Interstellar leader

Li Qing looked at the analysis results on the screen with satisfaction.Sure enough, the sequence corresponding to the zp glycoprotein in Elvis's gene was completely different from that of normal people.

He turned his head and asked a certain duke who was about to fall asleep while waiting by the experimental table: "Has your army been arranged?"

"It's in place." The Duke yawned. "I told you a long time ago that you don't need to confirm again. Now the parliament is about to start, let's go."

"There's nothing wrong with being more rigorous." Li Qing quickly copied a copy of the data, and got up to follow.

When they arrived at the parliament hall, there were still 10 minutes before the official start time, and everyone was there.

Elvis sat on the rostrum with rich decoration, holding a hand-carved crystal cup in his hand, and lowered his eyes, as if he came to this power house to enjoy life. None of the important topics discussed had anything to do with him.

Li Qing walked in front and opened the door for the Duke.The creaking of the old metal door didn't stand out amidst the noise, but Elvis noticed it anyway.He raised his head and saw the young man walking with his cousin at a glance.

Elvis was all too familiar with that face.

He seemed to be looking at him too, those black pupils were like a dark abyss, as cold and frightening as described in historical materials.He looked at him with a deadly look, with a trace of pity and mockery.

Elvis trembled a bit, and almost called out that name—the glory of the Bastar Empire, the iron-blooded emperor who truly unified the galaxy—Keynes.After a while, he came back to his senses, and found that his fingers were pinching the palm of his hand through the gloves.

There is no god in this world, and everyone will eventually die.Emperor Keynes estimated that even the ashes had returned to the carbon cycle, so how could they appear here.

Who is this man?It's not a coincidence, absolutely not, it's impossible for someone to happen to look like this, and this person just happened to appear in front of him.Elvis was a little nervous, he felt that some things had been out of his control, and also out of the control of his most trusted confidant Adolf.

He glanced at Adolf, the old man standing beside him obviously didn't realize what happened.Adolf is not a member of the royal family, so it stands to reason that he does not have the authority to view the archived historical materials, but Elvis trusted him and showed him once.Looking at it now, this careerist who plays tricks really doesn't have a good memory.

"It's really early for you to come, Your Excellency the Duke." Adolf didn't see the emperor's eyes, and said sarcastically.The moment he spoke, the conference hall became much quieter.

"I am indeed late, but there is a reason for that." The Duke smiled. "Just half an hour ago, my subordinates and I uncovered the biggest conspiracy in the history of the empire."

Elvis touched his right wrist subconsciously.

"My cousin Elvis was murdered 41 years ago, and now sitting here—" He pointed at the Emperor.

"It's a clone."

There was a deathly silence in the hall, and everyone's faces were blank, and they couldn't say a word with their mouths open.The accusation they heard just now was like a hydrogen bomb exploding in their minds. Wherever the shock wave went, all normal thinking functions were lost, so that they were still digesting this shocking news more than a minute later.

The nobles present were all smart people—at least with normal IQs. They knew very well what it meant for a duke to speak such disgraceful words in front of the emperor.

If the Duke is not crazy, then this matter is true.

They can still judge whether a person is crazy or not. The Duke of Windsor is obviously insane and sane, and he has no problem throwing him back to school for graduation defense.

This matter is true.

It was horrific, really horrific.They just came for a regular meeting today. Although the topics discussed will be more important, who would have thought that such a normal or even boring day would turn into this?It's like riding a roller coaster at an amusement park, and halfway through the ride, all the safety measures just disappear-what's the matter?

Elvis paled.After realizing what his "cousin" was talking about, he kept thinking about what to do, what to do, what to do, and how to save the current situation.

kill them?No, not at all, not to mention whether other people knew about this matter, killing these two people in front of so many people has no way to explain it, but it will arouse everyone's suspicion.

So how to get rid of suspicion?In the case that he is indeed a cloning person, it is a completely unsolvable problem to prove that he is not.

He saw the man who looked exactly like Emperor Keynes slowly walking towards him.He was carrying a small silver-white box in his hand.He had already seen the logo on it, with the words "Code of Life" engraved in beautiful typography.

It was the largest supplier of biogenetics research equipment in the empire, and what was inside was self-evident—a genetic testing instrument.

The only person at the scene who didn't know the truth was probably Adolf.This scheming minister has lost his mind, he can't think about whether what Duke Windsor said is true, because once Elvis collapses, the Duke will be the first to purge him.He can only hypnotize that everything in front of him is a paper conspiracy. They want to kill the emperor and then make it up.

"What are you all doing blankly! This killer is going to murder His Majesty!" Adolf Ann yelled desperately, reaching into the pocket under his coat, pulled the safety with a slight movement, and took out the small metal bullet gun.

He had just raised his hand halfway, when a sharp pain came from his wrist, and the pistol fell to the ground uncontrollably, making a crisp sound. "Ah—" He clutched his punctured forearm that was bleeding profusely, let out a heart-piercing scream, fell to his knees and curled up into a ball.

In his gradually blurred vision, a bony hand picked up his gun, and then heard a crackling sound.All the people present, including Earl Jonathan, Marshal of the National Defense Forces who had experienced many battles, stared dumbfounded at a complete pistol. The gun was turned into parts in a few seconds in Li Qing's hands.

Li Qing casually threw those big or small parts like a handful of sand to the face of the treacherous official who was about to pass out, and with his left hand he picked up the box on the side and put it on the table in front of Elvis Above, the gun held in the right hand was pointed steadily at the emperor's forehead.

"Elvis, please cooperate with the genetic test. What you say is unfounded. The test results will reveal the truth to everyone here."

Elvis was sweating coldly on his forehead, he took a few steps back involuntarily, stepped on the cloak of his gorgeous and complicated imperial suit in a panic, and almost fell to the ground. "You...you murdered the most capable minister of the empire!" He trembled and his voice became shrill with fear.

"Excellent ability? I don't know what 'Your Majesty' you are referring to? I admit that his corruption ability is very good." Li Qing kicked the unconscious Adolf and said coldly: "First, he is not dead yet. .”

"Second, if you don't cooperate, I don't mind taking samples from your corpse." After he finished speaking the last word, his slender fingers pulled the trigger halfway.

"Put the gun down! I'll cooperate with the inspection!" Elvis screamed, raising his hands.No one stays calm in front of a gun about to fire a bullet, and neither does Elvis.He even had a feeling that in another second, a big hole would be opened in his head.

"Very good." Li Qing smiled, opened the box on the table, took out the thickest sampling needle, grabbed Elvis' wrist and stabbed it hard.

The emperor was so painful that he almost burst into tears, but what frightened him more than the pain was the man's indifferent attitude. He looked at him like a forensic doctor looking at a corpse waiting to be dissected.

After Li Qing connected the detector to the computer in the venue, and the samples had already started to be analyzed, dozens of imperial nobles who had been frightened to death finally regained their composure, and some blood color slowly returned to their pale faces.They still didn't dare to speak, and the scene was very quiet, only the mechanical sound of the test tube rotating in the instrument and the probe changing.

It doesn't take long for a simple gene map, and Li Qing has defined the fragment where the zp glycoprotein is located. After 1 minute, the result was displayed on the giant screen in the conference hall, with the sequence of normal people quoted from the Imperial Academy of Sciences underneath.

A few nobles who even fed their basic biological knowledge to dogs stared at Viscount Anna with confused eyes.The latter is the Minister of the Imperial Medical and Health Department and an honorary fellow of the Institute of Medicine of the Academy of Sciences.

"A lowly clone..." Anna had difficulty speaking, she pointed at Elvis, her fingers trembling. "It's unimaginable, it's unimaginable to have deceived the whole empire for so many years..."

"What if that instrument is fake? They just want to murder His Majesty! Ha! K. clones! What a crazy accusation!" The emperor's loyal lackey, Earl Hyde, who was in collusion with Adolf, stood up and patted the table excitedly .

"No weapons are allowed in the council hall! This is the law! Look at what this unknown thug has done?" He pointed at Li Qing, "He should be shot!"

"Your question is very reasonable, Earl Hyde." Li Qing pointed the gun at his forehead, smiling happily. "Maybe I can escort you to your home to get a new instrument and test it again. How about this?"

Earl Hyde almost fainted from fright, and the people around him huh-la-la scattered to the surroundings, for fear of suffering an accident.

"No need." Viscount Anna said forcefully: "Don't think about it, my assistant gave him that instrument. It's brand new, just check the system settings."

This time, Earl Hyde really fainted.

Elvis' head is a mess right now.Li Qing deliberately took off the glove on his right hand just now when sampling. Many people have noticed the strange scar on his hand, and the smart people have already figured out what's going on.

The base pair arrangement on the screen clearly revealed the fact that he was a clone. Coupled with the acknowledgment by the always neutral Viscount Anna, no one doubted this established fact anymore.

Escape, or die.He stood up immediately, stumbled and ran towards the door, his hand was still bleeding, and it fell to the ground.

The few nobles who had the same idea as him also had close ties with him—they just wanted to pack up and leave, as far away as possible, otherwise what are they waiting for?Waiting for the Duke of Windsor to become Christopher I, do a big cleansing and wash them into the soil and bury them?

The Duke looked at the group of people who were running away in a panic, and a sneer twitched at the corner of his mouth. "Just run away, the army welcomes you outside."

The air seemed to freeze, the nobles collapsed to the ground, and Elvis also stopped moving.He turned his head mechanically, his eyes filled with horror.

He has mastered the army?Even if it is only part of it, it can explain him—how long has he been planning?

Despair spread in Elvis's heart, making him unable to breathe, and crazy thoughts grew in his heart.He shouted frantically in his heart.Why have I worked so hard to hide for so many years, living in fear every day; wanting to live so painfully, the last way to survive was cut off?

As he ran, he reached into his pocket and took out a pocket pistol, which had only one bullet because it was too small.

He had never received strict firearms training, but at that moment, he felt extremely calm.A series of actions are like lightning.At a distance of 100 meters, he still secretly felt that he would be able to hit the target.

Since he can't survive, everyone should stop living.

By the time the Duke noticed something was wrong, it was too late.The bullet has been fired, tearing the air with kinetic energy and scorching heat.He opened his eyes wide, as if the whole world had slowed down between life and death, but he couldn't move.

When he felt that he was going to die, a figure rushed over nimbly and precisely blocked the trajectory of the bullet, like a vigorous eagle in this slow world.

The Duke's mind went blank.

"Isaac!!!"

He screamed, with a hint of crying in his voice.

The author has something to say: Li Qing: ...I'm not dead yet.

Don't worry everyone, Xiao Li has calculated well, he doesn't even count as a serious injury.

Thanks @I'm really hungry mine.

There is also the little angel from a long time ago@May there be no time to return to the mine, the author didn’t see it at the time (ah, I’m so stupid and I just want to beat myself)