from my heart [last days]

Several people went upstairs back and forth, Zhou An walked in front and asked, "Has Academician Xie slept in the morning?"

Cheng Yinshang said honestly: "No, I chatted with Boss Zhao for a few words."

This lawsuit is really superfluous, Xie Congxin took a cold look at Cheng Yinshang, Zhou An asked: "Boss Zhao?"

"It's those people from yesterday," Cheng Yinshang explained, "They came from Zheng|zhou and are going to Chongcheng."

Cheng Yinshang roughly repeated the conversation between Xie Congxin and Zhao Meng and others in the morning. The word "Chongcheng" is enough to make people sensitive. Zhou An said to Pei Ze: "Should we keep vigil at night?"

Pei Ze nodded, that was his original plan.

Zhou An said: "Then you go to sleep for a while, what if something happens tonight?"

Then he turned to Xie Congxin and said, "Academician Xie is going too, I'll hang two more bottles of glucose for you."

Disobeying the doctor face-to-face and disobeying the doctor's orders behind the scenes are completely different things. Even if one's body is well known, one can only lie flat and let Zhou An get two more injections.

The others went to the next room for fear of disturbing them. Xie Congxin was lying on the bed, and Pei Ze was in the other room, leaning against the head of the bed with one long leg bent, reading the atlas brought out from Chongcheng.

There are not many opportunities to be alone to exchange information, Xie Congxin asked: "What is Captain Pei looking at?"

Pei Ze made a mark on the corner of the book and said, "If you don't pass through Zheng|zhou, you can open the book by detour."

Xie Congxin raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

Pei Ze closed the atlas and glanced at him lightly. There was not much emotion in his deep pupils, but Xie Congxin understood what he had not said.

In fact, Pei Ze didn't mean to question him at all, but he also understood that it was really unfair to them to ask Pei Ze to take his team members to Zheng|zhou with him without knowing anything.

He didn't mind disclosing some information to Pei Ze properly. From the current point of view, the possibility of Pei Ze being an enemy is very small. Xie Congxin said: "Dr. Xu may be one of the participants in the project back then."

Pei Ze turned his head, and Xie Congxin took out the phone from his pocket. The hand that recorded the fingerprint was inconvenient to move while hanging the bottle, so he handed it directly to Pei Ze, saying: "1021."

As soon as it was the password, Pei Ze entered it to unlock it, Xie Congxin said, "I'm not sure, the face is different."

A group photo of more than a dozen people appeared on the screen of the mobile phone. The background was the steps in front of the main entrance of the National Academy of Sciences. There were men and women, mostly middle-aged, all wearing white coats. There was a photo date in the lower right corner of the photo, August 2005 August 8th.

The man and woman standing in the front should be husband and wife. The man is holding the woman's waist. Judging from the size of the woman's protruding abdomen, she should be about six months pregnant. They both look a little like Xie Congxin.

The photo taken 23 years ago coincides with Xie Congxin's age, so are they his parents?

Pei Ze suddenly asked, "Birthday?"

"..." Xie Congxin paused, and after half a second he reacted, laughed without irony, and mocked, "Captain Pei has a good focus."

It wasn't his style to ask this question, but October 10 happened to be yesterday, so the time when Zhao Meng and others appeared was too coincidental.

Pei Ze carefully looked at the faces of everyone in the photo. Xie Congxin would not show him this photo for no reason, or if he didn't need his ability, Xie Congxin would not reveal anything to him.

Finally, his eyes stopped on the young man standing in the last row, about the same age as Xie Congxin, wearing thick black-rimmed glasses, wearing a white coat, and holding a folder in his hand.

It has been 23 years, and the appearance of people will change to some extent. Dr. Xu’s face is very different from the photo, but they have received professional facial recognition training. The facial bones, shoulder and neck ratio, eyes and ears are all difficult to change. , especially if there is no special comprehensive plastic surgery, it is easy to identify.

"It's him." Pei Ze said.

"Sure?"

"determine."

Xie Congxin was silent for a while, then said: "Chen Hai, 49 years old, born in Shanghai, participated in the project as an assistant."

Pei Ze didn't ask him why he knew so much about an assistant.

Xie Congxin hooked the corners of his lips sarcastically, and said, "China is so big, it can't be a coincidence that we meet here."

Pei Ze glanced at the couple again, and said, "Purpose?"

Xie Congxin seemed a little tired, raised his arm and pressed it on his eyes, "You want to lure me to Zheng|zhou."

Pei Ze turned off the phone, put it back on Xie Congxin's bedside, got out of bed and sat on the window sill, looked at the two cars parked side by side downstairs and lit a cigarette.

Zhengzhou is undoubtedly a well-prepared trap, but the reason why Chen Hai appeared here is definitely not that simple. Xie Congxin may not be able to confirm it, or he may not want to say it. He can guess that the antibodies in Xie Congxin's body should be the same as those of the project back then. related--

His parents and teachers are all participants in the project, and Su Shiqing is in Beijing, so what will Zhengzhou have?His parents?

Xie Congxin didn't say anything, he wouldn't ask, Pei Ze said, "You can do it now."

"No," Xie Congxin moved his arm away, the emotions in his eyes had subsided, and he looked at the drip slowly falling from the infusion set, "wait a minute."

The purpose, the means, the people behind Chen Hai, the internal agents in the team—especially the last one, must be eliminated before entering Zheng|zhou.

After I fell asleep and pulled out the needle, the fever finally subsided completely.

When I went downstairs to cook at night, Zhao Meng and others were also using the kitchen. Seeing them coming down, Zhao Meng said enthusiastically: "Oh, do you want to do it? I have a lot of things in my bag. Let's go together?"

Since he knew there was something wrong with this group of people, of course he wouldn't eat their food, Pei Ze refused with a cold face, Zhao Meng was full of regrets, and had to ask the bodyguards to give up half of the stove for them to use.

Chen Hai wasn't downstairs, so Pei Ze dug out the soaking stuff and cooked eight-treasure porridge for Xie Congxin. Xie Congxin sat at the table, resting his chin on the back of his hand to watch him wash the rice, and said, "Scramble an egg, don't put sugar in the porridge."

Pei Ze raised his head and glanced at his complexion. It was much better than yesterday, but he became thinner after a long illness, and his lips didn't have any color. So he went to the refrigerator and took an egg, broke it, and gave it to him. Steamed a bowl of custard.

The custard has some sesame oil and shrimp skin added, and the heat is well controlled. It is served with red bean and black rice porridge. Xie Congxin ate the most satisfying meal after the outbreak of the end of the world. I feel slightly sorry for the mismatch.

Chen Hai also came downstairs to eat, Xie Congxin didn't give him half a spare look, as if the emotions he accidentally showed in front of Pei Ze in the afternoon didn't exist, and he chatted with Zhao Meng and Mrs. Zhao as usual.

Zhao Meng's Mandarin is not standard, he brags without panting, modestly and ostentatiously said that his five-star hotel is still a chain, and there are several cities in the country, Xie Congxin followed the words with half-truths and half-false words Compliment him: "I ate at that restaurant once when I was in Beijing, and the food was very good. It turned out that Director Zhao opened it."

Zhao Mengxi smiled and praised Congxin's watch hypocritically: "Oh, brother Xie seems to be really low-key. I know this brand is hard to buy. What did you do before?"

He didn't buy it because it was difficult to buy, Xie Congxin smiled: "A small chemical factory, a little thing, can't compare with Zhao Dong's family business, and now it's gone."

Xie Congxin really has a bad temper, most of the time he speaks mercilessly, but his EQ is high enough, there are ten thousand ways to make you feel bad, some that see blood, some that don't see blood, some that are straightforward, it all depends on his mood, After it’s over, you still think he’s right——

Zhao Meng's heart that had just swelled up was deflated by his light words, his face collapsed instantly, and he lamented: "It's like! Mountains of gold and silver have turned into mountains of corpses. People are dead, so what's the use of money?" !"

Xie Congxin sighed with him again.

After the others finished washing the dishes, the two groups went upstairs together and bid farewell at the stairs on the second floor. Xie Congxin said: "Tomorrow we will leave before dawn. Director Zhao should not be up yet, so let's say goodbye first."

Zhao Meng said with regret: "It seems like fate to meet each other in the past few years. Do you really want to go to Beijing?"

Of course they were going to Beijing, so everyone said their goodbyes in a fake way.

They went upstairs and divided their rooms. Pei Ze and Zhou An took turns keeping vigil in Xie Congxin's room. Cheng Yinshang and Peng He slept in the next room next to the stairs. They were scheduled to leave on time at five o'clock tomorrow morning.

In the first half of the night, the wind was calm and the sea was quiet, and the autumn wind was getting colder.

Until 02:30 at night, in the room on the third floor, Zhao Meng swallowed nervously, and whispered, "Really... really want to do it?"

Chen Hai stopped opening the medicine box, turned his head and looked at him expressionlessly, and said, "Don't you want to save your son?"

Zhao Meng's expression was uglier than crying, "No, no, I seem to be afraid..."

He has always been timid and timid, Madam Zhao pushed him away with a blank face, and said, "Mr. Chen, can that person really save my son?"

"Yes," Chen Hai pushed his glasses, "He is the only one in this world who can save your son, and you heard the broadcast in Chongcheng."

The second half of the sentence was like a booster, Madam Zhao's eyes were red, she nodded slowly, and said, "Okay, I will do it."

Chen Hai smiled, took out a small bottle of oral solution color medicine from the medicine box and handed it to her, saying: "Don't be so nervous, as long as you can get the antibody, you and your child will be fine."

Mrs. Zhao took the medicine. Although the corners of her eyes were already wet, her face was very determined.

She turned her head to look at Zhao Meng, and said, "Old Zhao, I, Zhou Min, have been with you for 20 years, and I have never begged you for anything. I know everything about you outside... I never thought of making trouble with you." What, how can I live my whole life, and when will I die? I have no other wish, but Yue Yue, you must save him, he is your son. "

Zhao Meng was a little scared by her attitude as if she was confessing her last words, her knees were weak, and she leaned against the table and said: "Hong Kong... What's the matter with Hong Kong! Mr. Chen is in Hong Kong, and you and Yueyue seem to have..."

Madam Zhao laughed.

The thin figure was covered by moonlight, with a bleak and sarcastic smile, then she unscrewed the medicine bottle and drank it all in one gulp.