Hello, Mr. Major General

The tip of the oil-paper umbrella has just been fitted with a very fine cow hair needle by Yin Shixiong.

The middle of the fine steel needle is empty, and there is a poisonous substance specially developed by the imperial military.

When Oda Masao was extremely excited, the coolness on his calves was lighter than being bitten by a mosquito. He didn't care at all. Wu Tan's figure turned in circles, and he had already jumped to the other side of the cherry tree.

Yin Shixiong chuckled twice and followed the dancing crowd a few times, while leaning on the umbrella to make way, and heading out on the main road.

He could tell that Oda Masao had several secret service personnel secretly protecting him.

But everyone was immersed in the beauty of the cherry blossom rain, and for so many years, Oda Masao's identity was very well hidden. These special agents did not realize that someone had secretly attacked him.

There were a lot of people entering and leaving Shinjuku Gyoen, and Yin Shixiong soon these people who followed out left Shinjuku Gyoen and rushed directly to the Tokyo Imperial University Hospital where he joined Huo Shaoheng..

Huo Shaoheng had already resolutely turned and returned to Oda Masao's laboratory at this time, and burned all the file data into ashes, and finally installed a flame bomb in the laboratory that could cause fire at regular intervals.

Zhao Liangze saw this picture on the other end of the monitor, his expression more solemn, and silently erased all the pictures again, and simply uploaded a computer virus directly to the intranet of Tokyo Imperial University Hospital.

When the network administrators of the Tokyo Imperial University Hospital discover that an emergency is initiated, the computer virus will immediately spread to all intranets, automatically erasing the countless confidential data stored in their systems.

When Yin Shixiong arrived in a hurry, Huo Shaoheng had just walked out of the gate of Tokyo Imperial University Hospital.

The two met each other, did not speak, and got into a taxi one after another and rushed to Tokyo International Airport.

Zhao Liangze, who is in charge of dispatching at the airport, has already connected to the imperial civil aviation line.

This trip is an empire's civil aviation plane, and I don’t have to undergo so many inspections when getting on the plane.

When Huo Shaoheng and Yin Shixiong arrived, Zhao Liangze immediately took them and handed Huo Shaoheng's backpack to the receptionist in the civil aviation, so that the samples in the test tube could be taken out.

Huo Shaoheng and the three showed the special boarding pass of Imperial Civil Aviation at the boarding gate. They didn't have much luggage. After passing the airport security check, they took Zhao Liangze and Yin Shixiong to the VIP channel without squinting.

"Here, please." The receptionist of the Imperial Civil Airliner stood at the door of the cabin politely, welcomed them in with a smile, and arranged them in a special room in the first class, completely separated from other first class. .

The Imperial Civil Aviation plane took off quickly and circled for half a circle over Tokyo before flying to the Imperial C City International Airport.

Just when they flew back to the imperial airspace, a seemingly ordinary laboratory in Tokyo Imperial University Hospital, Japan, suddenly heard a shocking noise, and a huge cluster of fire came out from the laboratory window, exploding the laboratory. It was chaotic, and the subsequent fire burned everything inside.

The personnel in this laboratory did not have the time to fight the fire.

Because just half an hour before the fire broke out, their mentor, Masao Osada, the most secretive Japanese military officer, suffered a myocardial infarction while watching the cherry blossoms, and was already on the way to the hospital with a dog.

...

Huo Shaoheng closed his eyes and leaned on the soft seat in the first-class cabin of the plane, napping with his arms.

Zhao Liangze is constantly monitoring Japanese intranet news.

Soon, the explosion and fire in the Tokyo Imperial University Hospital appeared in the headlines of the Asahi Shimbun website. Following the news of the laboratory fire, the owner of the laboratory, Masao Oda, was overly excited while watching the cherry blossoms. , The news of sudden myocardial infarction death.

Zhao Liangze stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and smiled at Huo Shaoheng, who closed his eyes and meditation: "Huo Shao,

Huo Shaoheng opened his eyes and glanced at him.

Zhao Liangze hurriedly sent his small tablet under Huo Shaoheng's nose, "Please have a look..."

Huo Shaoheng looked down at the headline news broadcast on the website. There was no change in the expression on his face, so he closed his eyes and continued to doze.

Masao Oda is guilty of death, but Gu Nianzhi, will there be any bad consequences?

All of the original data he transmitted back, as well as the virus strain he was going to bring back this time, will allow Exhibition to develop a vaccine.

What if a vaccine cannot be developed in time?

Huo Shaoheng's brain automatically shielded this possibility.

Since the show received the call, the whole person is not good.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, studied all the materials sent back overnight, and used translation software to automatically translate them into imperial characters, while keeping backups everywhere.

The data obtained by Huo Shaoheng is very detailed and systematic, including not only the analysis of various biochemical components of the virus, but also the reducible cultivation process.

If they are all published, science, nature, and top academic journals are not enough to read. At least they have to be published in Cell, and even the Nobel Prize is not a problem.

But Masao Oda did not publish it, but kept it in the safe in his laboratory.

As a true scientist, his behavior is abnormal.

But what if his true identity is not a true scientist?

Display was a little shuddering, and after working all night in his office, he read all the response data and comparative analysis.

Because of Gu Nianzhi's matter, the exhibition didn't read chapter by chapter, but only selected the post-event reaction data.

Because he also recorded the response data after Gu Nian Zhongzhao in detail, and even had a full set of blood tests.

After this comparison, his expression became strange again.

Gu Nianzhi's follow-up response data is completely different from those recorded by Oda Masao.

According to Oda Masao's records, after being recruited with men, the women who were recruited can indeed be relieved, but their various physical indicators have been severely weakened.

The most prominent point is that the function of the hematopoietic organs will be severely damaged, and then will progress from anemia to severe anemia, leading to a series of complications, and finally death from various organ failure diseases.

From the data he recorded, Gu Nianzhi's hematopoietic system has not weakened in the slightest.

Could it be that his observation time is too short?

Not right...

Oda Masao's data showed a weakening, just within a week.

Excitedly, Xian opened the door of his office and wanted to go out for breakfast.

In the corridor, several doctors were whispering in a crowd.

Seeing him coming out, Ye Zitan immediately called him: "Dr. Chen, that Oda Masao, whom you admire very much, suddenly suffered a myocardial infarction. His laboratory at Tokyo Imperial University Hospital also suddenly caught fire and was destroyed.

"Ah? Masao Oda is a bitch really dead?!" The display was extremely pleasantly surprised. This news is really a blessing in misfortune!

He leaned over and watched the news on the tablet with them. When he saw that Masao Oda’s laboratory was also burned, the display suddenly understood whose masterpiece was...

He laughed twice, and he heard the phone ring. When he saw Huo Shaoheng's phone, the display was immediately happy. He walked and asked: "Where are you Huo Shao?"

"Just off the plane, at the airport." Huo Shaoheng carried a backpack in one hand, "Are you still reading the apartment?"