she's a rose she's a gun

As soon as Yang Dongliang entered, he turned and locked the room.

"So what is it?" He looked at Wen Wenming and Xiao Han, and asked in a low voice.

Wen Wenming had recovered her strength at this time, she stood in front of the whiteboard with a pen in her hand, and nodded at Yang Dongliang.

"I suspect that the Dolly Group has mastered the technology that can regenerate human organs." Civilization's voice was not loud, but he spit out this sentence clearly.

"What?!" Xiao Han was so shocked that he jumped up from his chair.

Yang Dongliang clenched his fists, his voice hoarse: "Continue."

"However, this technology should not be able to regenerate the lost organs directly from the wound, so I think they should take some kind of cells from the patient's body, and then culture the cells outside through technology, and wait until the cells Grow into the original organ, and then transplant it to the original wound, so that the transplanted organ is also grown from its own cells, so it can be perfectly matched with the original body, so it looks like it has never been lost. That part of the organ is the same."

Civilization spoke his mind in one breath.

"Remember our guess about Zhai Sen's severed finger yesterday? We were all wrong. The severed finger that Mu Yang saw on the bookshelf was not just cut off by him, but just cultivated. The reason why it disappeared a week later is because It was because it had been transplanted into Zhai Sen's hand, and the timeline was also wrong, Zhai Sen's finger was not severed after Dolly's opening, but before the opening, Zhai Sen in the photo had already had a new finger transplanted at this time."

"I'm afraid it is because of Zhai Sen's experiment that they found that they have mastered this technology, so they opened Dolly Company." Yang Dongliang took over the conversation.

Wenming nodded: "Pei Hanhai is a doctor of neurology. When Mu Yang saw him yesterday, he was fiddling with slides under the microscope. This is in line with our speculation. This person is probably the real master of regenerative transplantation technology."

"So, the huge profits that Dolly Group gained from the physiotherapy equipment are all because of..." Xiao Han suddenly reacted.

Wenming pointed to the arrow on the whiteboard: "Yes, I'm afraid they are looking for patients who need this operation under the guise of physiotherapy equipment, and making huge fortunes from it."

"By the way, Mu Yang's grandma should have also undergone regenerative transplantation." Wen Wenming handed Yang Dongliang the physical examination form as he spoke.

Yang Dongliang carefully looked at the list in his hand, heaved a long sigh, and began to pace.

"It makes sense." After replaying in his mind, he stopped and looked at Wen Wenming and Xiao Han.

"But there's no proof," he added abruptly.

Wen Wenming's face turned pale: "There is no evidence. Mu Yang said that the family wants to keep a secret that the outside world won't get any news about. Besides, the people who undergo this kind of surgery are either rich or expensive. If there is no evidence It's impossible to tell us anything under the circumstances..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly stood there with her mouth open like a jammed gramophone.

Yang Dongliang's eyes widened for a moment, he could understand Wenming's reaction.

"There is a person..." Wen Wenming stared at Yang Dongliang, but his eyes didn't seem to focus on the latter.

Yao Fei, the owner of Ten No Taste Japanese Food Store, was preparing ingredients for the day in the store. He felt that the door seemed to be pushed open, so he habitually said without raising his head: "Sorry, the store is not open yet."

But there was no response for a long time.

He put down the sushi in his hand, raised his head, and saw Civilization looking at him with a complicated face.

"Officer Wen, it's so early. I'll make you whatever you want to eat." Yao Fei grinned.

Wen Wenming didn't answer right away, but stared at Yao Fei's face for a long while before saying in a low voice, "I don't eat today, and I want to know something from you."

Yang Dongliang paced anxiously in the stronghold. It had been a while since Wenming went out. He originally wanted to arrange for a large army to go together, but Wenming refused.

"In the absence of evidence, I'd better talk to that person alone." He remembered what she said before leaving.

While he was in a daze, his phone vibrated.

"Old Yang, he admitted it." On the phone, Wen Wen only said this sentence.

Yang Dongliang stopped in his tracks: "I see, this matter is of great importance. You come back first, and I will report to the leader."

"Captain Yang!" Xiao Han who was listening on the other side suddenly put down his earphones: "I just heard that Mu Yang was called by Mu Guanshan."

Yang Dongliang gasped. This morning, he had heard Wen Wenming's report about Mu Yang's PTSD to Mu Guanshan.

"Continue to monitor!" He gave Xiao Han an order, turned around and ran outside. Mu Yang, who was called away by Mu Guanshan, was a timed/timed/bomb/bomb. Once it exploded, not only the police, but also herself would be affected. It was bruised all over.

"Mu Yang was called away by Mu Guanshan?!" Civilization's heart-piercing roar suddenly came from the phone.

Oops!Yang Dongliang looked at the mobile phone that had not been hung up, and gritted his teeth in frustration.

"Don't get excited! I'll take two people and rush there right now! Don't go! Do you understand? I will find a way to ensure Mu Yang's safety!" Yang Dongliang tried to order Wen Wenming.

"Beep beep..." On the other side, the phone hung up.

"You little bastard!" Yang Dongliang cursed fiercely, and jumped down the stairs.

After Mu Yang called Wen Wenming in the morning, he listened to her and sat obediently in his seat without moving.

She knew that she must listen to the police at this time, any rash action by herself might bring disaster to the whole plan.

Just as she was connecting the whole incident in her head with half-closed eyes, a voice suddenly appeared next to her ear: "Mu Yang...?"

When Mu Yang opened his eyes, he saw He Ruofei standing beside her, looking at her carefully.

"Secretary He, what's the matter?" Thinking of what Wen Wenming said, she couldn't help asking vigilantly.

"The general manager asked you to go to his office." He Ruofei smiled.

Mu Yang's back tightened suddenly, she instinctively pushed back, and the pulleys of the chair took her back a long way in an instant.

He Ruofei: "...?"

Mu Yang clenched her fists and looked at his confused expression. She understood that her reaction was too strange. It was not the expression of a daughter wanting to see her father at all. If this continues, more people might be suspicious.

She pinched her palm and forced herself to take a deep breath. After she calmed down, she smiled at He Ruofei: "Let's go."

"General Manager, Mu Yang is here."

When Mu Yang heard He Ruofei push open the door, she seemed to say such a sentence, but she felt the buzzing in her head, and she couldn't hear anything clearly.

No no no.She shook her head like a rattle, forcing herself to look up at the people in this office.

In the general manager's office, besides Mu Guanshan who was sitting with a serious expression, there was also Di Sen with an expressionless face standing next to him.

No matter how strong Mu Yang's mental quality is, facing a person who will bring PTSD to her, plus a client who was just reasoned by her yesterday, she still can't help but start to break out in a cold sweat.

"What do you want from me..." She forced herself to ask this sentence, and then sat down on Mu Guanshan's big sofa without thinking about it.

Mu Guanshan frowned.

"Are all artists so unruly?" His voice was as cold as ice.

Seeing that there was a deviation in the beginning of the topic, Zhai Sen hastily coughed lightly.

Mu Guanshan took a deep breath, and said condescendingly, "What are you doing in the company this time?"

Downstairs, Yang Dongliang slammed on the brakes and stopped beside the road.

His sharp eyes saw from afar that there was another black car parked there motionless in front of him.

He looked at the shadowy figure in the driver's seat with complicated emotions, and after getting out of the car, he looked around casually. After confirming that there was no suspicious person, he opened the door of the black car and got on the co-pilot.

"Okay, you still have reason." Yang Dongliang sighed at the person in the driver's seat.

Wenming didn't seem to hear what he said, but listened intently to the car's stereo.

"I asked Xiaohan to transfer the monitoring to the car." She pointed to the car screen, then looked up at Yang Dongliang: "If she is in danger, I must rush up."

Yang Dongliang didn't say anything, and waved his hand: "Listen first."

Upstairs, Mu Yang desperately pinched his lower back with one hand, forcing himself to remain calm, but sweat still formed a dense layer on his forehead.

"Come for an internship." She gritted her teeth and tried to answer Mu Guanshan's question with the fewest words possible.

"Then I don't welcome you here, so get out early." Mu Guan said coldly without raising his head.

Mu Yang felt the beads of sweat on his forehead getting bigger and bigger.

Seeing that Mu Yang didn't speak, Mu Guanshan put down his pen and crossed his hands in front of his chest: "When you come back after breaking your star dream, I will take you to learn slowly, otherwise, we will still compare as before. good."

Mu Yang couldn't bear it anymore, she stood up abruptly, and felt dizzy immediately, but she still supported her forehead, and shouted hysterically at Mu Guanshan with her intuition: "I don't need your company!"

After that, she immediately opened the door and ran out of the general manager's room.

He Ruofei was going in with a cup of coffee, and Mu Yang was so frightened that he almost splashed all over him. He pointed at the running away figure in surprise: "This...do you want to chase?"

Mu Guanshan shook his head impatiently.

Mu Yang doesn't know where she is or what she's doing, she just knows that she just wants to run...run...

Mu Guanshan's voice echoed in Konggu in her head, torturing her nerves over and over again.

Finally, she was exhausted and saw a stagger about to fall to the ground.

"Mu Yang!" It seemed that someone rushed towards him, and instead of being in close contact with the cement floor as expected, his body fell into a familiar and warm embrace.

"Civilization..." She closed her eyes in peace without opening her eyes.

Two minutes ago, when Wenming heard Mu Yang's hysterical roar through the monitor, he rushed out of the car with a stride.

Unexpectedly, he was dragged back by Yang Dongliang.

"Wait a minute!" Yang Dongliang tugged at her sleeve angrily: "Go in now, what reason is there! Besides, Mu Yang is not in any danger!"

Wenming struggled to break free from Yang Dongliang's grip: "Master...let me go! Her PTSD is about to explode!"

The two were arguing, when Wen Wen suddenly saw a figure staggering out of the Duo Li Group, and when he looked again, it turned out to be Mu Yang!

She threw off Yang Dongliang's shackles, ran forward, and took Mu Yang into her arms when she was about to fall.

"Muyang! Wake up! It's me!"

The author has something to say:

First of all, let me say sorry, I promised to continue to update, but I still skipped it yesterday.

Recently, I have been too busy in real life. I feel very tired when I go home every night, and I am also confused about my work. Let me adjust it and try to ensure that it is updated every two days.

Never give up.

Back to the article itself, this setting is actually borrowed from the American drama "Nikita", and I recommend it to everyone.

Preview of the next chapter: Who is the suspect in your mind?