Chapter 8: The Mysterious Durelendin

The blue Volkswagen SUV was parked in the miserable white light. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoAfter several days of moderate rain, only the smell of sawdust damp remains in the empty timber warehouse. The sound of the car's engine came from behind the wooden frame. The sound of the off-road vehicle automatically locking woke up the sleeping Zhang Yi. The roof light in the car automatically lit up, and Zhang Yi found that there was a slender Doberman spaniel squatting in the back seat next to him. He suddenly broke out in a sweat. Dogs were the thing he feared and hated the most, and fierce dogs were almost his nightmare. Zhang Yi touched the car door in fright, but couldn't open it.

"Let me... Let me out...."Zhang Yi wanted to shout again, but he could only cry quietly in his heart. He would never dare to alarm the black Doberman who had been staring at him. The Bobtail Pinscher is ready to stand up at any moment and devour him alive. The hound has towering ears, squatting alertly on its hind legs, and its shoulders are somewhat sunken and disqualified. Its eyes made Zhang Yi dare not move, he would never dare to provoke the dog. Zhang Yi no longer remembers how he was in the car, in short, he must have been victimized.

The lights outside the car were turned on, and a Cadillac made a turn and came in from behind the wooden frame. Wen Ying got out of the car and opened the door for Zhang Yi. Genius Zhang Yi rolled out of the Volkswagen crying. Because his legs were stiff, he could only sit on the ground and couldn't get up. "You, who are you? You guys, what do you want! ā€

Afu took the Doberman Pinscher out of the car as well. The big dog licked his hand obediently. "Hey, hey, hey, this is Lu Qi's baby!" Ah Fu stroked the whole body of the hot big dog. "Doberman and Malinoa are mixed, and he will only act when he hears a command. And Lu Qi has been training it in his native dialect. It was a dialect of the plains with a strange tone. It just so happens that I am the same townsman as him, you must not want to hear me talk about it....." Ah Fu said in a long voice, deliberately loosening the dog chain, and the Doberman Pinscher immediately straightened the chain and pounced on Zhang Yi! Zhang Yi was already able to smell the body odor of large dogs. He swore that next time he would make a perfume from the butcher's blood and spray it on himself. So that no dog in front of him is not crunched tail and slips away. But instead of what he had imagined, Doberman was biting at the right pocket of his clothes.

"If you don't want to sleep with it any longer, come over to me!" Ding Yi dragged the frightened Zhang Yi and pressed him down into a light iron chair. At this time, a small white bottle of pills rolled out of Zhang Yi's torn right pocket. "Haha, you scared all his Skittles out baby!" Ah Fu hugged the Doberman dog before pulling it back. Wen Ying picked up the medicine bottle with her hand, "Skittles? It's a lot more fun than Skittles. She opened the cap and sniffed.

"Give it back, that's just my asthma medicine!" Zhang Yi wanted to reach out to come back, but was so frightened by the eyes of the Doberman dog that he retreated to the chair. "It's not just an asthma medicine, it's a panacea." Wen Ying took out a pill and carefully rotated it under the light to examine it. "Officers, if you don't already have evidence of this guy's incrimination, then I already have." She threw the medicine back into the bottle. The black-rimmed glasses reveal a cold and terrifying reflection. "Nanoscale neurological drugs, tracer amphetamines. Special drugs for pharmacological testing. If you own it privately, I'm afraid you're developing generic drugs for other pharmaceutical groups, right? ā€

Zhang Yi looked at Wen Ying in disbelief, "What! How do you know! He didn't seem to remember a way to identify nanoscale drugs so quickly. Tracer amphetamine, a drug that only advanced professional pharmacological researchers will know, is one of the crystals of pharmacokinetics. Just like tracer bullets used in firearms to calibrate and check ballistics, tracer ampheta is a test drug used purely for medical research. In the dark, it is difficult to determine whether the bullet has hit the target area, and the soldier will use a glowing tracer bullet to verify the area where the bullet is fired. And tracer ampheta has the same effect. The drug itself has no effect, and after taking the octagonal pill, nano-sized substances can be traced in the nerves and blood. In this way, we can accurately know the pharmacological effects and pathways of any drug in the human body, all reaction processes, and metabolic time; Especially for neurological drugs with complex reactions, it can be said that nano tracer is a drug imitation mold.

As a monopoly-level pharmaceutical and biotechnology giant, Pfizer-SmithKline has countless patents and is the biggest victim of generic drugs.

"Who are you?" Zhang Yi's tone could not hide his uneasiness. He noticed the tattoo mark on the back of Wen Ying's deliberately revealing wrist, which represented the highest biotechnology in the world today. Pfizer SmithKline, a horizontally horizontal time hourglass pattern. Life is eternal.

"As a first-level employee and investigative analyst of Pfizer-SmithKline, I have the authority to fire you or even send you to prison. Even if you're just an employee of a Pfizer-SmithKline partner. ā€

Zhang Yi's expression suddenly stiffened. "No kidding, ha! Haha...."He tilted his head to stare at Wen Ying's biological marking, secretly using the magnetic induction of his fingertips to try to read the authenticity of the tattoo mark. "So, what are you looking for me to do, just let me go and let me do anything! Just don't send me to jail! He said pleadingly. Zhang Yi has heard the news that Pfizer SmithKline has always been tough on cracking down on generic drugs. What's more, he knows better the secret between Pfizer, SmithKline and Qishen Pharmaceutical.

"Very well, Mr. Function, we can finally work together openly and honestly. If you want to avoid going to jail, it's up to you how much help you can give us. Wen Ying confiscated his test pill and shook it and threatened.

"About 175 centimeters, thin, Northeast Asian, who is he?" Ding Yi immediately cut to the chase and turned on the stereoscopic projection, showing a simulated skull and face. It's not easy to identify a biohacker whose makeover is as easy as changing clothes. Before you can obtain a biological identity such as DNA, you first need to identify several facial bone characteristics that are difficult to change.

Zhang Yi nodded, and after just one glance, he was convinced. "Uh, I know, I know, are you looking for him, his name is Dulendin."

"What's his name, Durelendin?" Wen Ying felt that suddenly even the atmosphere condensed, like priing the tip of an iceberg.

"Yes, demerol, meperidine hydrochloride." Zhang Yi nodded continuously in confirmation. A common analgesic tablet that has gone out of gas, a biohack named after the drug itself.

"Real name, age. I need to know everything you know about him, and I need you to find him for me! Ding had a serious face.

"Of course I don't know!" Zhang Yi spread his hands and said, "Biohackers will not meet other peers with their real faces." Besides, he and I only communicated in implanted communications. If he had undergone genetic repair, I wouldn't have been able to tell his real age. ā€

"How did you and him meet?"

"Recruitment, in the recruitment of the lighthouse."

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