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Chapter 134: The tragic ending

When Lao Wang first received the call, he thought he was a lunatic or a liar. Who could solve his problem? Unless he gave him millions casually. But this was even more lunatic. How could such a stupid person give money to others for no reason?

So at first he didn't go to the appointment at all, but the next day he went to the bank to withdraw his last little deposit, but found that the account was really worth 200,000 yuan.

In the early 1990s, 200,000 yuan was really a big sum. These days, there were very few households with 10,000 yuan these days. After getting such a sum, Wang Han did not feel happy from the sky as he imagined. If he made a profit, he would have to make a heavy request. Is there anything he has to do with him that is worthy of others' pursuit?

That day, he was nervous and afraid to take leave, so he couldn't sit at home all day. Until 7:30 pm, when he usually got home from get off work, the phone rang again.

"Professor Wang, it seems that you have a misunderstanding of me. So did you see my sincerity today?"

Wang Han knew that he could not look back as soon as he went to the hospital to see his son's young and handsome face, but he couldn't make up his mind to refuse the person on the phone.

After three years, Wang Han still worked in the research institute on the surface, but secretly kept informing him of his team's research and experimental data on Ts-258. Ts-258 is a mutant bacteria that he found in the Petri dish of ordinary Mycobacterium tuberculosis. After countless mutant cultures, it has a shorter incubation period and a more dangerous and fast disease. The only disadvantage is that it can only spread half a meter at most in the air. If it is exposed to the air for too long, it will die naturally.

He knew what he was doing was wrong, but in order to get money from that person, he kept taking the data out of the laboratory. But he was also afraid that the man would take out the virus he had cultivated to do bad things, so while studying the virus, he was also secretly committed to researching virus vaccines in private, because he was afraid that the man would buy him more than the only one in the laboratory, so he dared not say that he could only do experiments and record the data.

There was not much progress for a long time, which made him very afraid of the day of the end of the month. He knew very well that the more data he gave, the greater the risk he caused. Just for his son, he had to bite the bullet and give the data.

It was not until two months ago that the vaccine he wanted to study had a bright future. Although the first generation of vaccines was not effective in the teenage mice in the laboratory, there was already a corresponding reaction that showed that his research direction was correct. After the second generation of vaccines was developed, before he could conduct an experiment, what happened later happened. Half a month ago, when the stability of the virus was finally improved, that is, when Wang Han's second generation of vaccines was developed, Wang Han's mission at this stage was finally completed for the research institute and that person. The man did not break his promise and transferred a 80,000 yuan final account to Wang Han for his son's medical expenses as an original agreement. He lived happily and afraid for several days, thinking that this nightmare reminded him of the treacherous days were finally over.

But if you do bad things, you will not be punished. Ts-258 has achieved a major success. Before Wang Han can continue to work hard to experiment with the second stage of the vaccine, the director of the research institute rewards everyone in Wang Han's team for a period of time. Lao Wang thought, it's good to have a rest. There is no day or night during this period. Even if you have occasional rest, you will be frightened and have not had a stable day.

He also felt that his mind was too tense. If he continued like this, he would have to fall down without researching the vaccine. So he accepted the director's kindness and rested at home. He spent a week with his son in the hospital and planned to accompany him since his wife passed away and his son was hospitalized, the old friend who had been with him at home, a big hair. But two days ago, he actually had signs of night sweats, dizziness, and softness. Wang Han, who was already a ghost in his heart, could not think about Ts-258, which he was researching. At the first time, he filled the bathtub with water, poured all the white wine at home into the bathtub, soaked the big hair in it, and finally closed the bathroom door.

Before long, he understood that the man was still worried about himself and wanted to get rid of him. He had thought that he would be silenced, but he didn't expect that the man actually wanted to use the virus he developed to deal with him. What is this not retribution? Lao Wang has always wondered what the man could do to steal the virus from the laboratory, but now the thing he least wants to see is born. If he is infected, more and more people will soon be infected. The key is that his vaccine is still in the trial stage and no real vaccine has been developed.

At this time, Wang Han's conscience was still there. He began to think about how to avoid becoming the source of infectious disease and how to avoid transmission to Damao. He thought for a long time and could not go out. This would be transmitted to others, let alone go back to the laboratory to continue the experiment. Because he would die soon and he would not wait for the vaccine to be developed. He stumbled and piled all the flammable items in his house in the center of the living room, and then made a fireproof isolation belt, except for the pile of flammable items in the middle, there was no circle around him.

Something that could easily burn was closed, and the doors and windows of the house were tightly glued with cloth tape and pulled the curtains. Then Wang Han drank the cooking oil from the kitchen on the pile of things and himself, and sat on it, ignited the things with a fire. He sat at the top of the pile of things, and before the flames were burned, he tied his feet first, and then with the help of his mouth, tied his arms bit by bit, finally lay down, arched his head down hard, and stuffed a thick ball of cloth into his mouth.

Bai Yu seemed to be able to see his desperate situation through his twisted expression. At this moment, for his son, he did not regret it, but he did not want to hurt others. He wanted to let his death and end it all with him, because he knew that those people were definitely not good people, so the data given seemed complete and correct. In fact, he concealed several key numbers, and that person and the person behind him would definitely not be able to produce the same virus, and Wang Han believed this.

She seemed to be able to see his tragic and tragic dedication to death, and his skin was tortured by the pain of burning to death. In fact, the bondage he gave himself was soon burned. If he struggled, he could roll out of the fire. But he held the things under him with both hands, clenched his teeth, and didn't make any noise, for fear that he hadn't burned himself yet and attracted others to save him.

However, this bone-knit pain didn't last long, and soon he fainted by the thick smoke and was choked to death by the thick smoke.

At this time, he was just a simple obsession. He was guarding the fire, watching him burning no good meat, and there must be no living cells. He smiled slightly. He went to the bathroom to see that the old guy Damao was still soaking in the bathtub. Because he had no instruments on his hands, he didn't know if it was infected, so he was a little worried, but he could do nothing.

After the fire burned in the middle of the night, someone actually came to Wang Han's house. The man who had been guarding the darkness, according to Wang Han's experimental data, thought that Wang Han should have been sick for a long time, but this old guy didn't ask for help. This was very wrong. By the end of the night, he entered Wang Han's house wearing a gas mask, trying to see if this old guy was really too old and died of illness at home. He was not afraid of it. He was sent to the funeral, and he could infect many people. He never thought that Wang Han could be so cruel to him.
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