A Scientific Urban Detective.

Chapter 43: Zero Seven Falls into a Trap

The fluctuation curve of Ringo's AIM diffusion field showed obvious and dramatic fluctuations. Just as he was about to strike while the iron was hot and continue the experiment, the male researcher suddenly stopped: "Ah, no power..."

After fiddling with the stun gun in his hand, he stood up and walked to the lab bench to replace it.

Glancing at the AIM diffusion field fluctuation curve on the screen, he said, "This value, at its highest point, has already reached the average level of Level 3. Do you want to continue?"

"Go on, there's no loss anyway." said the middle-aged man.

At this time, the two girls were motionless. Ringo cried until she fainted, and Ryugo Chika was already on the verge of death.

Suddenly, a fully armed security guard hurried over to the middle-aged man and said, "Boss, there's news from above that someone is coming to visit the company."

"Visiting? Do you have an appointment today?" The middle-aged man frowned as he recalled. However, he took another look at the experiment in front of him and ignored the trivial matters. "Let Lin Mujun handle this matter. Don't disturb the experiments here."

Black Moon Technology Development Co., Ltd. was, after all, a legitimate, high-tech enterprise. Even a surprise inspection by the security forces couldn't find any flaws in the ground floor of the headquarters building.

So the researchers present were not worried at all.

As a relatively well-known technology development company in the area, it usually has many visitors - social visits from nearby schools are often held here.

So it's not unusual for someone to come visit.

Not long after sending the security guard who came over to pass on the message, he was seen returning: "Boss, this visitor is a bit strange. They don't have a reservation and are not accompanied by adults. They are two elementary school or junior high school students, one of whom is in a wheelchair..."

This combination is strange no matter how you look at it, and it's no wonder that the staff in the front office upstairs chose to report it to the leader.

Before the middle-aged man could respond, another security guard rushed over: "Boss, the people above said..."

The middle-aged man pressed his temples, feeling extremely angry at his security guards who had strong limbs but simple minds.

But it's not their fault. The underground part of the headquarters is isolated from the outside world. In order to maintain confidentiality, the electromagnetic shielding is done to the extreme, and mobile phone signals cannot be transmitted out of here at all.

The only way to communicate with the outside world is through a closed-circuit telephone mounted on the wall, which is why security guards have to act as human messengers time and again.

This is a live-combat training ground, and there are only closed-circuit telephones next to the two entrances - after all, this is not a place where researchers like them should stay.

According to the normal experimental process, the researchers who are observing should overlook the entire training ground from the observation room high above, rather than being directly in the training ground and sharing the room with the experimental subjects.

But today, perhaps because the numbers gave them a sense of security, or perhaps because they wanted to witness the milestone of the "Dark May" plan with their own eyes, these researchers in white coats did not go to the observation room high up, but stayed down there.

Over thirty researchers and more than twice that number of armed personnel filled the training ground. As they had said before, even if Ganglingo's superpowers went berserk due to mental stimulation, they would be immediately suppressed by security personnel and would not harm anyone else.

The middle-aged man sighed and walked towards the phone with a bit of disappointment: "I'll answer it myself."

The second security guard who came to report the news hesitated for a moment, then said, "Section Chief Lin Mu just called and said that the boy in the wheelchair is Subject 007!"

"What!" The middle-aged man perked up immediately. "007? Lin Wuming! He walked into my trap?"

Not only him, but other researchers were also shocked.

"Why is he back? Didn't they say he had lost his memory?"

"Only 007? What are those hunters doing? They are a bunch of good-for-nothings!" To these researchers, Lin Wuming's return was like a pie in the sky, and they did not think he would bring any trouble to the plan.

"Go, send a team to capture him." The middle-aged man ordered the security captain beside him, "Be careful, he's now a level 3."

"Don't worry, it's just a level 3." The fully armed security captain said in a muffled voice, his words full of disdain - it can be said that they are more professional than the Anbu "Hunters" in dealing with espers below level 3.

——Zero Zero Seven? Brother Xiaolin?
The two girls heard their conversation.

As both are "incompetent", Ryugo Chika has a good relationship with the former Reiji, and even Ringo is very familiar with him; the older Reiji also often takes care of the two girls within her ability.

——Xiaolin brother is still alive after all…

Ryugo Chika thought to himself - then as someone who is also "incompetent", can he also survive?

But this little hope was soon drowned by the intense pain that spread all over his body.

On his deathbed, Ryugo Chika felt that his body had completely broken down...

Soon, an eight-person security team left the training ground.

……

Two minutes later, the door was opened again.

One of the security guards who had just left staggered in, followed by the head of the forestry department who was supposed to stay on duty in the above-ground area.

The middle-aged man frowned again and was about to scold when he saw a blonde girl pushing a wheelchair walking in right behind him.

The person sitting in the wheelchair was the Subject No. 007 that they had been thinking about so much.

Although there are some doubts as to whether Subject No. 007 was captured or not, there is no need to worry. There are eight teams of armed security guards present. What can't be suppressed?

——No, there are only seven complete combat teams.

For some reason, only the security captain came back from outside the door; as for the other seven team members, they did not come back together.

——Of course, it’s because the security captain has the authority to open the door and pass through.

Lin Wuming released the telekinesis that was wrapped around the security captain, and the bulky body fell down softly like a puddle of mud.

……

Ten minutes ago, Lin Wuming and Hufeng Toumi rushed to the headquarters building of Black Moon Technology in their wheelchairs.

In order to avoid an appearance that was too shocking, Hufeng Toumi got out of the car early and pushed a wheelchair to the Black Moon Technology headquarters instead.

A beautiful blonde girl pushing a wheelchair is a striking sight in itself, but the combination of a girl and a disabled person, while odd, doesn't raise eyebrows.

So, the two of them walked into the lobby of the Black Moon Company openly.

(End of this chapter)