Volume V, Chapter 13, The Ghost in the Mirror (IV), November 2118

Dr. Siegwood, escorted by guards, came to the "Boyd" laboratory in Boston, which is a world-famous genetic laboratory, which has provided important forensic evidence for countless criminal investigation and forensic experts, and assisted in the arrest and conviction of criminals, including Dr. Li Qiyu, an forensic expert in the last century.

Dr. Siegwood's purpose in coming to the Broad Lab is ironic: as a Ph.D., he's not here to do research, he's here to be studied—the experimenter will take his tissue cells, extract the DNA, and analyze the genes to determine if he's a clone or not—Congressman Gordon had already come the other day.

The technology of the 22nd century is not much more advanced than the 21st century in terms of cloning identification, and the identification of a person is a clone or a prototype, mainly to see whether the cell age is excessively aged, and the cell aging is mainly through the analysis of the length of telomere genes, the shorter the telomere, the older the cell age. Therefore, if a baby is cloned from the cells of the elderly, the age of the baby's cells is the same as that of the elderly, and in layman's terms, if a baby is cloned from the cells of an 80-year-old man, then the baby is an 80-year-old baby, who will not live for a few years, and may die of aging. In the 22nd century, 100 years have passed, and in those 100 long years, as far as Dr. Siegwood knows, humans have not solved the problem of telomeres. Although he himself is not an expert in this field, he knows something about it.

Therefore, the results of the experiment will be clear, and the purpose of the experiment will be clear.

In one room of the lab, the experimenter whispered to Siegwood, who was lying on the operating table, while taking samples: "Doctor, you should know that this is pointless, and they let you run."

The experimenter had previously met Siegwood at an academic conference, and he explained this to Sigwood and complained about Sigwood.

"The Federation has never established a gene bank." The experimenter said, "There is no original gene pool, so what can the results of sampling and analysis be compared with?"

Sigwood knew that a primitive gene pool was necessary: to collect genes from each newborn baby and obtain a sample of the original gene for later use. Thousands of babies, after growing up, are acquired with medicines, food...... Their genes may be damaged during contact with any man-made or natural chemical, and they will be cloned again, and the clone will express the damaged gene. This is a method of judging human cloning from a way other than the age of the cell, which is a more accurate method, but unfortunately, due to the huge cost and risk, country A has not established a universal gene bank.

So, still, the results of the experiment will be clear, and the purpose of the experiment will be clear.

"Go through the form, make a show, so that the CIA can account for the taxpayers." Siegwood smiled at the experimenter, "Any government would do that." ”

"Forgive them." "We've had enough to worry them about," said Siegwood, "so let's do our duty as a citizen." ”

After the sampling, when they walked out of the Bode Laboratory Building, the two guards escorting Dr. Sigwood still had "serious" and "official" written on their faces, as if they wanted to force Sigwood to admit something with their own eyes.

A week later, the results of the experiment came in, and it was revealed that Dr. Siegwood and Councilor Gordon were of normal age and were not clones. In an official report, it is clear that it is impossible to describe it this way: "According to the tests, we do not know whether the person tested is a clone or not." This would obviously undermine the dignity of the Union and affect the president's popular approval ratings.

The results of the tests showed that Congressman Gordon and Dr. Siegwood were all right, but the federal surveillance of them was not relaxed at all. Scouts hovered at a distance, their phones tapped, and even their family's phones tapped.

Havena, a young CIA agent, was tasked with tapping the phone calls of congressmen and doctors. Havina has been working for four weeks.

Because he is a newcomer, the work he is responsible for is insignificant, and he is often ridiculed by his colleagues. Although she is indeed a blonde beauty, there are not many blonde beauties in the Intelligence Bureau, and the CIA gathers elites from all over the world with high appearance, high intelligence, and high emotional intelligence. It is not easy for Havina to get ahead and get a half-time job in the CIA. She can only start with the simplest work of listening and surveillance.

In the eyes of colleagues, monitoring two elderly people is extremely boring and unchallenging. "How's it going, did those two old guys call the dog again? Or did they call the bats? "I said, can those two old guys reach the speed of light? Is it out of your sight?" They often come over to tease Havina during coffee breaks in the office.

Faced with this situation, Havina often has the urge to spill the coffee in her hand on the faces of these old fritters. I had no choice but to ask these old fritters a lot of questions, so I had to say with a pleasant face that monitoring the twice as many old people was instructed by the superiors, and even if they got into the black hole, they had to keep up.

No matter how ridiculous and careless her colleagues are, Havina has always kept in mind the instructions of her superiors: "Of course, the Cerberus and the giant bat are not the most important, and of course these two people cannot talk to the dog and the bat on the phone, but any clues point to the owner of the dog and the bat's back, an unknown intelligent life." This is extremely rare in human history, and intelligence work for aliens is not suitable for the old fritters, because they have been doing this for too long and have too many mindsets in their minds, which may be suitable for intelligence work for humans, but not necessarily for aliens. They are already short of imagination, so the job must be handed over to the newcomer...... I don't want to see any clichés in your weekly report, we need new ideas, even if they seem loose and absurd, they are better than clichés......"

“…… On top of that, these people are past the age of believing in the existence of aliens, and if there really is any enemy in this world, they would rather believe that they are C, or Russians. You have to get out of that mindset – if you can't, then I can consider sending you to study in Districts 51 and 53 for a while. What do you think? ”

Havina believes that her superiors are serious, but she doesn't want to be studying the affairs of two old people calling dogs and bats in a few months, she wants to grow up as soon as possible, in fact, she didn't like to deal with things like old people returning dogs, she is not willing to live an ordinary life - in the past, no matter where she worked, because she was beautiful, others tended to treat her as a vase - she even wished she was a man.

In the fifth week of surveillance of Siegwood and Gordon. Harveina overheard a phone call from a Congressman Gordon directly to Dr. Sigwood. The phone call lasted half a minute, and there was no sound except for the murmur of Ziz. In the ensuing phone call, the lawmaker said the call was made by mistake and apologized. The doctor later appears to have blacklisted the phone numbers of the legislators because of harassment. It seems that the doctor received an inexplicable phone call while concentrating on his work, which is why he is angry.

Havina wasn't interested in the content of their next conversation, but was suspicious of the half-minute noise that had been made before. She sensitively noticed that the noise was not an unusual noise, because when the noise was played back in reverse order with special software, the noise seemed to repeat some syllables, like a certain language, or a password.

One night in the fifth week, in the apartment, Havina played it repeatedly and reconfirmed that there was a problem with this half-minute recording, and she decided to report to her superiors the next day and seek more professional equipment for further analysis of the noise.

She turned off her computer and rubbed her dry eyes, which she had been staring at for hours. She stretched, untied her tied hair, and prepared to bathe. She slowly took off her clothes, put her pistol and pouch on the bed, and sighed with relief.

Just as Havina walked to the bathroom door of the apartment with her bath products, she suddenly noticed a footprint in the bathroom, the footprint was about the size of her own footprint, and the water stain showed the existence of that footprint, which should have been left when she walked into the bathroom at some point, but ...... She was still stunned for a moment, subconsciously trying to remember when she had been in the bathroom.

She suddenly thought of going to bed to get a gun, but by this time, a heavy blow had already landed on the back of her neck. Havena's eyes went black and she collapsed to the ground.

At this moment, a dark shadow was projected onto Havina's white body by the lamp in the room. In fact, this person was in the room all along, but Havina was not aware of it, and it was only then that this person appeared in his true form.

She was dressed in a straitjacket, tightly wrapped from head to toe, like a mercury statue, with features showing outlines, but no details, so that it looked like an unfinished sculpture, because, the carver, had not yet given her eyes.

However, from the direction of her posture and face, she could still tell that she was now staring at Havina on the ground. It's like a hunter staring at a prey that has been knocked to the ground.

The mercury-like tights she was wearing, perfectly covering the surface of her body, were the "Spirit Butterfly", and she had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

She stared at Havina lying on the ground for a long time, and finally, removed the hood part of the invisibility suit. Her long blonde hair spread over her shoulders, revealing her seductive form. She showed her head and face, she looked exactly like Havena, blonde hair, delicate features, the same beauty - not twins.

A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth: "Now, your life begins, Harvey Na Benny." ”

She drew a sharp knife and stabbed her...... There were tears on her face, but she knew that when she was created, her fate was already sealed, and she had no choice, and this world did not allow for the existence of two Harvina Benny.

On top of that, these people are past the age of believing in the existence of aliens, and if there really is any enemy in this world, they would rather believe that they are C, or Russians

(End of chapter)