After flipping through a large number of test materials in the laboratory, Chen Yan read a terrible message between the lines of those papers.

Ghost Eye Mass Production Plan...... Clones ......

The survival rate of 10,000 clones is less than 3%, and the mortality rate after survival is as high as 98%......

A one-in-a-million clone, tentatively codenamed Silvereye......

[Report on the Ghost Eye's Excessive Overdraft]

The most recent experiment was reported three years ago.

It clearly records how he kept Silvereye's body alive for a short time, and then removed the eyeball through the device, and transferred his own eye to Silvereye.

Finally, the test report showed that after the user used the ghost eye for many years, the latter will be combined with the user's memory soul, and only need to find a body that perfectly fits the eyeball, and the soul can be transferred.

This theory really frightened Chen Yan, and combined with the traces left on the ground, he had an amazing inference in his heart.

Chen Qingquan - his father is still alive!

Chen Yan's breathing gradually became heavier, and at this moment, a rapid running sound came from behind him.

"Chen Yan! Something happened!"

Ye Xiaoye came to the door panting, and she said, "There are large-scale casualties at the Meteorite Headquarters in London......

Chen Yan suddenly turned his head: "What's the matter?"

After Ye Xiaoye gasped, she said, "Light...... Nearly half of the Illuminati's leaders have been wiped out!"

"What!" This news was so shocking that even Chen Yan had a rare gaffe.

What is the Illuminati? It is the top power above the meteorite and the seven stars, and the members of it are all bigwigs who control the situation in the world, and the history of this organization can be traced back to three hundred years ago - it is such an organization that was silently wiped out?

"Who did that?" Chen Yan asked.

Ye Xiaoye took out an A4 paper-sized photo from his arms and said, "This is a photo taken by Tai Bai Xing through a satellite, Chen Yan, this guy ......"

Chen Yan took a look, it was a magnificent compound, surrounded by rivers of blood, crooked corpses. There was a man standing in the middle of the room, his body was slender, and his eyes were shining with a blazing white light—this person was silver-eyed!

No, no, this is not a silver eye, his eyes are completely different from before, he is Chen Qingquan!

Chen Yan's head was pounding, he still couldn't believe that his father's theory was true, because that meant that if conditions permitted, the owner of the ghost eye could exist in this world forever!

"What's the situation at the Meteorite Headquarters?" Chen Yan suddenly remembered something and asked.

Ye Xiaoye opened his mouth and sighed: "After the light group was extinguished, the meteorite naturally fell apart, but the strange thing is that this man did not kill in the meteorite, and the real-time cloud map also shows that the current meteorite headquarters has stopped the firefight. ”

This is...... Zhao'an?

Strange, why didn't my father come to them when he woke up, but went to the meteorite?

Chen Yan was puzzled, and in the end, he said: "Xiao Ye, arrange a plane for me, I want to go to London." ”

"But ......" Ye Xiaoye said worriedly: "That man's group extinguished the Illuminati, which means that Chris is not his opponent, Chen Yan, will it be too dangerous for you to go like this?"

"It's okay, I have my own plans. For Chen Qingquan, Chen Yan has too many questions to ask, and besides, Lin Jiajia is still there, so it is impossible for him not to ask.

In this way, Chen Yan got on the plane alone and set sail towards London.

Before leaving, the ghost gentleman specially brought him a brand-new tuxedo, which Chen Yan gladly accepted.

......

Six a.m. the next morning, in the London district of Tentle.

Chen Yan, dressed in a trench coat, walked in the silent and uninhabited streets. Maybe because of the murder case just yesterday, Chen Yan walked for a long time and didn't see anyone.

It was so quiet here, Chen Yan simply opened the ghost eye and began a carpet search.

As soon as the ghost eye was opened, a bright and dazzling ball of light appeared in the field of vision. Chen Yan was slightly stunned, and then instinctively walked over there.

Bang.

He pushed open the bloodstained glass door and took the freshly cleaned elevator to the top floor.

After the elevator door opened, more than a dozen killers in suits looked at him indifferently, and they didn't know what news they had received, and they retreated one after another.

Chen Yan didn't pay attention to these people, and walked straight past them and walked towards a certain office.

Pushing open the office door, a leisurely voice came from inside.

"There is an old saying in Yanxia: Tiger fathers have no dogs, I think this sentence has some meaning. ”

A figure was drawn out of the office chair, Chen Qingquan looked at Chen Yan with a blank face, and smiled slightly: "Xiao Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Chen Yan looked stunned: "You...... Is it really an old man?"

Chen Qingquan said with a smile: "It's just a change of skin, if you like to call, just call it." ”

After speaking, he said lightly: "I heard that you have suffered a bad loss in the Cayman Islands, so I personally visited Chris. It's a pity that they couldn't kill him. ”

Chen Yan just nodded, not knowing what to say.

Chen Qingquan said: "Xiao Yan, you won't blame me for disrupting your plan, right?"

Chen Yan suddenly looked at him directly, and said word by word: "In the years that you have disappeared, have you ever gone to sweep your mother's grave?"

There was a moment of silence.

Chen Qingquan sighed: "At the beginning, I was riddled with old diseases, and I couldn't go to the hot summer ...... at all."

"Aren't you the mighty Seven Stars, is it difficult to contact us?" Chen Yan said.

Chen Qingquan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Child, don't mention the past again, can you forgive me?

It was this perfunctory attitude that annoyed Chen Yan, he raised his eyebrows, and said word by word: "Don't mention the past again? Do you know that if Lin Jiajia hadn't found me, I wouldn't have been able to bury my mother?"

Chen Qingquan's eyes narrowed, and his voice was also low: "I said, don't mention the past." ”

Chen Yan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes turned into a pair of prismatic ghost eyes.

"Father, it seems that plain words cannot make you apologize. In that case, I'll wake you up. ”