The next day, as Miyashita Masaki said, because of the words of the old director Itabe Hengichi, after Han Feng arrived at the security department, although the staff of the security department was routine, it was more like a formality, and after telling Han Feng all the matters that needed to be kept confidential, he asked him to sign the confidentiality agreement.

As for Han Feng's identity, he should have investigated thoroughly, even photos, names, family history, or a phone call with his parents in China to confirm.

In the end, maybe it was because of Itabe Hengichi, or because he heard that Han Feng's uncle was the military adviser Fushiki Naokawa, plus there was a recommendation from Miyashita Masachi, but the Security Department did not thoroughly investigate these places.

Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief in this regard, he knew that he was coming with a fake identity, in case the little devil came to a thorough investigation of his identity, the fake was fake, and sooner or later his feet would be revealed.

"It seems that this old director is indeed not in vain." Han Feng thought happily.

On the other side, the director of the laboratory, Itabe Hengichi, seemed to be eager to take Han Feng into the door and teach what he had learned in his life.

On the afternoon of the day Han Feng came out of the security department, Itabe Hengyi sent someone to call Han Feng and asked Han Feng to follow him to the laboratory to have a look.

Han Feng happily agreed, he had long wanted to go and see what kind of experiments this little devil's laboratory was doing, but it was easy to make people suspicious to go by himself, if he could go with this Ban Beiheng, it would naturally be great.

"Kojiro, your major is not linked to microbiology and anatomy, but it doesn't matter, I was thinking that maybe it's for this reason that your vision and thinking in some theories can go beyond those of us who have been imprisoned by some rules and regulations of academic thinking all day long.

It's just that now that you want to learn from me, there are some things that you can't avoid seeing, doing, learning, and trying.

I ask you, have you ever killed a life? ”

"Do chickens and ducks count as poultry, senior?" Han Feng asked.

"Of course, it's okay, but these are just the basics, just like learning our business, you need to start by dissecting some small animals at the beginning, if even this you feel cruel and can't bear this kind of scene, then I'm afraid you won't be able to continue this business." Itabe said with a smile.

"Hey." Han Feng said he understood.

Itabe Heng kept saying: "I'm telling you these to make you mentally prepared, our laboratory is special, in order to better and more meticulously and quickly study the test results, we have a live experiment, but this kind of scene is not acceptable to everyone, especially a beginner like you who is neither a soldier nor has killed anyone on the battlefield, maybe this is a hurdle for you." ”

"Hey, please rest assured, medical students are not afraid to save lives, no matter how tragic the patient is, the same is true for researchers, if the original intention is to do experiments, I think I can bear these." Han Feng said.

"Okay, it's the lab in front, let's go inside!" Itabe Heng nodded.

A group of people continued to walk forward, followed by a few other experimenters, but Itabe Hengichi didn't mean to introduce, and none of these experimenters spoke along the way.

When they arrived at the door of the laboratory, an eye-sighted experimenter hurriedly opened the door of the laboratory.

Itabe Hengyi was naturally the first to enter the door, but Han Feng was let by the other experimenters to follow.

At the entrance, there was a strong smell of blood, which seemed to be mixed with some sour rot and various mixed smells, although Han Feng was wearing a mask, he still couldn't stop these smells.

Then the dazzling array was a row of dissecting tables, flanked by instruments for recording data from various connectors, as well as some experimenters who were busy.

It's just that as Han Feng had predicted, all the people lying on this dissection table were living people.

Most of them have their eyes closed, they should have been injected with anesthetics or the like, and their vital signs are still there, after all, it is a live experiment, so naturally the experimental subjects cannot be allowed to die.

The closest test subject to Han Feng was open, his gaze mixed with an indescribable despair and horror, just by glancing, Han Feng couldn't even find any words to describe such a gaze.

A large piece of his left abdomen was rotten, not rotten to be exact, but more like an apple moldy, obviously artificial.

He wanted to scream, wailing hoarsely, a pain that no neurons could bear, but his mouth was gagged with strips of cloth, and his hands and feet were shackled to the dissecting table.

The busy devil was just doing experiments by his side, and from time to time he also cut a knife at his wound, or pulled twice, to see the specific bacterial reproduction, as if the person lying on the dissecting table was not a living person, just like their usual anatomy class, just a guinea pig, his wailing and struggle, as well as despair and painful eyes, perhaps in the eyes of these experimenters who had already lost their humanity, were no different from those eyes of the mice before they died.

This is an Asian face, Han Feng knows very well that he is Chinese, and his heart has been filled with monstrous anger, but on the surface he is still calm and quiet.

It's just that his gaze has never shifted, Han Feng just looked at the dissection table like this, the devil experimenters were conducting various dissections and studies on this so-called "living body", for a long time, they didn't even blink their eyes.

From the time he walked into the laboratory, Itabe Hengyi's gaze had been on Han Feng's body as if he were nothing.

He wanted to find an inheritor who could inherit his mantle, and he was shocked by Han Feng's talent for thinking, but Han Feng's heart also needed to be investigated.

Now he was satisfied, very satisfied, and he found that this young man could face everything on the dissecting table, without even taking his eyes off.

It's not easy, especially for a newcomer, to know everything on this dissection table, even many dissection experimenters who have been working for many years often gag after work, and sleep at night can give birth to nightmares.

To be able to face all of this is too strong.

It can be seen that Han Feng is very suitable for this line of research work.

"Let's go out first, don't disturb their work." Itabe said, and the group of people who came exited the laboratory again and closed the door.

Before entering the door of the laboratory, Han Feng, who was facing away from the dissection table, vaguely heard a devil muttering in the dissection room, "This road is really a waste, it is so easy to die, and you have to trouble applying again, damn it......"

Han Feng's body stiffened slightly, his two fists clenched tightly together, and slowly let go......