In the basement, the fire is faint.

Due to the lack of oxygen, the lamps on the wall seem to glow green.

It's a small, modern lab that comes in from the outside and needs to pass a series of validations.

"You're ready to go out."

"Yes."

When the man spoke, Qin Qiao'er finished reporting the recent events and was driven out again.

There were only two people left inside.

Chang Shen looked at the female corpses hanging all over the walls, all of them had different ways of dying, bloody and cruel, but he only glanced at them lightly, and he didn't even frown.

He didn't wear glasses when he wasn't at school, and he took a string of Buddhist beads and hung them in his hand, twisting them again and again, a bit like he was slowly pulling the ruler of death.

With the viciousness of this man, this is not surprising.

However, he found something special, that is, except for the corroded corpse, the rest of the corpses had more or less similar faces.

"You killed these people because of hatred?" He twisted the beads in his hand, and his cold eyebrows were slightly curious.

Looking at the person sitting next to the precision instrument not far away, next to a computer that he had never seen before, slowly playing with something.

His fingertips held the keyboard, his skin was white and cool, and the little finger of his left hand was gone, which still did not affect his flexibility.

After a long time, he tapped lightly on the keyboard, and his soft voice carried some longing, even difficult to detect reluctance, and his voice carried a trace of ethereal: "No, I don't hate, how can I hate her." ”

It's too late for him to love......

Chang Shen walked around the laboratory and looked at the cold instruments placed everywhere: "I'm curious, what is the purpose of your construction of this laboratory. ”

"You're curious, why did I kill them?" Shen Zhinian broke his mind.

His eyes stared at the computer screen for a moment, his voice was very low, clear and gentle, but with an indescribable look: "The main reason why I built this laboratory is for her, in order for her to come back, come back to me, and obediently listen to me, do you believe it?" ”

Chang Shen gently twisted the Buddha beads, lacking a gentle and elegant color, and between the deep and cold thick eyebrows, a few smiles actually broke out from the frost: "I didn't expect you to hide so deeply." ”

The 'she' in his mouth should be someone who is very similar to these women.

"That female ...... just now," he referred to Qin Qiao'er.

"It's just an obedient dog." A touch of mockery crossed Shen Zhinian's white and cool face.

He can keep it if he wants to, and he can abandon it if he doesn't want to stay, it doesn't matter.

Shen Zhinian's gentle eyes had an emotion that could not be dissolved, and he didn't plan to continue on this topic: "My new drug still needs to be developed for a while, this time, what are you going to get as a reward?" Have you thought about it? ”

Chang Shen's gaze fell on the corpse on the wall, and the Buddhist beads on his fingertips slowly turned, as long as he could save Sheng Huan, he could do anything: "I didn't have it before, but now I have it." ”

"You should, you will be satisfied."

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and others to leave.

In the laboratory, Shen Zhinian pushed the wheelchair and slowly left the computer equipment, his eyes fell on the wall, and the female corpse of the dead was in different shapes.

On his lap was a book.

About organ transplantation and gene editing.

Pushing his wheelchair, he slowly approached the wall and walked to the corpse of a woman who most resembled it.

staring at her pale and bloodless face, in her gentle eyes, the viciousness was gone, and there was a touch of true tenderness on her white and cool face.

Through her, he seemed to be looking at another person, and after staring at him for a long time, he moved his lips slightly, and called in a very soft and soft tone: "Yu ......"

"I'll let you come back to me again."

"These people who don't look like you, who can't contain your memories, deserve to die."

Through organ transplantation, he restored his vital signs to normal, and then through genetically compiling memories, Qin Qiao'er could have everything Fu Hanxiang had.

So, his concubine......

It must be possible.