Together with a guard soldier with a gun, under the eaves of a three-story laboratory building without a name, he stood for ten minutes... Jingyu saw through the glass door that Muroto was holding a can Black coffee came slowly from the hallway at the end of the hall.

His forehead jumped out of the blue muscles.

Muroto was stopped by the glass door and pressed a switch inlaid on the inner wall. After a loud noise, the glass door opened from the center to the sides. She waved to the soldier who saluted her, and sent it away—

"It didn't take you off in this way. It seems that it is very important to ask me to talk about things."

Obviously has a very magnetic voice, looks very beautiful ~ gorgeous. Her expression at this time was full of wickedness... as if she had grasped it, and she was complacent about the important handle of this child who was only as tall as her chest.

Jingyu Ben came to her mouth, and after she said so, she swallowed it.

"Let's go in and talk."

Before the glass door closed, he walked in.

Muroto is on this, but he is not embarrassed. Turn around and walk out in the direction when he came, and hand the coffee pot in his direction, "Want to drink?"

"You will ask me to drink, but it's really rare." Jingyu looked at her in surprise, and the arm close to her slowly raised.

Who knows, when he was about to touch the coffee pot, Muroto He suddenly recovered it.

"Ah, I'm so careless, I should give the child juice."

She said to herself, while Jingyu's hand was still between the two, she opened it with a thud and began to drink herself.

This time, Jingyu said nothing could be done.

"You **** careful-eyed woman." He scratched his hand under Muroto's raised arm under his arm.

Fluttering, Muroto Hee spit out the drink because of this unexpected surprise, and was choked repeatedly. When she changed from having the upper hand to glaring Jingyu--

"This is retribution...the lesson tells us, don't do bad things!"

Jingyu raised a finger, and said to the no one seriously, saying something similar to the narration.

Muroto used her sleeves in white coats outside the OL suit to rub the coffee liquid at the corner of her lips at will.

"It's not cute."

She changed her hand to the coffee pot and took a sip, "Be careful I don't agree to your request for a meeting."

Jingyu glanced at her, not paying any attention to the threat.

"I just think it's easier to find you. If you don't agree, it's a big deal. I'll find someone... After knowing what I'm going to do, those interested will definitely grab a lot."

Muroto is really curious. He looked at him carefully, like to judge, where did his self-confidence come from... Although she knew that he was special, she still didn't dare to easily believe that he could really do what he said.

After all, he was only six years old in her knowledge.

There was a silence between the two. Go to the end of the corridor, turn left, pass a safe passage and go down to the basement level. The light is much weaker than upstairs, and there are almost only ‘safe passage indicator lights’ inlaid on the walls, providing a dim green glow.

"Don't tell me, they abused you." Jingyu doubted.

"It's really rude." As if she had a tendency to self-masochism, "It's not that I can't see it, what makes me so dazzling."

"It's your eyes, or are they?" Jingyu used his amazing eyesight to see what the walls on both sides of the corridor had: the corpses that were made into specimens were randomly placed in four or five.

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He can see clearly. If someone who doesn’t see clearly is intimidated, he won’t be surprised.

"Cut, did you expose it?" Muroto pommeled his lips, spreading his hands, and abandoning himself: "Is there any way? After I collected it, I couldn't find a place to store it temporarily. And I have been busy with other things recently. And have no time to deal with them."

"Don't you think that you are collecting them, is it very problematic?" Jingyu felt that she could not ignore this.

"What's wrong with the corpse?" Muroto He began to play with the children's temper. "At least not like you. It's endless. You're only six years old, not sixty. You still want to control me, you are My dad, or my husband? It’s less self-righteous."

‘I’m older than sixty for several rounds. "Jingyu's mouth twitched a few times, and he would never admit that he was really wordy. He believes that what he said is all that a normal person should have... Not normal, it is her.

But, ‘Forget it, arguing with her about this, I feel so tired. "The corpse or something, he is not afraid anyway.

Muroto He opened a closed door at this time. He glanced back at him while bathing in the light inside.

"Speaking of it, are you really a kid?"

He can't be scared by such an atmosphere, has he ever encountered something more terrifying than this? Is the nerve too big?

"Did you treat me like a child?" Jingyu asked her back.

"Hum..." Muroto Hejin walked in with a smile.

Jingyu came to the door. Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, he frowned at the internal mess. Compared to the dump, there are more monster organs in bottles, jars, test tubes, beakers, and dissecting tables.

He walked in, and at a glance saw a picture nailed to a blackboard against the wall on the right hand side. The twisted monster inside was clearly knocked down by him not long ago.

There are also some data written in German on the blackboard, so Jingyu immediately judged that the monster corpse was sent to her...or she had at least participated in the dissection.

Muroto he looked at Jingyu, and when he turned his face around, she tentatively asked, "Do you feel familiar?"

There is no evidence to suggest that he should have killed the monster. However, she was very convinced of this in her heart.

"Well, after all, I have seen it." Jingyu will naturally not tell her clearly.

Muroto He smiled again. After Jingyu closed the door, he asked, "So, what do you want to talk about?"

Jingyu released listening to the sound of everything and inspected the room again, and after confirming that there was no eavesdropping or monitoring device——

"I want to ask you for an assistant who can access your laboratory at any time..."

He paused, staring at her left eye that was not covered by his hair: "Used to clone organs."

Muroto Saori was astonished, his pupils contracted, and his arms folded slowly unconsciously.

"Clone an organ? You?"

She is unbelievable.

This idea actually existed before the war, and actually carried out many years of research. It is a pity that there has not been much progress... Muroto said that this is not just a problem that technological means cannot reach.

Once the cloning of organs becomes a reality, humans can avoid illness and even aging and become immortal.

In view of Muroto, it is already the realm of God.

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