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While Mezcal stared at the name "RUM" in a daze, Hoon Aoki reached out and took away the document.

He held a pile of materials in both hands, and looked up at Mezcal slightly, his tone indifferent, as if saying that the weather is really good today: "I don't know why the organization wants to establish a biological laboratory in Sweden, and both hardware and software are better than others. The laboratory is more advanced. However, if the establishment of the laboratory really started after you left Sweden... Mezcal, maybe you should be careful."

Aoki Hoon's eyes were very serious. Even in the mud, even if his vitality was swallowed up, he still maintained his original mentality.

Xinfan is very grateful for this kindness. However, he just met Aoki Hoon's eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Does it work to be careful?"

"Maybe it's useless." Aoki opened the door and added when he was about to enter, "but this is the only thing we can do."

Inside is a room separated by glass. To go to the innermost laboratory, you need to go through several buffers and put on special clothing to protect your body from head to toe. The degree of protection alone can tell how dangerous the experiment carried out here is, but both Shinfan and Ho Aoki have become accustomed to this.

"More advanced..." Xinfan murmured in a low voice.

The Tokyo laboratory has been the most advanced in the world. Why does the organization need to establish one in Sweden? What is the more advanced purpose?

The organization is really a treasure trove. From the beginning, after so many years, it seems to have become an onion. Each layer is new and more and more pungent. Xinfan didn't know how many layers he still hadn't peeled, or what the centerpiece of the onion was. Every time, when he thought he had spied the truth, the organization would give him a new surprise.

Unfortunately, scientists like endless surprises, but Xinfan doesn't like them at all.

"If you're so bored that you want to watch me do the experiment, please." Aoki did not look at Mescal again, he went straight to the first buffer room and closed the door firmly.

Xinfan waited until he appeared on the other side of the glass again, and then said to him through the communicator: "In fact, I am looking for you today in addition to doing DNA identification, but also want you to do an examination for me. The institute should have a computer tomography scanner. Right?"

"What are you going to do?" Aoki Hoon asked warily.

"Physical examination."

Physical examination? ? ?

Hoon Aoki's eyes seemed to be looking at a mentally retarded person: "This is the Institute of Biology, not a hospital."

"But I don't believe in hospitals, I only believe in organizations." Xinfan replied with a particularly innocent and high-sounding voice.

Aoki Hoon was choked by him, and it took a long time to find his voice: "It's okay to check for you, but don't ask me to see a doctor."

"certainly."

While Aoki was busy researching, Shinhan looked around in this room, researching that all the original materials were not uploaded to the organization's intranet, and from a professional point of view, a lot of information can be found.

Xinfan is not a very professional person, but it doesn't matter, there must be there at the police station. He only needs to record the things that he thinks are important, and then summarize them to the police after he returns. It's just that after so many years, the police don't seem to figure out what the organization is going to do.

At first, Xinfan thought that the purpose of the organization was to find a way to make people live forever, but as the understanding deepened, Xinfan increasingly felt that the real purpose might not be so simple.

At least the "SilverBullet" he is responsible for has nothing to do with longevity. It is more appropriate to describe it as Qibu Duanchang San than the elixir. If Shiho Miyano's parents were researching this in the first place, then they are also anti-social and anti-human.

Aoki Hoon didn't come out during lunch, it was too troublesome for him to go in and out once, so it's better to drink northwest wind inside. It's a pity that the laboratory is too closed, I'm afraid there is no northwest wind.

Xinfan had a simple working lunch with other researchers, and then returned here to observe Hoon Aoki doing research.

It wasn't until the sun went down that Hoon Aoki finally finished today's work. The first thing he did when he came out of the laboratory was to go to the bathroom, and he didn't even have the time to say hello to Xinfan.

Xinfan silently picked up the book that had just been placed on the shelf, and decided to wait a little longer.

A few minutes later, Hoon Aoki finally walked out of the bathroom with a contented expression.

"CT room?" Xinfan asked.

"CT room." Aoki Hoon confirmed his decision.

Check quickly and send this plague **** away, swaying in front of him all day, Qing Mu Xun is almost annoying to death.

However, in accordance with the professional standards, on the way to the destination, Hoon Aoki dutifully said: "I uploaded the Belmode inspection report on the website. You can read it when you have time. According to the current theory, every cell After a split, the telomeres will be shortened, so the overall age of any experimenter will not increase~www.readwn.com~Well, I know this."

Just like the cloned sheep Dolly who made a sensation in the whole world just after it was born, its life is not counted from scratch. He suffered from many senile diseases at a young age, and was euthanized due to lung disease at the age of six.

True immortality is still an unattainable dream.

Aoki Hoon suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "How old is Belmode?"

"You can ask her this question yourself." Xinfan shrugged, "Know that asking a lady's age is very impolite."

Hoon Aoki snorted: "I just remind you that she can keep her current appearance until the day of death, but no one can extend her lifespan."

He paused and emphasized: "No one can live forever, no one."

A small smile appeared in Xinfan's eyes, and he felt a rare relaxation in such an atmosphere, so that the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"why are you laughing?"

"I just think that the world is so big and science is so complicated, immortality or something might really exist."

"...Even if people can really live forever, you must solve all the diseases first, at least don't come to me to check your body!" Aoki Hoon sent Xinfan into the examination room with a bad tone, "Which part did you do?"

Xinfan lay down: "All my upper body, the previous doctor suspected that I had a malignant tumor in my body."

Hoon Aoki paused, and then began to control the machine as usual.

The organization is too large and dark, and it often gives people a feeling of omnipotence, so that Hoon Aoki almost forgets that these code-named members are also humans, and they will also get sick.

How old is Mezcal?

If it is really a malignant tumor... he must be sad, right?