C8 Mysterious Iron Box(2)

After all the equipment was ready, Prof. Wu had been studying the complex cells under the microscope in the laboratory. He was writing on a piece of paper beside the microscope.

Of course, Zhao Bofan could not understand the complex cells and the chemical molecular formulas. He could not help Prof. Wu even if he stayed in the laboratory.

The underground laboratory was very big. Zhao Bofan found a corner in it and studied the 648 case data carefully.

From the photos, the body tissue of the martyrs on the plane finally fell off and turned into a white skull. The eyes were the window to the soul. The original eye sockets should have been a pair of bright eyes. Now, it was just an empty eye socket. It looked a little shocking.

Zhao Bofan stared at the photos of the victims of the 648 Air Force Case. He felt a little sad. Would Ye Xiaoling end up like this in the end? No! He would never let her end up like this! Zhao Bofan secretly swore in his heart that he must treat her no matter what method he used!

Wu Mingzhu stood in front of Zhao Bofan's office with a cup of Starbucks coffee in her hand. "I'll treat you to coffee."

Zhao Bofan smiled and took the coffee. "Thank you."

"Tell me, what is written in the file?" Wu Mingzhu looked at Zhao Bofan and asked.

Zhao Bofan stared at Wu Mingzhu for a long time.

"There is no record at all, right?" Wu Mingzhu raised her left eyebrow slightly.

"The other day I saw you in a hurry. In a place like Macau, everyone knows what's going on there. Although I do not know your specific situation, but I made a bold guess based on some clues." Zhao Bofan said apologetically.

Zhao Bofan originally thought Wu Mingzhu would get angry, but he did not expect her to reply lightly, "Originally, my specialty was to observe people's expressions, but I was tricked by you."

"I don't know what trouble you encountered, but today there was a car explosion in Macau, right at the entrance of the hotel where you are staying." Zhao Bofan was a little worried and continued, "If I'm not wrong, that car should be yours."

A trace of surprise flashed across Wu Mingzhu's eyes and then she smiled indifferently. Then I still need to thank you for saving my life."

"If I'm not wrong, you have connections with the underworld, right?" Zhao Bofan looked at Wu Mingzhu seriously.

Wu Mingzhu smiled. "I can only say that I am not a gambler."

There was always a kind of inexplicable trust in this world. Although Zhao Bofan did not know Wu Mingzhu, he wanted to believe her.

After a long time of experimentation, Prof. Wu walked out of the laboratory with the report. "The chemical in the 648 Aerospace accident case may have originated from the biochemistry department of the United States Department of Defense during the Vietnam War in 1972. It was developed to deal with artificial chemicals."

"Is that the same nature as the infamous 731 bacterial unit in Japan?" Zhao Bofan clenched his fists tightly. He felt indignant when he thought about the terrible crimes Japan had committed in China.

Prof. Wu did not talk about Zhao Bofan. He continued to talk to himself. "Fortunately, the cause of your friend's infection was only the pollution of the raw materials during the explosion, not the finished product. In other words, we can synthesize counteracting drugs. That way, we can save that girl."

Zhao Bofan still had hope when he saw Ye Xiaoling's condition. "That is to say! "You can!"

Wu Mingzhu, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly interrupted their conversation, "Don't give him hope. Make him happy for nothing. The counteracting agent requires the inventory of the products in the warehouse. Now, we don't know who is in the warehouse. The only person who knows is lying unconscious on the hospital bed."

Prof. Wu looked at Wu Mingzhu and smiled. "As expected of my daughter."

Zhao Bofan was a little disappointed. Everything was burnt when the warehouse exploded. Nothing was left. The conversation between the father and daughter seemed to tell him that he had won the lottery, but he had lost the lottery.

"The only person who has seen the suspect is Ye Xiaoling, but she is still unconscious. How long can Prof. Wu live? Tell me the truth."

Prof. Wu said seriously, "The crystallization speed of her skin surface is no more than 24 hours. In the end, her blood will clog up and her brain will not be able to supply oxygen... "

Zhao Bofan grabbed his hair helplessly and hit his chest hard. Why did it have to be like this?

Prof. Wu looked at Zhao Bofan's helpless expression. After a long time, he said in a profound tone, "I can help you. It's just an adventure."

Zhao Bofan looked at him in doubt. Prof. Wu continued, "Sudden transmission system, dream sharing."

"If I were you, I wouldn't care about what he said." A cold voice was heard. Wu Mingzhu, who had been silent the whole time, spoke.

Zhao Bofan asked in confusion, "What do you mean by dream sharing?"

Zhao Bofan asked, puzzled. "Everything in this world has a magnetic field. The human body has a magnetic field, and the brain can generate a certain amount of magnetic field. I have made an experimental claim in 1976 that the magnetic field can synchronize with each other when they are unconscious."

Wu Mingzhu looked at the two people in front of her and felt a little confused when they were talking about something that was not scientific at all. "It's just a pipe dream. It's a fantasy."

"A long time ago, one line of the two tin cans could connect the two people in the two buildings to carry out a conversation. June 2, 1895. Bell, the inventor of the phone, In an experiment, the metal plate was connected to an electromagnetic switch. In this case, the sound turned into an electric current! This was the first phone call. Electromagnetic induction could produce permanent magnetic fields through the device. "Why can't the two of them share their brainwaves?"

Zhao Bofan did not understand and asked," Are you saying that I can fall into a coma and talk to Ye Xiaoling who is also in a coma? In the end, I can share my dreams. She can tell me the appearance of the suspect in my dreams? "

Prof. Wu said to Zhao Bofan affirmatively, "Now that you heard it, it is beyond your scientific knowledge. I have used this method to obtain information from a dead person. As long as the brain is not damaged and has not died for more than six hours, theoretically speaking, you can obtain information from the brain. I need to inject you with a drug. Of course, there are prerequisites. "

Wu Mingzhu's eyes were cold as she asked, "Which drug should I inject?"

"Cadmium and healing Wood Phenol glycerol, a mixture of wheat horn diethylamide!"

Wu Mingzhu felt that it was ridiculous and turned to Zhao Bofan and said, "Is there a mistake?! A mixture of Wood Phenol glycerol and diethylamine? That's a hallucinogen, okay? It's still the kind with acid! "My father just came out of the mental hospital, and you actually believe a madman's words!"

Zhao Bofan was obviously attracted by Prof. Wu's words. He continued to ask, "What is the prerequisite?"

The more Prof. Wu spoke, the more excited he became. "I need to insert a magnetic probe into the base of your skull and put you in an iron box. Then you will be soaked in water. I'm using the drug I just mentioned to make you unconscious. That will do."