Tang Yuan was half-sitting on his bed, the file bag beside him had been opened, a few pieces of 4K paper were placed beside him, and he was holding two pieces of file paper in his hand. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Here are all about Professor Ji's life information, what he has studied, the more Tang Yuan looks, the more familiar he feels.

"Sister, dad told you to invite you to dinner." Tang Heng pushed the door in, and Tang Yuan immediately instinctively covered the file paper with the quilt.

"Right away." Tang Yuan brushed his hair to the back and watched Tang Heng go out, before he lifted the quilt, packed up the materials, and put them in the bedside table.

Tang Henian sat on the master's seat, drinking porridge in a good mood, the rain in recent days has been lighter, and he hopes that the sun will come out as soon as possible.

"Would Dad like to talk to me?" Tang Yuan felt that his father must have hidden something from him.

"Of course I do, you have a partner now, and in a short time, you may not be by my side, I have to have a good chat with you soon."

"Then let's talk about Professor Ji, such as when I met him and when I became his student."

"You just became his student in college, and that's when I got to know him." Tang Henian put down the chopsticks in his hand, with some flickering and dodging in his eyes.

"Liar." Tang Yuan pulled out a photo from his pocket that he had just taken out of his file bag.

The photo was taken eight years ago, when he was still very young, Tang Heng was still a little radish, and Tang Henian's back was not so bent.

There were two other people on it, Professor Ji was standing in the center, and there was a young man about seventeen years old, standing far away from everyone with a smile on his face.

"And how should my father explain this picture?"

Tang Henian took the photo handed over by Tang Yuan with trembling hands, he obviously destroyed everything about the Ji family, why did Tang Yuan still think about it so persistently.

"After you came back from Nancheng, your memories seem to have been lost a lot, and I thought that the medicine had finally worked." Tang Henian put down the photo in his hand, his eyes drooped slightly, like an old man in his fifties, sitting there blankly.

"What medicine?"

"The medicine that Professor Ji left you before he died, he gave it to me, saying that he was in great danger. If you don't want to go crazy, I'll secretly let you take this medicine. ”

"So, Professor Ji contacted you before he died, what is your relationship with him, father." Tang Yuan's emotions immediately became excited.

"Well, I was at the same table in high school as that old guy, but later I entered the Chinese Department of Capital University, and he was admitted to the biology department of A University. Later, I was transferred to B University as the president, and I met him again as an associate professor of biology. Tang Henian sighed, and the wrinkled corners of his eyes showed that he was no longer the principal in his prime, but an old man who was drooping.

"At that time, you were only fifteen years old, obsessed with studying plant veins, and I introduced him to you, you liked him very much, he was a strange old man, and he also admired your talent." Speaking of this, Tang Henian remembered the peaceful and beautiful days in the past, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Then, who is the other boy in the photo, who is also a student of Professor Ji?"

"He is Professor Ji's adopted son, a poor child with a very introverted personality."

"Why would my father say he was pitiful?" Tang Yuan looked at the young man who was smiling happily in the photo.

"This child has a spontaneous combustion constitution, and it gets worse and worse as he gets older. Professor Ji tried all kinds of methods, but he could only make sure that he did not burn when he touched things below his body temperature. ”

"Spontaneous combustion?" Tang Yuan was a little puzzled, and for the first time he heard that the human body can burn itself. "But he doesn't look like he's been burned."

"The strange thing is here, once someone touches him, he seems to be the embodiment of flames, and usually, he is just a normal teenager."

"I see, after Professor Ji died, what about this young man, where did he go." Tang Yuan touched his chin, and things became more and more confusing.

"After Lao Ji died, the child also disappeared, and no one knows where he went." Tang Henian shook his head

"Before Professor Ji died, who else did you have contact with?"

"Night North," Tang Hengnian said truthfully. "At that time, Yebei was doing a biological research, which involved botanical knowledge, so Lao Ji asked Lao Ji to help."

"When there will be a need for Professor Ji in the night north, isn't he the first person in the field of biology?"

"Then he is not omnipotent, when Yebei was in college, he was an expert in artificial intelligence, but I don't know why he switched his field to biology."

"And then." Tang Yuan wanted to know what happened next.

"Then in the evening of the same day, someone found Lao Ji's body in Professor Ji's laboratory, and the cause of death was plant odor poisoning, which I told you last time."

"But I still don't believe that a person who has studied plants for many years can die of poisoning from plant odors. I always felt like there was something behind it. Tang Yuan bit her lower lip, although she didn't want to suspect Yebei, she always felt that this matter had nothing to do with Yebei.

"Instead of doubting him here, you should ask him directly and frankly, so that you don't have to be suspicious here and hurt other people's hearts." Tang Henian snorted coldly, although the cause of Lao Ji's death was suspicious, he definitely didn't believe that Yebei would kill people.

Why, he has no motive.

Standing up, Tang Henian hugged his teacup and walked towards the bedroom upstairs.

Tang Yuan sat alone in the living room, his hand kept tapping on the wooden table, thinking for a long time, and finally relented, stood up and walked towards the basement.

"Night North!" Led by the flying robot, Tang Yuan returned to the central laboratory in Yebei.

Yebei was sitting at his desk, recording some test data.

"Busy?"

"It's just recording data." Yebei quickly wrote down the last data, put down the work at hand and walked to Tangyuan's side.

"I'm hungry, come eat with me." A smile bloomed at the corner of Tang Yuan's lips, what Dad said was right, instead of being suspicious and misunderstanding alone, it was better to say the matter and solve it together.

"Okay, what do you want to eat?"

"Just bread and milk." Tang Yuan held Yebei's hand and pulled him out of the laboratory slowly.

The two sat in the library, the warm sunlight streaming in through the transparent glass.

Yebei sat in front of Tang Yuan, holding a book of Les Miserables in his hand, his expression was calm, his fingers kept flipping through the pages, and he felt that Tang Yuan was peeking at him.

"Do you have something to say?" Yebei's hand holding the page paused, raised his eyes, and looked at the rice balls with a smile.

"Can I ask you a question?" Tang Yuan thought for a while and added. "Don't be angry when asked."

"Just ask." Yebei smiled and scraped Tangyuan's nose.

"Professor Ji really didn't you kill him?"