The man who suddenly appeared in the computer video called himself a pharmacist and attracted everyone's attention.

As a doctor, Gongsun judged from a professional perspective that the person's physical condition looks very bad and may be seriously ill... Of course, everything is judged through video footage, and it may be just the effect of makeup.

The pharmacist coughed gently, cleared his throat, sat on a desk behind him, and said slowly.

"At 15:40 yesterday afternoon, the last veteran of the organization was dead." The pharmacist gently shook a document in his hand. "As the only survivor of the middle-level cadre, I have inherited all of King's legacy and control of the timing of this organization."

The pharmacist said, as if he was a little funny, and the emotional change caused him to cough violently.

After coughing for a while, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his mouth with blood on the corner of his mouth.

"There are serious genetic defects in the six generations." Zhan Zhao has read the research data given to him by Zhao Jue before, and has a general understanding of the main generations of experimental samples in the organization.

"As you can see, I have also experienced symptoms of aging." The pharmacist waved his hand lightly, "But this is not the point... In this world, many old traditions have been subverted, and the new power has grown and grown. The original mainstream has been squeezed to the edge, and the original margin has gradually occupied the mainstream position. This short-term competition is like long-term evolution, with unstoppable rise and unsaved decline."

The SCI people listened to the slow narrative of this man, but there was nothing to refute. What this man said was not false, and the world was indeed changing rapidly.

"The purpose of the organization was initially founded was because of ambition and some chance talents," the pharmacist continued. "However, after researching this way, it was not smooth and I took many detours."

As he said that, he signaled behind him, then reached out to pick up the camera on the table, and turned around.

Through the computer screen, everyone found that he was in a huge exhibition hall similar to a library, surrounded by a large number of bookcases and display cabinets, various photos and paintings on the wall, as well as batches of materials and rows of specimens, as well as test vessels, workbenches, etc.

Zhan Zhao glanced at him briefly and found many familiar elements, most of which they had encountered in the cases they had investigated before.

"This is all the research results of the organization. Of course, those that are too useless have been destroyed, whether it is data or experimental products." The pharmacist continued, "the top works developed to the end of the experiment are just fakes like G."

Zhao Jue whispered to Zhan Zhao, "Some hallucinogenic drugs that G relies on should be his work."

Jiang Ping also found out the true identity of the "pharmacist" through facial recognition and handed the tablet to Zhan Zhaohe Bai Yutang.

According to information, the "pharmacist"'s real name is Sosita, and he is a South American chemist. It is difficult for him to officially mark him as missing.

"Ahem."

After the pharmacist showed his "collection room", he put the camera back and continued the conversation just now, "As you see, it's like G, it's a bunch of waste, but... the road to inevitable failure is often accompanied by accidental success. You should have encountered derivatives of the organization of experiments, and you have caught a lot of them. In particular, recently, I have shown you a more comprehensive look at witnesses, geneticists and misplaced people..."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help frowning - show it? It means that he arranged this series of cases?

"They are all things that were born by chance." The pharmacist spread his hands. "At first glance, they are no different from ordinary people, but in essence, they are very different from ordinary people."

After saying that, the pharmacist turned around, picked up a stack of folders from the table, and showed everyone, "I have handed over all the bad assets left by the organization to you to eliminate, and some of the good assets left by the remaining ones are all in my hands."

Everyone couldn't help frowning - what does it mean?

"Witnesses, inheritors and misplaced persons are created by studying skins." The pharmacist put down the information, walked to the back of the table, pulled down a projection screen with a roller shutter, and walked over to turn on the projector.

On the screen, a large number of photos and data are projected.

The pharmacist is like a teacher, pulling out a teaching stick and explaining pictures to everyone one by one.

"This project was initiated by G. He entered the jungle with an expedition team and discovered a large number of legends about 'skin' in the local indigenous culture. Combined with herbal magic drugs in the jungle and modern hypnotic patterns, he collected a series of biological related projects, and relied on a group of scientific monsters, including Zhou Anming and Qian Yumin. However, in the early stage of the experiment, Zhou Anming and Qian Yumin basically broke away from G's control, or G forgot this project because of other projects. Until not long ago, G discovered that the forgotten project had new results, which might become a life-saving straw for the organization, so he went to find the inheritor in a crazy way, and ended up being arrested. Of course, this is also inevitable. After all, in the face of absolute strength, all opportunities are meaningless."

After saying that, the pharmacist took a short rest, picked up the teacup and drank a sip of water.

"But... you have also caught the hunting family and that mathematician?" the pharmacist smiled. "In addition, when you handled the case before, you also found some people who were not easy to deal with, such as Emilia, Ghost, etc."

The pharmacist's narrative has aroused some memories from everyone. There are indeed a large number of dangerous figures, all related to these experiments. Those people are like □□, which may explode at any time and are extremely harmful.

"The mathematician is just one of the inheritors, but G knew he could not capture him at all, so he foolishly tried to use you." The pharmacist picked up the stack of documents just now and showed it to everyone, "Like mathematicians, Emilia, Zhou Anming... there are many other terrifying existences. These are accidental success examples on the road to organizational failure... Of course, it is not necessary to say that success is not necessarily the case. It can only be said that these are new monsters that replaced the monsters of the old era and climbed to the top."

Everyone couldn't help but frown - the new monster...

"One of these people is still under the control of the organization, some have escaped, and some have become self-reliant and ambitious... Of course, with the destruction of the organization, they will eventually gain 'freedom'." The pharmacist reached out and grabbed his messy curly hair. "These monsters were mixed in the crowd, some hid in the dark corners, and some stood in the spotlight in a panic, but they all have a common characteristic, extremely unstable, highly dangerous, and have traits higher than ordinary people, which may be physical or mental."

"There are records of their basic situation in these materials. Even if they are just descriptions and some scattered pictures, they are the only way for you to understand them and capture them." The pharmacist said, coughing again.

He reached out to the screen and brought a bottle of medicine.

Open the bottle, pour out a few pills and take it.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang both stared at the height of the hand that had just reached out to the screen, and inferred that there might be someone outside the camera, and the medicine bottle was handed to him by someone.

"Get back to the point." The pharmacist reached out and took another thing, saying, "What is the purpose of recording this video for you?"

As he said that, he put the things in his hand in front of the camera.

I saw that it was a timer, and the time on the timer was 13 days, 23 hours, 59 minutes and 60 seconds.

"The factory before." The pharmacist reminded, "I know it was the trap you set, but I still hired someone to blow it up, with the purpose of letting you see that I have the ability to destroy such a large building."

"This timer." The pharmacist pointed to the timer. "It is the explosion timing device I set. Based on the symptoms, I guess that my life span is at most about two weeks, and within two weeks, I will die... And as the last curtain call of my ordinary life, I am going to give you a difficult problem, which is also a challenge I give you. Just treat it as a man-made test piece, a contest with the born strong man."

"The rules of the game are very simple. Within two weeks, no matter what method you use, as long as you can find me, you can turn off the detonator and take away all the information in this experimental building." While saying, the pharmacist shook the documents. "Especially the files of these new monsters, you can catch these monsters based on the files. It is hard to say whether they will save the world, but at least they can save some lives."

"On the contrary, if you can't find me within two weeks, then this building, along with all the organizational heritage in the building, and these files will be blown up." The pharmacist smiled, "Of course, this does not cause much loss for you. Anyway, even if there are no test items, there are countless monsters in this world... You should be able to catch them all after exhausting your life. But in this competition, even if I win, these monsters will be completely free."

Everyone took a look at the progress bar of the video and found that it was about to be full.

"Of course, I'll give you some tips." A smile finally appeared on the pharmacist's sickly face.

"There is all the clues in my place, in Dr. Mark Fan's murder." The pharmacist stretched out two fingers. His fingers were dry and thin, with traces of burning chemicals on his fingertips, and his index finger was a little curved.

"First of all, Dr. Mark Fan did not commit suicide, he was murdered." The pharmacist took back a finger. "Secondly, the person who killed him was not me, and it has nothing to do with the previous genetic misplaced persons. This is a carefully planned murder case. As long as you catch the murderer within two weeks, you can get clues and find me. The above are all my last words. I hope we will meet within two weeks."

After the pharmacist finished speaking, he reached out and pressed the timer, and the screen was played.

The playback screen on the computer screen automatically closes, and instead is a black countdown screen.

After a "beep", the countdown begins, and the series of numbers in 13 days, 23 hours, 59 minutes and 60 seconds begins to decrease in seconds.

All SCI staff looked at Zhan Zhaohe Bai Yutang.

After Zhan Bai and the others looked at each other, they also looked back at Zhao Jue and Bai Ye.

Zhao Jue looked disappointed, and went downstairs with a "hum" sound.

Bai Ye also had no choice but to spread his hands to everyone, followed Zhao Jue downstairs, and left the villa.

When they arrived at the door of the villa, Bao Zheng arrived with Zhan Qitian and Bai Yunwen. The three of them saw Zhao Jue going out with a dark face, strode towards the direction of the car, got in and closed the door in one go, with a sense of resentment.

The fathers of the Baoju and Zhanbai family were confused and asked Bai Ye what was going on.

Bai Ye gave a rough explanation, then caught up with Zhao Jue and drove away.

Bao Zheng walked to the door of the villa, and Bai Yutang and the others came down.

Bai Yutang and Ai Hu and the others handed over and asked the other police officers in the police force to go back first, and they wanted to take over the investigation of Dr. Mark Fan's murder.

Bai Yutang asked Ma Han and Zhao Hu to take his father and Zhan Zhao's father to the basement to take a look, but because the murder case was of great importance, nothing in the villa could be touched or moved.

Bao Zheng walked into the doctor's office at the scene of the murder to find Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao asked him, "Where have Zhao Jue and Bai Ye been?"

Bao Zheng thought for a while, "I'll go to the grave, I have to have an explanation."

Zhan Zhao's eyes were so bright that he opened his eyes, "Go to the grave? Who should I give it to..."

Bao Zheng glared at him, "If you can solve the case within two weeks, you will tell you all the gossips in the past. If you can't solve the case, you can go and clean the toilet for me!"
Chapter completed!