Chapter 1729 Let’s Play some Games

Women seem to be born with the gene of shopaholics. When two women go shopping, they can be described as ferocious.

Even a quiet girl like Wang Zhenzhen is no exception. It didn't take long for Jiang Hao to have a pile of large and small bags in his hands.

In the rest area of ​​the mall, there was a pile of paper bags next to Jiang Hao. The two women put him there to look at the bags and continued shopping.

On the shelf next to them, there were magazines for people to read. Jiang Hao glanced at it and found that there was a financial magazine among them. The cover character was Yamamoto Ryuichi. Jiang Hao took it and flipped through it.

There was a long article reporting on the situation of the Yamamoto Group, including various industries, etc. Yamamoto Ryuichi became a Japanese economic legend. Jiang Hao had already learned about these from the information he collected before.

The latter part of this report focused on Yamamoto Pharmaceutical, a pharmaceutical research company under the Yamamoto Group.

Yamamoto Pharmaceutical is a listed company. In recent years, Yamamoto Pharmaceutical, in conjunction with Professor Akiyama, the winner of the Nobel Prize in Physiology and Medicine, announced the development of a new therapy for immune cells to fight cancer cells, which has now entered the clinical trial stage.

The principle of this drug is to use the self-protection mechanism of virus and bacterial pathogens to attack cancer cells and kill them.

After this invention comes out, it will work on all cancers, including the most common lung cancer, stomach cancer, breast cancer, rectal cancer, etc.

As soon as this news came out, Yamamoto Pharmaceutical's stock soared, multiplied several times in more than a year, and made countless investors profit. Now each share has reached 4552 yen, which is a veritable star stock.

The report also said that if this drug is completed and officially put on the market, it is believed that Yamamoto Pharmaceutical's stock will have a leap-forward climb.

Jiang Hao discovered that the research institute of Yamamoto Pharmaceutical is in Kyushu, only two hours' drive from where they live.

Finally returned to the hotel in the evening, Ma Xiaoling and Zhenzhen looked at the package on the bed and cried happily, "It's so refreshing today. I bought everything I didn't buy before. It's so cool~~!"

"When I came back, I saw that those monks were no longer in the hall. It seems that they should have retreated in the face of difficulties." Jiang Hao said.

"It's best to leave, so as not to steal business." Ma Xiaoling said.

Putting down the things, Ma Xiaoling remembered the business, and called Jiang Hao to go around the hotel with him to see if they could find Chuchun's trace.

After a long circle, the compass needle did not move, Ma Xiaoling wondered: "Where did she hide? Has she left the hot spring hotel? Isn't she the earthbound spirit we guessed before?"

"Chuchun has been here for decades, maybe she has some means to save her life." Jiang Hao said.

No one found it, and they went back. Jiang Hao returned to his room and looked at the time. It was nine o'clock in the evening. Jiang Hao's body slowly sank into the ground and escaped from the hot spring hotel.

The place he was going to this time was Yamamoto Pharmaceutical.

It took him only twenty minutes to fly to the place after a two-hour drive. There was a factory area below, which was still brightly lit at this moment, and the pharmaceutical factory was still producing other drugs.

Jiang Hao did not go to the pharmaceutical factory, but came to the research institute, which was the focus of his attention. Jiang Hao came here for a clear purpose, to find the technical information of the new anti-cancer drug.

If the drug formula, chemical composition, and preparation process are leaked during the development period, how much of a blow it will be to a pharmaceutical company, Jiang Hao knows very well.

Jiang Hao used the invisibility technique and kept searching in the research building. At this time, there were still people working in the building, conducting various research experiments.

Finally, he came to the innermost laboratory, where the protection measures were obviously much more advanced than other places. Jiang Hao probed into it with his consciousness and found a middle-aged man doing experiments inside.

Jiang Hao's consciousness directly invaded the man's brain and cast a hypnotic spell. The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly became chaotic. He walked over in a daze and opened the door. Jiang Hao entered the laboratory with great ease.

Jiang Hao looked at his badge, researcher: Shi Yuanmu.

At this time, this guy was controlled by Jiang Hao's consciousness. Jiang Hao asked: "Which laboratory is the one that studies cancer immunotherapy drugs?"

"It's here."

"Where is the technical information?"

"In the computer."

"Can you open the computer?"

"I don't have permission."

Jiang Hao came to the server computer. He is now a serious computer expert, especially in cracking.

After more than ten minutes of hard work, Jiang Hao cracked the password on the server through the loophole and finally entered the server.

There were all research materials about "immunotherapy drugs" in it. Jiang Hao checked it, but as he looked at it, he found problems.

A lot of information was not complete, there was no molecular formula, no preparation method, but there were some strange experimental data.

But even these experimental data were incomplete.

What on earth is going on?

Jiang Hao looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "I ask you, have you developed that kind of "immunotherapy drug"? "

"All the information I know is here." The middle-aged man said.

Jiang Hao fell into deep thought. If it was just such information, it would be the same as nothing, unless they had another research base, or the information was stored somewhere else.

"Do you still have a research base?" Jiang Hao asked.

"There is a research room on the fourth floor underground, but I don't have the authority to go in." The middle-aged man said in a daze.

Jiang Hao took out a laptop, made a copy of the research institute's information, and exited the laboratory.

After he left, the middle-aged researcher woke up, blinked his eyes, and murmured to himself: "Why did I feel in a trance just now? It seems that I am tired from doing experiments. I need to rest for a while before working again."

Jiang Hao went underground and came to the laboratory through the underground passage. When he came out, he found that the basement was very large and full of various research equipment.

There was someone in a laboratory, so Jiang Hao hid himself there. When Jiang Hao saw what was going on inside, he was shocked because he found that several guys in white coats in this laboratory were all glowing with corpse aura.

Zombies!

Yes, these guys are all zombies.

Jiang Hao has now come into contact with several zombies, including Kuang Tianyou, Yamamoto Kazuo, Aken, and Bijia. The unified symbol on their bodies is corpse aura.

And there is a situation, that is, the lower the level of zombies, the heavier the corpse aura. For example, in Kuang Tianyou and Yamamoto Kazuo, the corpse aura dissipates very little, and Jiang Hao cannot detect it without careful observation.

Therefore, Jiang Hao guessed that the more advanced the zombies, the better they could control the corpse energy. Perhaps the zombie king generals had no corpse energy.

These people were doing experiments, and on a strong iron shelf in the center of the laboratory, a person was tied with a thick iron ring.

a man.

This man also has corpse aura, which is similar to the corpse aura of these guys doing experiments.

It's also a zombie, but this guy is chained to the bed, with tubes inserted all over his body. Some light green liquid flows out of those tubes. It can be seen from his expression that he is in pain now.

Someone took a tube of light green liquid, walked out of the laboratory, and then came to a new room, put the liquid into a separator, and the separator ran, and soon some transparent liquid was obtained.

He took the liquid to another room. There was a middle-aged man wearing glasses. He didn't know what he had added to the liquid. He took out a syringe and took a pipe.

The two came to another room, where there was a bed, and a man in his fifties was tied to the bed. At this moment, the man fell into a coma.

This was an ordinary person. From the aura on his body, Jiang Hao could tell that this person was seriously ill, probably lung cancer.

The middle-aged man wearing glasses injected the liquid into the man's body, and the two of them stood aside and waited to see the changes, ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes.

The old man who had been injected with liquid suddenly began to tremble violently, then opened his eyes suddenly and screamed in pain.

"Ahhhh~~!"

The man began to struggle violently on the bed.

Because of the iron hoop, he couldn't break free. In this way, the old man struggled for about an hour. Jiang Hao saw that his eyes became dull and black blood spilled out from the seven holes. Finally, he kicked hard and died.

The middle-aged man wearing glasses shook his head.

"Failed again."

"We have conducted countless experiments using zombie body fluids to extract cancer treatment drugs, but we still cannot eliminate the toxic side effects in the liquid."

"Anyone who receives treatment, even if the cancer cells can be controlled, even if the dose is small, if it is delayed for several months, the toxic side effects will eventually break out. This is simply not able to meet Mr. Yamamoto's requirements."

"Professor Matsumoto, Mr. Yamamoto said that the laboratory's public information only allows us to leave for another six months. During this six months, we must find the real 'immune gene.'" said the man next to him.

Professor Matsumoto took off his eyes, wiped them, put them on again, and said impatiently: "Of course I know, but the current situation is like this, what can I do? Isn't it just to raise the stock price and let the news out in advance? It can’t be ended.”

The middle-aged man looked at Professor Matsumoto coldly and said in a deep voice: "Professor, are you questioning Mr. Yamamoto's decision!"

Professor Matsumoto glanced at the middle-aged man, "Why, are you showing your loyalty? Ohawara, don't forget, we are two of the same level. You are the head of the institute and I am the chief researcher. If the mission fails, you cannot escape either." responsibility."

Ogawara looked ugly, but he couldn't refute these words.

Jiang Hao, who was hiding in the dark, witnessed everything before him, and he also understood the situation here. It turned out that Yamamoto Kazuo was using zombie blood to research cancer-causing drugs.

The idea that immune gene drugs can treat almost all cancers is a lie, but because it was started before, this lie can only continue to be told.

"Today's experiment will end here. I'm tired and have to go back and rest." Professor Matsumoto said, exited the room and took off his white coat.

Not long after, Professor Matsumoto arrived at the institute, got in his car, drove all the way to the city, and drove into a bar.

This bar is very hidden, but it is quite luxurious inside. After Professor Matsumoto walked in, a woman received him and directly gave him a red drink.

"Type O blood, today's new product." The woman said with a smile.

Jiang Hao was standing on the roof of the bar at this time. His consciousness swept over and found that there were more than a dozen zombies in the bar.

It seems that this is one of the gathering points for zombies.

If Yamamoto Kazuo wants to rule the world and turn the whole world into a zombie country, he must cultivate his own power, and this should be one of his strongholds.

Jiang Hao had a smile on his face.

I am getting closer and closer to my true image!

He did not enter the bar. Now was not the time to alert the enemy. He stood on the roof of the building, hiding his figure, and Jiang Hao waited.

About half an hour later, a guy wearing a leather jacket and dyed yellow hair walked out of the bar, spitted arrogantly, and got into his car.

Jiang Hao judged that this guy was a zombie through his breath. Jiang Hao followed him in mid-air. The man drove out for more than ten miles and stopped in a parking lot. Just after getting off the car, he found a man walking out of the shadows.

The yellow-haired man glanced and found that it was an ordinary person. He suddenly grinned, "It's really not satisfying to just eat some blood bags. This guy is just enough for me to have a full meal."

He swung the car keys and walked towards Jiang Hao, staring at Jiang Hao's neck, thinking about the angle to bite in the next second.

When the two were only four or five meters apart, the guy's eyes suddenly changed color, a pair of pupils turned white, opened his mouth, and revealed two sharp canine teeth.

He thought that the human in front of him would be scared and would scream and stagger away, but the man in front of him spoke.

"It turned out to be a white eye."

The yellow-haired man was stunned.

The next second, Jiang Hao had a Taoist talisman in his hand.

Corpse suppression talisman!

Snap~!

Jiang Hao moved extremely quickly, and the talisman was directly attached to the forehead of the white-eyed zombie, and the white-eyed zombie was immediately fixed.

At this moment, the white-eyed zombie felt infinite fear in his heart.

Why can't he move at all?

Who is this person in front of him? !

Jiang Hao smiled, tucked this guy under his armpit and disappeared quickly.

Next, he had to study this guy carefully. Knowing yourself and the enemy can win every battle. Before doing anything, Jiang Hao's favorite thing is to study the opponent thoroughly, so that he won't be in a hurry when he meets him.

Jiang Hao flew directly into the sky, and Huang Mao was even more shocked.

Fly~!

He was actually flying.

Could it be that the person who caught him was an immortal?

Finally, they came to a mountainous area, with no people around for dozens of miles. Jiang Hao put this guy down and said with a smile: "This is a good place. Let's play a few small games next."

Huang Mao just felt cold all over.

He already felt that he might be miserable next.