtong heard someone pull open the car door, and then he took off the earphones. Wearing earphones for a long time made his auricles hurt. He reached out and rubbed them, but found that he couldn't touch them at all.

"You can take off the blindfold, Mr. Mu." Jason whispered in his ear.

"Hmm." Mu Qingtong's ears were crushed a bit, and his voice trembled a little due to the sharp pain.

"What's wrong?" Jason asked concerned.

Mu Qingtong took off the blindfold and said honestly, "Ear hurts."

"Oh..." Jason made an enlightened expression and said, "I'm really sorry, this is a last resort."

After the two got out of the car, Mu Qingtong found that the space here was not that big, like a large underground private garage.White wall paint is painted around to enhance reflection, although there are not many light tubes, it is bright enough inside.

There is a very thick password door on his left side, and there is a scanning frame for fingerprint verification next to it, so it has the meaning of a secret military base.

While he was still observing the surroundings, there was a sudden sound of kicking footsteps behind him.

Mu Qingtong looked back and saw a group of people wearing masks and military uniforms but without military ranks, each with a detection stick running towards him.

Mu Qingtong: "?"

"It's just a signal check, Mr. Mu." Jason explained, "This is the only point in the laboratory that can receive external signals."

Mu Qingtong spread his hands generously, and the detection stick scanned every part of his body over and over again. The green light on it was always on, and no alarm was issued.

"I said I didn't bring any communication tools." Mu Qingtong said with a relaxed face.

Jason nodded noncommittally.

Then another part of the personnel took a larger detector and checked from the rear of the car to the front of the car. They stretched the upper detector and stretched it under the chassis of the car to scan it.

Mu Qingtong: "..."

Jason stared at him with a meaningful expression.

After Jason found himself looking at the license plate, Mu Qingtong did not dodge, but asked directly, "What happened to your license plate?"

"Mr. Mu, take a closer look at the structure of the license plate." Jason said with a smile.

After Mu Qingtong observed for a while, he found that the license plate of this car was surrounded by a thicker metal frame. He thought it was a decoration at first, but now he felt that this unusual thickness must be something else.

"There are three license plates, two of which have numbers, and the other is the whiteboard. Usually we switch to this state when we drive into the garage." Jason explained.

"Oh..." Although Mu Qingtong has never operated it himself, he has seen this kind of car before.

Although the other two license plates had numbers, there was certainly no useful information to be found.

There is nothing else in this room except for the light tube on the ceiling and two doors next to it, not even a camera.

Mu Qingtong looked down at the detection sticks and found that they were slightly different.

But because he moved too fast, he didn't see the details of each stick clearly.

Maybe some detect communication signals, and some detect other signals?

"Okay, Mr. Mu, I've kept you waiting. I'll take you to the medical examination now." Jason leaned against the hood at first, but now he stood up and made a please gesture.

"Yes." Mu Qingtong said lightly.

Others stood aside very consciously, looking very well-trained.

Jason brought Mu Qingtong to the door.

Standing behind him, Mu Qingtong watched as he put his right index finger into the scanning bar, and then the display screen next to him lit up with a green light, swiping out his identity information.

"Please verify your identity, thank you." It was a mechanical electronic voice.

Then Jason leaned over and said, "Jason Lee."

After being blocked by Jason, Mu Qingtong couldn't see what was written on the screen. It was probably the notification that the sound wave had passed the test.He saw a red laser beam protruding from Jason's profile.

Mu Qingtong: "..."

In other words, to enter this laboratory, in addition to obtaining fingerprints, irises are also required.

The former only needs a model, and although the method of obtaining the latter is bloody, it can still be obtained easily.

It's just that sound wave simulation requires special tools, and he doesn't have that kind of thing around.

This gate was built according to the absolute military asylum standard. The moment Mu Qingtong passed the gate, Mu Qingtong glanced at it. Although he couldn't tell what material it was made of, the thickness of the gate was already more than ten centimeters.

Ordinary bombs cannot be exploded, and maybe they can also resist nuclear bombs. Apart from that kind of large laser weapon, there should be nothing else that can forcibly open it.

How much effort Herman has spent on this place.

"What are you thinking, Mr. Mu?" Jason turned around and asked him abruptly.

He said this so suddenly, Mu Qingtong was startled by him, subconsciously took a step back.

Jason said quickly, "Oh, sorry." Then he reached out to help him.

"No, no need..." Mu Qingtong waved his hands and said, "I just took a look."

Behind the door is a long corridor, which is as white as the outside, without any decoration, and it looks a little dazzling when the lights are on.

At the end of the corridor, there are two exits, one on the left and one on the left.

"It's quite big here." Mu Qingtong said.

"It's really big," Jason said.

"I ate something today, won't it affect the blood draw?" Mu Qingtong asked.

"No." Jason led Mu Qingtong to turn left. There were only the two of them in the corridor, so the echo from walking sounded very loud.

The distance Mu Qingtong takes a step is about 60 centimeters. He has been counting silently in his heart today, but it is obviously much easier now than in the car.

"Colonel Jason." Mu Qingtong called him.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?"

"I just want to ask, in addition to doing those checks every day, can I walk around here casually? After all, this place is a basement, so it's too stuffy." Mu Qingtong said.

"This..." Jason didn't answer him immediately.

"If it's inconvenient, I can stay in my room." Mu Qingtong said quickly.

"There can be a certain range of activities." Jason was stunned for a moment, and then said, "But I have to ask for instructions. I'm really sorry."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Mu Qingtong thanked him with a nod, and then said, "Actually, you don't need to be so polite to me, Colonel, you always call me honorifics, I'm not used to it..."

"Oh, I'm just used to it." Jason said with a smile, "I'll pay attention."

Mu Qingtong also smiled at him.

Mu Qingtong's original plan was to draw a floor plan of the basement by himself, but Jason told him that he could only move within a certain range.

Although he didn't specify how big the range was, Mu Qingtong knew that he could walk 30 meters away at most.

During the following conversation, the two kept doing Tai Chi. Because they kept counting their steps, Mu Qingtong's speech speed was obviously slower than that in the car. Fortunately, Jason didn't notice his abnormality.

Mu Qingtong could only draw the places he walked. Perhaps to save space, the corridor was built in a very zigzag way. After passing the first corner, doors gradually appeared on both sides.

Some have fingerprint verification, and the other only needs a key to open.

"Mr. Mu, it seems that you are very interested in this place." Jason slowed down his walking speed and stood next to Mu Qingtong.

"A little bit." Mu Qingtong said.

"Did you know?" Jason suddenly lowered his voice and asked mysteriously.

"What?" Mu Qingtong was a little puzzled.

Directly in front of them is a white door, which is slightly larger than the one next to it. There is a fingerprint scanning device next to it, and there is an anti-theft lock on the door.

"The person who lives there is Lyle," Jason said.

Mu Qingtong: "..."

"You hate him?" Jason was much taller than Mu Qingtong, standing next to him and looking down, he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

Mu Qingtong didn't answer.

"That's right, he almost killed your adoptive mother, and almost killed your son." Jason's tone sounded very understanding of Mu Qingtong, and at the same time he completely shirked his responsibility.

"Actually, Lyle is quite sad." Jason said again.

They were getting closer and closer to the door, but Mu Qingtong still didn't answer. He glanced at Jason and found that his expression hadn't changed, and there was still a faint smile on his mouth, feeling like a spring breeze.

But Mu Qingtong felt chills down his spine, he couldn't figure out what Jason wanted to do.

"Sad?" Mu Qingtong was puzzled.

"Yes, you didn't see him go crazy." Jason suddenly made an exaggerated expression, as if he was suddenly possessed by a demon from hell, "He couldn't control his limbs at all, on the operating table Shaking constantly, like having a seizure. He can't figure out who he is, we have to counsel him every day, and sometimes he doesn't even know what he's doing."

Mu Qingtong: "..."

"It's a good thing you didn't do that." Jason said, "He was unconscious when he went crazy, and he didn't remember what he did. It's probably a sequela of the experiment."

"What experiment?" Mu Qingtong asked cautiously.

"I'll talk to you later." Jason stopped talking suddenly.

At this time, the two had already reached the door, and Mu Qingtong always had the illusion that Lyle would suddenly rush out from inside.

He hadn't seen Lyle for a year, and when he thought of his face, it was strange.

After such a long time, his deep-rooted hatred for Lyle has dissipated a little, at least he won't want to kill him as soon as he meets him.He knew that Lyle was not the real murderer, there was Jason and Herman behind him, he was just a pawn being manipulated.

And it is a chess piece that can be discarded at any time.

According to this, he is indeed a bit pathetic.

The physical examination items are not as cumbersome as those done in the military academy, and basically only a few basic data are measured.

But for the last item, Mu Qingtong didn't understand why he had to stand for 1 minute at a facility similar to going through airport security.

At the same time, monitor the room.

"Is it clean?" Jason asked the operator.

"Very clean."

On the screen is a perspective view of a human body, the organs inside are clearly displayed, and the heart is still beating inside.

"Enlarge his teeth." Jason pointed to Mu Qingtong's head.

The operator did as he was told.

Jason looked at it several times, and nodded after confirming that Mu Qingtong's teeth had not been tampered with, "Let's look at other places, although there is no signal here..."

"This is the only successful test subject?" The operator zoomed in on Mu Qingtong's abdominal cavity on the screen, and after seeing the structure inside, he asked in surprise, "Xy?"

"Ah."

"Hey, Colonel, why do you have to check like this?" the operator asked while slowly checking whether there was a tracker inside.

"He is a person close to the crown prince and has worked in the intelligence department for many years. If he doesn't do this, I'm afraid he will take us all." Jason joked, "Look carefully, I will be the first to report if something goes wrong." Throw you out and get chug."

The operator cursed with a smile.

After leaving the monitoring room, Jason immediately put on that polite look.

Even though the air conditioner was turned on inside, Mu Qingtong was still shivering after taking off his clothes. Jason led him to the room, which was a little far from this place, and he arrived at the destination with the same twists and turns.

Jason walked to the door and pulled out the touch keyboard next to him. After entering a string of passwords, he said to Mu Qingtong, "Come and scan your fingerprints."

The two quickly entered the room, and Mu Qingtong was able to observe the internal structure of the room.

The inside is also white, but perhaps for the sake of sight, the walls are a pleasant beige and look very soft.

It's like a room in a psychiatric hospital that prevents severe patients from self-harm.

There is a small bed similar to a tatami mat, which is just enough for one person to lie on, and next to it is the bathroom, which contains basic daily necessities such as towels.

The height of this room is very short, only a little over two meters, so it looks very depressing.

There is also a camera above the gate, and the red indicator light beside it is flashing, and there is another identical camera working on the opposite corner of the wall.

There is no dead angle in the captured picture.

"Mr. Mu." Jason called him.

"What?" Mu Qingtong walked to the wall, poked the wall with his fingers, and found that there was indeed a layer of sponge on it.

Jason handed him something that looked like an employee card.

Mu Qingtong reached out to take it, and pinned it to her front.

"There will be a special person to deliver meals every day. If you are hungry or have other requirements, you can press the button next to the bed."

Mu Qingtong looked in the direction Jason pointed and found a round object there.

"OK, thanks."

"Okay, Mr. Mu, I have to go now. I hope you can enjoy your stay here. If you have any requests, you can ask anytime." Jason said goodbye.

"Are you still coming?" Mu Qingtong asked.

"I'll come with the marshal, but if you want me, I'll be there anytime." Jason blinked at him with an ambiguous expression.

Mu Qingtong: "..."

Mu Qingtong said speechlessly: "This... I will not disturb your work, Colonel Jason, thank you for your kindness."

Jason smiled and patted him on the shoulder, indicating that he was joking, and said, "Okay, I really have to go, see you later."

"See you."

After Jason went out, Mu Qingtong gradually restrained his smile and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.

His palms were full of sweat, but both cameras were working, so he didn't dare to wipe his clothes casually, so he pretended to go to the bathroom to observe the things inside, and turned on the faucet to wash his hands clean.

As Mu Qingtong expected, there were no sharp objects in the bathroom. He didn't have a beard, and his body's hormones changed a lot after pregnancy, so there was no need to buy a razor.

And what's in it is not toothpaste but tooth cleaning powder. The toothpaste tube can also become a murder weapon after treatment.

The bathroom looked very small, and there were no tiles around it, only a small waterproof board under the shower head, firmly embedded in the ground.

It is almost impossible to make your own weapons here.

But one good thing is that there is no camera installed in the bathroom.

After washing his hands, Mu Qingtong came out and lay down on the bed.

Staying in the room was very boring, without any entertainment facilities, Mu Qingtong poked the soft wall, and immediately sank his fingers into it.

So Lyle also lived in this environment?

If that's the case, it's no wonder he's going crazy...

Mu Qingtong rubbed her hands, closed her eyes, and began to recall what she wrote down today.

He hasn't used his memory that much for a long time. Remembering numbers is not very difficult for him. He remembers every key heartbeat, but he is really at a disadvantage when counting turns. He has to try his best to remember. The order of directions, but such an order is irregular.

At this moment, he suddenly thanked Lynn very much. Before joining the anti-intelligence team, Lynn specially trained him for half a year, allowing him to complete two to three things at the same time when there was interference.

He slowly sorted out his thoughts, built a virtual GPS map in his mind, and highlighted the route he traveled today, so that his thinking gradually became clearer.

This is undoubtedly a huge challenge for Mu Qingtong.

Halfway through the route, he suddenly got stuck, forgetting whether it was a left turn or a right turn at that place, and after thinking about it for a long time, he was still not sure.

Is it stupid to be pregnant for three years... Mu Qingtong laughed at himself.

He rubbed his temples, took a deep breath, and began to recall the mnemonic formula he had recited silently when he got off the car.

As the largest city in the world, Yar City is too large, so Mu Qingtong can only use the main roads, and he has almost no impression of some inconspicuous trails, so he is particularly at a disadvantage when drawing a traveling map.

Especially since he didn't have pen and paper in hand.

The three-dimensional map in his brain is not very clear, and cannot overlap with the traffic map of Yar City in his memory, which makes him a little anxious.

He couldn't help but reach out and secretly draw with his hands under the quilt to help him remember.

He has forgotten how much time has passed, and his overused brain is a little dizzy. He keeps his eyes closed, and his thoughts slowly follow the highlighted route.

"Dong dong dong..." At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, which was no less effective than hitting Mu Qingtong's head with a stick.

The map in his mind disappeared in an instant, and those roads and buildings were instantly turned into powder and blown away.

He immediately sat up from the bed and asked vigilantly, "Who?"

There was no answer outside the door, replaced by the sound of entering the password.