Do You think I'm a washing machine

After some searching, Yan Dongxu didn't find any useful information.

Then he searched for the words "Gene medicine".

This time, he did find some useful information.

Several years ago, the R&D team of Xiamu Bio-pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. had released a message.

They wanted to research Gene medicine to treat fatal diseases like cancer.

At that time, this matter was hugely popular, so news from those years was still preserved online after so many years.

At that time, the biopharmaceutical company recruited trial subjects, offering 500,000 yuan per person.

Many people were tempted when they saw the news.

But few people met the requirements to be trial subjects.

Because they only wanted patients with terminal illnesses.

This was undoubtedly signing a life-and-death contract with the pharmaceutical company, also a contract selling one's life.

But for people with terminal illnesses, this money was like a pie falling from the sky.

They could leave this money to their families, and it would also settle the worries in their hearts. At least their families could have a good time for a period.

The research and development of Gene medicine had been ongoing continuously over the years, never stopping.

But it gradually changed from high-profile to low-profile.

So it gradually faded out of the public eye.

Recently, the police seemed to be watching Xiamu Bio-pharmaceutical Co., Ltd.

This company was not only in Jiangning City, but the seminar held recently was also near their home.

Could it be that last night's gunfight was really related to this pharmaceutical company?

After getting a superficial understanding, he decided to try to get more information out of Lin Xia when she came.

Then it wouldn't be too late to hand this information to the police later.

Knock knock knock!

The craftsman coming to take measurements arrived before Lin Xia.

After finishing the measurements, the craftsmen didn't leave. They made a phone call and had the shop directly deliver the windows.

While waiting, the workers started chatting with him enthusiastically.

"Yan Dongxu, I know you. You're quite popular recently. I was still watching your videos this morning."

"Oh, yes." Yan Dongxu responded awkwardly.

While talking, the two workers took out their phones and asked him for selfies.

If he hadn't seen these two guys at the shop earlier, he would have thought they were paparazzi disguised as workers.

After putting up with them for a while, the two guys saw that Yan Dongxu was impatient, so they didn't continue asking.

But their impression of Yan Dongxu was very good, because he was either getting water for them or handing them cigarettes.

He didn't put on any airs at all, and was especially friendly, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

"No wonder you're so popular. Kid's not bad at all. I've also installed glass and windows for rich people's homes before."

"They would look at you with contempt, putting on airs like they were royalty, and wouldn't even talk to you properly."

"Sometimes I'd endure it if I could, but if I couldn't, I'd curse their ancestors. At worst I'd lose one job, so what."

"They have money, but they're still just people. I'm not here begging. I make a living with my skills."

"All people are equal, they have no respect at all. They'll be stuck up their own asses."

After the worker's rant, Yan Dongxu also felt he was right.

But the world was sometimes unfair.

There were many people not worth a single Chinese character, and there was no need to get angry at those kinds of people.

While waiting, Lin Xia arrived.

When the two workers saw Lin Xia, they were immediately terrified, turning pale.

Because they had seen the news that Lin Xia was one of the superhumans who had killed the armed gangsters.

That was fifty lives! On average, Lin Xia must have taken at least five lives, right?

"Little brother, we won't take this job anymore. Please spare us."

The two guys' legs trembled, seeming about to kneel down.

Yan Dongxu was both speechless and wanted to laugh.

"It's fine, it's fine, she's regular army, not a bad person, won't randomly kill good people."

He quickly explained to soothe the workers' terror.

"Why did you call me here? This window was my captain's handiwork, right? Hahaha!" Lin Xia said with a laugh.

"Of course it was. He even wanted to call someone to replace it for me. I thought I could handle this little thing myself."

"But I can't deal with the bloodstains on the mattress and sheets, so I thought of you."

Yan Dongxu put on an expression like you can get started.

"I walked five blocks to get here. I didn't even finish my spicy noodles! You think I'm a washing machine?"

Lin Xia complained, but she really did clean up the bloodstains.

A bottle of mineral water flew out and landed on the bloodstains on the bed.

The bloodstains on the bed dissolved into the water, and soon it was completely clean.

"As expected of you!"

Yan Dongxu gave a big thumbs up.

The two workers next to them were so shocked their jaws nearly fell off.

It was their first time seeing superpowers in person, anyone would be extremely surprised.

"Ah, life is hard." Lin Xia pouted.

Yan Dongxu leaned in jokingly, "Have you really not considered researching opening a laundry business? At your speed, you'd make tens of billions a year. Get rich quick."

"Pfft! I'm not a money-grubber like you. We have higher aspirations. Money is no different from paper to us."

Lin Xia sat in the gaming chair fiddling with the computer.

She happened to see the content Yan Dongxu had searched.

"Oh, you're quite interested in our affairs. You even looked up Xiamu Bio-pharmaceutical. How interesting."

Lin Xia said with a smile as she looked at the content on the webpage.

Yan Dongxu thought, sure enough she took the bait.

He had deliberately left the webpage open to see what Lin Xia's reaction would be when she saw the content on it.

He didn't expect he had guessed right, Xiamu Bio-pharmaceutical did have issues.

"Today at the hospital I heard Dusen..."

He wanted to guide out more information, but Lin Xia waved her hand to stop him.

Lin Xia gave him a look, glancing at the two workers.

Yan Dongxu instantly understood that this matter could not be known by others.

He forcibly suppressed his curiosity, and after the windows arrived and the installation was complete, he paid and sent the workers away before eagerly asking, "What exactly happened last night?"

"What is Gene medicine? What is Death Coffin? What is the relationship between these and Xiamu Bio-pharmaceutical?"

After throwing out a series of questions,

Lin Xia smiled slightly, "I'm debating whether I should tell you. But telling you won't hurt, sooner or later you'll become a top soldier of our Firefox Team."

"Gene medicine is a medicine that can awaken superpowers in ordinary people, but it has strong side effects."

"After taking it, there is an 80% chance of death, 10% chance of no change, 5% chance of deterioration of the body, and 5% chance of awakening superpowers."

"The original developer of this medicine came from Death Coffin, an unscrupulous superhuman organization."

"It is also the Superhuman Alliance's greatest enemy. In addition to looking for newly awakened superhumans, each superhuman team also has the mission of capturing and hunting down superhumans who have joined Death Coffin."

"As for Xiamu Bio-pharmaceutical Co., Ltd., it was just discovered to be a base created by Death Coffin for producing Gene medicine."

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