Conan's Helping People

Chapter 76 Great
Eiswein, translated means ice wine.

Ice wine is a kind of wine with a special meaning. Its origin is very simple. In a certain year, a frost raided the vineyard and frostbitten all the grapes.

The loss was too great, and the winemaker could only ferment the grapes according to the traditional method. As a result, ice wine like honey was brewed.

It is the charming fruit and sweet crown that does not give up after failure, and it is also the unexpected joy after disappointment, it is a miracle.

For that gentleman, the metaphor couldn't be more apt than the black-haired kid.

While working on those drugs, organizations are working on something else, like humans.

What should the upper class do if they are afraid of old age and death?
If there is a problem with the liver, replace it with a young and healthy liver.If the stomach is aging, replace it with a young and healthy one; if the spleen is damaged, replace it with a young and healthy one.

Even the heart and brain can be replaced.

However, this kind of behavior of switching back and forth always makes people wonder, "Am I still me?"
Therefore, the research on 'manufacturing human beings', the so-called human cloning project, has never been used for organ replacement, and has been directly changed to experimental drugs.

It just so happens that you don't have to search for other human experiments everywhere, you can freely conduct controlled experiments in groups, and you can keep track of them.

At the same time, when checking out some useful talents, the organization staff will also bring the DNA of those talents back to the organization, put them into this project, and make a comparison between 'geniuses and ordinary people'.

This is how the black-haired kid was born, and the source of his DNA was Elena Miyano.

However, the organization didn't find him in the first place, and he stayed in the clone project team for a long time.

But never been hurt.

Belmode didn't know exactly what happened during that time, but he only knew roughly that the person in charge of that project liked this black-haired brat very much.

Therefore, this black-haired brat was not selected for any topic that would damage the experimental subject.

Until the other party was four years old, the researcher was mixed with an undercover agent from the FBI, and the undercover agent directly triggered the 'clear subject' button, and destroyed all the paper materials.

The laboratory was filled with poison gas, and it took two days for the organization to clean it up and start processing the corpses.

The experimental subjects of the same age lived in the collective dormitory, only the black-haired kid had a separate room, and the organizers cleaned up the collective dormitory before going to that room.

When they pushed the door and entered, the black-haired kid didn't respond. When they put the black-haired kid in a body bag, the black-haired kid didn't respond. When they moved the corpses in batches, there was no change.

When he went out, the thermal imager showed that there was a living creature in the pile of corpses.

It was only a little bit short, and the other party was thrown out to deal with it. When the members of the organization found him, they still didn't understand:
After two days of being stuffy in a laboratory full of poisonous gas, how could anyone still be alive?Is it a ghost?Or a miracle?
The gentleman thought it was a miracle.

So even Miyano Elena and his wife, who were the source of the miracle, were quickly targeted by the organization.

They really lived up to expectations and miracles, and made new progress.

Basically, the brunette is just a victim.

Belmode is actually very interested in him, especially the experience of being almost thrown out of the organization. Did the other party really lose consciousness and not respond, or did he pretend to be dead on purpose?
Besides, the hair, nails and teeth of the black-haired kid all grow very fast.

The hair and nails are fine, and can be trimmed and cut off directly. The teeth can only be worn off the top part slowly every once in a while.

She continued to grope for the upper teeth of the black-haired kid, checked his canines, and then continued to ask in a gentle tone, "How did you get out?"

Whether it's a fruit, a sparkling gem, or a crown, there are things that need to restrict movement, and the same goes for the brunette.

Every day when he gets up, when to eat, when to cooperate with the experiment, when he can go to play, and when he must go to bed, there are time rules.

It's around 09:30 now, according to the schedule, the black-haired kid should stay in his room to play puzzles or wash up.

The black-haired kid still raised his head. He and Belmode looked at each other for a few seconds, obviously hesitating, but still obediently confessed: "Identity card, I got the researcher's identity card."

Oh?
Belmode raised his eyebrows with great interest, "How did you get it?"

"He thought I was taking a nap, so he sent a message to other people on his mobile phone, 'Experiment A's self-healing speed is very fast, you can consider stealing DNA for detailed analysis and experiments'." The black-haired kid's tone was calm and expressionless. Waves, using a declarative tone.

I can't hear it at all, he is 'Experiment A'.

It was too calm, and Belmode reacted for a while before realizing what the message meant, and the smile on her face instantly turned cold, "It's another little mouse."

The black-haired kid looked at her, stepped back, freed his mouth and teeth, and said, "Do you want an ID card?"

There is no need for an ID card, just check the on-duty information and see who is watching this black-haired brat take a nap at noon today.

Going to deal with the rats later.

Belmode took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped his fingers, and reminded lightly: "Hide the ID card, it won't be used tomorrow... You'd better not let others know that you sneaked out .”

"The next time you encounter such a thing, don't handle it yourself, and don't steal your ID card. You will be in danger if you are discovered."

The black-haired kid didn't answer right away, he tilted his head and thought for a while before saying, "I didn't steal it."

"I made a deal with him. He lent me his ID card, and I won't tell the truth... Today is not the first time I have come out."

It means that the researcher on duty today is not the mouse.

Belmode frowned, "You made a deal with that mouse?"

She didn't have much direct contact with the black-haired kid, but because of that weird sense of similarity, she did pay attention to him for a while.

Isn't the other party very loyal to the organization and disgusted with mice?
At least in front of that gentleman, the other party behaved like this.

The black-haired kid blinked again, before slowly saying: "He didn't touch the bottom line, I need an ID card."

'His identity is too low, he has not touched any confidential information, and I need an identity card, so I made the transaction'.

Belmode completed this sentence, and she examined the black-haired kid.

The black-haired kid continued: "Do you want that ID card?"

"Don't you need an ID card? Can you give it to me?" Belmode asked.

The other party made an obvious thoughtful movement again, tilted his head, organized his words, and said: "I also want to make a deal with you."

Before saying what the deal was, he quickly reached out and touched Belmode's cheek.

Belmode raised his eyebrows, but did not hide.

The other party confirmed that she did not resist or evade, so he replaced the tentative superficial touch with a real touch, and touched the end of her eyes with his fingers.

The child's hands are very immature, and the strange sensation in the eyes is also very clear.

After touching for two or three seconds, the black-haired kid withdrew his hand knowingly, and at the same time handed over an ID card with the other hand.

He said in an encouraging tone: "It's great."

... Where is it weird?

　No wonder, it makes sense! (convinced

　　
　
(End of this chapter)