Night.

It's silent.

The cool breeze of the night blows, and the dry leaves on the ground flee with the wind.

The distant headlights passed through two rows of plane trees from far and near, and finally stopped in front of a remote and dark door.

The man got out of the car, quickly came to the passenger seat, and carefully carried out the unconscious girl inside, and the black door in front of him opened, and Berwyn appeared at the door.

looked at the girl in his arms, and couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows.

"What's the situation?"

Fu Chi's footsteps did not stop.

"Sort it out over there in the lab."

His voice was out of temperature.

Berwyn understood Fu Chi, and did not continue to say anything, walked quickly to a door, entered the password, opened the door, and then, a staircase leading to the underground appeared.

Fu Chi carried Jiang Ruan downstairs.

Walk through a long passage and finally reach the door of the laboratory.

The pupil code is scanned and the door in front of you opens.

A large laboratory with high-tech instruments in the center.

On the opposite side, there is a transparent display, which is parked at a database interface.

In the direction of the inside, there is a leather sofa.

He gently placed Jiang Ruan on the sofa and touched her forehead, which was amazingly hot, and it was not at all a temperature that ordinary people could bear.

The cold sweat on the girl's body had almost soaked her clothes, and a circle of dark red patterns gradually appeared on her neck, treacherous and extremely beautiful.

"Potion Y107 for me."

Fu Chi didn't leave an inch.

The tone was cold to the extreme.

Berwyn turned to the lab bench and pulled out one of the numbered glass containers.

Another syringe was removed.

returned again and handed it to Fu Chi.

Fu Chi's hand holding the needle was trembling slightly, but there was still no expression on his face, but Berwyn just felt that if something happened to Jiang Ruan today, he might ruin the world.

The needle slowly sank into the blood vessels in Jiang Ruan's arm, and the transparent liquid pushed into it little by little.

Berwyn looked at Fu Chi's back, and finally didn't say anything, ready to turn around and leave.

Fu Chi's cold voice came from behind.

"Check it out over there for the charity gala."

Berwyn answered, "Understood." ”

When I walked to the door, I met the return of Qianyu.

Qianyu glanced at the crack in the door that hadn't been closed yet.

"Don't go in, he probably wants to kill someone now, go check on the charity party."

Berwyn leaned against the wall and rubbed his brow.

That little girl, but Fu Chi's life.

Qianyu had no expression on his face, still cold and hard like a machine, and turned around and left: "Hmm." ”

Berwyn looked back at the door behind him, and suddenly pulled his lips and smiled, as if to say to himself: "Only now, I can understand why he has been obsessed with this research all these years." ”

Fu Chi's indifferent personality, he never took the world into account, but for this research, he never stopped, and even became an incomprehensible obsession.

He once thought that Fu Chi wanted to change the balance of this world.

But now, he understood.

His world is Jiang Ruan.

……

The night breeze is getting colder and colder.

In the unknown area, through the layers of green vegetation, a rather retro house gradually became clear.

On the soft tatami mat, the man leaned on the top, and his slender and beautiful hand gently flicked the dark red Buddha beads in his hand, one by one, after years of play, the beads were slightly polished.

The other hand picked up the white jade teacup and gently blew the white mist on it.

"What about surveillance?" He spoke.

In the dim space ahead, a figure stood there.

The voice was old-fashioned: "Jiang Ruan has been ruined in advance and has not been recorded." ”

Hearing this, Lou Luchuan's throat overflowed with a low smile, and his elegance was extreme, "Be cautious, but I don't need to worry about anything." ”