When he left the laboratory, the man in black was in a very happy mood, because soon one million tin dollars were credited to his account, which was undoubtedly a huge amount of money compared to the income of ordinary workers for fourteen or fifteen years. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"If I had done this a few more times, I would have been able to buy a single-family house in Colombo." He thought to himself. It's just that he also knows that there won't be too many such things, after all, Ceylon is only that big, and there aren't too many companies that need to hire spies.

The man in black parked the car on the side of a remote road, more than ten meters away from the dim street lamp, and the light was not too bright. I don't know if it's because he's been doing this for a long time, he prefers a bleaker place, and this transaction is no exception.

Knock knock, knock knock.

A few minutes later, a burly man with a height of more than one meter and nine meters came out of the shadows, came to the car with a blank face, and knocked on the window.

"Hey, you're pretty quick to get the stones, and you're all going to get all this mess. Remember to send the payment to my account as soon as possible. If there's such an easy thing to do, don't forget to call me. The man in black got out of the car, opened the trunk, and brought out a large backpack, laughing.

The burly man called the stone took the backpack without saying a word, and then quickly pulled out a pistol with his right hand and shot it at the forehead of the man in black. The sequence of movements was lightning fast and sudden.

Bang, the man in black's eyes widened, and there was still a little happy expression on his face, and he fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to do that, after all, we've worked together very well in the past few years. But under orders from above, I can only do that. Stone sighed.

Then he lifted a gasoline canister, poured oil on the man in black and the car, and lit a fire. Blazing flames rose up, dispelling the darkness over a large area, except for the eerie smell of roasted meat in the air.

It wasn't long before a backpack containing a lot of utensils was sent to a lab, and a few biological researchers in white coats began to analyze it.

"Hey, these tissues look like they've been roasted in high temperatures, they're all dehydrated and dead, and they're all!"

"It's not playing with us, these tissues have lost their vitality, their DNA is broken, and they're completely useless."

The stone, who was waiting on the side, suddenly turned ugly when he heard the researchers' words, and took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Got it?" A delicate young woman's voice sounded.

"The situation has changed a little, and the target has treated all biological tissues with high temperature before leaving the laboratory. All that succeeded was some useless garbage. ”

"Abort the operation, deal with it, and don't leave the tail behind."

"Yes."

……

When Zhang Jie came to the laboratory the next day, he found that it was a mess, and several test tubes and flasks fell to the ground and became glass slags, as if they had been ransacked.

He also discovered that all the lung tissue that had been treated by the magic was gone, and there was no doubt that someone must have stolen it.

A lab full of reagents shouldn't be looked down upon by the average thief, and this guy who sneaked in was definitely here for his research.

"Damn, who's that?" Zhang Jie felt a burst of happiness, if it wasn't for his good preparation, the lung cancer killer No. 1 that had just been developed would probably be stolen.

After thinking for a while, he still didn't determine who commanded the thief, after all, the information was too insufficient. But he was a little suspicious of Quillin. Hilton, after all, knows she's working on a cancer drug.

It's just that Zhang Yang, the son of the president of Ceylon, is also possible, this person seems to have been looking at himself unpleasantly, and it may be that he is causing trouble. It could also be the multinational pharmaceutical giants, Pfizer, Novartis and the like, who want to figure out what they are doing.

Zhang Jie quickly put these chores aside, no matter who did it, sooner or later the fox's tail would be exposed, and now it is important to continue to develop drugs.

It took half a day in the laboratory to re-strengthen the immune cells that produced Lung Cancer Killer No. 1 several times. Eventually, one immune cell is able to secrete 1,000 units of Lung Cancer Killer No. 1, which is capable of killing 1,000 lung cancer cells.

At this point, Zhang Jie stopped. It is no longer possible to continue to strengthen the immune cells, and it will take a lot of magic energy.

"It's been preliminarily done! If you want to mass-produce Lung Cancer Killer One, you only need to grow a large number of these immune cells. The next step is to find a strong partner to conduct clinical trials in the global pharmaceutical market. ”

Zhang Ju carefully put away the peanut-sized mass of biological tissue and put it into a thumb-thick, five- or six-centimeter-long test tube. Of course, he doesn't forget to add the nutrient solution.

This kind of mutated immune cells are rare, and even if he repeats the experiment again, he may not be able to get the same results, so this mass of biological tissue is already worth more than 10 billion dollars. Even if he put it in the safe, he didn't feel at ease, so he had to take it with him.

After leaving the laboratory, Zhang Ju got into a Mercedes-Benz S600 waiting outside, and asked the driver to drive to Ceylon Magic Energy Company.

Although it has not yet been built, it is impossible for the employees of the administration department and the sales department to work here, and they have to work in the office buildings in the city.

The 600 members of the security department were all arranged to train here, and they were treated as familiar with the environment. The security guards are paid high salaries, and even if they live in temporary dormitories, they have no opinion, and they dare not have an opinion.

As the boss, Zhang Jie naturally has to appear in front of these people often, otherwise he will talk about influence. Although the roads in Colombo are not as good as those in the magic capital, and there are many potholes, you can't feel it at all when you sit in the car.

"Hah, huh!" As soon as he got out of the car, he heard hundreds of people shouting slogans, and the sound shook the air nearby.

A retired domestic special forces soldier serves as an instructor to train these rookies one by one. This kind of serious attitude made Zhang Ju very satisfied and felt that he had not spent money in vain.

There was a long scar on the left cheek, and the instructor who extended from the corner of his eye to his chin came over and said solemnly: "Mr. Zhang, since I receive your salary, I have to say something." ”

"Say it." Zhang Ju remembered that his name was Yang Qing.

Yang Qing whispered: "Mr. Zhang, the training materials you asked me to carry out are domestic special forces training courses, which will attract the attention of the Ceylon government, and I am afraid it will have an impact on the company." And they are just security guards, there is no need to train like this. ”

"Our magic energy company has obtained three hundred small arms gun licenses, so you don't have to worry about anything, let go and train these new recruits, be sure to train them into elites." Zhang Ju said.

Yes! Yang Qing's mouth opened wide, and his face, which had never had much expression, was full of surprise. He knew very well that three hundred men were almost ready to form a battalion of troops, and Ceylon agreed? At this moment, he had a very clear impression of the energy of the magic energy company.

Zhang Ju looked at the security guards who were standing in a military posture, their attitudes were very serious, and they didn't wipe the sweat from their foreheads to the corners of their eyes.

Seeing this, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "By the way, if all those who refuse to change their ways are reported, we resolutely don't want this kind of person." ”

"The people of Ceylon are much more obedient than the college students I have trained in China, and they are very good materials for serving as soldiers." Yang Qing's face showed relief.