Asking for help outside the venue

John Woo was a little skeptical about the test results.

Just because Lin Fan could hear sounds that he couldn't hear back then, it was impossible for his hearing to be normal.

But doubts are doubts. Scientific things still have to rely on data, not just inferences. If John Woo cannot provide data, then doubts will only remain at the level of doubt.

Although the tubes used to draw blood were small, there were more than a dozen tubes used every morning. After several days in a row, Lin Fan's complexion became visibly pale, and no matter how much blood-replenishing food he ate, he could not make up for it.

Both John Woo and the Medical Department found that this was not possible. While reducing the amount of blood drawn, they also considered cutting out some non-essential tests.

After all, nearly eighty or ninety milliliters of blood had to be drawn every day, which was equivalent to a visit to the aunt. Even a blood cow could not withstand such a draw, not to mention that Lin Fan was still a weak patient who was prone to fatigue.

Lin Fan was also very tolerant and cooperated obediently in doing the same check-ups every day. Even though everyone else could see that she was extremely unwell, she still remained silent and said nothing except that she was tired. This made John Woo and others feel a little unbearable.

But it can't be tolerated. Until Lin Fan's mecha has a specific result, physical examination is the most routine and effective data observation method, and no one can stop it.

So everyone worked hard to speed up the progress, hoping to find useful information as soon as possible so that Lin Fan would not have to undergo a physical examination that could not find any problems at all.

John Woo spent every afternoon hanging out with the portraitist, trying his best to make the portraitist understand what he meant.

As I said before, the portrait artists all draw portraits and don’t have much idea about mechas. I was completely confused when I heard John Woo’s description.

But after John Woo’s science popularization, hard work to check various information, reference and comparison, I can slowly understand what he said. This is also good news.

John Woo would eat three meals with Lin Fan and take her for a walk in the evening. Otherwise, Lin Fan would either have a physical examination or sleep in his room every day. Thinking about this kind of life would be very depressing.

She cannot be made to feel that she is just a research object without dignity. This is Jin Sichen's special instructions to John Woo.

In order to make a detailed treatment plan, Jin Sichen studied Lin Fan's information in detail.

He found that some of the descriptions in the information were quite different from his own, but given Lin Fan's current schedule, it would be too urgent for him to go to talk therapy at night, which could easily lead to counter-effects.

So he specifically told John Woo to accompany Lin Fan to relax, and he did not show up to put more pressure on him. Therefore, the general direction of the treatment plan was completed, but some details were not filled in. Jin Sichen has also been observing.

Zong Cheng and Xue Ping did not find any useful information, which is also expected.

Wang Fengfeng found some relevant news. After screening, it was either false news or science fiction works of art, and there was zero news of real value.

A group of people are in trouble.

Finally, on the afternoon of the third day, the portrait artist successfully drew the mecha picture in John Woo's impression. Only then did everyone officially see what the mecha looked like. It was completely different from the mechas in the previous film and television works.

Wang Fengfeng made computer special effects based on the pictures. The color and texture of the computer pictures are more three-dimensional, and they almost overlap with the mecha in John Woo's memory.

Lin Fan also saw the renderings. She didn't feel familiar at all, but she had to say that against the dark background, a beam of white shot through the middle, showing a bright white outline of the mecha, and there were still clear spots in several places.

The details are really shocking.

Not even half a day passed before everyone's enthusiasm for the new progress was extinguished by the news that Lin Fan fainted during a blood draw the next morning.

The director decided to stop the physical examination and prioritize Lin Fan's health.

The investigation once again stalled, although it never seemed to move forward - except for John Woo's memory photos, there were no other useful clues.

This can't be blamed on the Special Laboratories, after all, their research direction has always been on the human body's superpowers, and mechas... are really beyond their scope for them.

Director Zhu Cunjun stayed in the office all afternoon, smoked half a cigarette, and finally decided to ask other units for help.

After so many days, he has done everything he can to do special things, but he still has no clue. Keeping the progress delayed is not the result he wants to see. Since he is not good at it, he might as well leave it to someone who is good at it.

He wrote an email, briefly explaining what happened and the situation of someone transforming into a mecha. He attached an unclear video, plus clear screenshots and computer simulations.

Finally, it was stated that the Special Investigation Institute was unable to conduct in-depth research due to technical mismatch, and requested the superior department to assign relevant technical units to assist in the research.

Long after the email was sent, Zhu Cunjun silently lit up a cigarette.

The firelight was flickering in the dim office. The smoker didn't know what he was thinking and kept still for a long time. It wasn't until long after the cigarette had burned out that he was firmly pressed into the ashtray.

There were footsteps, followed by the sound of the ventilator starting to work, the door opened and closed, and the office returned to silence.

Lin Fan spent a few days doing nothing because of fainting, and John Woo would not even take her for a walk at night. All three meals were delivered to her beach house and barely fed into her mouth.

Lin Fan was indeed a little weak. He lay in bed for several days and had countless nightmares, and his complexion became worse and worse.

On the morning of the fourth day, Lin Fan finally didn't want to lie in bed anymore. It was easy to think too much while lying in bed, which was a burden to her. As her body recovered a little, she might as well go outside and watch the rising tide of the artificial coast.

fall.

Also on the morning of the fourth day, Zhu Cunjun received an email reply from his superior.

It said that according to the situation he described, the information was sent to the 800 Aerospace Technology Research Institute, which studies related technologies. The other party confirmed that it was their research scope, expressed interest and agreed to take over the research. Later, people from the 800 Research Institute would meet with Zhu Cunjun

Contact him and ask him to pay attention.

The following is the relevant introduction of 800 Research Institute. Just as Director Zhu finished reading it, the landline phone rang.

"Hello, is this the office of the director of the Special Branch?" A clear male voice came from the phone, sounding a little older.

"Yes, I am Zhu Cunjun, director of the Special Affairs Office. Who are you?"

The external communications of confidential units like the Special Affairs Office are specially encrypted. Anyone who can call is not an ordinary person. Based on the content of the email just now, Director Zhu judged that the call should be from 800.

"Xiao Zhu, do you still remember me? I am Xie Bisheng." The old man opposite asked happily.

"Thank you for your work?" An image of a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in Zhu Cunjun's mind.

Xie Bisheng, a former member of the 888 Research Institute, is the chief engineer who studies aerospace technology. Although he is thin and small, he always has a serious look on his face, and he forgets to eat and sleep when he starts research. The two of them were relatively familiar with each other when they worked at 888

, understand the other party’s behavior.

After 888 was reorganized into a special laboratory, the research direction focused on human body superpowers. The original aerospace science and technology research strength was split into other units. Due to various relationships such as confidentiality agreements, colleagues who were not in the same unit were cut off.

connect.

Decades later, Xie Bisheng suddenly received news from his former colleague and was extremely happy. In his impression, Zhu Cunjun was still a reckless young man, but in the blink of an eye, he became the leader of a unit.

"It's me, Xiao Zhu. You are now the director, congratulations." Xie Bisheng is really happy for Zhu Cunjun.

"It's all thanks to everyone's praise. My ability is far from enough." The director said politely and then asked, "Thank you for your work. I haven't seen you for so many years. How is your health?"

"Okay, you're fine." Xie Bisheng was originally a serious person, but when he met a colleague he hadn't seen for many years, he couldn't help but feel happy, "What about you? Are you feeling well?"

"It's okay." Xie Bisheng must be over seventy this year. He sounds quite strong, and the director couldn't help but be happy.

"Xiao Zhu, I have something to do with you today. I saw the email you sent. It said that there is a girl who can transform into a mecha." After greetings, Xie Bisheng started to talk about business.

"That's what happened. One of my special agents saw her transformation at close range. After hypnosis, she confirmed that the situation was true and drew a picture of the scene. However, after further research, there is really nothing we can do. As you know,

My research is not in line with science and technology. After a week, there is nothing more than what I have sent out. I can only ask my superiors for help, but I didn’t expect you to take over."

"Hahaha, it's fate. You know I originally studied aerospace technology." Xie Bisheng smiled happily, "I am now the deputy director of 800, responsible for research projects and progress coordination. The director

The email was forwarded to me, and I was very happy when I saw it, mecha, isn’t this the content of our recent research?”

"Our unit has been studying this project for some time, but there has been no significant progress. This girl's mecha transformation may provide us with a new idea and direction. Just leave it to me and you can rest assured."

"Of course I feel relieved to leave it to you." Zhu Cunjun said with a smile.

Xie Bisheng's scientific research attitude is very serious, and he is also very upright. Unlike some scientific research lunatics, who are desperate for results and even lose their morals. It is best to leave Lin Fan in his hands.

But what needs to be said needs to be made clear in advance. Zhu Cunjun said with some worry: "This girl has depression, which is quite serious. Her condition is different from ordinary people, so I might ask you to pay more attention to her."

"Oh, there's something else?" Xie Bisheng pondered, "How about you send the girl's information and the things you need to pay attention to, and we'll study it first so we don't get in a hurry when the time comes."

"Okay, I will compile a copy and send it to you later. Where should I send it?" Zhu Cunjun picked up a pen and prepared to write down his contact information.

"Where to send it? You can ask our director. I have to go and do some work first. Xiao Zhu, I won't tell you anymore. Director, here it is!" Xie Bisheng suddenly gave the phone to the person next to him.

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Zhu Cunjun was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that there was someone else next to Xie Bisheng. He thought that Xie Bisheng was responsible for this matter. He was relieved again.

The director has much more say than the deputy director. But think about it, as the director, it is normal for him to know about this matter. I just hope that the director will not be too difficult to deal with.

"Hello." A cold male voice came from the other side.

"Hello, director, I am Zhu Cunjun, director of the Special Affairs Office." The director greeted him politely first.

"Hello." The male voice opposite seemed emotionless, "I am Cui Yan, the director of the 800 Aerospace Research Institute."
Chapter completed!