Con Joined

This is just a small, electric animal. It was, I ought to say. It was found thirty years ago. The man who discovered it was killed in his attempt to capture it. His name is not important. I made a promise to his family that I would not reveal his identity. We were unable to repatriate the body. Local customs
forbade it. We were forced to comply.
It transpired that my dear friend had left vital pieces of information across and around his terribly scorched, mutilated body. This information, comprising of bite radius, strength of electrical current, enabled our small team of biologists to create a profile of the beast.
Upon the advent of DNA sequencing, it was possible to decode the genome for the creature we now all know as the Xilant.
And so, as its ‘ancestor’, now long dead (there are some who say that my late colleague indlicted a would upon the Xilant with his camping knife. Perhaps, he was a skilled expedition leader and has been trained in the use of a variety of weaponry during the 1939 – 1945 war) rots somewhere among the spidery mangroves of Belize, its sucessor is being grown here in Burghfield in Berkshire, England.
As I’m sure you’ve guessed, the lab we have set up is rather unusual in both scale and hardware. Now, if you will follow me I will show you where we keep the specimens.
They will never see the sky. They have been bred for a new flavour of jelly bean.
I see from your face you’re not shocked. Well, that’s good. We have a great deal of work to do. Please remove your shoes. Company policy.
Welcome. We aim to change the world – one delicious flavour at a time.