Chapter 141: The Lonely Heroine Fights the Demon Cave

Hearing a black man sitting in a chair in the shadows across the table, dressed in a suit and in his fifties, with black charcoal-like skin on his head, and short hair on his head, saying words without a hint of guilt, and a pair of black and yellow eyes clearly revealing a cunning meaning, the Asian woman resisted the urge to beat him up.

After experiencing unforgettable pain, after her martial arts cultivation, after painstaking practice, the ancient martial arts energy has grown greatly, and a pair of apricot eyes can already see the night as day, and it is not easy to be noticed. A middle-aged black man in a crisp striped suit and shirt had a treacherous face that she could clearly understand.

The woman secretly slandered in her heart: damn scumbag, she is also black, and she is so cruel to develop a human virus to poison the African continent, uh, Tamad is a mixed-race scum! Not a simple black African at all

The Asian woman endured the growing anger in her chest, and was about to think about trying to deal with this black man who had forgotten his roots in Africa and try to obtain the necessary information to carry out her own plan, when the middle-aged black man sitting in the shadows shook his body, took out a pressed document book from the chair under the ass, and threw it on the composite table that looked bright under the light of the lamp pillar, and the black man spoke Chinese with a strange accent in an impatient tone.

"We are very clear about your situation, born in southwest China, double master's degree from the police university, there have been three romantic relationship history, but still unmarried, after the relevant Chinese departments of recruitment and training, because of all aspects of excellent performance, or ancient martial arts practitioners, successfully become a United Nations peacekeeping police, but just in time for the Chinese aid medical team, the peacekeeping police identity is retained to the aid medical team to assist various international medical institutions to carry out scientific research on new vaccines for the mutant Ebola virus, Until it gets our attention, it's not wrong, Ms. Zheng Hailing! ”

The black man's last words directly pointed out the name of the Asian woman, intending to attack the heart to crush her psychological defense, the Asian woman did not have any obvious expression on her face, opened the light blue file book on the table with one hand, and looked at the English files on the inside pages of the file book, all of which were about her own "real" files, and the woman was quite satisfied with the intelligence collection of middle-aged black people, and did not disappoint her.

Because one of the English inner pages of the file is also accompanied by a clearly printed picture, which is a photo of her wearing a striped flannel sportswear before practicing long-distance running at the National Police University Stadium, which is a momentary photo taken by a camera borrowed by a classmate, and it can be seen from the photo that she is a proper female man.

"That's right, your intelligence work is very meticulous and efficient, I remember that the classmate who took this photo should be in San Francisco now, and he has become a skilled immigrant!"

Zheng Hailing had a clear expression of disdain and hatred on her face, quickly closed the document book and put it in the corner of the table, and spoke quickly in Chinese with suppressed emotions, and her words were full of complex to extremely changeable emotional turns, with a little pedantic sourness.

The expression of disgust on Zheng Hailing's face was not unexpected by the blacks, in his opinion, Zheng Hailing has the possibility of being successfully bought, there are so many Chinese people in the land, she is very likely to serve the Western world like her classmates, no, it should be said that it is for the laboratory, the Chinese "elite" group is not always like this, now the refusal is just to emphasize that she is an elite with outstanding ability, and her asking price has to look a little higher.

In fact, when it comes to fighting wits, middle-aged blacks are not Zheng Hailing's opponents who have been influenced by Chinese culture since childhood, Zheng Hailing is just an illusion, at this time, in her mind in rapid thinking and deduction, a simple round of confrontation Zheng Hailing is already in a more advantageous position.

Zheng Hailing was a little glad that the domestic rights department technically blocked the relevant information about Song Xiaoshuang, and also reconstructed her relationship history, seeing the mention on the inside page of the English file that she had a relationship with so-and-so, and so-and-so had a lover, Zheng Hailing almost didn't hold back her laughter, and the overall file looks like a so-called "elite" who has never met a talent!

Zheng Hailing couldn't help but feel a little sad when she thought about it, and sighed in her heart, how good it would be if Song Xiaoshuang, who was stunned, was still alive, he was bulldozing this damn biochemical laboratory base, and he didn't have to use his own brains to try to sabotage the laboratory base.

Zheng Hailing showed a few wisps of grief and resentment mixed with helplessness, which really fits the image of a so-called elite, and did not arouse the slightest suspicion of middle-aged blacks in suits and leather shoes, and also obtained a lot of intelligence clues.

Zheng Hailing's wisdom is not compatible, although she wants to find out the relevant clues about this biochemical laboratory from the document book, the document book and the inner pages are simply ordinary plastic materials and wood pulp printing paper, without any small traces of the so-called research unit (such as watermark logo, various prefixes and marks indicating the research unit, code)!

But from another angle, the reverse deduction, Zheng Hailing has affirmed that the country has noticed her disappearance, sooner or later someone will do the relevant investigation, if the relevant investigation is of course not a mediocre hand, even if he fails and does not break out, this biochemical laboratory base located in the underground of the jungle will be exposed sooner or later, Zheng Hailing does not believe that the intelligence network of middle-aged black people is leaky, otherwise this so-called file about her on the table, wouldn't it be too easy?

The invisible confrontation has been going on, seeing the few pages of the file that presented the document book, it has already made Zheng Hailing a little moved, the middle-aged black man sitting in the shadow of the room, the strange light in the black and yellow pupils flashed, the turmeric-colored palm pinched his jaw, and felt that the beard he had just shaved yesterday had grown out stiff and piercing, the black man felt that there was still time for Zheng Hailing to think about it, and besides, her blood sample was still in the genetic laboratory, and it would take some time to solve the mystery of the new mutant virus that she was not afraid of artificially cultivated, This woman now seems to be gradually increasing in her use value, and the headquarters are beginning to pay attention to her, and she cannot be taken lightly, and she cannot be equated with ordinary test subjects.

Considering various factors, the black man adjusted his tone of speech, and his voice was still relatively gentle and spoke in Chinese with a strange tone: "Ms. Zheng Hailing, or start to say, you think about it yourself, you can join our research team, the treatment is beyond your imagination, don't worry about the trouble of the relevant domestic agencies looking for you, now there are so many missing people every day, or in the tropical jungle, want to find a trace of a person, hehe, I won't say much if you understand the difficulty!" If you really don't cooperate with the actions of the base, I think those crazy researchers will be interested in your body, and they will consider for themselves whether you are a corpse or a living person."

Before the black man could finish speaking, he tapped his palms, and several base guards wearing jungle digital camouflage jackets, tactical vests, and AK74 assault rifles opened the door behind the black man and walked into the room.

The guards, like the black people, did not wear non-woven masks, and after careful analysis of the blood samples taken from Zheng Hailing's body, although Zheng Hailing was forcibly injected with a mutated Ebola virus injection, she did not have the slightest signs of illness and was a harmless virus carrier.

As a high-level of the biochemical laboratory base, the black man is also a bold person, lowering the level of prevention, and after feeling that there is no way of infection and is not easy to be infected, he simply does not wear a mask, and the base guards are not afraid of the high-level, so it doesn't matter.

A middle-aged black man in a striped suit cautiously got up from his chair and walked out of the room as several guards walked into the room, always keeping his figure in the shadows, not in the light of the lamp.

Perhaps because she didn't want her true face to be seen clearly by Zheng Hailing, after the black man left the room, several guards at the gun-armed base did not force Zheng Hailing to leave the table illuminated by a table lamp immediately, but just stood in the room and waited for her to leave at any time and return to the small stone room like a prison room.

Zheng Hailing ignored several gun-wielding base guards, drank the half-cup of coffee that had become cold in the corner of the table, leaned back against the back of the chair for a moment, then stood up and walked past a gun-wielding base guard, walked unhurriedly past the table and walked out of the room door, and several base guards followed Zheng Hailing out of the room with guns in both hands.

Outside the room, which resembles an interrogation room, there is not a so-called cement corridor, but an empty room covering an area of hundreds of square meters, with alloy doors and black and red warning paint stripes in the corners of the room, as well as several surveillance probes, but no Russian alphabet markings.

Zheng Hailing was about to walk in front of the alloy door when she remembered it, and the alloy door next to her slid open at a speed of one side, and a white European woman wearing a wide light blue researcher overalls, short brown hair and a non-woven mask walked out of the wide open alloy door with a composite box of one foot long, wide and thick bottom thirty centimeters.