Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 393
"Bai Zhu, look at this."

On the last page of the report on "Experiment A", Medel found something unusual. The judgment above was a bit weird. The conclusion given by the biopharmaceutical company was "presumed dead".

This is a detail that only an insider can find out when reading.

"Presumed dead? Any questions?"

"For patients with Polrick's Psychic Syndrome, they are often the most valuable to the company after death. According to the normal process, they will dissect the body after the patient's death, and examine the various items in detail. data changes."

Although from the report, "Experiment A" is not unique compared to other patients, but the company has invested a lot of research costs on it. It stands to reason that they will never miss this final dissection process.

Bai Zhu subconsciously thought, "Because the patient's family refused to have an autopsy?"

"The one who took over the patient was Sprawl Biopharmaceuticals. Given the family's situation at the time, it was impossible to stop the company. With their approach, they should have signed an autopsy agreement when they took over the patient."

Medel couldn't think of any reason for Fengling's family to reject Mangrove Pharmaceuticals. They would pay a large sum of money for the body, which would greatly improve the family's situation. Don't let go of the experimental facilities, something must have happened in between."

It must be because of some irresistible reason that Manzhan Pharmaceutical failed to dissect the body of "Experiment A" as it wished.

"Wait...I found it."

Within a few seconds, Baizhu found an accident report, "There was a fire in the Shuangshenghua Prosthetic Hospital under Mansheng Pharmaceutical, which caused 1 death and 12 burns. They spent nearly a month later The rebuilding of the hospital was completed."

"Where was the wind chime during the accident?"

"……at home."

The search results were beyond Bai Zhu's expectations, and this was one of the few things she could find about the situation in the Fengling family. "At that time, she was preparing for the family trial."

This trial has been passed down from generation to generation in the family. It is an important assessment standard for every patriarch. The sword drawing technique is the only part of their publicity, but the effect of the publicity is very little. Out of date, flashy technique.

Practicing sword drawing requires years of practice, and even after mastering it, it is difficult to compete with modern equipment.

Bai Zhu pointed to the screen, "Look at this one. That day, Fengling was undergoing closed practice before the trial. Three days later, she passed the trial and set a record."

There are very few people who have read this promotion, and all the text and pictures are more like self-entertainment within a small circle.

And on the other side.

The whole hospital is on fire.

It was an ice-blue flame that Song Lan had never seen before. Even if she put her hand into the flame, she couldn't feel any temperature.

The flames were connected together, occupying the entire ward, and slowly spreading outward.

"Look, I'm right."

He looked at his right hand that was deeply engulfed in the flames, and the immature and ethereal voice reappeared in his mind, "The fire is not hot at all."

Gradually, the blue flame blocked his sight and everything in the ward.

He returned to the roof of the Tesla Technology Building. I don't know if it was an illusion, but today's cold wind has become more bitter.

The "Guardian Spirit" had already moved the finger attached to Song Lan's palm to another place. It tilted its head and watched Song Lan quietly.

At the same time, he received a text message from Bai Zhu.

The fire at Twinflower Prosthetic Hospital was mentioned above, and the briefing on the fire.

In the end, Wansheng Pharmaceutical did not find the body of "Experiment A". Three days after the fire broke out, that is, the day when Fengling completed the family trial, the briefing on the fire and the saber were returned to the family.

It was the only remnant the company found at the scene.

Childhood is not always happy.

At least for the wind chimes and the "Guardian Spirit" in front of them.

Combined with the fire briefing sent by Dr. Baizhu, Song Lan completed the last piece of the puzzle. The body of the "Guardian Spirit" died in the fire, but it was attached to the knife in a similar way to Elmon.

In a certain way, she continuously diverted the side effects of the medicine for Feng Ling, and made it what it is now.

Wind chimes have thus become the miracle of genetics in the eyes of biopharmaceutical companies.

Song Lan could imagine how excited the company would be if they knew this secret. This would open the door to a new world for them, bringing together all the children suffering from Polik's Psychic Syndrome. The "miracle of genetics" is mass-produced.

For Feng Ling himself, not being able to remember seems to be the best result.

"You don't want her to remember."

The "Guardian Spirit" nodded. This time, she didn't need to carve any writing on the ground.

"But she's already aware of it."

The blank memory in my heart is the whole reason that drove Fengling to the seventeenth district, and what's worse, the "Guardian Spirit" is not the only keeper of this secret. There I learned the whole story of this matter.

When Fengling abnormally applied to the council and embarked on a journey to the seventeenth district, she personally revealed a corner of this secret.

"You don't want her to see you?"

Almost instinctively, the "Guardian Spirit" nodded violently, but this behavior did not last too long. A little confusion appeared in her scarlet eyes, and then she shook her head slightly.

"I see."

Song Lan picked up the fire axe, he felt that he had to leave this ghostly place like an ice cellar.

The world has always been cold.

This is also the case now. If he stays here for a while, he will definitely catch a cold. After all, he is just a civilian, and his body cannot be compared with the weapons created by biopharmaceutical companies.

"But I can at least assure you of one thing, District [-] is safe."

The "Guardian Spirit" tilted his head, looking at Song Lan even more confused.

For the first time in a long time, she met someone who could perceive his own existence and establish communication, but he was weirder than anyone else, wearing a chemical protective suit that covered his whole body features, a gas mask, and his hands There was also a fire ax in his hand, and he didn't look like a person from this world, no matter how he looked or how he looked.

Song Lan walked to the entrance of the rooftop. Thin frost covered the window of the security door, and strokes slowly emerged on the thin frost. He waited patiently for these strokes to form a complete sentence.

"who are you?"

"I'm just an ordinary civilian."

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