Therapy Planet No. 13

The cold blade was attached to Dawn's face, and in the darkness, followed by a weak emergency light, Locke had the illusion that he was carving some kind of supreme artifact.

No, this is an exquisite work of art.

It is the greatest handicraft he has ever created.

"...Quack, quack doctor."

Gong Qi's voice came weakly.

He accepted most of Dawn's thoughts, one of which was that he was never willing to call Locke's name properly, and insisted on calling him his nickname on the 13th.

"Oh, still alive?"

Locke divided his mind and threw his attention on Gong Qi, and sneered in his mouth: "I've been beaten into lice, but I still have the strength to speak... It's a big fate."

"Are you bringing something?"

Gong Qi ignored him. He struggled to sit up and was about to stand up, but because of a bullet embedded in his calf joint, he became unstable, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.

"It's pathetic."

Locke said, "Hey, Sanxingdui is no big deal. The mechanical legs made can't even break a bullet casing."

Of course, this is just a joke.

After all, Jeffrey uses the high-end products produced by the military. Comparing the advanced experimental products of the two sides is like taking the sharpest spear to the most solid shield. There is no comparison.

"Did you bring it?"

Gong Qi is a little anxious, if you don't hurry up, the three of them will have to die here when the energy repair is successful!

"Dawn's mental state is very unstable now. I'm already her limit to 'assimilate'. If it wasn't for the lack of manpower, she wouldn't think of 'assimilating' Yurek."

Gong Qi's face was gloomy: "Now that Yurek is dead, Dawn's spiritual network has also suffered a serious backlash. If you don't go out quickly to do a comprehensive inspection, even if you survive, most of them will become vegetative."

"Oh, what are you in a hurry for?" Locke sneered, "You didn't study medicine before, so this judgment was also told to you by Dawn?"

He snorted softly: "The knowledge in that kid's head hasn't been learned from me... I know it."

Gong Qi gritted his teeth. He knew why Dawn hated his teeth when he talked about Locke. This kind of rambling that was never in a state was really annoying!

"You'd better be aware," he said.

Locke ignored him, put his suitcase on the stage, pulled out the combination lock, and slowly opened it, revealing the petri dish inside.

—In the pale green solution, there is a seven-year-old Mrs. Searle's brain floating.

"Freshly baked, you are satisfied."

"Oh right." Locke took out another vessel, which also contained a human brain, but slightly larger than the one at Dawn, "This is yours."

Locke pulled away a smile: "I have edited some 'memory' in this brain in advance. If they detect it, they will not detect anything."

His tone was rather smug: "You must know that I have had so many dealings with Queen Egg. Although there is no way to edit the mental network, this small trick can still be achieved."

"That's good."

Gong Qi's tensed face from the pain was also obviously relieved.

"Come on, let's take care of your injuries before leaving."

Locke stopped Gong Qi who was about to leave with Dawn in his arms, shook his head, put his finger on his lips, and signaled him not to be too impatient.

"After all, we also need to get the Aboriginal people of Z4 — the real Brian Zebright and Lee Henry — to testify."

Locke's body moved away, revealing the operating table lying behind him.

Only then did Gong Qi notice that there were still two people lying on it.

If he knew the staff of Z4, he would definitely recognize it at a glance, that is Li Henry who went out to talk about stomach troubles before! And Brian Ziblett himself, who is exactly the same as the current Locke!

At this time, the heads of the two of them were covered with electrodes, and the colorful lines of the computer screen on the side were intertwined. Even people like Gong Qi who didn't know how to do it knew that Locke was doing something huge. project.

"Don't open your eyes so big, I just 'little' tampered with memory like that Self's brain."

Looking at Gong Qi's expression, Locke explained with great interest: "TGR-13-DAWN and the corpse number 07 were decomposed by two people together, the brain was completely cut off, and the remaining limbs have been thrown into the crematorium for cremation - I didn't see it. To anything out of the ordinary. You see, it's that simple."

"Well...he's from the Alliance after all."

Locke shook the work card, and Brian's smiling face was extremely bright.

He smiled indifferently: "I don't want those stinky pirates to find out that I used their people to secretly take over private work."

Infiltrating the identity and escaping the starship are all chess pieces placed by the Liberty Alliance in advance. Locke swore to Boyd that as long as he is given a chance to infiltrate Sanxingdui, he can bring out the latest research results of Sanxingdui.

Boyd did not find any clues when he tested this remark. After weighing it for a long time, he gave Locke the opportunity to go deep into the tiger's den this time.

What he didn't expect was that the lie detector didn't detect Locke's mood swings, naturally it wasn't because the lie detector was broken or something else.

Locke is telling the truth.

The latest research results - never refer to cold data and information.

Just living people.

Gong Qi looked at Locke with a complicated expression.

"Come on, lie down, and I'll get you the shells."

Locke said briskly, his voice was neither rushed nor slow, and he could not see any nervousness at all.

Gong Qi felt that the appearance of Locke holding a scalpel was exactly the same as that of the legendary demon in **** holding a trident.

***

Rhodes, who received Riley's report, was busy with the public opinion of a large-scale social experiment.

"I see."

After listening to Riley's brief debriefing, he nodded, then remembered that it was not a video conference, Riley couldn't see his movements at all, so he cleared his throat and said something.

"We are sending people to Z4, but because the energy is cut off, all large vehicles are paralyzed, and they can only run over, so it will take a little time."

Riley on the other end of the communicator said, "If the rebels had been prepared, they would have pinpointed this time difference."

Riley has left the laboratory at this moment. As the director of the institute, it is naturally impossible to find Dawn in person.

Rather than an experimental subject planning to escape, what she needs to worry about is the energy problem of the entire institute.

"The repair team has arrived."

Rhode vaguely heard someone on the other end of the communicator reporting the latest progress to Riley.

When Sanxingdui was first established, for concealment and for confidentiality reasons, almost all large-scale and important equipment were directly connected to special energy-supply stations, with little or no backup energy.

It is to prevent someone from stealing information and taking it to the outside black market to buy it and sell it, or even directly flow into the hands of any forces big or small that dislike the federation.

Leaving the main energy supply system, those high-precision instruments in Sanxingdui are just a pile of scrap metal.

Of course, huge gains are accompanied by huge risks. Once the main energy source loses its energy supply, the entire research institute will fall into a state of 99% paralysis.

When the federation was established, it was not without consideration of this issue, but Sanxingdui used the same level of equipment as the federation in terms of site selection and defense system. At that time, the parliament also discussed it for a long time, and finally the technological conceit of the federation was occupied. Upside, even with this hidden danger, people think the risk is still minimal.

But it happens to be one percent, and it happens now.

"traffic congestion."

Rhodes glanced at the constantly noisy Star Network with contempt. Almost every few minutes, there would be a "once in a hundred years" freeze-the traffic volume was too large, and the signal tower could not handle so many spiritual network links.

"I look at paralyzing things, not just traffic."

He took a deep breath: "I already know the specific situation. I will continue to follow up. Whether it is found or not, I will ask for the answer in half an hour."

"clear."

Riley nodded simply, and before hanging up, his tone was hesitant: "Do you think...is it a coincidence?"

The experimental subjects left on the 13th fled, just happened to meet the public opinion of a large number of social experiments on Xingwang. Liming stayed in Sanxingdui for so long, even if there is no concrete evidence, just mention a few encryption experiments, it can attract the attention of people who are interested. At this critical time, the most taboo thing is to shake people's hearts.

Even if there is no hard evidence, people will doubt and question.

If a few more "parties" with "personal experience" jump out at this time, it is not certain how many people at the bottom will join the interstellar pirates.

Such consequences are undoubtedly very unfavorable to the Federation.

If you say that there is no plan in advance, no one will believe it at all!

How Dawn hooked up with the outside world, this Riley has been able to guess one or two.

only-

when?

How many "them" people are out there? Is it just the wave of people who came out on the 13th, or are they already allied with interstellar pirates? Or is this play simply derived from interstellar pirates, and there are no other experimental subjects from 13 good backgrounds involved at all?

Will the next step push Dawn to the cusp of making a statement?

Follow-up questions follow one after another, even if she is a non-political person, she can figure out a lot of questions just by thinking about it.

It is not enough to imagine the follow-up possibilities, but also to come up with corresponding countermeasures.

Riley felt only a dull pain in his temples.

"Senator Luo, the Propaganda Department is no longer able to control the public opinion on the Star Network, and they apply for religious intervention."

An assistant trotted over to report.

"If necessary, they hope to dispatch the Satyr sacrifice to stabilize public opinion."

"Need not."

Rhodes laughed lightly as he looked at the government conspiracy theories that appeared on Star Online.

"Who said we did this kind of experiment?"

He calmly met the assistant's stunned eyes.

"Contact all the media, big and small, official, private... oh yes, don't forget about the black market."

Rhodes opened his right hand and looked at the well-organized lines on his palm.

"Those filthy pirates can do whatever they can to achieve their goals, under the guise of human rights and equality, of course they will easily recruit a group of devout believers."

Rhode smiled lightly: "If you change the direction of the rails, you can save the whole car on the premise of sacrificing one person... For the sake of the whole car, it's okay to sacrifice one person, right? As long as you don't let everyone know, the conductor will be the hero."

The three hand lines radiate from one point, expand outward, and become minions.

"It could be a person or something else lying there."

"what do you mean…"

"You ask them to check, our lovely Zerg, Your Majesty Isabella Fernando, why haven't you shown your face for a long time?"

Rhodes smiled mischievously: "Even if it is the Alliance, the Zerg obeys the great Fernando, right?"

He said, and replied to the communicator that was talking to Riley: "Riley, there are no coincidences and no miracles in this world. Put away your naive thinking, mutation and disorder only apply to life. Science has never had anything to do with politics."

After Rhodes finished speaking, he cut off the communication.

The huge floor-to-ceiling glass window in front of him reflected Rhodes' calm smile, and the blue eyes were the vast starry sky above his head.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to be the overlord~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: An Huan 1 piece

Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles late

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^.

I'm just showing you Jinjiang's automatic thank you system, really, it's not suitable for a straight guy like me (x)

Also, happy holidays to everyone.