"Teacher." A man wearing sunglasses and a black motorcycle suit walked into Chablis' laboratory.
Show an attitude of being accustomed to a dirty environment.
"Is it you, coming to see them again?" The slovenly middle-aged man also showed a common attitude towards his arrival.
"If you don't plan to wake up an experimental subject that has been raised for seven years and use it, it is really a waste of resources." Chablis said.
Seven years ago, Wei Que, who was still undercover with the police, came to his laboratory late at night with a bag of broken body tissues.
"Teacher, can you cultivate a new body?" The still somewhat green-looking Wei Que's eyes were dim, and his voice was weak, but he still forced a free and easy smile.
"Is this... the one you played with when you were a kid?" Chablis looked at the broken limbs.
"It's Yanji..." Wei Que lowered his head.
"Not long after you graduated, you have changed from good people to..." Chablis raised his eyebrows and looked at the few remaining body parts that could not even be put together to form a complete body. He couldn't think of any description for the moment.
"There was an accident while handling the bomb..." Wei Que said in a depressed tone.
"He died in the line of duty as a policeman." His face was full of disgust for the police.
Anyone can threaten the police and make them send people to die again and again.
Weiqing doesn't care about other people's death, but...
Hagiwara Kenji was his playmate since childhood.
We knew him before he became a student of Chablis.
"Are you sure you want an identical body?" Chablis asked meaningfully.
"...Please." Wei Que replied.
Hagiwara Kenji was his playmate who stood by his side before everything was broken.
So Chablis used the remaining fragments to cultivate a new Hagihara Kenji.
And a year ago, Wei Que came to his laboratory with a complete corpse.
"I'll leave this to you, teacher," Wei Que said.
"I'm not specialized in handling corpses..." Chablis looked at the complete corpse with a helpless expression.
But this one is easier to handle than the previous one.
After all, it is complete in itself and does not need to be cultivated from scratch.
"This is the last one. If I bring another corpse next time, it might be from Bourbon or Scotland." Wei Que breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.
He only has a better relationship with these people.
Back to the present.
After Chablis finished speaking, he found that Wei Que was silent.
He narrowed his eyes.
"What? Changed your mind?" he asked with a little interest.
It’s been seven years and you finally think about it?
"Yeah." Wei Que nodded.
Didn't say why I thought about it.
"Teacher, can you make up memories for them?" He just asked.
"Kaa told you?" Chablis reacted immediately.
No wonder Wei Que suddenly thought about it.
"It's possible, and the two of them don't have any memories. Their brains are blank, and it's easier to make up memories. Do you want to try it?" Chablis suggested after thinking about it.
"Yeah." Wei Que lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.
Chablis pressed a button on the wall, and one wall of the laboratory suddenly opened, revealing two translucent culture chambers.
In the culture chamber filled with green nutrient solution, two figures closed their eyes tightly, holding their knees and suspended in the nutrient solution.
It's like being in the mother's womb.
"Dong dong dong——" Chablis knocked on the culture cabin.
The person inside opened his eyes.
It is a look of closeness and trust.
"Boom -" Chablis knocked on the culture cabin again.
The light dimmed, and the figure in the training cabin also closed its eyes.
"This is the memory generator..." Chablis pointed to the console beside him.
"Input the memory you want, and it will turn into a specific picture scene in their minds..."
"You can do it yourself." Chablis said nothing and turned around to do his own thing.
Wei Que was holding a cigarette in silence, looking at the console with hundreds of operation buttons, and fell into silence.
"Teacher." He called.
"What?" Chablis didn't look back and was immersed in his own experiments.
"I don't know how to use it," Wei Que said righteously.
There are not even any logos on the hundreds of buttons. He is not a professional, so how can he use them?
"...Forget it, you asked me to make it up." Chablis reluctantly put down his experiment, with the momentum of a quick victory.
"Sorry for the trouble." Wei Que said politely, but there was no politeness on his face.
"He and I have known each other since childhood..."
"We became your students together and entered the police academy. After graduation, we got the code name of the organization and the task of working with the undercover police..."
"While working as an undercover police officer, he encountered a bomber and had to die in the line of duty as a policeman..."
"Teacher, it took you seven years to rescue him..." Wei Que said about the false memory.
"This boy is different from you, he still has his family," Chablis suddenly reminded.
"There are still families in Scotland." Finch simply said.
After Zhu Fu Jingguang's identity died, Scotland never thought about recognizing his family.
Of course Hagiwara Kenji can do the same.
After all, Hagiwara Kenji... is dead.
"His new name is... Sawada Kenichi." Wei Que smoked a cigarette and said thoughtfully.
"Where's the other one?" Chablis asked casually.
"What he said..." Wei Que looked at the figure that looked like Datehang in the training cabin.
Do you want the other party to have Datehang's memory?
Wei Que asked himself in his heart.
Datehang is the only one among the five of them who has a girlfriend.
And a year ago, after Datehang died in a car accident, the other party hanged himself.
Letting the other party possess the memory of Datehang will definitely not be able to circumvent this matter.
so……
"He is just a member who has a good relationship with us and was raised by the organization since he was a child." Wei Que spat out a mouthful of white mist.
It’s better not to give the other party the memory of the squad leader.
"His face...can it still be changed?" Wei Que asked.
"Okay, what do you want to change it to?" Chablis's answer was very calm.
It's just a change of appearance, it's really easy.
"It's up to you to decide, as long as it's not like this." Wei Que said casually, no longer looking at the figure in the training cabin.
"Let's go first." He waved and left.
After he left, Chablis looked at the two training cabins and smiled with an expression of pity and regret.
I saw him pressing the button on the side.
A wall of the laboratory opened, revealing dozens of nutrition cabins neatly behind it.
The figure in it is exactly the same as the person and the two figures in front of me.
"As long as there is a successful experimental subject..." Chablis said, pressing the self-destruct button.
The nutrient solution in the culture chamber quickly disappeared, replaced by... destruction.
The experimental subjects that were originally lined up in rows all turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
Only the figures in the two training cabins in front of Chablis were left.