Chapter 512 (1/2)
Mei Tuo and situ Yuli talked about lab 19, chips and death without scruples, which made Huang Liang, who was massaging Dickinson, a little frightened.
The more he listened, the more he wondered why they said these words in front of him? Although it sounds endless, as long as you have a heart and a little reasoning, you can come up with an amazing secret——
A mysterious laboratory is conducting an experiment on human chip. As a result, all the people involved in the project, including researchers and subjects, died. The three people in front of us are obviously participants in the event.
Such matters are generally highly confidential and will never be disclosed casually in front of outsiders. Unless they can be sure that this person will not leak, and there are only two kinds of people who will not leak, one is their own, and the other is dead.
Huang Liang has many secrets, so he knows how important it is to keep secrets. He can no longer pretend that he doesn't understand anything and continue to play. Sometimes he plays the pig and eats the tiger for a long time. Maybe the tiger doesn't eat, and he really becomes a pig.
He stopped his work, seemingly inadvertently turned things in the toolbox, quickly pinched a delicate scalpel with his fingers and hid it in the palm of his hand.
When he closed the box, he put his hand in his trouser pocket at random, turned to look at Mei, and said seriously:
”Professor, I don't think what you just said has anything to do with me, but since I heard it, I probably won't let me go out easily. So I want to ask, what's the real purpose of you letting me come here? I'm just an ordinary doctor.”
The knuckles of his fingers inserted in his trouser pocket were bent and held the scalpel tightly. At the same time, his consciousness had condensed the invisible spiritual blade, which could launch spiritual attacks in his opponent's dreams at any time.
Mei Tuo was slightly stunned, looked at situ Yuli, and then laughed: ”Huang Liang, you are not an ordinary doctor!”
Huang Liang's eyes narrowed: ”then who do you think I am?”
Mei tried to see the murderous spirit on his always calm and calm face. Knowing that he couldn't joke any more, she said, ”don't be so nervous. You see, we are either women or old men. Even an ant may not be able to step on it. What are you worried about? If I really want to treat you, I won't leave Hou Biao on it.”
Huang Liang thought it seemed so, but he didn't relax his vigilance, but his tone and expression eased down and said, ”but Professor, you always have something to say to me?”
Lying on the bed, Dickinson said, ”Hey, may, tell him quickly. I'm comfortable pressing it!”
Mei said, ”Dr. Huang, oh, or you can call you Mr. Zhao Pengcheng?”
Huang Liang's eyes trembled, but he tried to keep calm: ”no, Zhao Pengcheng is dead. I am Huang Liang.”
He looked at the professor for a moment and thought quickly. How did the professor know his identity? After thinking about it, there is only one possibility.
”Did Mr. Aoki tell you?” he asked.
”You can also say that,” Mei said. ”At the beginning, Aoki came to me. If I hadn't used some relations, and those big bullshit just gave me face, Mr. Zhao Pengcheng might still be welding circuit boards in prison!”
Dickinson said, ”Oh, it's not easy for you to pull down your old face and ask for help!”
Mei Jiban said, ”who said I begged them? I gave them face. Usually they don't get it!”