Chapter 212 It’s Akai Shuichi’s Fault Again

"Oh, Mr. Furitani, why are you in such a hurry?" The person in charge of the sample library watched helplessly as the blond man found a glass bottle from a pile of samples frozen to minus 80 degrees, and couldn't help complaining, "These things will not be destroyed. You can wait until this sorting is completed before calling them through the regular procedure."

In order to prevent repeated freezing and thawing from affecting the positive detection rate of the samples, Jiangu Ling did not take out the samples.

His gaze paused for a moment on the label attached to the glass bottle. After seeing the words "Serum: Zhu Fu Jingguang" clearly written with a marker, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Please be sure to keep this sample." , it’s important for group zero.”

"Don't worry. I remember you said the same thing four years ago. Aren't the samples well preserved after such a long time?" The person in charge looked at the samples curiously and asked doubtfully, "But in the past four years, You seem to have never used it, right? Not even sent to the laboratory for routine testing."

Fenggu Ling's eyes on the sample softened a little, as if he were looking at a close friend.

The person in charge became more and more strange when he saw this, but he did not ask the reason with a wink. He just stated his dilemma fairly: "As you know, the whole country is now promoting paperless office. This time The summary is also to reduce the total amount of data and samples as much as possible. The country spends too much manpower and material resources on archives management every year. Samples like this that cannot be regarded as important evidence and clues should be destroyed according to regulations."

Fangtani Rei glanced at him: "You just said you wouldn't destroy it."

"Uh... That's not because you specifically requested it. The sample library is not lacking in this location."

"Then please continue to keep it." With the red face of the person in charge, Fangya Rei calmly pressed the label paper firmly to avoid being unable to distinguish his friend's serum sample due to the label falling off.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's body was disposed of by Rum. According to the organization's harsh approach to undercover agents, Jiangu Ling basically had no hope. In other words, the vial of serum in front of him may be the only place in the world where Zhu Fu Jingguang's DNA remains.

Although it seems meaningless, for Fangya Rei, who is fighting alone in the organization, just thinking that his best friend has not completely disappeared will make him feel at ease, and he will not be like a mayfly floating in the world, unable to go back anywhere. .

"Alas..." The person in charge sighed helplessly, reaching out to close the door of the Minus Eighty Refrigerator.

Fangtani Rei looked like a soldier about to go to the battlefield. Before leaving, he looked back at the sample. After all, no one knew whether this would be his last look in this life.

However, perhaps because of the light, Rei Fukiya discovered something strange: "Wait!"

"There's really nothing we can do against your zero team. Having said that, although I know this is not appropriate, I still want to complain about what secret work you are doing..." The person in charge was stunned, "What?"

Fang Guling stretched out his hand and opened the refrigerator door again.

He pointed at Zhu Fu Jingguang's blood sample and asked, "Do you feel that the color of this sample is different from others?"

"Ah, really?" The person in charge came over, "It should be because the storage time is different. I remember your sample is four years old."

"Is it really that simple?"

Just like Mouri Kogoro's unusually powerful reasoning ability bursts out when it comes to cases involving relatives and friends, at this time Rei Fukiya's brain is also sharp to the extreme.

He is an extremely good agent in his own right and can find problems with just a few clues.

"Oh, yeah!" The person in charge hurriedly tried to stop Jiang Guling, "You can't touch other samples. These samples are only one piece of precious evidence. If they are contaminated or damaged, they will be called out by the superior. Went to have tea!!”

As if he hadn't heard anything, Jiang Guling took out the serum sample below, which had also been stored for four to five years, and pointed out firmly: "This sample is the only one that is different. It must not be a matter of time."

The person in charge quickly coded the samples neatly and slammed the refrigerator door shut.

He took a step forward and stood in front of Fangtani Ling, emphasizing righteously: "Mr. Fangtani! Your behavior is very bad! If it happens again, I will apply to the superiors to cancel your free access sample. Library permissions!"

Fangtani Rei looked at him calmly and did not deny such accusations. After all, he knew very well how inappropriate his behavior just now was, but...

Why did Jingguang's serum sample show such abnormalities?

This question lingered in his mind like a demonic barrier, preventing him from thinking clearly about other things.

"I remember someone should be working in the laboratory department today, right?" Fang Guling suddenly said, "Send that sample for routine testing. I need to know what is in it."

The person in charge was stunned for a moment, and then asked quickly: "The content of this sample is very small. If it is tested, the original sample will not be left. Doesn't it matter?"

Fangtani Rei was silent for a moment, his eyes were firm and deep: "It doesn't matter. After all, five years is basically the limit for preserving serum samples under minus 80 conditions, right?"

In this case, it is better for him to use this opportunity to explore the truth four years ago.

The organization... what exactly did it do to Jingguang? Is there any work by Shuichi Akai in this? !

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Zhu Fu Jingguang's serum samples from four years ago were sent to the testing department.

Asano Nobushige, who was staying safely in the music classroom, didn't know anything about it.

He was sitting under a tough yet soft bamboo and reading a book. The sunlight cast a layer of fine and delicate highlights on his face, softening the curves of his face and making him appear more gentle and elegant.

The aroma of coffee spreads throughout the room, a taste called leisurely contentment.

However, soon, a rapid ringing of bells broke the rare silence of the afternoon like thunder.

Xinfan's brows frowned slightly. He put down the book and picked up the mobile phone at hand.

There is only a string of encrypted phone numbers on the phone without any notes. However, his eyes still became serious the moment he saw the number.

"Hello? This is Asano Nobushige from Ritsufeng Music Classroom."

"I'm sorry, my wife is seriously ill and urgently needs your help..." The other party said a series of incomprehensible 'connection codes', and then said in the middle of Nobushige's 'What can I do for you?'

"Zhufu-kun, I would like to ask you to investigate Harujing Fengden. His alias in a magician chat room should be 'Deception Boy'."