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She unlocked the system and saw the message, which was a private message from Ito Otome.

"If you want to crack Z-Potion, you must get the relevant information. Have Yancheng hack into the database of 47 Biological Research Laboratory and copy all the detailed information about Z-Potion.

Without that, it would be difficult for me to crack.”

Looking at the series of messages from Ito Otome, Morimoto Chiyo shouted without hesitation: "Iwaki, can you find out the location of the 47th Biological Research Laboratory through Noda Dental Clinic?

Ito wants you to invade there and find information about the Z potion so that she can crack it."

Iwaki Kusasuke replied, "No problem. I have locked onto Noda Dental Clinic. Their defenses are very strong and it will take a long time to crack them."

"Be careful, don't get discovered."

Chiyo Morimoto gave a warning.

Bei Zhiwu, who was standing next to him, said angrily, “Those bastards actually did such a thing!”

Okayama Taketa recalled the conversation with Takeda that day and said with a wry smile: "This is imperialism.

As long as there is profit, anything can be done, and even the citizens of the empire will not be cared about, let alone the people in the colonies.

The glory of the empire never belongs to the people."

"It would be best if Yancheng can hack into the database to solve the problem. If not, we can only break into the 47th biological research room and steal the data inside."

Chiyo Morimoto rubbed her fingers on the handle of the gun at her waist. She was not an adventurous person, but Emily's experience could be said to be indirectly caused by her.

The man didn't want to see the dentist, but she forced him to go.

She had to make up for the mistakes she made.

Even though Emily didn't complain at all throughout the whole process, her behavior made Chiyoko Morimoto feel even more guilty.

"I also need to go."

Okayama Taketa doesn't want the 47th Biological Research Laboratory to continue to act recklessly.

It would have been fine if he didn't know it before, but now that he knew, he had to stop them.

Bei Zhiwu nodded.

Miyaji Yosuke fell into thought. He still has a wife and daughter.

Inside the house, Iwaki Sosuke was busy trying to break through the firewall of Noda Dental Clinic.

……

in the afternoon.

Qingze said goodbye to everyone in the kendo club. As usual, he chatted with Hououin Miki, Akizuki Caiyu and others on his way home.

When he arrived at the door of his house, Qingze ended all conversations.

He opened the door. The light was on inside and steaming food was prepared on the table. However, there was no sign of Chiyoko Morimoto in the kitchen. There was only a note.

"I have something to do today, so I might be back a little later. You eat first."

There was a bright red lip print on the note.

Qingze grabbed the note and smelled it. The fragrance had not dissipated yet, which meant that it had not been long. What could have happened that could prevent Morimoto Chiyo from even staying to see him?

He didn't do anything big today.

Qingze touched the lip print and used his catalytic sensing ability to find that the other party was eight hundred meters away from him.

He decided to follow and see what Chiyo wanted to do.

Chapter 277 Death Comes to Distribute Bento

Perhaps it was about to rain, and darkness fell over Tokyo earlier than usual.

In a van speeding on the highway, Chiyo Morimoto spread out the topographic map of the 47 Biological Research Laboratory obtained by Sosuke Iwaki on a small desk.

The whole is octagonal in shape, with four exits in total.

On the top is the helipad, with three floors and a basement.

The bottom floor is the research laboratory for various organisms, which are divided into numbers from one to thirty.

There is a restaurant and a leisure center on the second floor, where there are fitness equipment, ping-pong tables, basketball courts, etc. to ensure the physical and mental health of the people inside.

The third floor is the dormitory, with a total of sixty rooms.

Agent Z is just one of the agents launched by the 47 Biological Research Laboratory, not all of them.

Iwaki Sosuke did not obtain the specific content of the information. The information was encrypted layer by layer and was kept in the most secure core.

Iwaki Sosuke used to boast that his cyber hacking skills were unrivaled. In reality, he was not as good as he boasted. He was unable to break into all the systems of the 47th Biological Research Laboratory and could only obtain part of the information from them.

He was unable to obtain the most critical core information.

This means that they need to break into Biological Research Laboratory 47 and copy all the information of Z drug to a USB drive.

"According to the information obtained by Yancheng, the information on Z-medicine is located in Laboratory 8. We can use high-explosive bombs to blow open the outer wall and break into the courtyard from the west.

Before that, we need to deal with the four sentry towers. The personnel configuration inside is unclear, but the firepower is absolutely top-notch, and there may be machine guns.

I suggest using drones to carry explosives in suicide attacks.”

Chiyo Morimoto said solemnly, "Then, we must rush to Laboratory 8 as quickly as possible to obtain all the information on the Z drug."

The person driving the car was Taketa Okayama, and the people sitting in the car and listening to the lecture were Iwaki Sosuke, Miyaji Yosuke, and Kitanotake.

After careful consideration, Miyaji Yosuke decided to participate in this operation.

He could not tolerate such a horrific case happening right under his nose while he did nothing.

"Can we use a drone to investigate the situation in more detail when we get to the scene?"

Iwaki Kusasuke shook his head and said, "My network attack can only paralyze the system for fifteen minutes. If it exceeds this time, I will not be able to prevent the other party from calling for support.

The US troops stationed in Yokosuka Port will rush here as soon as possible, so this operation must be quick."

Miyaji Yosuke frowned and said, "We have fifteen minutes to eliminate the enemy and copy the information of Z potion. Time is very tight."

"No matter how urgent it is, we have to do it. You have all seen the message Ito sent. The essence of Z potion is a poison with complex ingredients.

The longer we delay, the more hopeless Emily will be. We must research the antidote while the poison is at its weakest."

Chiyo Morimoto said this, raised her head and said: "Okayama, if you get tired of driving, you should change drivers, you must ensure your own condition.

The distance from here to Kawasaki City in Saitama Prefecture is not that close if you drive. ”

"it is good."

Okayama Taketa answered and continued driving.

Qingze turned into a breeze and got out of the car.

He already knew what Chiyo Morimoto wanted to do, to get the so-called Z drug information from the 47th Biological Laboratory, which was related to Emily. The location was in Kawagoe City, Saitama Prefecture, so he didn't need to rush. He went back to have a meal first, and then put on Dior's vest to help Chiyo solve the problem in advance.

……

Night falls.

Saitama Prefecture, outside Kawagoe City.

A small path splits off from the main road, winding forward, weaving through the mountains, and ends at the 47 Biological Research Laboratory.

Apart from the octagonal research institute, there is also a wide yard with beautiful green plants.

It is surrounded by a high wall and the iron gate is very sturdy.

There was electrified barbed wire on the wall, and there were sentry towers on all four sides, each with a machine gun mounted inside.

In order to ensure that there are no unexpected results in the research here, a platoon of elite US troops is stationed here.

Harold Rosen was the platoon leader.

He is 1.95 meters tall, has a dark complexion and a very strong physique.

In the summer, Harold's dark green vest would make people suspect that he could fight a black bear with his bare hands.

He also loves to wear a vest and long pants. No matter in the hot summer or the bitter winter, he likes to wear it as long as he can, so as to show off his well-trained strong body.

His excessive energy made the American soldiers in the platoon call him a chimpanzee.

Of course, they only dared to say this name in private and would never dare to say it in front of this person.

But Harold had overheard the nicknames they called him in private, but he was not angry at all.

In his opinion, being given such a powerful nickname by the soldiers below him undoubtedly proved that he was a very successful superior.

A superior who is not criticized by his subordinates is not a good superior.

"Mattik, report the situation of the sentry tower."

Harold began his routine nightly rounds, asking first on the intercom.

"Reporting to Platoon Leader Harold! Nothing unusual!"

Mattik replied loudly, complaining in his heart that it has been three years since he was transferred to the 47th Biological Research Laboratory, and this place is not far from Yokosuka Port.

Who dares to come and cause trouble?

According to the seniors who were transferred here earlier, being stationed in a place like this is like having a long paid vacation, during which you can have fun in the leisure center.

But Harold's character caused the entire platoon of soldiers to maintain stronger military training than even at Yokosuka Base.

That chimpanzee probably has something wrong with his brain.

Or, perhaps he suffered from severe paranoia, which was why he had been so alert for three years, day after day, without any let-down, always on guard against air enemies that might attack at any time.

It's a pity that these people have to suffer. They don't get to enjoy the leisure time that their predecessors enjoyed, and they have to worry all day about whether the chimpanzees will conduct surprise inspections.

"Very good, you must stay alert. The enemy may appear at any time. If you see any abnormal situation, report it to me immediately!"

Harold instructed them and shouted, "Locke, remember to send the security situation here to the base on time."

"no problem."

Harold gave orders one small matter after another, and even after receiving their responses, he still didn't feel at ease.

He knew that long-term comfort would easily make the people below relax their minds, which was not a good thing.

He had to keep a close eye on the situation below at all times.

Unlike those ordinary soldiers, he knew that the current 47th Biological Research Laboratory was different from the past, and the amount of experimental materials sent to it was more than in previous years.

This shows that the funds allocated from above are quite sufficient, and also means that the higher-ups attach great importance to the research results here.

He must be careful, and again careful. Only in this way can he have a chance to succeed.

Harold was born in a slum, but he did not choose a decadent life like others.

He set a goal since he was young to stand out and get rid of people's inherent impression of his skin color.

He first went to the material library to inspect and check whether the people who were keeping the experimental materials were slacking off.

……

The material library is located in the basement.

There is only one entrance and exit.

When Harold opened the door, the hallway downstairs was already lit.

He walked down the stairs.

There was a large prison-like room downstairs, with tables and chairs outside for the two American soldiers to sit down and rest.

There were people of all skin colors in the room, nineteen in total.

One of them was mumbling in a language that Harold couldn't understand, "Damn the agent, he cheated me out of hundreds of thousands of dollars and sent me here to let the Mexican ..."

"Platoon Leader Harold!"

Two American soldiers stood up and saluted.

Harold nodded and said, "You must pay attention. They are precious practice materials and cannot be allowed to die."

"Don't worry, we're always watching."

After hearing his subordinate's answer, Harold glanced at the experimental materials of the opposite sex and found that their clothes were neat and tidy, and there were indeed no signs of being disturbed.

There was a fair-skinned man in the crowd who was speaking incomprehensible words. His clothes were a little messy and he was sitting in an uneasy position.