"Faster than us? Haha, it should be said that he stole information very quickly."
The boy suddenly sneered, his words filled with sharp resentment.
"Stealing information - wait, are you saying that someone plagiarized the data results of your laboratory and then published them in papers and journals?" Although the girl is majoring in art, she can't compete with experimental research in science.
together, but this basic common sense is still there.
"Yes, not to mention that the experimental process designed by the other party is exactly the same as ours, and even the data is 80 to 90% consistent. The former is a coincidence, and the latter is even less likely to be a coincidence.
"The boy clenched his fists and said bitterly:
"At that time, we had successfully regenerated dendrites and part of the nucleus. However, considering that this conclusion would subvert the previous understanding of the brain science community, in order to ensure its rigor, we decided to observe it for a few more days before publishing the paper - while we were waiting
Within a few days, this article was submitted to the most influential biology journal in the world. Do you think it’s a coincidence or not?”
"This... this is too despicable, you can sue him!" the girl said anxiously, "take out the first-hand information you have and confront the other party, there should still be a chance, right? Who is the other party?
To be able to steal information at such a close range, it must be our school’s laboratory, right?”
"This is the strangest part of the problem - the one who published that paper turned out to be a little-known small laboratory in Iceland, Northern Europe, and has no connection with our school at all, even if the other party knows the results of our experiment
On the day it came out, I flew here to steal the data and then rushed back, just in time to compile it into a manuscript and submit it. This does not include the time for translation, digestion and adaptation."
"...This is too weird." The girl looked at the other party blankly. She really didn't understand this issue, "How did he steal it? It can't really be a coincidence, can it?"
"Of course not. I would rather believe that if you win the lottery jackpot every day, it would not be a coincidence that eight out of ten times the data will be exactly the same." The boy said coldly, "If you think about it carefully, it could only be that there is a thief in the laboratory.
The data that had just been obtained were immediately packaged and sent online to the other party - of course, it is still difficult to understand how the insider got involved with the Icelandic laboratory."
"So... if you are conducting experiments at such a fast pace now, aren't you giving away the data successfully?" The girl asked puzzledly, "Logically speaking, we should stop the research immediately and carefully conduct internal inspections and renovations, right?
"
"Normally, this is indeed safer -" the boy sighed, "but you also know that our professor is a workaholic. Once he is obsessed with advancing research, he cannot tolerate anything else in his eyes. The last time nerve cells were regenerated
The success has greatly improved the progress of his current research project. For the subject of cracking and creating memory potential codes, this is equivalent to overcoming the biggest difficulty. He can make rapid progress every day, and he will not stop for this.
.”
"However, even if the professor doesn't care about his reputation, we can't. Although we are working overtime these days to collect new data, in fact, Sister Lan has quietly added her own hacker program to the entire school LAN -
—This program has no other functions. Its only function is to check and verify emails and documents sent to Northern Europe. If there is anything wrong, it will immediately search for the sender."
"I understand! If the traitor is hiding among you, as long as he sends information to the Nordic Laboratory, he will be located immediately, and it will be easy to find out who the traitor is!" The girl suddenly realized.
"It's like this. We've been able to get a lot of useful data and important inferences every day recently, but the strange thing is that the insider seems to be very calm and won't send emails until the final results come out - but it doesn't matter, we are leaving now.
The final goal is getting closer and closer, and he will show his flaws sooner or later." The boy seemed very confident.
"Then you... must be careful. Not only do you pay attention to your body, but if the mole is discovered, will he do anything drastic to kill the enemy? You must protect yourself... Zhang Ke." The girl was worried.
said.
"Don't worry, even if it's for you, I will... take care of my body, Mengmeng."
Hearing the other party's words, Yuan Mengmeng, who originally turned away and was angry, finally turned around this time and wanted to give the other party an encouraging smile.
However, her smile stopped abruptly the moment she saw the other person's face.
"You, you are not Zhang Ke, who are you——?"
Yuan Mengmeng's eyes widened and her mouth became round, because she discovered that the boy behind her was still wearing the same clothes as Zhang Ke and carrying the same schoolbag, and even his figure was the same tall and thin.
But their faces are completely different. From their eyes to their noses, there is no similarity at all. This is not a question of who is more handsome than who, but that they are not the same person at all.
Or to be more precise, the Zhang Ke who appears behind Yuan Mengmeng now is completely different from the Zhang Ke who was arguing on the grass just before she turned around!
"Mengmeng? What's wrong with you? Why are you so surprised and don't look good..."
"Zhang Ke" saw the panicked look on the other party's face and mistook her for something uncomfortable. He just wanted to reach out to help her, but she slapped her hand away.
"Who are you? Why did you impersonate Zhang Ke's appearance and tone? How did you get in since the words you just said? Where did you hide Zhang Ke?" Yuan Mengmeng asked questions like a barrage of questions.
.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I am Zhang Ke, isn't Zhang Ke me? After lunch, we have been sitting on the grass chatting." The boy also looked innocent, not knowing what was happening in front of him.
Why did this little girlfriend who was not yet satisfied with her lover suddenly become insane and couldn't even remember herself?
"No... you're not... you were clearly not like this just now!" Yuan Mengmeng almost cried. She yelled at the people around her, "Zhang Ke! Where have you been hiding! Don't play tricks on me again!"
It’s time to play, come out quickly..."
"I'm right here, aren't I?"
Suddenly, Yuan Mengmeng heard a familiar voice coming from the other side. She was suddenly sure that it was just a joke that Zhang Ke had asked someone else to play, so she turned around with joy.
Then, she saw a mangled corpse lying on a jagged rock where underground water passed through.