klisemfg Chapter 748 Neurotoxin
Chapter 748 Neurotoxin
"But unfortunately, the bacteria they took away are exactly what we need." Sekt sighed lightly, and it was hard to tell whether his tone was helplessness or regret.
I feel helpless that the needed bacteria were taken away, and I feel sorry for the criminal gang of red Siamese cats who took the bacteria.
"Is that so..." Bertranci thought for a moment, "Then I'll ask Asti to get the bacteria back."
"Astey? Asstey!" Sekt suddenly became excited. "Can I take some of his blood?"
"Okay, when I ask him to bring the stuff to you, you can take some with you." Bertrand agreed without thinking, as if everything could be discussed as long as he didn't draw his own blood.
Bechfinger: "..."
My Asti's blood being drawn has nothing to do with you, Bertrand, right?
After hanging up the phone, Bertranci turned to look at Bechfinger and asked, "How do you think we can get on the spacecraft?"
"Disguised as a reporter?" Bechfinger stroked his chin and thought.
"I think it's a good idea. Let's kill the two original members of the Red Siamese Cat, and then we can disguise ourselves as them!" Bertrand's eyes lit up and he immediately agreed to the plan.
Beihefenger blinked. "But wasn't one of them a woman?"
Bertrand also blinked.
The two of them just opened their eyes wide and stared at each other in silence.
"It's not a big problem, is it?"
Bertrand broke the silence.
Bei Hefenger grinned, "Not really. As long as you don't take off your disguise, who would know it's you?"
Bertrand: “?”
"It's such a happy decision!" Bechfinger happily took Bertrand's hand and gave him a high five.
"..."
"Oh, the red Siamese cat has already released a statement on the Internet."
Beihefenger took out his computer and flipped through it. Sure enough, he saw the second step of the Red Siamese Cat Project. At the same time, the TV began to broadcast the bacteriologist's analysis of this bacteria.
Bertrand sighed a few times, picked up the unopened newspaper on the table, and saw the challenge letter from Suzuki Jirokichi to Kaito Kidd.
He curled his lips slightly, "Qin-chan's stick has been knocking for decades... one stick a year, Qin-chan is really tired~"
"According to the changes in the scientific timeline, let's get rid of the two members of the Red Siamese Cat now." Bechfinger put away the computer, stood up from the sofa and stretched.
"Alright, alright." Bertrand threw the apple core into the trash can, washed his hands, and then took a running start and jumped directly onto Behrfinger's back, then made a "Leeds Dog" gesture, "Go!"
Beihefenger rolled his eyes gracefully, then ran out of the safe house excitedly.
Using magic to find the location of the red Siamese cat, they flew directly towards that direction.
There are only three real members of the Red Siamese Cats left, and the rest are mercenaries hired by the boss, Fujioka Takamichi.
And now, the three of them are together.
Bechfinger and Bertrand hid in the dark and watched, thinking about how to replace the prince with a cat.
"Boss, are you sure you want to share the money with those mercenaries?" the female among the three said with a frown.
"Humph, this is of course based on the premise that we can get the Buddha statue. If we can only get the gemstone 'Lady of the Sky', then we can get rid of them as well."
The boss Teng Ganglongdao snorted coldly and spoke.
Bechfinger and Bertrand, who had cast off their invisibility spell, squatted beside them and looked as if they had suddenly understood what was going on.
Tenggang Longdao took out the cigarette box, but found that there were no cigarettes in it. He said something to the two men and got up to go out to buy a pack of cigarettes.
The two men's eyes lit up, and they took out a baseball bat from their cat bags and cloaks respectively, walked behind the two men, raised their hands and prepared to strike with force.
The two people who were drinking suddenly felt a chill on their backs, but when they turned around they saw nothing.
Just when I wasn't thinking of taking it seriously, I was suddenly hit hard on the back of my head.
They were indeed members of a criminal gang. They didn't faint after being hit hard. So the blue and silver men swung their sticks and hit them again.
This time the force was so great that a cracking sound could be clearly heard.
Looking at the two people who had fallen into a deep sleep and were chatting and drinking tea with God face to face, Bechfinger and Bertrand nodded with satisfaction.
With a wave of his hand, he moved the bodies and treated the wounds. Then, Bechfeng used a time-saving, labor-saving and convenient method to transform their appearance into those of the two men. Before Tenggang Longdao came back, they were fully prepared.
After Tenggang Longdao came back, he did not have any doubts. They continued to talk about some details of the plan and then prepared to leave.
After getting out of Tenggang Longdao's sight, Bertranci burped, his legs went weak and he fainted.
Bechfinger: ???
"What the hell? Being able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk is not going to work for you, is it?" He caught the person with a confused look on his face.
Bertrand raised his hand dizzily, making an international friendly gesture. "It's not the wine that's the problem. It's the apples."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bechfeng fell silent, and then the two of them fell to the side of the road together.
He raised his hand with a trembling hand and also made an international friendly gesture, "...As expected of you, you eat the apple of drug research."
Two minutes after the two fell down, a figure appeared beside them, glanced at them helplessly, and picked them up one by one.
"When did I become so worry-free?"
There was some self-doubt in Qianzhu's gentle tone.
Carrying one in each arm, Qianzhu flashed to the "Death" underground laboratory and threw the two people onto the operating table next to him.
Bei, Bo: Are we going to be killed?
Qianzhu dug out two bottles of medicine from the side, and skillfully took out the blood-drawing equipment and an unused syringe. He drew a tube of blood from them and then injected the medicine into two syringes respectively before giving them an injection.
Before the clone recovered, Qianzhu took the two tubes of blood and checked them nearby.
Looking at the data on the display, the black-haired boy raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's quite interesting. We can do some more research to make neurotoxins."
He saved the data.
He then looked back at his clone who was still lying there, and after thinking for a while, he separated the toxic components in the blood and produced a neurotoxin in a short time.
Although the quantity is small, it can be used by many people.
After standing in front of the research table and thinking for a while, Qianzhu took out two more needles.