"What!let me suspend Gitchroncy's research!?"

Dr. Brigg's eyes widened, and he slammed his palms on the table in an instant, shaking the tea in his cup violently.

"Mr. Dean, do you know how much effort I put into studying the miner mutation?"

"Three years, three whole years!!"

"I turned down all hospital invitations in order to explore the truth of the mutation, and because I haven't had free clinics and surgeries for a long time, now the medical association is about to expel me!"

"But I still insist on doing research on the mutation of the human body caused by coal cores in the research institute, just to study the most cutting-edge results for them to see, I am the most talented doctor in the world!!"

Anger spurted down his nasal passages along his trachea, and his pale face was now so red that even the gas lights were unstable, as if he was frightened by Dr. Brigg's anger.

However, his agitation did not threaten Mr. Dean.

"Dr. Brigg, I have clearly told you many times that the Institute and the Norman government now only want to get the technology for the safe mining of coal cores, and the research and development of biological deviant technology has not yet been approved by any party, which is a huge challenge to the existing ethics. ”

"And I also mentioned your experiment to the Prime Minister, although I didn't say the reason clearly, but based on his words, we can infer that the matter of human mutation must not be made public, otherwise not only the research institute will suffer!"

Mr. Dean's voice was rarely low, and he sat calmly at his desk, and he had no fear in the face of the imposing Dr. Brigg, completely releasing the majesty of being the Dean.

The men stared at each other fiercely, all the noise in the air fell silent, and the faint yellow gas light finally stabilized, fixing the shadows that were about to move to the ground.

“...... That said, you're still going to decide that you're going to let me abort the project?"

The impasse was broken by a breathless Dr. Bragg, and the tension in the room seemed to be eased, but the tendon that symbolized Dr. Bragg's sanity tightened even more, like the last calm before the storm.

The Dean looked at Dr. Bragg's near-distorted face, his hands crossed under his chin, his attitude still resolute.

"The decision to abort the project was made a few days ago, and we will not change this decision, so write to the team to inform them to close the underground laboratory in the Sivar mine. ”

"The institute has never forbidden doctors to go out for free clinics, and as for whether this project will be opened in the future, I can only tell you that even I don't know......"

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Dean suddenly saw Dr. Brigg angrily pick up the water cup and teapot on the coffee table and smash them all in the direction of the dean!

The teapot exploded with a bang, the warm tea all splashed on the dean, the glazed ceramic teapot fell to pieces, and the anger was uncontrollable, and the dean's firm answer made Dr. Brigg just want to tear that familiar face!

"Dr. Brigg, what are you doing!"

"Are you crazy too!"

Professor Bedley quickly pushed away Dr. Brigg, who was making a fuss, and the assistant to the dean, who was resting next door, immediately ran over when he heard the sound and worked with the professor to stop the people who had already smashed the office.

Mr. Dean took out his handkerchief to wipe the tea, and his face was a little angry, but he knew how to control his emotions better, so he just got up and walked to Dr. Brigg.

"Doctor Brigg, please don't misuse your talents, your vocation is to save lives, and you should learn from your brother, who is a real doctor. ”

"What the hell are you talking about! Do you think I'm inferior to that bastard!"

"That guy is a brute, he's a brute!!"

Dr. Brigg rolled up his sleeves again excitedly, thinking of rushing to the dean and scolding him, as if he had heard something very unbearable.

It's just that the assistant dean is young and strong, and he clung him to the end of the office and dragged him out, and he couldn't do any harm to the dean with all his strength.

Dr. Brigg was pushed out of the dean's office building by the assistant to the dean, causing the experimenters to pass by.

Under the dark night sky, the moon curved in an arc, and the vast gas lamps were erected in front of the office building, and the experimenter wanted to greet Dr. Brigg, but was frightened by the bad atmosphere, and sped up and disappeared at the end of the path.

Although the assistant dean was wearing a white lab coat, he was tall and proud, and he stood in front of Dr. Brigg a little coomy, and issued a warning in a huff.

"Dr. Brigg, please don't enter the Dean's office tonight, if you continue to do so, I can only contact the security guards to deal with your injury to Mr. Dean. ”

His warning seemed to be somewhat useful, and Dr. Bragg grimaced as he silently walked away with his hands in his pockets, his eyes looking more mournful and gloomy.

Walking alone on the road, the pedestrians next to him were forced back by his cold breath, far bypassing Dr. Brigg, and the blurred figure under the street lamp seemed to be a little lonely......

On the top floor of the office building, Mr. Dean and Professor Bedley lifted the curtains to look at Dr. Brigg who was departing gloomily, and only sighed helplessly.

"Professor Bedoli, you said he wouldn't do anything stupid when he went back, what happened to the young people now, they are so easily excited?"

In fact, everyone in the research institute can understand what it is like to suddenly cancel a project that has been in their hands for many years, but Dr. Brigg's reaction is so fierce that a faint uneasiness rises in the dean's heart.

"Hehe, what stupid thing can he do, when he goes back, he will perform eyeball removal surgery on a hundred mice?"

Professor Bedley scoffed, and although he was the second-in-command of the Institute, he tried not to favor the physics group to the unfairness of the other research groups, but Dr. Brigg's approach really him off.

He can have grievances and tempers, but he can't sprinkle them on Mr. Dean, that's the only principle of Professor Bedoli!

"People of their age are young and vigorous, but I think Cliff is more polite than Brigg, at least when he goes crazy, he hits the wall himself, rather than pulling someone else into the wall with him. ”

"Leave Dr. Brigg alone, just let him go back and adjust his mentality, and he is also an adult in his thirties, so he will not be unable to withstand such a blow. ”

Hearing Professor Bedley's words of comfort, Mr. Dean finally nodded and stopped looking at the street where the figure had disappeared.

After getting the method of safe coal mining from Mr. Cliff, they still have a lot to do, even Mr. Dean, who usually does not take on projects, has to be busy and step up the development of safe and reliable protective clothing......

By the time Professor Bedley left the Dean's office with Bill's drawings, Dr. Brigg had returned to his place.

He didn't continue to erupt, but when he sat down at the dimly lit table and picked up the pen, he began to tremble uncontrollably and his mind was in chaos.

It was pitch black in the laboratory, only the lamp connected by a copper tube was on, and Brigg wrote a few crooked words with great restraint, and suddenly slapped the ink pen on the table!

The ink quickly smudged the letter, and he gasped and crumpled all the stationery on the table......

"All of them are mentally retarded, and only I know how great my research is!"

"My project must not be stopped, even if that group of mentally handicapped people does not approve any funding for mutation research in the future, I can also go to other organizations to sponsor it, such as ......"

"The military commanders who have been targeted by the new government resented the new government and the great nobles who will not save them, as well as foreign powers......"

Thinking of this, Dr. Brigg quickly took out a few new pieces of stationery from the wooden drawer and quickly wrote down his research philosophy and appeal.

The tip of the pen hit the wooden table with a clicking sound, and he struggled to write, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and gradually revealed a cold smile.

"Hehehehe, don't think that I can only stop the research experiment for three years without your permission, my hard work will not be in vain. ”

"And Williams Cliff, you, the test subject who escaped from the mines, dare to make me lose my foothold in the research institute, I will never let you go!"

......

The moon is high in the sky, and Brittus is still full of laughter tonight, with horse-drawn carriages and cars flowing endlessly, and the noisy sound of insects bringing a special life to this early summer night.

The carriage slowly drove through the increasingly spacious and bright streets, and Bill relied on his memory to reach the alleys of the Fog Capital, crisscrossed by alleys, which had a distinctive, old and dilapidated depression flavor.

The occasional barking of dogs and the police patrol the alleys but never go deep into the alleys, so the little traveled old town hasn't changed much even in the past few months.

Tethered to a dusty sign, Bill walks into an abandoned factory.

Cobwebs flutter from the door frames, windows are barbed with wooden bars, and hand-spinning wheels without footrests are piled up in the corner of the warehouse......

If Bill remembers correctly, this is where he visited on his first day at Brittus, and where he first paid off Williams, who owed a lot of money.

The lights were still on in the factory, and the sound of soft footsteps seemed to go unnoticed, and he hid in the shadows and approached the light source a little, and Bill finally saw the person he was looking for tonight.

The boss of Langus who is a loan shark.

The middle-aged man who once stabbed his ass with a gun and made him kill to pay off his debts and pay off his debts.

The boss of Langes was sitting on the sofa with a leaky cotton face, counting the gold pounds with a sad face, and the bespectacled accountant next to him was also making calculations, reporting to Langes the list of debts that needed to be blown recently and the amount of repayment......

"Long time no see, boss Langes. ”

"Who! who's there!"

A deep voice sounded, and the boss of Langus suddenly raised his head in surprise and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

"It's you!"

"What are you doing here!"

Jumping up from the couch suddenly, Langes's face began to turn green with fright, and his ears gradually became feverish.

Not only was the boss of Langus so frightened that his heart beat faster when he saw Bill, but the younger brothers around Langus also silently took a step back, hoping to hide themselves in the dark.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the number of Langes' younger brothers seems to have decreased recently.

"Boss Langes, don't you welcome me, you sent people to spy on me until the Spring Revolution, and I thought you were obsessed with me. ”

Bill snorted coldly, and the two revolvers were clearly stuck on the belt, and as long as the guns were in their hands, the rabble would not have the courage to do anything to him.

Langes's words were all stuck in his throat, and when he saw that very cold face, he felt some pain in his ears.

"Hahahahaha, Bill, you know I didn't mean that, I wanted to ask you to come in for me?"

"I'll make it clear to you in advance, since you made my subordinates disappear out of thin air last time, of course I didn't plan to just forget it, I didn't have time to find ......you after a while of financial reform."

The thick-eyed man was nervous in front of Bill like a child who had done something wrong, stumbling and telling his hole cards.

Bill didn't know what Langus meant by letting his men disappear into thin air, he didn't care about it and continued to speak.

"Fertilizer and water don't flow into outsiders' fields, now I have a good project in my hand, can you do it?"

"It's okay if you're not interested, I hate forcing people the most. ”

Bill's eyes were still as calm as he saw the shock in Langes' eyes, and the greed to try it.

"Do it, of course, I will do all the business that makes money!"

"Recently, the bank loan policy has been opened, people have gone to borrow money from the bank, and the loan shark business is not easy to do, I didn't expect you to be so righteous Bill, I used to underestimate you. ”

After a quick reply, Langus quietly patted his ass, rubbing his hands together.

"Bill, what kind of good project are you talking about, tell me how much gold pounds you can make, so that my brothers and I can be happy. ”

Suddenly raised his hand to his waist, Langes suddenly shivered and covered his face with his hand, the sequelae of being pointed at the gun and fired have not healed so far.

However, Bill's hand only skimmed over his waist, and finally took a letter from his bosom and threw it to Langus, and spoke slowly.

"My factory was built recently, and I needed to hire a group of people who knew the bottom line to help me take care of many things inside and outside the factory, so I chose to ask you for help. ”

"I'm going to be in a long-term business, and most of the preparation is underway, so if you really want to make a lot of money, learn how to manage the factory before it's built. ”

Bending down to pick up the envelope, the boss of Langus was still in a dazed state.

He thought that Bill would find himself to do something illegal and undisciplined to make money, after all, there is an old saying that the most profitable projects in the world are written in the criminal law.

But this man actually asked himself to be the manager?

“...... Mr. Cliff, if I heard me correctly, you said you were going to open your own factory?"

Without waiting for the boss of Langes to react, the accountant next to him was even more excited than Langes, and compared to the boss of Langes, who didn't know anything, this accountant seemed to have more brains.

"Accountant, what's the matter with you, isn't it more profitable to open a small factory than to smuggle arms and tobacco?"

Langus scratched his chin, it was normal for a person of his level not to understand the capitalist's money-making model, and the accountant secretly rolled his eyes, and then lowered his eyebrows and opened his mouth to explain.

"Boss Langes, instead of asking how much money you can make from starting a factory, ask Mr. Cliff how much money he has invested to have his own factory in Brittus. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, the smallest factory around Brittus is invested at more than 8,000 gold pounds, and if it is a tire factory and glass factory with large equipment, the initial investment is at least 20,000 gold pounds, not counting the follow-up expenses. ”

"If it is a more advanced and high-end machinery factory and automobile factory, the initial investment is at least 50,000 gold pounds!"

"If Mr. Cliff can already come up with the gold pounds to start the factory, what else do we need to worry about, just follow him!"