binnovel Chapter 628: Seven Deadly Sins in the Cyber Age (7)
Chapter 628: Seven Deadly Sins in the Cyber Age (7)
Qin Rong smiled kindly, and the wrinkles on his face were like blooming flowers. "Those patterns are from ancient times when there is little information. Just based on this point, Song girl, these things are nothing."
"If you feel like there's something you're missing, you can go to the 5049 laboratory and look for Song Chenguang. I've already told him that he can help you with small things like buying snacks or clothes. Okay, I have to go back to the th floor now."
After saying this, Qin Rong turned around and was about to leave.
Song Yuesheng said sincerely: "When I leave, I will give you a clothing design drawing."
Hearing this, Qin Rong turned around and looked at her with a smile.
Neither nodded nor shook his head. ?
Song Yuesheng lowered his eyes.
No matter what purpose Qin Rong had in approaching her, this was the only direct way to contact the top management of the Crystal Control Tower.
Before leaving the Crystal Control Tower, she will enjoy the "convenience" brought by Qin Rong. ?
Song Yuesheng opened the bag, and the clothes inside appeared before his eyes one by one. Each piece was finely made and novel in style. There was even matching jewelry in each bag.
She picked out a not-too-exaggerated apricot A-line skirt to change into. ?
The apricot-colored skirt should have given people a feeling of gentleness or dignity, but after she put it on and looked in the mirror, it added a sense of alienation and indifference.
Only when he smiled, the cold aura would be slightly reduced. ?
Although there is her own bonus, but...
Song Yuesheng rubbed his face. This face was obviously not suitable for warm-colored clothes.
All the clothes Qin Rong sent were warm-toned skirts without exception.
One of them is bright wine red. ?
Seeing things and missing people?
The thought suddenly flashed through her mind.
Thinking about it carefully, the woman in the picture that inexplicably appeared that day seemed to be wearing...
Song Yuesheng turned around, her eyes wandering over the four skirts draped over the sofa, her eyes full of thought, and finally stopped at the ginger-colored dress. ?
The images don’t appear for no reason.
Therefore, the quarreling couple had a lot to do with the original owner.
And the more she thought about it, the more she felt that the man with the sharp eyes was Hui Song.
So……
What role does Qin Rong play here?
The woman's mother?
That night, Song Yuesheng arrived at Hou Xiaoqin's laboratory at exactly 11 o'clock as agreed.
Hou Xiaoqin was observing something intently in front of a microscope. When she heard the door open, she looked up and saw Song Yuesheng. She nodded slightly and motioned her to come over.
In addition to the pungent smell of experimental drugs, there was also a faint fragrance that was different from the experimental smell.
Song Yuesheng's eyes swept across the various instruments and reagents placed on the laboratory table.
She turned her face slightly and looked directly at Hou Xiaoqin: "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
Hou Xiaoqin picked up a folder from the side and handed it to her. "This is the information on a project that Mr. Zhang is currently researching. I need you to see if there is anything that can be improved or if you can provide some new ideas."
Song Yuesheng didn't answer, but raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Ms. Hou, you are asking me, who has never been to a laboratory, to give you ideas? Are you crazy or am I crazy?"
Hou Xiaoqin clenched her hands unconsciously. She bit her lower lip slightly and said, "Don't you know how to draw designs? The project that Mr. Zhang assigned to us is related to fashion design."
"I see."
Song Yuesheng took the folder and opened it. Inside was densely packed data and charts, as well as some text descriptions about the experiment.
She watched carefully, asking questions from time to time, and Hou Xiaoqin answered them.
"what."
Song Yuesheng suddenly covered his mouth and yawned loudly, with tears welling up in his eyes.
She stretched, put the document aside, leaned forward on the table, looked at Hou Xiaoqin sitting opposite her, and said, "I'll sleep for a while and then continue reading."
"it is good."
Hou Xiaoqin responded casually, but there was a barely perceptible flash of nervousness and anticipation in her eyes.
Time seemed to stand still, passing slowly by every second.
The laboratory was so quiet that the only sounds that could be heard were the gentle movement of instruments and the ticking of the electronic clock on the wall.
"Song Yuesheng, Song Yuesheng?"
Hou Xiaoqin put down the test tubes she was fiddling with, gently put them back in place, then stood up quietly and walked quietly to Song Yuesheng's side.
She leaned down slightly and shouted several times again, her voice getting louder and louder, and she even reached out and gently patted Song Yuesheng's shoulder.
Seeing that Song Yuesheng didn't react at all, Hou Xiaoqin showed a triumphant smile on her face.
She turned and walked to the door of the inner room, knocked gently, and said, "Mr. Bai, it's done."
Bai Yanzhi walked out from inside.
He was wearing a black lab coat, and his already sickly pale face now looked even more sinister under the light of the lab.
He glanced at Song Yuesheng who was lying on the table, then tapped his bracelet a few times quickly.
Suddenly, a pistol appeared in his hand and he aimed at Song Yuesheng without hesitation.
Seeing this, Hou Xiaoqin hurriedly called out, "Mr. Bai."
"She is too cunning. We have to be on guard against her." Bai Yanzhi said coldly.
A loud "bang" exploded in the laboratory.
The bullet grazed Song Yuesheng's shoulder, instantly leaving a wound on her left shoulder, and white-gray blood quickly seeped out.
Looking at the motionless Song Yuesheng, Bai Yanzhi put away his gun and said casually: "Take her to the laboratory table. I'll go get the equipment."
Hou Xiaoqin was still a little nervous. Her hands were shaking slightly as she said, "Mr. Bai, what if the higher-ups find out that we're secretly conducting experiments on prisoners..."
Bai Yanzhi's eyes were full of disdain: "Don't you want to know how Song Yuesheng managed to evade the genetic recognition system? It's just an experiment. It won't cost her life."
Hou Xiaoqin felt relieved after hearing this.
She walked to Song Yuesheng, and with great effort lifted up Song Yuesheng who had fallen unconscious on the table, and walked towards the laboratory table inside.
Eh?
Why does it feel easier than last time pushing the cart?
Could it be that the overclocking Lingraoxiang that Mr. Bai got this time also has the effect of reducing weight?
However, the moment Hou Xiaoqin walked into the inner room and closed the door, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her stomach, as if an invisible hand was twisting her internal organs.
She couldn't help but let go of the arm that was holding Song Yuesheng, and her body bent down involuntarily.
Then, she felt a sharp pain in her neck, the world in front of her eyes suddenly became blurry, and she fainted.
In a daze, Hou Xiaoqin seemed to see Song Yuesheng moving his shoulders.
It should not be.
If she woke up so quickly, it wouldn't be the drug.
Thinking of this, Hou Xiaoqin fell into a complete coma.
A few minutes later.
Bai Yanzhi walked in carrying a small black box.
However, as soon as he entered the door, he was pushed against the wall by a powerful force.
Before he could react, a sharp knife was pressed against his neck, and the box in his hand fell to the ground with a dull sound.
Bai Yanzhi looked at the man holding the knife and said in a low and cold voice: "You didn't inhale the drug."
Song Yuesheng chuckled.
Then she moved the knife away and suddenly bit his neck hard.
Bai Yanzhi's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes widened instantly, his breathing became rapid, and his chest heaved violently.
After a while, he squeezed out two words with difficulty: "Let go."
There was a hint of anger and humiliation in his voice.
Song Yuesheng knew that he couldn't go too far.
She raised her head with a charming smile on her face, reached out and gently touched the wound on his neck, and said in an ambiguous tone: "This is a counterattack for the injury you just made to my shoulder."
"I didn't pass out because I have a disease that makes it painful to see you, so I felt you here, and the pain made me break free from the drug."
She sighed inaudibly, pretending to be in pain, and said coquettishly, "I am so miserable because of you, Mr. Bai, can't you be considerate of me?"