Mystical Instinc

7 (1)

Eggsy just washed off the foam on his body when he heard a knock on the door. He rushed out of the bathroom happily and opened the door. Both parties were greatly frightened——

"Shit!" Roxy turned away reflexively, "Jesus, Eggsy, can't you wrap a towel around it?"

The young man quickly shrank behind the door: "Sorry, I'm sorry, Roxy, I didn't know it was you—"

"Come on, put those damn pants on, Eggsy."

"Yes, yes." Eggsy turned around and took out his pants and put them on frivolously, before going over to open the door again.

Roxy has been staring at him with a sullen face since he walked into the room and sat down. Eggsy had no choice but to ask in embarrassment, "What can you do for me?"

Roxy raised an eyebrow and asked, "Have you dated Harry?"

Eggsy nodded guiltily.

"I really regret having you come with me, Eggsy," Roxy said through gritted teeth. "I should have asked Merlin to lock you up in the interrogation room."

Eggsy pursed his lips stubbornly, and retorted: "It hasn't succeeded yet, has it?"

"What did you say?"

"Our purpose is to get close to John Murphy, but there is nothing tonight. John Murphy doesn't care about the materials we made." Eggsy countered a little bit harshly, "And you, apart from a verbal invitation from Dr. Helen Li, have what?"

Roxy clenched her fists in anger, she stood up abruptly, held back her anger and said, "Go back to London early tomorrow morning! Galahad! I'm here to investigate what the hell Zoola is researching. I can't be distracted." Take care of a 'teenage heart' in love."

After Roxy finished speaking, he turned and left. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, turned his head and said with a blank expression: "I just talked to the headquarters, and the J.Steven family committed suicide. When they were found, they had died more than 24 Hour."

Eggsy was taken aback, and then asked suspiciously, "Are you sure it was suicide?"

"I have already asked Merlin to send someone to collect the situation, and there will be results soon. In addition, Percival said that the person who attacked him may have seen him, and Percival suspected that the person was Harry. If this is true, then this evening Everything may be his arrangement—" Roxy saw Eggsy's face change, and finally said with a slightly relaxed tone: "You can do it yourself."

Eggsy stared blankly at the concealed door for a long time, his mind kept replaying what happened since the reunion with Harry and the two shocking news that Roxy brought him just now, until a familiar figure came from the door The crack passed and stopped in front of the door.

Although the door was only ajar, the other party knocked on the door politely.

When Eggsy came back to his senses and realized who was outside the door, his heart beat violently, as if it was about to pop out of his throat at any time.

After waiting for a while and seeing no response from the room, the other party patiently knocked on the door again.

Eggsy took a deep breath, stood up and walked quickly to open the door.The gentleman outside the door raised his eyes, although he was a little surprised to see the young man in western trousers with moisture all over his body, he still greeted him calmly.

"Hi."

"Hi." Eggsy replied standing in the room.

Seeing that the other party hadn't moved for a long time, Harry looked behind him suspiciously and asked, "Do you have any guests?"

"No, no." Eggsy came back to his senses, and made a motion to invite in, "Comein."

Eggsy was pushed against the wall by Harry as soon as he brought the door, and then the wet breath came up, and the soft touch on his lips was as soft as he remembered, and the other party used the damn provocative skills to flirt with him, but Dodge his tongue that wants to penetrate.

Oh—to hell with all the traps, all the plans!

——The part below the neck that cannot be described*N (no deletion in this book)——

Harry had no intention of staying in the hotel, there were some things he had to do, and before leaving he gave the reluctant young man a goodnight kiss.

When returning to the research center, Harry accidentally found a car belonging to John Murphy in the parking lot. He quickened his pace and walked towards Helen's office. Pushing open the door, I heard the man roaring angrily.

"Do you know what that means? Doctor Genius. It means to keep an eye on the damned Zoola from now on!" He heard the voice and turned around to see Harry who was walking in, stepped up and said sharply, "You It’s just in time, don’t you have many ways? Come, let’s talk about one.”

Harry looked at Helen behind him, then at him, and asked, "What happened?"

"That's great! You don't know what's going on yet?!" John Murphy sneered and walked away a few steps.

Helen gestured to the newspapers scattered on the coffee table, and said, "J.Steven's family died in their own home."

Upon hearing this, Harry quickly picked up one of the newspapers and glanced at the report, before saying, "The police preliminarily judged it to be a suicide."

John Murphy sneered again: "You count how many newspapers have reported this incident together with this idiot's previous statement! All! All!"

"Did you do it?"

"what?"

Harry repeated it earnestly: "Did you ask someone to do their death?"

"What are you kidding?!" John Murphy looked at him in shock.

"No, Harry," Helen said at this time, "it's the problem with that batch of medicine. They took too much in the short term, which may have caused some bad effects on their brain nerves."

"Will it be checked out?"

Helen shook her head: "No, they will probably investigate J.Steven's financial and social status first."

"Since there's no evidence pointing us at it, you needn't be so nervous, Mr. Murphy."

John Murphy stared at him for a while as if watching a monster, took a few deep breaths, walked closer to Helen and said, "Okay, I won't say a word in front of the media this time, you—" He pointed to the sofa Helen, who was on the board, said sharply: "Shut up your little tricks, don't think that I don't know that you are messing around behind my back, how much money is spent on Ming Dingsi'an's project, and how much money is unknown, I will keep all of these To be clear, you'd better be able to give a reasonable explanation at the board meeting on Friday."

John Murphy left the research center angrily after speaking.

Looking in the direction John Murphy was leaving Harry said, "He's a dangerous man, Helen. Sooner or later he'll find out."

"It doesn't matter," Helen said, "The Worker transformation will enter the clinical stage soon, and the N098 test is ideal, Harry, bear with it, and you won't have to inject these stabilizers again soon."

Harry nodded, took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves expertly, and said relaxedly: "A bright future, but for now I still have to live with it."

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John Murphy found that his warning had no effect on Helen Li. The woman had disobeyed his command early on, and secretly used the equipment provided by Zoola to conduct her own little experiments.He was very angry at the whole cardboard box of laboratory expenditure records sent by the financial director this evening. He couldn't wait for the regular board meeting on Friday. He wanted to see for himself how those expensive little experiments could benefit Zoola. What benefits.

He has to put the evidence in front of those directors, it's time for that Chinese woman, Helen Li, to get out.

After thinking about it, John Murphy called his bodyguards to go to the scientific research center together. It was close to midnight, and his magnetic card helped him to get to the central laboratory unimpeded. Most of the staff had already left work, and only a few were on duty. Scientists stayed behind for routine experimental recording work.

There were a few nerds who only knew how to play with test tubes, test needles and keyboards. The bodyguards he hired could beat them to the ground with just a fist. This was what John Murphy planned before meeting Helen Li.

But after the Chinese woman took out his two bodyguards from under the drawer and accurately brought down his two bodyguards, John Murphy turned around and fled in a panic almost immediately. The sound of gunshots made him wish he could put on his wings and rush into the elevator desperately pressing the door close button, without even caring about the life and death of those bodyguards.

Helen took down the last bodyguard with one shot and pulled out a phone call.

"John escaped from my office."

"Only one elevator is operating normally at this point in time, I think he should not be so cautious about taking the stairs." Harry glanced at the number of the elevator that was descending, and glanced at his watch casually, with a relaxed expression.

"I trust your judgment, we will see you later."

Harry put the phone away, and walked a few steps forward to meet the opened elevator door. He smiled at the panic-stricken man in the elevator: "Good evening, Mr. Murphy."

"Harry? Why are you here? No, no, you came at the right time—" John Murphy was startled for a moment, and immediately stepped forward and grabbed the shoulder of the assistant of the center's security department nervously, "Helen Li, that Chinese woman wants to kill me , you have to stop her, she has already killed several of my bodyguards, no, maybe they are all dead, your skill is so good, you can definitely stop her!"

Harry shook his head, grabbed his collar and threw him back into the elevator, and gave him a sentence that was almost a death sentence: "Sorry, Mr. Murphy, Helen is my boss."

"What?!" John Murphy was startled and angry, his mind was in confusion, and he could only yell out a stupid sentence for a long time: "Ipayyou!"

Seeing the elevator returning to the original floor, John Murphy was terrified. He clung to the railing of the elevator like a drowning man grabbing the only straw at hand, shaking his head desperately and repeatedly crying: "No, no, no—— She's crazy! Perverted! Damn it! God! She's going to kill me! I don't want to die! Someone please save me!"

"It's noisy," Helen frowned, "Harry, make him quiet."

Harry said "sorry" and slapped the man on the back of the neck with his hand.

John Murphy just felt black before his eyes and then passed out. When he regained consciousness again, he found himself in a closed room, except for the top, which was surrounded by transparent glass on all sides, like a cover, and he was confined in the center of the cover. On the table, the operating table.

His body was changed into white clothes similar to hospital gowns, his hands were fixed on both sides of his body, his ankles and thighs were tied upright, his shoes were taken off, and his right toes were tied. Wearing a label with the words "N099" written on it, and his shoulders and waist were tied up, and his mouth was forced to bite a surgical calibration rubber stopper. He struggled a bit, and the straps on his body Unmoved, he tried to yell and found that he could only make a "woo-woo" sound.

He turned his neck with the most range of motion in horror, even though the back of his neck would cause pain due to the movement, he looked around the room and noticed that the wall outside the glass was made up of countless equilateral hexagonal sample grids. Just like a honeycomb, each sample cell is filled with some transparent solvent, and John Murphy felt his scalp tingle after watching it for a while.

At this moment, John Murphy felt a gust of air flow above him, and Helen calmly appeared beside him, and he stared at the other party and let out a "woo-woo" cry.

"Do you want to talk?"

John Murphy nodded desperately.

"No yelling, no swearing."

John Murphy nodded again.

Helen kindly unclipped his mouth.

"Fuckyou!" John Murphy yelled as soon as the rubber plug on his mouth was loosened, using the most ugly swear words to scold the most valuable employee he used to think from head to toe.

Helen waited patiently for him to catch his breath and said, "I thought you would be interested in this place."

"Fucking interest!" John Murphy scolded for another 5 minutes, and finally took a breath before asking, "Where am I?"

"The core laboratory, usually only Dr. Brian and I can enter." Helen replied very cooperatively.

"Where's Dr. Brian?"

"I put him on leave an hour ago."

John Murphy began to feel that there was something ominous, and he asked in surprise, "What are you researching here? What are you tying me here for?"

"John, this is the top secret of our research center," Helen almost answered every question, "I think I really shouldn't exclude you from the 'Worker Transformation' project."

Helen showed a charming smile, but John Murphy was covered in cold sweat.

"No, no, dear Helen, I'm not at all interested in your project—"

"Of course not!" Helen interrupted him, "You said that you are very interested in the direction of funds, and now you can experience it for yourself." She said and tied the medical rubber plug back on the man's mouth.

"No, no, Hel... woo woo woo..." John Murphy cried.

Helen ignored the man's reaction, walked around to the console in front of the operating table and started operating.

John Murphy only felt a stabbing pain in his arm, and then he was so frightened that he lost consciousness again.

In the leisure area, Harry, who was boringly flipping through the newspaper, put down the social edition he had just finished reading, and saw from a distance on the other side of the glass window, two left-behind employees were busy giving John Murphy's employees who had been anesthetized. While the bodyguards checked and cleaned, and taped their feet, Harry looked at the time and seriously considered taking a nap.

What woke him up was a persistent phone call. Harry touched his pocket and found that the phone that was ringing was not his, but Helen's, and the caller ID was an unfamiliar number.

The number was displayed repeatedly three times before it finally quieted down. A few hours later, Harry mentioned this specifically when returning the phone to Helen, and Helen, who was already a little tired, turned back curiously.

"Hello, this is Helen."

There was silence on the other side for 0.5 seconds, and a familiar and slightly excited voice came: "Helen, I'm Rachel, Rachel Burlington, do you remember me?"

A strange light flashed in Helen's eyes, she winked at Harry, walked to an empty office one after another, and pressed the button for public release.

"Oh, Rachel, of course I remember you," Helen looked at Harry, noticing the smile on the man's face had sunk, "General Manager of Avalon Medicine."

"Yes, Helen, I wonder if you still remember our agreement?"

"Promise?" Helen used a tone of sudden realization, "Oh, sorry, I've been too busy these days, I almost forgot to show you around Zoola's laboratory."

"Ah, did I interrupt your work?" Roxy's tone was apologetic and guilty.

Helen said with a smile: "No, no, I'm glad that you are willing to visit—by the way, you and your colleagues, do you have time these two days? I can arrange it."

The smile on Harry's face had all disappeared, he pursed his lips, and looked away. Seeing this, Helen reached out and held his arm reassuringly.

"My colleague, he's a little unwell. I let him go back to rest first. I'm the only one to visit, is that okay? Helen."

Harry's attention returned, and he looked a little surprised, and relieved.

"Sure, Rachel, what about tomorrow afternoon?"

Then the two quickly set a time and place to meet, and said goodbye happily.

Helen smiled confidently at Harry: "I can take her, Harry."

In the hotel room, Roxy said to Eggsy with the same confident smile, "I can take her, Eggsy."

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"Don't you really need me to go with you? Roxy?" Eggsy looked at his friend who was debugging the communication equipment, and there was no lack of concern for his friend's safety in his words.

"It's Arthur—don't doubt my ability." Roxy, who was wearing an executive suit, buttoned a brooch with a tiny camera on the collar of his coat unmoved, "Is that okay, Merlin."

"Yes, the reception is very clear."

Hearing Merlin's reply, Roxy nodded, and hid the special gun under the skirt of the suit, and put the lighter, a pack of cigarettes, lipstick and moisturizing spray into the LV handbag. Developed grenades, guns, electroshock weapons and stun sprays.

"I can't believe Merlin would agree to let you go alone." Eggsy said a little dissatisfied.

"I'm not alone." Roxy said very calmly, "Merlin will monitor the whole process, and has arranged three support teams around there. If necessary, we can take control of the research center within 5 minutes. "

Although he disagreed, Eggsy could no longer refute this arrangement, he nodded and said, "OK, you are Arthur, everything is up to your arrangement."

"Exactly." Roxy gave him a haughty smile.

After Roxy left, Eggsy began to pack his luggage and prepare to return to London according to the order, but suddenly received a communication request from Merlin, and he turned on the communication suspiciously.

"Merlin?"

"Eggsy, I'm using a private communication frequency now, don't leave New York for now, I need you as the fourth emergency support team."

"Roxy doesn't know about this arrangement?"

"Well... I think it's better for her not to know for now." Merlin's tone sounded clear about the dispute between the two young people last night.

Eggsy didn't want to argue, but instead asked, "Why did you do that?"

"Just in case, Eggsy." Merlin stopped joking. "You and I both know the way Harry behaves. He'll strike when he sees a target."

"I know." Eggsy nodded, he naturally knew that under the seemingly gentle skin was a sharp sword.In the youth's subconscious, the sword has long been his belief, guiding him to become a better person, representing loyalty, justice and invincibility.

The young knight had such a dream, hoping that one day he could become his companion, become Kingsman's knight, and stand by his side to fight side by side with him.

Harry had high hopes for him.

Now, he has become Kingsman's knight with outstanding performance, a legendary one, but the other side stands on the opposite side of Kingsman, his faith has been shaken, if it is not for the remaining rationality to remind him that something unusual must have happened to Harry , he thought he would inevitably choose indulgence again to escape reality.

Neither the logistics officer nor his best friend would understand that his affection for the knight was not some twisted love, but a mixture of all the good emotions that are necessary in life.

He won't give up on Harry, just like Harry didn't give up on him back then.

"What do you want me to do, Merlin," he asked.

"Turn on the computer at hand, connect to the following address—and be quiet."

Kingsman has its own dedicated satellite for communication transfer, positioning and monitoring, and will not lose contact even in mountainous areas, unless there is an area that physically blocks all wireless signals.

Eggsy saw the image coming through Roxy's brooch almost immediately, his friend was about to arrive at the appointed place, Dr. Helen Li was already waiting by the side of the road, but there was no sign of Harry nearby.

Roxy also said to Merlin before getting out of the car, "I didn't see Harry."

"Stay alert, Arthur."

After Roxy and Helen met, both women were very affectionate, and they gave each other a hug.

Helen led Roxy into a battery car and gave the driver the code name of an area. The battery car drove to the rear factory area that Eggsy had never been to before. With Helen's work permit, the vehicle passed three security checks and finally stopped at a building with only In front of the two-story dome building, the exterior wall of the building is a full mirror design. From the perspective of the monitor, Eggsy can't see any windows.

"There's something queer about this house, Arthur," Merlin said.

Roxy also faintly felt this way, she was a little confused, looked at the house and asked, "Where is this?"

"This is our project monitoring room, and all finished projects have to go through here." Helen introduced to her with a smile.

"Oh, is it really okay for me to watch this?" Roxy said flattered.

"Of course no problem. The core technology in the research and development process is what the company needs to keep secret." Helen's understatement made Roxy unable to raise objections. She smiled slightly, "Get out of the car, I promise you will like what I show you later thing."

"That sounds very attractive." Roxy got out of the car with a happy expression, and walked into the research center side by side with Helen.

Eggsy's screen flickered for a while, leaving only a snowflake, and he was shocked for a moment:

"Merlin—"

"Calm down, Eggsy, it's just that the video feed is blocked."

Almost immediately, Helen's voice came out of the monitoring frequency, but it was a bit intermittent and very unclear.

"By the way, Rachel, in order to ensure that the equipment in the monitoring center can operate normally without interference, the exterior walls of the house are specially made of materials that shield radio signals. All personnel entering here need to put down their mobile phones. I hope you can understand."

No voice from Merlin was received, and the communication had been blocked. This situation was beyond their expectations. Roxy thought that since the communication had failed, it would be useless to keep the mobile phone, so she took out the mobile phone as the other party wished, and followed the regulations. Remove the power supply and hand it over to the property management personnel.

She didn't take off the brooch and earrings, and Helen didn't seem suspicious either. Seeing that she had put down her phone, she motioned for her to go in with him. Roxy secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but doubt Helen's involvement in the behaviors they were concerned about. A little less, after all, if she participated, she would always feel a little guilty, so how could she easily fool herself.

She tidied up her collar casually. Although the communication was disabled, the video recording function of the brooch was still there. She had to take as many pictures as possible of the situation here.

Helen, who didn't notice anything, led Roxy to the elevator, and reached the passage on the second floor. The doors of some rooms were only half closed. When passing by, Roxy took the opportunity to glance at the next room, just like the outer wall of a house. There are no windows of any kind in the rooms, and the people who work here are almost isolated from the world.With no communication equipment, no windows, and shielded from all radio signals, they have no way of communicating with the outside world.

"The predecessor of Zoola was a small drug research institute, which specialized in providing rehabilitation drug testing services to some pharmaceutical factories, and provided reports to the pharmaceutical manufacturers after the results were obtained."

"That's not a good job."

Helen nodded: "Yes, the pharmaceutical side often deletes and modifies the above content according to their needs. Either offend the pharmaceutical side, or be condemned by the pharmaceutical association, or even condemned by public opinion."

"Is that why you changed the direction of your business?"

The two came to a special door, which was thicker and wider than other laboratories. Helen swiped the employee card and the green light came on.

Helen shook his head: "This was the decision after John's capital injection. I don't know why he had the courage to take this risk. After this decision, he formed the first R&D team, and I joined at that time .” She pushed open the door and ushered Roxy in.

Behind the door is a room almost the size of an auditorium. The room is divided into two spaces by a row of glass. One side is the area where they come in. It only occupies a small part of the room. There is basically nothing in it, only at the end A white table is placed, and a 30-inch touch-screen monitor is placed on it, which shows the temperature row by row.

Roxy guessed that it was surveillance for another area, and she guessed that there might be information she wanted in it, but she couldn't make it obvious now, so she turned her attention to the other side of the glass and said, " I have read your previous papers, where the inferences about cells are very bold."

The space on the other side of the glass is much larger than this side. There are rows of breeding boxes inside. Almost all of the boxes contain experimental white mice. There is a label on each box. There is a drug sample in front of them, including small bottles of transparent injections, capsules and tablets, and test tubes farther away.

Helen was very happy to hear Roxy's evaluation, and she showed a very sweet smile.

"Oh, the cell itself is very wonderful. It is both group and singular. It has no thought but instinct, but it dominates all our thoughts and behaviors."

Roxy focused on the table on the far left. On it was a small bottle of clear liquid medicine. The brand said "Ulcerrepair", but most of the experimental cages were empty, and the label number also stopped at PN-02373 up.

"That sounds fascinating—" Roxy pointed at the cages and asked, "Is this your first product? Why are they all empty?"

"Most of the experiments were disappointing, and the successful PN-02373 died of old age a year and a half ago. It's something we've spent a year working on," Helen said. It is hoped that the drug will be effective when used in the human body, and the possibility of side effects will be minimized while maintaining the effect of the drug.”

"A very humane idea."

"Every drug is developed in this way. The drug is used to relieve pain, not to transfer pain."

Roxy nodded. She saw labels such as "Selfrepair", "Limbregeneration" and "Cellmosaic" on the drug brands behind, and then she suddenly found that one of the tables was empty, and the experiment box behind the table was also empty. What made her even more strange was that the test box was only labeled on the first one, and the label of the medicine said "Generepair".

She had an intuition that there was something weird about it.

"Why is there nothing here?" Roxy asked pretending to be curious.

"This is a bold attempt for us."

"I saw only one label, did it fail?" Unexpectedly, Roxy saw Helen shake her head from the shallow shadow reflected in the glass, and she asked, "Is that a success?"

"No." Helen said regretfully, "The situation was critical at the time, his injuries were fatal, and we used up all the doses on him at that time—you know, all drugs that have not been tested successfully in clinical trials are not will go into production."

Harry Hart!The "he" she said was the former Galahad!The resurrection of the knight of the round table is indeed related to Zoola!

This discovery made Roxy almost scream with excitement.

Helen noticed her sudden abnormality, and asked strangely: "What's wrong with you?"

Roxy quickly collected himself, and hurriedly asked: "You mentioned 'him' just now, is this directly used on the human body without experimentation?"

Helen smiled meaningfully, and said, "Oh, you seem to have caught Zoola's pigtail, so next time you negotiate with our boss, you will have a bigger bargaining chip."

Roxy rolled his eyes and said, "Then I need to know more about 'his' project."

Helen looked at his watch and said, "Would you like to come to my office and I can make you a pot of tea."

Roxy gladly accepted the invitation. Ten minutes later, Roxy sat on the soft sofa and watched the mysterious and beautiful female doctor skillfully fiddle with the Chinese tea set. When hot water was poured into the pot, white water mist curled up, and the fragrance of tea filled the room. I remembered that Helen's information mentioned that half of this outstanding woman's blood came from that mysterious ancient country in the East.

"Try it."

Roxy took the teacup and took a sip.

"how is the taste?"

"great."

"This is Keemun black tea from Anhui Province, China."

Watching Helen fill her up again, Roxy took another drink and asked casually, "Does every branch of Zoola have a signal-shielding building like this?"

Helen nodded: "Yes, some of our instruments are very sensitive, and radio signals will affect their normal operation."

That's probably why, Roxy thought, that damn calling card had almost no effect on Zoola.

Helen nodded again with a smile, then put her hand on the back of her hand and said, "Rachel, are you tired? Sleep for a while?"

Roxy shook his head, then slumped down on the table and remained motionless.

Fifteen hours later, at Kingsman's headquarters, Merlin played the video Roxy had brought back to the mission duo.

Roxy passed out on Helen's desk. Seeing this scene, Merlin and Eggsy became nervous, while Roxy looked normal, but the next scene surprised them.

Helen walked around the desk and let Roxy lean on the sofa. She took off her white robe first, and then started to undress Roxy.The jacket with the brooch was first untied and placed on the desk, followed by the suit skirt with the shirt on top of the jacket, blocking half of the camera, followed by shirts, bras, stockings,