It's not that I can't tell what I've been exposed to, but I don't know what I've been exposed to has changed me. Just as I was suddenly blind in a cave, I only knew that I couldn't tell why.

Then another question came to my mind, is this enzyme something that only I can produce? Or can anyone produce it just by touching the right things? If only I could produce it, would I be caught by 653's people and draw blood endlessly in order to obtain this enzyme?

Political Commissar Lu looked at me and bowed his head silently, quietly came to my side, stretched out his hand and patted me on the shoulder, and said, "Maybe you are the key, the key to solving these puzzles." ”

I don't care if it's the key or the lock, I sympathize with the plight of the 653 people, and it's okay to help, but if I sacrifice myself to solve their problems, I probably can't do this kind of thing.

So after listening to him say this, I still didn't move, just quietly thinking about what had happened these days. I suddenly remembered the inexplicable warning letter, which told me to be wary of 653, did it refer to today's incident?

The more I thought about it, the more I had a headache, and I didn't want to continue dwelling on this issue, so I looked up and asked, "How is my friend?" ”

Political Commissar Lu replied: "Don't worry, he's fine, the toxins have basically been completely peeled off." ”

I continued to ask, "Can I go and see it?" ”

He nodded: "Yes, if nothing else, you can leave together in a while." ”

"Really?" I was a little surprised.

"Of course." Political Commissar Lu nodded, and then added: "The internal affairs of the base are state secrets, and some of them must not be said. ”

I nodded, I still carried this clearly.

……

After leaving that room, Political Commissar Lu personally took me to find the fat man.

After passing through the long passage, taking the elevator out of the elevator, and after passing through a passage for a while, Political Commissar Lu stopped in front of an airtight door.

"He's in there." Political Commissar Lu took a step aside as he spoke, and it seemed that he didn't plan to go in.

"Oh?" I looked at him warily, wondering if this could be his trick.

I stood at the door and weighed the pros and cons, and felt that it was still important to be fat, so I pressed the button to open the door.

"Click! Click-click-click......"

The airtight door opened, and the scene I had envisioned did not appear, it was more like a single dormitory, with small beds, tables and chairs.

At the small table, a fat body was sitting with his back to me, eating something, when he heard the door knock and turned his head to look.

When he saw that it was me, the whole person was stunned in place, but he didn't forget the noodles in his mouth, and after sucking it into his mouth in one breath, he didn't chew it and swallowed it directly with his neck.

"Chubby ......"

When I saw the fat man at this time, I felt sad for some reason, and only shouted his name, but I couldn't say the rest of the words.

The fat man's face suddenly became sad, and he pouted and said with a crying voice, "Waste...... Why are you here......"

I didn't care if it was a trap or not, and walked into the room, looking at the fat man speechless for a long time.

The fat man continued to cry and said, "Waste, why did you come...... The food here is so bad, three meals a day are noodles......"

"Uh......"

I looked at the fat man with tears and laughter, I thought that the fat man would cry and complain about some abuse, but he was complaining about the poor food, and the words that I had wanted to comfort were stuck in my throat and couldn't say a word.

I didn't speak, but Commissar Lu, who was standing behind me, opened his mouth to explain: "Uh...... The military doctor told him to only eat a half-liquid diet these days......"

Without waiting for Political Commissar Lu to finish speaking, the fat man interrupted him: "Then you can't cook noodles every day, and it's okay to come to a bowl of rice noodles across the bridge......

Political Commissar Lu was at a loss and asked in a low voice: "What is the rice noodle across the bridge?" ”

"Uh......" I looked at him a little speechless, thinking that he had been in the base for seventy or eighty years, and he might not have heard of this Yunnan snack that was popular all over the country.

The fat man still complained on the side: "No matter how bad it is, it's okay to have a bowl of mutton and steamed buns......"

Looking at Political Commissar Lu's embarrassed appearance, I thought that the chefs in the base really lacked knowledge in this area, so I shook my head and said to Political Commissar Lu: "Political Commissar Lu has all the recipes in the bookstore now, and you can get a few reference books to see the ...... that wronged my friend."

"This ...... This ......" Political Commissar Lu then explained: "Our two canteens inside and outside are separated, and the food inside is a little monotonous......

The fat man stopped doing it on the side, and he interrupted Political Commissar Lu and said, "How monotonous are you...... You're all the same! Is the noodles of Yishui good......"

"Uh......"

I stretched out my hand and patted the fat man and said, "Okay, okay, don't make trouble, I'll go back and take you to eat good ...... later"

"Really?" The fat man came to his senses, immediately threw down his chopsticks and stood up to take my hand, drooling and said, "Grilled skewers, tendons, hairy belly ......"

The fat man reported his favorite dishes, completely ignoring the political commissar Lu who was in a daze on the side.

The fat man's performance made me feel a little embarrassed, so I had to smile at Political Commissar Lu, and then asked, "Don't you mind, he is like this when he mentions eating." ”

"Oh! Oh! Political Commissar Lu came back to his senses, but looking at his appearance, I think he should still be thinking about what the fat man's food code is. It's right to think about it, a person who has been in the mountains for seventy or eighty years is fortunate not to be autistic, and he naturally doesn't understand the things that are popular now.

The fat man didn't care about this, he had already said that he was greedy, and while wiping his saliva, he asked, "Waste, when are we going back?" ”

I turned around and threw the question to Political Commissar Lu: "When can we leave?" ”

"Anytime." Political Commissar Lu has completely returned to normal, he thought for a while and said: "In this way, I will arrange for you to leave now, but remember what I said, this place belongs to the country and the people, and I hope you can put the interests of the country and the people first." ”

I nodded, and although he didn't explain it thoroughly, I understood that it was something to remind me of confidentiality.

He saw me nodding, said no more, and turned away.

The fat man frowned as he listened, dragged me and asked, "What country is the people?" ”

I hurriedly hid with him and said, "Oh...... What's that...... Don't ask, you'll know later. ”

The fat man is easy to deal with, after hearing me say this, he nodded, and then asked after changing the topic: "When will I go back, I'm hungry!" ”

I rubbed my forehead on the side and quipped, "You're evil...... I know this, you can't look at it......"

……

While talking, Political Commissar Lu had already returned, and he said to us: "Let's go, the vehicle has been arranged, and I will send you out." ”