Hello, Mr. Major General

Chapter 1706: I Know What You Did

Ishihara Baisan was stunned for a moment, "Three minutes?"

However, the other party had already hung up.

At this moment, Ishihara Baisan subconsciously looked at the caller ID on the landline. Unfortunately, the phone number was no longer visible.

He pressed the button on the landline to check the last phone number, but it turned out to be the hotel room's internal number!

Could that person also be staying in this hotel?

Ishihara Baisan became even more excited as he thought about it.

It seemed like it was a gift from Gu Xiangwen…

Maybe it wasn't a prank or a joke.

After all, the person who could stay in Dunhill Hotel couldn't be those hooligans who had nothing to do.

Ishihara Baisan walked to the door and looked through the peephole in the room.

The corridor was silent and empty. He did not see anyone leaving anything at his door.

However, what he did not know was that Lu Jin did not walk to his door and leave anything.

He used a few yellowed experiment notes to hold the small test tube. He stood at the door of his room and casually threw it at the door of Ishihara Baisan's room.

He was so quick that when Ishihara Baisan walked to his door and looked through the peephole, his things were thrown.

Three minutes later, Ishihara Baisan pulled the door open with a whoosh.

The corridor was still empty, and he didn't see anyone else.

He lowered his head and saw the gifts that Gu Xiangwen had given him before he died. A few yellowed lab notes rolled up into thin strips the size of a test tube that laid quietly at his feet.

Ishihara Baisan quickly picked them up and pinched them. They were hard, and there were indeed test tubes inside.

He looked around suspiciously, quickly ran back in, and slammed the door.

He leaned against his door and panted heavily.

The scene just now was too exciting, as if it was a dream.

He was extremely excited.

If these things could provide him with clues and ideas for his experiments that had reached a bottleneck, they would be priceless treasures!

Ishihara Baisan closed his eyes and tried his best to calm down.

With trembling hands, he opened the yellowed notebooks in his hands.

Before he could see what was inside the test tubes, he was attracted by the contents of the old notebooks.

His pupils dilated and his lips trembled violently. He could not believe that Gu Xiangwen knew about it back then!

Because there was an experiment step written on the yellowed experiment notes!

The flamboyant handwriting looked extremely familiar.

It was Gu Xiangwen's handwriting!

However, this experiment was the design described in Ishihara Baisan's doctoral thesis decades ago!

How did he know?!

All the blood drained from Ishihara Baisan's ruddy and healthy face, leaving him pale and haggard.

He slumped against the door and sat on the ground, hugging his head.

He fell into a state of extreme fear.

Just like now, his doctoral thesis had once been in a difficult situation. There was an experiment that he could not do no matter how hard he tried.

That time, Ishihara Baisan almost couldn't graduate. On one fateful night, he stayed in the lab and saw the experiment notes that Gu Xiangwen had forgotten to take with him.

There was a simple experiment design written on it, and it was just enough to solve Ishihara Baisan's predicament!

Ishihara Baisan remembered that he had looked at it repeatedly, and in the end, as if he was influenced by the devil, he took out a camera and took a few photos of the experiment design notes.

At that time, the laboratory did not have many surveillance cameras compared to now. Ishihara Baisan did not take away Gu Xiangwen's experiment notes and left them as they were.

Therefore, after so many years, Ishihara Baisan never thought that Gu Xiangwen would find out that he had done something.

Later, when he defended his doctoral thesis, Gu Xiangwen had not only left their laboratory and returned to his laboratory, but he had also graduated earlier than him and returned to China.

Ishihara Baisan did not copy Gu Xiangwen's experimental design completely. He also made minor changes to the trivial parts and explained the experimental steps in his own words.

Even if Gu Xiangwen saw his doctoral thesis, he would at most be confused. He would not think that Gu Xiangwen had stolen his experimental design, right?

He was sure that Gu Xiangwen's experimental design had not been published in a formal journal, nor had it been used in his doctoral thesis experiment. It was like a last-minute idea, an abandoned experimental step.

So he used it with a clear conscience. In the end, he even relied on this experiment to receive unanimous praise from the thesis defense team professors, and he even received the highest award for his doctoral thesis at Harvard University!

There was so much content in his doctoral thesis, but this was the only experiment that the professors could not stop praising…

At the thought of this, Ishihara Baisan broke out in a cold sweat.

He was silent for a long while. Trembling, he flipped to the last page of the yellowing experiment notes. He saw that there were a few curved figures drawn on it, but he could not tell what they were.

There were a few lines of words below the figures, which were written after.

They should have been written by Gu Xiangwen when he was dying eight years ago, right?

"I know what you did…"

"Trash! You couldn't even create a perfect experiment result even if you copy it!"

Ishihara Baisan looked at the curved figures and howled. He hurriedly threw the few pages of experiment notes and test tubes out like a hot potato.

"I'm not trash… I'm not trash… I'm not trash…"

He gradually went into a daze as he thought over and over again, I'm not trash… I'm not trash… I'm not trash… I'm not trash…

It was like a program looping endlessly.

Everything was over.

Soon, everyone would know what he had done. He did not believe that Gu Xiangwen did not have any backup plans to expose what he had done back then.

Since he had prepared all of this eight years ago, Ishihara Baisan was confident that Gu Xiangwen would have follow-up steps.

From then on, the academic world would know that he, Ishihara Baisan, the best biogenetic engineer in the Great Japanese Empire and the Chief Scientist of the United Nations Population Fund was a plagiarist.

His reputation, status, and the results of his hard work over the years would be exposed by the truth that he plagiarized.

According to the rules of his alma mater, Harvard University, plagiarizing his graduation thesis would result in the cancellation of his degree.

So, he was going to lose his doctorate?

Ishihara Baisan knew better than anyone else how serious the consequences of plagiarism were in the academic world.

Back then, he dared to do it on the premise that Gu Xiangwen would not discover it.

Moreover, he had waited for two years. After Gu Xiangwen graduated, the Ph.D. thesis that he published publicly had nothing to do with these few pages of experimental design. Only then did he carefully apply it to his graduation thesis design.

He didn't expect Gu Xiangwen to be so scheming and cunning…

He had dug a hole and was waiting for him to jump into it!

Ishihara Baisan was still in a daze as he slowly walked into his room.

There was a long sword in his suitcase. It was a samurai sword that his father had given him.

No matter where he went, he would take it with him as an encouragement.

He had told Gu Xiangwen about this habit before and even showed Gu Xiangwen the long samurai sword.

Because of this, he rarely took a plane, and security was increasingly strict these days, so his long sword could only be transported specially.

He took out the long sword from his suitcase and wiped it with a towel.

The light in the bedroom reflected the bright light of the sword. It was as beautiful as the snow in winter, without any impurities.

Ishihara Baisan closed his eyes and removed his kimono bathrobe. He held the hilt of the long knife with both hands and slashed at his abdomen!

…

Lu Jin threw the thing at Ishihara Baisan's door and did not leave immediately.

He sat in his room with his legs crossed and set a timer on his phone. Then, he began to study the Internet security system of Dunhill Hotel.

When his timer rang, the sound of chaotic footsteps could be heard in the corridor outside the door.

"What happened?"

"What was going on?"

This floor was full of luxury suites. There were not many people staying there, but there were about seven or eight people.

Everyone opened the door and looked outside.

The hotel's service staff rushed into a room in a hurry.

A man who looked like a manager said nervously to everyone, "Something happened, please don't come out."

"What happened? We have the right to know!"

These people were not easily fooled and questioned the hotel management.

The manager could not handle it and urged, "Everyone, please be quiet! Don't Panic! The police and the ambulance would be coming soon!"

"What? The police and the ambulance?! What happened?!"

It would be better if the man didn't say it, but he did and everyone panicked even more.

A chubby man walked out of the room and demanded, "If you don't explain clearly, I won't dare to stay here!"

He turned around and walked toward the elevator, but before he walked out of the corridor, a few hotel security guards flashed out and blocked his way.

The hotel's top management also came over and explained to the man with a pleasant expression, "Please be patient. There was an international murder on this floor. The police told us to lock down the entire floor. We can't let anyone leave until they arrive."