Shengjie Pharmaceuticals is a small pharmaceutical laboratory under Shengjie Group. One month ago, all employees were given a long vacation in the name of the safety implicit caused by drug leakage.

In the quiet night, Sheng Jie's laboratory kept roaring as usual.

"Where is the superpower? Where is the superpower I want?!"

A middle-aged man in a white coat and glasses roared at his subordinates with anger, "It's been more than a month! Even a psychic person hasn't brought me back! What are you doing for food!"

In front of him, a row of subordinates lowered their heads and eyebrows, without saying a word, and were honestly scolded.

They were also puzzled. How did they catch all the abilities that are fake, and none of them really have abilities.

They even doubted whether there was something wrong with the instrument.

"The streets are full of psychics! The whole world is full of psychics! You have to catch a group of fake people and come back. Are you blind? "

The middle-aged man continued to roar, venting his anger.

It was so annoying. He caught dozens of people in more than a month, but none of them were supernatural people. Now he felt that this group of men was all waste!

"That, professor..."

"Call the Vice President!"

The middle-aged man glared at the person who was talking in a tremendous tone and said coldly: "How many times have I said that we are not young researchers in the institute now, members of the Evolution Association, and people who are about to change the world!"

He firmly believes that their research can change the world.

"Yes, Vice President."

The man in the black robe swallowed his saliva, looked at the vice president timidly, and whispered: "We may have some problems with our judgment. There are probably no millions of psychics in the world."

"What do you mean?"

The vice president looked at him coldly: "You mean there are no psychics in the world, they are all human fantasies. It is normal that you can't catch them. You shouldn't be taught a lesson, right?"

"No, no!"

The hand was so furious that he shook his head repeatedly, and said in fear: "I mean, there is a misjudgment of the ratio of the awakened abilities to the unaware people."

"The proportion of the world's population to the current psychics is 700:1, but these psychics also contain a large number of false psychics who attract attention. The ratio should be several times."

They believe that there are tens of millions of abilities in the world, but there are not tens of millions of abilities in real existence.

"I understand."

The vice president looked at him expressionlessly, and said coldly: "In other words, there are actually very few psychics. It is normal for you to not even catch dozens of them. As long as you catch tens of thousands of people, you will definitely find a real psychic."

"Yes? Yes? Yes?"

Three, right? It made the subordinate tremble and sweating all over, and he didn't dare to speak.

Standing in the corner, Deacon Nan, who had been watching all this, sighed in his heart and walked over with a tablet computer in his hand.

Deacon Southern and Deacon Northern were both associate professors of the Linhuo Institute. They fled to Shangshui City with the president of the rebels and established a scientific research organization called the Evolution Association.

According to incomplete statistics, there are nearly 10,000 such organizations in the country now, and the number is rising rapidly.

"Vice President, actually we already have a goal."

Deacon Nan handed the tablet to the vice president, cut a video open, and said calmly: "This is a video taken by a researcher from close range, which can be confirmed to be a real supernatural."

"who?"

The vice president turned his attention to the screen.

The tall figure on the screen faced the camera, saying something, then gently snapped his fingers, and the building behind him exploded and fell down in response to the sound. The camera was so scared that it trembled extremely.

After watching this video, the vice president fell into silence. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

I asked you to find the supernatural beings, not to ask you to find the boss!

"This building is the one that collapsed due to old reasons as mentioned in the news?"

The vice president asked Deacon Nan.

"Um."

Deacon Nan said: "This person is the head of the Shangshui City Superpower Agency. His superpower is blasting. He is called the strongest superpower in Shangshui City. This is already the second building he blasted."

"According to the escaped researcher..."

"It's a member, not a researcher."

The vice president corrected.

Deacon Nan paused and said again: "According to the escaped researcher, the chief of the agency said that he had spoken out and hoped that we would surrender, otherwise we would be killed."

"Submit yourself?"

The vice president was a little scared after watching the video, but when he heard that they were asking them to surrender, he sneered: "A mere psychic jammer and a bullet can be controlled. He won't really think he is invincible, right?"

As a professor of science, he does not look down on psychics, he just looks down on the current psychics.

"So that..."

Deacon Nan had no intention of fear and asked, "Do you want to catch him back?"

"Then catch it."

The vice president said lightly: "It is best to use such a powerful psychic as the beginning of the experiment."

"I got it, I'll go and prepare."

Deacon Nan nodded, waved his hand and took away all the trembling subordinates.

Looking at the empty laboratory, the vice president suddenly realized something was wrong.

He has two associate professors under him, which one?

He took out his cell phone and called the North Deacon.

It took more than ten seconds to connect, and there were bursts of gunfire sounds from the other side of the phone.

"After finishing professor, I'm afraid I can't go back."

The messy and heavy voice of the Deacon North came over.

"Call me vice president."

The vice president looked solemn and frowned: "What's going on?"

“Huhhhhhhhhhhhh…”

Deacon Bei took a few breaths and said in a grievanced voice: "I don't know either. Now the entire Shangshui City is wanting me. I have been running for several hours and I am about to end."

"Is it the police?"

The vice president asked: "If it is the police, you should give up resisting. Anyway, all the people who have been arrested are put back. If they don't sue you, you have not committed any law. You will be imprisoned for a few days if you can't beat them."

On the other side of the phone.

Deacon Bei looked down at the bullet shell under his feet, and then looked at the gun in his hand.

Can this be solved in a few days?

"It seems not the police."

The Deacon Bei said with confusion in his voice: "Whose personal bodyguard should be chasing me."

He was also confused. Not only was he chased by bodyguards, he refused to let him in the hotel, but he was also driven out of the convenience store, just as if the whole world was full of enemies in a blink of an eye.

"bodyguard?"

The vice president frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said calmly: "Maybe he was arresting someone wrong. You can hold on for a while. I will call the investor to ask if he can sit down and talk."
Chapter completed!