Jiang Xiao's gaze stayed on the surveillance screen for a long time, and then slowly turned to B2 and the middle-aged uncle.

There was an irrepressible excitement in his voice, and he told them what he had speculated about.

B2 and the middle-aged uncle were stunned for a moment, and then fell into deep thought.

This assumption is too bold, but in the current situation, no possibility should be ruled out.

"God is afraid?"

The middle-aged uncle raised his head slightly, and a hint of realization flashed in his eyes.

"Is it because our research is approaching its secrets, or maybe we've inadvertently touched on some of its taboos?"

Jiang Xiao nodded, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Whatever the reason, we need to be more cautious, Peng Lao's sacrifice cannot be in vain, we must find clues from it."

B2 adjusted his glasses, and his voice was professionally calm.

"We need to do a thorough analysis of everything in Peng's lab, including the experiments he did, the materials he used, and even his notes and recordings."

"Yes."

Jiang Xiao nodded in agreement.

"We can't let fear rule us, we have to use scientific methods to uncover all this, and even let God understand what fear is!"

As soon as Jiang Xiao finished saying this, the middle-aged uncle and B2 felt an irrepressible cool air quickly spread throughout their bodies.

They

Is it God's targeting?

The three of them nodded in tacit agreement and decided to act immediately.

They know that this is the best commemoration of Peng Lao, and it is also a responsibility to themselves.

"Also, what happened in the minute that the surveillance disappeared? Did Mr. Peng leave any important information? This is also something to note. ”

The door of the monitoring room slowly closed, leaving the three of them busy.

Although Jiang Xiao and Yang Lao, Dr., and Peng Lao and others have known each other for a short time.

But that didn't stop him from admiring their greatness and selflessness from the bottom of his heart.

At the same time, Jiang Xiao also secretly swore in his heart that no matter how many unknowns and dangers lie ahead, he would investigate them to the end.

Even if one day he had to face God's fears, he would not back down!

They began an intense and orderly work, where every piece of data, every record, was carefully checked and analyzed.

Time passed minute by minute in a tense atmosphere, and they seemed to be isolated from the world, and only everything in Peng Lao's laboratory was the focus of their attention.

Just then, B2 spotted some strange symbols on the paper in the corners of a record.

Densely packed, several sheets of paper were recorded.

What is certain is that these symbols are completely different from the previous "ghost painting symbols", and they are the things left by Peng Lao.

However, these symbols do not belong to any known medical symbology.

He immediately called Jiang Xiao and the middle-aged uncle, and the three of them sat together, trying to decipher these mysterious symbols.

"These symbols. Could it be the clue left by Peng Lao on his deathbed? ”

There was a tremor in the middle-aged uncle's voice.

The light in Jiang Xiao's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Perhaps, this is exactly the breakthrough we need."

The three of them buried their heads in the study.

In the end, I found out that in addition to the middle-aged uncle is a medical professor.

B2 can only dance with knives and guns, and Jiang Xiao is only at the level of Xiao Shengchu.

The symbols in front of them were like a bunch of undecipherable alien text symbols to them.

B2 also pretended to frown, trying to find any possible clues from his military background.

But he soon had to admit that the symbols had nothing to do with any passwords or ciphers he knew.

His specialty lies in the fight and tactics between the Strange and the Strange (commonly known as the Brawl), not in deciphering the mysterious textual symbols.

To put it bluntly, he doesn't know a single symbol.

Jiang Xiao was even more helpless, although he had his own abilities in this special world.

But in the face of such an unfathomable symbol, he couldn't even touch the door to enter.

The middle-aged uncle, as a professor of medicine, has a deep understanding of the human body and modern medicine.

But in the face of these symbols, he could only shake his head and sigh.

He knew that the symbols might contain some kind of special information, but his medical knowledge did not help him decipher.

The three of them looked at each other in confusion, since they couldn't understand, why didn't they ask someone for help?

"We'll have to get an expert to see this." Jiang Xiao finally broke the silence.

B2 nodded in agreement: "I agree, we need to find someone who understands this." ”

The middle-aged uncle also agreed: "Yes, we need more brains to solve this problem." ”

So, they began to contact other researchers on the base, especially those who were skilled in decryption and semiotics.

At this particular moment, all resources need to be mobilized, and every possible clue should not be overlooked.

Soon, several specialists were urgently summoned to the monitoring room.

They come from different fields, including cryptographers, semioticians, and even an archaeologist who studies ancient civilizations.

In the face of these experts, the three of them stated their findings and doubts one by one, hoping to find answers from them.

The experts began an intense and methodical analysis around that record.

They exchanged their opinions, pointing to a symbol from time to time to discuss.

The atmosphere gradually became tense, and everyone knew that this was not just an academic study, but a race against time.

Jiang Xiao, B2 and the middle-aged uncle stood aside, their eyes full of anticipation.

They know that as long as they find the right interpretation, they may be able to uncover the truth behind all this, find the answer to Peng Lao's death, and maybe even find a glimmer of life for themselves.

"Uh, can I interrupt?"

A young scholar who had just arrived weakly raised his arms in front of many bigwigs.

"Isn't that just a simple formula?"

"Formula?" Someone asked in confusion.

"What formula?" Someone asked.

"Mathematical formulas." The young scholar affirmed.

what？

Mathematical formulas?

A giant in the field of medicine actually left a mathematical formula on his deathbed?

The young scholar touched his chin and replied thoughtfully.

"It's like a formula for the spectrum"

Spectrum?

For this term, everyone present was confused.

Even Jiang Xiao opened his mouth slightly.

Not a buddy?

Why are you leaving me alone?

history

Okay, let's not talk about history, after all, God may want to erase the traces of human existence.

medicine

It's okay, I won't say anything about these viruses, it's because the virus wants to kill all mankind.

But what the hell is the math in front of you?!

stupid, you have to be confused in the face of this situation!

(End of chapter)