When the eldest came to Senior Sister's residence, she was taking care of the nest of monkeys left by Wei Qingyun.

These guys are easy to feed, as long as they have fruit and nuts, but they are a little too noisy.

The boss gave a brief explanation of Masao Yamamoto's situation to the senior sister, and there was not much valuable information.

"Through the detection of his teeth and cells, his actual biological age is about 75 years old, from a physiological point of view, the aging of his brain meets the normal standards of human beings, however, from the perspective of consciousness and spirit, his aging degree is far beyond ordinary people, his memory is seriously lost, compared to his own brain, it is not much better."

“……”

"There are two possibilities for the initial inference of this situation, the first is that he lived there alone for too long, lost contact with human society for a long time, and had a mental breakdown, which eventually led to the collapse of the world of consciousness.

The second is likely to be a problem with the cloning technology itself, at least judging from the information released by major biological research institutes around the world, the cloned human in our hands is the only case of human cloning, and the only living case that has lived for 75 years.

In a sense, it has great research value. ”

"Haha, a few days ago, I thought it was just someone's lost old man, a crazy old man, and now he suddenly became an experimental subject, a guinea pig, a person, when is a person, when is it a property in which laboratory, it's really a trance."

“……”

"With the advancement of technology, maybe one day, we will all stop being human."

"Okay, don't be sentimental, leave this kind of thing to those technologist ethicists, the old lady means, contact the Yamamoto family as soon as possible and tell them about this replicant."

"Huh? Hahahaha. ”

"Is that funny?" The boss asked disapprovingly.

"You said that the brothers and sisters of Yamamoto Nobuta and Hitomi Yamamoto are fine, and suddenly there is an extra replicant who doesn't know whether to call grandpa or what, what do you think they will think?"

"So this matter must be kept secret, and the news of the replicant Masao Yamamoto must not be made public, otherwise it will cause a series of legal and ethical disputes."

"What does the old lady mean?"

"Well, I can understand her purpose, it's just to express her sincerity, the Yamamoto family is not an ordinary person, and sincerely telling them about the existence of the replicant Masao Yamamoto is better than finding out by themselves one day."

"So, the old lady has really seen Kiichi Yamamoto."

"Not only have I seen it, the memory transplantation of this replicant was done by the old lady herself, but she was also new to the industry back then, and she acted on orders."

"Oh, by the way, do you have the impression that Qingyun has ever seen an old lady?"

"No, you mean the picture?"

"Well, Qingyun recognized the old lady at a glance."

"Don't think about it, although he is a little cynical, his nature is not bad, and I believe he will not do anything out of the ordinary."

"Still, I always felt like he was hiding something from us."

"He's an orphan, and sometimes it's inevitable that he's immersed in his own world, maybe that makes us feel distant."

"Uh," Senior Sister couldn't accept the boss's explanation in her heart, but she still nodded reluctantly, and asked again, "Is Master awake?" ”

"See, I went to see him the day before yesterday and said a few nonsense, but I haven't opened my eyes yet."

"What did you say?" Hearing that Master's condition was improving, Senior Sister smiled with relief, "Are you scolding you?" ”

"Heh, if he wants to scold me, I feel better."

"Oh, look at your expression, what's wrong? What did Master say in a daze, making you so unhappy? ”

"I stayed by his side for a long time, scrubbing his body again, feeding him with food and water, he couldn't eat yet, he could only use a syringe to inject it little by little, he didn't even say a word to me, muttered and muttered, kept saying, Qingyun, Qingyun, you bastard, where are you monkeys."

"Hahahaha, hahahaha." The senior sister leaned back and smiled so hard that even a few monkeys laughed like that.

The boss looked at the monkey and then at the senior sister, and shook his head.

"You're jealous of him, haha, you even eat this vinegar."

"Okay, I know you feel sorry for him, if you are older, he may be your godmother."

"you," Senior Sister scolded, "Did you see Donald's body that day?" ”

"Sort of."

"What do you mean?"

"At that time, you sent a secret message, saying that it was not the main body that was fighting against you, so I was paying attention to the people on the periphery, and I found a special forces soldier with a very outstanding body shape, I suspect that it is Donald's body, but they are all fully armed and can't see their appearance."

"Mixed with his own subordinates, this trick is not bad, I don't know if he himself is like a stand-in, this is also a test for Qingyun."

"He? Spirits are like monkeys, Donald, hehe, not necessarily his opponents. ”

"Hahahaha, trust him so much? Okay, hurry back, don't delay with me, my wife and children are waiting for you. ”

Donald was very careful, Xie Lingyan and Wei Qingyun were put on hoods and headphones as soon as they got on the plane, not only could they not see, but there was also strong rock music that interfered with their hearing and perception abilities. That's how it was treated all the way.

After they got off the plane, they were pushed and shoved by Donald's men for a distance of about a few hundred meters before they were stripped of their headphones and hoods.

Suddenly in front of me, this is a palace-like luxury living room, only this living room is hundreds of square meters large.

Because the bay is too large, the tall floor-to-ceiling windows are a little narrow.

It's just that the lighting is not too ideal, plus the lush grass and trees outside the window, as well as those big trees that are more than one hug thick, so that the sunlight cannot shine in directly. The living room is lit mainly by artificial sunlight.

At first glance, the huge living room is crowded with all kinds of antique cultural relics, with all kinds of exquisite bronzes, large pieces of porcelain, Ming and Qing dynasty furniture, and neatly arranged Bogu shelves, on which are placed all kinds of exquisite gadgets.

If these things are true, I'm afraid any museum in the world will be resigned to it.

Wei Qingyun and Xie Lingyan glanced at each other, they were not familiar with cultural relics and antiques, but looking at this pomp, they always felt that they were compared with the "National Treasure Gang".

The so-called "National Treasure Gang" is a group of cultural relics enthusiasts who specialize in collecting and displaying various large-scale forged and fabricated cultural relics. The main feature is that the nouveau riche, uneducated, and love to show off, and the characteristics of the collection are one word: big.

The two of them smiled heartily, and couldn't help but scoff at Donald's taste.

Donald assumed a hospitable attitude and beckoned the two to sit down at a table of four by the window.

The view outside the window is real, not a holographic projection.

Outside, there is a deep, narrow valley. Wei Qingyun speculated that this building should be in the belly of the mountain, or at the bottom of the valley.

The main problem is that you can't see the sun and stars, so you can't deduce the latitude and longitude where it is located.

The light in the valley is not very good, and after many reflections from leaves, rock walls, etc., the light falls here, and it is empty and dusk, and it can only be judged that it is daytime.

Wei Qingyun and Xie Lingyan slept for a while under the torture of restless music, and it is unknown how long they slept exactly, but they could only judge that it was daytime when they arrived at Donald's lair.

It's hard to say whether it's his lair or not, at least judging from the decoration layout here, it should be a very important stronghold for Donald.

Everything here seems to have a strong Chinese style, and there are some obvious veins of dynastic cultural change, from the Bronze Age to the Iron and Lacquer Age, to porcelain, calligraphy and painting, wood furniture, and there are a large collection of representative artifacts in each historical period.

Donald beckoned the two of them to sit down, saying that they would have to wait a little longer for the meal, and he himself went to push a simple cart with pulleys on the bottom—a tea table.

Inside is a full set of tea sets, red clay stove, olive charcoal, several pottery, tin tea cans, small water dispensers, purple sand, white porcelain and other different styles of tea sets, tea ceremony, tea drain, tea sieve, etc., all available.

Donald*, having made the stove, filled a silver kettle with water, and sat down on the stove, took a piece of tea cake from a clay pot, and boasted about it, and carefully picked the tea leaves into a bamboo tray with a tea knife made of a bronze dagger.

"Pu'er tea, Iceland, more than 60 years, this is still I personally went to the mountains, watched the tea farmers pick from that ancient tree, helped me turn the dry, ferment and make it, haha, to ensure the quality and standard, have you ever been there?"

The two shook their heads.

"Gee, it's been a long time since I've been there."

"Mr. Donald, your Chinese language is suddenly very authentic." Wei Qingyun took a cup of tea brewed by Donald, the delicate white porcelain cup lined with amber tea soup, very elegant, and the tea aroma was also very positive.

Xie Lingyan also noticed that Donald's accent had changed a lot, and he was no longer as big as foreigners who spoke Chinese and his tongue was not clear.

"Hahahaha, yes, I've probably been dealing with you for the past few days, and the local voice is back."

"Mr. Donald was born in China? Or, have you lived in China for a long time? ”

"Hehe," Donald drank some tea soup and said with a smile: "I know you guys are curious about me, although the two are not from the 409 Bureau, but the two have a lot of connections with Iron Phoenix and others, and they are both Chinese, especially Officer Xie is still an official person, so he must have thought about picking me up and looking at me carefully from the inside out." ”

"Indeed, if Mr. Donald is inconvenient to speak, we will have to check it slowly ourselves." Wei Qingyun was unceremonious, and handed the finished cup to Donald again.

"Hahahaha, Wei Qingyun, I like you." Donald motioned for Wei Qingyun to put the cup on the sea of tea, and enthusiastically noticed the new tea soup for him.

"Thank you."

"Well, it's not like you can't say some things, but you can't say them all, right?"

"That's fine, if you really tell all your things, it won't be interesting."

"Hahahaha, interesting, you are interesting," Donald praised Wei Qingyun, and his face sank, looking mysterious, "Actually, I was indeed born in China, and I think I have lived in this country longer than most Chinese." ”