Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Chapter 71: Seven and Syrah

   Three years ago, a mysterious biological science research room in Sweden——

   A tall, sturdy young man lay on the test bench with his eyes dull, surrounded by four or five researchers in white coats.

   Everyone's expression is very dull, there is no look or hope in the eyebrows.

   "The vital signs of test article 007 are stable, and the next test can be carried out."

   One of the white coats said so coldly.

   Then, someone immediately held a needle tube full of unknown drugs and injected it into the reserved needle on the back of his hand.

  Rao, who has been in this laboratory for nearly two months, couldn't help but close his eyes.

   He really didn't want to experience the pain of injecting the medicine into the body again.

   will die!

   This feeling lingered on his heart, lingering, making him tremble subconsciously.

   "The test product is struggling!"

  Four adult men rushed up in one breath, and fastened his limbs firmly on the bench.

   At the same time, the man with the needle also took the time to pierce him severely.

Push!

   "Stop it!!"

   A clear voice rang at the entrance of the laboratory, promptly organizing the researcher's movements.

   Several researchers heard the sound and looked over.

   Is there any other test plan?

  007 closed his eyes and was silent.

   In this place, he has never been qualified to speak, he can only accept cruel research and experiment day by day until the group is satisfied.

   Where is the future?

he does not know.

   "The test plan marked two injections of 10 mg medicine, injected half an hour apart." The man at the door held up a piece of information and said coldly, "and you injected him with 20 mg medicine."

  007 heard these words, finally couldn't help but open his eyes and looked at it laboriously.

   The man at the door is very young, probably only twenty years old. He wore a casual outfit with a sense of youth, and he was out of tune with this dark and depressing place.

   Researcher obviously didn't look at him because of this: "What does it matter? Anyway, the total amount is the same."

"Yes?"

  007 saw the man sneer and said, "Then you can't find a 20-year-old girlfriend after being single for many years. Do you want to find two 10-year-old girls to make do?"

   What magical metaphor is this?

  007 wants to laugh, but even such a simple action makes him have difficulty breathing.

   "You--" The researcher was speechless, his face turned blue, "Who are you? Do you know that the laboratory is forbidden to enter the laboratory?!"

   The man at the door not only did not retreat, but sneered: "I am Mescal, the head of this research institution."

   Behind a group of researchers who were either frightened or shocked, 007 heard the name of Mezcal for the first time.

   But at that time, he felt that the other party was just a professional and responsible person in charge. It has nothing to do with him, or with the pain he is going to suffer. He still has to stay here and greet all tomorrow alone.

until--

  007 heard Mezcal’s approaching footsteps, and then, it felt like the needle tube peeled off the reserved needle.

   Later, he listened to him calmly say: "From now on you will be Syrah."

   Shiraz?

   Is that... the code name of the organization?

  As a guinea pig, 007 was considered a mortal character from the beginning. So the researchers did not hide anything when facing him.

   He knew that he was in a large criminal organization, and knew that all the senior officials in this organization had wine names as their code names.

   But he did not expect that the person in charge named Mescal gave him a code name when he first met him.

Why?

   "Why?" Sila once asked that person.

   Mezcal was taking him in the car next to the target.

   Hearing his question, the man didn’t look back, but just said, “Because I investigated the target, he will inevitably appear at his mistress’s house at this time of the day.”

   Shiraz: "..."

  , too, there is no beginning and no end to the problem, Mezcal is not aware of it, so it is normal.

   But Mezcal quickly said again: "If you ask why I saved you."

   Sila looked at him seriously.

   Mezcal actually laughed: "Actually, it is the same. I have investigated you and I know that you have a strong fighting ability and an exceptionally good physical fitness. And I just arrived here and I just need such an assistant."

   "But there is not much I can do, right?" Silas said, "In addition to being able to fight, my overall quality is not as good as a beauty. You also prefer to take her with you when you go out on missions."

   "What you said seems to make sense." Mezcal nodded, then quickly whispered, "The target has appeared."

   The mission was completed smoothly, except for Shiraz's negligence, Mezcal had to slow down and help him deal with the traces left behind.

   So, I still don't understand the reason.

  ……

   Syrah took a bite of the pizza and asked Mezcal who was sitting across from him: "Did you know that Carignan was an agent of the Swedish Security Agency?"

It's the same as before~www.readwn.com~ but Xinfan quickly understood what he meant: "Why? Not knowing it is not much better than undercover, it will be treated as a traitor. "

"Yes." Sila put a document on the table. "This is the map of the headquarters of the Swedish Security Agency. The paper version of your DNA report is stored in the data room. In addition, Sweden's own intelligence system should also have an electronic copy. Version."

   Xinfan thought for a while, and asked: "The electronic version should be able to destroy data directly through network intrusion?"

   "Of course. It's just that it's easy to get rid of it."

   "Then invade after I destroy the paper version." Xinfan quickly arranged an action plan, "I will sneak into the Information Office of the Security Bureau tonight, and you can be responsible for the reception at the door."

   "It's a response again." Sila said disappointedly, "You valued me at the beginning, wasn't it because of my fighting ability? But this kind of response task can be done even if you call in a peripheral member."

Xinfan put down his knife and fork and glanced at him: "Do you think so? The answering is not only driving me away, it also means that I will hand over all the back roads to your hands. In the event of an accident, if you are responsible for answering If people cannot help, there is a high probability that my life will be accounted for."

   Sila was stunned.

   Did he always underestimate his role?

   "Okay. Let's go. From this store, you..." Xin Fan paused, "Even if you can be sure that the woman is okay, you should try to minimize the number of visits.

   "For people like us, the law of life is a very dangerous thing, and it can also threaten the people around us."

  

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