Chapter 25: The Fox in 1650

X-rays show not normal human bones, the humanoid body contains bones similar to those of canines, but not exactly, and looks more like human and canine bones disassembled and rearranged.

"Look, he has twenty-six teeth, and four big fangs are hidden in his cheeks." The expert clicked on the film and said, "This is a youkai, I recommend dissecting it." ”

Hu Banxian, who was fixed on the platform, had woken up, his ears were excellent, and when he heard the expert mention the autopsy, he was so frightened that he struggled, of course, it was in vain, the rope that bound him was a cow's tendon, even if he transformed, he was still tied to death.

A group of people in white coats outside their military uniforms whispered through the glass while looking at Hu Banxian, which made him shudder, and his long-standing worries became ready-made, and he felt that death was getting closer and closer.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man walked in, and walked around Hu Banxian twice with his hands behind his back, and there was an aura of a superior person between his eyebrows, Hu Banxian and he looked at him, and neither of them spoke.

The middle-aged man wore a very ordinary, navy blue jacket with a crisp white shirt ironed inside, but he couldn't see the brand at all, and the central leaders who inspected the grassroots level on TV wore it like this.

"What the hell are you?" The middle-aged man finally asked.

"What are you holding me for? I didn't break the law. Hu Banxian replied very slyly, but his little trick was useless, and the middle-aged man showed an X-ray.

"How long have you lived?" The middle-aged man asks another question.

Hu Banxian blinked, he noticed that there was a sign of 305 Hospital in the room, and he had a plan in his heart, and replied calmly: "I don't know how long I lived, anyway, when I can remember, the common people haven't shaved their hair yet." ”

"Shaving?" The middle-aged man was very interested, "You mean that the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs and it was easy to shave your hair?" ”

"Pretty much." Hu Banxian observed words and looks, and keenly captured the changes in the demeanor of middle-aged people.

"Then you are from the Ming Dynasty." The middle-aged man thoughtfully said, "Can you tell me, how did you live so long?" ”

Hu Banxian said: "I naturally have my own way, but you tied me up, it doesn't seem to be the attitude of asking questions, right?" ”

The middle-aged man smiled, didn't say anything more, and turned around and went out.

Hu Banxian was a little disappointed, and secretly said in his heart, did I guess wrong?

……

In the inpatient department of 305 Hospital, in the special care ward, a dying old man with snow-white hair and old spots on his face sat on the bed, his spirit was a little sluggish, and there was a junior standing in front of the bed, although his hair was black and his skin was tight, but the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes betrayed their age, at least sixty years old.

The middle-aged man who appeared on Hu Banxian's side just now came to the door of the ward, knocked lightly, and the junior went out, whispered a few words to the middle-aged man and came back, helped the old man tuck the quilt, and called Dad.

"Kyosheng, how's it going?" The old man asked.

"It's promising, but there are also difficulties." The middle-aged man known as Jingsheng said with confidence.

"Then go and do it, carry out the work boldly, don't be afraid of difficulties, the last thing we are afraid of is the word difficulty." The old man's spirits suddenly improved, and he spoke loudly.

"If you work with the Americans, the success rate will be much higher." Jingsheng said, with a hint of imperceptible hesitation, "After all, their technology is more advanced than ours, but ......"

"Don't have any worries, during the Sino-Soviet war, didn't we also cooperate with the Americans, each taking what he needs, pictures and texts."

"Yes, win-win." Jingsheng nodded, "Dad, I understand." ”

The old man flicked his hand: "Go back, I'm tired." ”

Jingsheng left, and the old man turned his head to look at the scenery in the courtyard, Beijing in late autumn was bleak, and the withered yellow leaves were flying in the wind.

……

Hu Banxian was captured, and Ji Yuqian thought that he could explore the truth together, but people didn't take him to play at all, and he didn't even know where the fox spirit was taken to.

"Hurry up and contact your relative, what has the result been found." In the courtyard, Ji Yuqian urged Zou Yijun.

"Don't worry, what is the identity of the people, they will definitely not pull us down." Zou Yijun was calm, "That's a national-level leader." ”

As he was talking, the call came, Zou Yijun answered it respectfully, and said mysteriously: "Let's go, people invite us to dinner." ”

The dinner was held in the northwest corner of the Forbidden City, the Fujian Palace high-end club, which is one of the top luxury clubs in Beijing, Ji Yuqian had heard of it, but it was the first time to taste the palace food here, it is said that it was made exactly according to the recipes of the Qing Dynasty emperor, and the price of a meal was astronomical.

During the banquet, Zou Yijun's relative, Ma Jingsheng, a senior leader of the central government, highly praised the tireless curiosity of the two juniors in science and their achievements in their careers, and expressed his willingness to give some help at the appropriate time.

"As for some hearsay, let's forget about it." Ma Jingsheng slightly aggravated his tone, "Zi Buyu is strange and confused, we proletarian revolutionaries are not interested in this set, the person you are talking about, the comrades of the sub-bureau conducted reconnaissance and found that he is a fugitive, so I still want to thank you two on behalf of the public security organs and the majority of Beijing citizens." ”

Ma Jingsheng raised his glass: "Come, this is the palace jade liquor, taste it." ”

"Uncle Ma, I respect you." Ji Yuqian and Zou Yijun raised their glasses in unison.

The meal was very restrained, Ma Jingsheng drank three glasses of wine, symbolically sandwiched a few chopsticks dishes, and then left the Fujian Palace, Ji Zou and the others sent out the door, watching Ma Jingsheng get into an Audi A8 sedan with a V-shaped military plate.

"It's none of our business?" Ji Yuqian suppressed the resentment in his heart and said, "Take me for a fool, Hu Banxian is a monster, not a fugitive, and he thanked me on behalf of the public security organs." ”

"Be quiet." Zou Yijun persuaded him, "I can't bear to make a big plan, this matter is important to others, and it is dispensable for us, besides, isn't this your idea, I won't say that I shouldn't talk about them, who are they, they are not Yankees, and they will cooperate with you, but people can pick them out from the fingernails, and it is enough for us to eat." Don't be unhappy, you can't lose the mulberry elm that you reap in the east. ”

Ji Yuqian was sullen, although he was the president of a listed company and a young leader with a huge fortune, but in front of the red aristocracy, it was like the gap between Vaishyas and Brahmins.

When I returned to the courtyard, I met the staff sent by Ma Jingsheng, who came to pick up the fox, a van truck, and the entourage was all capable little flatheads.

Ji Yuqian handed over the fox he had captured from Tongzhou to them, and the fox seemed to realize that the disaster was coming, and kept holding the cage and making whimpering sounds.

……

Shangri-La Hotel, where you stay in Hannibal. Cunningham and Henry. Berg was eating in the dining room when suddenly there was an uninvited guest at the table, who inadvertently showed off his black ID with a police badge and two gold letters "National Security." ”

"I protest!" Hannibal put down his knife and fork, his face full of anger.

"You don't need to protest." The security officer laughed and said that he could speak fluent American English, "This is just to identify you, not to arrest you, in fact I want to invite you to a show." ”

"I'm not interested in your Peking Opera." Hannibal said.

"It's not Peking Opera, it's a performance of a fox who suddenly extends his life." "Sometimes this fox takes on the form of a human, and I think you're interested." ”

"Where? Don't waste time. Hannibal stood up and picked up his coat.

Forty minutes later, Hannibal and Henry arrived at Hospital 305, a quiet building deep in the shade, where most of the evergreens were in the mood of the leaders, and only the occasional wind-blown leaves showed the late autumn season.

A military expert with a third-class civilian rank received two American guests, all of whom were engaged in scientific research, and there was no greeting or bluff of all kinds, and there was something to talk about.

The expert showed the X-ray, and then said: "This is a strange creature, in line with the fox demon in Chinese historical legends, but it does not exactly match, he has no other superpowers, but he has a magical function, that is, he can live for a long time." ”

Henry Berg nodded: "We have different information on this point than yours, the lifespan of werewolves is much shorter than that of ordinary people. ”

The expert took out his tablet and showed the photo: "You see, this is something found from some corner of the Palace Museum, it has been verified that these treasures of the Qing Dynasty were stolen by this fox, he has no less than three dens in the Forbidden City, you know, the Forbidden City is the place where the emperor lives, even in the most turbulent times, it is a good place to hide his whereabouts, and according to our inquiry, the most conservative estimate of the birth date of this fox is 1650 AD." ”

"That was the time when the Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty were replaced, and it was also the period when tea was introduced to Britain." Hannibal, who is quite familiar with Chinese history, nodded, "So how did you figure out how he survived so long?" ”

The expert lifted his glasses: "According to my analysis, he left a backup for himself, a fox of similar size, when necessary, he will remove the limb organs on the backup body for his own use, but whether this is the case or not remains to be verified." ”

Hannibal looked at Henry, who shrugged his shoulders in disbelief.

"Okay, so let's come, it's not just a simple visit, right?" Hannibal said.

"We can work together." "In other words, it's a technology exchange, and we can share the secrets we found in this fox with you, and your company only needs to provide us with the technology to prolong life, which I know Monsanto." ”

Hannibal smiled dumbly: "Prolonging life and immortality is the eternal pursuit of the emperors of all Chinese dynasties, but it is also contrary to the laws of nature and the will of God, and I did not expect that Marxists are also interested." ”

The expert coughed dryly: "The main thing is for medical considerations and for the benefit of the people." ”

Hannibal said: "This is very simple, you only need to clone yourself, you can replace any organ you want, I believe your technology can achieve it." ”

"It's too late, it takes time for the cloned human organs to grow, and we can't wait too long," the expert said. ”

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