Zhou Cunguang followed quickly, and the constant temperature box automatically slid to one side of the room, where some glass beds were placed, which looked a bit like the ice coffin provided by the funeral home after a person died, but there was no lid and there was a chill inside.

The constant temperature box opened and slowly rose, moving towards the ice coffin-like thing on the long table. One side of the ice coffin slowly went down, and a gray-haired little girl with legs blown off appeared in front of her.

Immediately afterwards, another door opened and several people wearing white coats and masks came in. They should be Rudolph's assistants.

"I'll get this done and wait for me for two minutes." Rudolph was very excited when he saw the body. He pointed at the little girl and said, "Her, get her first, and she was transported in less than ten minutes after she died."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to touch the child whose legs were blown off, and smiled with satisfaction: "It's still hot, rare."

After the little girl fell into the ice coffin, the ice coffin quickly moved to the corner of the wall, just to the side of the assistants. A frosted glass door was closed and she couldn't see what was being done inside.

Rudolph trotted over.

Then, he saw someone on the frosted glass carrying a head to the other side and put a square thing in it. Although the frosted glass-like door could only be seen one roughly, Zhou Cunguang felt that his hands could not control himself and tremble slightly.

He understood that in less than a minute, the head of the little girl who had just passed away, which was still warm, was taken off.

He took a deep breath and touched his hand in his pocket. He leaned against the thermostats he had just come in, quietly placed something underneath, and looked inside.

Gassed again.

I saw four children lined up with this, their bodies were still dirty, and the blood on their bodies had just solidified. They seemed to have just passed away and were so pitifully placed in the thermostat.

Some of them were shot in the heart, some had their stomachs penetrated, but their heads were all well. This should be the reason why they were transported to Rudolph.

But, what about their family? Are they just being transported away?

When I think about it, it's true that my family may have passed away.

Zhou Cunguang suddenly understood why Rudolph came here. A person like him who was obsessed with the research direction of human brain organoids that could give up his family, give up his future, and give up everything in the country, came here desperately like a pilgrimage. I believe that these "repeated fresh corpses" in his mouth are also one of the important reasons.

Where else is more killing than the war zone?

In any country's biotechnology research department, it does require human corpses to conduct anatomical research like Rudolph, but it cannot reach this number. As he said, it is very, very lucky to have four or five labs per quarter. After all, there are so few people who voluntarily donate their bodies.

These four or five must be divided into each department, and each department has scientists of different levels.

Rudolph came here ten years ago. At that time, he was just in his early twenties. Not to mention that there is no seniority abroad, it is impossible. No matter how talented a young scientist in his early twenties is, it is difficult for someone to have many research achievements in his seventies or eighties. Especially in the field of biotechnology, which requires extremely experience and experiments, it is difficult for him to be the first to study it.

And it's different here.

When he came ten years ago, the place had not developed as well as it is now, and there were not many black scientists in the field of biotechnology here, and he could get the best resources. Ten years later, he was only in his early thirties, and his brain had been dissected far more than any country's human brain research experts, and the information he could get was incomparable.

No wonder this is the paradise of the Black Science Academy. In addition to the minerals buried underground, the resources here can break through the technological blockade between countries and communicate freely, the continuous death here has also become the favorite thing of the Black Science Academy in some categories.

only……

Zhou Cunguang looked at these little people lying in the thermostat and couldn't help but feel compassion in his heart. What made him even more compassionate was that Rudolph looked at these little people without any sympathy and gratitude for an innocent life that had just passed away. You should know that when he saw someone voluntarily donating his body on the news on weekdays, medical staff would bend down to say goodbye together.

"Speed ​​up." As the two people came out of it, they pressed a button.

The thermostat rushed towards the freezer in an instant. Zhou Cunguang was not tall at all, and he could only see it with his toes. After moving like this, he could never see these children again. It didn't take too long to see him again, and he should have four heads.

Oh no, plus the little girl who just had a 'warm body', five heads.

These are five lives. Although they did not die in the laboratory, there were five people who had just passed away. If you took down five heads, you must have to go through cleaning or other procedures to ensure the freshness of the human brain, but there are no more five people.

The great power of the East emphasizes that one body is left with a whole body, and even scientific research, it must give the minimum dignity, right? Rudolph just touched the little girl's body so rudely, and said with a smile, "It's still warm." This kind of coldness made Zhou Cunguang feel trembling.

But at this time it was not a moment of trembling, anger or curiosity. Zhou Cunguang quickly observed the surroundings. Rudolph and his assistants were busy, while several robots placed in all directions looked straight in their direction.

After thinking about it, he secretly loosened his shoes with his feet and touched a small black magnetic piece from his pocket and hid it in his palm.

"Professor Rudolph!" he shouted, ran towards the frosted glass door. After running for less than two steps, his shoes loosened and threw them to the ground of a group of tables. He immediately lay on the ground and crawled in.

"Illegal intrusion, illegal intrusion, illegal intrusion." Three robots occurred at the same time, one of which slid towards Rudolph, and the other two drove towards Zhou Cunguang.

"What's wrong?" Rudolph rushed out, still wearing gloves, bloody.

"My shoes fell in, I took them out." Zhou Cunguang crawled out from under the table, looked at Rudolph innocently, and raised the small shoes in his hand.

"You kid." Rudolph's blame for the kid was obviously much lighter. He smiled, shook his head and turned around and was about to walk inside, but suddenly stopped. He turned his head suddenly: "Don't move! I'm just having sex with you..."

The word "trading" was not expressed. He realized that there was an assistant behind him and swallowed it. It was indeed a scammer. After Rudolph entered the laboratory, he remembered the transaction with Zhou Cunguang.

After thinking about it, he went back inside and took off his gloves, walked out quickly with a gloomy face, stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhou Cunguang's arm: "Come with me."

As he walked, he took the paper and pen from the table, put it in his pocket, and pulled him into the door on the east side. He brushed three passwords and opened the back door. It was cold inside, to be precise, extremely cold, probably about minus thirty degrees below zero.

"Put on." Rudolph took out a piece of his clothes from the cabinet next to him and handed them to Zhou Cunguang. The clothes were very light and thin in his hand, and it didn't look very cold. When he put them on, he magically discovered that not only the cold was cold, but the clothes seemed to be charged, and continued to dissipate heat, which was very comfortable. I don't know what material it was made of.

"There will be no surveillance here. Tell me, who are you?" Rudolph took a step back and took a dagger from the cabinet. The dagger was very sharp and shining with a cold light. He just looked at Zhou Cunguang and looked at him up and down.

It can be seen that Rudolph, who had escaped from science, has regained his rationality. He held a dagger in his right hand and placed his left hand on his stomach stiffly, which shows that he is very cautious.

"It doesn't matter who I am." Zhou Cunguang smiled and spread his hands.

"No, who you are, of course it matters." The dagger in Rudolf's hand dropped. Zhou Cunguang's move to spread his hands seemed to relax. This was also the effect Zhou Cunguang wanted. He waved his left hand: "I don't make a deal with people I don't trust. I think you've found the wrong person."

Zhou Cunguang smiled slightly. Although Rudolph's attitude was kept from others thousands of miles away, he was not panicked because he knew in his heart that if it was true as Rudolph said, he would not have let himself come to a R&D room as important as his, nor would he bring him to this cold place like a freezer without surveillance.

"No, it doesn't matter who I am. You don't need to know me at all. What is the most important thing in business? What I trade with you? Are you worth it in this transaction? Is it worth it? Am I worth it, right?"

When Zhou Cunguang said this calmly, Rudolph nodded involuntarily, and he came to the point.

"You... aren't you a child?" Rudolph asked, looking at Zhou Cunguang.

The lights in the room were very dim and red. The floating mist fell on Zhou Cunguang's hair, which quickly made his hair stiff one by one. Under the red dim light, Zhou Cunguang's innocent face was still innocent when he said these words, and even his movements were not as shadow as an adult.

Korudolph's intuition told him: This could not be the mind of a six-year-old child.

When it comes to geniuses, Rudolph has seen many geniuses around him. He has seen many young geniuses, but no matter how talented he has in his professional field, he is still far inferior to adults in terms of mind. This is limited by age.

Although the boy in front of me looked like a child, he looked like a child just now, but his steadiness and keenness, as well as his determination during negotiations, was so perfect.

Perfection is definitely not something a child can do.

Zhou Cunguang did not answer his words, but just smiled faintly: "Talk about the important things."

"No, before talking about the serious business, I have to tell you whether you are a child or not." Rudolph insisted.

"I'll tell you after talking about the serious matter." Zhou Cunguang also insisted, but his insistence was filled with the smell of bait on the hook. Unlike Rudolph's serious expression, his expression was very relaxed.

It was so relaxed that it made people feel that he was not negotiating, but was just going directly to the negotiating table and taking away his crown.

"No……"

"No matter whether our deal is successful or not, I will tell you after the negotiation." Zhou Cunguang did not give Rudolph the chance to dig deeper into this topic, so he released the bait. Rudolph blinked when he heard it.

Whether he is a child or not, he knows after the conversation, and it is not a big deal. He just solves Rudolf's doubts.

"Okay." Rudolph nodded.

Zhou Cunguang's brows trembled slightly, everything was going according to his expectations, and even went smoother. Rudolph not only agreed to the negotiations, but also had no resistance and was even full of expectations.

He hoped that after the talk, Zhou Cunguang confirmed his judgment: this was not a child, but a dwarf.
Chapter completed!