Meiman Killer Daily

15

"I heard that you and Susan had a great time chatting with you. I wonder if she can help us get Reed to bow his head."

In Connors' research institute, Peter stirred the instant coffee in front of him. Connors closed a notebook and asked. Peter shook his head and answered.

"I have never thought about making Reed surrender. Connors, you think of me too superficially."

Peter didn't care about Reed at all, and it didn't even matter if Peter killed Reed now. Killing an absolutely genius superhero in the cradle was a very happy act no matter how you think about it, but Peter didn't do it because he

He was afraid that Stark would fall out. Now Stark was not the honest man who let him borrow money without paying it back. He had become more terrifying than he imagined.

If Reed dies, Stark will probably be the first to come looking for him, and then there will be densely packed mechas. God knows how many Stark has made. The vibranium technology is still useless. When Stark

With his vibranium armor made, hehe, the world has Magneto, and it is really difficult to find someone who can challenge him in a duel. Of course, this is based on his own perception, excluding the supreme evolution and the unknown old man.

"Peter, I'm really curious. Why did Stark create such an exquisite biological system? The changes brought about by the Extremis virus are a perfect match for my biological genetic modification."

Connors is still imagining that Reed will help him. Peter has no interest in it at all. He just wants to pry Susan away. That's all. By funding Reed, he will become successful and get out of the current predicament. According to his expectations of these scientists,

If you understand, they will definitely delve into their plans even more frantically, and all women in love will give way.

When Susan felt that Reed didn't care about her, and then Peter approached her as a warm man, his positive actions would definitely make her attracted. The key was that she was not very ugly, and she would definitely be successful with her wealth and warmth. She didn't care.

Will Susan and Reed rekindle their relationship in the future? Anyway, by that time, she has already completed her stamp collecting goal.

"You succeeded?"

"Well... not yet. I still need more trials, but I think I should focus on clinical trials."

Connors' technological research is to use lizard regeneration genes as a basis to re-grow human stumps. However, there is an absolutely critical problem that Connors cannot solve, and that is the transformation of lizard genes.

The erosion of human genes is likely to turn humans into lizard-like monsters.

Connors's defense was very pale. Peter didn't want to watch Connors become a monster or create a monster. He also needed him to join the so-called protective umbrella to prop up this empty shell company. He immediately persuaded him.

"Connors, I know your original intention is good, but you also have to understand the reality. We are doing good things, we are not trying to create monsters. I don't know how good the so-called lizard regeneration gene is.

, you are the professional in this area, but I know that if human genes and lizard genes are fused, what should we call humans and lizards?"

"The issue of mutation is indeed unknown now, but Peter, I believe I will never be wrong!"

Connors really has no ambitions. He just wants to make his arms grow flesh and blood again. However, this seemingly unambitious idea has gradually made him crazy. He is still calm now because of himself.

Chatting with him frequently gave him other jobs, but Peter always felt that in the future, Connors would definitely embark on a path of no return, and might even fall under his own gun.

"Hitler also believed that Stalin could be pushed to the ground and rubbed by him. He also believed that the Germans would never lose. It seemed that they were all confident and proud. I don't want you to create more problems again. You are not just me.

A collaborator, you are also my friend!”

"Peter, you don't believe me either?!"

"Remember that white mouse Edward argued with you about?"

"It was just an accident!"

Connors was a little angry, so Peter mentioned the animal experiment two days ago. The white mouse turned into a very manic little lizard, a lizard with hair and phosphorus armor. This was the beginning of Connors' vow that he would succeed.

Then he had a big quarrel with Edward, and Edward left disappointed.

After entering Connors' research institute, Peter brought it up again. Connors' old face turned a little red. He was indeed wrong, but Connors confirmed that it was because of the genetic differences between humans and mice.

If it were a human problem, such an accident would never happen.

"Then you can prove it with facts. If I give you ten white mice, even if you are more than half successful, I will approve your clinical trial."

"..."

Peter didn't know why there were some technological experiments in medical projects that used white mice as targets, but Peter felt that it must be right if so many people were using them. He spread his hands and gave Connors a choice, but Connors

He fell silent and turned his back to Peter and stopped talking.

"Does your current silence mean that you have lost your confidence?"

"In the process of research, we always have to face failure. If there had been no failure, success would not have seemed so hard-won!"

"Connors, you are a scientist, not a monster researcher. We create technology to make human life better, not to lead humans into the abyss. Even if I agree to do clinical trials for you today, you create

If a monster appears, you will still think it is an accident. What about the person you created into a monster? Does he deserve to be humanely destroyed? Or should he fail once, twice or three times? When you become numb, when you become accustomed to it

After that, is your original intention still to want a welfare society?"

Peter didn't quite agree with Connors' explanation. It's true that failure is the mother of success, but you also have to look at what kind of failure it is. Peter is not a good person, and he doesn't care how many people will die in this world, but Peter still doesn't like to see it.

Seeing this weird existence appearing beside him, and looking at the somewhat insistent Connors, Peter made a decision in his mind. If necessary, let Connors have an accident. His existence

He and the research had already deviated somewhat from the original idea. He took out a business card from his arms and handed it to Connors.

"Think about it carefully. This business card is a direct contact with the company behind my backend. The umbrella is not for people to get wet by raindrops. Its value lies in protecting human beings and those who need it!"

Peter turned around and left simply, but Connors threw the business card in his hand into the trash can after Peter walked out of the room. "You're right, he doesn't respect my research at all, he doesn't understand it at all.

What is science!”

"So Mr. Connors, trust me and my country, I will definitely help you create everything you want!"

The secret door of the laboratory was pushed open, and a woman came out with a smile. She looked at Connors and made a statement. Connors was silent for a long time before he punched the table hard.

"I agree to your request!"

Peter didn't use the eyes of line technology to chat with Connors, so Peter didn't know everything in front of him. Of course, even if he knew, Peter wouldn't care too much. Anyone can do this kind of thing, and he can't stop Connors.

Seeing the talent that Connors exuded, the woman put a mobile phone on the table, nodded to Connors and pushed the door open without continuing to speak.

"It's not that I'm sorry for you, Peter, but you simply don't understand the true value of science and the true significance of this research to me!"

Putting his cell phone in his pocket, Connors muttered to himself and started to collect information. Now that he had made up his mind, everything else was no longer Connors' consideration. He would prove to Edward and Peter that,

You are the one who is truly right!

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Peter quickly sat down at the window seat of a same-sex restaurant. To be honest, if all the men were expelled, this place would definitely be the most beautiful scenery in New York. Unfortunately, adding men would be a bit daunting for him, but today

You have to come because there is a reason why you have to come.

"The old man passed away peacefully. This is what he asked me to give to you."

After a while, a black woman with an afro wearing a tight-fitting orange leather jacket came to Peter. He knew the other person, Misty Knight, whom the old man Morse once asked him to save, but the other person seemed to have friends of his own.

I arrived a step too late and picked up a document and a voice recorder inside the bag. I did not play the sound from the voice recorder for the time being, but opened the document and looked at it.

"He is my uncle. I haven't heard from him for a long time. He left because he had an affair with my mother and was too guilty to meet my father. I didn't expect to meet again..."

He wanted to explain in more detail, but Peter was in a bad mood and didn't want to listen anymore. He placed a photo in the file in front of Misty and asked.

"Latvinia is his nationality?!"

"I don't know. I haven't seen him at all. Even if my uncle is not dead this time, I don't even know that I have this uncle."

Shaking her head, Misty answered expressionlessly. Suddenly, she had an uncle, and she learned some things about her parents through the uncle's explanation. In fact, Misty herself was not in a good mood, but her uncle asked her before she died.

I still accepted it, because the other person was really my relative. Unfortunately, what I saw was only a video, and the real person would never be seen again in this life.

"Who killed him?"

"I have no idea."

"Where's the body?!"

"I have no idea."

I don’t know who the target is, I don’t know where he died, he just left a voice recorder and a lot of messy documents. Latvinia is the only valuable information. Peter put all the documents and things away. Now

It seems that the joke has been confirmed. I need to collect the body of this old guy.

"I don't know if I will be randomly discarded when I die. You old man has a really good life. At least you have me to take care of your affairs..." (To be continued)