When the doctor helped Kashasha from the interrogation room to the medical room, he was almost bored to death by the latter.
Not only was this thing talking non-stop, its limbs were also swiping in the air, just like a sea turtle rushing to the beach to lay eggs.
"Doctor, are you really not from the research team? I am very optimistic about you. Maybe you can join the research team with me. I am very good..." Kashaxia said happily, "C750 is the result of my research. Mr. Use this to interrogate whether I am reincarnated by the way of heaven or whether the wool comes from the sheep——"
There was no way, the doctor didn't have a sedative on hand, so he could only use physical sedation and gave the guy a hand knife.
Then the world finally fell silent.
Before that, Kashasha passionately guessed his name, nationality, sexual orientation, religious beliefs, political opinions, and even verbally calculated his waistline...
In order to inject the C750 sustained-release agent into Kashasha's body, he had to temporarily endure such offensive magic sound bombardment. Because of the latter's lack of cooperation, the doctor had to insert acupuncture several times before he succeeded. In this short period of time, the topic transitioned from him to the C750.
After knocking the guy unconscious, the doctor put Kashasha on his shoulders. He was lighter than he thought, incredibly light.
Dizzy... The doctor restrained Kashasha with one hand and rubbed his temples with the other hand. Why didn't he think of knocking Kashasha out first and then injecting the sustained-release agent?
This kind of multilingual period is a symptom only seen in the early stage of C750 injection. Within two or three hours after being devastated by C750, the subject will be no different from ordinary people, and then it will completely weaken.
Kawakami Tsumugi's performance is different from that of a large group of subjects. The clichéd reason is his special constitution, and it is currently impossible to predict what impact it will have.
Although the C750 injected by Kashaxia is a diluted version, the side effects are quite severe. That's why the gentleman only asked about Armagnac. If the delay is too long, Kashasha will be crippled even if he dies.
"Swallowing the Starry Sky: Sign in to Become a God"
It could also be that the gentleman was afraid that Kashasha would be offended by asking too many questions, the doctor thought.
Kashasha has always made no mistakes in the general direction, and he keeps making small moves in the details, such as sowing discord between Rum and Gin, passing tasks to his colleagues, and asking the gentleman for reimbursement with all kinds of unbelievable bills...
The doctor didn't have much contact with Kashasha, but he could get this information if he wanted.
The doctor carried his patient into the medical room.
The so-called medical room is actually the doctor's private laboratory. After entering the laboratory, the doctor closed the door and placed the unconscious gray-haired young man on the metal bed.
Then, the doctor put Kashasha on a hemodialysis machine. It will lead Kashaxia's blood out of the body, and then use dialysis, filtration, adsorption, membrane separation and other methods to remove the remaining toxic substances of C750.
The doctor moved a chair and sat next to Kashasha. Anyway, his only patient was Kashasha - just like the time in country F, the gentleman built a temporary medical department just for Kashasha.
Kashaxia stopped making noise and was still a little bored.
So the doctor got up, left the laboratory, and came back two minutes later with an old medical journal in his hand.
…………
After Kawakami woke up, he was confused for a few seconds before he figured out: who am I, where do I come from, where do I want to go...
But it was of little use, for he felt sick all over his body. The hemodialysis machine nearby was still humming, and the doctor sat quietly reading a magazine.
Kawakami tried to get up, and then discovered something outrageous: the doctor had tied his limbs to a metal bed with restraints. It was also tied very tightly.
"Have you finally lost your control and are planning to conduct some evil experiments on me?" Kawakami asked quietly.
"do not bother me"
"Can you please let go, I promise not to move... I know to minimize my movements after injecting C750. I am the inventor? By the way, did you listen carefully to my previous cases? And -"
"Shut up."
The doctor suddenly closed the magazine and stared at the chattering gray-haired young man:
"Shut up, you should be able to understand what this word means. C750 will indeed affect the mind, but it will not turn people into complete idiots. Otherwise, I will shut your mouth."
Meaning - too much.
But Kawakami chose to remain silent because he felt that the doctor might be serious.
In the silence, Kawakami hoped that there would be something to distract him: there were thirty-six pieces on the ceiling, one hundred and thirty documents piled up in the iron cabinet, eight thumbtacks on the surface of the hemodialysis machine...
He tried his best to distract himself with these trivial things, but it was of little use. The huge flow of information in his memory still enveloped his sanity.
This silence is too hard to bear.
After suffering for two minutes, Kawakamiji finally spoke in a low voice: "Um...can I not speak and loosen the restraints? After all, this is what the experimental subjects in the research group are like, and I have some psychological shadow."
The doctor looked up at him again, stood up, and loosened the restraints on the other person's limbs. Finally, he threw another magazine to Kawakami Tsumugi.
The doctor still remembers how Kashasha asked him for a newspaper in country F. This guy seemed to be able to keep quiet while reading.
"Thank you~"
Kawakami stood up from the metal bed carefully to avoid pulling the built-in needle on his left arm, and then opened the magazine with his other hand. If he didn't find something to distract himself, he would go crazy.
This magazine is related to biology and pharmacy, which is the field that Kawakami is studying. The title is "Destruction or Rebirth: Defining the Edge."
Very middle-class, but the type that Tsuyoshi Kawakami likes.
Then, it didn’t take long for Tsumugi Kawakami to be completely attracted by this magazine. He read through all the contents at a glance, and then turned back to the preface in detail.
It's not because of how profound the content of this magazine is - from the paper point of view, this magazine is quite old. Visual inspection is that it was more than 30 years ago, and many of the points raised are wrong now.
What really attracted Tsuyoshi Kawakami was the preface: it was humorous and brilliant in writing. More importantly, the author of the preface used two thousand words at the end to predict the future development of biological sciences.
It covers almost all scenes in science fiction movies, including data-based mind sharing, genetic editing for race selection, rejuvenation and resurrection...
It reads very smoothly, and it really pokes fun at Nakakawakami Tsuyoshi.
Of course, this preface also made the magazine look less serious and serious. Kawakami thought that the following content would be so interesting, but the main text turned out to be a boring paper.
At the end of the magazine, another sentence was written in bold: "Science still needs to be down-to-earth, but we can't forget to daydream."
Based on my feeling, the person who wrote this sentence and the person who wrote the preface were the same person. Kawakami found that he had been tricked inexplicably. He flipped through the magazine from cover to cover again, but couldn't find anything related to the editor, publisher, or publishing house.
Kawakami couldn't help but ask the doctor: "Has this magazine ceased publication? Or has it been banned?"
"It was started by a senior of the organization," the doctor replied. "This journal was stopped after the death of that senior. Before that, it was only published within the organization."
Just as Kawakami thought, according to his profile of the doctor, if this magazine was still in circulation, it would be impossible for him to pass the time with such an ancient version. The most likely result would be to cease publication.
There is no editor, publishing house, etc. can also be explained by internal distribution.
"Which senior?" Tsumugi Kawakami suddenly felt a strong desire to get to know this senior, "It's so interesting, I want to get to know him even if I can't meet him in person."
"I don't know." The doctor shook his head, "These magazines belong to my teacher, and I don't know much about them."
"Then who is your teacher?" Kawakami continued to ask shamelessly.
"No comment." The doctor's face was indifferent.
Then, in the following time, Kawakami began to get close to the doctor shamelessly - normally he would be more reserved, but C750 can weaken the subject's emotional management ability.
In other words, Kawakamiji let himself go.
In the end, the doctor made a compromise: He promised to compile an electronic version of all published magazines and send it to Kawakami. By the way, he used a sedative and gestured at the opponent's neck as a threat.
"You are so kind to me. Have we known each other before?" Kawakami wiped away the non-existent tears and began to disgust the doctor with his acting skills.
"That time in country F was the first time I came into contact with you." The doctor changed the magazine again and made no comment on Kashasha's artificial performance.
It’s my first contact, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t understood it before. Kawakami quickly reasoned. In addition to the previous two times, the doctor would appear every time he was injured. This time, it was directly clear that the doctor belonged to that gentleman.
The other party most likely knows that he cleans his memory regularly.
Judging from this magazine, the doctor's status in the organization is not low, or his teacher's status is not low. Tsumugi Kawakami spent a year in the research group without even knowing that the research group had its own magazine.
The magazine itself was not important. The doctor simply agreed to give him the electronic version without restricting him from distributing it. What’s really interesting is the year of the magazine.
In addition to the bizarre preface, the views of other papers in the magazine are still more than thirty years ago. Considering that these papers are also forward-looking, the real year may be earlier.
So the person behind the doctor is not simple... could he be the mysterious leader of the research team?
No, no, no, you can definitely start a conspiracy theory. The doctor himself is just like Belmode, and he has superb acting skills. Now for some unknown reason, he is playing tricks on him...
Gee, I’m so happy with my brainstorming.
Kawakami started to pick up the magazine that the doctor had read. The main text was boring, but the preface continued his usual style of not surprising but endless. So he had a rare quiet moment for half an hour.
Half an hour later, the doctor turned off the hemodialysis machine, but still left the built-in needle in his hand, which showed that this kind of dialysis would not only happen once.
"In addition, you also need to take a drug to slow down the damage caused by C750 to the body." The doctor said.
"Are there other sustained-release drugs? Why didn't I know?" Kawakami asked lazily.
When C750 was invented, it was aimed at killing people after injection. Therefore, Kawakami never considered researching sustained-release agents—at least not in the research results reported to the organization.
As for privately, looking at the amount of research funds allocated...well...
"You are not the only one who knows how to do research, Kashasha." The doctor sarcastically said, "Due to time constraints, we only conducted a few sets of experiments. Theoretically, the side effects will not be too painful, and it only takes two to three days."
"I can be discharged from the hospital in two to three days?" Kawakami began to understand.
"I suggest you stay for a week."
It's just a suggestion. It seems feasible to be discharged from the hospital in two to three days. Kawakami doesn't plan to lose contact with the outside world for too long. This time was different from the recuperation after the explosion. He was unable to contact the outside world, and the gentleman seemed to have no intention of letting him contact the outside world.
The information on the mobile phone will definitely be thoroughly checked by the people from the Internet Department, but the mobile phone he actually used to cause trouble was well hidden. Even if the ground in Mihua Town was dug up, no one would be able to find it.
"Can the sustained-release medicine be eaten with lemon candies?"
"No way, don't ask such stupid questions."
"I knew it..." Tsumugi Kawakami sighed pretentiously, "I hope I can still eat bread and instant noodles, otherwise I'll just be hungry."
"In fact you might not be in the mood to eat."
Not interested? Are the side effects of sustained-release agents related to the stomach? Is Kawakami's wild guess making people sick? If it doesn't work, he'll give him glucose.
"No matter what, thank you, doctor~"
The doctor escorted Kawakami to the door of the ward. Kawakami did not rush in, but leaned against the door and thanked the doctor with a smile.
"It's nothing. I can bring a few more magazines tomorrow." The doctor said.
As long as Kashasha could shut up and read in peace, he wouldn't mind moving all his magazine inventory over.
Hmm...I believe the teacher won't mind.
"Then thank you even more!" Kawakami smiled happily.
To be honest, such a smile gave the doctor a bad premonition - Kashasha often smiled so brightly when he was fighting wits with him in country F.
This made him couldn't help but give a few more words:
"Don't cause trouble. It's best not to cause trouble in the future. I'm tired of wasting my time on you."
Sounding like the doctor was his personal doctor, Tsuyoshi Kawakami reflexively put on a smile that would allow him to admit his mistake next time:
"Don't worry, it won't happen."
"Ha." The doctor couldn't help but sneer.
Then, after the interrogation, Kawakami finally got some time alone. He spread out the quilt, got in, and wrapped himself completely.
The built-in needle on his left hand stung, and Kawakami knew that this position was compressing it. He put his hand out of the bed again.
The bed was warm and dry, completely different from the cold and damp conditions in the warehouse. Kawakamiji didn't make any associations, not at all.
After this incident, that gentleman may have to cleanse his memory in advance. Therefore, he must be cautious in his actions in the future, and not be too reckless before he reaches the 100 character points.
As for Shui Wulian...
Except for her relationship with Yin Sen Bentang, Kawakami Ji will check it out, and leave everything else to fate. As far as he knew, the Japanese police still had two CIAs on their hands.
If it was a case of killing one and protecting one among the undercovers, it would be difficult for Shuiwu Reina to escape this disaster.
After thinking about it, Jimi fell asleep in the lake.
