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Chapter 159 Monitoring

In the room where the dehumidifier was buzzing, the oily man folded his arms on his chest and frowned as he looked at the monster lying on the bed.

"This is the inspection report."

"unnecessary."

Pushing away the sampling report handed over by the agent, the oily man turned around and shouted: "Now please leave the room, everyone, we are going to prepare for the exorcism ceremony!"

Everyone looked at him in surprise, and no one moved.

The short agent holding the document report was full of doubts: "Exorcism?"

Zhang Lin took a step forward and put a hand on his shoulder: "Don't you think that guy has become like a ghost now?"

Turning his head to look at the rich man lying on the bed, he nodded thoughtfully: "Indeed, but..."

Zhang Lin clapped his hands and greeted several agents, "Okay, okay, we need to re-diagnose him. Everyone else should go out. You just need to stay here."

Under the current situation, SHIELD would definitely not agree to let them be alone with the mutated guy. Leaving one person behind might be the last line.

The short agent hesitated a little, but finally nodded.

The agents who were guarding the dehumidifier and spraying water all left one after another, leaving only the three patients in the extra bed in the room.

Maybe he can no longer be called a patient. His degree of demonic erosion seems to be even more serious than when Zhang Lin was eroded by the Holy Lord.

If unknown reasons hadn't left him unconscious, he might have jumped up and flooded San Francisco. (The original Bazaar wanted the sea to flood San Francisco and become her own underwater kingdom)

Snapped!

Zhang Lin slapped the short agent on the shoulder, causing him to turn around and look into those dark eyes.

After letting go, the other party was stunned for a moment and then woke up.

He hit Haqie and said: "Ah~ Damn it, I'm going to sleep first, you guys hurry up."

Zhang Lin and the big oily man didn't care about him, so he went to lie down on the sofa next to the dehumidifier.

In less than three seconds, I fell into a dream.

Finally there were no outsiders, and Zhang Lin relaxed.

"Can you draw out the demonic energy?"

The oily man shrugged: "This is very troublesome. We must first determine what kind of demonic power he is infected by, and then we can prescribe the right medicine."

"There's no faster way?"

"Yes." The oily man touched his hair and found that his hands were greasy, so he quickly wiped them on his white coat.

The clothes were stained again, and my eyes were wandering everywhere, looking for something to wipe them with.

"It's okay to extract it by force, but this may activate the sleeping demonic energy, and the unlucky guy will die."

I came to the window and finally wiped the curtains hard twice.

Zhang Lin became a little impatient: "So do you have any solution?"

"Yes, but it will take time."

"We don't have time!"

"Then there is no way."

The big oily man put on an attitude like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water: "How about letting him complete the possession and take the whole thing away. This is the easiest way."

"Ni Ma! Why do I need to find you when I can pack it directly?"

I was so angry that I worked for a long time in vain. This guy is really unreliable.

"Boss, I have an idea."

Hearing Maya's voice, Zhang Lin was stunned: "Do you have any idea?"

The oily man shook his head: "I can't help it."

"Didn't talk to you!"

Staring at him, Zhang Lin walked to the corner alone to listen to the submitted plan submitted by Maya.

Soon after, they woke the agent who was sleeping on the couch and asked him for a sterile laboratory and related equipment.

The short agent, who was rubbing his sleepy eyes, commanded into the communicator on his ear. The agent waiting outside came in and took them to the guest room on the first floor.

There were several agents in research uniforms here analyzing samples. When they saw someone coming in, they put down their work and stepped forward to greet them.

The leader was a beautiful middle-aged woman with brown hair tied up and facing the sky: "Hello, I am here..."

Zhang Lin avoided her request to shake hands and turned aside indifferently: "I don't want to know who you are. This laboratory is now under my command. Please get out immediately!"

"But......"

"out!"

The beautiful woman looked around, took a deep breath, and could only ask the three research assistants to leave together.

Soon only Big Oil Head and Zhang Lin were left in the laboratory.

I looked around and saw that it was the style of SHIELD. All doors and windows were equipped with protective panels, all furniture was emptied, and membranes were used to build a recommended sterile room in the center of the room.

Looking at the well-built sterile room, Zhang Lin was stunned for a moment.

Frowning: "Something's wrong!"

"What's wrong?" The oily mage came up.

A patient who may mutate or even die at any time is lying in an ordinary bedroom, while the samples collected from him are protected by a sterile room?

Zhang Lin looked grim. Their original plan was for Maya to control the nano-prototype to pretend to be a senior agent and directly take away the demon host. The two of them had been staying in the laboratory and had a perfect alibi.

But now, all actions are terminated.

"It's a scam, there's surveillance in the laboratory." Maya reminded in a deep voice.

Zhang Lin nodded secretly. Fortunately, he chose the laboratory instead of running out to chat with the agents, otherwise he would really fall into their trap.

The host of demonic energy who was closely protected was kidnapped within half a day of being in contact with him. The contradiction in this situation would instantly point to him.

It's so dense and sparse. It uses a complex alienated environment and heavy protection to enhance the atmosphere, but ignores the problem that patients are the ones who should be lying in the sterile room.

I guess that guy wasn't a rich man, otherwise these agents wouldn't have treated him so perfunctorily.

Making up his mind, he took a deep breath and turned to look at the oily mage: "Start preparing the antidote. We must hurry up. He may not be able to hold on at any time."

"Uh? We're not..."

Snapped!

He slapped the oily man on the shoulder with a solemn expression and a decisive tone: "We can't just let him die just because we want to evade responsibility. This is inconsistent with our purpose of developing medicines!"

"what?"

The hand that slapped on the shoulder secretly squeezed it. I thought this guy should understand what it meant, but unexpectedly, this guy screamed strangely:

"Ouch, why are you pinching me? It hurts so much."

Zhang Lin's head was covered with black lines, and he really wanted to slap this guy to death.

"Boss, continue, I can intercept and process the audio signal, as long as the action matches it."

Hearing Maya's voice in his ears, his hanging heart finally fell.

, the oily mage is indeed unreliable, but Maya is still capable and cute.

Forehead? Why do I use the word cute?

"Glyster!"

"My name is Sonny."

"Okay, you head, there is surveillance here, just show off and prepare some potion that they can't understand."

"monitor!"

The oily mage yelled, but before he could make any other moves, Zhang Lin stepped forward and hugged him.

His entire face was buried in his shoulder, and the greasy-headed mage looked pained, as if the two of them were about to cry after talking about something sad.

In a dark place, several senior agents looked strangely in front of the monitor.

But he didn't say anything and lowered his head to record the data.

The technical consultant hides his identity as a mutant, and a new oil-headed weirdo named Sonny is his technical consultant.

This piece of information is exciting, but with Magneto also joining the Avengers, the identity of the mutant becomes less important.

And this just proves that they are indeed the developers of this potion, and their purpose is to improve the living environment of mutants.

It has nothing to do with any other dark forces and mysterious organizations. If they want to investigate further, Maya can prepare relevant online information for them simultaneously.

The surveillance data was integrated and transmitted simultaneously to SHIELD headquarters, under the watchful eyes of Nick, who planned everything.

But the real situation at that time was...

Zhang Lin buried his face on his shoulder and said harshly: "Shut up?"

The hands on his back grabbed the flesh on his back and twisted it, causing the oil-headed mage to look hideous in pain and tears welling up in his eyes.

"Ouch~ Boss, let go, I was wrong~"

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