The FBI drew a large tube of blood in the name of a physical examination and sent it to the secret laboratory in Washington.

Director Hoover also came to the laboratory in person and found Professor Abra.

"Professor Abra, I don't know if the blood samples we sent are enough for your experiment. If they are not enough, I can go and smoke them again. Anyway, Chen Qiang is under my control now." Director Hoover said.

"It should be enough. Even if it is not enough, I think I won't draw blood in the short term. This is already close to 400 ml. If blood is drawn in a short period of time, it will have an impact on his health." Professor Abra said.

Professor Abra is also considered to have a conscience and is still considering Chen Qiang's health issues.

Professor Abra continued to ask, "We draw so much blood at once, Chen Qiang doesn't doubt it, right?"

"It shouldn't be. I took blood in the name of a physical examination. He is only an athlete, not a doctor, so he should not question the doctor's behavior." Director Hoover replied with a speech.

"That's good. Chen Qiang is a world-renowned athlete after all. If he knew that we were drawing his blood for an experiment, it might have an adverse impact on our 'Super Soldier' ​​plan." Professor Abra said.

"It's okay. If you need it, I can send Chen Qiang here directly." Hoover smiled and shook his head: "Professor Abra, you can rest assured in this regard. After Chen Qiang came to the United States, he has not seen anyone other than the FBI."

"You didn't imprison him, did you?" Professor Abra asked with some dissatisfaction.

Professor Abra is a Jew. He was treated in all kinds of unfairly in Germany and his daily life was also under surveillance. If he had not fled Germany, he would definitely be persecuted. Being arrested or imprisoned is inevitable. Therefore, Professor Abert instinctively opposes the FBI's imprisonment of Chen Qiang.

Director Hoover answered: "Professor Abra, don't worry, we have not restricted Chen Qiang's personal freedom, but the residence we found for him is a bit remote, far away from the city center, rarely visited, and there are some inconvenient transportation..."

After Chen Qiang arrived in New York, he was immediately picked up by the FBI and arranged a place for Chen Qiang to stay in a hotel instead of letting Chen Qiang stay in the hotel.

Of course, the FBI did not have money to let Chen Qiang stay in a hotel, but as Chen Qiang's identity, if he lived in a hotel, the whole of New York would know that Chen Qiang had come to the United States the next day. If everyone knew that Chen Qiang was in the United States, how could the FBI treat Chen Qiang as an experimental mouse in the future?

So the FBI arranged a villa for Chen Qiang. The house was big enough, luxuriously decorated, and even brought a swimming pool. The only disadvantage was that the location was very remote and the transportation was inconvenient. Chen Qiang could not run away without a car.

In this way, Chen Qiang was isolated from the world. No one except the FBI knew that Chen Qiang had arrived in the United States.

Director Hoover was talking to Professor Abra when a researcher hurriedly ran over.

"Professor, we tested the blood sample we just sent and found that there were special ingredients in it, which we had not detected in other blood before. This ingredient is extremely trace, and we cannot be sure what this ingredient is." The researcher said.

"The blood sample I just sent? Isn't that Chen Qiang's blood sample? Is it true that there is substance in Chen Qiang's blood that can produce 'super soldier'?" Director Hoover was shocked and then looked happy.

"I didn't expect that the blood samples had just been sent over and there was progress soon. Professor Abra, we have one step further from success!" Director Hoover said.

"Chief Hoover, it's not yet certain whether this is the substance we are looking for." Professor Abram looked rigorous, and then he continued: "But I believe that the good start is half the success!"

...

Director Hoover returned to the FBI, waiting for good news from Professor Abra.

However, the laboratory was silent. Director Hoover waited for a week, but there was no news.

"It's been a week, why is there no news? Could it be that Professor Abraham has made progress, but he deliberately hid it from me! Did he plan to guarantee me to kick it away and report it directly to the President so that he could take all the credit to himself?"

Thinking of this, Director Hoover could no longer sit still. He planned to go to the laboratory to check it out and determine how the experiment progressed.

So one week later, Director Hoover met Professor Abra again, but at this time, Professor Abra's expression seemed a little decadent.

After seeing Hoover, Professor Abra's first words were: "Chief Hoover, we have failed!"

"Failed? What happened? Didn't it go very smoothly when I came last time?" Director Hoover asked anxiously.

"Do you remember the last time you came from Chen Qiang's blood sample, we immediately found that there was a substance inside that did not exist in other people's blood samples?" Professor Abra asked.

Director Hoover said, "Of course I remember, can we say that that kind of substance is not what we are looking for, and can produce special substances that are 'super technicians'?"

Professor Abra nodded with a frustration: "You are right, that thing is not the special substance we are looking for."

After hearing this news, Director Hoover sighed in disappointment, and then he said, "Professor Abram, then you don't have to be so frustrated. I know that scientific research has been successful from failures again and again. Although we failed this time, I believe we will definitely succeed in the future. Let's do this, I will send someone to Chen Qiang to extract his blood in the name of a physical examination and send it to you."

"There is no need for that anymore. We no longer need Chen Qiang's blood." Professor Abra said.

"Why?" Director Hoover asked in confusion.

"After analysis, we found that the substance found in Chen Qiang's blood that others do not have is a hydrobromide compound." Professor Abra said.

"What is that?" Director Hoover asked.

"Opium and cocaine contain this substance, but the most abundant one is morphine! In other words, the substance we found in Chen Qiang's blood is not a special substance that makes people stronger, but a compound similar to morphine." Professor Abra continued to explain.

"Momorphine?" Director Hoover was shocked, and then he suddenly remembered the information about Chen Qiang.

When the FBI doctor went to draw blood for Chen Qiang, he found that Chen Qiang had scars on his body. So the doctor asked Chen Qiang and learned that Chen Qiang was bombed by the Japanese army in China and almost died. These scars were left at that time.

Later, the FBI doctors reported this to Director Hoover, but Director Hoover did not take it seriously. After all, Chen Qiang had been taken by the United States, and the injuries he had suffered in China before had nothing to do with Director Hoover.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

"Did Chen Qiang use morphine while treating his injuries?" Director Hoover suddenly realized this.

Next to him, Professor Abra noticed the change in Director Hoover's expression and asked, "Director Hoover, do you know something?"

Director Hoover did not hide it, but said: "China is in war now. As far as I know, Chen Qiang was injured in the Japanese bombing before, so I guess he would have taken morphine at that time to treat it."

"A person with such good physical fitness cannot be an addict! If it is an injury and needs treatment, it is reasonable." Professor Abra responded.

"How many months ago did Chen Qiang use morphine? Will this affect your experiment? As far as I know, the metabolism of morphine should not be so slow, right?" Director Hoover asked.

"If you only use a little occasionally, you may be able to complete metabolism in less than a month, but if you take it for a long time, the metabolic process will last for a long time, half a year, one year, or even more than a year!" Professor Abra answered.

Professor Abra is not an exaggeration. In the future, even after quitting drugs, even after quitting drugs, they cannot donate blood within one year. If hematopoietic stem cells are donated, they must have been quitting drugs for more than three years.

Director Hoover's face became embarrassed, and he asked, "Professor Abra, I understand what you mean. Does this mean that Chen Qiang's blood is useless?"

"Yes, it's impossible for us to use the blood of a morphine sucking man to test it! What we are going to make is a 'super soldier', not an addict. I don't want our super soldier to give himself a shot of morphine before going to the battlefield!" Professor Abra answered.

"That is useless for our experiment?" Director Hoover asked again.

Professor Abra nodded again: "I think so. Although he is the best physical person in the world, it seems that he still has residual morphine ingredients in his body, and he is not suitable for our experimental target."

Director Hoover suddenly looked depressed.

The FBI stolen a lot of effort, spent a lot of money, and owed favors from the Sixth Department of Yingqing to snatch Chen Qiang from the Germans, and arranged a place to provide food and drinks for the food and drinks. Unexpectedly, what he stolen was actually a useless waste!

"Damn it! I'm in vain!" Director Hoover clenched his fists fiercely.

"Since it's useless, the FBI still keeps you as a waste! When I go back, I will notify the Chinese Embassy and take him away! Our FBI will not raise idle people!"

...

Chen Qiang has lived a very comfortable life in the past week. Although he lives in a remote place and is a little far from the city, the surrounding environment is very good. There are trees, water and sunshine, and there is no need to worry about food and drink. This is a leisurely life!

In fact, big cities are not very attractive to Chen Qiang. Although New York in this era is the most prosperous metropolis in the world, with many high-rise buildings built with steel and concrete, it is far worse than the big cities in later China. In the future, China's real estate industry is so prosperous, and there are much more high-rise buildings in third- and fourth-tier cities than New York in this era. Chen Qiang has long been bored with those high-rise buildings. On the contrary, the pastoral scenery makes him feel more happy.

I believe that many people living in cities will do the same in the future. They all hope to stay away from the skyscrapers in the city, go to the beautiful countryside, and stay in a certain homestay for a few nights to enjoy the tranquility of the countryside.

Chen Qiang stayed in a villa in the suburbs for a week, and the FBI staff finally informed Chen Qiang to take him away.

Of course, Chen Qiang never knew that these people were agents of the FBI, and he always thought that these people were employees of the US Foreign Affairs Department.

FBI agents took Chen Qiang to the city, and then Chen Qiang met a Chinese.

"Chen Qiang, it's really you! You've really come to the United States!" the other party said in Chinese.

"Who are you?" Chen Qiang looked at the other party and confirmed that he did not know this person.

"I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Song Junshan. I am the secretary of the Chinese Embassy in the United States." The other party said.

"Hello, Secretary Song." Chen Qiang immediately felt relieved and knew that this was his own person.

"I received the order from Shangfeng, saying that you have come to the United States and asked me to pick you up. I was very surprised at that time. I didn't expect you to be here." Secretary Song took the suitcase from Chen Qiang and said, "Let's go, come back to the embassy with me, Ambassador Hu is waiting for you!"

"Ambassador Hu? Are you talking about Mr. Hu Shi?" Chen Qiang asked.

"That's not right! Let's talk on the way!" Secretary Song welcomed Chen Qiang into the car.

After the July 7 Incident broke out, Hu Shi went to the United States in August 197 to win the support of the United States for China. He began to serve as ambassador to the United States in 198 and resigned in 1942.

Chen Qiang got into the car and started chatting with Secretary Song.

"Chen Qiang, when did you get off the boat? If you notify us early, I will definitely go to the dock to pick you up." Secretary Song asked.

"It has been a week since I came to the United States." Chen Qiang said.

"It's been a week? It's been so long? The FBI is really right. You've been here for a week before you informed us!" Secretary Song complained.

"Federal Investigation? The Americans whom I just had with were FBI agents?" Chen Qiang was suddenly confused.

"What? Don't you know? It's the FBI who notified our embassy to come and pick you up!" Secretary Song was also confused. He thought to himself that Chen Qiang's heart was really big. After staying with him for a week, he didn't know his identity.

Chen Qiang thought quickly in his mind.

"Those people are FBI people. Why do they just say they are ordinary employees of the U.S. government when they pick me up? Is this deliberately concealing their identity?"

"And after they picked me up, I served delicious food and drink for a week. I almost met every request this week. What is the purpose of the FBI? I have money to burn? I feel idle and pain? Or I admire me? I must not be it!"

"But this week, the FBI has not asked me to do anything! I am looking for something and treating food and drinks. In the end, I don't let me do anything, just to make friends with me? It's impossible! I'm just an athlete, and they are the FBI, so how can I make friends with me!"

"However, a week later, I gave me to the Chinese Embassy. Why is that? If I wanted to send me to the Chinese Embassy, ​​I could do this when I first came to the United States! And I heard from Secretary Song that he didn't know when I came to the United States. This means that the FBI also concealed the news of my arrival in the United States!"

At this time, Chen Qiang's mind was full of black question marks, but Chen Qiang couldn't understand these actions of the FBI.

If Chen Qiang knew what Director Hoover did behind the scenes, he would definitely complain: his operation was as fierce as a tiger, and he saw that his record was zero and five!

Of course, if Chen Qiang knew the truth, he might have thanked Master Yamada. If Master Yamada had not used morphine for Chen Qiang and made Chen Qiang's blood unable to be used for the experiment, then Chen Qiang may have become an experimental mouse and was drawn with unlimited blood!
Chapter completed!