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Chapter 1393 Mr. Blue and Green
It shows Mr. Lan’s detailed information.

"We are investigating and we have already found some results. Mr. Lan is Samuel Stern, a professor of cell biology at Columbia University. He enjoys a high reputation in the academic community, especially in the fields of gene therapy and cell regeneration."

After hearing this, General Ross frowned and became even more suspicious.

Professor of cell biology? Why would a scholar who should be immersed in the laboratory, accompanied by test tubes and microscopes, be associated with that monster, Bruce Banner?

His thoughts raced back, piecing together recent events like a puzzle.

Five years ago, Bruce Banner, the scientist who turned into the Hulk due to an experimental accident, had become an almost mythical existence in the eyes of the world.

His disappearance was like a stone sinking into the sea, and only recently did he suddenly surface. And all this seems to be inextricably linked to Mr. Lan.

What makes General Ross even more uneasy is that Bruce Banner is looking for experimental data at all costs, which is obviously not to relive the nightmare of the past.

All of this seems to be pointing to a common goal - curing Hulk.

"Damn it, he wants to heal himself!"

General Ross cursed under his breath, his tone showing both reluctance and fear of losing his "work".

In his mind, the Hulk is not only the product of a failed experiment, but also an extension of his military philosophy and personal will.

General Ross has spent years trying to harness this power and turn it into a weapon of his nation, and now Bruce Banner is trying to deprive him of that achievement.

"Everyone get ready, we're leaving for New York right away."

General Ross quickly issued a series of instructions. "Contact the National Guard and police in New York and make sure they keep a close eye on Mr. Lan's every move. Bruce Banner will definitely go find him, and we must stop him before he takes any action. Remember, our goal is to bring Bruce Banner back, dead or alive, and at the same time ensure that Mr. Lan and his research results are not used for any purpose that may threaten national security. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

The soldiers answered in unison, their voices uniform and powerful.

The operations room immediately became busy, with the communication equipment constantly issuing commands and responses in a tense and orderly manner.

The soldiers quickly organized their equipment, checked their weapons, and prepared vehicles and aircraft. The entire base was like a precision machine that could not stop once it was started until it completed its mission.

Two hours later, a military transport plane roared across the night sky, heading towards New York.

Inside the cabin, General Ross sat on a specially designed chair, closing his eyes to rest, but his anxiety was still evident between his brows.

at the same time.

Inside a private laboratory at Columbia University.

Professor Samuel Stern was buried in piles of books and laboratory reports.

His appearance was very different from the image of a rigorous and neat scholar in people's minds. His hair was messy and his clothes were untidy.

Professor Stern is always perfunctory about his teaching work, especially when he has to deal with a group of students whom he considers to be of "low intelligence".

In his view, basic biological knowledge such as gene regulation, protein science, and cell signal transduction is like an introductory course for apes.

He often complained that this knowledge was so simple that one could find detailed answers in a biology textbook. American textbooks were expensive, and Professor Stern knew this very well.

The price gap between professional biology textbooks and non-professional popular science books is often several times or even dozens of times.

This is undoubtedly a heavy burden for many students whose families are not well-off.

Despite this, Columbia University still offers a certain number of scholarships to support students who are interested in academic research but have financial difficulties.

However, these scholarships often need to be repaid some time after graduation, and the interest rate is not low. For some students, this is undoubtedly a heavy yoke.

Professor Stern didn't care about this, he was more concerned about his own research.

In his opinion, only those scientific research projects that can bring breakthrough results are worth his time and energy.

However, reality is often not as good as expected.

His laboratory was short of funds and had outdated equipment, and even the most basic experimental materials had to be carefully calculated.

On a weekend afternoon, the sun shines through sparse clouds and dapples onto the campus of Columbia University, casting a layer of warm golden gauze over this historic institution.

Although it was a holiday, the campus did not seem deserted. Occasionally, there were groups of three or two students, discussing subjects or enjoying their rare leisure time.

However, in this tranquility, Professor Samuel's steps seemed particularly hurried. In his heart was only the endless pursuit of science and the cherishment of time.

Professor Samuel, a scholar with a high reputation in the field of cytology, always has his office lit until late at night, even on weekends.

For him, scientific exploration is a never-ending adventure, and every moment of stagnation is a waste of knowledge.

Today, I just finished an in-depth seminar on the mechanism of cell division.
However, the time after class is always occupied by trivial matters, such as dealing with the disorganized research reports submitted by students or answering their incompetent and troublesome questions.

This allowed him to finally finish the courses that the school had forced him to take and walk out of the teaching building.

He was going to have a dinner to replenish his energy, and he would devote the rest of the time to his research work.

Just as he was walking towards the restaurant, a figure suddenly jumped out from the corner of the street and blocked his way.

The man was dressed very casually, with an old hat pulled down to cover most of his face. The hood of his sweatshirt was also pulled to the top of his head. He was carrying a bulging backpack on his back. He looked both mysterious and a little downcast.

There was a hint of urgency and uncertainty in his voice: "Are you Mr. Lan? Are you?"

Professor Samuel was a little confused by this sudden question and looked at the other person carefully.

After a moment, he responded in a tone that sounded both confused and uncertain: "You are? Mr. Green?"

As soon as these words came out, a subtle expression flashed across their faces, as if it was a subtle confirmation of each other's identity.

The man - Bruce Banner, was extremely excited at this moment. He finally found the legendary "Mr. Blue", the key person who might be able to unlock the secrets in his body and free him from the Hulk curse.

(End of this chapter)