Report to the president, your actor has run away again

The boy shrugged his shoulders, as if he was used to it, threw the phone back on the table before, and turned around to do his own thing.

They are now located in a building in the southeast wide corner of Tongcheng, but the location is a bit special.

-second lower floor.

This entire building belongs to the SR Biopharmaceutical Group, but among the hundreds of employees who clock in here every day, only a handful of them know the existence of the second basement floor.

Gray walls, gray corridors, gray ceilings.

It seems that everything here is gray and gloomy, except for those white and dazzling experimental instruments.

Every day at this time, Xiang Yuan would lock himself in this dark room, and today is no exception.

This is a closed room, the walls are gray and black like the outside, the only connection with the outside world is the iron door behind Xiang Yuan and the narrow window on the iron door.

At first glance, it looks like a cell used to confine slaves in an ancient western castle.

Xiang Yuan sat on a chair in the middle of the room, in front of him was a long table filled with bottles and cans of different colors, as well as injection tools of various sizes.

Xiang Yuan was wearing the same white isolation suit as the boy outside, and he was wearing a mask, so he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, only a slight numbness appeared in his long and narrow eyes.

Pick out a moderately sized needle tube from the tray, and skillfully wipe, draw medicine, and push water.

Xiang Yuan lifted up the isolation suit on his body, revealing his firm and tight belly, randomly picked a place without needle holes, wiped it with alcohol cotton balls, and then stuck the needles in.

The sharp needle pierced into the tight muscles of the abdomen, and the pain caused Xiang Yuan trembled slightly.He closed his eyes and pushed all the medicine in the needle tube.

Intramuscular injection, very painful, but directly effective.

The effect of the medicine came on very quickly. Xiang Yuan looked at the stopwatch and recorded the changes and feelings in his body every minute.

The heat from his blood made him sweat, followed by dizziness, and a strong sense of rage.

These are the side effects of the drug, and it won't take long for the real effect to show.

That's what he needs most.

An hour later, Xiang Yuan walked out of the iron gate.

When he came out, the boy was sitting next to the laboratory table in a daze.

"Brother Yuan!"

Hearing the sound of the iron gate, the boy stood up suddenly, as if trying to cover up his distraction, he quickly pointed to the mobile phone on the table, "Brother Yuan, just now, someone called you just now."

Xiang Yuan let out a "hmm", pulled off the mask on his face, picked up the phone and glanced at it, then threw it back blankly.

The young man looked at Xiang Yuan's expression, and asked cautiously, "Brother Yuan, how about this batch of medicine?"

"It's still the same." Xiang Yuan took off his isolation suit and put on his woolen overcoat, "How's the thing you prepared?"

The boy's expression froze for a moment, "Very, very good, everything is almost ready."

Xiang Yuan glanced at him and said nothing.

After a while, the boy really couldn't bear it anymore.

"Brother Yuan, I still think" the young man scratched his head, his originally clear voice was lowered, "Isn't that going to work, we still have the medicine

It's a test, in case something goes wrong."

"Does anything happen to you?"

Xiang Yuan's voice was cold, as were his brows and eyes.

"Put yourself in your place, No. 06."

Yes, 06.

It's not a pure code name, it's a boy's name.

The boy's body couldn't help but flinch a little. He knew that every time Xiang Yuan called him that, he was really angry.

"I see, Brother Yuan"

The young man grabbed the corner of the isolation suit with both hands, and said timidly: "Then, the ratio of the medicine is"

"Maximum concentration, maximum dose."

Although he had expected it a long time ago, the boy couldn't help but tremble when he heard it.

""good. "

Xiang Yuan withdrew his gaze, the effect of the medicine left in his body made him unable to suppress his irritability.

He silently looked at the mobile phone on the table, the red breathing light was still flashing slowly, reminding him of missed calls and unread messages.

"Don't worry."

Xiang Yuan said to himself softly.

Don't rush.

It's almost over.

He will soon be yours.

The light-colored lips curled into a shallow arc, Xiang Yuan raised his hand and threw the phone into his coat pocket, humming happily and left the second basement floor.

**

Tang Ruan gave himself a vacation, whether it was long or short, one month.

In the past, every time he applied for a vacation, Wu Zhuoyi always acted as if he had been constipated for two or three years, haggling and bargaining, and sometimes simply rejected the application.This time it was quite straightforward, with a wave of his hand, he directly pushed back all the schedule for a month.

Wu Zhuoyi also has his own plans.