Trafford's Trading Club

"Ah... I want to die. "

Ren Ziling collapsed into a chair in her office like a zombie. Her eyes were blank and her face was withered as if she had been visited by all the men in the city.

The door was opened, Lizi directly came in with a bag of buns while biting one. She said in surprise, "Sister Ren, you can actually come to work?! I thought you would need half a day off to sleep. "

"I want to die..." Ren Ziling rubbed her stomach, "Lizi, give me a glass of water."

"Here you are."

After Ren Ziling drank a mouth of water, she rubbed her nose and asked, "Well, what happened last night? You sent me home? "

"You don’t know that?" Lizi was astonished, "Didn’t Luo Qiu tell you?"

"I don’t know." Ren Ziling bitterly said, "I was alone at home when I woke up this morning... Well, how did I get back? Oh, the room! Did they do it? "

"..." Lizi didn’t know whether to cry or to laugh, she just sat down and seriously said, "Sister Ren, if I said no, will you be disappointed?"

"So... What did I experience last night? Ren Ziling asked hesitantly.

Lizi laughed, then she mysteriously smiled and seriously said, "It’s better to forget some things. After all, it is better not to know what you have experienced... Sister Ren, trust me, you will choose to forget it if you know the truth."

"What! So mysterious?" Ren Ziling frowned, "Did I get drunk and run naked in the streets?"

Ho, ho, ho ho... Lizi just could only give such a response.

"Will you tell me or not? Why are you so mischievous today!" Subeditor Ren suddenly jumped out of her chair and tried to pinch Lizi’s face.

"Stop! Don’t run! I promise I won’t strangle you! "

The magazine office was full of vigor in the morning.

But this chase did not last long--- the magazine’s boss stopped it, "Do you take this as your home?! Do not behave like this in the office! "

Maybe the bad mood of the boss was just because he didn’t find his ticket package and directly located the criminal.

But he had no choice--- if that woman didn’t say anything to his offensive wife, he would be grateful.

"Well, these are two TV station’s passes." The boss gave them to Ren Ziling and Lizi, "The debut of Singer tonight, you two go and take some good pictures. And you had better get something to write."

Ren Ziling glanced at the pass and shook her head, "I’m not interested in entertainment news. You know I prefer to follow up the case of headless corpse several days ago. "

"Ren Ziling!! Give me back my tickets! "

"Lizi, pack up your things, let’s go, to... the TV station!"

The boss immediately smiled when he saw Ren Ziling pull Lizi to leave swiftly, "Humph, I knew your moral integrity was low!"

...

...

Ma Houde was called by Old Qin to a room in the forensic department.

"Well, Old Qin, you can tell me about the autopsy results once you get it, but why did you bring me here?" Officer Ma confusedly looked at old Qin, who was playing with the computer.

Old Qin set up the software screen of a computer, "I simulate an experiment with the computer so the explanation will be clearer... Look. "

Old Qin pointed to the computer screen and said, "According to the wounds in the neck of the body, we simulated the situation where the deceased’s head was broken."

"Then what kind of lethal weapon is it?" Ma Houde suddenly became very interested.

Old Qin said nothing, he just clicked ’Start’--- the cross-section of the neck of the deceased began to be carefully deduced on the computer’s simulated image.

"These wounds were created in one go and there was no pause. In addition, according to the shape of the wound, I made a similar model."

"It’s... it’s something like a sawtooth steel trap? "Ma Houde was stunned, the computer synthesized an enormous steel trap. "Is this the weapon?"

Old Qin calmly said, "To directly bite a person’s neck needs biting power, even the steel trap can’t provide it... But what was weird is, the wound shape shows that it really is a huge steel trap."

Ma Houde was surprised, "If it’s not the trap, then what kind of thing has such great biting power? Is it the mouth of a Tyrannosaurus?"

Old Qin looked at the stupid Ma Houde, "Do you think there would not be panic if a Tyrannosaurus came here?"

"I’m just saying..." Ma Houde shrugged, "But at least it’s a clue before the deceased’s head is found. Then, anything else?"

Old Qin now sternly said, "Do you remember the weird mucus at the scene?"

Ma Houde nodded.

Old Qin said, "It is not liquid, but a kind of cell... A cell that I have never seen before. "

Ma Houde pretended to understand, "You mean bacteria or something like that?"

Old Qin said with expressionless eyes, "Cells."

"Mr. Qin, I surrender! I don’t understand! Please say it straight! " Ma Houde thought it would be better not to pretend.

Now old Qin began to extract some strange mucus and put them under a microscope, but at the same time he dropped a drop of red liquid on the mucus, "The red is a kind of bacteria, and the light white is mucus, look."

Ma Houde squinted his eyes and looked at them carefully, soon he surprisingly said, "Oh, they are eaten... These mucus cells ate the germ cells. "

"Devoured." Old Qin now seriously said, "In addition, I almost used all the bacteria that I could find to have a test, and the results are same. Whatever it is, the mucus cells will eat it up."

"Sh*t! What a weird mucous... Is it a virus?"

Old Qin shook his head, "It’s not a virus, it’s just cell. No infections, no harm, and what’s more miraculous is that this cell has a powerful healing power... Old Ma, do you know what I’m thinking of?"

"What are you thinking of?"

Old Qin narrowed his eyes, "Macrophages... But obviously, that’s not an ordinary macrophage that the outside world can cultivate now. Because every time it devours a virus, it will produce some characteristics of it... With so many bacteria being devoured, its internal structure is not broken, but became stronger instead. Furthermore, it arranged itself in a perfect order, like... "

"Like what?"

Old Qin took a deep breath, "It can also digest and absorb, absorb all viruses for its own use, and then... evolve!"

"This... Sh*t, are you talking about aliens?" Ma Houde suddenly got shocked.

Wasn’t it?

In such a place filled with all kinds of instruments and facing weird forensic old Qin who was not smiling.

"Not aliens." Old Qin shook his head. "I just thought of a man."

Old Qin pulled out a book from the shelf next to him, opened it and said, "I remember this man... Thirty years ago, he put forward a hypothesis in the medical community about whether a self-evolving macrophage could be developed to treat difficult cancers. I’ve found that this kind of amazing cells have a lot of similarities with the hypothetical macrophage which he proposed... In other words, these magical cells are more perfect than the macrophage in his idea."

"You suspect that these cells have something to do with this foreign doctor?" Ma Houde frowned. "But how many years ago was this hypothesis proposed?"

"Thirty years ago."

Ma Houde smacked his tongue and said, "Now, Is this guy 97 or 98 years old?"

Old Qin just shook his head... Apparently, he had been wondering for more than two days, "In fact, he died shortly after he wrote the book."

Ma Houde looked at the author’s name of the book at the moment, reading it softly.

Carle·Faust.

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