In front of the student's computer desk, it turned out to be a close photo with the teacher. Lin Chen was a little confused. But the "teacher" Duanyang said was probably the Mr. Duan Wanshan who supported the construction of medical care in Africa. With reverence, Lin Chen carefully observed the older man in the photo.
Mr. Duan Wanshan is the most typical scholar appearance. In the photo, he wears a beret and checkerboard scarf, perhaps because he still has a black umbrella in his hand. Lin Chen always feels like he has studied in England. The elegant academic atmosphere is revealed all over the body, which is admiring.
Thinking of this, Lin Chen turned his attention to Duan's students.
The young man's face was red under the lamp, and he had retreated to a chair and sat down.
Lin Chen thought about it and asked, "Do you want me to ask you about your relationship with the teacher, or do you not want to?"
The puppet cat in Duanyang's hand meowed softly, his eyes blue and blue, as if answering something.
"Well, I won't ask any more." Lin Chen answered seriously.
"No ... not what you think."
"Guess what I think?"
Duanyang was blocked by him for a long while, and Lin Chen smiled. It was hard to find that he was in a good mood. He sat down on the lazy sofa.
Duan Yang seemed more embarrassed than before: "Ms. Duan is my undergraduate mentor. He originally only brought postgraduate students, but then he took me by exception. In the summer of my junior year, he suddenly resigned and joined the MSF organization Africa, when we left, we didn't even send us a text message. "
"A bit strange." Sitting on the lazy sofa, Lin Chen's hand fell to the ground. He knocked on the floor and looked at Duanyang.
"What's strange?"
"Since your teacher didn't say goodbye and didn't even send a text message, why did he suddenly notice you about the adverse drug reaction after many years. Does your teacher have a former colleague or friend? The important things are left to the students? "Lin Chen asked.
"I!" Duanyang's face turned red again, and she looked lovely under the lights.
"Ok?"
"I heard this secretly. How could the teacher leave this to me? He refused to say a word to me."
Looking at Duanyang Yujie's look does not seem to be false, Lin Chen does not understand the distorted relationship among them: "Ask?"
"My former sister went to the Dana area to follow the teacher's work. I asked from time to time to tell me a little bit about the teacher. She told me this intermittently and secretly. About last year, my school sister accidentally found that Stan Kang A professor 's paper was very close to a drug that my teacher had studied. At that time, Professor Stankang 's article was published, and it was difficult to prove that it was plagiarism. They thought it was just a coincidence. But later, they realized that It may really be that the results of the teacher's research have been leaked, because the experimental conditions in the Dana area are particularly poor, they will regularly send things to the laboratories in big cities for analysis ... "
"Which laboratory belongs to Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical?"
"I don't know exactly. It may be a laboratory invested by Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical, but there is still no way to prove that my teacher's research results were leaked from that laboratory."
"Unless a key person is found and he personally acknowledges that he has leaked something, but even so, the other party has already obtained the drug patent right in advance, and the patent ownership is still difficult to verify."
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Criminal Psychology Book 1
Mystery / ThrillerOne day, while Lin Chen read a book, Xing Cong Lian said to him, "You're a psychologist. Can you help me find out what kind of person is suitable for me to marry?" Lin Chen remembered telling him love was the most immeasurable thing in the world. Ev...