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"Ye Yao...Ye Yao?"

He uttered some ravings vaguely from his mouth, was dragged to raise his head, and placed it on a chair.The restraint belts snapped together with a "click", strangling his body so that he would not slip.

In addition to the white and miserable light above the head, there was also the warm color of the spotlight. Ye Yao twisted and felt that the heat was going to burn his hair.

It's hot...but cold.

The consequence of excessive weakness is a complete collapse of body functions. In the past few days, he has not touched anything other than a glass of water and a bowl of nutrient solution every day.

Sweat oozes out in bursts, wetting his entire back.

Ye Yao's fingers fixed by the restraint belt could only move within a pitiful range of a few centimeters, trembling nervously.

"Want water?"

……what?

water?

He moved his eyes blankly, and smelled a little damp coolness from the tip of his nose.

It was like a person who had trekked for a long time in the desert and finally saw a leaf of green. This temptation from human survival instinct suddenly flooded him like a catastrophe.

Ye Yao suddenly opened his eyes, the whites of which were bloodshot: "Give it to me...give it to me!"

"As long as you cooperate to answer my questions, you can do as much as you want." The voice close at hand was gentle and gentle, full of temptation to fall into the trap and want to do what he said.

"Did you feel it?" The man said softly, a few drops of water and nectar fell on Ye Yao's face, as if dripping through hot scorched earth, instantly refreshing.

However, after the momentary coolness, there was an even more heart-pounding anxiety, Ye Yao panted, and the despair of drinking poison to quench his thirst almost drove him crazy.

He muttered: "Cooperate with... answer..."

"Yes, as long as you say it." The man put the cup a little farther away, "Tell me what you know, and you won't have to go through these pains again. You are very uncomfortable. You see, I want you to be relieved too."

Ye Yao blinked, his eyes were still blurry, he could vaguely see the reflection of metallic color on the face of the person in front of him, as if he was wearing something.

He moved his lips.

The man moved closer.

"Tianheng...I..." Ye Yao murmured.

"Yes, that's it, say it!" The man's tone became a little excited.

"My information is all in..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Yao tilted his head and made no sound.

"..."

"Teacher, he fainted."

After a long while, only one person stepped forward to check it out, and tremblingly said to the frozen humane with a blue face.

The person wearing the mask opened his mouth soundlessly, and the shape of his mouth was a curse word.

He stood up and looked at Ye Yao, who was unconscious, with a cold gaze of looking at things: "No matter what method you use, wake him up, I must know the corrected version of the genetic modification today."

"Yes, don't worry."

The mechanical door opened and closed, and the room fell silent again.

The remaining "students" looked young, with a mask hanging on their face, which was more like a need to conceal their identity than its original function.

He stood there for a moment, then took two steps closer to Ye Yao.

The face of the person in front of him still has two points of innocence, and he looks no different from an ordinary college student who has just graduated. If he wants to talk about the advantages, he is not bad. stand up.

He didn't know the identity of this person, but he just overheard the teacher talking on the phone with the big boss who sponsored the experiment, saying that their research had been hindered by someone, and the hope of recovery now rested on this person.

The student was a little emotional, and felt a little pity for him when he was locked in a chair and tossed out of shape.

"Who made you wade into this muddy water, don't blame me..." He muttered and picked out a syringe from the things he brought in.

Bu Zhong woke up from his sleep again.

The lightning outside the window pierced the night, and the rumbling thunder overwhelmed him, making him inexplicably thrilling and breathless.

He ate and lived here for a few days, but he became more and more silent every day. Since the woman left on the first day, no one came here again, and the huge space was frighteningly quiet.

He lowered his head, no emotion could be seen in his dark eyes, he seemed not at all affected by the environment that can make normal people go crazy, these days he just sat quietly in a chair from morning to night, occasionally looking out the window .

"We just keep him like this and don't care about anything?"

The people in the camera can sit still, but some people can't sit still.

In a certain room, someone slammed the table and turned his head away from the monitor. The face with signs of age under the gray hair was reflected in the light of the monitor. It was a familiar face!

——Bu Linwei.

The third room of the Bu family.

There was no response from the man in the armchair across the room.

Bu Linwei pinched the bridge of his nose, and seemed to be trying to suppress his anxiety: "I can't go back to the Bu family... Since Bu Zhong was taken away by us, the people under me have been arrested these days The Bu family is clearly taking advantage of this opportunity to clean up my influence! If I didn't receive the news quickly, even I myself-"

He swallowed, dryly and angrily said: "From the very beginning, he planned to uproot me!"

With the absence of the leader, such clean-up operations can proceed in an orderly manner.

He always thought that he was enough to take a serious start, but obviously, he has been careful to win over the forces of other houses for so many years, and his seemingly domineering appearance is actually secretly gathering strength, which has long been seen by a junior who is nearly 50 years younger than himself. in the eyes.

And Bu Zhong let them be presumptuous, watching them eat away at the company's shares with a cold eye, and clearly remembered every detail of his grudges when he snatched the position of the owner and bribed the servants to drug him.

If it wasn't for the sudden addition of a kid who didn't know where he came from and became Bu Zhong's weakness for them to catch...

Shouldn't...

Bu Linwei didn't know what to think, and suddenly shuddered.

Will not……

The person who knew the inside story of that matter is long gone. No one in this world will know that secret... No one will know!

His pupils trembled, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

There is a slight "click".

The armchair, which was quiet all the time, turned to an angle at some point, and from that direction, one could have a panoramic view of Bu Linwei's distraught and disheveled face.

"Mr. Bu San."

The corner of the man's mouth hidden in the shadow of the back of the chair raised an inexplicable arc: "Let me remind you, our purpose is only to obtain the information on genetic modification, other than that, whether it is Ye Yao or Bu Zhong, I hope Don't do unnecessary things."

His tone was light, but there was an undeniable sense of oppression.

Bu Linwei was startled, and came back from the flustered trance.

He glanced at the person sitting on the chair, and the fleeting emotion in his eyes contained a bit of unwillingness and gloom that were well hidden: "I have a sense of proportion."

"That's good."

"But don't forget our previous agreement." Bu Linwei said in a deep voice, "I think we can take some special measures when necessary."

"what do you mean……"

The man tapped the armrest lightly: "What have you done?"

The tone was even softer and more gentle than before, but cold sweat dripped down Bu Linwei's back.

He knew exactly what kind of person the person in front of him was, and he refuted him in front of him...

But he had no choice.

Bu Linwei straightened his back, making himself look unshakable: "We have cooperated for so long, no matter what, you should give me some protection as a partner."

Even if he couldn't see his face clearly, Bu Linwei could feel the other person's eyes pressing on him as if in reality.

The air suddenly tensed up.

Bu Linwei unconsciously clenched the hand hanging by his side, his face turned slightly pale.

To his surprise, after five seconds, the trembling gaze moved away.

The person on the chair turned around as if nothing had happened. He faced the window and waved to Bu Linwei: "Then do as you want."

Bu Linwei opened his mouth as if he didn't realize it, but he quickly restrained himself and held back the persuasive words he had prepared.

He stared at the man with dim eyes for a while, then turned and walked out the door without saying a word.

The room fell silent.

The man turned his head, looked at Bu Zhong who was sitting quietly on the display screen, and looked away thoughtfully from the door that had just been closed.

He snorted lightly: "...idiot."

The student jingled and pushed the cart out of the white room that made him panic.

The special environment here can make any normal person go crazy staying in it, and even he, in just a few hours, has a feeling of chest tightness, shortness of breath and sweating.

however.

"I didn't ask at all." He slapped himself on the head, moaning in disbelief and despair.

He used all the methods he could while ensuring that the other party's brain would not be damaged. In the end, he couldn't bear to see the other party's horrible appearance collapsed in a pile of liquid.

But, unfortunately, nothing useful came out.

"Where did he get such perseverance?!"

Although so many people throughout the ages have expressed "spiritual greatness", in fact, few can guarantee integrity under cruel physical torture. The potions he has tested have been used on the eight-foot man who claims to be a tough guy, let alone It's crying and begging for mercy, and even asking about things like changing the crotch pants at what age.

The student swallowed, frowned and wiped his wet palms on his clothes.

He picked up the communicator.

As if holding a bomb in his hand, he struggled for half a minute before he let out a long breath and pressed the button hesitantly.

"How about it?"

The stern voice from inside made him tremble in conditioned reflex.

The student took a deep breath: "Yes, I'm sorry, teacher, I couldn't..."

"waste!"

He almost threw the communicator out with shaking hands: "Yes, yes, I'm useless..."

"The whole project stops here and counts on what he has in his mouth. You tell me that I can't ask!? I've been with you for so long to make you eat!"

The student didn't dare to refute "you didn't do anything to blame me for throwing this on me", and listened obediently to the swearing from the other end, and finally threw him an extremely irritable and impatient "get back first" and hung up communication.

He smiled helplessly and sighed.

The clanging of cars gradually faded away.

In the room separated by a door, the person lying on the ground opened his eyes suddenly.

His pupils were so clear under the white light that he couldn't tell that he was tortured to the point of dying just now.

Ye Yao breathed a sigh of relief, sat up slowly, looked at the viscous liquid on his body, frowned and clicked his tongue.

His left shoulder was black and blue from the struggle just now, and apart from leaving him with a complete brain, the rest of his body was covered with bloodstains.

——The medicine stuffed into the mouth the moment a person comes in can only ensure that his mind will not be affected, but the physical torture is real.

"You're welcome." He shook his head.

But fortunately, not without gains.

On his upper left, the 24-hour surveillance camera finally stopped moving.

He had already guessed that the other party would not be able to use high-end torture methods, so he did not dare to leave evidence.

Ye Yao reached out to wipe off the blood on his face, and couldn't help hissing because of the wound.

He spread out his other hand, and there was a thin piece of plastic film in the palm.

He held it in his hands for three hours without the stupid student whose fingerprints he had stolen from it being noticed.

"Then now..." He looked up at the seemingly indestructible door that isolated everything, and smiled slightly.

"It's my turn."