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On the way out of the lab, he called Hans.
"I have solid evidence," Lynn said, with unshakable determination in his tone, "Konos Lab is at the center of this conspiracy. Let's do it."
Soon after.
Rain slapped the abandoned metal walls of the Konos Lab, and the dripping sound echoed in the empty building, which was particularly harsh. Lynn stood in the middle of the abandoned lab, his hands in his coat pockets, and scanned the scene in front of him coldly. Broken instruments and torn documents were scattered on the laboratory table, and there were traces of dragging on the floor. The refrigerator by the wall was open, and there was nothing inside.
"It's so clean that it makes people despair." Hans stood aside, frowning and kicking away a test tube rack on the ground, and the test tube fragments made a crisp cracking sound, "These bastards moved faster than ghosts. Someone must have tipped them off in advance."
"They can't run too far." Lynn walked to an empty refrigerator and gently ran his fingers over the edge of the door. His eyes swept over the water stains on it, which were traces left by the melting of condensate, proving that these devices were still running a few hours ago.
"But we don't have time to search one room at a time." Hans took out a piece of chewing gum from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth. "The Holy Blood Alliance is always like this, hiding while breaking clues into pieces like a puzzle. When we put them together, they have already moved to another place."
Lin En didn't reply, but squatted down, his eyes fell on a light bloodstain on the floor. He reached out and put on gloves, gently touched the bloodstain with his fingertips, and his brows frowned more tightly. "This is fresh."
"Blood?" Hans also squatted down and looked over his head. "This place was cleaned so cleanly, but there is still blood left?"
Lin En stood up, his eyes became sharp. "It means that their evacuation was not perfect. Someone was injured, or..."
"Or they brought some kind of 'experimental subject'." Hans said his unfinished words, with a slightly cold tone.
Lin En nodded and glanced around the laboratory. They could feel that although this place seemed to have been abandoned, there was still something wrong in the air, as if a secret operation had just ended.
Just then, a clear voice came from Lynn's intercom. "Agent Lynn, this is the external team. We found some strange traces outside the building, which may be tire marks."
Lynn picked up the intercom and said calmly: "Continue to investigate, record all the details, and don't miss any possible directions."
"Understood."
He hung up the intercom and glanced at Hans, "We can't waste more time here. Clean up the scene and take away all the traces and information that can be used."
Hans shrugged, "Okay, but I bet it's another dead end this time."
However, just as they were about to evacuate, Lynn's phone vibrated. He picked up the phone and glanced at the screen. It was a message from Rosa.
Return to the laboratory immediately, I have an important discovery.
Lynn stared at the message, his eyes changed slightly. He didn't say much, but said to Hans: "Let's go, we have to go back."
"What new tricks does Rosa have?" Hans asked, but he didn't complain much and immediately followed Lynn out of the laboratory.
In the early hours of the morning, the laboratory at the FBI headquarters was still brightly lit. Rosa stood in front of the main operating table with a solemn face, and the screen behind her was full of complex genetic data charts and chemical analysis results. Seeing Lynn and Hans come in, she raised her head and waved to them.
"Why did you call us back so urgently? What happened?" Lynn asked, her tone calm but with a hint of oppression.
Rosa didn't answer, but handed him a small transparent test tube. The test tube contained a light blue liquid, which reflected a slight fluorescence under the light.
"This is the last component extracted from Kevin's blood sample," she said, "It is a very special synthetic substance that has the characteristics of both a drug and a gene delivery medium. Simply put, it can not only temporarily enhance the power of the receptor, but also forcibly change the cell structure of the receptor-just like a virus."
"Virus?" Hans raised his eyebrows and took a step closer. "You mean, they are using this thing to transform ordinary people?"
"Yes." Rosa nodded, "And what's more terrifying is that this substance itself is not stable. It requires specific genes to work. The reason why Kevin's genes can react with it is because mutant gene fragments have been injected into his blood."
Lynn's eyes were cold, and he whispered: "Where are those gene fragments from?"
Rosa pressed a button, and a complex analysis report immediately popped up on the screen. "I tracked the characteristics of these gene fragments, and they are similar to the ability genes in several known mutant files - especially a gene related to strength enhancement and rapid self-healing. These characteristics... match a mutant codenamed 'Scarlet Butcher' with a matching rate of up to 85%."
"Scarlet Butcher?" Hans was stunned for a moment, "The guy who once turned Los Angeles upside down? Isn't he dead?"
"Yes," Rosa nodded, "At least according to official records, he is dead. But his genes have obviously been preserved and are now used in these experiments."
Lynn took a deep breath and asked calmly: "How stable is this thing?"
"Very low," Rosa replied, "that is, even if someone successfully injects it, they can only gain a short-term ability, and then there will be serious side effects, even causing gene collapse - Kevin's out-of-control is a typical example example."
"But what if they improve it?" Lynn continued to ask.
Rosa was silent for a moment, and then said, "If they found a better vector, or further optimized the gene adaptation mechanism, this kind of thing could completely change the pattern of a war. An ordinary person could have it in a short time. The power of mutants, and…it may not have side effects.”
"That's their goal," Lynn whispered, his tone as cold as steel.
Hans leaned against the operating table and rubbed his temples, "So they are not only making weapons, they are also trying to redefine the limits of ‘human’. What a bunch of lunatics."
"The question is, where are they now?" Lynn turned to Rosa, "Can we track their lab?"
Rosa shook her head, "I have used up all the data clues I can find, but the Holy Blood Alliance's movements are too clean, leaving almost no direct traces. But—" She paused for a moment, "This gene There is a special chemical marker in the sample, which is related to some of the past patented products from Konos Labs. I need more time to dig deeper, and maybe we can find their next location for action."
"Time." Lynn gritted his teeth, "Every step they are accelerating, and we don't have much time."
He turned to Hans, "Contact the field department and ask them to increase the investigation of Konos Laboratory and the Holy Blood Alliance's related strongholds. Also, keep a close eye on the movements in the West Side of Manhattan."
Hans nodded, "I understand. But I still think these bastards won't let us find them easily."
"They won't," Lynn's voice was low but cold, "but they'll make mistakes. And all we have to do is catch that mistake."
Under the light, Rosa's fingers ticked rapidly on the keyboard, while the data on the screen was still scrolling. Lynn stood aside, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, and he had already made the worst plan in his heart.
The streets of Brooklyn in the early morning were filled with a slight cool wetness, and the smell of last night's rain remained in the air. Lynn sat on the terrace of a quiet cafe, holding a cup of black coffee in his hand, his eyes falling on the front page of the newspaper. Although his expression was calm, he was still thinking about the clues of the Holy Blood Alliance and the Konos Laboratory.
The cafe is not big, with only a few small round tables on the terrace, and occasionally pedestrians pass by the street. Lynn loves this place, quiet and not too many people are disturbing, which allows him to enjoy a moment of breath before starting his busy day’s work.
"Hello, sir." A gentle female voice suddenly came from the side, interrupting his thoughts.
Lynn looked up and a blonde beauty was standing at his desk, with a polite and confident smile on her lips. She was wearing a slim windbreaker and a thin strap around her waist, which looked elegant and capable. Long golden hair spread over the shoulders, and blue eyes had a little naughty shine.
"Sorry to bother you, but I want to ask..." She pointed to the street not far away, smiling a little helpless, "My car broke down, and it happened to be a bit urgent today. If it is convenient, can you let me take a good ride? car?"
Lynn narrowed his eyes and looked at the sudden stranger. She looks harmless and even kind, but his years of experience tells him not to trust the surface easily. Especially in the recent tension, any sudden accident may hide deeper intentions.
"Is your car broken?" he asked in a low voice, without too much emotion in his tone.
"Yes, the tire has exploded." The beauty nodded, with a hint of embarrassment on her face. "I have called a repairman, but I probably have to wait for a while. I just saw you sitting here, thinking that you might go along the way, Do me a little favor.”
Lynn put down his coffee cup and glanced over the end of the street where there was indeed a car parked, looking like the door was open, as if checking the tires. He looked down at his watch. He had plenty of time. Although he felt something was strange, he did not refuse immediately.
"Where are you going?" he asked, his tone still calm.
"Just go to the central area of Brooklyn, not far from here." The blonde smiled and reached out to him. "I'm Kate, Kate Miller. I'm glad to meet you."
Lynn didn’t shake hands, just nodded, “Lynn.”
Kate's hand paused in the air and then quietly withdrew his hand. She didn't seem to mind Lynn's indifference and kept smiling, "Thank you, Lynn. This is such a trouble for you."
Instead of responding, Lynn stood up, picked up his coat and coffee cup and walked towards the parking lot. Kate followed him, his steps were light, and there was always a smile on his face.
Lynn's car is a low-key black SUV with a normal appearance but a modified interior with some extra safety features. He opened the door and sat in the driver's seat, waiting for Kate to get in.
Kate obviously noticed the configuration inside the car, and his eyes stayed on the dashboard for an extra second, but she didn't ask too much, but gently closed the door and tied up the seat belt.
"Thank you, Lynn." She glanced at him with sincere gratitude, "Not everyone will help a stranger on such a busy morning."
Lynn started the car and looked ahead with a focused look, "You are lucky."
Kate chuckled, "Really."
As the car drove onto the street, Lynn did not take the initiative to speak, while Kate didn't seem to like silence. She folded her hands on her knees and looked at him, "You don't look like someone who lives in Brooklyn for too long."
"Is that true?" Lin Neng's tone was plain, but his eyes were still staring at the road.
"Yes," Kaite nodded, "Your car is too clean, as if you are ready to go for some important task at any time. And..." Her eyes flashed through his chest, as if looking for something, "Your attitude is... … Focus. It feels like someone who is always planning the next move.”
Lin En turned his head slightly and glanced at her, and the corners of his mouth almost imperceptibly curled, "You observe very carefully."
"Professional habits." Kate shrugged and smiled relaxedly. "I am a reporter, or, to be precise, an investigative reporter."
"Reporter?" Lin En asked calmly, but she was even more alert to this woman.
"Well, although it's a bit old-school, I like to dig out the hidden truths. Everyone likes to listen to stories, and I like to find those stories that no one dares to tell." Kate raised his chin, with a little confidence in his eyes.
"So what story did you investigate?" Lynn asked casually, his tone still calm, but his eyes were always vigilantly scanning the rearview mirror and the situation around him.
"A lot of interesting things." Kate deliberately kept it a secret, and then said with a smile, "However, the focus recently is on some things about underground organizations. It is said that there is an organization called the Holy Blood Alliance near Brooklyn. Have you heard of it? ”
Lynn's fingers froze slightly, but he covered it up very well, his tone was not turbulent, "No."
"Really?" Kate raised his eyebrows and looked at him. "They are not ordinary criminal organizations. I heard that their actions are secret, but they control some of the resources of the black market, and even... some strange experiments. Are you sure you haven't heard of it? ”
Lynn did not answer, but accelerated the car a little faster. He didn't like being stared at, and he didn't like the way the woman in front of him suddenly mentioned the Holy Blood Alliance.
"Maybe it's just a rumor." Kate chuckled, as if he noticed Lynn's defense, and then changed the subject. "Actually, I don't hate Brooklyn's atmosphere. It's quiet and full of stories. Like you There are also many good people."
Lynn glanced at her coldly, "I'm not a good person."
"Oh? Then what are you?" Kate raised his eyebrows, with a little teasing in his tone.
Lynn did not answer, but slowly parked the car next to a street in the center of Brooklyn. He looked at Kate, his tone was plain and unquestionable, "You're here."
Kate was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Okay, thank you, Lynn." She untied her seat belt, opened the car door, and looked back at him, "Maybe we'll see you again."
Lynn didn't reply, just watched her get out of the car, then started the car again and drove away slowly.
Kate pushed open the newspaper's glass door, and the familiar noise immediately came to his face. The printer kept spitting out paper, the keyboard typing sounds one after another, and the phone ringing sounds almost stopped. The air in the news editorial room seemed to be tense forever, as if it was always ready to face the outbreak of a major event.
She walked towards her station with her windbreaker, and squeezed hard by two assistant reporters holding a stack of documents on the way, and avoided the interns with coffee. Everything seemed confused, but Kate was used to it all. Her steps were light, but with a hint of urgency.
"Kate!" a familiar voice shouted behind her.
She turned around and saw editor-in-chief Frank standing at the door of the glass office at the end of the office area, and waved to her. He is thin, gray in hair, but sharp in his eyes, like a sophisticated falcon. Although his tone is not very strict, it is impossible to ignore.
"Come in and have a chat," Frank said simply, then turned around and walked into the office, not even the door closed.
Kate took a deep breath, followed directly in. She walked into the editor-in-chief's office, hung her windbreaker on the back of her chair, and sat across from Frank.
"It looks like you're a little anxious." Frank looked up and moved his eyes from the documents in his hand to Kate's face. "It's not like you, Kate. The last time I saw you so impatient was because of that casino case."
Kate chuckled softly and spread the laptop he carried with him on the table, "Frank, I think we might have big news."
Frank raised his eyebrows and leaned on the back of the chair with great interest, "Oh? Big news? Sounds interesting. Tell me."
Kate's finger tapped his fingers on the notebook, and a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, "I've 'met' someone this morning. He's not simple."
"To be specific, Kate, I don't have time to guess riddles." Frank's tone was still relaxed, but his eyes were filled with some expectation.
"Linn." Kate said, his smile deeper. "FBI senior agents have his name in almost every major investigation. He is not an ordinary agent, but those who can always touch it. The core secret character.”
Frank narrowed his eyes slightly, obviously attracted by the name. "FBI senior agent? How do you know who he is?"
"I checked." Kate smiled. "After I met him on the street, I used some 'old methods'. Although his background is clean, he is closely related to the investigation of the Holy Blood Alliance. Moreover, his way of operation is very interesting - low-key, efficient, and never revealing information easily. He is obviously a difficult person to deal with, but because of this, he must know the most important secrets."