Blackstone Code

"Don't allow others to touch anything here. Move the detective over and let him take a look at the scene."

The scientist gave a few simple instructions and left.

According to the general process, after the monsters that failed to evolve are eliminated, the house will be systematically eliminated and then sealed.

After waiting for a period of time, re-evaluation will be considered before reassignment to other residents will be considered.

But this time, scientists believe that this is not just a case of evolutionary failure. It may hide some deeper conspiracy or something unknown.

Detective is a code name, and it is said that Lynch himself named it, so people have a very special trust in this detective.

Even Lynch trusts him, so it must be because he has outstanding abilities.

The corpses of the two evolution losers were airlifted to the research center on the equator thirty minutes later. There are more complete research institutions and equipment here to analyze the genes and cells of the two corpses.

The scientist also expressed his thoughts, so the researchers here did a very detailed job.

This situation is very special, and the person in charge of the laboratory is also keeping an eye on it.

Two hours later, all the results were displayed. After reading the report, the person in charge knitted his brows tightly together.

Almost identical gene fragments were found in the body of this monster that had the same evolutionary direction but failed.

Moreover, this part of the gene fragment was not coordinated with the overall gene. What was even more troublesome was that during the comparison, they found two other identical genetic specimens from the database.

The person in charge asked people to keep the samples and reports confidential, and then immediately went to see Lynch.

"You mean, someone is trying to create an evolved person through artificial interference?" Lynch put down the report in his hand. Although he couldn't understand the pictures, he could understand the text description inside.

To put it simply, it is like something copied and pasted appears on four samples with a time span, and this probability basically does not exist.

The direction, method, and goal of genetic mutation are always chaotic, unpredictable, and impossible to be the same.

Scientists can't find any reason other than someone meddling.

The person in charge of the laboratory nodded, "The results are the same as the experiments we did..."

Lynch also frowned. The Life Research Institute is also studying benign aberrations under artificial intervention. Although there has been some progress, overall this is not a fruitful project.

All human beings who were deformed under artificial intervention eventually failed and became monsters controlled by instinct and desire.

If these monsters are powerful, like those evolved ones, forget it.

At least their powerful combat effectiveness can make them a double-edged sword. Even if they may hurt themselves, as the party that has the initiative, they are more likely to hurt the enemy.

But in fact, these monsters that failed to evolve are too weak. Ordinary humans can defeat them with weapons without the need for the Evolve Corps to be dispatched.

There has been no progress in research. They use the cells and genes of those who evolved as media to try to make "breakthroughs" for ordinary humans, so there will be a lot of research information in this area.

They will inject the same medium into people of different races, skin colors, genders, and ages to observe the final results and detect some useful information from failed specimens.

That's why the person in charge of the laboratory was so sure that someone was intervening.

This result is the same as the laboratory experimental results.

“How many shelters are there where this is happening?”

The person in charge of the laboratory shook his head, "I'm not sure, because we are only responsible for testing specimens and never ask where the specimens come from, but we have records and I need to make a call."

Lynch nodded and indicated that he could make a call here. Then he rolled up his sleeves and dialed his assistant's number, "Send...the specimen source information of the project to my and Mr. Lynch's mailboxes."

Each person's number plus " @mail" is their email address, and Lynch's number is "1".

Soon Lynch raised his wrist——

Yes, he also uses this equipment because it is so useful.

Looking through the information in the email, I saw that the main specimens came from two official sanctuaries, which was a big problem.

The combined population of the two places is tens of millions, and so far it is difficult to determine whether the manipulators behind this incident are mainly humans, those consortiums who are unwilling to become the nutrient residue of the times, or those who are interested in the present. Monsters who are dissatisfied with life.

Therefore, even if Lynch could not abide by the law and arrest him whenever there is suspicion, it would be difficult to actually enforce it.

After all, there were too many suspects, and even if he wanted to catch them, it would be difficult to catch them all.

This matter still needs to be investigated, at least to a general scope.

"Keep it secret for now, don't leak it out, and continue your work."

After Lynch asked the person in charge of the laboratory to leave, he did not do anything for the time being.

The election of the seven-member team is coming soon. After the seven-member team is selected, he will treat this job as the first task and leave it to this group of monsters to complete.

What is needed now is to find the suspect first.

He had a good candidate for this matter. He raised his arm to flip through the address book and clicked on the name of "Detective." After a while, the detective's portrait appeared on his monitor.

"Your Excellency, is there anything I can do for you?"

In a certain respect, Mr. Detective is also a very good person, but every good person will have a little bit of pride and a little bit of arrogance.

He does have these things in his usual performance, but in front of Lynch, he seems to have lost his pride and pride.

"Some problems occurred. I will transmit some information to you to see if I can find some suspects."

"This mission is very special. If you encounter force majeure, the primary goal is to save your own life."

"With the suspects recorded, and then giving me the list, that's the job this time."

"In addition, I will send two evolvers to protect your safety. Do you have any questions?"

Mr. Detective was silent for a moment, "So what I have to face this time are those evolvers who have not taken refuge?"

Lynch nodded, "There may be a consortium or some conspiracy organization standing behind them."

Mr. Detective took a breath and said, "It sounds like a big trouble. I will try my best to complete this job."

"By then... I hope to have a vacation, and I still need to pick out our new home with my family."

"I've been running around in various shelters during this time, and I haven't had a vacation for a long time."

"No problem, a month's vacation, double the bonus, and a house as a reward..."

After ending the call, the wry smile on Mr. Detective's face immediately subsided. He is a very smart person and he knows how to get along with those in power.

Sometimes greed, or asking for something, is the best quality for a superior person.

They don't like subordinates who don't ask for anything and don't have any desires.

When he returned to work, he and his assistant were already at the crime scene.

Logically he should have gone back to work, but he suddenly returned to the car and put on a bulletproof vest, confusing his assistant.

"What are you afraid of?" his assistant asked in confusion.

Mr. Detective replied sincerely, "Afraid of death."

After making sure that the body armor was on, he put the medical bag into his expansion pocket, and then threw the other body armor to his assistant, "The enemy this time is not simple."

As he spoke, he returned to the scene. Some parts of the scene were destroyed, but in his eyes, there were still many "details" left here.

An unfamiliar shoe print, a drop of unidentified liquid remaining, although it has dried, some traces still remain.

The fragments of food left on the table don't look like they were cut with knives and forks, but more like they were bitten out.

There is a lot of information hidden in this room. What he needs to do is to find these things and then let them help him point to certain people or directions.

At the same time, on the middle floor, two handsome young people, a man and a woman, sat in front of a middle-aged man.

Three people, two camps, each has a very powerful momentum.

"Failed again, Mr. Z. I doubt whether it makes sense for us to do this."

Mr. Z, that is, a middle-aged man with an entry-level Croft in his mouth, his half-smiling look makes people want to punch him, "Listen, whether it makes any sense, failure or success, it's all up to you. It doesn't matter."

"Your job is to do what you should do according to my requirements."

"Instead of telling me you're fucking questioning the things I told you to do!"

The two young men were not annoyed at all, they still maintained their previous attitudes, unflattering and even somewhat antagonistic.

"I'm just worried that this will affect our follow-up plans. We need some scientists to work for us. Although they are weak, they are more valuable and meaningful than your ideas."

Mr. Z took two deep breaths and spat it out suddenly. Disgust hit both of their faces.

But just when they were still a little far away, they were blown away by a gust of wind.

"I don't object to your idea... In this way, I know the address of a biology teacher."

"Perhaps he can provide you with some of the 'value' you call it!"

The young woman opened her mouth, looking a little scary. Her mouth was full of sharp teeth. "We want scientists, not biology teachers."

Mr. Z laughed unscrupulously and said, "The scientists are all in Lynch's base. If you have the ability to go there, then go!"

"Otherwise, you'd better do what I say and go f*ck that biology teacher and bring him back!"