The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

The two asked some students, and walked together to Oxford University's Institute of Biology.Linghu's real name is Luca, and he is also a well-known man at Oxford University.One is that she is a double Ph.D. in the fields of biology and chemistry from Oxford University. There are almost no women who can occupy a foothold in this field; others firmly remember.

The Institute of Biology of Oxford University has many Nobel Prize winners and members of the Royal Society, and hundreds of postdoctoral staff and doctoral students, which is also one of the few in the world.

The Institute is relatively open, except for some important laboratories, access is relatively free, not only restricted to Oxford students.

Linghu's laboratory is in a remote corner of the research institute, Zhao Ziyang and An Qier had to go around for a long time before finally finding it.But this is also in line with Linghu's style. She likes to do her own research without being disturbed by others.

Her research topics are completely different from those of other people in the institute, and they are all based on her own interests, including obtaining the title of double doctorate in biochemistry.If she didn't have this kind of freewheeling interest, I'm afraid this little girl would never run into the mercenary group.

The door of the laboratory was ajar, Zhao Ziyang pulled Angel and gently pushed the door open and walked in.As soon as I walked in, I saw mineral water bottles thrown on the ground and a few unfinished burgers.It can be seen that Linghu is very busy, so busy that he eats these things every day to fill his stomach.

"Linghu." Zhao Ziyang called Linghu to the empty hall.

There was no response, and the person seemed to be absent.

Picking up the mineral water bottle and the leftover hamburger on the ground, Zhao Ziyang walked into the house and walked straight to a closed door.Angel, on the other hand, cleaned up the clothes, socks, shoes, hats and other things that were thrown on the sofa, and made a place for herself to sit down.

"Beep beep..." Zhao Ziyang knocked on the door lightly, and called Linghu again: "Linghu, I am a special soldier."

There was a chaotic sound in the house, and the back door was pulled open heavily, and Linghu hurriedly trotted out from inside.

"Ah! Special forces!" Linghu exclaimed excitedly, hugged Zhao Ziyang, and let out a joyful voice: "I miss you so much, I miss you every day. Fortunately, you finally came to find me alive."

Zhao Ziyang's body stiffened after being hugged by Linghu. The reason was that Linghu was only wearing a pair of panties and a bra. With such an embrace, he could clearly feel the softness and smooth skin on his chest.

It doesn't matter if no one sees it, the key is that Angel is still sitting on the sofa.

"I, I didn't come alone." Zhao Ziyang said to Linghu awkwardly, and turned to look at Angel.

"Wait!" Linghu let go of Zhao Ziyang's neck, rushed into his laboratory, and then hurried out.

Linghu ran out with a syringe in his hand, and the expression on his face was the excitement that Zhao Ziyang was most familiar with.

"Borrow a tube of type AB blood first." Linghu pulled Zhao Ziyang's left arm over, swiftly thrust the needle into his blood vessel, and drew out a large tube of blood in a hurry.

Zhao Ziyang had a wry smile on his face, and he wanted to draw blood as soon as they met, what kind of thing is that?Linghu thought she was right, she wanted to draw her own blood.

Linghu, who had drawn a tube of blood, nodded in satisfaction, and asked Zhao Ziyang with a happy smile, "What did you just say? You didn't come alone?"

"Here." Zhao Ziyang pointed to Angel who was sitting on the sofa.

"Ah!" Linghu let out a surprised sound, and ran towards Angel wearing panties and a bra like that, with an excited voice of reunion after a long absence: "Anqier, my baby, I miss you so much, giggling..."

Linghu threw himself on the sofa and hugged Angel, opened his mouth to kiss Angel's bright red lips, and touched Angel's whole body in a very rascally way.

"Thanks to the Virgin Mary, my baby angel is unscathed."

"Go away!" An Qier pushed Linghu away, a blush appeared on her fair cheeks, and said to Angel coldly: "I am very disappointed to see you are still alive."

"Hehehe..." Linghu smiled triumphantly, and hugged Angel even tighter.

"That..." Zhao Ziyang swallowed a mouthful of spit when he saw Linghu's movements, and wanted to explain to Linghu why he came, and invited her to return to the Lurker.

What Linghu is best at is something that no one can replace, not even a thousand troops.Her research project is a weapon of mass destruction, but this weapon of mass destruction is different from the ordinary one. Linghu studies natural weapons.

As long as she is given enough conditions, she can create what she thinks is an earthquake, and can create various climates to exert negative effects on the enemy.

Linghu once did an imperfect experiment, detonating 10 tons of TNT on a small island in the Pacific Ocean. Two days later, an earthquake with a magnitude of 2000 occurred on the east coast of Africa more than 6.6 miles away.

In addition to using dynamite to create a seismic weapon, she managed to use silver iodide cloth to start the rainy season somewhere in the African grasslands earlier, resulting in a two-month extension of the dry season.Also, she can create high-density drizzle at will, which makes it very difficult for local radars and soldiers to search for targets.

There are also ecological weapons, including oxygen-absorbing weapons, ozone weapons, chemical rain weapons, etc...

This is a physical weapon better than a nuclear bomb. It is prone to landslides, violent winds and huge waves. Its shocking destructive power and frightening deterrent effect are enough to swallow an army in a very short period of time and destroy Countless cities and villages can even raze a small country to the ground in an instant.

The most important thing is the concealment of natural weapons, which makes opponents hard to guard against, and after being hit, they don't know who to declare war on.

It's just that now Linghu's thoughts are all on Zhao Ziyang, and she has found a new research topic: gene mutation.

"Oh, I'm hungry!" Linghu touched his stomach suddenly in surprise, clicked his pink mouth twice, blinked his eyes, and said to Zhao Ziyang naturally: "I have no money, please let me know." Have a meal!"

Among the lurkers, the richest person is Linghu, and the poorest is also Linghu.Her research project is simply a bottomless pit, and no amount of money can be heard in it.According to a rough estimate, the money she spent on research in the previous year was enough to compare with the GDP of some small countries in ten or even twenty years.

"Okay, I'll treat you to dinner, let's go eat Chinese food." Zhao Ziyang readily agreed, he was the only man here, so naturally he had to treat guests to dinner, although Angel still withheld his money.

"Wait! Wait!" Linghu let go of Angel, and said loudly to Zhao Ziyang: "Special soldier, I have researched a mouse just like you!"

With a sound of "snap", Angel put the clothes on Linghu's body, and signaled her to put on the clothes with her eyes.

"Hey..." Linghu stuck out his tongue mischievously, put on the denim shorts, put on a T-shirt, and hurriedly dragged Angel and Zhao Ziyang into his laboratory.

Rats, guinea pigs, rats everywhere!

In Angel's laboratory, besides the instruments, there are mice. All the mice have a small plate with a number on their necks.One cage for one mouse, this laboratory is the world of mice.

"Look, look at that mutant number 0348." Angel pointed to a little white mouse excitedly, and said with bright eyes: "No. 0348 is almost the same as you. I will extract the substance from your blood and inject it into No. 0348." , Guess what? My God, it’s unbelievable that the 0348 variant also possesses the ability of rapid cell fission growth!"

Zhao Ziyang has a black line on his face, the variant number 0348 is also a variant, why do you say it is the same as yourself?

Linghu quickly put on the sterile gloves, reached out and took 0348 out of the cage, placed it on a special laboratory table, bound the mouse firmly, and handed Zhao Ziyang a scalpel.

"Special soldier, give it a knife." Linghu was full of excitement.

"How to give?"

"Scratch its fur a little deeper. Don't kill it. This is the only mutant cultivated among the thousands." Linghu told Zhao Ziyang, watching Zhao Ziyang slash the knife with wide eyes.

"Squeak..." The little white mouse screamed in pain, and a stream of red blood flowed down its hind legs.

"An Qier, Angel, look quickly!" Linghu moved the microscope over to the mouse's wound, and slightly opened the wound with tweezers.

Angel leaned on the microscope and observed the changes in the mice's wounds through the microscope.

After a while, An Qier raised her head in shock, looked at Zhao Ziyang, then at An Qier, and nodded her head in approval.

"Haha..." Linghu threw the little white mouse into the cage, and said proudly: "As long as I find out what is catalyzing cell fission, I can develop a drug specifically for muscle tears. At that time, I will create a new field, the Nobel Prize must be mine, and I will be the youngest Nobel Prize winner, hehe!"

Angel nodded approvingly, and she also hoped that the development of Linghu would be successful.

"Ambition!" Zhao Ziyang stretched out his thumb to Linghu and praised her.

"Hey..." Linghu smiled slyly, pulled Zhao Ziyang's arm, pouted and said pitifully, "Special soldiers, I only cultivate this mother body..."

"Then what do you mean?" Zhao Ziyang had a bad feeling.

"That's, that's why you give me more blood? When the time comes, there will be half of my Nobel Prize and half of yours. What do you think?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Ziyang suddenly rang a song, that song is called the moon of fifteen, and there is a line that says: The military medal has half of you and half of me...

"Are you still hungry?" Zhao Ziyang asked Linghu with a smile.

"Oh, eat and eat! I'm starving to death, I've been eating hamburgers for three days!"

After being reminded by Zhao Ziyang, Linghu immediately threw the Nobel Prize aside.Those who can win the Nobel Prize are all grown up eating, hehe, the most important thing is that the blood bank came to the door, haha...