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... ether male or female, have gone through genetic identification. The target is not amongst them.”
The red emergency light flashed, reflecting on the female researcher’s sweaty face. As she sprinted here, her chest was still heaving while she panted. An old man, with a star emblazoned on his shoulder, had his face buried in his palm. He lifted his head after a few seconds. “I got it.”
The old man picked up the satellite phone at the control panel and dialed a password which connect ...
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