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"Don't worry, I'll be watching the final operation tomorrow. This time we used an adult who is very close in size to him, and the chip implanted in the brain is also very advanced..."

In Duan Wen's comfortable office, there is a man wearing a white study uniform. That man has peach blossom eyes and thin lips. Who is it if it's not Anthony?

Anthony just came back from Shanghai, and he was full of travel and dust. He was called by Duan Wen to talk about the progress of some things as soon as he landed on the island, and he hasn't had a rest until now.

Duan Wen took a sip of tea: "I'm looking forward to it, please don't let me down."

"I believe he will be very good." Anthony said, "The only fly in the ointment is that the body is a bit older. After all, the human brain you provided me is only in the 20s. You let me use the human body in the 40s. It's not necessary."

Duan Wen smiled, but his eyes were cold: "Is it necessary, I can understand without you?"

"..."

"That's it, it's getting late." Duan Wen raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "You go to rest first. After the final operation tomorrow, I will come to check. By the way, there is also a blood gu With that set of equipment, you should also pay attention to the end as soon as possible. Our blood gu has seemed to be restless recently."

When Anthony heard this, there was a sense of sarcasm in his expression: "If he is restless, then he is not far from death. You also know that I saved him in the first place. As long as he lives, he will never be able to live contentedly." achieve what he wanted."

After saying this meaningful sentence, Anthony got up, bowed his body, and retreated to the door.

Before he even raised his hand to push the door, there was a knock on the door.

Duan Wen: "Go in."

"Mr. Duan, someone has invited you." The servant opened the door and announced with low eyebrows.

Anthony and the man standing behind the servant met their eyes, and both of them froze involuntarily.

Anthony narrowed his eyes: "Xie Qingcheng..."

"He's my guest." Duan Wen's voice came from behind the desk coldly, "Please let him in. By the way, remember to lock the door when you go out."

Although Anthony hated Xie Qingcheng very much, but because of Duan Wen's face, he snorted coldly, said nothing, passed Xie Qingcheng shoulder to shoulder, and walked out of the office with his head held high.

This is the first official meeting between Duan Wen and Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qingcheng looked at the legendary Mr. Duan—about forty years old, with high eyes and deep nose, and a handsome face... But for some reason, when Xie Qingcheng looked at him, he felt faintly that there was a nerve in his brain It was beating chugs, as if reminding him of something.

"Professor Xie." Duan Wen folded his hands on the desk, and smiled politely at him, "It's been a long time, please sit down."

The table was elegantly arranged, with kung fu tea sets, flower arrangements, and incense. Duan Wen asked the servant to remove the set of tea that he and Anthony drank, and made a new pot and brought it up.

"I heard from Mr. He that Professor Xie likes to drink snow cold incense. I happen to have it here, so I use it to treat guests. How about it, are you still used to living here?"

Xie Qingcheng didn't touch the teacup.

After a while, he said indifferently: "Do you think I can get used to living here with the enemy who killed my father and mother?"

"I'm sorry about Officer Xie and Officer Zhou." Seeing that Xie Qingcheng didn't touch his teacup, Duan Wen poured himself a teacup and raised it to Xie Qingcheng, "Killing them is not the original intention of our organization. , we appreciate the spirit and talent of the two of them very much. In my eyes, they are the real policemen. Those high-ranking officials of the Dream Breaker..."

He smiled: "It's just wearing a beautiful leather."

Xie Qingcheng said coldly: "Whether they are policemen or not is not something you, a criminal, are qualified to talk about."

"I think everyone has the right and freedom to talk about their own ideas." Duan Wen smiled.

Xie Qingcheng became even colder, his lips barely moved: "Freedom and power should not be used maliciously and abused."

Duan Wen looked at him with great interest: "You are really eloquent, did you want to be a negotiator when you were young?"

Xie Qingcheng: "You asked me to talk about your childhood?"

Duan Wen laughed loudly: "If Professor Xie is willing, it's not impossible. I just chatted with you casually today, and there is no other meaning. You don't have to be so resistant."

"I have nothing to talk to you about."

"Not necessarily." Duan Wen looked at him leisurely, "Have you seen your parents' reformed person?"

"..."

"Do you feel kind?"

"..."

Duan Wen took another sip of tea and said slowly: "If I tell you that we can bring your parents back to life through medical treatment and virtual reality technology in the future... As long as you work for Mandela, thank you for teaching you, Would you like to?"

Xie Qingcheng finally knew what Duan Wen came to find him today.

It's almost closed, so let's instigate rebellion.

Using family affection, using the missing of the living for the dead, to attract people to his subordinates.

This was the trick Duan Wen had used to rebel against He Yu back then. If He Yu hadn't told him in advance, he would have been caught off guard, and it would have easily affected his mind.

Xie Qingcheng said: "My relatives died in the truck spontaneous combustion explosion that you planned 20 years ago, and there is no body left. Do you think that you rely on data, diaries, and battle videos to trample on the lives of innocent people? Would I consider them my parents?"

Duan Wen looked at him quietly through the teacup, and smiled: "It seems that He Yu explained the situation of transforming people to you. What else did he explain to you?"

Xie Qingcheng and Duan Wen's eyes met, and they didn't avoid it: "I hate him just like I hate you, there's nothing much to say."

Duan Wen smiled and lowered his head to fill himself a cup of tea: "...you don't have to be so resistant, Professor Xie. Mr. He is like this, he likes you very much, although he always says he hates you, but he It doesn't seem to have hurt you too much. Has it? I think he's been kind to you these days."

Xie Qingcheng didn't show any flaws, and said calmly: "Do you think it's good for me to imprison me and insult me?"

"After all, you are from the enemy." Duan Wen said, "If you are willing to join Mandela, he has no reason or qualification to treat you like this....Do you really want to drink some tea?"

Tomorrow is the decisive battle, Duan Wen doesn't know Dream Breaker's plan, but Xie Qingcheng knows it very well.In any case, it is impossible for him to touch the water and food that Duan Wen gave him at this time.

He said coldly, "I have no interest."

"That's really a pity." Duan Wen stared at his face, "I think you'd better drink a little."

Xie Qingcheng turned his face away.

After a moment of silence, Duan Wen put down the teacup, it seemed that he didn't intend to force Xie Qingcheng to drink the ice cream.He folded his fingers and said in a slow tone: "I don't force you to do anything. But I suggest you think about it. I appreciate your parents just like you. Making thought chips is a high-consuming thing, so the island Although there are many reformers, there are only a handful of 'violent killing' reformers implanted with ideas. They are all fine works we have made on the road to the future, so we usually only choose people who are worthy of admiration to do this experiment. Let their minds be 'reborn'."

"..."

"Because of the conflict of positions and interests, we have to kill them, but we hope that such people are on our side." Duan Wendan said, "That's why we put the data of your parents before their death into Into other people's minds, causing violent killings."

Xie Qingcheng's eyes sparkled, and his eyes stabbed Duan Wen like a knife: "So, I still have to thank you, right?"

Duan Wen spread his hands: "I can understand your mood. But I'm telling the truth. There are too few people worthy of respect in this world. Most of them are dross, incompetent and stupid, and they look like pigs and dogs. These people are alive. Occupying natural resources, extremely mediocre but extremely confident. Just like those dream breakers, they say they are the police, but in my opinion, the police should be like your parents, like Zheng Jingfeng."

"They may not have high officials and high salaries, but they have a brave heart that is always fair and longs for justice. They are willing to pay the price of their lives to find a truth. They dare to believe and persist. They can also protect their careers in the face of money and power. Morality. After all, the word police is not the title on the shoulders of the clothes on the body, not the prestige and power, but the heavy responsibility and shackles."

Xie Qingcheng's face froze when he heard this, he didn't know whether he was angry or because of other reasons, his hand on the chair turned pale.

Duan Wen said: "I respect every real policeman. Even if I have to kill them, I hope that one day our technology can bring them back—similarly, I think the same about doctors."

"..."

"I respect Qin Ciyan, and I respect you too. You are rare talents and should receive the best protection and the highest respect. I can give you what this society can't give you."

"How? You've already taken their lives. Do you think the things you created with virtual reality organ transplants can replace them?"

"Anyone can be replaced and recreated, as long as their minds remain."

Xie Qingcheng had uncontrollable anger in his eyes: "In this world, is there no one you think can't be replaced by any means?"

Duan Wen was silent for a moment and said: "Actually, why is it called "replacement"? From another perspective, whether it's virtual reality or organ transplantation, isn't it a kind of continuation of life?"

"..."

"Think about what I said." Duan Wen said, "History is written by the victors. Maybe it will be hundreds of years before we represent the true justice?"

Xie Qingcheng stared at Duan Wen, but did not respond to anything.

After a long time, Xie Qingcheng suddenly said: "My parents and Zheng Dui were life-and-death friends when they were interns in the police academy. I'm afraid you can use these words to say that you have surrendered to Zheng Dui. Has he succumbed to you? .”

Duan Wen played with the tassels on the teapot, and said indifferently: "It's not too late, but after talking with you, I will go to him. Why, if he is willing, will you be willing?"

"..." Xie Qingcheng's fingers tightly gripped the armrest, and he paused every word, "He won't agree to you, just like I won't either."

"Needless to say, he's dead." Duan Wen smiled slightly, "Mr. He was also very stubborn at the beginning. We locked him up for a long time, playing hard and soft ways, and finally he agreed. I believe that time can change everything. After you go back, You can think about it again."

That's about the end of the conversation.

Duan Wen got up to see off the guests, with a very gentlemanly attitude: "Professor Xie, you can ask for any living needs here. When you are willing, the door of Mandela's highest laboratory will be opened for you immediately.—— please."

Xie Qingcheng also stood up, and he and Duan Wen looked at each other for a final moment, their eyes were astonishingly cold.

At last he turned around, pushed away the chair, and accompanied by his servants, he left without a word.

After Xie Qingcheng left, Duan Wen sat down at the desk again, drank the last bit of tea, and then extinguished the incense on the table.

He asked another servant standing beside him.

"How about He Yu?"

The servant bowed and replied: "He was invited by his wife just now, and he seemed very reluctant about it, but he went to the laboratory in the end."

"Okay." Duan Wen asked again, "So, has he tuned out his afternoon video and sorted it out?"

"It's been sorted out, please take a look."

On the tablet presented by the servant, there is a condensed list of what He Yu did that day, and all the behaviors worthy of attention are included.Duan Wen spent some time watching them all, and finally dragged the progress bar back to the scene where He Yu went to the laboratory.

He zooms in, zooms in.

In the picture, He Yu is busy sitting on the test bench.The camera dragged to the maximum, and Duan Wen saw clearly what he was doing in the afternoon, and what was placed on his test bench was something he hadn't expected at all...

Duan Wen put one hand to his lips, frowning, looking at it, thinking.

Maid: "Do you want to keep watching?"

Duan Wen said slowly: "Stare. But..."

His eyes stopped for a moment on the object in the surveillance video.

Continued: "Don't be too tight. Don't disturb."

As he spoke, his brows were still not loosened. Although he doubted He Yu very much, it seemed that even if He Yu took any action, it should not be recent.

However, even recently, he still has a hand, so don't worry too much.On the contrary, the operation that Anthony will be in charge of tomorrow is a matter of eyebrows, and he has to temporarily shift his attention to that operation.

When Xie Qingcheng returned to the room, he found that He Yu was no longer in the room.

He was very surprised, because He Yu would not miss the appointment without reason.

Duan Wen's servant was considerate, bowed and explained to him: "Mr. He has temporary work, and he should be back later. Professor Xie, please rest well."

After finishing speaking, he withdrew.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, but He Yu was suddenly called to work overtime. Is it a coincidence?still……

Xie Qingcheng was very anxious.

He subconsciously wanted to touch the cigarette, but he didn't touch anything. He Yu didn't let him smoke. Ever since he coughed up blood, He Yu didn't even want to let him smell the smell of smoke.

The Fengbo system cannot be connected at any time, because in many cases, it is inconvenient for He Yu to contact him like this, and it is easy to be discovered.

He was walking back and forth in the room, and the dishes on the table hadn't been moved. He Yu probably wanted to eat together after he came back.There was no note, no message, Feng Bo closed... He Yu should have left in a hurry, and there was no chance for him to leave any clues.

He can only wait in this room.

In their last moments alone, restless and helpless, they wait.

At this moment, in Duan Cuizhen's incense-burning room, He Yu wiped the blood from his fingertips, and finished trying to control the last living sample.

The "little boy" in a red dress was sitting on a chair. She looked like a flower that was about to rot before it fully bloomed. Her complexion was as pale as a dead body, and she still had a bottle of drip on the back of her hand.Duan Cuizhen's physical condition was already very bad, and the abnormal rejection reaction after the brain transplant made her feel like years.

Duan Cuizhen nodded after seeing He Yu's ability to control living people: "If there is any large-scale attack, you can be of great use. You must protect the organization, and you must also protect yourself. Mother."

He Yu lowered his eyelashes, and bowed calmly: "That's natural, resurrecting her is the only meaning for me to be alive."

The blood gu test is almost done, he didn't let her see any abnormality in him, now he is ready to go back anytime.

But who knows, Duan Cuizhen ordered her wheelchair to be pushed left and right, and under protection, she came to He Yu.

"Come with me to the basement. Over the years, we have used obedient water to simulate blood gu, and have obtained a lot of people's reaction data. Based on these data, we have made a set of biological weapon equipment for you, which is specially used to expand the influence of blood gu Range." Her eyes were frighteningly excited, and this expression on the face of a little boy was extremely frightening.

Duan Cuizhen said: "It's almost finished, come and take a look with me. It still needs a little bit of your genetic value, young man. We need to collect everything right away."

"..." He Yu didn't expect the old woman to go on and on, but he couldn't get away.

Duan Cuizhen: "What's the matter? Are you busy tonight?"

Her eyeballs stared at him with some suspicion, very vigilant.

"...No." He Yu pulled his lips, smiled, and followed Duan Cuizhen to the special elevator leading to the basement with gloomy eyes.

At this time, the clock on the wall pointed to eleven fifteen.

There are only six or seven hours left before dawn.

He Yu took a deep breath, controlled his emotions and expression, and stepped into the elevator behind Duan Cuizhen's wheelchair.

"Click to show the number." Duan Cuizhen said quietly, "You are the closest."

He Yu pressed it.

Duan Cuizhen still stared at him thoughtfully: "What are you thinking? Absent-minded."

"I'm wondering what kind of equipment that is." He Yu replied calmly.

The elevator descended, and after a few seconds, it reached the corresponding floor.

Duan Cuizhen finally turned her gaze away when the warehouse door opened: "You will realize it soon."

She went out in a wheelchair.

At this moment, He Yu was slightly relieved.

——Be sure to go back to the appointment before dawn.

This is what he really thinks.

This is his only concern.