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... seems to be driven by a strange coincidence. Since Shao Yu’s first appearance, the old six years of dusting have been torn open by force majeure.

On the other side of the video, Mao Dongqing nodded: "He should have found no monitoring."

Mao Dongqing sent a video.

The Blue Star No. 6 warehouse with the r-code base gene sample was sealed, and Shao Yu carefully used the terminal to sweep everywhere. Wei Shi could even see the bandage wrapped around his left side slowly oozing.< ...

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