Jingtai Garden is located in the northwest of the city. Which one is the high-end luxury residential area where the house price has been speculated to astronomical figures.

Holding the phone numbers of the housekeeping service company and employer, he reviewed the community security guards for nearly half an hour with contempt and contempt. Fang Jie, who was finally confirmed to be unmistakable, then he pushed the worn-out bicycle carrying cleaning tools and slowly walked into the community gate.

When he pressed the doorbell, a grey and gray face appeared from behind the thick security door with a melodious and melodious sound of electronic synthesized music. He was stunned at first, and when his eyes fell on the few eye-catching white characters "Huikang Housekeeping" on Fang Jie's work clothes, he immediately became aware. He quickly turned sideways and opened the door and let it into the room.

"Young man, clean the study first! I have a document waiting to be used. If the study is not freed up, I can't work!"

The old man wearing a gray home clothes was very kind. He held the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and pointed to the water dispenser behind the door: "Do it yourself if you are thirsty, don't be so restrained."

Jiang Wanqi smiled faintly, without saying much, and just nodded slightly. She picked up a plastic bucket full of cleaning utensils and walked into the bathroom. She filled half a bucket of water and put a few drops of detergent liquid. She slowly walked into the study where the door wall was covered.

There are not many things in the house. Apart from four or five huge mahogany bookcases surrounded by walls, there is only a spacious oak table and chair placed in the center of the room. A small basin of rock bonsai placed in front of the table also shows a strong sense of bookishness.

Wrist the rag and carefully wiped the various utensils in the house. When they were cleaned up to the table, Fang Jie's eyes were also attracted by the messy paper pages piled on the desk.

It was a copy of the entire English document. Due to the lack of binding, the scattered paper pages were spread all over the table. At first glance, it looked like a pile of useless and discarded garbage.

Looking at the information picked up in his hand, Jiang Wanqi's mouth also faintly showed a faint smile that was hard to detect.

He was very familiar with this document. It was a paper about genetics half a year ago. He didn't expect to see a complete copy here.

"Oh no! Oops! Look at my brain, I really forgot about this."

Just as Jiang Wanqi had just sorted out the information in his hand and placed it on the table, the old man sitting in the living room reading the newspaper seemed to remember something, and muttered in annoyance and walked into the study quickly. He picked up the document on his desk and flipped it quickly in his hand. His eyes, which were originally full of anxiety, also showed a slight doubt and surprise look.

The old man is named Su Hong. He is the vice president of the municipal hospital. He has also studied genetics quite well. This information is a complete version of him obtained through the Internet. He also appreciates some of these views. While resting in the living room, he suddenly remembered that the documents placed on the table had not been sorted out. If they were thrown away by housekeepers as garbage, it would be a big loss.

What surprised him was that the medical materials were not kneaded into waste paper as he imagined. Instead, they carefully sorted out the pages and pressed them on the desk with paperweight. Moreover, the order in them was not messy at all.

Su Hong remembered very clearly that the documents were not bound. Instead, they were placed scattered on the table. For those who do not have any English skills, this information is like a heavenly book. Especially some rare medical terms, even if they are not a university medical professor, it is difficult to understand. However, the documents that were originally messed up by themselves were actually sorted out in sequence. This surprised him.

There is no digital encoding on the page. The only explanation is that the organizer can understand this document.

But, does a housekeeping company's cleaning staff really have such a high level of English skills?

Looking at Jiang Wanqi standing beside him wiping the glass of the bookcase, Su Hong's eyes, which were covered by presbyopia lenses, could not help but show a thoughtful look.

"Grandpa, I'm back!"

Just at this moment, with the sound of the door lock twisting, a girl about sixteen or seven years old appeared at the door of the study. Jiang Wanqi subconsciously turned her head, and suddenly, she was wiping the arm of the bookcase, and then she stumbled slightly.

The girl is very beautiful. The plain skirt looks elegant and fresh when worn on her body. Between her slender legs and the belt on the waist of the skirt, you can see a little smooth curve. From the exposed skin on the shoulders, it is as tender as condensed fat. On the slightly convex bulge on her chest, it shows that only girls have blue Χ.

Jiang Wanqi has not seen a beautiful woman before. However, this is the first time he has seen a fresh and elegant girl like this. Especially the pink facial features and the faint coldness between his eyebrows and eyes. It is not comparable to any woman he knows about.

"My granddaughter, Su Yushuang."

Under the introduction of the old man, the girl with a cold face nodded slightly at him without saying a word. She turned around and walked into the room and gently closed the door.

After cleaning from Jingtai Garden, it was already evening. Jiang Wanqi got a few pre-ordered lenses from an eyewear shop near the company. Then she rode her bicycle and bought a lunch box along the way, and returned to a small house he rented in the suburbs of the city.

Close the door, pull up the thick curtains, connect a hundred-watt filament lamp in front of the socket at the head of the bed, and then use a black paper roll to form a conical hood on the light bulb. Then he took out the lenses in his pocket, and placed them on the old wooden table with a gray-yellow canvas schoolbag.

There were not many things in the bag. There were only some simple tools and a thin round barrel converted from hard shell cardboard. The polished lenses were carefully embedded at both ends of the cylinder. After careful debugging, a crude, simple, but barely available microscope barrel appeared in his hands.

Jiang Wanqi took out a small scalpel and slashed it hard on his left middle finger. Suddenly, a ball of bright red blood beads that gradually grew larger from the end of his flat fingers. He quickly grabbed the glass slide he had prepared and gently pressed it in the center of the wound. Then, he used another slide to tightly close it together. Then he slowly brought the blood sample sample under the lens.

The display function of handmade lenses is certainly not as good as that of precision electronic instruments. However, under the strong light, they can also show some blurred marks.

The white blood cells in the blood no longer have that outrageous feeling of hunger. They are very calm and slowly float in the light red liquid, like clusters of cotton objects of strange shape.

After looking at the homemade microscope for a long time, after finally confirming that the cell state had not changed at all, Jiang Wanqi then happily threw the lens barrel in her hand, took out a few cheap fruit candies from her top pocket, peeled off the beautiful wrapping paper and put it in her mouth. Her slightly tired eyes fell on the plastic lunch box in a corner of the wooden table, and she did not leave for a long time.

He was very hungry, but he had no desire to eat.

He didn't even smoke another cigarette for more than two weeks. It's really unimaginable for a person who has been smoking for decades.

He became very fond of eating candy.

He could finally understand why Lawrence at that time showed an almost greedy preference for sweet jam.

Everything comes from this strange cell.

Chewing the half-broken candy in his mouth, Jiang Wanqi took out a glass test tube that used cork to plug the bottle from the dark lattice on the inner wall of the wooden table. She stared silently under the shadow of the blocked light.

A small piece of gray matter the size of a fingernail lies in the round transparent tube wall.

That was a little "skin" he cut from the surface of his mutated body.

This thing has extremely high hardness. Cutting the knife made of pure steel can only stir up a few shining sparks. Fang Jie also used his alienated sharp claws to remove such a small piece from himself.

Under a simple homemade microscope, he had observed this hard mass countless times. The dense cells pile up layer by layer, forming a clever and orderly combination. The density caused by repeated stacking is terrible. The final result is that his skin is invulnerable and hard as steel.

He gave the thing a name: "Bio armor".

In the drug delivery room of St. Thomas Hospital that day, the gray armor attached to the skin surface was almost instantly completed. However, the thing under the microscope showed that it was completely made up of cells after death. This was also the key that Fang Jie felt incomprehensible.

Any cell will die. For example, the nails on the human body are composed of dead cells. However, cell death has a considerable time pattern. In this way, he has never even heard of the cells covered by the surface of the body.

The most amazing thing is that it can actually change the metabolism in the body and make itself rejuvenated.

This is by no means a younger face in the pure sense. Jiang Wanqi has tested that regardless of physical strength, energy, body flexibility and strength, it has far surpassed that of nearly 40 years old. Her body has been replaced from inside to outside to become a twenty-year-old young man. The only difference is probably that the knowledge and experience contained in the brain still maintain the age-old and mature middle-aged man and the wisdom that will only appear after time accumulation.

If he was surprised by the younger generation, then the other transformations of the cells made Jiang Wanqi dumbfounded.

For months, he has been testing the changes in his body with various methods.

He can use two fingers to crush the hardest rocks, or break steel pipes as thick as arms with bare hands.

From Dongguan to Kunming, there is a considerable distance to run. Even in the barren mountains and wilderness full of obstacles, the journey reaches a terrifying value of 80 kilometers per hour.

The most terrifying thing is your own brain. It only takes nine to two seconds to read a book called "Cihai" which is nearly a thousand pages thick. As for the content, I have long been remembered.

Strength, speed, vision, memory, reaction... all kinetic energy characteristics possessed by humans have been greatly improved. Fang Jie estimated that the comprehensive value was almost fifty times higher than that of ordinary people.

This is due to the calculation that the gray thyroid substance does not cover the body's condition. He believes that if the biological armor is activated, the comprehensive ability of the body's explosion will be higher. After all, jumping from the height of the 36th floor without any injury is already beyond the limit that the human body can bear.

A crude homemade microscope must not be able to interpret everything that is happening to you. If you want to know more secrets, you must rely on more sophisticated research instruments.

The cleaning of Jingtai Garden is still going on. Only by living in seclusion in a normal way can we avoid attracting the attention of the outside world. Moreover, Jiang Wanqi does need that little salary to maintain her daily life needs.

...

When he pressed the doorbell, he appeared on the face of the old man behind the security door, and still had a very comfortable and kind smile. Under the thick reading glasses, he also faintly emitted meaningful gazes.

On the mahogany desktop in the study, there were several unpacked medical books. The thick hard-crust notebook was neatly filled with Latin terms and related notes. Below the copper paperweight next to it, there were several untranslated full English materials.

Jiang Wanqi didn't say much. As usual, she fed half a bucket of clean water and started her day's work. Soon, when he walked out of the room with various cleaning tools, the messy desk had returned to its original neat appearance.

"Are you tired? Come on, come on, sit down and have a glass of water and have a rest."

A cup of steaming tea was already placed on the wooden table in the living room. Jiang Wanqi, who could not resist the kindness of the owner, thought for a moment, wiped the water stains on her hands, picked up the beautiful blue and white porcelain cup and sniffed it slowly.

"Young man, you have a solid foundation in English! Which university do you study in?"

Su Hong smiled and raised his own problem. He deliberately did all kinds of English materials in the study. Nowadays, all the documents are still sorted and classified in an orderly manner like last time. This also shows again that the young man in front of him does have quite good English skills. In addition to his identity as a worker in the housekeeping company and his age who looks only about twenty years old. He naturally thought that this was a young man who was poor from a family and had to rely on working and studying because of his livelihood.

Jiang Wanqi was stunned. He reacted quickly and immediately came to his senses and followed the other party's words and said a few perfunctory words. Unexpectedly, this further affirmed the old man's preconceived views and guesses about him.

"How much can I get in a month when working in a housekeeping company?"

"No food and accommodation, six hundred yuan."

Hearing this, Su Hong nodded as if he had some insight, then smiled and said, "I have a job here, but I wonder if you are interested?"

"Oh! What's the job?" Jiang Wanqi was a little surprised.

"My little granddaughter, you saw her last time." The old man's eyes were full of concern and consultation: "This girl is in the first year of high school this year. Her parents are not around, and I am busy in the hospital. Can you...can you take two hours every night to help her tutor her English? If possible, I will give you a monthly fee of 1,000 yuan. Haha! I wonder what you think?"

Tutoring English? Tutoring?

Jiang Wanqi did not respond directly. He was stunned on the surface, and he was already thinking quickly in his mind.

He was surprised that Su Hong was old enough to see people. However, this is indeed a very good job. The salary of 1,000 yuan is also rich enough. Especially for himself who is increasingly fond of sweets and candy, if he wants to buy these things, he needs more money.

Moreover, the less contact with the outside world, the less chance of being discovered by the FBI, the safer you are.

"Okay! I'll give it a try!"

At seven o'clock in the evening, Jiang Wanqi, who had arrived as promised, pressed the doorbell of Su's house again. After welcoming him, the old man gave a brief introduction to him and hurried to the hospital for duty.

The color of Su Yushuang's clothes seems to be so monotonous. Compared to the last time she met, she was still wearing a light-colored cotton suspender skirt. Her white arms stretched out tenderly from the braided shoulder straps, revealing a heart-wrenching pink. Her slender legs, against the round knees and ankles, show the unique lightness and agility of the girl. Especially the two rows of toes that are densely arranged at the front of the soft slippers, will always be upward mischievously, as if a group of lovable lively elves.

In sharp contrast to this, the girl's face was extremely indifferent. She seemed to not smile at all. Even when Su Hong introduced her tutor, she nodded slightly. She was so cold that she seemed like a piece of ice in a human shape.

Looking at the beautiful girl sitting opposite, Jiang Wanqi couldn't help but smile and shook her head.

With the title of PhD in psychology, he knew very well that Su Yushuang's personality was not unique to women. It was a psychological disease of autism. People with such diseases often lock themselves in a specific environment. They do not actively contact the outside world, and reject any external information. Over time, the subconscious psychological imprisonment formed on the outside is manifested as a unique cold temperament.

The treatment of autistic patients is a very subtle process. Deep in their hearts, there is an unknown entry point for thinking. As long as this key is found and the level of consciousness is induced, they can walk out of the completely confined space and return to their normal psychological state.

"English is something that is really a headache but has to force it."

Jiang Wanqi's muttering made Su Yushuang stunned when she heard this. She was surprised to see that this young man, who was a few years older than her, suddenly closed the textbook in her hand. She pulled a piece of white paper from the table and used a pencil to outline the curved and twisted lines like earthworms on the smooth paper. Soon, these strange lines that seemed meaningless had been connected to each other and became a pattern that she was quite familiar with.

It is a map of the British Isles. There is also a French coastline that is opposite to it.

"In the middle of the fifth century AD, three barbarian tribes, the Anglos, Saxons and Jutes, occupied the British Isles, which originally belonged to the Roman Empire. Since the three tribes were basically in languages, they all used a Nordic inscription called Junik. Therefore, during the mutual war and development, these barbarian tribes eventually formed the English nation. The dialects they used gradually merged, and a new language emerged: Anglo-Saxon. This is the original form of ancient English."
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