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Everyone didn't say anything more, packed up and set off for the cemetery.

Sitting in the car, Xu Ling's mother said: "Ye Jin, do you know that the three scientists died violently one after another recently, and there was an accident and a disaster?" ”

Zhou Yeshuo became fierce, and there was not even a trace of waves in his eyes: "There is such a thing? I haven't heard of it yet. ”

"You didn't do it, did you?" Xu Ling's gaze came.

Zhou Yeshuo put his hands together and put them on his knees casually: "What do I do with that kind of thing?" I can't do it. ”

"It's not you, although they all died in accidents, but it happened to be those three scientists who died, the time is too coincidental, there may be something strange, go back and ask your parents, don't be involved."

Xu Ling began to doubt his son, and when he heard Zhou Yeshuo say this, his heart was biased towards him.

Zhou Yeshuo looked out of the car window, his thoughts began to wander, and he was only happy in his heart, those scientists who made him should have such an end, they treat life as a child's play, only responsible for manufacturing but not responsible, they should taste the cruelty of life being treated as a child's play!

Anyone has to pay for what they do! Soon, he'll make everyone pay!

Late at night, Zhou Yeshuo returned to the villa with a set of clothes, sat on the sofa in the cold night, and after seeing that he came back, he didn't chat with him as usual, but went back to the bedroom directly, and didn't come back for a long time.

On a cold night, I heard a violent cough and heavy panting from the bedroom.

At first, he didn't hear it, but fifteen minutes later, he was still panting, and he couldn't listen to it in the cold night, so he dropped a magazine in his hand and went upstairs and knocked on Zhou Yeshuo's door.

Knock knock.

Raised his leg and kicked lightly several times: "Open the door!" ”

Zhou Yeshuo went to the bathroom, flushed his face, opened the door, and looked at Leng Yejin as if nothing happened.

Leng Yejin strode in: "Is it sick that your face is so bad?" ”

"Nope."

"It's as white as a corpse, and it's a bit fake to cover it, and the body is still the same? Isn't it that the surgery was successful a few years ago? Leng Yejin walked to the trash can, there was a large ball of waste paper on the trash can, Leng Yejin took out a ball casually, opened it, there were blood stains on it, he pinched the waste paper and turned around and asked Zhou Yeshuo: "What is this?" Coughing up blood again? ”

Zhou Yeshuo walked over, pulled the toilet paper, crumpled it into a ball and threw it back into the trash, glaring at Leng Yejin: "What you should care about now is yourself!" Don't ask anything else! Don't forget that you're a prisoner now! ”

"What about myself?" Leng Yejin clasped his hands to his chest and looked at each other: "How do you care about how you can escape from your guards like a net and prevent your conspiracy from succeeding?" ”

Leng Yejin sneered, stepped forward, passed by him, pulled out a chair and sat down: "I really want to ask, how long do you plan to imprison me, it's been six days, and you plan to imprison me for the rest of my life?" It's better to kill me directly, burn the corpse and wipe out the traces, from now on you are a cold night, no one will doubt your identity, how about never suffering in the future? ”

Zhou Yeshuo wanted to say something, there was a stuffy pain in his chest, and the pain was so painful that he almost turned his back on his back, he left the cold night and walked quickly to the bathroom, holding the glass stage drama with both hands and coughing.

Leng Yejin looked complicated, and he walked behind Zhou Yeshuo at some point, patted him on the back, brought him a towel, and asked him to wipe his mouth.

Zhou Yeshuo looked at the towel, unmoved, as if he was stimulated, and roared: "Get out!" ”