The attending doctor was already preparing to shout. The room had an intelligent system; he only needed to call out a few keywords, and guards would arrive immediately.
Kevin knew about these systems. He had seen them on television, and this had once been the home of his dreams.
So he stopped him beforehand. "If I were you, I'd stop."
His voice was almost identical to the attending doctor's, without the slightest detectable difference. After making minute adjustments to his vocal cords, it was impossible to tell them apart without specialized equipment.
Seeing that the attending doctor was not making any rash moves, Kevin tossed him a bath towel. "I didn't come looking for you to do anything terrible. I just want to know one answer, and I can promise I won't hurt you."
The attending doctor remained silent for a while before finally choosing to compromise. However, he kept the right to activate the keywords at any time. That was what he told himself inwardly.
He quickly dried himself off, changed into a set of casual home clothes, and went to the study.
"Who are you?" Sitting down in his own chair, the sense of security provided by being surrounded by it gave him the courage to face Kevin directly.
Kevin took out a document, placed it on the desk, and pushed it across. "Do you remember this document?"
The attending doctor picked it up and carefully read it. It bore his name, as well as his signature.
His pupils constricted slightly, and he immediately recalled what had happened that day.
Balz had sought him out, hoping to conduct some experiments—illegal experiments that had not been approved.
At first, he had wanted to refuse, but Balz was a high-ranking company executive and the Chief Scientist of this planet. He