A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

Luke put the bracelet away and into his pocket, then turned to look at Jack.

"They said at the time that many corpses were found in the centralized cultivation room. Where are the corpses?"

"In the dissection room, over here."

As Jack spoke, he turned around and led Luke toward the dissection room.

In the anatomy room.

Also urgently sent by Luke yesterday, three forensic pathologists from the FBI Medical Examiner's Office in Los Santos were lined up in a white room, nervously working in front of the shriveled corpses.

Jack and Luke's entry immediately caught the attention of the three of them.

When the lead forensic doctor saw Lu Ke enter, he quickly greeted him.

"Director!"

"Anderson."

Lu Ke greeted the forensic doctor and walked over to him, looking at the shriveled corpse on the autopsy table: "Any findings?"

He's already sixty years old this year and is known as the Federal Forensic Pathologist for Life in Los Santos. Because of this, Dr. Anderson, who was on a business trip, glanced at Jack standing next to him and asked, "Didn't you tell the chief?"

Jack laughed and said, "What you're saying is too complicated. I'm afraid if I explain it, the boss won't understand, and I'm also afraid the boss will think it's fake."

Listening to their conversation, Luke looked at Anderson with curiosity.

Anderson shook his head, took off his gloves, walked to the side, and handed Luke the reports on the three autopsies that had already been performed.

After Lu Ke opened it, he saw several high-definition, uncensored anatomical images of the human body.

but……

The small scene couldn't even cause Lu Ke the slightest ripple.

Luke's gaze fell on Anderson's final conclusion about death.

Rapid aging leads to death.

?

Luke raised an eyebrow and looked at Anderson: "Is this some new term?"

Anderson shook his head: "I guess so. You know, some things in ancient tombs age and decay very quickly after they're reopened."

Luke nodded.

"know."

"The three bodies that underwent autopsies were like this. They were like things from an ancient tomb, suddenly brought back to light, aging rapidly, and then dying."

"..."

Luke was silent for a moment, then looked up at Anderson and shook his head: "I don't understand."

Seeing this, Jack behind him also spread his hands towards Anderson.

seems to be saying.

See? Even the boss doesn't understand.

Anderson sighed, turned around, and walked toward a lab containing a white mouse that was readily available right next to the dissection room.

Luke led Jack and Anderson to the laboratory.

Anderson put on his goggles, sat down in front of a glass observation box, picked up a white mouse that appeared to be newborn from the box, added some liquid, and then, under the watchful eyes of Luke and Jack, injected it into the mouse's body.

The squeaky white mouse immediately stopped chirping and lay motionless.

Jack blinked.

"Anderson, we're here..."

"Shh!"

Luke made a shushing gesture to Jack, then silently watched the white mouse in the glass observation box.

soon.

Just a few breaths later, the white mouse that had been lying there motionless began to move.

The tiny white mouse, which was originally almost the size of three grains of rice combined, seems to be growing larger at a visible rate.

The white mouse started squeaking again.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the white mouse, which seemed to be still in its infancy, grew directly into adolescence. Then the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and its white fur began to fall out again at a visible speed until the white mouse finally lay down.

It gives the impression of being an old, dead white mouse.

Luke thought of the row of shriveled corpses outside, then he remembered what Jason had said when he was reporting the situation to him. Then he remembered the group of Korean women who looked like they had just given birth that he had seen at the entrance when he entered the hospital.

Anderson then came in carrying several DNA test reports and handed them to Luke.

"These examination reports were taken from the group of women who were waiting outside the hospital, and then compared with the corpses here."

"The results all matched."

"Yes."

"The dozens of withered and aged corpses lying outside are their children."

"This is a human laboratory, Chief!"

"..."

Chapter 358 Lucy's Deliberate Disappearance

Lu Ke flipped through the DNA test reports in his hand with a blank expression.

Are these the children of women who died of old age outside the hospital?

Life is growing rapidly.

Human experimentation.

Whitehouse?

hiss.

That certainly sounds like typical behavior from that old dog, Daniel Whitehead.

After all, when it comes to survival, this old dog who has managed to live a second life dares to say he's second, and probably no Hydra would dare to say they're first.

wrong.

Dr. Zola might be able to compete with this old dog for first place.

Lu Ke thought to himself, then handed the test report back to the forensic pathologist Anderson.

"What kind of medicine is so powerful?"

"It's not clear yet."

Anderson gestured for Luke to look at the completely destroyed equipment around the lab: "We're planning to pack up the samples and rush them home for testing."

Lu Ke frowned: "Doesn't this military base have any testing equipment?"

Anderson nodded.

"Have."

"That……"

"If the director thinks it's acceptable, then it's acceptable."

"..."

Luke watched as forensic pathologist Anderson glanced at the corpse of the old white rat in the glass test chamber and understood Anderson's unspoken message.

This potion that can make someone grow up overnight is undoubtedly a kind of bugged ability.

If this thing goes to the military, it will undoubtedly be studied in depth.

It should be noted that the federal military is also quite inhumane in its inhumane practices.

After all, the federal military has been exposed quite a few times over the years for secretly conducting human experiments.

Early in his career, forensic pathologist Anderson left the military because he disapproved of some of its practices, and later joined the FBI in Los Santos.

It's perfectly reasonable that he didn't want to send these items to the military base for testing.

and so……

Lu Ke lowered his eyes, his thoughts racing, then nodded to forensic pathologist Anderson: "I'll think of a way."

Pathologist Anderson stopped talking and turned to leave the lab.

He was just a forensic doctor; he only offered his advice, and whether Lu Ke accepted it or not was none of his business.

soon.

After Forensic Pathologist Anderson left the laboratory.

Jack stepped forward, glanced at the old white rat in the glass box, seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Luke with some concern, hesitating to speak: "Boss, Mengmeng won't..."

Lu Ke did not speak.

He recalled a sentence the assassin had said when he captured him.

"They want your daughter to kill you."

"..."

So, this is what these people are planning?

Lu Ke's expression was somewhat unpleasant.

"Jack."

"Boss."

Jack quickly snapped out of his daze and looked at Luke.

Luke turned his gaze away from the glass case in front of him and looked at Jack: "It's not appropriate to take this back to the bureau for experiments. Let's see if there are any other independent laboratories in Seoul that could help."

Jack nodded: "Understood."