born criminal

Chapter 24 Controversy

There is a tradition in Base No. 27. Every year on the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month, several schools will unite to organize New Year activities.The chance to get close to Irene that Andrew said was on that day.

Yang Zhou kept the date in his heart and asked Andrew about the progress of his investigation in the North District.

Andrew shook his head, and came to the same conclusion as Yangzhou: "The laboratory should be built underground."

"The laboratory is hard to find," Yang Zhou said, "Let's start with Irene first."

Andrew said hello.

He turned his head to look at Yang Zhou, and then again after a while, he clearly still had something to say, but he still didn't speak.Seeing the figure of D3 appearing in the corridor in front of the villa, Yang Zhou stopped and asked Andrew to speak directly.

"I want to ask you," Andrew said slowly, "if everything goes well—I mean, if, Irene helps us find evidence of genetic experiments, what should we do?"

Yang Zhou was silent.Andrew saw dodge in the eyes of this always rational and decisive human being.

"I wanted to ask yesterday, which side are you on?" Andrew stared closely at Yang Zhou, trying to figure out the answer from his micro-expressions, "Rose Pie? Or Chen Jian?"

If Yangzhou chooses Chen Jian, Andrew will not be surprised.During these days, he has long observed the other party's wavering and changes.

Yangzhou didn't let him guess, and gave the answer lightly: "I don't believe anyone."

No one believes it, and the implication is that it is not ordered by anyone.

Andrew did not agree with Yang Zhou's answer. After all, he is still a UNPO police officer. According to his thinking mode, if Base No. [-] is really conducting genetic experiments, they should preserve the evidence and hand it over to the UN court.

At this moment, Yangzhou showed a narrow smile, "Why, do you regret choosing me as the commander?"

Andrew's eyes widened, and the processor in his brain encountered an unexpected situation, so he was speechless for a while.Regret is not enough, after all, he does not agree with Jeffrey's approach.It's just that Yangzhou was actually joking with him... Andrew didn't expect it at all.

Yang Zhou was quite uncomfortable by his reaction.The smile faded, and he hooked his fingers hanging by his side, "Let's go."

The sky is blue-gray, like a duck egg shell.Seen from a distance, the white roof of Chen Jian's house was covered with yellow sand, looking dim and desolate, like a scene from a nostalgic movie.

D3 stood on the lawn basking in the sun, saw them coming back, and warmly invited Andrew to bask together.

Yangzhou glanced at Andrew, and mouthed: "Be careful with D3."

Although D3 always acts innocent and cute, the word "wisdom is like a fool" must be applicable to robots.

Andrew nodded and walked towards D3.

When Yangzhou returned to the villa, there was only a lump of soft blankets on the sofa, and Chen Jian was gone.

He went around to the back of the stairs and knocked on a hidden secret door.That was Chen Jian's collection room, where he often spends these days tinkering with antiques from centuries ago.No one answered, Yangzhou opened the door and looked, the old speakers, old records, silverware, lamps, and even the huge carousel inside were all the same, staying in the dark, silently recording the passing time.

Yangzhou turned around and went to the study in the northwest corner.As a result, there was no one in the study, and the only change was that the "Leviathan" on the table was replaced with "The Veil".

Did you go to the lab?

Yangzhou regretted secretly, he and Andrew walked not far away, the villa was always within sight, and he didn't notice Chen Jian leaving.

At this time D3 broke open the door and came in, Yangzhou asked him where Chen Jian went.

"I don't know." D3 deduced: "It should be Mr. Zhou."

Mr. Zhou.Yangzhou almost blurted out who Mr. Zhou was, but soon remembered that he had heard these three words before.

"Mr. Zhou is the waiter of Inspur," D3 added enthusiastically: "If you want to find Mr. Chen, you can go there and have a look."

Yang Zhou shook his head, "I'm just asking casually."

He was still sitting elegantly and straight, with the top button of his shirt undone, but this posture was too straight, like a stiff sculpture.

At the same time, Chen Jian and Fang Xing were arguing in a building 30 meters underground.

They are in a biological laboratory, very hidden, only five people in the entire base know the location.A bacterium is being cultivated in an incubator not far away, which is all their hope and secret weapon.

Fang Xing was still recovering from a cold, so he asked Chen Jian hoarsely why.The cold white light above his head hit his face, as if it had been coated with a layer of frost.Chen Jian bypassed Jingui's centrifuge and incubator, and poured Fang Xing a glass of water.Calm down, he said.

Fang Xing took the cup and touched Chen Jian's warm fingertips. His anxiety and anger dissipated and turned into grievances.

"Are you really not going to unite with the other six bases?" Fang Xing stroked the rim of the cup, "Our strength is too weak."

Chen Jian was unmoved: "There are too many people and the hearts are not in harmony."

At that moment, Fang Xing almost thought that he was implying the current dispute between the two, and he suddenly felt annoyed, and put the water glass heavily, "They are all isolated, we must be independent, everyone should be independent together, we have B75, what are you afraid of?" ?”

Chen Jian twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that this brother who grew up together was really naive, "Let me ask you, how high is the success rate of B75 infection?"

Over the past year, this number has been constantly changing, but Fang Xing always remembered the latest data clearly, and immediately said: "50.00% seven."

"Wrong, zero percent."

Fang Xing looked at Chen Jian in bewilderment, so Chen Jian asked him, has any experiment been done on humans?

50.00% Seven is the theoretical success rate calculated by Dr. Simon, so far they have not done experiments on living people.

In fact, it is simple, there are still some ordinary people living in the No. [-] base, and Fang Xing has already expressly and hinted to trick them into kidnapping them.It is not difficult to pour a glass of water mixed with bacteria.

But Chen Jian disagreed.Fang Xing didn't know the reason and was always dissatisfied with it.

Chen Jian sat down on the chair next to the operating table, took out an old-fashioned cigarette, didn't light it, just put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.He glanced at the incubator, "Fang Xing, what do you think our plan has a chance of winning?"

Fang Xing was full of confidence at first, but he hesitated when asked, and asked back, "What do you think?"

"Twenty percent." Chen Jian said it briskly and calmly, but Fang Xing called out, "Twenty percent?!"

[-]%, almost doomed to failure.Fang Xing didn't believe it, how could it be possible?But he held back and didn't ask any more.Chen Jian was no longer the Chen Jian he was familiar with. The way he spoke just now was very similar to Yang Zhou's, with the indifference of staying out of the way.

Out of some malicious revenge, Fang Xing said half-jokingly: "Then we must increase the success rate of infection as soon as possible. I think, or use Yangzhou as an experiment."

When he said the last word, Chen Jian looked over fiercely, as if there was a sharp knife in the air, trying to peel him alive.Fang Xing shuddered.Those feelings that were kept secret and grew wildly in the dark underground suddenly broke out recklessly.Fang Xing slammed the table and cursed in a trembling voice, "You just protect him!"

"It's not me protecting him, it's you talking nonsense." Chen Jian still tolerated Fang Xing as much as possible, and he controlled the volume, "We can't use innocent people for experiments."

Chen Jian had a lot of blood on his hands, and based on Fang Xing's understanding of him, he would not pretend to be a saint.So is it truly compassionate?Fang Xing would never accept this idea, and sneered, "You're just blind!"

He completely forgot what he and Chen Jian were arguing about. He just caught that flaw and vented his distorted love and deep jealousy recklessly.

He scolded Yang Zhou for being shameless and deliberately seductive, and scolded Chen Jian for not knowing right from wrong, and sooner or later his plan would be ruined.

A fire was burning in Chen Jian's heart, and the cover called the grace of saving life was almost unable to cover it.He knew that Fang Xing hated Yangzhou, but he didn't expect him to make such a suggestion and say such a thing.

Chen Jian stood up suddenly, and the chair fell to the ground with a "boom", as if shocked by stone.

Fang Xing's voice stuck in his throat, and he clenched his fists subconsciously.

"The experiment is going on normally." Chen Jian stared at him, "If the plan fails, I will take all responsibility."

Fang Xing's calf cramped, and the blood in his whole body seemed to freeze suddenly. He yelled "Stop" to Chen Jian's leaving back, but Chen Jian didn't turn his head.

It was getting late, the light coming in from the window kept slanting westward, and the shadows dragged longer and longer.

Yang Zhou was chatting with Fred, an old UNPO colleague, when Andrew came over and asked him what he was having for dinner.

Yangzhou told him to figure it out, but Fred on the other end of the phone asked in awkward Chinese, did Chen Jian come back yet?

Fred had stayed at Base No. [-], and got along well with Chen Jian.Chen Jian didn't have a Stars account, and Fred couldn't get in touch with him usually. He heard that Yang Zhou lived in his house, so he made fun of the two of them first, and then expressed his desire to chat with Chen Jian.

As soon as Yang Zhou looked up, he caught a glimpse of a shadow by the window, said something to talk about next time, and then hung up.

Chen Jian pushed open the door and took off his half-wet coat.Not far from the entrance is the coat rack. He moved a little slowly, and it took a lot of effort to hold the hook.

From a distance, he couldn't see his expression clearly, but Yangzhou somehow felt that he was in a mess. "Did you fall?" he asked.

Chen Jian seemed to be smiling.He walked towards Yangzhou, his steps were very slow, shaking slightly.

As they got closer, Yangzhou smelled alcohol.Sure enough, I went to find Mr. Zhou.Maybe he was splashed with water.

Standing in front of Yang Zhou, Chen Jian seemed to have exhausted his strength for a short walk. He supported the back of the sofa and almost fell on the cushion.

Yangzhou couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, and with a little anger, he wanted to stay away from him.But before he could move, Chen Jian hugged him.

"What are you doing?" Yang Zhou tugged at his arm, Chen Jian leaned on him like an octopus, his chin rested in the hollow of his shoulder, rubbing against him lightly.

He looked really downcast.

Yang Zhou let go of his hand and let him hold him like a log.There were harsh noises in his head, like cat's claws scratching desperately at the blackboard.Chen Jian didn't know how honored he was to cling to Yang Zhou so tightly, and he had to kiss his neck even more.

Yang Zhou tilted his head hard, feeling bitter in his heart, "If someone rejects you, do you come to me for comfort?"

"What?" Although Chen Jian was drunk, he didn't lose all reason.He looked at Yangzhou with rippling black eyes, suddenly smiled, and was in high spirits in an instant.

"Who will reject me?" Chen Jian said angrily like the only child in kindergarten who didn't get the little red flower, "It's only you."

Yes, only him.They calculated each other, but couldn't help but get closer to each other.Chen Jian also felt strange, Fang Xing was obviously his brother and comrade-in-arms, why did he subconsciously feel that Yangzhou made him feel at ease?

"Did you change the shower gel?" Chen Jian whispered in his ear with his tongue out, the smell of alcohol and hot breath rushing down from the neckline.

Yang Zhou pushed him, but Chen Jian remained motionless.He became anxious and raised his hand to point at the back of Chen Jian's head, ready to knock him unconscious.At this moment, Chen Jian's head slipped from his shoulders to his chest, and the short, hard stubble made his collarbone numb and itchy.Yangzhou looked down and found that he had fallen asleep.