Today is also bald for Ke Xue at the winery

When the trio of assistants came in, Yane Asama was hammering the bed angrily, and a faint rouge appeared on her white face.

Amuro frowned.

It was just separated for one night, and the underage under their careful care became sick and was sent to the hospital sideways.

The blond young man thought sadly: Zhu Xingda really should die.

Lu Chuanguang carefully held the small hand on the hospital bed: "Don't move around, be careful of needle insertion, the blood return is very painful, and you may receive a second injection."

Miya Asama froze all over, not daring to move.

The Maoyan youth put his cold little hands back under the quilt, covered the infusion tube near the back of his hands with his warm palms, and sat down beside the bed.

"How many bottles are there?" He turned his head and asked Zhu Xingda.

Zhu Xing glanced at the medicine list and said, "After this bottle is transfused, there are still two small bottles left, about an hour and a half."

Midorikawa Mitsuji Toru Amuro: "Mr. Amuro, please ask the nurse if these medicines must be injected at room temperature. If not, please go to the convenience store and buy hot drinks in bags."

Then politely assigned Zhu Xingda: "When we came in just now, the outpatient department was under martial law. Mr. Zhu Xing, you are familiar with the Metropolitan Police Department, so I can only ask you to consult the situation."

Zhu Xingda said, "No need, I know what's going on."

He told the two about the speculation that the bomber installed explosives in the police hospital and informed them of the latest news.

"The explosion team hasn't come yet, but the first search section of the Metropolitan Police Department has conducted a round of inspections. The outpatient department has installed almost all the drugs, and most of them have been dismantled. The inpatient department where we are located has ruled out the risk of explosion. If you still have concerns, you can transfer to another hospital at any time."

Yane Asama cheered up: "I'm going to be discharged from the hospital!"

Lu Chuanguang smiled and pressed his boss's heart that was about to move: "People who have just come out of the operating room need to rest, please don't add extra workload to the doctor."

After a while, Toru Amuro came back regretfully and said: "Sorry, Eswain, the doctor said that the medicine you are using cannot be heated." Then he said, "The explosives team is here, and this place will be completely sealed off by the police soon. Gentlemen don't Under the dangerous wall, it is better to arrange a transfer as soon as possible."

"Okay." Asama said with a regretful expression.

Toru Amuro contacted the hospital under the organization's name and completed the transfer within an hour with super high efficiency.

When the ambulance dispatched by the organization drove out of the Tokyo Police Hospital, Asama Yane had a melancholy expression.

"Hey, after all, I still haven't seen the work site of the infant spirit."

"there will be chances in the future."

Asama Miya sighed: "Probably not."

"How? I can't think of any project that can refuse Dr. Asama's participation." Toru Amuro thought, at least he couldn't.

Asama Yami spread her hands: "But the Police Department refused."

Amuro was speechless.

Zhu Xingda said: "For a scientific research project with a different approach, the founder would rather slow progress than refuse to join. There are nothing more than two possibilities-one is to compete for patents, and the other is to conceal the truth."

Asama Yane covered her mouth and yawned delicately: "Why do you have to choose one of the two? Actually, you can guess more boldly."

"It seems to have both. It's understandable to fight for power and profit, but what are they trying to hide?" Lu Chuanguang tried to speculate, "The immature spirit detector can detect the killing intent left by people. Could it be that the public security police use the Wang Xiangnv system What did you find, so you have doubts about your identity?"

"It's unbelievable that the organization handed over this system to the police." Toru Amuro also raised doubts, "The machine that can detect killing intent is in the hands of the police. Will this threaten the hidden personnel of the organization?"

Asama Yane said unhurriedly: "No doubt, no threat. As for the reason, it is very simple, this system is flawed."

"Defect?" The three asked in unison.

"Of course. It's just like when the computer first came out, but it's a super clumsy big guy! The Sagano system is similar." Asama Yane said slowly, "It's strange that the first version of the first machine is fully functional."

Amuro said: "Is it true that the members of the organization cannot be caught?"

Asama Yane said firmly: "I can't catch it."

"But this morning the juvenile spirit detector rang at me." Zhu Xing let out a thunderous tone indifferently, "Although the police's attention was later drawn to the bomber, it cannot be ruled out that the juvenile spirit has been collected on me. The possibility of thinking information.”

Miya Asama shook her head, "No."

Seeing that the three subordinates were a little uneasy, she explained: "The detection principle of the juvenile spirit detector is that special materials and thinking signals resonate, and this resonance can be stored inside the material, and can also be converted into electrical signals to be read. What I handed over to the police was a prototype, a model that could only resonate with killing intent—the thought signal that a person produces at the moment of killing.

"So in the case two years ago, the police found the criminal's whereabouts after the bomber pressed the button. Although the criminal died and escaped, the police also lost a lot. In addition to one billion yuan, the most injured one was Hagiwara Kenji. Police officer, but he stayed in the hospital for half a year."

Hikaru Midorikawa's heartbeat went out of order for a moment, and his gaze drifted past Toru Amuro, forcing his heartbeat to return to normal.

Zhu Xingda said: "But in this way, the reason why the juvenile spirit reacts to me does not make sense."

Asama Yane said: "The reason why it rings is indeed because you have been in contact with the bomber in a short period of time."

Zhu Xing was stunned: "When the juvenile spirit detector collects thinking signals, there is also a requirement for the residual time of thinking?" But he showed a confused expression, "But the police did not search the body nearby." This is not in line with the juvenile spirit. Rules for responding to active murderous intent.

Asama Yane said: "The juvenile spirit brought by the foreign affairs officer of the storehouse today has a killing intent comparison function. The police should have saved the thought signals of the bomber two years ago by special means, and then loaded it on the juvenile spirit. Compare systems."

"In short, with the level of daily close contact these two days, there is no need to worry about being read. As long as you don't get caught by the infant spirit at the murder scene, you don't have to worry about the police department's pursuit." She concluded.

Lu Chuanguang smiled and commented: "It's a very interesting system."

Asama Yane said: "It's very interesting. But even if you hit it, you don't have to worry too much." She added, "This system is very expensive, and every time it is activated, it is a sky-high price. It is estimated that Japanese officials are not I'm in a hurry, and I'm absolutely reluctant to use it.

"After all, it's a country's most important weapon that can be used less once."

sky-high price?

The heaviest weapon of the country?

Use once less?

Zhu Xing's green eyes flashed faintly: "Could it be because the equipment for reading thought signals is very expensive?"

Amuro interrupted the old enemy's question with a smirk: "Is it really appropriate to chase after Master Eswain to ask core secrets? Donate your tongue to useful people, not to your superiors and colleagues." add an extra burden."

Asama Yane said indifferently: "There is no need to keep secrets for the Japanese police, I have parted ways with them long ago. And it's okay to tell you, just to make everyone more vigilant, so as not to be tricked into becoming Renzhuriki."

"Human strength?"

"It was used by them to fill the 'well'." Asama Yane said with a pun, "The most advanced supercomputers in the world today can't process human thinking signals, they even struggle to process regional weather information, how can they process it? Obtained a huge amount of thinking data? You may wish to guess what the police used to read the information in the infant spirit."

Lu Chuanguang's eyes flickered.

Amuro Toru had a bad premonition in his heart.

As for Zhu Xingda?He had already guessed in his heart.

Yane Asama didn't want to hear the answer from the three illiterate men, so she asked herself and answered, "Of course it's a human brain, and it's not just anyone's brain, it's the brain of a very special type of people."

"The root server that uploads and retains thought signals is the brain, and the monitor that reads and displays thought signals is also the brain. A mediocre brain can't even withstand that kind of high-frequency calculation, it must be an elite brain. That's why I remind you careful.

"Heh, the elite-fueled Wang Xiangnv system, no matter how insane the special high school is, I dare not use it as I like, at least not now."

Zhu Xing's heart skipped a beat: Super high class, this is not a name a girl should know...

Miya Asama's hatred may have something to do with the Japanese police?

Belmode's overseas call came at night, and when Yami Asama saw the number on the caller ID, she almost jumped out of bed.

On the other side of the microphone, the sound of rapid breathing was intermittent.

Yane Asama twisted her fingers around the phone wire anxiously: "sis (sister)?"

Take several deep breaths in a row.

Asama Yami carefully probed: "Vermouth (Belmode)?"

Belmode said hoarsely, "Little villain, what do you want from me?"

"... godmother?"

"..."

Well, this is also the wrong answer.

"Mom!"

"Little villain without a conscience," the coquettish beauty gritted her teeth at the moment, without any manners at all, "What did I tell you?"

Asama Yane replied: "Lady can't swear?"

"Fault." Belmode laughed angrily, "I want you to take care of yourself!"

"Eh..." Asama Yane whispered, "I'm fine."

"Is it good to send yourself to the hospital?!" Belmode snapped, "How did the three of them take care of you!"

Asama Yane said objectively: "My stomach problem is still due to the root cause of the disease in the early years. They have taken care of it well enough, otherwise I would not be able to survive now, and the symptoms would not be so mild."

Belmode didn't care about her objective and neutral explanation, and said coldly: "I will return to Japan as soon as possible, and those three assistants who are eating for free will get out immediately."

"Mom, you can't do this!" Asama Yami protested, "Gin and you too, why are you so hostile to the three of them! This hospitalization was just an accident, and the main responsibility lies with the Metropolitan Police Department, not Zhuxing They did it on purpose!"

The witch sneered: "Do you think they could survive until now if they did it on purpose?"

Asama Yami pleaded softly: "The three of them are really nice. After coming to my side, they shared a lot of work. You see, I have time to leave the laboratory and wander around."

"So at the end of the day, it's their fault that you got a stomach bug at the Metropolitan Police Department."

"what?"

It turns out that when the witch was protecting the cub, she really didn't make sense at all.