MTL - Laws of the Other World-Chapter 117 Extra (9)

They drove the car back to Tan Yiming’s apartment. When they pushed away the door of Tan Yiming’s apartment, the ink night looked at the on-site sampler sent by Song Zhi. He said without words: “This is what Song Wei said,’ '? Is this not just missing?"

The party was in a mess, and the people who attended the party were cleared out of the scene.

Three bodies floated in the pool in front of them. After the work of the samplers was completed, the police rescued the bodies.

The expression on the face of each corpse is full of desire and yearning, as if they have reached heaven.

In the night, Momo walked to the side of one of the bodies. It was a woman who recognized the ink night with her friends and was one of those who hoped that the night could stay in the party.

I haven’t spoken in the first two hours, but I didn’t expect to die so soon.

Her eyes were wide, her lips were slightly open, and one hand was already stiff, as if she had to catch something before she died.

"Lian Wensheng will not poison them, right?" The night of the night, the eyes of Zhou Mo, to Zhou Yu, to know that Zhou Yu is the person who drank the beer handed by Lian Wensheng.

"In addition to the neurotoxins made from the s-class biological spinal fluid, the human world should not be able to kill my life." Zhou Yu replied.

"I am afraid that it is not a toxin in the human world."

"Everything can only wait for an autopsy report."

The police station issued a wanted order to Lian Wensheng, but Zhou Yu knew very well that even Wensheng’s desire to avoid hunting was actually an easy task.

Zhou Yu and Mok Night walked around the scene to observe.

The outer shell of the phoenix spider, which is even Wensheng, remains in the same place.

The people of Song Zhi are trying to find ways to transport it away.

Zhou Yu leaned over his face and stared at it: "Ink night, do you think it is different from what we saw before?"

“Different?” Ink night touched his chin. “When I saw it, it looked like I was going to jump up and bite our head. It looks like a broken body. ”

"It's the eyes. Its eyes are gone." Zhou Yu stepped forward, put on his gloves, and reached into the eye socket of the Overlord Silver Spider. "It's empty! I decided that its eyes are inside!"

Ink night went over: "If I didn't guess wrong, the camera here should be the camera. Even Wensheng probably expected this to happen. I deliberately hid the camera in the eye socket of the Overlord Silver Spider and filmed it all. ”

"If this is the case, the video picture will definitely be transmitted to a terminal. The wireless transmission range of this camera is limited..."

"Maybe it was passed to Lian Wensheng's tablet. If this is the case, even Wensheng will take the tablet away while taking the camera."

"So...we still can't know what happened?" Zhou Yu sighed, and as he passed his way through the bottles and glasses at the poolside, he seemed to find something and quickly walked over.

He squatted in front of a bottle, picked it up and turned it at the light.

"What's wrong?" The ink night also fell down beside him.

"Do you think the liquid left in this bottle seems to be glowing with blue light?" Zhou Yu asked.

Ink night nodded: "Yes. It is blue, and it is very shallow and subtle blue. If it is ordinary human eyes, it should not be visible."

“Real beer doesn’t reflect this color.” Zhou Yu picked it up and handed it to the sampler sent by Song, and asked, “Are you asking people at the party? How were they invited? Is there anything here and what do these people have in common?"

"They said that they all received an electronic invitation letter from Lian Wensheng. The number of people who promised to go to the appointment is more than 10,000 yuan. If they say something in common, the only thing I can think of is that they are very young, at the age of twenty. Until the age of twenty-eight. No more than thirty years old."

This answer made Zhou Yuqi brow.

Ink night came to his side with a pocket and said: "It doesn't sound like a test for a specific object? This is one of them, maybe there is another reference group somewhere."

"Well, yes... I think the purpose of even Wensheng is not just to make biological weapons."

When the pool party was processed, it was already half past three in the morning.

"Now can we go home?" Ink night asked Zhou Yu, who was still frowning.

"Let's go, let's go back."

In the night, the ink lifted his arms and took the shoulders of Zhou Yu. When everyone didn't care about them, the ink night quickly kissed Zhou Yu's eyebrows: "Hey, the thoughts on Lian Wensheng are over, wait until Han Li or Li Qian gave you other clues and thought again, otherwise everything is a lack of basis."

"I know, you are not saying that you want to eat supper? Let's go." Zhou Yuyang raised his hand.

"Eat night snacks? This time?" Ink night looked at Zhou Yu with the expression "You don't make jokes."

auzw.com "Well, this time there are fewer people."

Zhou Yu opened the door and sat in the position of the co-pilot: "Go to Wutong Lane."

"...what is that place?" Innocent night, sitting on the co-pilot position.

"You navigate." Zhou Yu held his arm and closed his eyes and looked ready to sleep.

Looking at the eyelashes that he was illuminated by the street lights, the ink night was a little itchy.

Zhou Yu can of course feel the emotions of the ink night, directly reaching out with his eyes closed, holding the shoulders of the ink night and pressing him to himself, then kissing him on the corner of his lips.

The moment of the ink night was a little surprised, and then the childish smile was revealed.

"Well, drive to Wutong Lane, I really want to eat something."

The night of the car started the car, and the lip line was bent upwards along the way.

When he came to the entrance of Wutong Lane according to the navigation, he suddenly smelled a strong food aroma.

It is already more than four in the morning, and there are still some people sitting on the snack stand to talk about the wine.

This alley is deep and long, with a lot of snack stalls, and a variety of rich flavors intertwined, making people hungry.

Zhou Yuqi opened his eyes and said: "Let's go."

Ink night blinked, and he was not eaten by the roadside stall. When Zhou Yu was not there, the ink night was followed by the staff after the filming ended, but the nightingale was the first time.

Because the guests are almost gone, many stalls are steadily packing up.

“The food stalls here are open from 10:00 pm to around 5:00 in the morning, and when the day is over, these stalls will all be withdrawn.”

Zhou Yu sat down in front of a booth and opened the disposable chopsticks. He did not wait for the ink to open the mouth. He had already ordered two bowls of noodles.

"Are you sure I would like to eat the noodles here?" Mo night smiled and asked, he held his head and looked at Zhou Yu in front of him.

"I don't know if you like to eat, but I like to eat." Zhou Yu scraped off the wood thorn on the chopsticks and handed it to the ink night.

The noodles come very quickly, they should be the last single business.

After Zhou Yu mixed the noodles with the marinade, he looked at the ink night and turned it over with chopsticks. At the end, there was still a burst of white and red, and he pushed his face directly.

"You eat this."

Zhou Yu knows that this guy is not going to mix noodles, just wants to mix himself with him, but I don’t know why, Zhou Yu doesn’t want to tear him down.

"You said that Tan Yiming studied the spiders in order to heal his wife's Alzheimer's syndrome... Why did he do this?"

"Because his wife can't communicate with herself normally, can't remember what they are going through now, can't take care of themselves... or in the eyes of the world, Alzheimer is like a kind of disability."

"She may not be able to communicate properly with Professor Tan, but other ugly things in the world can't affect her. If she can't remember what they have experienced, Tan Yiming will accompany her to recall the past. It can be him now. What the wife remembers must be beautiful and precious. Even if Alzheimer is a defect in the eyes of outsiders, it does not affect Tan Yiming’s wife and he eat a bowl of noodles. Like me and you now.”

Zhou Yu lowered her eyes and smiled.

The night is like water, and even the faint mist is filled. Zhou Yu’s introverted facial features have become softer.

"This is where I least like you. What you think is different from many people. It seems so ‘not normal’.”

"But this is also the place that you like me the most, because you know that no matter what you become, I will love you. I love you the most original look, and love what you are now."

After eating the face, Zhou Yu and Mo night drove back to the apartment. After simply showering, Zhou Yu went back to bed and pulled the quilt to sleep.

While rubbing his head at the night, he came to Zhou Yu's side and sat down, reaching out and touching his forehead.

"I don't have any hair, how can I sleep?"

Despite this, the ink night lie down with his hair and hold Zhou Yu, and sleep with him until dawn.

At 10:30 in the morning, Zhou Yu’s cell phone shook at the bed.

Almost at that moment, Zhou Yu woke up and stretched his arm to take the phone, only to find that the ink night almost completely encircled himself, his chin was on Zhou Yu’s forehead, even if he fell asleep, he did not forget to show himself. Possession. His closed eyes looked naive and lazy, and the slightly raised eyelashes were like the wings that were about to be fanned.

Zhou Yu took the phone and found that it was Han Li’s phone.

The author has something to say: To go out tomorrow, so the update is also in the evening. Everyone will come to sleep tomorrow night.