"Damn it, damn it! How so, why is this happening! Standing next to the microscope, with bloodshot eyes and thick lenses on the bridge of his nose, Dr. Raff had not rested for two whole days. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Doctor, still can't you?" Mu, dressed in military uniform, was standing beside Raff.

"What is the reason? No, we've found a way to break through, but why doesn't it work now? There must have been something going on that I don't know about, it must be like this! Raff didn't care about Mu at all, he was completely trapped in his own world.

"Doctor!" Mu raised his voice slightly.

"Don't bother me!" Raff shouted, "Don't think that if you get close to a general, you can dictate in front of me!" ”

Mu's face was a little ugly for a while, but he could only suppress his anger.

At that moment, a person walked into the research room again.

"Raff, is anyone bothering with your research again?"

Raff lifted the frame, his face softened a little, and he bowed his head, "Lord Fagan." ”

Fagan waved his hand to let Mu leave, and then easily sat on the side of the only hospital bed in the room, looking at the person whose body was tightly tied to the bed, his right hand gently swiped over his body, "Dear Fan, are you okay?" ”

Fan frowned slightly, took a deep look at Fagan, who was close at hand, and did not speak.

"My lord, the power cells of Brahma are a little different from before." Raff scratched at the messy hair.

"So what." Fagan asked lightly.

"So we have never been able to solve the phenomenon of his ability cells disintegrating in vitro."

"I need to know how this will affect us."

"After his ability cell leaves the body, the lysosome will produce decomposition enzymes on its own, causing its own cells to lyse, and even the DNA will be completely hydrolyzed, if we can't solve this problem, we can't get its complete DNA, and we can't know the secrets hidden in his energy cells."

"So, we gave you such sophisticated equipment, so many assistants, and unconditionally met all your requirements, but you still failed to meet our expectations. I think that if General Yang Feng knew the news, he would definitely not be happy about it. Fagan's tone was a little low.

"My lord, but ......"

"Don't follow me, I just look at the results and ignore the process, if you haven't found a solution before sunset tomorrow, I don't think you need to stay here."

Raff grabbed his hair and stopped talking, but he could only walk back and forth restlessly.

At this time, an assistant beside him suddenly spoke, "My lord, in fact, we still have a solution. ”

"Say." Fagan lifted his eyelids.

"In vivo research!" The assistant said amazingly, "Since we can't solve his ability to die in vitro, then we don't want his cells to be separated from the body, and do research directly on his body!" ”

"No way!" Raff suddenly screamed. "My lord, such an act would cause irreparable permanent damage to the Van family! Livefire research was previously only approved on death row inmates, but Van is our hero! And if in vivo research is taken, a small mistake can make him a complete waste! ”

Fagan slowly stood up and gently patted Raff's shoulder with his right hand, "Sometimes, for a better future, we have to sacrifice in the present, and since he has already been a hero once, he will not mind being a hero again, and the organization will remember the sacrifice he made." ”

"Make a list of the equipment and potions needed for living research, and I will personally go to ask Lord Yang Feng." Fagan turned to the assistant.

"Yes, sir." The assistant nodded heavily, his expression very excited.

"Dr. Raff, I think you'll be able to prioritize?" Fagan unbuttoned Raff's shirt with his own hands, then straightened his somewhat crooked pockets.

Raff was slightly stunned, then hurriedly lowered his head, and his words were slightly strange, "I will, my lord." ”

Fagan tugged at the corners of his mouth and left the lab with a smiling expression.

After Fagan left, Raff took off his thick eyes, rubbed his reddened eyes vigorously, took a deep breath, and walked gently to Van side, covering his face with his hands and rubbing them vigorously.

"Fan, don't hate me, I can't help it, I really can't help it." Raff's voice trembled, "They didn't give me much time, and I really did my best." ”

"I've tried, I've really tried, but I still can't find a way, I really can't find a way." Raff held his head incoherently and repeated over and over again, "You know what? In fact, I have always regarded you as my own child, my best child, I have watched you grow from a babbling baby to the present, I have poured my most effort into you, and I have long regarded you as a continuation of my life. I've fantasized countless times about you being on top of the Angel of Death, but I never imagined that one day would come. ”

Raff held Fan's hand tightly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Son, there's only so much I can do for you. Tears finally flowed out of Raff's eyes, and he hurriedly stood up, hid his face, and hurried out of the research room.

After Raff left, the assistant who proposed the living study walked up to Van in a few steps, "Raff's old thing has been rejecting my proposal, Lord Fagan is right, he is indeed a little confused, but unfortunately, there are many people who can distinguish between priorities and priorities. The assistant patted Van lightly on the cheek.

"Boy, continue to put on your expressionless stinky face, and wait until the live research is approved, I hope you can still be so indifferent." The assistant patted Fan's cheek again, but this time the force was much greater than before, so Fan's face was left with a clear red mark.

"Look at anything, give me honest work! Maybe I'll be able to replace that old thing and become your boss soon! The assistant glared at the researchers who were looking up at him.

The assistant finally left the research room in a hurry, he needed to list the materials needed for living research immediately, a bright future was waiting for him, and he was already a little impatient.

Van stared at the empty ceiling, not knowing what to think. Sometimes the identity change can be unimaginably fast, one moment he is still the hero who saved the Angel of Death, and the next moment he will become a living research sample.

And what determines the change of his identity is not the self that can dominate himself, but the generals who only think about interests and really control the Angel of Death.

Heroes and prisoners are actually the same in their eyes, and sometimes the change of identity between the two only needs a simple reason.

So Fan smiled, not knowing whether he was laughing at others or laughing at himself.

A tiny pinhole pierced the palm of his left hand, which Raff had left him as a gift before leaving, and the strength slowly returned to his body, and the effect of the anesthetic finally began to fade.

Fan moved his left hand slightly, and what everyone didn't notice was that he was clasped under the palm of his hand on the hospital bed, lying quietly with a key!