Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 3207 Yang Xiaotao's Gene Thesis
in the ward.

Lawrence looked at Smith lying on the hospital bed with a speechless expression.

Meanwhile, Mengsha was peeling an apple, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

At this moment, Smith was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling with dead fish eyes, looking rather listless.

Besides his left leg being in a cast and hanging in mid-air, he had multiple bandages wrapped around his body, and his right hand was hanging in front of his chest, making him look like a mummy.

Fortunately, there was no danger to his life.

Clearly, the 'car accident' that night had seriously injured him.

Of course, what dampened his spirits the most was the failure of the mission.

He hadn't expected that so many people would be mobilized, that such a long-planned strategy would be developed, that all possibilities would be considered, and that the deployment would be foolproof.

But in the end, the cooked duck still flew away, how could he accept that?
How will he be able to get this position in the future?
Seeing Smith's ashen face, Lawrence sighed again.

He then winked at Mengsha next to him, who shrugged and handed the apple to Smith.

Smith took the apple, but just held it in his hand without any desire to eat it.

Upon seeing this, Mengsha began to recount what had happened.

"After several days of analysis and tracing, we have basically figured out the situation."

Hearing Mengsha say this, Smith's eyes finally lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "I want to know everything."

"as you wish!"

Mengsha picked up another apple and skillfully peeled it with her fingers. "Things are going as we predicted."

"The person behind this has nothing to do with France."

"They are nothing but pathetic clowns being used, standing in the front as the facade, while the people behind them are the ones who are being used."

"Damn it, how dare these bastards?"

Smith cursed, while Lawrence sighed beside him. He hadn't expected that a country that wasn't even an industrial nation would make such a leap in the field of biology.

The key issue is that this step was taken way too early.

"According to our investigation, the other party initially used the French medical system to collect blood samples from Westerners, and this has been going on for ten years now."

"ten years?"

Smith forgot to chew the apple he was biting into, and the next moment a piece of apple got stuck in his throat.

Lawrence and Mengsha rushed over and patted him on the back.

cough cough cough

Smith's face was flushed red after he finally managed to spit out the apple.

Seeing this, Mengsha dared not let him eat apples again.

If you didn't get hit by a car, at least don't choke on an apple.

After a lot of work, the three of them finally got back on track.

Where were we?

Mengsha thought for a moment, then continued, "Oh, ten years, yes, ten years."

“We received information that the other side began planning ten years ago, and then came to the United States three years ago.”

"In other words, the other side has collected all the people from that half-day."

"You understand what I mean, right?"

Smith tossed the apple aside, then nodded. "Got it!"

"Germanic, Latin, Slavic."

With each word Smith uttered, the hearts of the three sank a little deeper.

Because the three of them were part of it.

Especially Mengsha, who is of Germanic and Slavic descent. Although the Slavic information was concealed, the genes would not change.

After a moment of silence, Mengsha composed herself and began to talk about the case.

"The other party's name is Lu Xurong. We contacted the high-ranking officials and confirmed that he was using his real identity. Now..."

"We've returned to Beijing; we should protect us now."

Upon hearing this, Smith gritted his teeth.

"I should kill him."

Lawrence sighed upon hearing this, "Unfortunately, you don't have that."

"head!"

Mengsha said reproachfully, "How can you rub salt into the wound now?"
Lawrence remained silent, but Mengsha said, "You shouldn't have tried to be a hero and taken two people with you. Didn't that just give them a chance to escape?"

Lawrence, who was sitting next to him, turned his head and smiled.

This is much harsher than rubbing salt into a wound.

Didn't you see that Smith's face was deathly pale?

"Boss, you're pressing down on my hand."

Smith managed to say it, and Lawrence then realized that he was lying on Smith's arm.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Mengsha, continue."

Lawrence shifted his body slightly to urge Mengsha to continue, trying to distract Smith.

“We investigated Zero Biotech and can basically confirm that they used the company’s name to obtain blood samples and participate in the research on the spot.”

"It can be said that Lu Xurong is an exceptionally capable scientist."

"We found partially burned documents at his workplace, confirming that he was conducting research on blood."

Mengsha talked about things related to Lu Xurong, but the more she talked, the more upset Smith felt.

"Finally, we pursued them and in the southern border region, a suspension bridge appeared over a canyon. That's where they crossed."

"Oh, right, we found a ticket in their abandoned car, and the numbers on the ticket happen to be the coordinates there."

puff

Upon hearing this, Smith could no longer contain his anger and, overcome with rage, spat out a mouthful of blood.

I felt an intense hatred in my heart.

That ticket was one he personally reserved for the other party.

I originally intended to humiliate the other person, but...
I've become an accomplice.

This matter must not be known to any third party.

In particular, the two people in front of you must not know, otherwise it will be difficult to explain even if there is an advantage.

Lawrence and his companion were startled to see Smith vomiting blood.

They hurriedly called the doctor in, and only after the doctor finished the examination and confirmed that there was nothing wrong did the two of them breathe a sigh of relief.

They thought the other person cared about their work, but they didn't realize it was just fear.

After the beds were changed, the three continued their conversation.

"So, what should we do now?"

"Should we publish it and let the whole world know?"

"And then collectively condemn them?"

Smith spoke angrily, but Lawrence stepped forward to help tuck in the blankets before solemnly saying, "This matter will not be made public."

"No? Why?"

Smith was puzzled, but Lawrence explained, "First of all, this only exists in theory. Although the other party has made arrangements and conducted research in advance, no one knows whether there will be any actual research results."

"Our experts explained that genes are extremely complex things, and current scientific and technological means are simply insufficient to fully understand them."

"Experts have suggested a timeframe of one hundred years."

"At least a hundred years."

Smith was a little confused, so Mengsha helped translate, "It means that even if the other party collects a large number of blood samples, it will be at least a hundred years before they can research anything."

"Oh, I understand."

Lawrence continued, "Secondly, even if you publish it, the other party may not admit it, because we don't have solid evidence to prove it."

"Finally, if we make it public, the whole world will know, which will be very detrimental to our genetic weapons research."

Smith understood.

It means that not many people know about this right now.

The country that knows the most is China, but they have basically completed all the preparations.

The rest of the year will be spent in the laboratory, experiencing spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

Then there's Britain, which has become aware of the situation. However, they haven't yet developed widespread awareness, or rather, they haven't received official support from Britain.

Therefore, it has not yet reached the stage of rapid development.

Finally, there's their United States.

They were the last to realize it, but they took it much more seriously than Britain.

Therefore, they needed to seize this opportunity to conduct rapid research and strive to complete the sample collection work on the European continent before Britain could react.

A classic case of love-hate relationship.

This Smith really knows it; no explanation allowed.

With their global influence, they don't need to be as cautious as China, which took them ten years to complete this task.

Give them a year, and they can finish.

Even the tribes in the desert will not be left behind.

"Therefore, we cannot release it, at least not now."

Lawrence sighed and said, Smith nodded, "I understand."

"It's a bit of a pity, though, that we can't go to their place to collect blood samples."

Smith felt a pang of distress at the thought that the other side could study them while they were powerless against them.

As if sensing Smith's resentment, Lawrence stepped forward to comfort him, "Don't worry, we're not without options."

"What do you mean?"

"You should know that there are quite a few people among the high-ranking officials."

Lawrence spoke calmly, and Mengsha chimed in, "There are quite a few people in Chinatown too."

"There's nothing we can do; they have too many of them."

Upon hearing this, Smith's expression softened.

"Oh, damn it, when will I get better?"

Smith complained, while Lawrence stood up and said, "At least six months."

"Don't worry, you're on paid sick leave, it's like you're on vacation."

"Damn it, I'd rather not have a vacation like this."

Mengsha stepped forward and kissed Smith on the forehead. "Take good care of yourself. We'll come to see you again."

After saying that, he even winked.

After the two left the ward, Smith looked up at the ceiling, his face turning pale again.

"Damn bastard, don't let me catch you."

The city of Sijiu, nine departments.

Yang Xiaotao has been extremely busy since he returned.

If it weren't for the fact that I could go home to sleep at night, I would never be able to leave home.

In the office, Yang Xiaotao placed the documents he had just finished on the table. Lou Xiao'e, who was standing next to him, walked over and took the documents away, saying, "Mr. Yang, there is a meeting this afternoon that requires your attendance."

Yang Xiaotao rubbed his temples and asked, "Do you know what kind of meeting it is?"

"It seems to be a meeting organized by a medical association."

"Medical Association?"

Yang Xiaotao sighed, "What's the point of me going to a meeting at the Medical Association? I'd just be drinking water anyway."

Liu Lixue, who was standing nearby, chuckled. It turned out that when Yang Xiaotao attended the youth ideological education conference last time, he spent the whole time listening to other people's reports and drinking seven or eight cups of tea out of boredom. After the conference, the organizers thought that Yang Xiaotao liked their tea and insisted on including the tea he drank that day in the standard of hospitality.

In reality, Yang Xiaotao was genuinely bored.

"Mr. Yang, they're hosting the National Health Management Plan Conference. You're someone important, so of course you have to go."

Hearing Liu Lixue's teasing, Yang Xiaotao ignored her and then asked, "Is anyone else going?"

"Yes, Dean Ji Xiang from the hospital is going."

"Alright, at least I know someone here, let's go."

Yang Xiaotao said helplessly.

Thinking about it, Yang Xiaotao had received an honorary certificate at the Third National Health Conference. With this certificate, Yang Xiaotao and his immediate family members could enjoy free medical services, including for serious illnesses.

Although I haven't used it over the years, I have to give them face since they awarded me this certificate.

Even if the certificate was earned through one's own contributions to the epidemic prevention work.

Ring ring ring.

Just as Yang Xiaotao agreed to attend the meeting and was about to ask Lou Xiao'e for a reply, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

Yang Xiaotao answered the phone casually, and then Old Chen's voice came through.

"lead!"

"Shall we go now?"

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone with just three sentences, Yang Xiaotao stood up and said, "I'll go see Old Chen. Cancel the meeting for me."

Lou Xiao'e nodded, "Okay."

Taking the opportunity, Liu Lixue stood up and said, "President Yang, about the cultural performance..."

"Let Lao Yang make the decision."

Yang Xiaotao left a message and then departed the office building.

Liu Lixue revealed a sly smile, then made a victory sign at Lou Xiao'e, "Now Director Yang can go all out and get things done."

Lou Xiao'e, standing to the side, shook her head helplessly; this time, she had really succeeded.

Upon arriving at Mr. Chen's office, Yang Xiaotao knocked on the door and entered. Inside, sat Cao Yu, whom he had met before.

In addition, there was a middle-aged man who looked somewhat haggard.

"lead."

Yang Xiaotao stepped forward and greeted Old Chen.

Mr. Chen nodded, and the two people beside him stood up. Cao Yu greeted, "General Manager Yang."

"This is Comrade Lu Xurong!"

Yang Xiaotao suddenly realized, then stepped forward and extended his right hand, "Hello!"

"Hello, Mr. Yang."

Lu Xurong smiled and said, "I've heard so much about you before, it's great to finally meet you."

Yang Xiaotao replied with a smile, "It's just an empty title."

"Sit down and talk."

Old Chen invited the three of them to sit down, and then got straight to the point.

Cao Yu first gave a brief introduction to Lu Xurong's situation. Yang Xiaotao looked admiring when he heard about Lu Xurong's narrow escape from death.

When I talk about those comrades who sacrificed their lives, my heart becomes heavy again.

The saying, "Someone is carrying the burden for you," is not just a saying here, but a real thing.

"That night, I saw the woman stuck in the car with my own eyes, but I was powerless to help her."

"The explosion behind me made me want to rush back, even if it meant dying there."

"Later, I was captured by a man named Smith, who was probably the leader."

"It's a pity, I wonder if he was killed by Kobayashi."

Lu Xurong spoke gleefully, but his expression turned serious at the end.

"Mr. Yang, we've come to you today because we need your help with something very important."

After speaking, he looked at Old Chen as if seeking help.

Yang Xiaotao nodded immediately upon hearing this, "You say, whether you need money or people, I will support you unconditionally."

No sooner had Yang Xiaotao finished speaking than Old Chen said, "This time we need your other identity."

Yang Xiaotao looked puzzled. "Another identity?"

Cao Yu explained, "We know that you once published a paper about gene mutations."

Yang Xiaotao thought about it and realized that there was such a thing, but that was many years ago.

Then Lu Xurong said, "Based on the information revealed by Smith, we can conclude that the other party is also going to conduct this research."

"Therefore, we would like you to write a paper on genes that points out the concept of racial genetic commonalities."

"Given your academic authority in this field, you would certainly get published if you submitted it to Nature. That would make it extremely difficult for the United States to do this!"

"That's why we're asking for your help."