Hello, Mr. Major General

Ishihara was taken aback for a moment, "Three minutes?"

But the other party has hung up, no one answered.

At this time, Beisan Ishihara subconsciously looked at the caller ID on the landline, but unfortunately the phone number was no longer visible.

He went to press the button on the landline and wanted to see the last called number, but it turned out to be the internal number of the hotel room!

Does that person also live in this hotel?

Ishihara thought about it, feeling even more excited.

It seems that it may really be a gift left by Gu Xiangwen...

Maybe it's not that someone is joking about pranks.

After all, the person who can live in the Dunhill Hotel cannot be the kind of innocent punk outside.

Beizo Ishihara walked to the door and looked out through the cat's eyes in the room.

The hallway was very quiet, with the feeling of being empty, without seeing anyone putting anything in front of his door.

But what he didn't know was that Lu Jin didn't walk to the door of his room to put something.

He held the small test tube with a few old and yellowed experimental notes, stood at the door of his room, and threw it at the door of Beisan Ishihara.

He moved so fast that when Ishihara walked to the door of his room and looked out through the cat's eyes, his things had already been thrown away.

As soon as three minutes arrived, Ishihara opened the door three times.

The corridor was still empty, and no one else was seen.

Lowering his head, he saw the gift from Gu Xiangwen before his death, just underground at his feet in front of the door.——Several yellow lab notes paper rolled into thin strips the size of a test tube, lying quietly at my feet.

Beisan Ishihara hurriedly picked it up and squeezed it. It was hard inside, and indeed there was something like a test tube.

He looked around like a thief, then quickly stepped in and closed the door with a slam.

He leaned against his door, gasping for breath.

The scene just now was really exciting, like a dream.

But I was extremely excited.

If these things can provide him with clues and ideas for the experiment that is stuck in the bottleneck period, it is really priceless!

Ishihara closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down.

Then, shaking his hands, he opened the yellowed experimental note papers in his hand.

Before he had time to see what was in the breaded test tube, he was fascinated by the contents of the old experiment notes.

His pupils dilated suddenly, and his lips trembled fiercely. He couldn't believe it. Gu Xiangwen knew it back then!

Because those few yellowed experimental note papers have an experimental procedure written on it!

Long Feifengwu's handwriting looks extremely familiar.

It is really Gu Xiangwen's handwriting!

But this experiment is the experimental design expounded in the doctoral dissertation of Beizo Ishihara decades ago!

How does he know?!

Beisan Ishihara's ruddy and healthy face faded all of the blood, leaving only pale and haggard.

He slumped against the door, sat on the ground, holding his head.

Fall into great fear.

As it is now, his doctoral thesis was once in trouble, and there was an experiment that could not be done.

Seeing that it was almost impossible to graduate, one day, Ishihara, who had been in the laboratory all night, saw the experimental notes that Gu Xiangwen had forgotten to take.

There is simply an experimental design written on it, which can solve Ishihara's dilemma!

Ishihara remembered that he looked and looked again, and finally, as if attracted by the devil, he took out the camera and reposted these pages of experimental design.

The laboratory at that time did not have monitoring everywhere like it is now, and Ishihara did not take away Gu Xiangwen's experimental notes, but kept them as they are.

Therefore, after so many years, Ishihara Beisan never thought that Gu Xiangwen would find his hands and feet.

As for the defense of his doctoral thesis later, Gu Xiangwen not only left their laboratory and returned to his own laboratory, but also graduated and returned to China earlier than he did.

And Beisan Ishihara did not completely copy Gu Xiangwen’s experimental design.

Even if Gu Xiangwen really saw his doctoral dissertation, he would only be puzzled at best. He would not have thought that he stole his experimental design, right?

Because he was convinced that Gu Xiangwen’s experimental design was neither published in regular journals nor used in his own doctoral dissertation experiments. It was like a tentative idea, an experimental procedure that has been abandoned.

So he used his peace of mind, and in the end he even relied on this experiment to get unanimous praise from the professors of the thesis defense group, and also won the highest award for the doctoral thesis of Harvard University!

There are so many contents in his doctoral thesis, but only this one experiment makes the professors full of praise...

Thinking of this, Ishihara Beisan broke out in cold sweat.

He was silent for a long time, then tremblingly turned the yellow experimental notes to the last page, and saw that there were a few twists and turns drawn on them, and he couldn't tell what they were.

There are a few lines below those graphics, which are obviously written afterwards.

It should have been written by Gu Xiangwen when he was dying eight years ago, right?

"I know what you did..."

"Trash! Copying can't produce perfect experimental results!"

Ishihara looked at the twists and turns, howled, and threw out the pages of experimental notes and test tubes in his hands like a hot potato.

"I am not a waste...I am not a waste...I am not a waste..."

His eyes gradually straightened, thinking over and over again, I am trash...I am not trash...I am trash...I am not trash...

It's like a program has entered a dead end in an infinite loop.

It's over, everything is over.

Soon everyone will know what he did. He doesn't believe that Gu Xiangwen has no back-hands to expose what he did.

Since he was able to prepare all this eight years ago, Ishihara Beisan is convinced that Gu Xiangwen must have the next steps.

From then on, the academic world will know that he, Beizo Ishihara, the best biogenetic engineer in the Empire of Japan, and the chief scientist of the United Nations Population Fund, is a plagiarism.

Everything about him, his reputation, status, and the results of his hard research over the years will be discovered that he is not original?

According to the regulations of his alma mater Harvard University, the degree of plagiarism will be cancelled.

So does he even lose his PhD?

Ishihara knows how serious the consequences of plagiarism in academia are.

When he dared to do it, it was based on the premise that Gu Xiangwen would definitely not find it.

He also waited for two years. After Gu Xiangwen graduated, his doctoral thesis published publicly had nothing to do with the experimental design of these pages, so he carefully used it in his graduation thesis design.

Unexpectedly, Gu Xiangwen's scheming was so deep and so cunning...

This is a hole dug, waiting for him to jump down!

Beizo Ishihara straightened his eyes and walked slowly into his room.

In his suitcase, there is a long knife, the samurai sword his father gave him.

He takes it wherever he goes, as an encouragement to himself.

He also talked about this habit to Gu Xiangwen, and even showed Gu Xiangwen the samurai long sword.

Because of this thing, he rarely travels by plane. The security check is becoming stricter and stricter. His long knife can only be checked in special.

Draw the long knife from the suitcase and wipe it with a towel.

The light of the bedroom reflected the sharp light of a knife, and it was as beautiful as the snow in the cold of winter, without impurities.

Ishihara closed his eyes, opened his Japanese yukata, holding the hilt of the long sword in both hands, and slammed into his abdomen!

...

Lu Jin did not leave immediately after throwing the thing at the entrance of Beisan Ishihara.

He sat in his room with his legs crossed, fixed a time on his mobile phone, and then began to study the Dunhill Hotel's network security system.

When his timing clanged, there were also chaotic footsteps in the corridor outside the door.

"What happened?"

"what happened?"

This floor is full of luxury suites, not many people live, but there are also seven or eight people.

Everyone opened the door and looked out.

The hotel staff was rushing to a room in a hurry.

A manager-like person said nervously to everyone: "Something happened, please don't come out."

"What happened? We have the right to know!"

These people are not foolish, and they question the hotel management.

The manager couldn't help it, so he had to keep saying: "Please be quiet, everyone! Don't panic! The police and ambulance are coming soon!"

"What? Police and ambulance?! What happened?!"

It's okay if this person doesn't say it, and he panics even more.

A chubby man walked out of the room and said angrily: "If you don't make it clear, I dare not live here anymore!"

He turned around and walked towards the elevator, but before leaving the corridor, several hotel security guards stepped out to block his way.

The hotel’s senior management also came over, and said to the person in a mellow manner, “Please be calm and restless. There was an international murder on this floor just now. The police asked us to block the entire floor. Before they arrive, no one can leave.”

This is today's second update: Chapter 1706 "I Know What You Did".

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