My Beautiful Landlord

After Ming finished speaking, we began to quietly wait for ten minutes to pass. Ten minutes isn't a long or a short period of time. I leaned against the hallway and quietly closed my eyes, feeling exhausted. From the time I escaped last night until now, only then would I be able to calm down.

I looked at Ming, who seemed to be used to this kind of voice. After hearing the sound coming from the cage, she quickly took the black cloth away. She only saw the mouse lying on the cage, firmly biting on the cage's frame. Its face and mouth did not even know that it had bled blood from trying to bite the cage, and the white mouse's eyes were completely red, as if it had been driven to its death.

"It seems like you know this reaction." Seeing that the white mouse had quieted down, the Ming tidied up the items and turned around to look at me, "You should have experienced the situation just now right?"

"People?" Ming expressed his oddity, but when he thought about the reaction of these white mice, he felt relieved, "Oh right, this type of powder should have already passed the stage of white rats' experiments. So those people you saw, are they the new people you were talking about? "

"If I'm not wrong, it should be." Those people in the fourth row were no longer human beings, alright? However, if you call him a new type of person, then he should be more pleasing to the ear.

"My experiment hasn't completely succeeded yet. If we want to create a new type of white mouse, the crazy white mouse that was just now shouldn't be their goal. People who could think of such a cruel method were definitely not simple characters, and their goal was definitely not as simple as it seemed. Furthermore, the craziness of the rat just now was not enough for it to have the desire to hurt others. " Ming said as he took out a report, "Maybe there's a problem with my investigation methods, but I keep having the feeling that there's one less method in the steps that can make the mouse completely crazy. So, I hope you can elaborate a little more on what you know. This score is not just for this. From the way that senior Chen has been targeted, it is clear that something is wrong. "

What did it mean? This medicine was not only used to create new types of people. However, what kind of person would have such a huge amount of money to conduct experiments on living people? Furthermore, it was also used by foreign tourists to conduct experiments.

When I thought about this, I even felt that some of the tourists from other countries had been specially arranged by their own countries to bring them here. It was an evil thought.

"Lin Hao? Is there a problem? " Seeing that I did not speak for a long time, Ming repeated his previous question, "If there are no problems, can you tell me more?"

"Oh, okay." I pulled my thoughts away. "It's one step too far."

"What?" The Ming suddenly became excited, as though she had thoroughly researched this matter, and this was what she was most interested in.

"Dissection." I calmly replied the Ming, but my mind was preoccupied with seeing the bloody Assiya in the mezzanine.

"Anatomy?" The Ming frowned and looked at my expression. Seeing that I was not lying, he turned to look at the white mouse that was covered in black cloth, "If you use the first bottle of medicine to stun yourself first, and then perform an autopsy on me, when the two drugs are mixed together, it is very likely that there will be accidents, such as death." The Ming said that there was nothing wrong with it. If it was given too much anesthesia, it would definitely shock or even kill people, let alone a white mouse.

"No, not that way." I interrupted the Ming, "The sedative is just to make it easier for the other party to bring the person away, while the dissecting is done when the person is conscious. That is to say, the person is not drugged, nor is the person knocked unconscious.

"F * ck, which bastard is planning on doing this?" A new type of person? You still want to play with the life of a little girl? That's fucking disgusting. " Old Chen slammed his palm on the table angrily.

"If we don't use anesthetic and knock people out, won't we have a high death rate?" Ming frowned even more.

The sharpness of the scalpel was much better than the ordinary knife. It could easily cut through the skin while performing the surgery. A person would experience pain even if they had a little wound, not to mention a living dissecting. Ming felt pain in his heart when he thought of a young girl dying during the dissecting process.

"The document I found did indeed mention death rates. But I don't know what method they used afterwards, but the death rate actually slowly increased. "

"Did you bring the document?" When Ming heard that there was a document, he immediately became interested. "I want to see the contents of that document. If you didn't bring it with you, then please give a copy to senior Chen when you get back. I must hurry up and research these things thoroughly. Otherwise, who knows how many girls will suffer from this kind of disaster."

"I didn't bring the documents with me. I originally wanted to exchange them with senior Chen for the ingredients and effects of the medicinal powder. I just didn't expect senior Chen to be targeted."

"Then I have a question. What is the purpose of their dissecting?" Ming directly asked.

"I don't know. I just found a different organ in their office. Eyes, tongue, heart, lungs, liver." I told him in detail what I'd seen in the office. "It's all numbered, probably the organs of girls who haven't been dissected. In addition, I saw another semi-finished product. "

"Semi-finished product? "What do you mean?" Ming was curious, what did it mean to be half finished?

"That's right, the person who was dissected." I calmly said.

"So, please tell me, what is the status of this semi-finished product?"