Chapter 163: Forecast (3)

"... No?" The friend next to the seat was scared, "You, are you kidding? Are you kidding?"
Normal people's subconscious reactions are all like this. They only think that Mervyn White must be joking. Who will receive a sudden death threat?
Murvin Bai slowly drank a whole glass of water, and then took some more, and then smiled and said: "Hey, how are you so deceived young people? Do you believe this kind of words?"
"Oh oh--" The man patted his chest, and he didn't have a good air: "I said, how is it possible! But your face was really not pretty, I thought ... you're okay?"
This kind friend was a little uneasy, and hesitated and asked again: "If you really have any trouble, don't hold back, you can choose to talk about it conveniently. We are so hard to sit in a row, it is difficult for brothers and brothers. I was so scared by you just now that I suddenly felt that dismissal was not a big deal, hey.
"Thank you." Mervyn White said: "It's a joke, just received some ... old photos."
He said, flipping the screen around and shaking it in front of the friend.
Some pictures are indeed displayed on the screen.
Mervyn White didn't slide his finger down, so he could only see the top one.
One was very lively inside, with three chubby puppies with wet eyes and their heads squeezed together. At the edge of the clean and soft nest is a floor-to-ceiling window, where a long-haired cat tiled itself to bask in the sun.
"What is this?" The friend asked. "Do you have a pet?"
Murvin White retracted the screen, looked down for a while, and nodded and said, "Well, it's gone now."
"what……"
The man was apologetic, and he wanted to comfort but didn't know where to start. He had to pat Mervin Bai's shoulder.
The man talked a little straight, but it was not annoying.
Mervyn White: "No, it's not sick. I've been given away after being raised for several years."
The man was relieved and curiously said, "It looks so cute, why give it away?"
Murvin Bai was silent for a while, and briefly explained: "Because of some work, my son ..."
He said, stuck his shell, and continued: "My son was still eating for two days because of this."
"You still have a son?" The man asked subconsciously.
Mervyn White: "Yeah, but it's gone now."
"..."
The man thought that what he asked today was poisonous.
"Oh, don't think about it." Murvin Bai added, "I will not go home when I grow up."
"..."
The man still did n’t know how to comfort him, so he only patted Mervin Bai ’s shoulder again,
It ’s too big, I have my own ideas. The kid in my family is only 13 years old, and he has been pointing east and west every day. . "
Murvin Bai grinned.
...
After so much chatting, the man had forgotten things like "threatening mail" and the ugly face of Mervyn White, only remembering that he had encountered a passenger who was quite chatty.
It didn't take long for the shuttle to dock at the port of Decama.
Passengers who had been blocked in space for many days poured out of the gate.
Instead of following the flow of people to the driving center, Mervyn White sat down in a cafe in the port.
He found the corner by the window, and reopened the email in the glare of noon.
Under that photo of cats and dogs, there are actually some photos with various animals. Unlike pet cats and dogs, they are all kept in specially-made laboratories.
More than twenty years ago, when Mervyn White hadn't quit his job, he would go back and forth between these specially-made laboratories many times a day.
In terms of drug research, it is normal to raise some experimental organisms, they have been used to it for a long time.
But for a few years, the hospital research center where he worked suddenly became very anxious, and the progress of the research was madly forward. The original process was forced to be fast, so that it became a line. Multi-line parallel.
It was like someone was holding a whip and pumping behind the of the entire research team.
Since then, Mervyn White has become more and more confused, and sometimes he can't even understand what the whole team is studying. Because different online researchers can only touch some of them, but not the whole.
And because of the multi-line parallel relationship, the busyness of the laboratory suddenly doubled.
In the past, only at the critical stage of the experiment, they would pick some specially-raised laboratory animals to test the results. It was different in those two years. All the creatures in the special laboratory were in "abnormal state".
So during that time, he shuttled back and forth in a lab full of "madmen" almost every day.
Sometimes animals lying on their backs for a second suddenly pounce on the glass cover and hit the glass hard with their head or body. If you hit hard, you will suddenly bleed and bleed from your mouth and nose, paste a large piece, and then stop breathing, slowly becoming cold and stiff.
Two days a day, two times a day is okay. If it happens every day and every moment and there is no room for breathing, this will become a long and profound mental torture.
Murvin Bai felt that he was beginning to be abnormal, his temper became worse, and his depression was restless, which was almost the opposite of his nature.
Later, even when he returned home, he would experience auditory hallucinations from time to time, as if those screams and barks were still lingering in his ears, lingering.
After a long time, he began to repel all animals, and also avoided the pets at home.
Not because he hated, but he worried that he would hurt them by mistake one day.
...
After more than 20 years, he once forgot to clean the professional content. But when he saw these photos again, he seemed to smell another laboratory-specific smell ...
He has a big heart that he doesn't care about, and there are not many things that can touch him.
The person who sends the email really catches people's weakness.
First pull him back twenty years ago, and then take advantage of it.
After these photos, there are screenshots of some files, the focus of the screenshots is on the signature page, and the handwriting on the page is familiar to me.
Because it was all his own signature.
The contents of these documents were not cut out together, and he couldn't recall which documents he had signed for a while.
But the body of the email stated "tactfully" that if Mervyn insisted on revealing some unnecessary things, he would only get two results-
An indecent funeral.
Or, stand on the dock together.
"It's ridiculous to put yourself in prison, isn't it? I believe Mr. Murvin Bai is smart enough not to make such a stupid choice."
Murvin Bai's eyes glanced at the last word of the email, leaning his arm on the back of the chair.
...
The high-end analyzer of the Linyuan Research Office of the Ivy Hospital worked quietly all night.
Lin Yuan did not listen to Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan and went back to rest. Instead, he slept intermittently on the chair in the laboratory.
At just 4 o'clock in the morning, the analyzer suddenly rang twice.
The sound is not loud, but for doctors who can't sleep well all year round, there is still a sense of existence.
The person on the chair was paralyzed for a few seconds, and the corpse usually rolled over and sat up.
Lin Yuan grabbed the henhouse randomly and narrowed his eyes closer to the analyzer screen.
The snippet from Yan Suizhi's gene developed a line in the analyzer. This is the result of a simulated prediction. It is measured what this gene fragment will look like if it continues to develop.
One of these may be the development route of the research done by the Manson brothers.
Lin Yuan looked at the specific data of each stage one by one, and let the analyzer build a gene fragment model based on the data, and then matched it in the patient gene library of the entire Ivy Hospital.
Five minutes later, a message popped up on the matching interface.
When he saw the message, Dr. Lin Yuan, who was accustomed to essays, almost opened his mouth.
Without saying anything, he turned to Yan Suizhi in the smartphone.
The communication was dialed out, and he reacted violently. It was 4 o'clock in the morning. He heard that the two lawyers ran to the police station again after seeing the client, and went to a scene in Decama, which may not have taken a long break.
Waking up just after sleeping is definitely not a good experience.
Lin Yuan suppressed his mood and was planning to withdraw the communication request and endure the day. Unexpectedly, the communication was connected as soon as the communication sounded twice.
Gu Yan's voice came from inside, revealing the dumbness of his sleeplessness: "Hey, Doctor Lin?"
Lin Yuan: "..."
He turned to the screen again and glanced, and Yan Sui was right in the communication note.
Lin Yuan: "???