It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but look at Qianzhu, who had been very calm. Although they wanted to ask the doubts in their hearts, they felt that it would be better to wait until Qianzhu's clip was played.

Qianzhu's mouth corners curved slightly, and he gently stroked Beihefeng's head with his hand, just like he touched the black cat in the previous clip.

Then he paused slightly, suddenly turned around and looked at R behind him.

The latter smiled at him.

Qianzhu withdrew his gaze.

Almost everyone was paying attention to him, and they naturally noticed that he and R were looking at each other. They immediately glanced at R thoughtfully.

【…

Ever since he fell asleep suddenly after meeting Qianzhu last time, Bertrand has not looked for him again and has been staying in the safe house almost every day.

It was not until he realized something was wrong with his body that he got up and left the safe house and went to Chino's house.

When Bertrand came over, the Chino house was quiet. It was clearly night but no lights were on.

He had a bad feeling in his heart.

He climbed over the wall and through the window into the house. Just as Bertrand was about to look for Qianzhu, he turned around and saw him on the sofa.

He fell on the sofa with one hand hanging limply on the ground. Although there was no light, Bertrand could clearly see his pale face and the scarlet blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Bertrand's eyelids jumped, and he quickly squatted beside the sofa and gently pushed Qianzhu.

"Chi-chan!" His voice was panicked.

Fortunately, Qianzhu woke up quickly.

Bertrand watched him change his clothes, took out a piece of cloth and wiped the blood off the sofa and the floor, then sat obediently on the sofa holding the cat bag and waited for him.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Qianzhu, who had changed his clothes, returning to the living room. Bertrand looked up at him, his tone the same as usual.

"Am I going to die?"

Qian Zhu lowered his eyes, then looked at him with a smile, "Are you afraid?"

Bertrand curled his lips, leaned back, and said in a sullen tone with a hint of resentment, "I'm not afraid, but I just feel unwilling."

He closed his eyes and felt the sofa beside him sink slightly. He tilted his head and leaned directly on the other person's shoulder, muttering:

"When I think about how my life and death are in their hands, I want to blow them all up with a butterfly bomb..."

Qian Zhu smiled softly upon hearing this, raised her hand and patted his head gently, "Don't think too much, go back, spend more time to have fun in places you haven't been to yet."

Bertrand suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at him. "Aren't you going?"

Qianzhu smiled and lifted his head from his shoulder, then stood up and walked back to the room with only a few simple words, "You go back, I need to rest."

Bertrand sat there for a while, curling his lips in dissatisfaction, and said to himself: "You still haven't told me why you are avoiding us."

He paused for a moment.

"Forget it, if you don't know, just don't know."

He muttered to himself and stood up and left Chino's house.

Back in the safe house, he found the map and opened it to take a look. His fingers moved around on the neon map, and finally landed on Hokkaido.

"The only place left in Japan is Hokkaido, and there are still many places I haven't visited yet..."

Bertrand thought about it for a moment, then made the decision, put the map away, and lay down to sleep.

When he saw Sekt the next day, he came over with a smile and told him about this idea.

After the discussion, the two of them immediately hit it off.

Because they wanted to take Gin, who was busy with his work, along with them, the two of them waited a few more days.

When Bertrand woke up, he felt dizzy and uncomfortable in his chest.

He guessed that there were other problems with Qianzhu.

Bertrand took a while to get up. While washing up, he suddenly felt like vomiting.

But he did vomit and vomited blood.

Bertrand leaned on the sink with one hand, his eyes fixed on the streaks of blood that were washed down the drain. After a moment of silence, he spat out the remaining blood in his mouth. He used clean water to wash away the fishy-sweet taste of rust in his mouth.

After going downstairs and having a brunch without much appetite, Bertrand collapsed on the sofa and sighed, looking no different from his usual bored look.

As soon as he saw Gin, he came over happily and pestered him to accompany him to Hokkaido.

But as he was speaking, he suddenly felt an overpowering sleepiness, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep before he could finish.

When he woke up in a daze, the only thing he remembered was that he wanted to go to Hokkaido.

Before Gin could answer, he fell asleep again.

But he never woke up again after falling asleep. 】

"..."

As the screen gradually turned darker and the word "END" appeared in the center, the black team remained silent.

Sekt took a deep breath, slowly shrugged his shoulders, lowered his head and muttered to himself in a low voice.

"He passed away in his sleep... I'm glad it doesn't hurt, I'm glad it doesn't hurt."

He glanced sideways at the boy still nestled in Gin's arms, and let out another soft breath.

"I just fell asleep."

Looking at the silver-haired boy sleeping peacefully, everyone's already confused emotions suddenly became even more complicated.

The viewing room still gave them some time to relax, and then began the extraction again.

The blue light stopped on Jinpei Matsuda's desk.

"..."

He was silent for a moment and drew a card at random.

The flipped card showed a...

Blue bear??

The only difference is that the position of the tears has turned into a red circle and cross pattern.

Matsuda Jinpei was puzzled for a moment, "Is this a little crybaby?"

Fūya Rei and Morobushi Kagemitsu looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

Matsuda Jinpei: "?"

Everyone was also a little confused.

The bear image on the card clearly represented Bechfinger, but the obvious differences made them feel that it was not.

With doubts, they looked at the big screen.

The time first appeared in the upper left corner of the pitch-black screen.

It was a week after Bertrand and the other two escaped from the base.

【…

Although the experimental base where the explosion occurred was not destroyed, it was covered with a layer of charred black everywhere, and was filled with a disgusting smell mixed with the smell of gunpowder.

A group of people in uniform and wearing gas masks were inspecting and exploring the secret base in an orderly manner under the command of a leader.

They recovered all the dead bodies of the test subjects, checked all the laboratories, and recovered all the undamaged equipment and uncontaminated drugs.

“Focus on checking the gene pool.”

Gaius gave orders to his men.

In the gene bank.

All experimental subjects retained a copy of their genes, and they are all stored here, so compared to other areas, the impact of the explosion inside the gene bank was not as great.

However, the vibration caused the genetic agents inside to fall all over the place, and some even shattered when they fell to the ground.

After checking the entire base, his men reported the general situation to Gaius.

"...A total of 2179 bodies of experimental subjects were recovered."

"…There are a total of 1090 intact gene doses in the gene bank."

"…Finally, after comparing all the test subjects, test subjects 0, 311, and 1000 are missing. The explosion should have been caused by them, and the outsider who provided the bomb cannot be found for the time being."

Gaius listened quietly. After all the information was reported, he nodded slightly and ordered: "Destroy this base and move all the salvageable items."

"Yes."

…………

After Gaius ordered his men to destroy the base in the United States, he returned to the secret experimental base in the British Empire.

On the third day after the recovered genetic agents were stored in the gene bank, Gaius had genetic agent No. 311 taken out.

"This is the only special gene in the organization at present. We must treat it with caution."

He said this to the researchers in front of him.

The researchers in white protective suits nodded in unison, and after Gaius left, they began to study the tube of genetic agent in their hands.

……

Nearly a year later, a baby was born in the base.

Like No. 0, he is a clone.

But due to the special nature of its genes, the newborn baby had obvious defects.

Therefore, he did not get a new number, but continued to use the number "311".

"..."

A blue-haired boy about ten years old sat quietly beside the bed, so quiet that it seemed as if there was not even the sound of his heartbeat.

His deep purple pupils were dull and covered with a layer of confusion.

In front of him was a wall that was so white that it had no flaws. There was obviously nothing on it, but he was fascinated by it.

"311."

A cold voice sounded above his head.

The blue-haired boy looked up at her in a trance.

"Let's go."

He nodded, stood up and followed the red-haired woman. Although he was not bound by any constraints, his deep-rooted thoughts had already become invisible shackles that bound him.

311 followed him into the experiment room and sat down on the chair consciously, looking at them with hazy and confused eyes.

An experimenter took out a few pills and a glass of water and placed them in front of him, and he obediently took them.

He followed the experimenter's instructions and was more obedient than a puppet. 】

"........."

Fūya Rei let out a light breath.

It is 311 indeed.

It was unknown when Bei Hefeng woke up, but he was still lying on Qian Zhu's legs, as if he had not woken up yet, staring blankly at the boy on the screen who looked exactly like him but was younger.

Noticing that he had woken up, Chitake patted his cheek gently.

Beihefeng's eyes were sore and he turned his head to face Qianzhu's legs.

Qianzhu lowered her eyelashes helplessly: "......"

Actually, I want you to get up, Beibei.

【…………

Knowledge was forced into 311's mind.

The experimenter acting as a teacher next to him was patiently guiding him to speak over and over again.

311 cannot speak due to neurological problems.

This is his greatest flaw, but not his only one.

He looked at the experimenter with confusion.

The experimenter sitting next to him sighed helplessly when he saw this, then turned around and gestured to his teammates, saying to them:

——The teaching method failed, so the gene defect repair potion was used instead.

After receiving the instruction, one of the experimenters went to get a repair potion and injected it into 311's body with a syringe.

In the experiment of gene defect repair potion, no pain was felt after the injection of the potion.

However, after the potion was injected into the body, 311's face suddenly turned pale, and then he bit his hand unconsciously because of the pain in his body.

The experimenter next to him stopped him.

311, who had seldom cried since its birth, shed tears. With moist eyes, he looked at the experimenter, like a poor puppy, making people easily soften their hearts.

But the experimenters here are not ordinary humans. They continued to stop 311's self-harm behavior as if they didn't see anything, and kept recording his condition after the potion entered his body.

They are so cold and inhuman.

In comparison with them, 311, who was in severe pain and didn't even utter a cry, seemed even more pitiful.

The experimenter carefully released him only when he stopped struggling.

311 gently squeezed his own hands, lowered his head and let the tears fall down, wetting his clothes.

In the laboratory, only the research equipment was making a beeping sound. After a long while, a voice like a whisper was heard in the room.

"……pain……"

There were tiny sobs and cries in this voice. Although it was a little hoarse, the tone was soft, which made people want to bully him and ask him to say more.

The experimenters did just that.

But it's not because of a hobby, it's for experimentation.

They have been in charge of No. 311 for a long time, and because of his inability to speak, they have been troubled for a long time. Now they finally hear him speak, so of course they have to take the opportunity to continue. 】

Everyone in the theater: "..."

Mainly the red team personnel, they all felt sorry for 311.

Liu Qingyao supported his chin, glanced at Bechfenger who was still lying on Qianzhu's legs, and poked his head with his hand, "Hey, confused mushroom, wake up and come to see yourself who is not you."

Bechfinger: “…………”

"What do you mean by 'not your own self'?"

A soft voice sounded groggy from having just woken up.

Liu Qingyao paused, turned his head and looked at Bertrand, who was rubbing his eyes but looking at him dimly. He was silent for a moment and gave him a faint smile.

"Hmm...why isn't it?"

Bertrand curled his lips, looked at him and snorted, then turned his head to look at the big screen, and looked at the blue-haired boy on the screen and said "tsk" again.

“… Annoying.”

He cursed softly, turned his head again and put it in Gin's arms, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Sekt: ...

"How about you stay up for now?" he whispered.

Bertrand replied sleepily: "No, I'm already dead, just let me continue sleeping..."

Sekt: “…………”

It's really hard to hold.

Don't keep saying you're dead...