Mysterious creature sightings

Ling Jiangyue was quickly sent back to Yunshuji. According to Ling Jiangyu, all the necessary monitoring equipment was moved to her home, and two researchers were hired with a high salary to take care of her.

Although Lin Zheng also went back with him, Ling Jiangyu also moved there. With this elder brother here, he would be scrutinized if he took a step closer to Ling Jiangyue.

Moreover, when there were many people, the room was not quiet enough, and Ling Jiangyue was unable to get a good rest.

In the end, he could only agree to come here every two hours and spend the rest of the time next door handling the work of the special investigation office.

Ling Jiangyue didn't help at all. She acted like an innocent, honest and poor person with no right to speak. If anyone looked at her, she would pretend to be asleep. When no one looked at her, she would open her eyes to see the excitement.

Ling Jiangyu and Lin Zheng were both angry and laughing. Considering that she was not feeling well and needed to rest, they could only go out to confront her and did not dare to disturb her more.

As soon as they left, the two researchers were waiting outside again. Ling Jiangyue finally took advantage of the situation and found his cell phone to make a call.

TA was waiting for the call. After answering the call, he quickly asked without waiting for her to speak: "Are you injured? How is the situation? Don't hide it from me, I'm very worried about you."

"What's there to worry about? I sent you a copy of the D.M. Research Institute's information. Doesn't that mean I have complete control over those people?"

Her voice changed from the soft whisper she had just spoken to Lin Zheng and Ling Jiangyu, becoming cold and weird.

TA: "Even if you can control them, it's not completely safe. All you can control are living organisms. I heard that there was a fire fight at the border. Were you injured inside? Or did you do it to dispel the suspicion of the Special Investigation Division? Injured yourself?"

"You are so smart," she complimented perfunctorily, "but I didn't push the man who was warming the bed away just to listen to your nonsense. Have you read those materials?"

"...What man?"

"You're still talking nonsense."

"..." TA took a deep breath, "Lin Zheng, right? You're just wading into a frying pan."

He spoke faster and faster: "If you insist on making something that is already dangerous more complicated, if the mouse falls asleep next to the cat, you won't be afraid that one day he will find out about your problem and send you to the Department of Human Sciences for an autopsy."

"Then what can I do? He is good to me -" She deliberately said it exaggeratedly, and the degree of beautification was even more exaggerated than the beautification effect of the elderly machine.

"I was taken away by those idiots, and he came to rescue me without stopping. He thought I had been tortured by Kyle, and asked me to aim at Kyle's head and shoot him in the head to vent my anger. Knowing that I was injected with hallucinogens, he didn't care about anything. He brought me back after putting down the finishing work, and stayed with me day and night..."

"Although it's not a big deal to say it, poor Ling Jiangyue has never enjoyed such treatment. I walked through the underground passage of the research institute, and that passage was so similar to your father's underground laboratory passage. Under the influence of the hallucinogen, I thought back to those days, and I felt so pitiful that I wanted to cry. Someone could have saved me from those tortures, but it was a pity that they abandoned their conscience and ran away."

"So when I found someone who was so kind to me, I really wanted to shed my tears for the past ten years on him. Do you think I should like him? That's right."

What she said was sensational, and all she had to do was play, play, and sing along with it, which amplified the emotions exponentially.

TA was speechless and tortured by guilt.

Ling Jiangyue didn't hear the sound from the other side and sneered.

"You are such a bitch. You have to listen to me say ugly things once before you will talk about business. Can you talk now? What did you find in those materials?" He took a deep breath to suppress his emotions and lowered his tone: "I found a lot."

"Tell me more specifically."

"Much of their research targets treatments for rare conditions, including heart disease, severe allergic diseases, immune deficiencies, ALS, as well as regeneration of amputated limbs and prion research."

Ling Jiangyue raised his eyebrows and said with a strange tone: "So he is a good person who does good things."

TA: "If we don't completely disregard moral laws, abuse biological and human bodies for experiments, and don't trade these human lives to obtain large bounties, we can indeed be regarded as good people and good deeds."

But their original intention is not to save the sick poor people and contribute to the development of world medical technology, but to attack innocent people in exchange for the rights and interests of the sick rich people.

TA continued: "Their recent research focus is on the voluntary control of human muscle groups by the mutant Ophiuchus hemiformis, avoiding damaged motor neurons in the brain and developing another way to regain control of the limbs."

"But the fungal spores are too dangerous. They did not conduct full indoor research. Instead, they selected a few remote places with few people, released the fungus indiscriminately to infect citizens, and then took away the corpses for research on the pretext of helping with disposal."

"It was just that there was no progress until they discovered myolysis in one of the corpses in the laboratory and found a harmonious symbiosis between streptococci and mutated fungi."

"It's really bold," she expressed her opinion, "but I can guess that they are not good people with high moral standards, and there is no need to repeatedly understand their research process. Is there any information I want to know in it?"

"Yes," he seemed to be tearing something open, and the sound of pouring water and brewing was a little clear, "Those streptococci did not accidentally infect the corpse. This has something to do with Zhuang Cheng."

"Oh?" Finally reaching the point, Ling Jiangyue became interested, "Kyle said that Zhuang Cheng met them because they bought medicine, and finally got some inside information about the research institute and wanted to cooperate with them."

"It is indeed a cooperation, regarding the production of hyaluronic acid. This thing can be used in skin care products, and can also be used in the medical field, such as cell regeneration and the treatment of joint diseases."

She couldn't connect and asked out of curiosity: "What is the relationship between hyaluronic acid and streptococci?"

"The hyaluronic acid currently produced in large quantities at home and abroad is produced by Streptococcus. There are many of them. It is easy to extract free hyaluronic acid from the cell fermentation broth. Compared with the past extraction from the umbilical cord, cockscomb, and vitreous body of the eye, it is also easier to extract. Don’t worry about Botox and prions.”

"Zhuang Cheng wanted to use this to revitalize Zhuang Pharmaceutical, but he probably didn't expect that the research done by this institute was not that ordinary at all, or he guessed that it was just for cooperation in exchange for benefits, and he planned to pretend not to know."

Ling Jiangyue probably understood and asked: "Kyle, why do they use streptococci to produce hyaluronic acid?"

TA: "In human-monkey grafting experiments, it is used for joint cell regeneration research and prion research."

Human-monkey grafting? She walked through the underground passage that day and indeed sensed some strange creatures that were dying to survive.

Ling Jiangyue showed a disgusted expression: "Then what research have they done on human experiments? I only saw part of it, but I didn't find any information related to Zhuang's Pharmaceuticals, Chu Qing, or your father."

TA: "Does suicide bombing count? Serum525 serum fuel."

Ling Jiangyue's brows twitched slightly. (End of chapter)