Bamboo horse is not a human being in his daily life

Chapter 102 [Zombie Night] I don't have time to make trouble with you
As for the setting, Wen Queyu was completely blind. Although the plot had been changed by the system before, she could somehow know the general direction, but now she was completely confused.

We can only analyze the information provided so far and come up with useful things.

The documents placed on the bed all use the most rigorous and meticulous words to state the professional knowledge that ordinary people can't understand at all. Wen Queyu felt dizzy after just a few glances, but Jiang Yousi read it very seriously. From the beginning until now, he didn't seem to have spoken to her much except to explain the situation.

Wen Queyu quietly moved to the side, poked his arm with his finger, and asked.

"Jiang Ruanruan, aren't you curious at all about how we got out of the last copy? Are you not at all reluctant to give up the throne?!"

She feels that she is not enlightened enough. Ever since she appeared here, she has not thought about being a queen for a moment. It was really comfortable. She slept when she was full and continued to eat when she woke up. She said, the saying "born in sorrow and died in peace" is so reasonable, she wants to die in peace now.

Hearing this, Jiang Yousi's expression didn't change much, and he said to her with a cold and handsome face, "Go back to sleep before you wake up, what nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight? I don't have time to make trouble with you, the research institute still has a lot of things waiting for you." I'll take care of it, come to the institute to find me after you wake up."

After that, he got up and walked out.

Wen Queyu was a little confused.

She felt something was wrong.

No, it's not that the situation is wrong, it's that something is wrong with Jiang Yousi.

Even the usual Jiang Youpan usually has a cold face, but this tone is definitely not the tone that a normal Jiang Youpan should have. Even if he always likes to say that he is not a human being, but a dog, he will never treat him She said I don't have time to make such a fuss with you.

Wen Queyu sat on the bed and thought for a while, then stood up and walked around the room.

This house has the layout of an ordinary four-bedroom house, and the decoration is leaning towards simplicity. There is no extra decoration on the white wall except for a TV set in the center, and a black feather lamp is placed near the balcony. , and a small bookshelf is placed on the opposite wall.

The bookshelf was full of medical books, and Wen Queyu slid through a few of them. He took out the last one and flipped through it in his hand, but stopped when he reached the first side.

On the title page of the book, the three characters "Jiang Youbo" are written in extremely regular strokes.

Wen Queyu stood by the window for a long time before changing his clothes and following the frequently used locations on the AutoNavi map in his phone, he found the research institute that Jiang Yousi mentioned.

The institute is located on the bank of Luoyue Lake. The arc-shaped design is like a bright moon hanging straight next to the lake, and the ripples are refracted by the light onto the glass windows of the building.

Wen Queyu put the satchel back on his shoulders, and took another look at the vaguely green lake before stepping into the research institute.

Linxian is a city with heavy industrial development. It is probably because of the heavy industry. People in the city are more or less infected with some respiratory diseases. Therefore, the institute was established at the right time. It can be described as the lifeline of Linxian as a whole. This is not an exaggeration at all. Every year, the research institute develops some new drugs to solve the new diseases that emerge every year.

Therefore, the site selection is absolutely secluded, and the design of the entire research institute is also the top high-tech in the country.

As soon as she entered the gate, Wen Queyu was stunned. It couldn't be called entering the gate. It could only be said that she saw a silver gate blocking her eyes as soon as she stepped in. She reached out and touched it. Immediately above, a blue spot of light gradually turned into a projection of a robot.

"Please put your left hand on the screen for palmprint recognition."

Wen Queyu obediently put his left hand on it for palm print identification. He thought the door would be icy cold, but the touch feels extremely warm, no different from human body temperature.

The light spots gathered in the center along the shape of the lizard's palm, and then dispersed again. The robot reappeared in the center of the screen with the scattered light spots.

"Intern Wen Queyu, the identity verification is successful, please come in."

The silver door was like a jigsaw puzzle that had been disassembled. It retracted instantly from four directions, up, down, left, and right, opening up a space for her to enter.

As soon as she entered, there was an elevator. As soon as she got in, the elevator automatically locked the floor, but after a second or two, the elevator door opened again. Only then did she finally return to the modern workplace from high technology.

There were people in white coats sitting in the glass rooms. They were all busy typing on the keyboard as if they were clerks in the unit. Wen Queyu wiped the cold sweat from his palms on his trouser legs and walked inside. Go, she remembered that the robot just said that she was an intern.

Interns are the most redundant and the most busy. They are like bricks that need to be moved wherever they need to be.

She licked her lips, and found that no one here cared about who came, nor did they care what the person did, and only focused on the things in hand.

Wen Queyu couldn't bear his curiosity, so he leaned over to take a look, but only saw a dark screen.

This, this, what is this busy?

"The research institute's computer protects the screen, and only staff who join the computer domain can see the content on their screen."

As soon as Jiang Youbo came out of the office, he saw Wen Queyu standing there in a daze, looking left and right.

He hooked his hand at her, signaling her to go over.

Wen Queyu hastily ran over to stand beside him, and followed him into a glass room.

From the outside, it looks like there are people in white coats sitting in every glass room, but from the inside, it’s really not what it looks like from the outside.

At least in terms of layout, they are completely inconsistent, not to mention that the people sitting here are not wearing white coats at all.

There were three people sitting inside, each occupying a corner in the east, west, and east of the conference table. After Jiang Yousi walked in with someone, he sat in the north seat, and knocked on the small bench next to him to signal for warmth. But the fish sat down.

The person sitting on the south side was wearing a checked shirt, with a timid expression, and a bald scalp in the middle of his thinning hair.

Wen Queyu whispered to Jiang Youpan, "We've been researching how to cure depression here, but never thought about how to cure baldness?"

Jiang Yousi looked at the document, and ignored her as if she hadn't heard the words.

On the contrary, the strong man sitting on his left smiled and patted his palm on the table with a loud voice.

"Hey, little Phoenix, did you hear that? Our trainee sister said you are bald, you have to pay attention to your body, otherwise no girl would want you."

Little Phoenix—the bald man lowered his head, his lips trembled, and he didn't say a word.

(End of this chapter)