There are still people who lose their souls for Zhuang Yan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info After his old squad leader happened to see this news, he laughed at first and didn't take it seriously. After it was fully confirmed that it was really Zhuang Yan who sent the obituary, and not a big man with the same name, the squad leader took the newspaper and squinted and smoked a cigarette for an afternoon.

Then he called his old classmates one by one and made an appointment to visit Zhuang Yan's old mother.

Zhuang Yan is exaggerated in this life. The gun, the knife, the torment, the gorgeousness can't be low-key, the young love ends without a problem before it starts, and the normal love wears a green hat before it ends. The only precious thing is affection, and I have gained the affection of my classmates.

The saddest thing is that when Zhuang Yan's group of iron brothers went to his hometown to attend the funeral in grief, no one knew that Zhuang Yan had quietly been resurrected. The brothers greeted the second elder at the funeral, and played a warm and sincere relationship at the cold funeral, Zhuang Yan watched the whole process, but he didn't dare to show up.

The reason is simple, the reason why the General Staff put his obituary on the cover of the newspaper with the largest circulation with great fanfare has only one purpose:

Let the whole world firmly believe that Zhuang Yan is dead, and he died for intellectual property, the motive is bloody and simple, the plot is simple and bright, all speculation and suspicion are eliminated, and the intelligence department quietly occupies a greater advantage.

So Zhuang Yan couldn't help but didn't show up to attend his funeral. This is not to be said later.

What is surprising is that Zhuang Yan's obituary was written in an exaggerated manner, which aroused the enthusiasm of intellectuals, and suddenly the copyright lawsuits were overwhelming, and the giant crocodiles who were caught in the net emerged in an endless stream, and even the cousin and nephew of the chief of the general staff were sentenced to five years, and Nie Rongxiang did not keep saying hello because the prosecution bit too hard. So the whole country was purged, and the discipline was clear. The backbone of technology is gearing up, the pioneers of the academic circles are full of ambition, the basic scientific and technological forces of the Republic are eager to develop at the speed of rockets, showing a blowout trend, and the first era of technological explosion is already in the making.

And Zhuang Yan is going to visit an old man.

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"There is no point in resisting. Whether it's for you or for someone else. The inquisitor's voice echoed through the loudspeakers, echoing through the cramped room. Director Sun, who was locked in the interrogation chair, shuddered like a toad that had been electrocuted.

"You guys, you don't understand." Director Sun's face was haggard, his beard was slanted out in a mess, his skin was wrinkled, his eyes were bloodshot, and he refused to confess tiredly: "Everyone has a reason to be unspeakable. I know I made a mistake, but I don't regret it. When I chose this path, I would have walked on my knees with my head broken and bleeding. ”

"Human cloning is a violation of the Nineteen-Power Cloning Ban Convention, and my country has signed a commitment, and you, as a pioneer in the academic community, have no reason not to be clear. You know the law and break the law. The inquisitor's voice was cold and unforgiving, without the slightest fluctuation of emotion.

"I'm not doing research on the surface. I'm doing it behind my back. Behind the scenes, who doesn't do it? Director Sun smiled dyingly, revealing exhausted pride: "Those people in Europe are also studying behind their backs. But they can't get me, and the level is not as high as mine. So they also reached out to me. ”

"Did you respond to their request?"

"I promised."

"Why? This is treason. ”

"The state did not allow me to study, and cut off my career and lifeblood - of course, I don't blame you. But only Europeans can cure my daughter's illness, and I can't cut off her lifeline. So I agreed to the proposal of the Illumination Order. ”

"What proposal?"

"I provide advanced cloning technology support, and they provide me with a perfect research environment and my daughter's life."

"Do you know how dangerous the technical support you provide is?"

"I know. They want to clone some golden branches and jade leaves, and engage in stealing beams and changing pillars. ”

"And you still agree? Can't you tell the difference between the country and the family? The inquisitor finally roared angrily, slapped the table, and shocked the four seats: "The country is dying, where is there a home?" What is the difference between allowing them to attack the pillars of the country and destroying our country's weapons! ”

Director Sun opened his mouth and moved for a while, and finally slowly lowered his head, looked at his hands in the shackles, and sighed dejectedly: "Yes, I am guilty." I am judged by the people. ”

Suddenly, the judge was dumbfounded. There was silence for a while, and another voice took over the microphone: "Do you know what the Light Hermitage promises to mean by 'the operation will be successful'?" ”

Director Sun said blankly: "Being able to survive from the operating table is not a radical cure?" ”

Dead. After a while, with a sigh, the man said: "Globin production disorder anemia, commonly known as zombie disease, because of gene mutations that lead to peptide chain synthesis disorders, so that your daughter has hematopoietic disorders from the day of birth, lifelong anemia, so you need lifelong blood transfusions, daily consumption of blood bags and iron chelators, like vampires, enough to drag down a family, such children are often declared dead by doctors on the day of birth." Do you think the Light Hermitage might be kind enough to grant your daughter an eternal place for your sake? ”

Director Sun stammered.

"If I'm wrong, you can interrupt me at any time. The Bright Hermitage has promised a hematopoietic stem cell transplant allogeneic surgery to 'cure' your daughter's rare terminal illness. You who have insisted on saving your daughter for seventeen years have long been dragged down by the astronomical cost of medicine. Cornered, lured by the promise of a 'cure for β thalassemia major', you choose to accept the terms. But let me tell you, your adoptive daughter's biological parents have long been unverifiable, and the Bright Monastery cannot find a hematopoietic stem cell donor that matches Hla and your daughter, and they will not bother to look for it. Therefore, this operation cannot cure your adopted daughter's disease. She may survive from the operating table, but the prognosis is not good, the 5-year survival rate is very poor, and the 10-year survival rate is slim. Admittedly, the operation was successful, but your daughter will not survive. ”

The man on the radio said word for word, "You have been calculated by the terms of the Light Retreat. They only promise that the surgery will be successful and don't really try to save your adopted daughter. ”

Director Sun's eyes widened, his beard trembled for a while, his teeth rattled with anger, he completely lost the calm cultivation of a scholar, his body stiffened for a while, and suddenly began to struggle violently, roaring and roaring: "Those treacherous gods! They should be sent to Africa to feed the spears! ”

"Calm down." The broadcast said coldly, forcing the furious Director Sun to calm down: "The hospital in the capital of the Republic has admitted your daughter. The National Security Bureau is conducting a population screening and has retrieved information about your adopted daughter's date of birth and pregnancy hospital, in an effort to find a donor for her immediate blood relatives for stem cell transplantation. Your adopted daughter is Chinese, only the motherland can do all this for her, and only the motherland can save her. Although you have committed a heinous crime, the girl is innocent. I and the National Security Bureau raised money for her, and you don't have anything to do anymore, Director Sun. ”

"There's nothing to do with you anymore."

"There's nothing left for you ......" (To be continued.) )