Rebirth of a powerful marriage

Chapter 33: The real Zhuang Ning is dead.

The doctor stopped in his tracks, then turned around and smiled at Xu Zitai: "Boss, I really can't hide it from your eyes."

Xu Zitai looked at him: "Although a little surgery was done on the facial features, I can still recognize my brother. By the way, what should I call you now?"

"Call me Qiluo, Su Qiluo." He said, looking at Xu Zitai who is a few minutes shorter than himself, he couldn't help laughing, "Sable vaccinated me before, saying that the boss has changed a lot now , don't be too surprised when you see it. I didn't expect it to be really..."

"Hey, don't mention the bad things." Xu Zitai waved his hands helplessly, then he suddenly realized something, looked around, made sure that no one else was passing by, and then asked in a low voice: "By the way, why did you appear here? of?"

"When I heard from Sable that you and Mr. Lu were kidnapped, I immediately rushed over by the fastest spaceship." Su Qiluo said, "I was worried that you would be injured in the exchange of fire, so I showed Jingcha your professional certificates in advance. So they let me in."

Xu Zitai thought with some emotion, although Ziyan is a gentle and introverted person, he is always obliged to rush to the front at critical moments.When he himself was killed and went to the funeral, Ziyan had sneaked over to attend the funeral. Now that he heard that something happened to them, he would rush over in the shortest possible time, and it was still Ziyan.

Thinking of this, he patted Su Qiluo's shoulder gratefully: "Thank you for still thinking of me so much, but you should also pay attention to your own safety so as not to expose your identity."

Su Qiluo nodded, and said: "The issue you are worried about, we have discussed in private before, but we all agree that the person who betrayed you should not be the former 'Reaper', otherwise you cannot be the only one Our identities were exposed, but the few of us were safe and sound."

"So, is it a personal enmity?" Xu Zitai fell into deep thought, but he really couldn't remember when he had offended a guy named "Eden".

"Forget it, let's talk about this later," he waved his hand, and changed the subject, "By the way, I saw you checked Lu Zhaoming's pulse just now. How is his condition?"

When Su Qiluo mentioned this matter, a trace of worry flashed across his face: "I was about to tell you about this. According to my preliminary diagnosis, Mr. Lu's implant was not a natural virus, but an artificial virus."

"Artificial virus? What do you mean?"

"It's a virus, but it's just a figurative metaphor. To be precise, it's a micro-surveillance weapon that combines biochemical characteristics that was only developed in recent years."

"Surveillance weapons?" Xu Zitai was at a loss.

Su Qiluo explained: "This kind of weapon is generally dormant in the human body in the form of a liquid, and can monitor the sound within one meter around the human body; if the monitor wants to get rid of the target, he only needs to remotely control it, and it will be in a short time. It condenses into a solid state within a short period of time, triggering the self-explosion of the human body."

Xu Zitai took a breath: "You mean, as long as it's what we talked to Lu Zhaoming, or what Lu Zhaoming heard, the monitors can also receive it verbatim?"

"In theory," Su Qiluo nodded, "So after I took Mr. Lu's pulse just now, I didn't give him any further explanations, in order to avoid alarming the snake."

Xu Zitai thought for a while and asked, "Then is there any way to force this 'virus' out?"

"There are two ways," Su Qiluo said, "the first is chronic therapy, taking a diluting drug regularly every day, and taking it for two months, the 'virus' can be excreted through the urine. But this kind of therapy is relatively It is easy to alarm the monitor. With the dilution of the 'virus' concentration, the monitoring effect of the monitor will gradually weaken. He can guess with a little thought that the target of surveillance is taking drugs. If he wants to harm the target, it is very easy. It is easy to cause physical harm to the target. So I do not approve of this therapy."

"What about another method?"

"The other is hyperthermia therapy. When the host body emits a high temperature exceeding [-] degrees from the inside out, the 'virus' will temporarily stop working due to malfunction. If the 'virus' is quickly excreted from the body at this time, It can be hidden from the eyes of the watcher without anyone noticing, and by the time the watcher notices, the target has already escaped his control."

Xu Zitai thought for a while, and at forty degrees, it was basically close to the upper limit of human body heat.If artificially creating a fever, although it took a little risk, with Lu Zhaoming's strong physical fitness, there shouldn't be too much of a problem.

He asked: "Then how to get the 'virus' out of the body quickly?"

"Through sweat," Su Qiluo said after a pause, "although the sweat during the fever period has a diluting effect, it cannot be eliminated. According to clinical experiments, the human body's sweat from auxiliary sexual activities can maximize the effectively expel the 'virus' from the body."

"..." Xu Zitai was dumb, his first feeling was that Ziyan was teasing him.But reason told him that with Ziyan's rigorous character, he shouldn't make jokes in this regard.

Seeing Ziyan's expression of purely academic discussion, although Xu Zitai felt that this method was ridiculous, he didn't have the nerve to laugh directly. "So you mean, there are clinical experiments to prove that the second way is feasible?"

"Yes, I had a patient a year ago whose situation was similar to that of Mr. Lu. Later, with the help of his lover, he successfully excreted the 'virus' from his body and escaped a catastrophe."

The corners of Xu Zitai's mouth twitched a little, he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Ziyan seemed to mean something when he said this sentence.

"Well, according to my understanding, as long as the sex is supplemented by the body's high fever, it's OK, right. As for who the sex is for, it doesn't really matter, right?"

"It doesn't matter who you are." Su Qiluo didn't seem to see that Xu Zitai was trying to keep himself out of the matter, and still replied with a serious expression, "as long as it can make him really excited."

At this time, a small police officer came over and asked, "Which one is the young master of the Zhuang family?"

"Oh, I am." Xu Zitai greeted him.

"There are 32 criminals in total. Seven of them were killed on the spot during the exchange of fire, and the remaining 25 have been surrendered." The little police officer briefly informed the results of the battle and said, "One of them, surnamed Song, claimed to be the mastermind of the banker's murder. Would you like to go over and confirm?"

Seeing that Xu Zitai still had follow-up matters to deal with, Su Qiluo expected that he would not have much time to chat with him further, so he bid farewell and left very tactfully.

Xu Zitai knew this farewell, and he didn't know when he would meet again, and suddenly a trace of melancholy rose in his heart.But he also knew that he had no position to keep the other party, because this time when Zi Yan appeared, he had already taken a great risk.

After sending Su Qiluo away, Xu Zitai followed the policeman to meet Song Qinghe.

Song Qinghe was seriously injured during the exchange of fire, and is now isolated in a separate ward with an oxygen mask on his face, and he seems to be dying.

But he still managed to retain a sliver of clarity, and when he saw Xu Zitai walking in, his dark eyes shone slightly.

Xu Zitai gave him a blank look, and then said to the police officer, "I want to talk to him alone."

The police officer nodded and said, "Don't delay too long." Then he closed the door and left.

Xu Zitai walked up to Song Qinghe and sat down, and asked indifferently, "Helping your boss be charged, is this what you subordinates should do?"

Song Qinghe's lungs were injured, and it was very difficult to speak: "The boss...has the grace of nurturing me, even if... I will go through fire and water for him, I will not hesitate."

Xu Zitai sneered: "Don't think that I will let him go if you have taken all the blame for him. There is a grievance, a debtor, and dozens of lives in the banker. You can't offset it by yourself. I will sooner or later. Get it out."

"Zhuang Ning, I know...you hate me." Song Qinghe stretched out his hand with difficulty, trying to hold him, "but...I have always wanted to tell you that if...without that layer of interests, I might really Will... fall in love with you."

Xu Zitai frowned slightly, avoiding his touch in disgust.

At the same time, he felt a strange and depressing sadness gradually spreading in his heart.But this kind of sadness came and went quickly, as if it was Zhuang Ning's last obsession left in this body, his infatuation, his remorse, and his resentment, at this moment, can finally come to an end .

However, Song Qing and Jingmu couldn't just let it go.

Xu Zitai squinted his eyes, then leaned down, leaned close to Song Qinghe's ear, and whispered, "It's a pity that Zhuang Ning won't be able to hear your affectionate confession."

Song Qinghe slightly opened his eyes wide, looking at Xu Zitai in confusion.

Only Xu Zitai continued: "The real Zhuang Ning committed suicide by taking poison, the night you broke up with him."

Then he heard Song Qinghe take a deep breath, confused but unbelievable: "You...you are..."

"As you can imagine, I'm just his substitute."

After Xu Zitai finished speaking, he stopped looking at his reaction, stood up and left the ward.

A few minutes later, there was the sound of the electrocardiogram being static in the ward. A nurse rushed into the ward to rescue him, but found that the injured person had taken off his oxygen mask.

After Song Qinghe's death, the police used his statement before his death as evidence to settle the two major murders of Xu Zitai's airship explosion and Zhuang's family.

Xu Zitai requested to investigate Song Qinghe's behind-the-scenes boss, but due to insufficient evidence, and the fact that the behind-the-scenes boss is a foreigner, the police force needs to go through layers of checkpoints, and the procedures are very cumbersome, so the matter has been repeatedly shelved.

Xu Zitai was not surprised that such a result would happen. Although he didn't say anything, he made up his mind. Even if the police were too lazy to intervene, he would find a way to catch the boss behind the scenes. Only by finding him can he further track down Eden. true identity.

When they returned to Lu's house, both Xu Zitai and Lu Zhaoming felt sore and exhausted.

After the two of them narrowly escaped death at gunpoint, they cooperated with Jingcha to record statements. After two days and one night, they didn't want to say anything when they got home.

When Xu Zitai woke up naturally after sleeping, it was already noon the next day.He walked out of the room in a daze, just in time to meet Li Xuecai who was passing by the corridor.

"Young Master Zhuang... No, ma'am, are you awake?" Li Xuecai changed his name in embarrassment, but Xu Zitai didn't know if it was an illusion. Xu Zitai found that the smile on Li Xuecai's face had become much more sincere, and it was no longer the fake one he used to wear. With a polite smile on his face, he was somewhat flattered.

"Uh, where's Mr. Lu?" He asked.

"Mr. Lu is eating in the restaurant." Li Xuecai said, "Madam must be hungry too, the food has already been served, Madam can go to the restaurant to eat."

"Oh, good." Xu Zitai walked a few steps, and said, "What's inside, Steward Li, can you... change your address? The word 'madame' sounds a bit awkward."

Li Xuecai thought for a while and asked, "Then what should I call him? Mr. Zhuang?"

Xu Zitai knew that with Li Xuecai's smooth exterior and stubborn heart, it was not easy to compromise to this point, so he nodded and said, "Let's do it like this."

Then he went downstairs to the restaurant, and sure enough, Lu Zhaoming had already eaten there, with a bandage on one leg, looking a little funny.

"Are you awake?" Lu Zhaoming looked up and saw Xu Zitai, and greeted him with a familiar attitude.

"Yeah, I'm starving to death." Xu Zitai just sat down on his seat, and a maid handed him bowls and chopsticks with a smile. The whole Lu family is wrong, or he himself is wrong.

But this question didn't bother him for too long, and soon he remembered his purpose of looking for Lu Zhaoming: "Boss Lu, I have something to discuss with you."

"Zhaoming." Lu Zhaoming interrupted him suddenly.

"what?"

"Call me Zhaoming." Lu Zhaoming looked at him pretending to be dissatisfied, "I'm already married, and I still have such a proper name. Since you don't like the title 'husband and wife', you can always call me by my first name?"