The reason why Shen Cheng chose Dr. Wei out of the vast number of people in the institute, of course, was deliberate.
Dr. Wei was treated politely by Xia Jinshi, obviously his status in the research institute is not low, and he is a loner. Shen Cheng followed him and found that he had no children and no wife. , But when you go home, you will face cold walls and cold houses, and the chances of exposure will be much less.
In addition, Dr. Wei has a rigorous personality. Like many researchers, she likes to live a regular life according to a schedule, and writes the schedule on her mobile phone and computer, which is also very beneficial to her performance.
Shen Cheng has never been in the Academy of Sciences, so the map is currently completely black. She doesn't know how many dangers there are in the Academy of Sciences, and how many cards Xia Jinshi has in his hand. Of course, he must prepare for long-term lurking and acting in advance.
Of course it would be best if you can not be exposed, don't sneak into the village to shoot.
At around nine o'clock that night, Dr. Wei had just returned home exhausted. He turned on the computer in the living room and was concentrating on contemplation when a shadow that he didn't even have time to see his face walked out of the shadows behind him. Behind him is a hand knife, and then skillfully fed him a 24-hour sleeping potion bought in the store.
Shen Cheng put Dr. Wei's face on the clone, and directly asked the clone to search the man's home and his belongings.
Dr. Wei's computer was clean and there was almost nothing there, but Shen Cheng took a look and found that he had marked a time in red, which happened to be tomorrow afternoon, and the event location was [Dean's Office].
Young life! He has an appointment with Xia Jin tomorrow
Shen Cheng's heart tightened when he saw this: on the first day, he had to face the big boss, isn't that fatal
What does Dr. Wei want to say to Xia Jinshi
She turned to the computer again, but there was no other description for this time.
Shen Cheng frowned and looked around the room: the time of this meeting was red-marked. Obviously, Dr. Wei felt that this meeting was very important. She suspected that he had already laid the groundwork or prepared materials with Xia Jinshi before. If that's the case, when she went to see Xia Jin without knowing anything about it, something big might happen.
Since there is no data in the computer, what about other places at home... or on the phone
Shen Cheng searched the house.
Dr. Wei's home was extremely simple and simple, but Shen Cheng found a flip-down photo frame in his desk drawer.
She picked it up and looked at it. It was a family portrait.
The man in the photo is hugging the woman and daughter, and the whole family is smiling, very happy.
But in the closet of this family, there are only a few pieces of men's clothes, from the decoration to the furnishings, they all show the desolation of a lonely family.
Shen Cheng carefully looked at the white walls on all sides, with very simple decoration, and touched his chin: The house should be built after the end of the world. That being the case, this family portrait should be the last bit of Dr. Wei's nostalgia for his once happy life---as a relatively important researcher in the Academy of Sciences, his wife and children didn't even follow him into the J city base? What about them? Is it dead
Being able to carry a family photo with him shows that Dr. Wei still cares about his former home. Although such a person is usually taciturn, he may still have a minute or two of softness in his heart.
Early the next morning, Shen Cheng directed the clone to swipe Dr. Wei's card and entered the Academy of Sciences.
She was indeed apprehensive at the beginning---a little afraid that her disguise would be ripped apart, but as soon as she entered the map of the Academy of Sciences, she realized that her worry seemed unnecessary: without it, for the image of being oppressed by a black-hearted boss as soon as she entered As far as the walking dead are concerned, it is really a luxury to spend this thought on caring whether others are "disguising". And most of the people working here probably because it is a rare high-welfare and high-security institution in the last days. Facing the highly squeezed and high-loaded 997, there is almost no protest at all.
It was only after 8 o'clock in the morning. When Shen Cheng walked in, a researcher had already greeted her with a disheveled hair. She approached a few characters, and many of them had debuffs showing [beard and miscellaneous] and [1 month without haircut] Wait, no matter how you look at it, it looks like you didn't go home to sleep at all!
Fortunately, Dr. Wei's position in the research institute is not low, and he is not too young. He didn't work overtime with the young people, and he didn't come to Shen Cheng to beep, "Why did you leave us yesterday and go home to sleep?" if.
As soon as Shen Cheng walked in the door, he encountered another question: which floor is Researcher Wei's office on
"..." She looked at the elevator showing that it was climbing continuously from the -20th floor, and fell into a chaotic despair: Oops, it won't be revealed from the moment you press the elevator, right
Fortunately, her behavior of standing in front of the elevator in a daze did not seem to attract the attention of latecomers. It may also be that there are too many weird people in the Academy of Sciences who start to daze and fall into their own world. Someone seemed to recognize her, walked over and smiled at her: "Good morning, Dr. Wei."
Shen Cheng responded vaguely.
"Doctor, this is..." The man glanced at her haggard and disheveled face that he deliberately made in the morning, and said 'oh' in realization, "Are you sick?"
Shen Cheng pointed to her vocal cords: Of course she didn't dare to speak out, she used face changing instead of voice changing, without professional false voice training, how could she dare to speak out at will.
The younger man got closer, and asked in a sneaky whisper: "Do you not want to participate in the new project? It's strange to say that we signed up for these projects before, and now we suddenly say a word It has become an assignment, and I haven't finished the project at hand, it's just..." He muttered in a low voice, looking around while talking, lowering his voice, looking furtive no matter how he looked.
If Shen Cheng had to say it, there were only two words written on his face: there are ghosts.
She listened intently, and the information she could hear from the complaints in this man's words was that the Academy of Sciences has now launched a new project that forces some people to participate, and this man and Dr. Wei are both in the selected queue, This person does not want to participate, and Dr. Wei's attitude is unknown.
Could this project be related to the new zombie made by Lingquan water
She listened intently, not knowing that the man had already walked into the elevator, she had a brainwave and walked in slowly, and sure enough, the man pressed the 16th floor first, seeing Shen Cheng lowering his head and not moving, he paused and then went smoothly 19 floors were pressed, and apparently one of them was pressed for her.
Is it 16 or 19
Seeing that the elevator had descended to the 14th floor, Shen Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he zoomed in on the screen desperately, barely seeing that there were only 20 floors underground.
The 20th floor is the lowest…
With a "ding", the elevator door opened.
The young man walked out of the elevator slowly, but he murmured in his heart: Dr. Wei's reaction today is really a bit strange. He is one of the oldest people in the Academy of Sciences. Usually when juniors like them talk to him about issues similar to this kind of new project, he will stand on the basis of those who have experienced it and say a few words of relief, and sometimes even think about it. Ways to solve these difficulties for them.
He looks strict and indifferent, but he is a kind person with a cold face and a warm heart.
But today, maybe because of his preoccupation or illness, he didn't react much, not even comforting him.
He was muttering in his heart, but soon, this little doubt was forgotten by himself.
Shen Cheng breathed a sigh of relief facing the closed elevator door: she guessed right.
Dr. Wei's room was indeed on the 19th floor.
Logically speaking, for this kind of underground scientific research site, the closer it is to the bottom, the safer it is. After all, there is nothing deep underground, and there may be disturbances and troubles on the ground.
Therefore, the more important the person, the lower the floor should be.
But judging from the tone and content of the man's speech just now, it is obvious that Dr. Wei's position is more important than him. Under this situation, his floor should be the 19th floor.
With a sound of "ding", the elevator stopped on the 19th floor.
The door opened slowly.
Shen Cheng stepped out of the elevator.
There are only two rooms on the 19th floor, which are symmetrical on the left and right. Looking at the room on the right through the transparent glass, Shen Cheng couldn't help gasping in front of the phone screen: the glass room is densely packed with people of different shapes. Zombies, with their eyes open in formalin, look almost alive at first glance.
A sapling grew out of a zombie's head. At first glance, it looked like a tree had been grafted onto its flesh and blood.
The tree danced its body slowly in the solution. It probably sensed the arrival of Researcher Wei. The dancing of its whole body suddenly became enchanting, and it even began to tap on the glass lightly, trying to attract her attention. .
Shen Cheng stayed in front of the tree: there were already grain-like white round bodies on the top of the tree, Shen Cheng always felt a little familiar.
She rummaged through the depths of her memory, and suddenly remembered something, and frowned: Isn't this the kind of plant that grows edible fruit that she saw when she took the cub out for the first time!
Dr. Wei planted another tree here
But it seems that the aggressiveness of this tree is much lower than before. At this moment, it is still gently knocking on the glass, and it looks a bit like a puppy trying to please its owner, without the previous need. Cannibalism.
Shen Cheng frowned: She clicked on the glass jar, and as expected, the properties on it were displayed as:
[Improved carnivorous plants: I love Zombie No. 3. Remarks: What are you looking at, have you never seen a plant that loves to eat zombie meat and can produce food? What are you looking at? I won't eat you again!]
"..." OK, look at this note, the style of the game is getting more and more skinny.
The roots of this plant were deeply rooted in the zombie's head. She took a closer look, and the roots were even full of jagged teeth, and even when it tapped the glass lively, its teeth creaked a little bit. Eroding the flesh of the zombie, just looking at the movements of the roots, it is not cute at all, but looks very ferocious.
Shen Cheng now regrets being so rude to Dr. Wei before, and what she doesn't understand is that if this plant really only eats zombies, the significance of its promotion to human society is self-evident .
After all, only the crystal nuclei on the zombies have the value of allowing supernatural beings to advance, but the remaining dirty corpses can only be burned, and even if special treatment is not done, it may spread the plague and bring diseases .
When Li Weilan met the mutated plant for the first time, it was not picky and ate both humans and zombies. Relatively speaking, it seemed to have a deeper interest in humans. Under this background, Li Weilan chose to dispose of that plant. , Shen Cheng agreed at that time.
But this plant with sawtooth-like roots is different.
It clearly says 'love to eat zombies', which is equivalent to an advanced version of the previous plant.
Shen Cheng took another look at it silently, and didn't dare to use 'communicating plants' directly on herself. After all, there are too many weirdos in the Academy of Sciences, and she was afraid that if she did too much and would be exposed, she would regret it later.
But seeing this plant, Shen Cheng could guess what this Dr. Wei wanted to talk to Xia Jinshi today.
If he is really what she thinks, a stubborn old man with a deep conscience and insisting on his own research direction, what will he do on the eve of being "forced to transfer" and away from his work direction? What kind of behavior to make seems to be easy to infer.
The two dots and one line she saw was just the calm before the storm.
This plant is constantly absorbing the flesh and blood of the zombies, growing up bit by bit, but Shen Cheng still looks like it has just sprouted not too long ago. It seems that Dr. Wei The overtime work is more likely to be able to cultivate and mature the project before I am forced to leave it, so that the time I spent before will not be wasted.
What could she do for him
At the beginning, she used the identity of Dr. Wei just to save Fu Yanzhou, but Shen Cheng had to tell the truth: Seeing this plant called 'I Love Zombie No. 3', she had to admit that she didn't intend to cause trouble at first. My heart is just about to move right now.
Since you want to make trouble, why don't you simply make a big one before meeting Xia Jinshi today.
Shen Cheng looked at the time: there are still four hours before meeting Xia Jinshi.
She clicked on her own shopping mall and bought seventeen or eight bombs.
**
It's time for Xia Jinshi to make an appointment with him.
No more, no less, the master of this research institute stepped into Dr. Wei's office.
His eyes paused for a moment on the zombie with plants growing in its head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he called out to the man standing silently in front of the computer with his back turned to him: "Dr. Wei."
Shen Cheng had to admit that Xia Jinshi was extremely polite to Dr. Wei at this time.
Although he wears gold-rimmed glasses, his full thoughts are hidden behind the glasses, making it hard for people to see his real thoughts clearly at a glance.
She slowly stood up from the desk.
Xia Jinshi watched his movements, gently pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and patiently waited for him to speak: For a capable person, he is not stingy with his time.