Chapter 32 Chapter 14 Drawer Code

Situ went to Junze's house to discuss the case, An Ran opened the door for him, made coffee, prepared snacks and fruits, and went back to his room without saying a word.Situ hesitated for a moment, and asked Junze cautiously, "Are you all right?" "What's the matter with two big living people standing in front of you?" Jun Ze evaded. "Junze..." Situ wanted to say something. "You're here to discuss the case," Jun Ze emphasized, "don't digress." Situ shrugged helplessly, "Could it be that you won't come?" "He is no longer suitable for intervening." Jun Ze said.

"Because of Meng Die?" "Although I don't know how much Meng Die knows about this matter, I don't want to take risks." "That's right," Situ nodded, "The less he knows, the less he will be hurt." "Are you talking about Fei?" Jun Ze burst out laughing, "I just want to keep the case secret." "Don't treat him as a saint, he will get hurt too." "If it's Meng Die from before, I won't deny it, but this one now," Jun Ze shook his head, "it won't affect him yet." "How do you know?" Situ wondered.

"Because there is one thing missing from her body." Situ looked at him suspiciously. "Emotion." Jun Ze said. "The same sentence, how do you know?" "Cells can be copied," Jun Ze stared at Situ, "Can feelings be cloned too?" fallacy!Situ criticized in his heart.However, he could not refute and explain in words.In medicine, feelings cannot be replicated. "Assuming our inference is true, who is most likely to commit the crime, who is most motivated to commit the crime, and who is the most capable of committing the crime?" Jun Ze changed the subject without warning.

Situ smiled wryly, "Mencius, Mencius, Mencius. Actually, you just need to ask who is the most suspicious." "Where's the evidence?" Jun Ze replied with serious eyes. "If there is evidence, are we still wasting time sitting here?" Situ said, "Now we can only infer without evidence, and it is still extraordinary evidence." "Murder with a high IQ," Jun Ze scratched his head, "Smart people nowadays don't do good things." "Actually, it is not difficult to prove that Meng Die is a human clone. What is difficult is to prove that some organs in her body were taken from other human clones." Situ said.

"It's impossible. Could it be that she was allowed to lie on the operating table to be dissected by a forensic doctor? Also, it is our inference that Meng Die received an organ transplant, and there is no evidence." "But without the support of new organs, it is impossible for clones to survive for more than thirty years." "You say it's impossible," Jun Ze said, "I know it's impossible, but Mencius can refute you with just one sentence - there is no absolute in medicine." "But if he commits a crime and leaves clues, that's for sure. There are three problems we must solve now." Situ began to think, "First, where does he carry out cloning and organ transplantation activities? Hospitals are impossible, he There must be a secret laboratory. Second, how does he dispose of the corpses? If Meng Die is also his surgical target, then he must not have started the experiment recently, so where did the unexposed clone corpses go? Third, he How to obtain customers? He can obtain the original cells of human clones through normal surgical methods, but how can the patients who receive secret organ transplants be contacted?"

"That's right. It is impossible for Mencius to carry out such a large-scale medical experiment while completely separated from the outside world. There must be loopholes." "His relationship with the patient is highly variable and concealed, and if his patient intends to protect him, we may not be able to find out." "Wait, there is another question. He is a doctor, and he can use the hospital's own corpse processing system to destroy the corpse. Why take the risk of throwing the corpse?" Situ frowned. "That's not necessarily the case. What if we find only individual corpses that he couldn't pass through the hospital for some reason, maybe a large number of corpses have already been disposed of through the hospital?" Jun Ze clapped his hands, "We can check the hospital Is there any loophole in the handling of the dead body?"

"He is the top supervisor of the hospital's surgery department. If I check the hospital records, I won't gain anything." "Among the three lines, the one with the least variability and the lowest destructibility is the secret laboratory." Junze said, "The monitoring of human cloning, the surgical equipment for organ transplantation, and the conduct of various experiments must have regular observation and monitoring. Testing. The secret laboratory must be the place Mencius went to most frequently besides his home and the hospital." "But according to the investigation, Mencius's life is very regular, basically two points and one line between home and hospital." Situ recalled the private detective's report.

"Wait, the hospital building he is working in is the new address half a year ago, so there is only one possibility," Jun Ze's eyes lit up, "The secret laboratory is in his home." Mencius fell asleep very deeply.Even doctors are not immune to drugs. Meng Die stole the key and entered Mencius' study.What she felt was the bone-piercing cold, like the fear and loneliness in the operating room, which was on the verge of life and death. It was so cold that one's blood coagulated and dried up.This place has always been a forbidden place in the family.Meng Die's eyes wandered around, and when she passed the bookshelf, she landed on a book called "Blood Analysis".Meng Die searched for this book for a long time, Mencius obviously knew about it, since he had it in his collection, why did he hide it?Meng Die wanted to pull out the book, but the book seemed to be stuck to the bookshelf and could not be moved at all.Meng Die exerted more strength, and with a click, the bookcase was completely moved away, revealing a path.

Is this Huangquan Road?Meng Die smiled coldly and walked in. With a full set of medical equipment, running electronic equipment, and "walking corpses" everywhere, Meng Die seems to have seen hell, but also seems to have found her destination.They are my kind.Meng Die looked at the numb but real face behind the glass, and the mechanical but moving limbs, with bursts of chill seeping out from behind. She walked to a cabinet with three drawers, the first one marked "-1993". In 1994, my father passed away. In this cabinet, is my father's brilliance. The second one, marked "1993-".Since this is not hers, it can only belong to Mencius.Not even forty years old, he is really a genius.

The third one, marked "ot".I do not know what it meant. Meng Die opened the first drawer, took out the files, and read them one by one.Code, code, code.Meng Die counted one after another, until she saw the document marked "19780825002", she stopped.That was her birthday, no, it was Meng Die's birthday.She opened the file and browsed, a smile suddenly appeared on her face, but the smile was sad. Everything you want to prove is confirmed.Meng Die closed the file and prepared to leave. However, her gaze stayed on the third drawer for no reason. "ot", her most direct association, is organ transplant.Thinking of the recent cases, she actually had the urge to reach out and open the drawer.She tried hard to curb this impulse, but unfortunately, failed.The third drawer was slowly pulled open.Another document with the code name "19780825002".

After quietly listening to a long story, I was deeply moved by the plot of the story. "I'm jealous of you," Jing Jing said. "Why are you jealous of me?" Mo Fei asked. Jing Jing didn't answer, just shed tears. "No matter what you are jealous of me, don't let your sister Die know." "Why?" An Jing cried. "Let her know I made you cry so I can prepare to cry." Quiet chuckled, but tears still glistened in his eyes. "You care about her?" An Jing asked. Mo Fei pursed his lips and said, "Yes, I really care." "But you know, they are two people after all." "I know." "Then you still care?" "I don't think there is any contradiction in this, they are all good women worthy of love, I will not refuse to approach other women to prove my love for my wife, and I will not refuse her to prove that I do not use her as a substitute Yu Qianli. If I do that, it will only prove that my love is too fragile, so fragile that I have to prove it deliberately to persist. On the contrary, I love my wife, so I have to love her more. They are very similar, this similarity and appearance It doesn’t matter, they are like the kind that go to the bone marrow, they give us the most perfect, and keep the cruelest to themselves. I would like to believe that she is an angel sent by my wife to help me get happiness.” Quiet eyes dimmed, and in the darkness, there was a little light looking for Ye's exit, "If only Fu Junze could think like this." Could it be that he was stunned.Quiet, actually took the initiative to mention Fu Junze, and, still in this atmosphere.Could not help but laugh.She finally started to come out. An Ran was lying on the bed, the conversation between Situ and Jun Ze still lingering in her ears.Meng Die is a clone, this statement can indeed explain her abnormality today, that kind of weakness and trance, not at all like the usual Meng Die, as if a person has been eroded by a nightmare, and the sentence that seems to be a joke that people and ghosts have different paths , Thinking about it now, it was a kind of emotional self-mockery after learning of his irreversible fate. Do you know about this?And Jing Jing, she has lived in Meng's house for nine years, will she know these secrets?An Ran suddenly thought of the four words of murder and silence. Fear did not make her curl up, but instead made her sit up from the bed, wishing she could go to Mo Fei's house immediately to protect the quiet.Situ said that without evidence, one cannot act rashly. Yes, evidence must be found. If there is extraordinary evidence, use unusual methods.