"It's a disaster! Our family lives near the scene of the firefight, and that's where the rocket came from, and you see, our entire living room was destroyed!"

"The encirclement operation is still ongoing, according to the preliminary investigation by the police, the force of the crossfire is a well-known local drug lord, to which Emporio Pliondo belongs, we do not know his exact location at this time, in view of his possible escape overseas, the authorities have officially issued a red notice. The investigation into the identity of the other side of the www.biquge.info is still ongoing, and according to eyewitnesses......"

"The streets are full of corpses! This is NBC International and I'm John Benneco, a correspondent based in Mexico City, now in the city of Juarez ......"

Fuji TV's international news program is constantly broadcasting the latest incident in Mexico from multiple perspectives, and dozens or hundreds of people are staring intently at the hanging TV in the cafeteria during lunch, and they have forgotten to eat.

"It's amazing. Ito exclaimed: "Did you see it, Nakamura-senpai, is this still a crossfire between gangsters? The scene is no different from Baghdad in the Gulf War!"

A bird's-eye view of a helicopter is showing a low, chaotic urban area with black smoke everywhere and many damaged houses visible up close. The camera quickly cuts to the soldiers in charge of the encirclement and suppression operation, the soldiers who entered the city are busy, the background is the patrol armored vehicle, three or five soldiers are piling up the corpses on the side of the road, and the deceased does not look like a good citizen.

"And they really kill people everywhere in the city!" Ito stared at the screen with round eyes, watching the picture of the Mexican anti-narcotics police and soldiers breaking into the door: "Enter the house and shoot it directly, and then go straight to the side of the road!" Oh my God, Nakamura-senpai, if this scene happened in Tokyo, in Osaka, in Rehoro......"

"Because it's really, really amazing. Nakamura also completely forgot to eat, stared at the TV and said: "Think about it, Ito, the news also said that one of the two sides of the firefight, the number of people is no less than 1,000, and the other is about the same, and then there are a large number of policemen acting as-stirring sticks, you calculate, isn't this equal to the strength of almost three regiments?

"That's right......"

Ito has opened his eyes today, and he often thinks that Japan's Yamaguchi-gumi and Inagawakai are the most powerful international gangsters, but they don't know that Mexican drug dealers can be rampant to this extent!

This is the cafeteria, and this is the umbrella Tokyo branch. As a sophomore at the University of Tokyo, even if it is difficult for Ito to enter the core department due to the wrong major, it is still easy to intern in a certain other occupation at this listed company. It's dinner time, and Ito is surrounded by seniors who also work at this foreign company, but I'm afraid that not many people have the energy to go all out at this time.

"Our company...... I mean, there's no industry in Mexico, right?

"No, most of the pharmaceutical factories are in Europe, and it is said that there has been a move to build a factory in the United States recently, but there is no movement here in Japan. Oh, Japan is so small that it can't even accommodate a factory, it's so pitiful!"

Fifty-year-old Yamamoto is hypocritical again, and Ito thinks so. Even the most idiot can see that the branch of the umbrella in Tokyo is obviously mainly based on research and development, and how many researchers are employed in such a large science and technology park behind the main building? This piece of land is more than enough to build two of the largest baseball stadiums, and if the upper echelons have the heart, of course, they can also rush to build a pharmaceutical factory.

"Anyway...... Don't you think it's really mysterious?"

Nakamura spoke again: "It's not the same cafeteria as us, and you all know, I'm from the purchasing department, do you know how many trucks drive to the park every day? It's a lot every day, and I don't know what they transport, don't you think it's strange?"

"Hey, don't talk about it, the news is about the boss!"

This is Fuji TV's international news channel, and there is absolutely no shortage of news from the United States, especially those that are also related to Japan. No, in the background of the TV, Roger Lawrence, the president of DreamWorks, is speaking at the press conference, and the speaker is constantly playing the lines of the speech of the radio correspondent in the United States.

“…… The company will enter into a partnership with Toei Corporation in preparation for the launch of a series of excellent works. The first batch of films to be shot include a film adaptation of Japanese writer Koji Suzuki's "Ring Circle", the first theatrical anime of "Detective Conan", a popular serialized work by "Weekly Shonen Jump", and a film adaptation of American writer Alice Wang's mystery novel "After School", etc.......

"Oh, it's almost all private goods!" Nakamura laughed, "But what can 'Ring' be changed into? It seems to be a suspense mystery novel, right? ”

"I feel like it's going to be very good, and when it premieres at 0:00, remember to bring more friends to cheer. ”

Alice said with a smile.

The boss suddenly appeared at the table!

"President!?"

"Wow, that's scared to death!"

"The president has come to the cafeteria to eat!?ah, Alice!?, Alice!"

The whole table glared at Ito.

Alice raised an eyebrow: "Arnold...... Are we acquainted?"

Ito knew that he was out of shape, this was no longer a campus, Hongguoguo's social identity was in front of him, he immediately got up, bowed thirty degrees and said: "It's rude, my name is Makoto Ito, an intern in the company, and I am a student at the same University of Tokyo as you, that ...... It should still be the same class!"

I see, Alice nodded, then thought about the name and took a step back.

"Hmm...... Well, Ito-kun, work hard and don't live up to the reputation of Todai......"

"That's right! I'm going to do my best!"

"Hmm...... Okay, remember to put all your passion into your work......"

It's rare to go to this canteen to eat by chance, and see the news about herself, Alice is still very satisfied. Although the school year has started in September now, her academic results have been unanimously recognized by the school leaders, so of course she has the right to skip classes and come to the company at every turn.

Of course, many of the biochemistry professors at the University of Tokyo have signed contracts with the umbrella, which is also a key factor. Not all experts will work in the park, and the school itself has its own unique advantages, and comprehensive utilization is king.

After walking out of the cafeteria, she walked in the direction of the park.

It just so happened that a container truck was being checked by the security guard, and the driver was handing over the waybill, Alice glanced at them calmly, nodded to the security guard, and walked in with ease. But the speed of the truck inspection was obviously much faster than walking, so before she could go far, the sound of Didi sounded, and the truck ran towards Buildings E and F.

"It's another batch...... It seems that the mortality rate is still high......"

Shaking her head helplessly, Alice couldn't help but sigh.

The prototype of the I virus, named "Death Spore", has been tested in the hands of Evan Delov. As it turned out, Wolfgang-Straker was able to blend perfectly with it, and so far, the company has purchased many mice for live experiments, and the result has been only one.

Now that she saw another batch of guinea pigs coming, Alice didn't plan to check the current situation of Building D, so she simply drove straight into the top floor of Building E where Delov himself was.

When she walked into the office, she saw Delov sitting in front of a row of monitors, staring at the genetic maps on each screen.

"Hey, man, what's the catch?"

Delov didn't pay attention to her immediately, and beckoned her to sit down next to her: "I think I still adjusted the concentration too high, and the composition of the aqueous solution needs to be changed again, we need to slow down the activity of the virus, but we can't ...... it yet."

Alice is not a layman either, and since the person in charge ignores herself, she also looks directly at the computer records. Just like the secret recipe of a Michelin-starred chef, one is the concentration of the virus, the other is the composition of the aqueous solution, what ratio can the mouse absorb it perfectly, but it is worth the tireless efforts of many people.

The exchange between academic talents was sometimes so interesting, and after Alice sat down, neither of them spoke anymore, and they were all silently reading and analyzing the experimental report. In the blink of an eye, two hours passed easily, and the work of the staff downstairs to put the newly arrived mice into the cage did not disturb the two of them at all.

"Evan. Alice operated the mailbox and suddenly said, "I just edited a new matching scheme, and I will send it to you by email for reference." ”

With three monitors apart, Delov didn't mean to stand up at all, opened his email, and clicked to receive a document from the same room.

"That's the ratio...... I really didn't expect that. As soon as he saw the result of Alice's rare shot, Delov's eyes sparkled: "Explain your idea, maybe this can really work!"

"It's better to act than to move, and I'll explain it to you while deploying. ”

There was no nonsense in the audience, Alice immediately got up and picked up the test tube on the table, and in the room next to it with bulletproof glass windows, a group of mice were locked in rows of independent cabins, and the glass was also bulletproof. Alice didn't believe it, with her defensive measures, unless she really cultivated creatures like alien rats and alien monkeys, could she still go to heaven!?

"You mix it, I'll take a closer look at the recipe. While she was busy, Delov didn't even raise her head, staring at the screen, like a strong fork prisoner who had been locked up for a hundred years and couldn't take his eyes off the fruit girl.