Live tomb raiding: Zhang Qilin starts the game and shocks Yang Mi

Chapter 89 The Secret of the Bronze Door, Zhang Qilin's Return

Without waiting for Yang Mi to respond, Dean Long also sent a gift and pinned the message, asking questions very similar to Wen Xin's.

"Everyone, I will explain the Bronze Gate incident to you after I return. Anyway, this is a serious matter and I can't explain it clearly in a short time. Please wait for me to start broadcasting again."

Yang Mi was very tired now and didn't have the energy to explain to them what she saw at the bronze door.

Without waiting for netizens' response, she directly closed the live broadcast room.

This aroused strong curiosity among all netizens and those from the School of Archaeology and the School of Biology.

They wanted to know more about what happened inside the bronze door. Yang Mi said that this was a serious matter. What big thing was going on inside?

But if Yang Mi didn't tell them, no one would know.

I can only wait in the live broadcast room for Yang Mi to start broadcasting.

When the old professors from the School of Biology and the School of Archaeology saw that the live broadcast was shut down, they felt a little overwhelmed as they had sat for so long watching it, so they went back to rest.

After Dean Fan returned home, he couldn't wait to open the box.

There were also a lot of documents and materials inside, and even more than a dozen blood analysis reports.

But there were all kinds of bar charts on it, and there were many data trends that he couldn't understand at all.

There is also a notebook below.

Dean Fan couldn't wait to open the notebook. As soon as he saw the first page, he saw the signature "Wang".

Then Dean Fang continued to flip through the pages.

'Another patient came today. He is very special. He is cold all over. He seems to not care about anything. The outside environment has no effect on him. The person who brought him here said his name is Zhang Qilin!'

When Dean Fan saw this, his eyes widened suddenly. Is Zhang Qilin sick?

Dean Fan continued to look through the documents.

"Zhang Qilin has amnesia. He has lived for a very long time. I was very curious about him, so I drew blood from him for various research. I even injected the test product I had just developed into his body."

'Every time he was injected with the test substance, he would feel very painful. I really like to see this cold-hearted man in great pain. It seems that this is what it means to be a normal person.'

"In the Golmud Sanatorium, no patient here can ignore me, not even Zhang Qilin..."

Dean Fan noticed the word "experimental product" and was shocked.

Experimental product!
Study the blood!
Could it be the blood that the Archaeological Institute studied before?

Who used Zhang Qilin as a research subject? Could it be the School of Archaeology?
Otherwise, this information would not appear here.

And this notebook is used to record all experimental processes and personal experiences?
Who recorded this notebook? What happened to Zhang Qilin in the end?

Dean Fan had a bad feeling in his heart, so he read by lamplight at night and finished the entire notebook.

Until dawn, Dean Fan finished reading the notebook in his hand with a tired look on his face.

The notebook slowly closed, and his eyes turned to the blood analysis data beside it.

After hesitating for a moment, his eyes flashed with determination.

Half past eight in the morning.

Dean Fan brought all the professors who watched the live broadcast yesterday to the conference room.

Professor Miao and his colleagues were very curious, but did not question, and arrived at the meeting room on time at nine o'clock.

As soon as they came in, they saw Dean Fan’s serious expression, and they realized that something big might happen.

This major event concerns Zhang Qilin. The dean had been in the archives room yesterday. Did he find anything? "Dean, what are you doing?" Professor Miao saw a notebook and a pile of information in front of him, and the notebook was placed where the slides were.

"This is information about Zhang Qilin. I found it in the archives. The records inside are very important." Dean Fan said as he opened the slide.

After hearing this, everyone became interested and began to look forward to what this record was.

"Really? Dean, please show it to us quickly."

Professor Miao said excitedly at this moment.

Dean Fan didn't say anything more and opened the slide. The first thing that caught his eye was the words on the notebook.

When he saw the third note, Professor Miao said in surprise.

"Dean! Is the person doing the experiment Zhang Qilin?"

"Yeah." Dean Fan nodded.

Professor Miao and the other professors looked horrified and looked at each other.

"Who is so wicked as to conduct experiments on him? Also, he has amnesia? What is amnesia?" one of the professors said in confusion.

Dean Fan was in no hurry to explain, "Just keep watching and you'll understand."

Professor Miao and his colleagues looked at each line very carefully, fearing that they had missed something.

They watched for seven hours without any impatience. Some were even so absorbed in the show that they forgot to eat lunch.

After watching it, these professors' eyes were filled with shock, pity and heartache.

According to the records in the notebook, Zhang Qilin was used as a test subject for experiments almost every day, and blood was constantly drawn from his body.

Judging from the time recorded in the notes, this period must have lasted at least five to six years.

But the last one recorded that the room where Zhang Qilin was imprisoned was full of blood, iron chains were scattered everywhere, and Zhang Qilin disappeared without a trace.

And they began to focus on studying Zhang Qilin's blood.

Finally those blood analysis reports appeared.

"In five or six years... Zhang Qilin actually endured so much pain. What kind of place was that, and who tortured him?"

One of the professors said in horror.

"Dean, there are only months but no years on this notebook. Can you guess which year it is?" Professor Miao asked suspiciously.

"I don't know either, but from this analysis report, I can see that the equipment at that time was not very complete. I guess it was around 1990, or maybe not long after the millennium."

Dean Fan was also unable to estimate the time.

"According to the time when he joined the archaeological team, it was in the 1980s, and the current live broadcast time is after the millennium. Zhang Qilin should have been arrested in the period after the millennium." Professor Miao made the calculation.

Then Professor Miao suddenly realized something. "It only says it's an experiment, but it's not clear what the experiment is. There's no record of it. Zhang Qilin is really a tough guy. He's been able to hold on for so long. If it were us, we'd probably die in less than a year."

"Not only did he persevere, I suspect his genes may have changed, and the experiment those people prepared may have succeeded, making Zhang Qilin even more terrifying."

"But what is this amnesia mentioned above?" Dean Fan still can't figure it out.

"Could it be amnesia?" Professor Miao was silent for a moment and then spoke.

"I think this question can be postponed. What we should think about now is another one..."

(End of this chapter)