The so-called experimental base is actually a small valley, and apart from the particularly tight security measures, it looks like a resort on the surface, with pavilions and small villas scattered under the shade of greenery.

Fang Jingrou stood in the courtyard and breathed in the fresh air after the rain in the early morning, feeling extremely happy. As if this moment was really a vacation, and not some inexplicable experiment. She was reveling alone when she heard Dr. Liu greet her from behind.

"Xiao Fang, this way."

"Oh, here we are."

Fang Jingrou turned around and ran in the direction of Dr. Liu, Feng Zhuhai and Lan Jianze were already waiting there, and there was a battery car parked next to them, and the two very gentlemanly asked them to get in the car first, and then followed behind and got into the car.

The battery car shuttles between the flowers and trees, drives deep into the garden, and finally stops in front of a small building in front of a hillside.

Fang Jingrou entered the hall and followed her to the elevator hall on the right at the signal of Dr. Liu. And Lan Jianze and Feng Zhuhai didn't follow.

"Let's go for a medical check-up, don't be nervous."

Fang Jingrou nodded silently, she was not allowed to ask about the content of the experiment, that is to say, she had to do what the other party asked her to do, and she couldn't ask. The feeling of this lamb to the slaughter is really terrible.

The elevator is going down, and it seems that this small building is just an entrance, and there is something else underground.

They got off the elevator on the 3rd basement floor, and as soon as they got out of the elevator, a white spray sprayed above their heads.

"Ahh Fang Jingrou screamed and almost fell, but fortunately, Dr. Liu helped her in time.

"Let's do a routine disinfection, don't be nervous, just cross this passage." Dr. Lau remains kind and gentle.

"Okay, but it feels horrible."

"Hehe, just get used to it."

This disinfection passage is about 10 meters long, and at the end, the door is opened to a place similar to a dressing room, and there are many wardrobes on one side of the walkway, and the back of the wardrobe is divided into many small cubicles. On the other side is a row of sinks and mirrors.

Dr. Liu took out a stack of clothes from a cabinet and led Fang Jingrou into one of the cubicles.

"All of them have to be changed, including panties." Dr. Liu explained Fang Jingrou in a relaxed tone.

"Oh, and you changed it back when it came out, didn't you?"

"Hehe, of course, you take your time, I'll go next door."

I looked at the clothes, they were still white, and I took out my shirt and looked at it for a long time, and finally confirmed that it was a dress with an opening in the back, similar to the kind of clothes worn by patients in mental hospitals seen on TV.

Looking at it, Dr. Liu said outside the locker room, "Do you want to help?" ”

"Wait a minute, I'll be fine in a minute." The opening in the back of the clothes is not tied with straps, it is Velcro, and Fang Jingrou can handle it by herself.

Fang Jingrou changed into slippers and walked out of the locker room, only to see that Dr. Liu had changed into a blue-green surgical gown, wearing a surgical cap on his head, a mask around his neck, and was washing his arms by the sink.

Seeing this scene, Fang Jingrou's legs went limp, and she almost sat on the ground. Is this really the rhythm of cutting kidneys?

Dr. Liu turned his head, looked at Fang Jingrou's nervous appearance, and smiled.

"Don't be nervous, just draw some blood and do a blood analysis, this is a sterile area, so the disinfection requirements are stricter, not for you to operate, don't be afraid, hehe." It seems that he has seen through his thoughts, Dr. Liu patiently explained.

Silently, he followed Dr. Liu out of the dressing area and through a long corridor.

Dr. Liu led Fang Jingrou into a large room, which was filled with various instruments on three sides, and there was a bed in the center of the room.

"Take off your shoes and lie down, don't be nervous."

It was impossible not to be nervous, Fang Jingrou slowly climbed up and lay on the bed on her back.

"Arms outstretched."

After Fang Jingrou did so, she found that the bed was slowly flipped up at a 30-degree angle, and at the same time, she felt that there were inflatable straps around her waist, arms, and thighs to wrap and fix her.

"Ahh Let go of me. Fang Jingrou felt that she was like a pig whose head was placed on the board to be slaughtered, and she couldn't help but struggle and exclaim.

"Don't be nervous, just a while. Come and listen to the music. ”

Dr. Liu walked over with a smile on his face, and without saying anything, he put a hat on Fang Jingrou's head, which was similar to an ancient helmet, very large, and the sides were buckled under the chin around the ears. After a while, soft music came into Fang Jingrou's ears.

The music is very sad, slow, low, slowly immerses her, and then it is like being re-released, more and more melodious, light, pleasant, sweet. With the music, she fell asleep.

Dr. Liu observed Fang Jingrou's expression intently, seeing that she had fallen into a deep sleep, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and for 5 minutes and 45 seconds, Dr. Liu smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

Then she skillfully opened various instruments, pushed over a nurse's cart, took out a needle very professionally, and drew a tube of blood from Fang Jingrou's left arm vein. Label the blood sample and insert the tube into the hematology analyzer.

At this time, the door slowly opened, and Jiang Beichen walked in in a white coat.

"Dr. Jiang, you're here."

Jiang Beichen nodded, came to the bed, looked down at Fang Jingrou, he reached out and took off Fang Jingrou's glasses, and brushed her bangs away.

Feng Zhuhai described it really well, this girl is quite like a bun. The skin is white but not shiny, the eyebrows are good, the eyes are closed and you can't see clearly, but the eyelashes are quite long, the face is round, fleshy, the nose is symbolically upturned a little, it feels pitiful small, the mouth is not big, and the thick color of the lips is dull.

Compared with the radiant and handsome Feng family, it is difficult for this girl to make people feel that they can have a blood connection, let alone believe that she is a saint surnamed Feng.

But Jiang Beichen just felt that this girl was from the Feng family, and something must have happened to her, otherwise she would not be abandoned. Or there is no one with the surname Feng anymore, she is the last, or something else, in short, this girl is definitely not an ordinary girl.

As a scientist obsessed with life science research, in his eyes, people have no beauty or ugliness, there are only different genetic combinations.

Although he is only 30 years old, he himself feels that his state of mind can be comparable to that of an old monk, no matter whether he is red or white, he is indifferent, since he got the soul stone and the fragment of ancient texts about the ferryman, his research direction has gradually shifted to the spiritual power and soul of people, and now it has reached the point of obsession.

Even if there is no such thing as his grandfather's last wishes, he must solve the mystery of the Feng Ferryman. What is the mission of these people, and where does their spiritual power come from? Is it really a person's soul locked inside the soul stone? What exactly is the holy sacrifice performed by the ferryman in the holy realm? Is it true that the legend of the saint can travel through all walks of life?

The questions that lingered in Jiang Beichen's heart burned his heart like a red flame. He knew that if he didn't solve these mysteries, he would die.