"Mom, for the sake of my father, we have one more important thing for you to do."

"You say."

"In the 20 years that we thought our father had died, my father has been used to do all kinds of biochemical experiments at the hands of the people of the umbrella company, with the purpose of transforming the strongest biochemical weapons.

In order to control the powerful biochemical weapon, my father's neck was equipped with a special metal spider made by their umbrella company, and now we are not sure that the metal spider is safe, the best way is to find someone from the umbrella company.

This time, he and his father came to rescue the spy Jia Wuhua is the senior researcher of the umbrella company, Umegawa Neiku, the number of senior researchers of the umbrella company is very rare, there are only ten in total, and each of them is the soul of the key scientific research projects of the umbrella company.

For the Umbrella Company, the senior researcher is their most important core asset, so after we caught someone, they came to the door through the Eagle Country government in less than a day, hoping that we could release the senior researcher of the umbrella company, Umegawa Neiku, and specially sent a negotiation team for this person.

We hope that Mom, you can have a good deal with the other person, and you must let them safely release the control of your father, so as to ensure the safety of your father's life, which is what you are best at. ”

"Yes, the negotiation is up to me, and I will definitely make those inhuman guys pay."

"Mom, don't move too fast, drag on the time, we're going to put that umbrella one day later, the company's senior researcher Umegawa Neiku, there will be a chance to dig more useful things out of him, by the way, this time I came to negotiate, it is said that Mr. Brooke, the president of the umbrella company, is personally led by the team in charge, such a big fat sheep, it's a pity not to knock on some bamboo poles, there is no such shop in this village."

"I understand, don't worry, if you don't pick up a layer of skin from them this time, I won't have the surname Ji."

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In the funeral parlor in the capital, since the large-scale outbreak of the zombie virus, the blazing flames of the eight incinerators dedicated to cremating corpses have never stopped for a second.

Whether it is to reduce the pollution source of the zombie virus or to clean the environment, as long as it is confirmed that the dead people or zombies are all lined up and thrown into the incinerator, they will be swallowed up by the raging flames, and then converted into heat energy to provide the energy needed for thermal power generation.

It is also ridiculous to say that after the large-scale outbreak of the zombie virus, the long-distance transmission of UHV wires is slowly ineffective because no one maintains it, and the outside power cannot be transmitted, and the huge population of the capital base, the number of electricity that must be consumed every day is very amazing, so the power supply has become increasingly tight.

At the beginning, in order to protect the environment, the capital city installed thermal power generation equipment on several incinerators in the funeral parlor, which was of little use to the huge capital in normal times, and was more of a symbolic meaning of environmental protection, but now, the thermal power generation equipment on the incinerator burned with corpses has become an important source of power supply for the capital base.

The Capital Funeral Home also specially set up a clean-up team to collect some unclaimed or entrusted corpses from their families in the capital base every day, and transport them to the funeral home for incineration.

Maybe it's because they've lost too much, and people have begun to become numb, and there aren't many people like Si Qingli who personally send their dead family members to the funeral home.

After a simple formality, the expressionless Si Qingli quietly looked at Zuo Yilan, who had a calm face and seemed to be asleep, was pushed into the incinerator, and then swallowed up by the raging flames.

This silent signature received Zuo Yilan's urn, and after holding Zuo Yilan's urn into his arms, Si Qingli, who had been unable to give up for the past few days, finally cried bitterly.

Si Qingli, whose voice was hoarse, returned home with Zuo Yilan's urn, and at the door of his house, he saw the great beauty Tu Jiaojiao, who had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing the urn in Si Qingli's arms, the big beauty was like a thorn in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

Indifferent glanced at the big beauty Tu Jiaojiao, Si Qingli opened the door, didn't do anything, the first thing was to put Zuo Yilan's urn solemnly on the cabinet that had already been prepared, now that the capital base is short of materials, Si Qingli can only put a small bag or two of shabby dried fruit snacks at will, all of which Zuo Yilan loved to eat before her death, as a tribute.

Seeing Si Qingli busy with all this alone, Tu Jiaojiao, a great beauty who couldn't intervene for a while, could only stand aside quietly and wait for Si Qingli's actions to come to an end.

"I want to put incense on Miss Zuo."

Si Qingli lifted his eyelids, glanced at the big beauty Tu Jiaojiao, and said: "Now the conditions are simple, the time is tight, and I haven't found the incense candle paper money, if you really have the heart, just bow to Yilan, Yilan She will understand." ”

The big beauty Tu Jiaojiao did not object, took the initiative to take two steps forward, and bowed three times to Zuo Yilan's urn respectfully.

"I'm sorry, Si Qingli, I'm sorry for Miss Zuo Yilan's death."

"You don't have to be sorry, it's none of your business, Ilan died for me, I'm sorry, the one who should be guilty is me."

"However, the murderer who killed Miss Zuo Yilan is my father, and it is only natural that my father will pay his debts, and I am here today to apologize for my father."

"Is that Killer One really your father?"

"Yes, the results of the DNA test have come out, and although I can't believe it, the truth is that the modified humanoid biochemical weapon Killer No. 1 is the father that we all thought had sacrificed for 20 years.

As for my father's affairs, the scope is too wide, and it is inconvenient for me to say more, but now he is indeed a biological weapon modified and controlled by the umbrella company, although he doesn't want to, but it was my father who killed Miss Zuo Yilan. ”

"So you're apologizing on your father's behalf? I see, I've received your and your father's apologies, and if there's nothing wrong with Miss Tu, please leave here. ”

"Si Qingli ......"

The big beauty Tu Jiaojiao, who didn't choose to leave, shouted softly to Si Qingli.

"Why are you still waiting for me to say forgiveness generously?

After all, this is a living human life, how can you ask me to forgive you?

I've used all my sanity to tell me it's not your father's fault or yours, but you tell me to forgive, and I really can't do it.

I'm sorry for Zuo Yilan, I have brought a lot of hurt, pain and anxiety to Ilan, it is my fault, and it is also my fault for your heart and affection.

Since we have discovered the mistake, we must correct it, so, Miss Tu, if there is no need in the future, it is better for us not to meet again.

Otherwise, every time I see you, I won't be able to suppress my guilt for Ilan, and I won't be able to forget that I still died at your father's hands.

It's for you, it's for me, and it's for the dead Ilan, and I hope that when you walk out of this door today, we'll just be familiar strangers. ”