Chapter 2038 Female Agent 11
Karak was unconscious until midnight. He woke up in the hospital and looked at the surveillance camera. He couldn't believe that it was him who was struggling to jump off the bridge.
"Calm down and remember." Xining was sitting on the chair next to the hospital bed, with a stern look on his face and a large bandage on his cheek.
"I don't remember anything." Seeing the ice pack she was holding, Karak hesitated for a moment, then reached out and gently peeled off the bandage on her face. When he saw the scratches on her face, he was shocked: " What did I do?”
"No fracture." She put the bandage on again, and the injury on the back of her hand was visible again. Although it was not hit, it was hit hard when it was overturned. The human body is fragile, even for a professional Forbol.
Karak held it and looked at the injuries on the back and side of his hand with distress, his face full of apology and pity: "I really can't remember anything."
The body owner also couldn't remember, but this time Karak's life was saved.
At this time, the phone rang, and Xining took out his hand to answer the phone. It was a call from Nathan, a colleague in the laboratory department. She asked her to test something immediately.
She turned on speakerphone so Karak could hear.
"Do you know what I tested?" Nathan would do this whenever he found something. Although he was usually quieter than a dead person, at this moment he was excited: "Nothing, Carol, everything that was found out Everything is non-toxic.”
Karak frowned and immediately felt pain in the muscles on his face. During the surveillance, he was beaten, and it seemed that his face was stained.
Nathan changed from his quiet normal state and chattered non-stop: "What's on the paper has almost evaporated. If you didn't say it, you wouldn't have thought of it at all. This guy is a master, an absolute master! I won't say more, I want to do more research. Dududu..."
After saying that, he hung up, probably continuing his research.
Xining just looked at Clark calmly: "Making advertising paper for diamonds."
Karak suddenly took a breath, Mrs. Rossi was indeed murdered. Since you can use hallucinogens to make him jump off the bridge, you can also make Mrs. Rossi take all the sleeping pills by herself.
The man expected that Clark would unpack the book, and he also expected that Mrs. Rossi would open the advertising letter.
But when he opened the book envelope, he was not alone...
In the restaurant at that time, the owner's colleague was sitting opposite, and there were many people in the whole restaurant. But the body owner went crazy and couldn't remember the situation at that time, just like Karak's current situation.
She also smelled the smell of the book. It was very pungent, but there was nothing strange about it.
Karak looked at himself, and Xining said slowly: "Use smell to have an effect on people, and it is targeted."
Karak was in disbelief: "Gene?!"
She added something more: "Similar to deadly pheromones."
Pheromones are also called pheromones and pheromones. Substances that can be excreted by the sweat glands of animals and detected by other individuals of the same species through their olfactory organs (such as accessory olfactory bulbs and vomeronasal organs), causing the latter to show certain behavioral, emotional, psychological or physiological changes.
pheromone is an information molecule used by species in the animal kingdom including humans, mammals, insects (bees, ants, moths) to communicate with each other and send out signals such as courtship, alertness, social interaction, and cooperation.
The pheromones emitted by men and women contain different ingredients, and the body odor emitted by different genes is also different. The opposite sex will use the body odor to use the brain to subconsciously judge whether the other person is suitable for them and whether it is beneficial to the next generation.
Many people talk about hormones. In fact, hormones are endogenous hormones, which are mobile hormones. In fact, the correct term should be pheromones.
After searching the information through the mobile computer, Karak looked surprised.
That is to say, if someone is proficient in odor extraction and configuration, and can match the victim's genes, causing him to hallucinate, and rely on instinct to save himself, it is actually suicide.
Xi Ning once again recalled the body owner's memory, remembering that before entering the restaurant, the body owner was stopped by a perfume salesman for a few seconds.
The perfume salesman wanted her to try a new perfume. The perfume test method was to spray it on her wrist to test the scent. She said she had something to do and refused, so the salesman sprayed the perfume into the air next to her. But the perfume was too fragrant, and the pungent fragrance made the owner frown and leave quickly. As a result, within three minutes of sitting down at the restaurant, he pulled out a pistol. The time from smelling the perfume to taking out the gun took about fifteen minutes, which was about the same as the time it took Karak to go on a rampage.
"I will report to the superiors tomorrow. You have a work-related injury. Take a good rest." Xining stood up. It was almost two o'clock. He went back to the house and lay down before getting up to go to work soon. He planned to go back to the bureau directly.
"I'll go with you." Karak lifted the thin quilt and found a bandage on his calf.
"No bones are broken, walk slowly." She stood there and reminded.
Surveillance footage showed that he completely lost his mind at the time, and this was done to save his life.
Karak looked at her, with a smile that couldn't be hidden at the corners of his injured and cracked mouth: "Don't you plan to help me?"
The shirt was torn, so Karak put on his coat to cover the damage on his back.
Xining became a crutch, and Karak put an arm on her shoulders and limped out of the hospital.
It's so heavy. Do you know your weight? This guy must have done it on purpose. Xining struggled to hold on and finally reached the car in the parking lot and stuffed Karak into the passenger compartment.
She sat in the driver's seat and turned on the air conditioner, sweating profusely.
Karak pulled down the front mirror and looked at half of his swollen face: "It's really a heavy blow."
"You're still not awake like this." She rolled her eyes and started the car. It was indeed heavy. There were scratches and bruises on her hands, but she shook off that slap with enough strength.
Karak asked in a panic: "Aren't you afraid of breaking my legs when you shoot?"
She was driving the car and was tired at this time. She said without thinking: "As long as the middle leg is not broken, it is better than death."
Karak...
Back at the bureau, Nathan was still in the examination room, with the analyzer creaking next to him, and he looked at the smear under the magnifying glass.
Unlike movies and TV shows where handsome guys are everywhere, Nathan is a bachelor in his thirties who is 20% overweight and slightly bald on the top of his head.
"How's it going?" She supported Karak and sat on a chair.
Nathan raised his head and turned the round chair around: "It's coming."
"There are pure natural extracts and synthetic flavors." Holding the test report, Nathan couldn't help but admire: "If it weren't for the fact that three of the raw materials in the two samples were the same, it would be no different from ordinary spices."< br>
He picked up the advertising paper that had been put into a sealed bag on the table and took a deep breath in a pretentious manner: "It just smells strong."
But this smell can make people hallucinate and drive them crazy.
"We must catch him!" Karak, who almost died, gritted his teeth.
"You really have to catch it." Nathan curled his plump lips, touching the baby fat accumulated on his cheeks: "There is no guarantee that he has made a perfume that is suitable for everyone. If it is sprayed above the city or somewhere... …”
Xining and Karak looked at each other, that would be a huge disaster.
(End of chapter)