This apocalypse is a bit sour

Chapter 127 Doubt

Tang Yuan was half-sitting on her bed, the file bag beside her had been opened, a few sheets of 4K paper were placed beside her, and she held two sheets of file paper in her hand.

Here are all the biographical information about Professor Ji, and the things he has studied, the more Tangyuan feels familiar.

"Sister and dad have invited you to treat me to dinner." Tang Heng pushed the door open and entered. Tang Yuan immediately instinctively covered the archive papers with the quilt.

"Come right away." Tang Yuan brushed her hair back, watched Tang Heng go out, then lifted the quilt, packed the materials, and put them in the bedside table.

Tang Henian sat on the host seat, drinking porridge in a good mood. The rain has been a little less in recent days, and he hoped that the sun will come out as soon as possible.

"Dad, would you like to talk to me?" Tang Yuan felt that her father must be hiding something from her.

"Of course I do. You have a partner now. Soon, you may not be by my side anymore. I have to hurry up and have a good chat with you."

"Then let's talk about Professor Ji, such as when I met him and when I became his student."

"You just met him when you became his student in university." Tang Henian put down the chopsticks in his hand, with some flickering and avoidance in his eyes.

"Liar." Tangyuan took out the photo he had just taken out of his portfolio from his pocket.

The photo was taken eight years ago. At that time, I was still very young, Tang Heng was still a little carrot, and Tang Henian's back was not so bent yet.

There are two other people on it. The one standing in the center is Professor Ji, and a boy about 17 years old, standing far away from everyone, with a smile on his face.

"Then how should father explain this photo?"

Tang Henian took the photo handed over by Tang Yuan with trembling hands. He had clearly destroyed everything about Ji's family. Why did Tang Yuan still think about it so persistently.

"After you came back from Nancheng, your memory seems to be missing a lot. I thought the medicine finally worked." Tang Henian put down the photo in his hand, his eyes drooping slightly, like an old man in his 50s, dumbfounded Sitting there blankly.

"What medicine?"

"Professor Ji left you the medicine before he died. He gave it to me, saying that he was in great danger. If he doesn't want to make you crazy, he will secretly let you take this medicine."

"So, Professor Ji contacted you before he died, what is the relationship between you and him, father?" Tang Yuan immediately became emotional.

"Well, that old guy and I were at the same table in high school, but later I was admitted to the Chinese Department of Capital University, and he was admitted to the Department of Biology of University A. Later, I was transferred to University B as the principal, and met the current biology department again. He learned from an associate professor." Tang Henian sighed, the wrinkled corners of his eyes showed that he was no longer the prime minister, but an old man.

"At that time, you were only 15 years old, and you were obsessed with studying the veins of plants. I introduced him to you. You liked him very much as a strange old man, and he also appreciated your talent." Speaking of this, Tang Henian thought of the peaceful and peaceful past. Another beautiful day, with a smile on the corner of his lips.

"Then, who is the other boy in the photo? Is he also a student of Professor Ji?"

"He is the adopted son of Professor Ji, a poor boy with a very introverted personality."

"Why does father say he is pitiful?" Tang Yuan looked at the smiling young man in the photo.

"This child has a spontaneous combustion constitution, and it becomes more and more serious as he grows older. Professor Ji tried every means, but he can only make him contact with things below body temperature without burning."

"Spontaneous combustion?" Tangyuan was a little puzzled. It was the first time I heard that the human body can burn itself. "But he doesn't look like he's got any burns."

"This is the strange thing. Once someone touches him, he seems to be the incarnation of flames. Normally, he is just a normal boy."

"So, after Professor Ji's death, what happened to this young man? Where did he go?" Tang Yuan rubbed her chin, and things became more and more confusing.

"After Lao Ji's death, this child also disappeared. No one knows where he went." Tang Henian shook his head
"Before Professor Ji died, who else had contact with him besides you."

"Night North" Tang Hengnian said truthfully. "At that time, Yebei was doing a biological research, which involved knowledge of botany, so Lao Ji asked Lao Ji to help."

"There will be times when Yebei needs to go to Professor Ji, isn't he No. 1 in the field of biology?"

"Then he is not omnipotent. Yebei was an expert in artificial intelligence when he was in college, but for some reason, he switched his field to biology."

"And then." Tangyuan wanted to know what happened next.

"Then in the evening of that day, someone found Old Ji's body in Professor Ji's laboratory. The cause of death was plant odor poisoning, which I told you last time."

"But I still don't believe that a person who has studied plants for many years could die from poisoning by the smell of plants. I always feel that there is something hidden behind it." Tangyuan bit her lower lip. Although she didn't want to doubt Ye Bei, she always I feel that this matter has something to do with Yebei.

"Instead of doubting him here, you might as well ask him directly, lest you be suspicious here and hurt other people's hearts." Tang Henian snorted coldly. Although the cause of Lao Ji's death was suspicious, he absolutely did not believe it. Yebei will kill people.

Why, he has no motive.

Standing up, Tang Henian held his tea cup and walked towards the bedroom upstairs.

Tangyuan sat alone in the living room, knocking on the wooden table with her hands. After thinking for a long time, she finally made up her mind, stood up and walked towards the basement.

"Yebei!" Tang Yuan returned to Yebei's central laboratory led by the flying robot.

Ye Bei was sitting at the desk, recording some test data.

"Busy?"

"I'm just recording the data." Yebei quickly wrote down the last data, put down the work at hand and walked to Tang Yuan's side.

"I'm hungry, come and eat with me." A smile appeared on Tang Yuan's lips. Dad was right. Instead of being suspicious and misunderstanding alone, it is better to speak out and solve the problem together.

"Okay, what do you want to eat?"

"Simple bread and milk will do." Tangyuan held Yebei's hand and pulled him slowly out of the laboratory.

The two sat in the library, and the warm sunlight poured in from the transparent glass.

Ye Bei sat in front of Tangyuan, holding a copy of Les Misérables in his hand, with a calm expression on his face. He kept flipping through the pages with his fingers, feeling that Tangyuan was peeking at him.

"Do you have anything to say?" Yebei stopped holding the page of the book, raised his eyes, and looked at the glutinous rice balls with a smile.

"Can I ask you a question?" Tangyuan thought for a while and added. "I asked you not to be angry."

"Ask." Yebei smiled and scratched Tangyuan's nose.

"Is it really not you who killed Professor Ji?"

　Guess who that boy is.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)