District 9, the lower laboratory.

Lin Mo looked at the old man whose half foot had already stepped into the coffin.

I didn't know what to say for a while.

"Are you really going to let me do it?"

Lin Mo looked at the plague seed in front of him and asked in a puzzled way.

"As far as I know, there are still many researchers in this lower laboratory."

"They are the professionals!"

Old Qin grinned and shook his head.

"There is no need for that, the operation is very simple."

"You just need to give me a sedative, then swipe my chest and put this latest generation of plague seeds in."

"Besides, if I really asked other researchers to come to help."

"Would you agree?"

As soon as these words came out, a smile appeared on Lin Mo's face.

It turned out that the old man was smart from beginning to end.

The reason why he was fooled over and over again was entirely because of the crazy persistence in his heart.

This is a very pure person.

This made Lin Mo ring out with Hu Quan from District 3.

Although these two people care about different things, their pureness is extremely similar.

Purity without distraction for a goal.

"Professor Qin, how many people have you killed?"

When Lin Mo subconsciously asked these words, there was an inexplicable expectation in his heart.

He has always respected such people.

As long as Professor Qin shook his head and denied that he had killed someone.

Lin Mo might not necessarily be able to make a move.

However, Professor Qin answered bluntly.

"I can't remember!"

"I've been studying for so many years, and the people who died on this test bed, even if there are not more than a thousand, must be hundreds."

There was no trace of guilt on his face when he mentioned this.

On the contrary, there is a trace of small pride.

It seems that it is a great honor for those people to die on his experimental bench.

Lin Mo shook when he saw this.

After all, I think too much.

This old man has become purely paranoid, purely crazy.

In order to complete the experiment in his hands, he has lost his humanity.

No help!

Lin Mo sighed slightly.

Before starting, he asked again.

"How many of your plagues have left the laboratory?"

Before destroying this place, Lin Mo still has a lot of questions to understand.

However, when Professor Qin heard the question, he shook his head directly.

"Now all the plague species are still in the research stage, how can they flow out to the outside world before they mature?"

"The use and transfer of all plague seeds can only be carried out after the group has personally seen and signed."

"I can guarantee this, it is impossible for the plague seeds to flow out to the outside world!"

After getting this answer, Lin Mo couldn't help frowning.

The plague in Craig's hands, he has seen with his own eyes.

If it was said that it didn't flow out to the outside world, how could Lin Mo believe it.

It's just that when he thinks about it in a blink of an eye, there's no need for someone surnamed Qin to lie to him about such a thing.

Is there more than one laboratory under this?

When Lin Mo raised the doubts in his heart, he still got a negative answer.

"Such a laboratory has emptied almost all the resources of District 8."

"How can there be the energy and cost to build another one?"

Seeing his sincere attitude, Lin Mo didn't even try.

Tell Craig's matter directly.

"what?"

For a time, Professor Qin was suddenly excited.

"Someone has been successfully transplanted, and has also broken through to the grandmaster?"

"No, I have played against him before."

Lin Mo replied truthfully.

"Although that person's strength is much worse than that of the grandmaster."

"But he was terrified by the virus gas all over him."

"Once it is not handled properly, it is very likely that the entire Dead Island will be buried with it!"

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