Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

In the car, Cangqiao Jianyi was fidgeting, staring at the back of the seat in front of him, estimating whether it would be possible to exchange his daughter by holding 'Luck' hostage.

He even considered how to do it well, and what to say to express his attitude if he succeeded, but he still didn't dare to take any action seeing that the other party didn't care about his gesture.

He finally understands, it's not like 'everything is under the control of these people', things are already under their control.

Chi Feichi quietly looked at the road through the front window, and kept silent, calculating the psychological pressure on Cangqiao Jianyi in his heart.

He wasn't afraid that Kenichi Cangqiao would attack him, if he really wanted to do it, Kenichi Cangqiao would definitely be the unlucky one.

The car stopped at a traffic light intersection, Kenichi Cangqiao felt that the car had stopped in place for a long time, and it seemed that every second was becoming more and more difficult, and finally he couldn't help but open his mouth, "Luck..."

Chi Feichi dug out a recording pen from the storage compartment in the front seat, "I don't like repeating questions twice."

Cang Qiaojian was taken aback for a moment, then understood what Chi Feichi meant, and said bravely, "The eight of us have all participated in the preservation of building information."

"What information did you collect specifically?"

"The location of the organizational building we have handled, the confirmed internal structure, and some inquiries from the supervisors are all uncertain building locations."

"Your purpose."

"Want to get more money from the organization...at least I do."

"Are they different?"

"No, it's the same with other people, but the guy from the boat is a bit strange. After he got the money, he didn't go out to squander or send it home like other people. Instead, he kept inviting us out for a drink. Once the boat went back after drinking too much, I happened to Passing by the door of the staff dormitory where I live, I saw him muttering to a picture, waiting for his brother to avenge you..."

"Do you think he is seeking revenge from the organization?"

"I'm not sure. It's just that the collection of organizational building information was brought up not long after he joined us. In addition, his attitude is really strange. I don't think it's right."

"Where are those things that record building information?"

"Lack, Caixiang, she..."

"After confirming that you are not lying, I will arrange for you to meet."

"Okay... because the organization only uses a tablet to record the construction drawings every time it is built, and it can't be copied or transferred, so we write down the drawings when we build, and then restore them by hand. The location of the building is marked in the lower corner of the drawing, and the house Sheng was worried that our copying of the drawings would be discovered by the organization, so every once in a while, we would transfer those materials to other places. Some time ago, we put the things in the house that Wusheng rented with someone else’s identity. The specific address is Room 202, 151 Harue-cho, Edogawa-ku."

"Have you ever made a backup?"

"No, sometimes we can't go back to the residence for a long time, and the residence is often moved. Wu Sheng is worried that the disk will be mixed with other disks, or it will be missed or discovered by others when moving, so we are not allowed to make a backup. , and paper documents are more reassuring, he asked each of us to take turns to draw and sign, to ensure that no one will tell the organization..."

"When will you go there?"

"If there is nothing to do, we will not go there. If there is a new engineering project, the person whose turn it is will take down the drawings and draw them, and then find an opportunity to send the drawn drawings over. People cover."

"Whose turn is it this time?"

"This time it's Funato..."

...

The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning.

Chi Fei stayed in the living room of No. 119, using his laptop to cut the surveillance video screens one by one to check the situation of the mice.

Last night, two of his mice miscarried again. As of this morning, only one mouse gave birth successfully, giving birth to nine pups, but their health was poor.

It was originally a sterile breeding, and the temperature, humidity, and nutrition of the mother mice were all adjusted to the best state. I have thought of all possible methods, but still six pups died.

Among the remaining three, there were two purple-eyed mice, and just now, one of the purple-eyed mice also died, and the other two were also in poor condition, so they might not survive.

"Ding dong, ding dong..."

The doorbell rang suddenly, and Gin's low voice came from the intercom, "Open the door."

From the organization platform database, Chi Feichi entered Gin Jiu's palmprint into the security door of the living room, and gave permission, "Come in by yourself."

The security door opened, and after Gin entered with vodka, he sat on the sofa without seeing anything.

"Luck, isn't Srivova here yet?" Vodka asked after sitting down.

"The shipment from Boston has arrived. He arranged for someone to pick it up early in the morning. It should be here soon," Chi Feichi temporarily looked away from the computer, raised his hand and pressed the water heater on the table to let the water heater turn on. Burning hot water, "Have you had breakfast?"

"No." Gin looked sideways at Chi Feichi's computer screen.

He would be a little more scruples about others, but forget about Lak, since everyone is so familiar, it's nothing to look at.

And since this guy puts the computer here, he doesn't care if others see it or not.

Vodka also said, "I came here just after waking up, and I haven't had breakfast yet."

Chi Feichi really didn't care about gin and wine and looked at his computer. He got up and went to the cabinet to get three bowls. Before returning to the table, he turned on the insulated rice cooker, and each of them filled a bowl of purple potato porridge.

Last night, when Gin said that they would meet at ten o'clock this morning, he thought that these two night owls would definitely not have breakfast, and Takatori Yannan arranged for someone to pick up the goods at five o'clock in the morning, and he probably hadn't eaten yet. I made more porridge, and even brought the rice cooker here.

Anyway, it’s hard to make food for one person. If you cook too little, you’ll almost be able to count the rice. If you cook too much, you can’t finish it. It won’t be fresh after a meal. Only when someone eats together does he want to make food... …

Qin Jiu glanced at the two motionless pups on the computer screen with no hair yet. He looked away speechlessly, decided to light a cigarette to calm down, and then stared at Chi Feichi serving the porridge, so as not to be thrown by Chi Feichi when he was not paying attention. Du, "What strange thing are you researching?"

"Don't look at the dead mouse," Chi Feichi put the spoon into the bowl and served the porridge on the table, "Cut to No. 11 surveillance."

"Oh, thank you, Luke," Vodka looked down, and couldn't help showing a silly smile on his face, "It looks really good!"

The porridge in the white porcelain bowl is bluish lavender, and the boiled rice grains can be seen faintly, coupled with the white porcelain spoon, it is delicate and elegant, and it also exudes a faint sweet fragrance, which makes people appetizing just looking at it.

I don't know if Lark lacks a younger brother... Uh, no, he won't betray his elder brother, but he can ask his elder brother to come and dig out more delicious food here in Lark.

Gin was not in a hurry to eat, so he cut the No. 11 surveillance camera, and saw a dying mouse lying inside. To his surprise, the mouse's half-closed eyes were purple, "How did you do that? ?”

"Gene entry," Chi Feichi didn't hide it, "I intercepted a gene in my body that is different from normal people but suitable for mice, artificially cultivated fertilized eggs, entered the gene and implanted it into the mother's body."

Vodka picked up the bowl, a little curious, "Isn't that the mouse with part of your genes?"

"You can say that." Chi Feichi also sat down beside him, ready to have breakfast.

"I didn't expect you to do this." Qin Jiu cut a few more cameras, and found that the boxes in other surveillance were either empty, or lay a litter of dead rats, "You plan to study your own problems? Did someone say that?"

"I've said it." Chi Feichi said, "I uploaded the method of gene entry to the organization platform, and the core personnel in charge of research can show it to them if they want to see it."

He just told that person this morning when the genetically-implanted mice were successfully born and the purple-eyed mice appeared.

Originally, I wanted to ask that person, whether the study of his hematopoietic stem cells had any results, whether his gene would cause the death of mouse fetuses, and only after I asked him did I know that some researchers in the organization have indeed proposed gene entry The idea, but no one has succeeded, and it is impossible to compare with his results.

Even the idea of ​​gene entry proposed by that person is generally not favored in academia, and it is considered too difficult to operate. Only the organization finds that person and is willing to spend money for that person to conduct research.

He had heard about the technology of gene entry in his previous life, and he was not considered an industry insider. Anyone who was interested in related news would know a little bit about it.

After all, gene entry is a type of gene editing.

In 1981, the first strain of mouse embryonic stem cells was established, and the scientifically targeted gene animal model was successfully obtained.

In 1997, the advent of somatic cell cloning of sheep made it possible to produce animal models for targeted gene editing.

And many years before his time travel, probably in 2012, CRISPR-Cas technology came out, which is regarded as the easiest and fastest method in this category, and the official successful gene editing finished product should be born in 2014.

Because he had heard about it in his previous life and saw the finished product when he sneaked into a certain laboratory to steal data, he didn't think it was strange, but he didn't expect that the gene entry program provided by Ark was so advanced. Judging from the current results, Ark provided him with In this way, CRISPR-Cas technology should be better.

As for how much he has advanced, he is not a person who has come step by step and has no idea, but is more concise, more stable, and more flexible. If there is no problem with his gene, so many pups will not die.

After all, the mice that entered other creatures were born and survived well.

Projects that have been researched by others for several years and have made weak progress can be reached here with little effort, cheap, simple and fast, but then again, the technology of the people is now around 2001, and the research of the organization is already advanced enough.

That person sent him the research results of that person in the morning, and the person who proposed these has already achieved preliminary results, but the method still has some minor problems and is not stable enough, and it will be perfected in about one or two springs and autumns.

In other words, if the world time is normal, the organization could have mastered the gene editing technology around 2003, which is about ten years ahead of the world's average technological level. In terms of pharmaceuticals, he can't predict that the organization has gathered a lot of crazy science. Here, there are too many ideas, financial support, and all kinds of weird drugs.

He just took advantage of artificial intelligence, and even Fang Zhou instilled the principles in him in the simplest and easy-to-remember way. While he was doing it, he basically mastered this technology.

What is gene editing good for? The treatment of genetic diseases and rare diseases is one of them, and it is absolutely useful for him to master.

And he not only provided this technology to the organization, his father had heard about it from Fang Zhou when he was experimenting, and he was already arranging experiments and providing data to Fang Zhou, so that Fang Zhou could calculate something more advanced.