born criminal

In the next few days, Chen Jian became insane again.Occasionally meeting each other several times, he always walked in a hurry, with a serious expression, as keen as Yang Zhou, and immediately sensed that something was wrong.He guessed something went wrong with Chen Jian's plan.

However, Yang Zhou was not in a hurry to seek confirmation, he had to find out the whereabouts of the laboratory as soon as possible while Chen Jian was away.

The investigation in the study was carried out in an orderly manner. In order to find out that inconspicuous location, Yangzhou spent 3% of his attention.He moved very lightly, although he felt that Chen Jian would not be so perverted as to install a surveillance camera in his own home, but he still had to be careful not to attract D[-]'s attention.

Finally, after several days of searching, Yangzhou found a small circular imprint on the bottom of a row of bookshelves.It was so ordinary, it looked like a knot on the wood, but Yangzhou felt a slight bump when he touched it.

He couldn't help getting excited, quickly adjusted his breathing and posture, and carefully stuffed the "Leviathan" in his arms into the gap - nothing happened.

Yangzhou waited for a while, but there was still no movement.He stood up, frowned and looked around. The study room was still the same, solemn and gloomy, with the unique smell of ancient books lingering in the air.

Could it be that the efforts of the past few days were all in vain?Yang Zhou patrolled around the study in disbelief, his footsteps were heavy, and the anxiety in his heart was stronger than the wave.

It shouldn't be like this, there must be something wrong.He forced himself to calm down, carefully recalled all the details about the study, and after a long while still had no clue, he had to give up dejectedly.

Another trick, Chen Jian must have thought it was fun to play tricks on him.When Yang Zhou thought of Chen Jian, he was unwilling at first, then refused to admit defeat, and gradually, he was swept away by other surging emotions.

Chen Jian must be having a hard time these days.He no longer flirts with Yangzhou like he did at first, nor does he use guns and sticks like he did when he first learned that the two were brothers.Occasionally, his eyes fell on Yang Zhou, alienated and restrained, like a bird jumping among the branches, and flew away in just a moment.

In fact, Yang Zhou was also secretly thinking about the day when he would leave.He couldn't stay any longer, he just hoped to end Chen Jian's plan as soon as possible, and then forget everything here.Leaving here, he doesn't have a half-brother, nor a specious lover.

The dense collection of books is daunting.Yang Zhou sighed and decided to start with the North District.He walked away slowly, looking back unwillingly as he closed the door.

The heavy wooden door was about to close, at that moment, Yang Zhou suddenly noticed something, opened the crack of the door forcefully, and looked in with his probe.

After a while, he blinked, went back into the study, and walked to the northwest corner of the room.

The carpet there was a little uneven, and Yang Zhou noticed the insignificant ups and downs.He half-kneeled on the ground, carefully lifted the heavy carpet, his heart suddenly beat uncontrollably.

There was a raised floor under the carpet. Yang Zhou inserted his fingers into the gap, and with a little force, he lifted the whole board - a gust of gloomy wind blew head-on, and in the narrow opening exposed, there were layers of rough chiseled holes. The steps stretched into the boundless darkness.

Yang Zhou subconsciously evaded to the left.After a few seconds, he regained his composure and bent down to observe.The secret passage in front of me is very narrow, barely enough for one person to pass through. There are strip lights made of photosensitive materials on both sides of the wall.The steps are carved in stone, and after a few steps, they turn right and lead to places that cannot be seen.

Yang Zhou has a calm personality. Facing the secret passage that he found after several twists and turns, he did not act rashly. After observing for a long time, he closed the trapdoor again, laid the carpet flat, put "Leviathan" back in the distance, and calmly left the study.

When passing by the living room, he heard two robots talking, and Andrew happened to ask about Chen Jian's whereabouts, and Yang Zhou paused.

D3 spoke convincingly: "I probably went to the bar to find Mr. Zhou, he likes Mr. Zhou very much."

It was nonsense at first glance, Chen Jian couldn't possibly still be in a romantic mood at this moment.Yang Zhou smiled nonchalantly, but D3 actually talked about this topic endlessly, talking about how good the relationship between Chen Jian and Zhou Wei was before.

He couldn't listen any longer, he lowered his head and sent a message to Irene, and left the villa quickly.

D3's emotional anthropomorphism was at its peak, and when he sensed Yang Zhou's departure, he stopped talking.He did intentionally make Yang Zhou feel sad, and used a little trick to avenge his commander.As for whether it works or not, D3 doesn't care that much.

In a coffee shop in the central square, Irene sat in a seat by the window, frequently looking out through the blue glass.

The appointed time has come, but Yangzhou has not yet appeared, she felt more and more uneasy, holding the coffee cup in both hands, spinning it in her palm at a loss.

After waiting anxiously for a few more minutes, someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder. Irene turned her head and stretched her brows in relief, "You are finally here."

"Sorry, I've been delayed." After Yang Zhou took his seat, he re-ordered a latte for Irene from the automatic ordering area on the table, and ordered a glass of Blue Mountain for himself.

"I won't drink anymore," Irene leaned closer to Yangzhou, pressed her chest against the edge of the table, put her hands on her lips nervously, and said in a low voice, "I have important news to tell you."

The girl's face was pale, with some red blood on her cheeks, she looked like she was facing a big enemy, her eyes were excited and frightened, and she obviously knew some terrible secret.

"No hurry." Yang Zhou took two cups of coffee from the robot, looked around calmly, and then nodded to Irene, "Let's talk."

Infected by his composure, Irene pondered and organized her words before saying, "I know what kind of genetic experiment they are doing. They are researching something that can turn ordinary people into criminals."

At the end of her speech, Irene shuddered involuntarily, and looked straight at Yangzhou: "You will stop them, right?"

Yangzhou, who was waiting for the so-called important news, was stunned for a moment.Immediately, a huge sense of absurdity exploded in his mind.

that's all?Can such a drug be called a threat?

Because the criminal's gene is discriminated against, it is planned to let everyone have this gene, so as to eliminate the differences and make the world harmonious?If Chen Jian really intended to do so, it would be too naive.This can't work - as soon as Yang Zhou had this idea, he immediately realized that he was completely wrong.

Irene told the important information that made her breathless, but she was still anxious, twisting her fingers nervously, and asked, "Mr. Yang, what are you going to do? Do you want to tell Mr. Jeffrey?"

"Don't!" Yang Zhou stopped it almost subconsciously.

His sudden sternness made Irene flinch, her eyes widened, like a frightened little white rabbit.Seeing this, Yang Zhou quickly eased his expression and asked softly where the news came from.

"Eric." Irene's lips moved, as if she was chewing the air, and she could see that she was very conflicted, with love and anger, "He is so stupid."

In fact, Eric only knew a thing or two about Chen Jian's plan, but he was simple-minded and didn't care about things other than artificial intelligence. Irene repeated routines and guided him to ask Chen Jian to gradually piece together the truth. contour.As soon as she learned the purpose of the so-called secret experiment, Irene was keenly aware that something was wrong. She tactfully persuaded Eric to stop Chen Jian, but Eric had neither the ability nor the interest.After all, he was a born criminal, so he couldn't understand Irene's worries and fears.Although Irene was dissatisfied and anxious, she couldn't blame him.Facing Yang Zhou at this moment—the man she thought was very reliable, Irene's uneasiness was finally fully revealed.Her breath was unsteady, and she spoke faster and faster. Yangzhou noticed her change, and was a little distracted for a while, secretly marveling at Chen Jian's accuracy in calculating people's hearts.

He thought it strange at first that with the weak financial resources of the No. [-] Base and the restrictions on the supply of materials by the United Nations, it was impossible for them to manufacture weapons of mass destruction.And small-scale weapons cannot put pressure on the United Nations.

It now appears that Base No. 99 is simply fighting against non-criminal gene carriers all over the world.When he first heard about Irene, Yang Zhou didn't think the genetic experiment was a threat, but that was because he didn't think that a certain gene would have a huge impact on a person's behavior in his heart.However, as ordinary people with [-]/[-] of the world's population, how many of them think the same as him?Even Irene, who was born and raised in Base [-], is instinctively afraid of criminal genes, let alone other people who have been living in prejudice?

Unknown and fearful, Chen Jian grasped the fatal weakness of human beings, intending to use this as a basis to make the base independent.But his move is too dangerous. Once the genetic experiment is made public, it will inevitably attract severe sanctions from the United Nations.Before knowing the truth, Yangzhou judged that the base could not compete with the United Nations, but now, he finally understood the danger in Chen Jian's plan.

No wonder he said he couldn't turn back.

Yangzhou looked out of the window—the Spring Festival was still at an end, the central square was bustling unabated, children were running around chasing each other's shadows, and everyone passing by had a calm face, contented and serene.

Why can't Chen Jian be like them?Even if you are trapped in this desolate place, you can live an ordinary and happy life.

Yangzhou's palms gradually ooze cold sweat.He forbade himself to think about it any further, interrupted Irene who kept asking what to do, and asked, "Has their experiment been successful so far?"

Irene shook her head. Obviously, Eric's information was also very limited. Chen Jian knew that he was innocent and would not disclose specific information.

"Gene modification...mutation..." Yang Zhou was not sure what words to use, so he simply said vaguely, "Will there be casualties during this process?" Compared with ordinary people who suddenly become carriers of criminal genes, Yang Zhou is more The concern is actually this issue.

Eileen still shook her head.The information she brought today was already shocking enough, obviously reaching the limit, and Yang Zhou didn't push too much, and expressed his sincere thanks.

Before leaving, he repeatedly told Irene not to disclose this information to anyone, especially Jeffrey.Although Irene is more mature than girls of the same age, she is still an underage child. Seeing Yang Zhou's calm appearance, and he is a member of UNPO, she immediately felt reliant, covered her mouth and nodded repeatedly. .

A trace of guilt flashed across Yang Zhou's heart.He said so, in fact, mostly out of selfishness.As he told Andrew, he didn't want Chen Jian to die.But once Jeffrey gets the news, according to his style—all threats should be snuffed out silently in the cradle, Chen Jian may have an accident before the plan is launched.

Yang Zhou didn't want to see such a result.

After Irene left, he sat alone for a while.Although he promised the girl that the problem would be resolved, Yang Zhou had no clue.

He took the napkin to wipe his hands, suddenly remembered something, pinched the corner of the napkin and stared blankly.A moment later, Yangzhou's fingers flew up and he folded out a vivid swan.This is what I learned from Chen Jian. He showed off in front of Yangzhou a few times, and Yangzhou silently remembered it.

Make fun of bitterness.Yangzhou put the swan in the middle of the table, smiled slightly, and left the coffee shop.

Walking to the main road to the west of the square, I vaguely heard music coming from a bar not far away.Yangzhou turned his head, and the word wave was particularly eye-catching.

He hesitated, but involuntarily walked towards the ostentatious signboard.When approaching the door, a familiar figure came out from inside.

Chen Jian paused, apparently also found Yangzhou.

Yangzhou looked into the bar calmly, but he didn't see Zhou Wei, but he caught a glimpse of the drunkard Simon.

Chen Jian didn't turn a blind eye to him, but his attitude was very cold. Although he was only a few centimeters taller than Yang Zhou, his gaze was full of coercion: "What are you doing around here?"

"Walk around casually." Yangzhou replied with a good temper.The two were silent for a while, and Yang Zhou asked in a low voice, amidst the fluctuating heartbeat: "What about you?"

Chen Jian came to see Dr. Simon, so naturally he would not tell Yang Zhou.He scanned the other party up and down, his Adam's apple moved slightly, like a person in the desert looking at a glass of poisoned water.In the end, he didn't say anything, and walked away rubbing Yang Zhou's shoulder.

That slight and brief touch, like sparks, shocked Chen Jian with electricity.

Yang Zhou was also in a daze.But he quickly reacted and walked towards the intersection without looking back.When passing by the bar, I suddenly felt a pain in my heart for no reason.

Chen Jian went to the parking lot to pick up the car, drove 100 meters, saw Yangzhou waiting for a taxi at the intersection from the rearview mirror, hesitated again and again, thumped the steering wheel hard, and turned back the same way.

It's as if a rose has been imprisoned, and I don't want him to leave my back garden, and I don't want to be hurt by his thorns.But there is no way to have both in the world.

Yangzhou's hearing is very good, and he has heard the unique noise of Chen Jian's old antique car for a long time.But he didn't look back, and kept staring at the empty street ahead, pretending to be attentive.

Chen Jian honked the horn impatiently.

Through the dark brown glass, Yang Zhou couldn't see the scene clearly.On the contrary, it was Chen Jian who noticed his cautious surprise.Outside the car window is like a doomsday wilderness, dead silent and dull, only the curvature of the corners of his eyes is so vivid.

In fact, the mistakes made by the previous generation have nothing to do with Yangzhou.When Chen Jian excused him in his heart, he also clearly realized that he could not hate him purely after all.