The first top lady

Guan Qian lowered his head slightly, his eyes fixed on the document in his hand, revealing a thoughtful and puzzled expression, "These are two contracts."

"Let me see." Song Yixuan looked at the large characters on the cover of the contract and read: "Organ remodeling and transplantation human experiment..." Another contract read, "Magnetic field activation soul human experiment..."

"He is doing human experiments..." Guan Qian suddenly realized, "No! This is the institution he found that can do human experiments. He wants to revive Yun Fujia!"

Song Yixuan took the contract and quickly flipped through it. On the last page where Party A had signed and stamped, the five big words "Sawin Laboratory" were written.

The same thing happened with the other contract.

Guan Qian immediately called Jiang Sen and said, "Help me find a place, the Samwin Laboratory."

The call was not interrupted. There was a "crackling" sound of keyboard tapping. Soon, Jiang Sen said, "I found it. The Samwin Laboratory is an experimental base created by a group of people who call themselves divine masters in a small country called Tana in the Continental Shield. What is a divine master? It is said that in a certain century BC, a tribe migrated from the Imperial State to Tana. These people think that their IQ is much higher than that of the original inhabitants of Tana, even higher than that of gods, so they call themselves divine masters. Because this continent has been in constant war since ancient times, there are not many divine masters today, at most twenty or so.

These divine masters have always looked down on people other than themselves. Probably at the beginning of the last century, they seized a piece of land in Tana and built such an experimental base on it, saying that they wanted to change human genes and create a species as smart and perfect as themselves. The more famous experiments include... oh, the double brain splicing experiment, the super memory transplantation experiment, the various organ exchange experiments between humans and horses, cattle, sheep, monkeys and other animals, the head life extension experiment, the genius potion experiment..."

"Wait." Guan Qian said, "Life-extending experiment..."

"Head life extension experiment," Jiang Sen said as he looked at the information displayed on the computer screen. "According to the information currently known, the head of a terminally ill patient was installed on an intact body. This can be understood as a head replacement. And the person who was spliced ​​together did live another fifteen years."

Guan Qian murmured: "Resurrection experiment..."

Those who call themselves divine masters are obviously a group of crazy people. Under the banner of high-sounding slogans, they carry out unethical and cruel human experiments.

He asked Jiang Sen: "Can you find information about 'Organ Remodeling and Transplantation Human Experiments' and 'Magnetic Field Activation Soul Human Experiments'?"

"Let me take a look." The sound of typing sounded again, and Jiang Sen said: "I can't find it. However, they have done so many human experiments, and organ transplantation is just a change of objects for them. As for magnetic fields... there are no similar experiments."

"I understand." Guan Qian hung up the phone and said to Song Yixuan, "The body must still be in Feng's house."

Since Feng Zhaomin wanted to resurrect Yun Fujia, it was impossible for him to cremate and bury Yun Fujia's body.

"Search! I've already asked the head of the family for permission. Even if we have to turn the Feng family upside down, we must catch the person who broke in tonight. If he's alive, we must find him. If he's dead, we must find his body!"

The sound was very close, just on the second floor.

"Feng Zhaomin is not in Jianzhong." Song Yixuan guessed.

Judging from what the security guard outside said, Feng Zhaomin was definitely not at Feng's house.

As footsteps approached, Guan Qian put away the contract, pulled Song Yixuan along and said, "Let's go."

"Let's go downstairs and take another look." Song Yixuan paused, turned around, pulled Guan Qian and walked towards the window.

It would be better to just jump down and save yourself the trouble.

It can also avoid the trouble of encountering the security guards who seal off your home.

Guan Qian stuck his head out of the window, looked at the ground and said, "There is a mine buried on each side of the window, and in the middle there is a trap pit with a diameter of one and a half meters and a depth of three meters, with a steel knife buried in it. There is a safe area of ​​20 centimeters between the mine and the trap where you can stand."

"I understand." After he finished speaking, Song Yixuan landed steadily on the ground.

No deviation!

There is a trap pit on the left, a mine on the right, and in front of you is the window of the room on the first floor.

However, the window was locked from the inside. She tried to open it but failed. A hint of decisiveness suddenly flashed in her eyes. Then she raised her fist and smashed it hard at the closed window.

The sound was not loud, and the two-meter-high glass instantly turned into countless pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Song Yixuan jumped up on the spot, rushed forward, rolled forward and landed steadily on the ground.

After gaining her footing, she quickly turned around and looked back, only to see Guan Qian just climbing in.

Wisps of yellow smoke rose slowly in the light of the flashlight.

"It's poison gas!" Song Yixuan raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, and quickly scanned the room with the light from the flashlight.

The room was empty, without any furniture or decoration.

Besides the floor, there are walls.

The two men knocked on the wall with their hands, but found nothing.

Guan Qian said in an urgent voice, "Go!"

The corridor was still dark, and Song Yixuan and Guan Qian moved to the next room.

"Who?"

As soon as they entered, they heard a voice in the darkness.

There is actually someone in here.

Song Yixuan turned on the flashlight and shone it towards the source of the sound.

I saw a middle-aged man in a black uniform hanging in the air by countless steel wires, with his feet half a meter above the ground.

"Save me..." The middle-aged man endured the severe pain of being strangled by the steel wire and bled, sweat pouring out of his forehead.

"You are..." Song Yixuan raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to continue.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "I'm the housekeeper here... I, I came here to search for someone... and I accidentally touched the mechanism."

"Oh..." Song Yixuan sneered, "Then we definitely can't let you go, because we are the ones you are looking for."

"No, no..." the middle-aged man said in panic, "I'll just pretend that I haven't seen you... Please, help me, let me down..."

Song Yixuan turned his head and glanced at Guan Qian.

Guan Qian walked to the wall and turned off the switch. The steel wire instantly lost power and relaxed, and the middle-aged man fell heavily to the ground.

"Hey!"

Guan Qian slowly walked towards the middle-aged man, squatted in front of him, played with the dagger in his hand, and said expressionlessly: "Don't move! We have something to ask you."

"Okay, okay." The middle-aged man stopped trying to break free from the wire and said tremblingly, "You can ask whatever you want. I will tell you everything I know."

Guan Qian slowly turned his head, raised his deep eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on Song Yixuan behind him.

Song Yixuan understood, crossed his hands on his slender waist, frowned slightly, and asked in a cold voice, "Where is Feng Zhaomin? Where is he?"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but tremble slightly. He lowered his head, not daring to look at the two people in front of him. He replied timidly: "The master, the master...he went out."

Guan Qian spoke coldly, his voice chilling to the bone, "Speak more carefully!"

The blade held tightly in his hand flashed cold and terrifying rays of light under the faint and flickering light of the flashlight, which was creepy.

The middle-aged man trembled as he replied, "I, I, I know... The night before last, I heard the head of the family talking to someone on the phone. The other party said that some experiment had made progress. The head of the family was very excited and asked me to book a flight to Zhoudun as soon as possible that night. Yesterday morning, the head of the family took two bodyguards and left. Now, he must have arrived in Zhoudun."

Guan Qian had just asked Jiang Sen to check the Samhain laboratory. Since Feng Zhaomin wanted to confirm the experimental results with his own eyes, he must have gone to the Samhain experimental base in Tana.

This means that the Feng family now has only one housekeeper and a group of bodyguards and nannies, which is convenient for him to find the secret room.

Guan Qian asked with a serious expression: "Where is Yun Fujia's body?" His sharp eyes were like two cold rays, shooting straight at the middle-aged man in front of him.

The middle-aged man's body suddenly trembled violently, "I...I don't know! I really don't know." He replied stutteringly, his voice full of fear.

Guan Qian's face suddenly became so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it, and a chilling aura emanated from him. He stretched out his right hand, tightly grasped the middle-aged man's chin, and then suddenly exerted force to forcefully twist his head back.

Guan Qian's eyes were red, and he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "I'll ask you one last time, where is that secret room?"

Every word was filled with endless suppressed anger.

The middle-aged man was already pale with fear, and his whole body was shaking. "I, I really don't know." Cold sweat dripped down his wrinkles. "The owner of the house has set up fixed activity areas for everyone. Without his order, we can't move around freely. This is my first time entering these rooms downstairs."

Song Yixuan frowned slightly, staring at the middle-aged man in front of him, and asked in a serious tone: "Which room does Feng Zhaomin go to most often?"

The middle-aged man swallowed and tried to recall, "The most...most should be the study and bedroom."

After he finished speaking, he seemed a little unsure, and added: "Really! Although I am the housekeeper, I cannot come and go as I please in the Feng family. I can only go upstairs when the head of the family calls me."