Oops, I forgot to bring the inhibitor [Interstellar]

"The autopsy report came out?" Lancer frowned slightly after hearing this.

"The burn was too serious, so it took seven days." "There are still 5 minutes, and Ika will send the report."

"Yeah." Lancer didn't answer.

The body sent for examination should be the little gentleman who died for him.

As for the result, Lancer didn't care much.

These days, apart from finding the whereabouts of the crashed plane, Lancer has been looking for a solution once and for all.

Assassination attempted.

But the other party's whereabouts cannot be hidden.

Moreover, they are basically in the center of Anjingxing, where the governance is the strictest. There are many bodyguards around, and there is basically no room for snipers to strike.

And he himself has the habit of carrying self-defense equipment with him.

Under the pristine suit, he was wearing light anti-laser light armor, basically guns could not penetrate his body.

And carry a gun with him at all times.

Vigilance is high.

An assassination is unlikely.

But Lancer also knew that when he met Ika in private, he would not dress so cumbersomely.

Nor will these weapons be equipped.

One is to have absolute control over the drug.

one more……

After so long of mutual surveillance.

Lancer unintentionally uncovered... the distorted relationship between him and his siblings back then.

So much so that since puberty, Lancer instantly solved all the strange words that Ika said to him.

Although the human gene used in Lancer came from General Hawke.

But the character and appearance closer to General Hawke should be the elder brother.

General Hawke was originally an uninhibited person.To be bold and arrogant, to say he is a madman is to praise him.

At the same time, he is also thoughtful, and he will never change his feelings until death... However, these two excellent qualities have also brought about the birth of the longevity gene, and the same has brought about a tragic death.

The two stood there for a while before Lancer saw a man in a white dustproof suit running out of the small door in the distance.The short pale blond hair looks a little dry, wearing a pair of glasses, and the facial features on his face are a bit abrupt.

Although it is still good-looking, it is obviously thin to the point of sickness.

No one spoke, Lancer just saw the middle-aged man next to him snatch the paper report from Ika's hand.

"Blood type matching." "If they are burned like that, can we still take a blood sample?"

"It's like this, because the body was curled up when it was burned, and there was still a little bit of intact underarms. The comparison samples were the samples kept by Inspector Yan when he entered the military academy. Their blood samples have always been well preserved. There will be mistakes." Ika explained in a low voice, and coughed twice after finishing speaking.

"It's exactly the same. The body and the sample are still there. Does the emperor want to see it?"

The man couldn't help but tighten his eyebrows when he heard this.

"Don't look at the body, just bury it directly. Show me the extracted sample."

Yika didn't answer, but just opened the small freezer he was carrying, put on gloves, and then took out a small glass test tube, which was separated into two layers, the bottom layer was black blood, and a few pieces of blood were placed on it. A burnt hair, handed over.

"This was extracted and has been kept in the freezer. The original blood sample is still kept in the confidential vault."

A look of disbelief flashed across the man's face after hearing this.

Turning his head slightly, he looked at Lancer.

Just look at it and don't speak.

Lancer didn't respond.

The two looked at each other for a while, and finally Lancer lowered his head first, "Sorry, I shouldn't have looked directly at you."

"Ika, what's the progress of the research on her gene extraction and implantation?"

"I have already started to enter the living body experiment part. If it is the fastest, I can give it to the emperor next month..."

"Don't worry, stability is the most important thing."

Ika took a deep breath and turned his head away, coughing uncontrollably.

"Come to my office later." Seeing this, the middle-aged man added to Ika.

Lancer chose to keep silent to the end.

Distorted family relationships.

No one can be alone.

But after going around and around, it seems that only Lancer has remained silent, has not been assimilated, and has not been involved in this muddy water.

After watching the two of them leave, Lancer turned his gaze back to the conscious experimental subject in the petri dish.

"Can I get close to her?" Lancer asked the guards for permission.

"Not allowed to approach the hatch, you can touch the glass."

Lancer didn't answer any more, just walked up the steps and stuck them up through the extremely thick glass.

He looked at her up close.

Compared to Yan Xuechi, she looks more feminine.

It is also more stunning, whether it is facial features or body proportions.

But you can still see the similarities between the two people.

Seeing her staring at him, Lancer was at a loss for a while.

However, after being at a loss, he also stared back at her.

Anyway, with such a thick protective shield, no one can touch anyone.

The four eyes met for a long time.

Lancer was reminded by the guards to leave this place.

After walking out of the research department, Lancer felt the cold sweat dripping from his body.

Originally, Lancer had already thought about the follow-up wording and emergency actions.

After all, due to various reasons before, they did not agree with Ika.

The attitude of the other party has always been ambiguous, always hovering between refusing and waiting.

totally unexpected……

It's really like that, it's hidden.

After work, Lancer was not in a hurry to go home, but stood at the entrance of the research department building, waiting for a familiar figure.

The temperature outside is not pleasant, and the snow can still reach the ankle.

Lancer wrapped his coat tightly and stood there until almost 09:30 before he saw the familiar figure at the door of the building.

It looks a little weak from a distance.

His clothes were too big for him.

The figure of being alone is a bit lonely.

When Ika looked up, he seemed to see Lancer, turned around and ran away.

Seeing this, Lancer immediately chased after him.

However, he didn't take two steps when he saw the other party, and he didn't know if he didn't stand still or what.

He slid down the steps in a daze.

Sitting in the snow, unable to get up for a while.

Lancer resisted the urge to gloat, and approached step by step.

She didn't reach out to pull him, but leaned against the wall beside her, just looking at him like that.

"Give me a hand." Ika whispered.

Lancer didn't respond.

"Please give me a hand...I can't get up." Ika begged again.

If it is normal, Lancer must think he is playing some tricks.

But looking at the posture of falling just now.

I guess I really can't stand up.

"We came out of the same petri dish anyway, and I came out a few minutes earlier than you...I can call you brother instead, just pull me up." Ika whispered again.

After repeated pleas, Lancer finally stretched out his hand and pulled him out of the snow.

Seeing him patting the snow on his body, his movements were a little stiff, Lancer didn't rush to speak, and waited for him to clean up first.

After waiting for a long while, Lancer finally said, "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"Are you going to talk in this environment?"

"……What do you want to eat?"

"Just stay overnight."

"No talk."

After Lancer finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave.

"It's really only one night. And your home can block... block the monitoring device of the uncle of the emperor."

Lancer was silent for a while after listening, "Get in the car."

After returning home, Lancer first picked up an orange whose leg was in a plaster cast, and then began to change his shoes.

Orange is very vigilant when he sees strangers, even if he is hugged by Lancer, his hair will be blown into a ball.

"It's my brother, don't worry." Lancer stretched out his hand to comfort him, and walked to the sofa with him in his arms.

After the two sat down, Lancer asked again, "Why did you change your mind? Didn't you agree to put me in a petri dish? How did you do the autopsy?"

"...the blood sample was dug from Inspector Yan's wound a long time ago." Ika calmly narrated the facts, "The test is decomposed and the data is kept. If there is a need to falsify, the artificial blood implanted in the artificial man can be prepared according to the data. Can fool autopsy machines."

As soon as Ika finished speaking, he saw the orange fur ball on the sofa walking towards him.

The round eyes narrowed into a slit, making the face look bigger than usual.

Without saying a word, he opened his mouth, ready to open his mouth towards the blood vessel on Ika's wrist.

Lancer grabbed it back, held it in his arms again, and stroked its head and hair.

"After all, if it really comes to light, it won't do me any good." Ika's voice was not loud.

"I..." Ika obviously wanted to say something, but stopped talking.

Lancer didn't speak either.

Just turned around and walked into the kitchen.

I don't know when it started, but every time we meet, I feel that the other party is weaker than the last time.

At the beginning, there will be some annoying demands and frivolous remarks.

Up to now, the previous rowdy energy is completely gone.

The whole person was lifeless.

It's quieter though.

But Lancer still wished... he could be more rowdy.

It's really annoying though.

After all, for artificial humans, it is not a good thing at all if their personality changes from arrogant to restrained or even humble, and their well-proportioned body becomes thin or even skinny.

It's not that it's sick, it's that something is wrong with a part and needs to be replaced.

If it is not repaired in time, the whole person will be broken.

Especially Yika, who has been under the control of drugs for a long time, basically relying on one breath.

"Aren't you sitting down?"

"I'll make you something to eat." Lancer replied very succinctly, "If you don't eat any more, you will die if this continues."

"No need... it's fine if there are nutritional supplements. It's a waste of food for me. I can't eat it."

Lancer stopped frying the meat in his hands, "Is it so serious?"

"Ah."

Ika completely lost her usual aura and curled up on the sofa without taking off her coat.

"Can I have soup?"

"I'll make some warm for you. You can drink it if you want." Seeing that he didn't answer, Lanser smoothed things over on his own, "I remember it was your favorite kind when you were young. Last time I went back to Endless Star, I asked the cook for it. recipe."

After finishing the meal and tidying up the kitchen, Lancer saw that he was almost falling asleep on the sofa, so he quickly shook him up.

"I'm going to buy nutritional supplements, do you want to buy anything else?"

"Bring me some painkillers...both oral and ointment."

"Go upstairs and sleep on the bed. I'll sleep on the sofa later."

After Lanser finished speaking, he put on clothes and tied the leash on Tangerine, held him in his arms again, and went out the door.

At night in this weather, there are basically no pedestrians.

Lancer looked at the bracelet for about a minute to see if the scouts he had sent out had found any useful clues.

Lancer was sure he was still alive.

However, after looking all the way, until he returned home after shopping, there was still no news from the search team.

Lancer looked at the people lying on the sofa and decided to deal with the matter in front of him first.

"Wake up, the things are back." Lancer shook him awake again.

After three injections of nutritional supplements, Lancer's complexion improved a lot when he saw him.

At least there is some color, not so scary.

"It's all like this, why don't you go to the hospital?"

"It's the same if you go."

"By the way, how about the longevity gene transplant?"

Ika didn't answer.

"He trusts you very much and believes that you will succeed. After all, rulers have coveted the word longevity since ancient times."

"What do you want to say?"

"I want to help you get rid of his control." Lancer said as he brought warm water, poured out the painkillers according to the amount, and placed them in front of Ika.

"Why are you so nice to me today?"

"I'm fine with living things that don't go mad."

Ika said nothing.

"Gene implantation surgery requires deep anesthesia."

"I know what you're thinking. At that time, there will be many guards around him, all of whom are his cronies. To put it bluntly, they just put a gun on my head and watch me operate." "Impossible."

"I can replace those people." Lancer still replied flatly.

Ika bit her lip.

"I used to be studying, and occasionally I had to rely on you for financial support."

"But it's different now, I have the ability to protect my brother." Lancer said here, and gave a gentle smile, "The adapter officer has also found for my brother, brother, don't forget, you still have a fiancée waiting you."

"You don't have to feel bad about it. For ordinary humans, artificial organs are not much different from the original ones. Putting them in an artificial heart will still not affect their lifespan."

"The only thing my brother needs to do is... a little bit of manipulation during the operation."

"At that time, everyone around me will be mine, and there will be no surprises."

"...give me time to think about it."

"Okay, let's not mention this for now." After Lancer finished speaking, he picked up the painkiller ointment he just bought, "Did you fall on your back just now? Do you need help?"

"...I didn't fall, and I don't need help." Ika replied indifferently, "The wound...is not in a convenient location."

"Not convenient?" Lancer always felt that he was a little strange today.

Ika: "Yes. Was beaten by the emperor..."

"Will he hit you again?"

The man in Lanser's impression was eccentric and eccentric, and he was really crazy.

But when it comes to beating people, it’s not enough.It can make injuries that require ointment, let alone.

"Hmm." Ika snorted and continued to hang his head.

Almost instantly, Lanser suddenly guessed why Ika was so noisy today that he would even fall when he was walking.

This beating may refer to... not being beaten in the literal sense.

But he didn't dare to open his mouth to confirm, the water glass in his hand was not held steady, and it spilled a small puddle of water on the sofa.

Ika didn't raise his head, but raised his eyes slightly, looking at Lancer, "Do you need me to explain in more detail?"