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Joey’s bar ushered in a crowd of distinguished guests today. The owner, Joey, was very busy. Thanks to his bar just being expanded half a year ago, and the scale is really large, otherwise the lineup would not be less than the crowded scene of hundreds of people. .

"Hey, you! Yes, it's you, and pour us three times the amount of rum!"

Harry was already drunk and shouted to the nearby messenger while holding the glass.

"Rum... How many years old wine..." Delov was sitting next to him, his fair complexion was a little red, and he was slightly drunk and muttered to himself: "Industrial production? Or small-scale private production? Brewed? Which one is delicious? To-be, or-not-to-be?"

"Don't think about those useless questions." Harry really did not drink less today. After the cup was full, he asked the messenger to fill Delov: "Today I am promoted! Let's just go ahead, even if we are not drunk. If you don’t return, you’ll be done! I don’t care about work for a day or two!"

Delov didn't drink much, and was slightly awake. He frowned and looked around, but when he saw the entire computer research institute, more than sixty programmers surrounded them tightly. There are scenes of drinking and chatting everywhere, and it is also rare that this group of otakus, who usually do not get out of the door, can go to the bar collectively to find pleasure.

Who said that today is indeed worth celebrating.

"You are promoted, congratulations!" Delof moved his **** to make himself more comfortable sitting: "But this also proves that Alice is going to make a big move. Look at her if it's possible... Some people?"

Seeing Delov swept everyone around him with his right arm, Harry killed half a cup of rum and said, "Maybe! You know, my buddies are folk hackers, but we have never There will be a shortage. If you really want to recruit again, you can easily bring in the 17th and 8th!"

This is the truth, but the level of staff, professionalism and awareness of confidentiality are more important than the number of people. Of course, Delov didn't intend to say much about this topic. He was all professionals, swaying the wine glass gently, and he turned the topic to himself.

"Umbrella headquarters is like a hospital." He smiled softly: "Every day, volunteers are tested. To say that this weight loss is really different from other diseases, the people's enthusiasm for signing up is really too high!"

Harry was a little confused and didn't care if his topic was interrupted. He waved his hand to Julian across the table. He followed the words: "The efficiency is a bit slow! Dude, at your current speed, I'm so scared. Will it be listed next year?"

"If you don't understand... don't talk nonsense, program... clerk." The waiter on the side filled the glass again, so after he got down, Delov became a bit drunk: "The new drug test is already very long. We are now in the final testing phase of multi-ethnic, bi-gender, and multi-aged divisions... Look for yourself, this is super fast!"

"A lot, a lot...Last test..." Harry had a big tongue, but it wasn't influenced by the jazz in the store. It was simply because he had difficulty understanding now: "What then?"

"Then it's a given point hospital." Delov gave him a blank look. It's okay for this programmer to have poor knowledge of the medical field: "Then we will continue to collect data. Let me tell you, this The speed is really fast. As far as we are at this stage, there are four stages in total. If it weren't for the effect of this medicine is too good...too good..."

"What's so great?"

"If it's not too good, ordinary medicine will last for ten years!"

Harry blinked vigorously. The jazz in the bar seemed a bit too noisy, and the cheering of colleagues around him was endless. He dug his ears because he wondered if he had heard it wrong.

"Ten, more than ten years!? So, that, that...that half of a biologist, wouldn't it be impossible to follow a few projects in a lifetime!?"

Harry's voice is somewhat higher, but fortunately the voices of the people around him are higher. Delov is still sober, but still drunk, and can't help looking around. Fortunately, 007 is just a movie plot after all. If anyone happens to be in this bar and listens specifically to the conversation between the two directors, then he would be really bad.

"Scientific research has always taken a long time." Delov was proud, proud, and contented, swaying his glass and said: "It's not the same as your computer. The first stage of testing a new drug is to find a The drug has the best effect, but the toxicity is not harmful to the human body. There will not be many people at this time, because after all, the risk is relatively high."

"In the second step, we have to consider the performance comparison between this medicine and the products on the market. After all, no one wants to toss for a long time and just made a waste? Of course, this is only a second stage. According to different experimental purposes, We will have different types of specific divisions. At this stage, roughly three, five, or seven years..."

As he spoke, and watched Harry swallowing his saliva, Delov was undoubtedly extremely satisfied: "It's still short, and it's not large in scale..."

"Still short!?"

"Penicillin? Aspirin? How many years will our product be used by people all over the world? Compared to the number of end users, even if we collect three to five hundred volunteers before and after, they can represent all mankind?"

"It seems to make sense..."

"The third stage is the highlight, but the content is actually very simple. It is to prove that the new drug is both effective and safe. Then you can watch it, Harry, after these three stages, batches of patients will continue to follow the follow-up after taking the drugs. , The accumulation, can it be about ten years in the near future?"

Regardless of drinking a lot of alcohol, Harry's IQ hadn't dropped to Forrest Gump's level. After listening to Delov, and thinking about it again, I can naturally compare how powerful this new drug is. This kind of immediate weight loss effect really saves everyone.

Of course, Harry didn't understand the specific research content, but he was very aware of the existence of the lipolytic enzyme-although he didn't know how the enzyme appeared.

"I said Delof..." The waiter actually filled the glass again and drank half of it in one breath. Harry was really excited today: "Look... I am also the director now, so I can't Tell me the secret? How did you research that enzyme? Did you synthesize the organic matter? Or did the boss take down her ribs for you to use? Your research institute is how many meters deep underground, eh, The basic security is so awesome, it's almost a match for the President's White House black room!"

When the two said this, of course their hands and feet did not stop, and Delov had already had another glass of wine. Of course, his sanity has not been affected, but it is inevitable that he feels a little airy.

"Look at this..." He put the wine glass back on the table with a bang, then took out his waist and took out a little guy that looked like a pager.

"Isn't this the emergency contact device the boss designed for us?" Harry was a little puzzled, after all, this thing was made by them "upstairs": "Show me what this thing is for?"

Delof smiled softly and said, "Did you forget the alarm function?"

At this point, Harry's drunkenness awakened slightly.

Alice, who sits in town every weekend, of course knows how to make the best use of everything. Asking the hardware department on the third floor to design an alarm or something is of course just a question of using her brain. As for the purpose, the combination of simple walkie-talkie and alarm function also happens to satisfy the evil psychology of hackers.

But when it comes to Delov's...

"The red light is a warning notice." The expression became a little serious, but the rather neutral face with the flush of drinking, Delov still feels weird: "You know, all of us are It’s underground, and it’s biochemical research, so it’s very safe."

"So this red light..."

"Of course it's not a display!"

Delof sneered. Who doesn’t know, the “on the ground” group are typical geeks of otaku, especially the group on the third floor. It’s not bad if they didn’t build a C-3PO shell. Alice’s contact device, of course, is It is specially prepared for the "underground" medical research institute.

Of course, of course, the functions are all unified, and there is no saying that "on the ground" is cutting corners. After all, this thing was originally designed by the hardware department. It's just that the "on the ground" really just treats it as a toy, while the "underground" really uses it.

"Ah~ It doesn't matter, it's your business."

Harry smiled, patted the same type of communication device on his waist, sipped happily and said: "But I said Delof, when do you take all of your employees out for fun? Don't you? It is always carried under the ground all day long, and it feels like a group of groundhogs..."

Harry was continuing to laugh at Delov a few times, but suddenly, a very penetrating buzzer sounded from Delov's communication device!

"What, what's going on!?"

"What happened!?"

"OMG! You spilled my pants on!"

Suddenly, the whole bar was silent, and everyone stopped talking and laughing. Even the jazz music that is still playing can't shield the sharp-eared buzzing like an air defense alarm at all!

"what the hell?"

At the heart of the storm~www.readwn.com~ Delov is the one who froze the most. He still has an emergency contact period in his hand, and the red light, which has actually never been used at all, is flashing dazzlingly at this time!

"Hurry up, open it up!"

"Delov!"

"Hey, Dove! Open it!"

It wasn't until Harry slapped him that Delov finally recovered and quickly pressed the button.

"Tudou Tudou, I am sweet potato! Tudou Tudou, I am the ground... is connected!?"

It was actually the voice of a young girl, but let alone the programmers present, even the owner of the Joey bar behind the bar, Joey, could tell the difference clearly.

"Isn't this little Ada on Reston Street?"

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