Chapter 12 Section Eleven

Ever since that woman named Sakai Yuri appeared, Kento has been living in tension and anxiety.Whenever he needs to use his mobile phone and e-mail, he suspects that someone is watching; every time he walks at night, he feels that someone is following him. This weekend night, the researcher deliberately delayed the progress of the experiment and adjusted the time to go home.If you leave the laboratory with your supervisor Nishioka and go to the rental house, you can walk together. "Koga-kun." The girl in the same grade greeted. The researcher turned his head: "What's wrong?"

"There are guests coming." "guest?" "Well, it's at the door." Normally, no one would come to the laboratory to look for him, and the researcher couldn't help but sound the alarm in his mind.The door to the lab cannot be seen from the front of the bench. "Who is it?" "Go and see for yourself." "It's not a middle-aged woman, is it?" "No, it's a man." "Male?" Another kind of uneasiness welled up in my heart.Could there be a new threat?Bring chloroform eluent, and let the other party smell it if there is any danger-this idea flashed in his mind, but was immediately dismissed.Unlike suspense TV dramas, if it is actually used in reality, it may kill the other party.

Yanren tremblingly came to the corridor and looked towards the door.In the laboratory, near the door, stood a neatly dressed boy with a humble attitude.He is neither fat nor thin, wearing a pair of small glasses, looking at Yan Ren with gentle eyes. Contrary to expectations, the comer is a healing character.The researcher who put down his guard temporarily stepped forward and introduced himself, "I am Koga." The other party replied: "Student Doi introduced me." "Doi?" After Yanren asked back, he remembered who the other party was, and couldn't help shouting happily, "Ah! You are from the Department of Pharmaceutical Physical Chemistry..."

"Yes, my name is Li Zhengxun." It wasn't until the Korean student reported his name that the researcher realized that the other party had an accent. "My name is Kento Koga, nice to meet you." Zheng Xun asked with a smile: "Are you busy now? How about talking about it another day?" The researcher glanced at his watch, it was half past seven in the evening.Fortunately, today is Saturday. "Xiao Li, do you have any plans for tonight?" "No." "How about meeting in thirty minutes?" "no problem." The researcher remembered that the two laptops that he planned to show the other party were still in the rental house. "Excuse me, can you meet me where I live? It's only a ten-minute walk from here."

"Can I park my motorcycle there?" "It should be fine, you wait." Researcher entered the meeting room, picked up the recording paper left by someone, drew a map on it on how to get to his house, and then returned and said: "The 204 of this apartment building Room number, see you at eight." "OK." "See you later." After breaking up with Li Zhengxun, Yanren hurriedly started to complete the work.After setting up the overnight reaction on the bench, he left the laboratory in a hurry. He felt a little unbelievable when he thought that foreigners would welcome in his small rental house.Considering that the refrigerator was empty, Yanren rushed in before closing and bought a bunch of canned juices and snacks.He originally wanted to buy some beer, but the guests wanted to come by motorcycle, and it seemed inappropriate to persuade them to drink, so he gave up.

The researcher galloped on the night road, and his thoughts drifted back to his middle school days.When he returned to his father's hometown, he had a quarrel with his grandfather and uncle because the previous generation of his family hated people from China and the Korean peninsula. "Those guys are not trustworthy. The Chinese and North Koreans are the same." Uncle emphasized at the banquet.The researchers were surprised at first.He did not expect that there were so many foreigners living in Kofu. "Uncle, have you ever dealt with Chinese and Koreans?" Yanren asked.

Uncle rolled his eyes and said, "No." This time it was Yanren's turn to roll his eyes: "I haven't dealt with them before, why do you hate them?" The grandfather next to him interjected with a dark face: "When I was young in Tokyo, I once quarreled with North Koreans, and they beat me up violently." The researcher asked his grandfather, who had great physical strength, "Have you ever quarreled with the Japanese?" "I have quarreled many times." "Then you hate the Japanese too?" Grandpa opened his mouth wide: "What nonsense! How can the Japanese hate the Japanese?"

"That's weird, it's all quarrels, why do you hate people from the Korean Peninsula?" Yanren replaced the "Korean people" that his grandfather said with "people from the Korean Peninsula".Although "North Korean" is only a national appellation, it always has a sense of contempt when it is spoken by the elderly.The researcher didn't want to put on the colored glasses of racial discrimination, "Isn't the reason why grandpa and uncle hate those people too far-fetched?" "Nonsense!" Grandpa scolded angrily, and the hostility in his heart broke out instantly.

"At your age, you love to say such things." Uncle also said in a lecturing tone, "Just like your father, you love to talk nonsense." The researcher did not expect that he would be hated by his grandfather and uncle because of this incident.Is kinship not as important as hatred for Chinese and Koreans?Can an unknown person in a small city conclude that foreigners are an inferior race?However, what do the words "Chinese" and "North Korean" refer to in their mouths?Is it the ones they've never spoken to?If so, they simply don't know what those two words refer to.As an elder, don't you find this contradictory?As a middle school student researcher, he was deeply shocked by the stupidity of his grandfather and uncle.

Shortly thereafter, the researchers became more and more horrified when they learned that the Japanese had launched a massacre.After the Great Kanto Earthquake, rumors spread that the North Koreans set fires everywhere and poisoned wells.The government, officials, and newspapers also participated in spreading such baseless rumors, inciting the Japanese to massacre thousands of people from the Korean peninsula.In addition to killing with pistols, Japanese knives and sticks, the victim was even brutally tied on his back to the ground and crushed to death by a truck.It is said that at the time, the Japanese felt guilty about annexing the Korean peninsula by force and feared reprisals, which intensified and eventually turned into atrocities.Before long, the atrocities got so out of control that many Japanese were also killed as Koreans in Japan.

What makes the researcher creepy is that the people who committed these barbaric acts were mainly ordinary citizens.Had my racist grandfather and uncle been there, they would have joined in the massacre.Generally speaking, people who can calmly make racist remarks will burst into cruel nature under the influence of some kind of inducement, and become murderers without blinking an eye. What kind of demon possessed them?What kind of terror and pain did the victims suffer?Even the Japanese themselves don't know how terrible they are. Behind this horrific truth, there is only one thing that comforts Yanren, and that is what his uncle said viciously: "You are just like your father." Before entering middle school, Yanren had never been aware of the hidden racial discrimination in Japanese society. , This is all thanks to the family environment.His father, Seiji, was especially enthusiastic about overseas students, and would often say with a smile, "Xiao Liu's thesis is very well written," or "Jin Jun's conference report is very exciting."This nature was inherited by the only son Yanren.From Yanren's point of view, this is the only virtue that he inherited from his father that is worth boasting about. During the Great Hanshin Earthquake, Koreans living in Japan and North Koreans and Japanese helped each other, Kento thought as he climbed the stairs of the apartment building.Times had changed, and he could only pray that his incoming guest didn't hate the Japanese.Foolish ancestors are a heavy burden for posterity. Researcher entered the room, quickly put away the clothes that were thrown everywhere, made sure that there was room for guests in the six-fold room, and then put the two laptops under the bed on the table. As soon as the appointed time arrived, the exhaust sound of a motorcycle came from outside the window.The motorcycle stopped outside the apartment building.The researcher came to the narrow balcony overlooking the alley, and found that Li Zhengxun had gotten off the motorcycle and was taking off his helmet.Researchers who ride big motorcycles are really rare. Yanren returned to the entrance and opened the door.Zheng Xun, who was going upstairs, raised his head and said, "Excuse me." "Please come in." Zhengxun took off his shoes and entered the room, and scanned the room with a smile. "I'm sorry to bother you to run." "Where, I came to visit suddenly, I should be embarrassed." After the two exchanged pleasantries again, Yanren asked Zhengxun to sit on the chair in front of the table. "I want you to look at these two laptops." "These two?" Zheng Xun asked. "Yes." Yanren replied, and suddenly realized that after meeting Zhengxun, the conversation between the two was as blunt as a primer on linguistics, "By the way, Xiao Li, how old are you this year?" "Twenty-four years old." "I'm also twenty-four years old, so let's not meet strangers when we talk." Researcher suggested, and then asked quickly, "Do you know what it means to meet strangers?" "I know." Zheng Xun also put on a relaxed tone. Yanren smiled and said, "You can call me Yanren." "Then you can call me Zheng Xun." "Okay. Drink whatever you want." The researcher put the juice he just bought on the ground and got to the point. "First of all, this small computer. It can't be started. Is there any way to know what data is in it?" Zhengxun turned on the A5-sized laptop and pressed the power button.The screen is as blue as ever.After repeated startup and forced shutdown several times, Zheng Xun had to give up.He took out his laptop, connected it to the small black notebook with a network cable, and performed a series of operations.Researchers who are not familiar with computers have no idea what Zhengxun is going to do. About half an hour later, Zhengxun turned his head and said to the researcher sitting on the floor, "I don't understand." "It's really tricky, isn't it?" Zheng Xun nodded and said, "I suspect it's broken, but I'm not 100% sure." "That means it might be broken?" "It's possible." Zhengxun thought for a moment, and his usually soft gaze suddenly turned sharp, which is the unique expression of a researcher, "Lend me a week and let me examine it more carefully, okay?" "Hmm..." Yan Ren also thought about it.In his last words, his father warned him that he must never hand over the computer to others, and not long ago, the Sakai Yuri incident happened.If you hand over the laptop to Zheng Xun, will it cause him trouble too? "I want to give it to you, but this is not my machine and cannot be given to others." "Then there's no way." "Let's rest for a while." Yan said, and handed Zheng Xun a can of drink. The researcher took the break to think about another computer problem.He wants Zhengxun to study the "GIFT" software that may be related to his major, but he doesn't know how to explain it to him.Although it seems like a dream to develop a specific medicine for terminal illness within a month, the researcher still wants to hear Zheng Xun's opinion. The researcher believed that Korean students are trustworthy, so he said, "Can you keep the things we're going to talk about next?" Zhengxun frowned in surprise and nodded. "I have to make an agonist of the GPCR within a month." "What? A month?" "Exactly. The 'GIFT' software is the tool for that." The researcher succinctly introduced the strange research his father had ordered him to complete.Knowing that Yanren's father had recently passed away, Zheng Xun expressed his sincere condolences, but otherwise remained silent and listened.Finally, when it comes to the fact that an important part of pharmaceuticals is missing from his father's plan, Yanren can't help but feel a little ashamed. "It won't work, right? My dad's major is virology, he must be thinking too simply." However, Zhengxun did not immediately deny Yanren's father's plan.His expression is serious, and he should be using his brain to think. "Then I will put aside the inherent concepts and talk about it purely from a logical point of view." "Speaking." "I understand what your father was thinking when he made this plan." "What?" Yan Ren leaned out in shock. "There is only one condition for the successful implementation of this seemingly impossible plan, that is, the software 'GIFT' is perfect." "Perfect?" Zheng Xun nodded and said: "If you can accurately establish the receptor model and perfectly design the chemical structure of the drug that binds to it, then you only need to follow the steps." "That is to say, the next step is to synthesize the drug according to its chemical structure?" "That's right, so the research steps formulated by your father are the most basic conditions for the successful synthesis of drugs." If pharmaceutical software can generate perfect blueprints, synthesizing compounds is equivalent to creating drugs.Regardless of whether the assumption is true or not, from a logical point of view, this conclusion is indeed correct. Use the necessary software in an A4-sized white laptop. It turned out that his father had given sufficient instructions in his suicide note.Zheng Xun is right, as long as the "GIFT" software is perfect, his father's plan will definitely be successfully implemented. "But is there such a powerful software in this world?" "No." Zhengxun flatly denied it. The National People's Congress was disappointed, "What's the use of being logically established?" "I said that out of respect for your father." Zheng Xun smiled, reaching out to the bigger computer, "Let's take a look at the 'GIFT' software." The computer started up quickly, and a CG image of "variant GPR769" appeared on the screen.Zhengxun exclaimed: "What is this?" "From a professional point of view, is it really strange?" "I've never seen such a realistic image. Well... how should I put it? There is still a reason for such a design." Zhengxun stared at the transmembrane structure receptor composed of seven α-helices. After a while, he moved the mouse and tapped the keyboard to confirm the various functions of "GIFT", muttering "so it is" or "What's going on?" He laughed occasionally.After viewing it, Zhengxun said: "It's incredible! This software is fifty years ahead of the current scientific level. It is impossible to write such a software with the level of modern humans." "That is to say, it surpasses human intelligence?" "Yes, beyond human intelligence. Through the base sequence of the gene, the three-dimensional structure of the receptor protein can be known, so as to design the chemical structure of the drug that binds to it, and predict the structure of the complex after the drug binds to the receptor. .By the way, what is this?" There is an option in the menu that says "ADMET".This term is related to the researcher's specialty. "This is an acronym for the five English words absorption, distribution, metabolism, excretion and toxicity, and is an indicator of the state of a drug after it enters the body." "Oh..." Zheng Xun seemed to understand, "Is it the dynamics and toxicity of the drug in the body?" "This software, even 'ADMET' can predict?" "Well, just looking at this function, there is nothing surprising, because other software can also predict the dynamics and toxicity of drugs in the body. But 'GIFT' can also specify the biological type, choose human or mouse. There is also a genome input column, if necessary Implement customized medicine." Researchers have also begun to realize how unusual the software "GIFT" is. "If the software was perfect, there would be no need for clinical trials." "Well. The entire pharmaceutical engineering can be undertaken by this universal software. What people have to do is to synthesize drugs and confirm the results." Yanren and Zhengxun looked at each other and smiled. "Next——" Zheng Xun looked at the computer again, seeming to be very interested in this magical software, "Let's find evidence that this software is not perfect. What good way do you have?" "I don't know if this is useful?" The researcher took out a stack of papers stuffed on the bookshelf, which were related papers on alveolar epithelial cell sclerosis downloaded by intern Yoshihara. "Researchers in Portugal have released the three-dimensional structure of the receptor just mentioned." Zheng Xun browsed through the paper and murmured: "Is it homology modeling? That's great." Then he repeatedly compared the images in "GIFT".Real CG images become abstract models made of balls and ribbons.By zooming in on the active site of the receptor, the part that binds the ligand is revealed at the atomic level. "Sure enough." Zheng Xun said, "The two models are very different. The values ​​​​of the atomic coordinates are also different." "So 'GIFT' is a lie?" Zhengxun said with a bitter face: "I don't know yet. Logically, there are three possibilities: the Portuguese researchers are wrong, or 'GIFT' is wrong, or both are wrong." The researcher deeply admires Zheng Xun's attitude of refusing to make judgments lightly.Strong logical thinking ability is the only weapon of scientific workers. "Actually, computer-aided drug design has encountered a bottleneck. Even with the most advanced software, it is difficult to accurately predict the three-dimensional structure of membrane proteins. Most of the PhDs in Portugal also used the wrong model." Zhengxun opened the software in his laptop, copied the base sequence information, and entered "GIFT". "The structure of this protein is known, let's do an experiment and compare the results generated by 'GIFT'." After hitting the Enter key, a string of English words appeared on the screen: Please connect to the Internet. "Why is that?" Zheng Xun asked puzzled. The researcher connects the high-speed Internet cable to an A4-sized white laptop.After the machine was connected to cyberspace, the screen of "GIFT" also changed. Remain time 00:03:11 This number is decreasing by the second. "Just three minutes?" Zheng Xun muttered. Three minutes later, "GIFT" gave the answer.The three-dimensional structure of the protein specified by Zhengxun appeared in the window.Zheng Xun compared them carefully, his expression becoming more and more serious. "Oddly enough, this software accurately depicts the structure of a protein made of a hundred amino acids." The researchers were also surprised.Doesn't this prove that "GIFT" is perfect? But Zhengxun still didn't immediately draw a conclusion. "My first thought was that this software is fake." "Then how can it simulate the structure of proteins?" "It requires an Internet connection for computing, right?" "Ok." "It might find protein structures already on the Internet, pretending to be the result of its own calculations. As long as you access the protein database, you can find a lot of similar information." "So that's how it is." The researcher said, but immediately discovered a new problem, "But in this way, won't we be unable to judge the authenticity of 'GIFT'?" "That's right. We can't tell whether 'GIFT' calculated the correct result ourselves, or stole someone else's discovery, because there is only one correct structure. But if you calculate an unknown structure, then no one knows 'GIFT' and others Model who is right and who is wrong." They seem to have fallen into an extremely cunning trap.But if "GIFT" is a fake, who is going to the trouble of making such a joke, and for what purpose? Zhengxun asked: "Is your father familiar with programming?" "I don't understand at all." "Then where did he get the software?" "have no idea." Gift——the name of this software gradually exudes a gloomy atmosphere. "There is also a possibility that 'GIFT' is indeed perfect. Of course, this is just a hypothesis." Zhengxun emphasized, "If this hypothesis is true, then 'GIFT' may be hacking software with a cloud system." "Cloud system?" "Yes. This is the method used by the 'SETI Project' to find aliens. To detect signals from cosmic radio waves that may be emitted by intelligent life requires an extremely large amount of calculations. Therefore, the project recruited a large number of volunteers, Network their computers and use part of their computer's CPU to perform calculations. If hundreds of thousands of computers are aggregated, their computing power will exceed that of a supercomputer." "Can I say something off topic?" "Can." "Did they find aliens?" "Not yet." Yanren was a little disappointed. "The radio waves of unknown origin from the center of the Milky Way have only been detected six times in the past. Now these radio waves are still a mystery. Astronomers from all over the world have established reporting procedures to deal with the situation of finding aliens." "Oh." "Let's get down to business." Jung-hoon quickly shifted his focus from aliens to "GIFT." "There are two important factors that determine software performance: the computer's computing power and algorithms." "Algorithm refers to calculation steps, right?" "Not bad. Eliminate useless calculations and get the correct answer in fewer steps." Researchers think desperately to understand this non-professional knowledge. "If this computer is connected to a distributed computing system and the computing tasks are distributed to other computers, the computing power will be greatly improved. However, even if 100 million computers are connected, it is impossible to complete molecular dynamics simulation calculations. " Researchers also understand this point.It is precisely because the calculation is not perfect that it is necessary to collect data related to structure and activity in the pharmaceutical process to study more appropriate chemical results.The reason why developed countries are scrambling to develop supercomputers is also because the era when computing power is directly related to the level of science and technology has arrived. "What can make up for the lack of computing power is the simplification of the calculation steps, that is, the algorithm. Although various methods are used, there is no perfect algorithm. Different algorithms will give different answers. This is the limitation of today's science. In other words At present, the computing power mastered by human beings is not strong enough, and no one has discovered the perfect calculation steps." Zhengxun concluded. Yan Ren said: "In other words, 'GIFT' cannot be perfect." "According to common sense, it should be so." Zheng Xun replied, but his face still had an expression of uncertainty. "What doubts do you have?" Zheng Xun's words suddenly became vague: "How to put it, that feeling..." "Feel?" "Hmm... this software feels very strange to use." "How to say?" "Well...how should I put it?" Zhengxun tugged at his hair, and translated the strange feeling in his heart into Japanese, "When I use it, I feel that this software is really omnipotent." I am afraid that only Zheng Xun, who is proficient in software, can understand this feeling. "The person who developed this software should be a very good researcher. On the surface, he has a good understanding of the extremely complex life activities at the molecular level and the electronic level. If this software is really usable, how much will be awarded to the developer?" A Nobel Prize is not enough." Researchers feel the same way. "However, there seems to be no direct evidence that this software is a counterfeit product. This software is too ingeniously designed." "What is the purpose of the people who developed this software?" "It's also a mystery. In the eyes of experts, this software is 'impossible', and ordinary people don't know what it is." The researchers were enlightened when they heard the words, "Non-professional researchers may be deceived." "What's the meaning?" "A virologist like my father. Could he be fooled into believing it's 'universal pharma software'?" The woman named Yuri Sakai appeared in Kento's mind.What is the relationship between her and her father is still unknown. Did she bring this software to find her father on her own initiative and propose to develop a cure for terminal illness?The bait is the huge patent fees brought by new drugs.But in reality, "GIFT" is just a fake.Sakai Yuri intends to swallow the research funds invested by his father and leave.Sakai Yuri opened a bank account in the name of another person, showed his father a large amount of deposits in the account, and then tricked his father into transferring money into the account. However, why did Yuri Sakai risk appearing in front of Kento after his father died?It would make sense if she wanted to go back to the little computer that stored evidence of fraudulent activity, such as e-mail exchanges.She ignored the computer with "GIFT" installed because she couldn't be traced from the software. "Why is Dad so confused?" Yan said angrily. "Your father also has something worthy of recognition." Zhengxun comforted him. However, there is still one unreasonable place in this inference, and that is the "Heisman Report".What does the fifth section of this human extinction study report say?The researcher asked newspaper reporter Sugai to find the report, but there is no news so far.Not only the "Heisman Report", but also the "new drug development fraud" this time, it is best to talk to Sugai, the researcher thinks.Even be prepared to call the police if necessary. "Can you lend me this machine?" Zheng Xun asked, pointing to the computer with "GIFT", "I want to play it again." "Well, yes." "thanks." Zheng Xun chatted with the researcher for about an hour, exchanged mobile phone numbers, and then left before midnight.During the conversation, the researcher learned about the special experience of this Korean student.He skipped a grade in high school in his home country, went to college at seventeen, and was quite bright.Fluency in Japanese was learned at school.Later, when he took a leave of absence from college to serve in the military, he worked on a US military base and mastered English.Whether it is skipping a grade or serving in the military, the environment in which students live is also very different from country to country. The researcher watched Zhengxun leave, and suddenly found the feeling of hearing the news, and his mood was greatly lifted.He showered in the cramped bathroom, brushed his teeth, got ready for bed, and lay down in bed to make his final decision.Now that it is known that "GIFT" cannot be used, it can only be considered impossible to carry out the research left by his father.He can only give up the development of specific drugs for alveolar epithelial cell sclerosis. In short, definitely not, the often frustrated researcher said to himself.Save 100,000 children?What an overwhelming delusion. But there is one image that lingers in my mind. It was the little girl in pain with blood around her mouth. Kobayashi Dance Flower. From Yanren's apartment, walk for 20 minutes, and you will see the child.She lay in a hospital bed, gasping in agony from not getting enough oxygen.The girl who is real at this moment will disappear from the world in a month. die, drop. There is no one on this earth who can help that child. "Bastard." Yanren cursed softly, turned off the desk lamp, and planned to fall asleep. He tossed and turned in bed, but couldn't sleep soundly.Between half asleep and half awake, thoughts and dreams alternated, chaotic.The empty laboratory, the failure of the experiment, being blamed by the instructor, the mouse wriggling in the cage, the orphan receptor with the mouth open on the cell membrane... these scattered fragments emerged in the dark.Suddenly, a piece of soft electronic music came from nowhere... The researcher was startled, and then realized that he had fallen asleep just now.Stretching his right arm out of the bed, he picked up the mobile phone that was still on the floor and continued to ring. He half opened his eyes and looked at the LCD screen, which displayed "unknown number".It's five o'clock in the morning, and the room is still dark.The researcher answered the phone impatiently. "Hey?" "Kento Koga, please listen to me carefully." "Hey?" A sharp voice echoed in my ears: "Kento Koga, please listen to me." It was an artificial voice made by a computer, without any sense of cadence, "Kento Koga, please listen to me." "Who are you? It's such a big night." The other party ignored Yanren's anger and said to himself, "Leave your room within thirty minutes. Leave your room within thirty minutes. Don't stay in your room. Don't stay in your room." An artificial voice repeats every sentence in wacky Japanese.Prank?The researcher was thinking like this, and was about to hang up the phone when the content changed again: "Don't give the small computer to others. Don't give the small computer to others." The researchers realized this was referring to an A5-sized laptop.He got up from the bed and listened to the voice of the tablet on the phone. "Get out of your room in thirty minutes. Don't stay in your room. Don't give the small computer to anyone else." The artificial voice repeated the previous words, and then added, "Get out of your room. Get out of your room Run away. Turn off your phone. Turn off your phone." "Hello?" Yan Ren called and the phone was cut off at the same time. Researcher tapped his head to get rid of sleepiness.Thinking back to those strange words in the cold room, a gust of cold wind seemed to blow in my body. Do not give the small computer to others—— Get out of your room in thirty minutes— Escape from your room— This is clearly a warning.Could it be that in thirty minutes, someone will come to this room to snatch the laptop? turn off your phone— The researcher hastily turned off the phone, but still didn't know whether to believe the warning.The one who would come to grab the computer could only be that woman named Yuri Sakai.Who is that calling?The high-pitched artificial voice is mostly generated by typing text into a computer.The reason why I ignored the researcher's question and continued on my own is because these words were prepared in advance. don't stay in your room- The meaning of this sentence is understandable, but the way it is said is very awkward.Is it a foreigner?Li Zhengxun's face could not help appearing in Yanren's mind.No, Zheng Xun's Japanese is much more fluent, almost perfect. Yanren climbed out of bed and turned on the lights and air conditioner.Because of lack of sleep, the brain is groggy.If Sakai Yuri rushed over, then there was nothing to worry about.Although Yanren is thin and thin, if he puts his best efforts, he can drive her away. Run away——However, the artificial voice sounded extremely nervous, as if saying "If you don't run away, the consequences will be disastrous." As soon as the researcher entered the toilet, a chill ran up his spine again.That night, Yuri Sakai came to the university in a commercial car, and there was a figure in that car.There is more than one person on the other side. Sakai Yuri once said: "I also do it for the good of Kenren." Now, Kenren finally understands the implication of this sentence.That's threatening the researcher, if you don't hand over the computer, your life will be in danger. The researcher thought about it, and more than ten minutes were wasted.But what should we do?The researcher understands that his character is indecisive, but at this time he must act decisively.While going to the toilet and washing his face, Yanren decided on the next step.He didn't believe in the warning call, but to be on the safe side, he temporarily left the room to observe the development of the situation.Why don't you go to the convenience store to pass the time and return to the apartment after dawn. Researcher changed his clothes, took his wallet and room key, and put the turned off mobile phone in his pocket.In his panic, he almost forgot to take the most important thing—the A5-sized laptop.How should I take this thing away?He took off the down jacket on his body, and rummaged through the closet to find a coat for outdoor use.There was a map pocket on the chest of the coat, just right for the little computer. At this time, the sound of a car engine came from outside the window.The time is five twenty-six.With four minutes left, Yanren opened the curtains and windows while thinking, and quietly came to the balcony.It was still dark around.With the light of the street lamp, looking down at the one-way narrow alley downstairs, I saw a commercial vehicle parked under the balcony. It was similar in shape to Sakai Yuri's car, but the color was different.There is no doubt that the car was specifically chosen to stop at a location where it could block the entrance and exit of the apartment building. Yan Ren felt that his retreat was cut off.The only way to leave the building is to pass by the car. A man got off the passenger seat and stood beside the car.The man moved his shoulders, as if he was looking up, Yan Ren quickly retracted his head.What exactly is going on?Bending slightly, he returned to the house, suddenly realizing that he had made a fatal mistake.The lights were on in the room, the windows were open, and the curtains were left open.The man who got out of the car should have guessed that someone was in the room. The sound of doors opening and closing came from below.How many people are there on the other side?Just as Yanren was thinking like this, someone came outside the door.The harsh doorbell rang repeatedly, and the person who rang the doorbell seemed furious.The researcher trembled all over.At this point, pretending not to be there is not going to work anymore.He came to the door and watched through the cat's eyes.Outside the thin door, stood a middle-aged man with fierce eyes, wearing a uniform.Behind him stood two men in white masks. The researcher didn't dare to answer, and endured the urge to urinate and continued to peek outside.The man standing in the front row nodded to his companion behind.One of the men wearing a mask took out something that looked like a magnifying glass and covered the cat's eyes.Yanren's vision suddenly blurred, and he couldn't see outside. The researchers immediately realized what the other party was doing.The distortion caused by the cat's eye lens can be corrected through the magnifying glass, so as to peek into the room from the outside.In other words, the man wearing the mask must have seen the researcher inside the door. The researcher couldn't help taking a few steps back.At this time, a roar erupted outside the door: "Mr. Koga! Mr. Koga! Please open the door! We are from the Metropolitan Police Department!" Metropolitan Police Department?What is Metropolitan Police Department?the confused researcher asked himself. "We know you're inside! Open the door!" The opponent is the police.Although the researcher didn't know why the other party came, he clearly felt that the person who came was not kind.Calling himself a police officer early Sunday morning in order to get the attention of other residents in the apartment building.The researcher unscrewed the doorknob helplessly, leaving the door half open, but did not remove the chain. "Are you Mr. Kento Koga?" The man at the front showed his whole face and handed out something like an ID card, "I am Kadoda from the Metropolitan Police Department. Please let us in." The researcher was so nervous that his saliva dried up: "What are you doing?" The face of the man who claimed to be Kadoda became more and more severe: "It's about your father, Mr. Seiji." "My father?" "Please unchain the door, open the door, and I will tell you the details." Could it be that the police have already begun to investigate new drug development fraud?A faint expectation surged in the researcher's heart.However, the sudden visit by the police in the early morning cannot be said to be a good thing no matter how it is explained.The researcher said to the three with gloomy eyes, "Can I show my police ID?" Kadoda smacked his lips, opened the ID folder, and showed his police officer ID again. "Isn't the cover of the police card black?" "The old one was like that. This is what's used now." The researcher saw the department that Police Officer Kadoda belongs to: "What does the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department do?" Kadota closed his ID folder and said, "We are assisting in the investigation. Police from abroad have asked us about the recently deceased Professor Seiji Koga." "Police from abroad?" Yanren's panicked brain finally calmed down.What countries has your father been to?He has been to the United States and France to participate in academic conferences, and Zaire in Africa to investigate HIV. "Which country's police are they?" "United States." “美国的哪个州？” “不是某个州的警察。找上我们的是联邦调查局，也就是FBI。” 研人闻言大惊：“联邦调查局想知道什么？” “你父亲涉嫌犯罪，联邦调查局委托我们调查，他在前往美国研究机构时，是否窃取了实验数据。” 研人呆呆地盯着门田。再怎么可怜，父亲也不至于堕落到犯罪的田地吧。但研人立刻想到了间接证据，突然感到如坠冰窟。那证据就是父亲留下的神秘遗言。遗言中，父亲似乎不知道自己会死。 你收到这封信的时候，我已经在五天多之前，从你和你母亲面前消失了。 难道说，父亲已经预见到自己将被警察拘留？ “当然，你父亲已经过世，我们并不是要追诉他。不过，我们必须确认事实关系。” 研人不知道自己该相信什么。这时候，身为研究者的自己该何去何从？逻辑。对，我们能依靠的只有逻辑。不要匆忙下结论。学习一下昨晚正勋的态度。父亲的遗言是什么？从遗言中能推导出什么结论？ 但你们不用担心。也许几天之后，我就会回来的。 研人低下头，眼前的警察从视界中消失了。父亲是无辜的，他这番话的意思是，即便自己被警察带走，几天过后也会洗脱嫌疑回来。 “你父亲留下的电脑在你这儿吧？”门田问。 “电脑？”研人反问道，一股怒火涌上心头，连自己都为之一惊。你们少打我父亲的主意！ “对，就是研究用的电脑。” 小电脑不要给别人—— 研人问：“父亲窃取的是实验数据，不是软件吧？” 门田皱起眉，不太确定似的说：“是实验数据。” “最后问一句，”研人固执地说，“你们来这儿，是因为怀疑我父亲，不是怀疑我吧？” “当然不怀疑你。我们只是找你配合调查。” 研人心里盘算，看来，自己就算逃跑，应该也不会被问罪。 “这里的所有电脑都要没收。请让我们进去。” 研人抑制住颤抖，鼓起勇气说：“我拒绝。” 警察眼色骤变。门田从上衣口袋中取出一张文件，伸到研人的鼻子底下：“这是法院的搜查没收许可证。我们在执行强搜查。你不同意我们也要进来。” 快从你的房间逃走—— “好吧，那我放下门链。”研人说，门田将插在门缝里的鞋尖缩了回去。 研人以迅雷不及掩耳之势关门上锁。门外立刻传来了咚咚咚的敲门声，他刚拧紧的门锁又被人从外面拧开了。研人大惊。警察已经从房东手里拿到了备用钥匙。他想穿上运动鞋，但慌乱中鞋带缠绕在了一起。一名警察手持巨大的钢铁大剪伸入门缝，剪断了门链。 研人好不容易才穿上鞋，冲过六叠大小的房间，跳入阳台。背后传来咔哒一声金属破裂的声音。锁被撬开了。研人用眼角余光瞥见警察蜂拥而入。There is no time.研人翻过阳台栏杆，单手按住胸部地图袋中的笔记本电脑，跳到商务车的车顶上。高度大约一米五。耐冲击结构的车体，通过自身凹陷，使坠物得到缓冲。 从车顶滚到地上的样子一定相当难看，但现在不是注重仪表的时候。研人安然无恙地站在路上，朝与商务车来时相反的方向跑去。 一回头，只见驾驶席上跌跌撞撞冲下第四个警察。那人双手抱头，表情痛苦。刚才研人落到车顶时，好像刚好砸中了那人的头。这算是袭警吗？研人惴惴不安，但并没有放缓奔跑的速度。 星期天的凌晨，居民区中还不见人影。研人没跑到一分钟就已经上气不接下气了。必须甩掉他们，研人心急如焚。对方可是追踪的高手。跟他们耗得越久，就越对自己不利。 研人来到四车道的大路上。稀疏的车流中，看不见出租车的影子。穿过大路进入小巷，忽左忽右，进入另一条大路，这次总算遇到了出租车。研人挥舞双臂，钻进停下的出租车。转身查看，没发现警察跟上来。 想告诉司机去哪儿，但发现自己也不知道目的地。出租车朝向两国方向，研人身上的钱不够打车去那儿，但只要坐附近的电车就能到。 “到秋叶原。”研人说。这个时点，电车已经开始运营了。 “好的。”司机答道，踩下油门，打灯左转。 研人在后座平复呼吸，暗自思忖：自己是不是闯大祸了？此刻警察说不定正在给厚木的老家打电话。母亲要是知道了儿子的犯罪行为，肯定会惊慌失措吧。逃到安全的地点后再同母亲联络为好，刚想到这儿，耳边又响起了电话中听到的警告。 关上你的手机—— 现在自己总算明白，那毫无抑扬顿挫的人工声音说的是什么意思。只要手机信号被三个基站捕捉到，就能计算出手机的位置。如果不想让警察查出自己在哪儿，就不能打开手机。今后要联系谁，就只能使用公用电话。 出租车抵达与锦丝町相距三站的秋叶原站。付了打车费后，研人身上只剩下两千日元。但幸运的是，他不用担心钱的问题，因为他的钱包里塞着“铃木义信”的银行卡。 研人朝车站走去，思考着自己该前往何处，这时才意识到父亲早为自己准备了藏身之处——就是町田那间破旧的公寓。记载着那个地址的字条藏在只有研人和父亲知道的书中，也就是说，即便研人的所有通信工具都遭到监视，警察也无法获知父亲私设的那个实验室。所有应对之策父亲早已筹谋妥当，研人不禁心生感叹。 站在自动售票机前，研人回头观察身后。没人跟踪。他边看铁路路线图，边将换乘路线记在脑中，然后通过闸机口。 事到如今，自己只能姑且藏身町田，等待最后的线索——《海斯曼报告》全文传回日本的那天。