The blue sky was cloudless, but the weather was unbearably hot and the air pressure was so low that it was breathless. Chi Ming propped his hands on the fence of the sky corridor and looked at the roof of the opposite building.

Huamei's office is located in two buildings with more than 20 floors high. The two floors are connected by a long sky corridor that looks like a giant "H" letter from a distance.

The interior of the building is non-smoking, and the corridor is crowded with employees who come out to smoke in twos and threes, and the sound of small chats and laughter rings in his ears from time to time.

The afternoon sun gradually slanted westward, obscured by the building in front of it. Chi Ming disappeared in the shadows, his face was cold, and he looked preoccupied.

Today is his first day at Huamei Company, and it can be said that it is also a day of no gain. The target of his investigation, Ai Bingqing's lab, was located on the top floor of the building opposite.

As with the information provided by Linden, the lab's secrecy is extremely tight, the network is separate and not connected to the company's intranet, and it will take a lot of effort to hack the information.

Lynden gave him three months to investigate. In the next ninety days, it will be difficult for Chi Ming to grasp the evidence of Ai Bingqing's crime. After all, the day before he received the mission, he was only a scientist immersed in research and had never received professional training as an intelligence officer.

Chi Ming carried a smart watch on his wrist, with a black dial and a dark brown special material strap. The shape of the watch is not much different from that of common brands, similar to a miniature version of a smartphone, but the functions are very different.

The watch is connected to the CIA's powerful cloud server, which can shoot 4K images, AI assistants, 3D holographic projections, laser cutting, and if necessary, it can also fire anesthetic bullets and electric shocks.

Chi Ming looked at the watch on his wrist, and his thoughts went back to a week ago.

United States, suburb of McLean, Virginia, secret CIA training camp. The exterior of the camp is unassuming, with six small two-storey buildings inside. The doors and windows of the building are tightly covered, and there is no sign of human activity, which looks like a small factory that has been abandoned for a long time.

Accompanied by the WHO commissioner, Chi Ming stepped off the helicopter. Three foreigners in military uniforms walked towards him with the characteristic gait of a soldier.

The man at the head was in his forties, burly, and a white man with blond hair and blue eyes. He stretched out his right hand and said to Chi Ming with a smile, "Dr. Chi, How do you do. May I introduce myself first...... Hello, Dr. Chi. I'm Senior Commander of the CIA Intelligence Division, William Linden. ”

"Hello, I'm Chi Ming. Chi Ming held this skeletal hand, and there were thick calluses on the tiger's mouth. The opponent's grip was amazingly strong, and it seemed that there was a powerful force that was injected into him through this hand.

Chi Ming only saw clearly at this time that there was a scar about three inches long at the corner of Linden's eyebrows. He couldn't help but secretly wonder: the calloused parts on his palms were the marks left by years of gunkeeping, as well as the scars on his face, this person may have been on the battlefield.

Lin Deng followed Chi Ming's gaze, seemed to see through his thoughts, touched the scar on the corner of his eyebrows, and said half-jokingly: "I scared you? I have served in the military for many years." This scar is a skeen left to me by the Iraq War. ”

Chi Ming was surprised by Linden's mind-reading skills, and said with a smile: "What I admire the most is the man who has been on the battlefield." ”

This was followed by a five-hour conclave. The windows and doors of the conference room were closed, and all the windows were blocked by thick curtains, so that no natural light could enter.

Two years ago, the C.I.A. began secretly investigating China's Huamei Genomics. There is credible evidence that Huamei Gene is conducting extreme scientific research against humanity, attempting to use the long-banned reproductive cloning and gene editing technology to extend human life indefinitely.

According to the information currently available, the targets of the investigation are Wei Xuejian, chairman of Huamei Genetics, and Ai Bingqing, chief scientist. The project is codenamed "Heng" within Huamei, with Wei Xuejian providing financial support and Ai Bingqing being responsible for technology research and development.

As early as 2005, the United Nations General Assembly adopted the Declaration against Cloning, which prohibits research into human cloning that is contrary to human dignity. However, there are still a few institutions and organizations around the world that are secretly engaged in this research.

Linden cited secret genetic labs in 24 countries around the world that the C.I.A. has in its possession. Chi Ming was not the slightest surprised, he knew very well that the world's first clone was born 16 years ago, and even the sensational "head replacement technique" had a successful case at the end of last year.

With the current scientific and technological means, human beings can achieve the purpose of prolonging life by transplanting organs of cloned human beings. Linden continued his statement, however, the natural laws of birth, old age, sickness and death are not so easily broken.

For more than a decade, countless crazy scientists have been helpless, and the human brain cannot be cloned. In other words, human memory, cognition, and thinking cannot be replicated.

Even replacing all the aging organs of the whole body with new ones will not prevent the aging and gradual death of the brain. When you lose all your memories and thoughts, are you still you? This is the biggest bottleneck that cloning technology is currently encountering.

Hearing this, Chi Ming nodded thoughtfully. He has heard that some genetic research institutes invest huge sums of money every year to develop drugs to fight Alzheimer's disease, commonly known as Alzheimer's disease.

The enthusiasm for investing huge sums of money in dying people is questionable. Could it be that there is a shocking inside story behind this? Their real purpose is not the disease itself, but in the name of researching ways to extend the life of the brain indefinitely.

Lyndon stood up with a solemn expression and walked over to the projection screen. A photo of Ai Bingqing appeared on the screen, a man in his fifties, with gray hair and indifferent eyes.