The hand holding the dagger was tightening, but I saw that the leather shoes stopped, followed by a sound of rummaging things, and after a while, I heard the voice of a middle-aged man, "That's right, this is it." ”

The man seemed to have given something to the other party, only to hear the other party say thank you, and the cooperation was pleasant, and the two walked out.

After confirming that they were completely gone, Beike walked out, her eyes swept over the laboratory, and finally fixed on the cabinet in front of her, but when she opened the cabinet, she didn't find anything, just some ordinary experimental equipment, so what did that person take to the foreigner?

And in the base, when did there be a middle-aged man next to the doctor who could be so trusted? Since it was someone who appeared in the base, why didn't she have any impression at all?

What did the man mean when he said that the cooperation was pleasant, what was the doctor doing hiding from himself?

These questions pressed on Beck's chest, making her desperate to know the answer, maybe she really couldn't wait for it any longer...

There was no light in the dimly lit bedroom, but there was a tall and majestic voice standing by the large floor-to-ceiling window, the flickering thunder and lightning split the night sky in half, the rumbling thunder seemed to be able to shatter everything, and the window was pouring rain, it seemed that this was another night of lonely ghost carnival.

recruited, the mobile phone in the suit pocket vibrate, and I saw the man raise his hand and take out the mobile phone and pick it up. He didn't speak first, but waited silently for the other party to speak first, because in this way, you can grasp the initiative to the greatest extent.

The rumbling thunder continued, and I didn't know who was on the other end of the phone or what he said, but I saw that the man was still standing with one hand in his pocket, and the cold white thunder and lightning were occasionally reflected on the man's face, so that people could barely see his handsome face.

Soon, the man hung up the phone, but his eyes never took off the roaring night outside the window. That phone call, from beginning to end, he never opened his mouth, not even a syllable, obviously a report call.

On such a stormy night, I wonder what kind of wind and waves will be experienced in the vast sea?

A flash of thunder pierced the sky, shining on the side of his face, and the corners of his sexy mouth seemed to hang a trace of arc that was neither deep nor shallow...

Bang Bang –

The door to the living room opened, and a drenched Beck walked in, and she quickly walked into the bathroom, took a hasty shower, and locked herself in the lab.

She put the blood bag she brought back on a professional instrument for analysis, and the results were quickly available.

The A4 paper was full of a bunch of medical terms, and a quick glance from top to bottom almost instantly, Beko's gaze was frozen somewhere.

The characters above have the active ingredient of Blazing Flame!

Beko's eyes widened in disbelief.

This means that this blood is not the patient's blood, but the source of the cultivation of the flame.

About two years ago, Beckon had already discovered that the flame was a pharmaceutical introduction provided by a certain person with a special blood component content, and she had told the doctor at the time that someone had injected certain substances into a living person, causing some qualitative changes in their blood composition, so as to use these poisonous blood to refine new varieties of poison

Dose.

However, he was firmly rejected by Copperfield, remembering that at that time he said that if the source of the flame is cultivated in the living now, the living will suffer from the unbearable pain caused by the flame flame, which is not something ordinary people can bear. What's more, if you really want to cultivate poison Gu, you must start injecting and cultivating it at a young age in a living person, so that it is possible for the two to merge into one, as for how much pain you will try to do during this period, just think about what the Flame Flame patient looks like when he is poisoned.

The pain that the nurtured person has to endure is definitely a thousand times more painful than the poisoned person, and the nurtured person must be a child, if it is really as you said, what do you think is the chance that the child can resist the pain and survive?

The doctor's words made Beike speechless, yes, how could an ordinary child bear the pain that even adults can't bear?

But now the report in his hand has ruthlessly stripped the only hope in Beck's heart, it turns out that there can really be someone so cruel, it turns out that there really is someone who can be above the pain of others at all costs, just to get what he wants.

Beck lowered her eyes, her gaze fell on the bag of red and blackened blood, and she felt the temperature of her whole heart cool.

Once again, her inference was correct, but why did the Doctor lie to her?

How many innocent children's lives have been taken by such a small bag of blood?

How much pain did that child go through to get the Gu poison to adapt to in his body?

What kind of organization is behind all this, all this cruelty.

Where did the doctor get this blood, and what did he do in the lab?

Recruited, a picture slipped through his mind, and the conversation of the middle-aged man in the secret laboratory sounded in his ears like a replay, and Beike suddenly opened his eyes, but the fierce look in it made people look a little afraid.

The next day, the bright sun climbed the branches, and the green plants were still stained with the traces left by the wind and rain last night, and Beck walked on the cobblestone path of the hospital, the ponytail tied on her head swaying gently with her steps, full of vitality.

"Beibei. ”

raised, a crisp male voice sounded, Beike subconsciously turned around, and saw Wen Xiaojun trotting towards her with a smile.

He stopped in front of Beck, his hands on his knees, and gasped, "I—I've found you." ”

"Looking for me?" Beke tilted her head in question, whether a pair of big bony eyes were smashed twice.

"Isn't it, where have you been all these days? I haven't been able to find you. ”

"I'm on a business trip, what are you looking for me to do?"

"I," Bei Ke asked bluntly, but Wen Xiaojun didn't dare to say what he said, so he hurriedly stopped his mouth, frowning as if he was very distressed.

Beike looked at him, and suddenly said, "Are you here to find You Yumeng?"

"No!" Wen Xiaojun refused, "I—I'm here to find you." ”

While Wen Xiaojun spoke, he quickly took out the bouquet hidden behind him and stuffed it into Beike's hand, and without waiting for Beike to answer, he first hurriedly said, "This is for you, I still have something to do, go first." After saying that, he ran away without a trace.

Beck was a little confused, lowered her eyes and looked at the delicate roses in her arms, and reached out to pick up the card on it, the text written on it was probably an invitation.

"Ms. Beck is cordially invited to attend Wen's private ball at the Green Grove Manor tomorrow night. ”

Ball?

Becko shook her head and stuffed the card back, she wasn't interested in the ball, or rather, she had long lost the right to enjoy life, Becko hooked the corners of her mouth self-deprecatingly, and her steps quickened.

When she returned to the office, Beike felt that something was wrong, she deliberately lightened her steps, and then saw a black shadow rushing out, Beike seemed to have expected it, easily, and avoided the other party's attack, but her hands were empty.

"Where did the roses come from?" You Yumeng squinted at her, then fell on the bouquet of roses, she leaned her little nose over and sniffed it, and couldn't help but sigh, "It's so fragrant." ”

After taking a look at her, Beike walked to the side of the high platform and poured herself a glass of water, and drank it before she spoke, "Kill it halfway." ”

"Killed halfway?" You Yumeng raised her eyebrows, "What I usually kill is at most a liquid-shaped rose, you are amazing, and you can kill a three-dimensional one." How? Teach me two tricks. ”

"You. Beck glared at her, "Don't do business, but you have to come to me to study roses, you police."

How idle are they?"

"Doesn't the boss have to be idle? You Yumeng threw a brainwashing smile at Beike.

You Yumeng was not idle while speaking, and she had already begun to read the message on the card.

"The little prince invited you to the ball?" You Yumeng cast a malicious glance at Bei Ke.

Beike didn't think so, and spread her hands and said, "What little prince, isn't it the one you brought to the hospital last time." ”

"Wen Xiaojun?" You Yumeng immediately remembered Wen Xiaojun, and the two curved eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, "He sent it?"

"Hmm. ”

"So, what do you think?"

"What is there to think about, of course I won't go. ”

"No, you rejected him to your face?"

"No, he was running so fast that I didn't even have time to say it. ”

"Xiaobai. ”

"Huh?" Seeing You Yumeng suddenly rushing in front of her and grabbing her hand, Bei Ke took two steps back with some confusion, "What, what's wrong?"

Looking at You Yumeng's expression, Bei Ke seemed to have guessed You Yumeng's thoughts.

"Don't you want to encourage me to go, right?" Seeing the slight change in the expression on You Yumeng's face, Bei Ke immediately refused, "No, absolutely not." ”

You Yumeng's small face stepped across, and she cast a complaining glance at Bei Ke, "Why not?"

"He's not our target task, why should we take this extra step? I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what if, in case Wen Xiaojun finds something in you and me, won't we have another trouble?"

"No, how could it be?" You Yumeng shook Beike's arm and coquettishly "Just his elm head, what can you find?" If you are worried about being discovered, I advise you to be more careful about that person named Zhuo Yan, his eyes always make people feel a little creepy. ”

"I don't know Wen Xiaojun well, what am I going to do there?" Beike broke her hand away, with a look of non-talk.

"Oh, Xiaobai, you can go. Looking at Beike's appearance, You Yumeng was still unwilling, and immediately entangled herself again, "Wen Xiaojun's family is also a rich and famous family in Europe, I believe that I can still get some news from him." ”

couldn't help You Yumeng's soft grinding and hard bubbles, Beike finally couldn't help it, "Okay, okay, I can't talk about you every time." ”

You Yumeng smiled, "You agreed?"

"Sort of, but I have the conditions. ”

"On what terms?"

"On the condition that you go for me. ”