I rely on live broadcast to sell elixir

pay the price...

What if it is very likely that there is also my share?

Ye Yao was suddenly choked by a cold force.

Bu Zhong raised his eyes, and looked at him with restrained eyes: "Ye Yao?"

Ye Yao has a slight stalk in his throat.

What should I say?Tell him what you saw today?

He's still buzzing in his head.

From the first time he saw the mutant, that vague guess had popped up in his mind from time to time, but he always felt that everything was somewhat similar or coincidental.

But today, what he saw was actually the half-demon he had seen in the real world!

In this world, apart from him, the resurrected person, there are indeed other things connected with that world... Will there be more?The one who came back from the dead like him, even came from that world?

On top of that, his grandfather... got involved with these things 20 years ago.

Ye Yao looked at Bu Zhong.

This person is very nice.

Be nice to him.

Even though he said he didn't care about the sudden warmth in his dry life for so many years, he was already eagerly absorbing the warmth like a cracked sponge.

—he likes him.

He admitted it.

...maybe a little more than like.

The "trash" that no one wanted in the first life, and the "Master Ye" who was feared by everyone but looked at with greedy eyes in the second life. This time, he is Ye Yao.

Being needed by others returns the same emotion.

"I..." He moved his lips.

For a moment, Ye Yao raised his head, his dark and bright eyes seemed to be filled with helplessness and relief.

"I'll take you somewhere."

There were already a lot fewer people on the street in the middle of the night, and there were still some passers-by enjoying the nightlife in the commercial street around the Yincheng Building, but at this moment they couldn't help slowing down and glanced at the cars parked on the side of the road.

A row of black cars, not an expensive brand, but as long as you know a little bit, you can gasp when you see the uniform number plate, as long as someone stares at it for a long time, they will be greeted immediately Please go away politely.

Ye Yao stood quietly at the door and watched them break the wall, and then carefully removed the corpse of the half-demon little by little. Even when dealing with the dead corpse, there were still armed policemen with live ammunition on guard.

The ferocious aura could be smelled clearly from such a long distance, and everyone's eyes widened in shock the moment they saw the whole picture.

"This is..." Yang Zhengyi couldn't help but took two steps forward, trying to reach out to touch it, but was stopped by a group of people.

"Minister be careful!"

"Don't touch it, it may be poisonous!"

Ye Yao interjected lightly from the side: "It's not poisonous, just touch it."

Yang Zheng turned his head to look at him: "You know this thing—?"

Ye Yao: "I know."

He looked at Yang Zhengyi's staring eyes, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "I saw that you were surprised when you came here just now, but you were all for that corpse, and you never came to me to ask why you appeared here. this."

Ye Yao couldn't even remember how nervous he was when he saw this group of people appearing in front of this house before he came, but now...

He said with a half-smile: "Minister Yang, did you expect the situation from me to be unexpected?"

Yang Zheng stared at him for a moment with scorching eyes, and said without a smile, "Sure enough, he is a descendant of Mr. Shen."

Ye Yao opened his eyes slightly.

"You don't need to be surprised. We have already known your affairs very clearly, not only what you understand, but also what you don't understand."

Yang Zhengyi patted him on the shoulder: "Relax, things are not as you imagined, your grandpa is not the culprit as you thought, although the matter did start with him... Sigh, it will happen in a while I can't tell, otherwise..."

He turned his head to look at someone who was silent from beginning to end, and said to Ye Yao, "Let him explain to you."

It was destined to be a sleepless night.

Ye Yao stared silently at the rapidly receding background outside the car window.

He originally wanted to rub against other people's cars, but before he could step out, he was grabbed by Bu Zhong and got into the same car.

"Sit." Bu Zhong took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it over.

"I'm not hungry, no need." Ye Yao pressed his index finger and thumb between his eyebrows, "I'm not in the mood to care about this now, you and Yang Zhengyi..."

He let out a breath slowly, and said bluntly: "What kind of charades are you playing?"

Bu Zhong's silence and Yang Zhengyi's words just now pulled him, a drowning man, up from the bottom of the pool like a rope.

"You guys already knew about my grandfather?"

Bu Chong retracted his hand: "It's not too early."

"When is it not too early?"

"The first time you met a mutant, when you managed to calm him down." Bu Zhong said in a low voice.

"Then why did you—"

Ye Yao's words suddenly stopped.

On this issue, he and Bu Zhong had reached a certain tacit agreement long ago.

——I know you have a secret, I won't ask it, and you don't have to tell it.

If it were any other person, I'm afraid he would have been dragged to slice.

But it was this man who made Ye Yao not care whether the secret would be revealed again and again, and occasionally revealed the true face of the innocent and kind "Ye Yao" who had not been squandered in the first life.

"The way you treat the experimental subjects vaguely reminds me of something. At this point, even if I don't want to delve into your past, someone will always send the information to me."

Ye Yao murmured: "Yang Zhengyi..."

"From his standpoint, he must be responsible to everyone, and he will not hide it from me." Bu Zhong said.

"Since when did I know that besides your surname Ye, you are also Shen Guangzhi's grandson."

Bu Zhong stared at Ye Yao unblinkingly with his dark eyes, and said slowly: "The person who first mentioned the repair of human genes to achieve better evolution, the former chief of the 'immortality' experimental project team-Shen Guoshou, Shen Guangzhi."

Ye Yao's fingers shook violently.

"Shen Guangzhi's original test sample has always been a mystery. In the disaster caused by the S-class experimental subject riot, this national treasure-level medical scientist was unfortunately killed, including the few core members who knew the secret. Since then, the so-called original sample has been It has become a missing 'mystery', not only the country, but also hidden and heard forces are investigating its whereabouts. They searched all over the mountains, old forests and high mountain peaks, and even dug in all the places he might have been. feet, but none were found."

"Nobody would have thought..."

Bu Chong paused, and then continued: "He hid things in a place right under our noses, but it had nothing to do with him."

Ye Yao digested and assimilated this information, trying to translate these words into a language he could understand in his slightly swollen brain: "My grandfather was the former project team leader? Wait, you let me...you mean, he Died in an accident!?"

"Yes."

No wonder...

At this moment, everything my mother said became a thread.

Why don't you follow the old way of grandpa?Why is the reason for his death so secretive?

What are the people from the Ye family looking for after pestering them three times and four times for so many years?

Ye Yao rubbed his forehead: "No, even if he is the leader of the project team, he doesn't have that much power to monopolize the experimental body. Under normal circumstances, it should be stored in a place like your experimental center's mutant storage. How could it appear in the city? In a small bungalow in the center."

"—It's a house prepared by my parents."

Ye Yao raised his eyes suddenly: "What?"

"In the name of real estate investment, I bought it under Bu's name without anyone noticing it. Even if it is left vacant here for decades, I am afraid no one will notice that among the thousands of properties in Bu's house, it is neither luxurious nor shabby. One of the more ordinary houses."

The expression on Bu Zhong's face seemed to be a smile, but in the occasional flickering light and shadow outside the window, there was an indescribable coldness and coldness in a trance: "It's no wonder that the original experimental subjects were not taken back to the country..."

A national treasure-level researcher, coupled with the largest investor and partner, can indeed keep a secret.

It's just that no one thought that this secret would become a "legend" that no one knew the truth as the person concerned left unexpectedly.

If there is no Ye Yao, I am afraid that the secret will always be a secret, buried in this room surrounded by luxury and gold, until it rots.

"Knowing this and looking at your actions, the previous anomalies seem to be explained." Bu Zhong restrained the frightening expression just a moment ago, and gently pulled Ye Yao's slightly trembling fingers, a little A little bit, use the temperature of your palm to soothe and warm him, "But..."

"I always feel like there's something wrong."

"Ye Yao, you are not unfamiliar with this corpse, right?" Bu Zhong looked up at Ye Yao, the ink color was smudged, and there was a strange gleam, "You are very familiar with it, and even know its origin clearly .”

Ye Yao's heart skipped a beat.

"Tell me, I want my parents to die."

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I'm not in good health during this period, and the update is very unstable. It's getting better in the past two days, and I will work hard to write more texts later, bow down.