Episode 69. Reform
Kang-soo was on a plane heading to China.
Theresa was also sitting next to him.
“Aren’t you going because you have nothing? Still, it’s a Chiniu group, so shouldn’t there be a plan?”
Since Teresa was meticulous in her own way, she was worried about Kang-soo’s behavior.
“I’m not going because of Chiniu.”
“Are you doing anything else?”
It was because of the ‘DGI Project’ I found in my mother’s traces.
Afterwards, I tried to inquire about the words from the microfilm to several doctors by e-mail through Gong Chi-young, but no one knew.
Among the answers I received, the only guess is that it seems to be related to genes… … .
“There is a famous doctor in China who specializes in genes.”
“who?”
“Harold.”
“Did the old man recognize you? What is it?”
The river was something I had asked just in case a few days ago.
However, I was reluctant to go right away because it was China, but I moved as I had to recognize something on my side.
“It must be a German medical doctor named Adrian Fensler. I just want to see you.”
“Are you going to meet him first and find out about Wu Xuan’s work?”
“For now.”
The plane was not once.
Once I transferred at Beijing International Airport, I flew back to Dingling Airport.
After arriving there, I drove for over 3 hours in a rented car.
“How far are you going!”
Theresa, who was sitting in the passenger seat, expressed her frustration as the three-hour flight and the four-hour drive had passed.
“Didn’t I tell you that a retired Dr. Adrian Pensler is in a small town called Hangshan?”
“I didn’t! How far are you going?”
I continued to follow the road through the mountains.
After crossing the shallow uphill road, I began to see a fairly large village.
“I’m almost there.”
“Really? But where did Uncle Harold get this kind of information from?”
“It must have been quite advanced information. You said you were about to beat Megan Taylor last time.”
“That much?”
It saved the life of a New York senator.
Of course, there was a case of sending Megan Taylor’s nephew to JIN Entertainment before, but there was no option for that.
Before I knew it, the car had completely entered the port.
Whether it’s a historically famous place, I saw things like old buildings.
“Here.”
I also went into Hangsan for a long time.
Then I stopped the car on the side of a road lined with low-rise houses.
“I will have to walk from here.”
“How far away do you live?”
“I guess he wanted to live in a quiet place after he retired.”
Kang-soo and Teresa got out of the car and entered an alley.
I passed the gates of the houses close together and stopped at the green wooden door.
There, Kangsu checked the address next to the nameplate.
Tak-Tak-
There was a knock on the door and a sound came from inside.
“Wer bist du (Who are you)?”
German was heard from inside.
To this, Kangsu also answered.
“Sind Sie Dr. Adrian Pensler (Are you Dr. Adrian Pensler)?”
“… Wer bist du (Who are you)?”
“Mein Name ist Han Kang-soo aus Korea.”
As soon as the name was revealed, the green wooden door unlocked and opened slowly.
Through the door, a large, gray-haired old man peeked out.
“You are from Korea? how do you know me… Oh, come in now.”
Kangsu and Teresa went inside.
It was a one-story house with a small yard. And in the yard there were tables and chairs made of stone.
“Please sit down and wait.”
Adrian Pensler went inside and came out with the car.
After pouring tea from the cups placed in front of each of them, they took their seats.
“Although I am Adrian Pensler… How did you find me?”
“Luckily, I know someone who knows about Dr. And since the question I want to ask is very old, the only one who accepts the condition is the doctor at the moment. You can speak comfortably.”
“It is. But you speak German fluently. I’ve been living here so I’ve forgotten a lot.”
“thank you.”
“But, I don’t know why, but you came all the way from Korea. I don’t know if that will help.”
Fortunately, Adrian Pensler showed a favorable side.
At this, Kang-soo took out a piece of paper on which he had written the words beforehand and held it out.
“I wonder if you know these words.”
“word?”
Stammbaum-Gen
vererbtes Gen
Savant-Syndrom-Manipulation
Genschere
.
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Unfolding the paper, Adrian Pensler took a magnifying glass from his shirt pocket and put it on.
As he read one, his expression got worse and worse.
“this… Where did you see the words?”
“I am… It was written on something someone I knew had. Do you know?”
“Are you from there?”
In an instant, Kang-soo and Teresa’s expressions hardened.
“If so, where are you talking about? First of all, we don’t belong anywhere.”
“Is it really not? If it’s okay, could you roll up your arms?”
“… … .”
The two rolled up their sleeves up to their elbows and flipped them back and forth as he requested.
In response, Adrian Pensler said something with a relieved expression.
“I can’t honestly say I don’t know. But it must have all gone… . It has nothing to do with you. Why do you need to know that?”
“Because it doesn’t matter.”
“Where did you find out about this? Can you really tell me?”
Adrian Pensler’s eyebrows deeply engraved my fabric.
That alone made me feel that the atmosphere was serious.
“… I’m sorry, but I can’t tell you that. But what is the word you see now? seriously bad… Are you afraid?”
“Are you completely unaware of the meaning of these words?”
“I have heard from doctors. It’s called gene, lineage, genetic scissors, or Savant Syndrome. No one knew the connection with manipulating Savant Syndrome.”
Adrian Pensler’s head nodded along with Kangsu’s explanation.
It was clear that he knew something.
As a result, Kang also felt frustrated. In such a situation, I needed an oriental medicine that would allow me to hear something clearly.
“What are you talking about? Is it related to the ‘DGI Project’ by any chance?”
At that moment, Adrian Pensler’s expression hardened. It was a face that had heard what it was not supposed to hear.
“Hey, hey, where did you get that… … .”
“What the hell is the DGI Project? What do those words mean within the project?”
“… … .”
Adrian Pensler took a sip of the cold tea.
After quenching my throat like that, I slowly began to open my mouth.
“I was about 50 years ago… There was one paper I came across by chance. What I saw there, DGI. It’s Latin. In other words, Developed Gene Inherit. It means ‘inheritance of developed genes’.”
Kangsu, who had heard that far, was engulfed in greater anxiety as he did not know it properly.
He raised his hand for a moment and looked at Theresa.
“Teresa, I’m sorry, but I want to hear it by myself from here on out.”
“… uh, okay Then I’ll go back to the car outside.”
The request was so sincere that Teresa showed a bewildered response and left after accepting it.
“Please continue to explain.”
“… First of all, the title of the thesis I saw at the time was ‘Study on the possibility of inheriting advanced genes’. To be honest, the title alone didn’t make sense. It was to the extent that everyone at the research institute I was at laughed at it.”
He said it was 50 years ago.
Even so, Adrian Pensler seemed to remember the situation at the time clearly, and the expression he had made after reading the thesis seemed to be made.
“The person who published the paper disappeared from the research center without anyone knowing. Then, about 10 years later, I came across the research of the thesis.”
“If it’s a study… … .”
“A huge amount of investment came in with my genetic research patent. I agreed and went to the lab where the patent was being used. There, I saw that the research was in progress according to the thesis I had seen before… … .”
Along with Adrian Pensler’s pupils, his fingertips trembled violently.
What did you see? What did he see that frightened him as if he had seen the abyss beyond his eyes?
“What I saw… There were dozens of pregnant women.”
“If you are pregnant… … ?”
“… Inheritance of developed genes. don’t just talk It was an intentional overflow of a pregnant woman’s nutritional supply to her fetus. Does it make sense? It was an experiment that had no choice but to kill both the fetus and the pregnant woman!”
The precipitation was not difficult to understand.
And I came to guess why my mother expected that she would die with childbirth.
“that… The experiment was a success… did you?”
“… I don’t know. I’ve only seen it there. I already received the money, and the things I saw and heard on condition of that… I had no choice but to bury it. But it’s already been 40 years. What is the use of what I saw then? It was an experiment that was bound to fail.”
Beyond fear, only an empty sigh lingered in Adrian Pensler’s eyes.
At the same time, his great regret was felt.
“You don’t know anything other than that?”
“I have no idea. It was to the extent that I came here after wandering around without being able to continue my research at the time… … .”
“… if.”
“Why is that?”
“if… What if the experiment succeeds as per the thesis?”
To this question, Adrian Pensler couldn’t open his mouth easily.
It was not difficult to guess the meaning of such an action.
“In my paper, success means that the baby in the womb inherits the genes developed based on the mother’s nutrition. But that’s an impossible theory. No matter how genetically engineered it is!”
“still… If successful.”
“After—if it succeeds, a different human being will be born. Instead, at the same time as childbirth, the mother’s life is… … .”
The guess was confirmed.
Was it still a miracle from heaven?
Kang-su’s mother lived another dozen years after that.
“Do you know what the situation would be like if the mother and fetus were all safe in that experiment?”
“… That’s not a difficult question.”
“What is it?”
“Of course, it’s not that the experiment failed. If the gene was manipulated according to the theory of the paper, one would die unconditionally. Or we both have to die.”
The answer was adamant. I was convinced that there was absolutely no possibility beyond that.
It was because the contents of Adrian Pensler’s thesis were shocking and absolutely dangerous.
“okay.”
Should Kang-soo be relieved for a moment? Or, he was confused as to whether he should blame himself for his mother’s illness, which died decades later.
“Why are you chasing that DGI Project?”
It was a question that had been going on for a long time.
At Adrian Pensler’s question, Kang-soo let out a shallow sigh.
“You asked us to see your arm at first, right? Were you trying to see if there was a tattoo of a crossed sword and spear on a lion’s head?”
“Do you know anything about the organization?”
“Doctor, did you know about Savnak?”
Adrian Pensler’s eyes widened when he heard that.
“Savnak? nope The name of the organization I know is ‘Bluten Reform’.”
Kang also knew that name.
It was the name of a ghost company that I discovered while tracing the account records of Gong Chi-yeong and Savnak the other day.
Originally, it was also the name of the extremist organization that led the activities of Savnak.
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Now, only the name and some of the account records remain, no trace of it.
“The place called the study where the experiment you mentioned earlier was conducted.”
“That’s Bluton Reform’s lab.”
Kangsu was in a bigger shock than before.
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