The X-ray shows not the bones of normal humans. This human-shaped body contains bones similar to canines, but not completely. It looks more like the bones of humans and canines are broken up and rearranged.

"Look, he has twenty-six teeth and four large fangs hidden in his cheeks." The expert said, lit the film, "This is a monster, I suggest an autopsy."

Hu Banxian, who was fixed on the platform, had already awakened. He had excellent ears. When he heard the experts mention dissection, he struggled in fear. Of course, this was futile. The rope that tied him was bull tendon, and even if he transformed, he was still tied tightly.

A group of people wearing white coats outside the military uniforms were whispering through the glass, looking at Hu Banxian while whispering, which made him shudder. His long-standing concerns turned into ready-made, and he felt that he was getting closer and closer to death.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man walked in, and circled Hu Banxian with his hands behind his back. There was a high-ranking aura between his eyebrows. Hu Banxian looked at him, and neither spoke.

Middle-aged people wear ordinary clothes, navy blue jackets, and white shirts with crisp ironing, but they can't see the brand at all. The central leaders who visited the grassroots level on TV were wearing this.

"What exactly are you?" the middle-aged man finally asked.

"What are you doing to catch me? I'm not illegal." Hu Banxian replied cunningly, but his tricks were useless, and the middle-aged man showed an X-ray.

"How long have you lived?" the middle-aged man asked another question.

Hu Banxian blinked. He noticed that there was a sign of 305 hospital in the room. He thought about it and replied calmly: "I don't know how long I have lived. Anyway, when I can remember, the common people haven't shave their hair yet."

"Shaving your hair?" The middle-aged man was very interested, "Did you say that the Qing Dynasty entered the pass and shaved his hair and changed his clothes?"

"It's almost the same." Hu Banxian checked his expression and keenly captured the changes in the middle-aged man's expression.

"Then you are from the Ming Dynasty." The middle-aged man thought, "Can you tell me, why did you live so long?"

Hu Banxian said: "Of course I have my own way, but you tied me up, it seems that you are not asking questions, right?"

The middle-aged man smiled, said nothing, and turned around and went out.

Hu Banxian was a little disappointed and thought to himself, was I guessing wrong?

...

In the hospital inpatient department of the 305 Hospital, a slight white hair and old spots were sitting on the bed, and she was a little listless. A junior stood in front of the bed. Although her hair was black and her skin was tight, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes betrayed their age, at least sixty years old.

The middle-aged man who had just appeared on Hu Banxian came to the door of the ward and knocked on the door gently. The younger generation went out, whispered a few words to the middle-aged man and came back, helped the old man tuck the corners of the quilt, and called him dad.

"Jingsheng, how about it?" the old man asked.

"It's very hopeful, but difficulties also exist." The middle-aged man called Kyoto said with confidence.

"Then go and do your work drastically, don't be afraid of difficulties. What we Communists are most afraid of is the word "difficulty." The old man suddenly became better and spoke loudly.

"If you cooperate with Americans, the success rate will be much higher." Jingsheng said, with a hint of hesitation that is not easy to detect, "After all, their technology is more advanced than ours, but..."

"Don't worry, we also cooperated with the Americans during the Sino-Soviet War, and we all got what we needed, pictures and texts."

"Yes, win-win." Jingsheng nodded, "Dad, I understand."

The old man flicked his hand: "You guys go back, I'm tired."

Jingsheng left, and the old man turned his head to look at the scenery in the yard. In late autumn, Beijing was bleak, and the withered yellow leaves were flying in the wind.

...

Hu Banxian was captured, and Ji Yugan thought he could find the truth together, but he didn't take him to play at all. He didn't even know where the vixen was taken.

"Hurry up and contact your relative, what results have been found?" Ji Yugan urged Zou Yijun in the courtyard.

"Don't worry, no matter who they are, they will definitely not bring us down." Zou Yijun was calm, "That's a national-level leader."

As he was talking, the phone call came, Zou Yijun answered respectfully and said mysteriously: "Let's go, I'll treat us to dinner."

The dinner was held at the Fujian Palace High-end Club in the northwest corner of the Forbidden City. It is one of the top luxury clubs in Beijing. Ji Yugan has heard of it, but this is the first time he tasted the imperial palace meal here. It is said that it was made completely according to the recipes of the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty. The price of a meal is astronomical.

The person who was the owner of Zou Yijun was a relative of the central government, Ma Jingsheng, who highly praised the two juniors' unremitting curiosity about science and their career achievements, and expressed his willingness to provide some help at the appropriate time.

"As for some hearsays, I'd better forget it." Ma Jingsheng slightly emphasized his tone, "Zi Buyu's strange powers and chaos. We proletarian revolutionaries are not interested in this set. The person you mentioned, the comrades from the branch, conducted a reconnaissance and found that he was a fugitive, so I still want to thank you on behalf of the public security organs and the vast number of Beijing citizens."

Ma Jingsheng raised his wine glass: "Come on, this is the palace jade wine, try it."

"Uncle Ma, I respect you." Ji Yugan and Zou Yijun raised their cups in unison.

The meal was very restricted. Ma Jingsheng drank three glasses of wine, symbolically picked up a few chopsticks, and then left the Fujian Palace. Ji Zou and the others sent it out and watched Ma Jingsheng get a V-armor Audi A8 sedan.

"This matter has nothing to do with us?" Ji Yugan said, suppressing his anger, "Treat me as a fool. Hu Banxian is a monster, not a fugitive. He also thanks me on behalf of the public security organs."

"Worry," Zou Yijun advised him, "I can't bear to make a big plan. This matter is important to others and is optional to us. Besides, isn't this your idea? I just said I shouldn't say about them. Who are they? They are not Americans, and they will cooperate with you, but it's enough for us to pick them out from the cracks of my nails. Don't be upset, you won't lose it."

Ji Yugan was depressed. Although he was the president of a listed company and a young leader with a huge fortune, in front of the red nobles, it was like the gap between Vaishya and Brahmin.

When I returned to the Siheyuan, I met the staff sent by Ma Jingsheng. They came to pick up the fox, a small van, and the escorts were all skillful and small flat heads.

Ji Yugan handed them over the fox caught from Tongzhou. The fox seemed to realize that the disaster was coming, and kept raising the cage and making whimpering sounds.

...

Hannibal Cunningham and Henry Berger, who were staying at Shangri-La Hotel, were having dinner here, when suddenly an uninvited guest appeared next to the table, and accidentally showed off his black ID, with a police badge and two gold characters "Guoan."

"I protest!" Hannibal put down his knife and fork, his face full of anger.

"You don't need to protest." The national security officer said with a smile. He could speak fluent American English. "This is just an indication of your identity, not an arrest. In fact, I want to invite you to see a performance."

"I'm not interested in your Peking Opera," Hannibal said.

"It's not Peking Opera, it's a performance of a fox that suddenly continues its life." said the national security personnel. "Sometimes this fox will become a human, and I think you must be very interested."

"Where? Don't waste time." Hannibal stood up and picked up his coat.

Forty minutes later, Hannibal and Henry arrived at the 305 Hospital. A quiet building is located in the deep shade. For the leaders' mood when recuperating, most of them are evergreen plants. Only the fallen leaves that blow from the occasional wind show the late autumn season.

A military expert with a civil service level three received two American guests. They were all engaged in scientific research, without any greetings or bluffs, and would talk about things if they had something to do.

The expert showed the X-ray and said: "This is a strange creature that conforms to the fox demon in Chinese history, but it does not exactly match. He has no other superpowers, but has a magical function, which is to live for a long time."

Henryberg nodded: "The information we have is different from you in this regard. Werewolf's lifespan is much shorter than that of ordinary people."

The expert took out his tablet computer and showed the photos: "Look, this is something found in some corners of the Palace Museum. It is proved that these treasures from the Qing Dynasty were stolen by this fox. He had no less than three nests in the Forbidden City. You know, the Forbidden City is the place where the emperor lives. Even during the most turbulent period, it is a good place to hide whereabouts. And according to our inquiry, the fox was probably the most conservative date of birth in 1650 AD."

"That is the time when the Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty changed, and it was also the period when tea was introduced to Britain." Hannibal, who was quite familiar with Chinese history, nodded, "Then you have studied how he lived for so long?"

The expert held his glasses: "According to my analysis, he left himself a backup. A fox with a similar body shape, if necessary, he will remove the backed-up limbs and organs for himself to use, but whether this is the case remains to be verified."

Hannibal looked at Henry, who shrugged, indicating that it was incredible.

"Okay, then invite us to come, not just visit this, right?" Hannibal said.

"We can cooperate," said the expert. "In other words, it is a technology exchange. We can share the secrets we found in this fox with you. Your company only needs to provide us with technology for prolonging life. I know Monsanto has this technology."

Hannibal laughed silently: "Longevity and immortality are the eternal pursuit of emperors of all dynasties in China, but it is also contrary to the laws of nature and the will of God. Unexpectedly, Marxists are also interested."

The expert coughed dryly: "It is mainly for medical considerations and benefit the people."

Hannibal said: "This is very simple. You just need to clone yourself. You can replace any organ. I believe your technology can be realized."

Experts said: "It's too late to go up, and it takes time to clone human organs to grow. We can't wait for too long."
Chapter completed!