Wei Sushen stared down at him condescendingly: "This is a fallacy."

Darkness only blurs people's outlines at night.

Fang Shan stood up, not reflecting on his overeating. "Looks like I have no choice but to delete the data."

Wei Sushen resisted the urge to reach out and pinch the fair, tender cheeks. Frankly, he preferred the chubbier systems. The so-called chubbiness of the system meant they were actually thinner than normal people, but it simply had strict requirements for body shape. A slightly rounder figure would, in fact, lack the sharpness and aggression.

Fang Shan gave up basking in the sun and walked into the villa. He turned around and found Wei Sushen standing there motionless: "Not going in?"

Wei Sushen: "Let me get some fresh air."

The temperature of the sunlight was currently unfriendly. Fang Shan folded his arms and looked at him, obviously not believing his words.

Wei Sushen: "Without my father knowing, I played the album for him."

Fang Shan was speechless for a moment, then he said with emotion, "I'm glad to see you alive again."

After he finished speaking, he began to reflect on whether he should set an example in the future and advise the host not to take pleasure in seeking death.

Wei Sushen said calmly, "Didn't you suggest testing him?"

Fang Shan was impressed. "I just want to know if your father captured Chen Bingying and interrogated her, rather than touching the tiger's butt."

Wei Sushen's lack of ambition was similar to the system's: "Looks like we need to change our strategy."

Ever since he put on the album, if he got within three meters of Wei Ye, the latter would attack him.

Fang Shan made a quick decision: "Then we'll find another strategy. How about tracking them?"

·

Wei Ye is extremely self-disciplined, but his work schedule is not regular and he makes deliberate adjustments. He says that excessive rigidity can easily give those with ulterior motives an opportunity to exploit.

However, this had no effect on the duo who were already ready to make a move in the Wei family.

The next day, as soon as Wei Ye went out, Fang Shan and Wei Sushen followed slowly behind him.

It's a pity that Painted Skin's sense of autonomy is still too strong, otherwise Wei Sushen could have changed his appearance and would have been less likely to attract attention.

"It's not the route to the company." Wei Sushen didn't know whether to mock or joke: "It seems that someone still retains the fun of childhood and has a secret base."

Fang Shan spoke frankly: "Doesn't the host have it too?"

Specially used for making sex toys.

The route of the white car in front was getting more and more off track. Even though a certain distance between cars had been maintained, it was still easy for an experienced person to spot it.

Fang Shan: "Have we been exposed?"

Wei Sushen nodded.

Fang Shan never gave up hope: "There is still hope."

Wei Sushen shook his head: "No."

Fang Shan looked at him with surprise and an overly confident tone.

Wei Sushen: "My father always obeys traffic rules and would never make or receive phone calls while driving unless it was an emergency situation."

Fang Shan could clearly see the situation of the vehicle ahead from the glass of the building to the side. It reflected some strange images. "Guess who he's calling?"

Wei Sushen: "Probably calling the police."

The content is nothing more than being followed by strange people, and the hope is that the police will ensure the safety of ordinary people.

Fang Shan's eyelids twitched, and he quickly retorted, "Maybe in the past, but given Geng Feng's suspicions about us, he probably wouldn't do that."

Wei Sushen pondered for a moment and realized that he had missed something.

There was no need to judge, and soon they were surrounded by three or four cars.

Wei Sushen didn't brake immediately: "Rush out or sit and wait for death?"

Fang Shan thought for a moment and asked seriously, "Are you sure you are his biological child?"

Wei Sushen looked at him deeply and nodded.

Fang Shan spread his hands: "Then get off the car."

As soon as I opened the car door, I was surrounded by people.

It was not until Wei Ye came over that these people made way for a small path.

Wei Ye's expression didn't change much. At least he didn't show any anger at being followed. He looked at Wei Sushen with a half-smile: "You've made some progress."

Fang Shan stood in front of Wei Sushen and said with great sorrow, "Come to me if you have anything to say!"

Wei Sushen curled his lips slightly. Compared to being caught, watching the system's embarrassing performance was the most painful process.

Wei Ye said nothing, but suddenly moved his neck, pulled off his tie, tied his son's hands and threw him into the trunk of the car.

Seeing this, Fang Shan wisely raised his hands, indicating that he would never act rashly.

They had no qualms about fighting with their own children, so Wei Ye treated Fang Shan much more gently, at least he didn't throw him into the trunk of the car.

The car was back on the road. Fang Shan sat quietly in the passenger seat and asked softly, "Is there not enough oxygen?"

Wei Ye: "The door is not closed tightly."

Fang Shan opened his eyes wide: "Wouldn't it be easy to get thrown out?"

Wei Ye glanced at him calmly: "Are you going to accompany him?"

Fang Shan shut his mouth rationally.

Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. At least Wei Ye doesn't seem to have reached the point of being so cruel.

In this city, developers try to squeeze every inch of land to the extreme, but there are still abandoned factories, unfinished projects and other unused spaces.

After the car stopped, Fang Shan followed Wei Ye closely and stopped in front of the white building.

From the faded red lettering, we can tell that this was once a hospital. Now the surrounding small buildings have become ruins, and only this building remains.

Fang Shan was fully expecting a brutal scenario where he would be threatened to be dissected and sliced, but unfortunately he was just locked up in a small room alone.

At the same time, he heard another door closing sound and guessed that Wei Sushen was locked up in the next room.

There was only a small bed in the room. Fang Shan sat on it and hummed a little tune. At the end, he left a scratch with his fingernail: I've been here.

There was paper and pen on the bedside table. I rested comfortably for a while before picking them up to read.

There are only two questions above: Who are you; What are you going to do?

Fang Shan guessed that Wei Sushen had a similar question, but with a different subject. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "A simplified version of the prisoner's dilemma..."

He picked up his pen and started writing down his answers.

On the other side of the wall, Wei Sushen was indeed looking at similar questions: Who is Fang Shan and what is Fang Shan's purpose.

In reality, this test was completely meaningless. He and the system could communicate through their inner consciousness, but this time, there was no response. After a long while, the system only said one sentence: "We are in perfect sync."

Unlike Fang Shan, Wei Sushen answered a little slower, and his eyes were mostly looking out the window. There was an iron fence behind the hospital, but long-term erosion had made it no longer as strong as before.

Wei Sushen put down his pen and paper and used the bed sheet to make a simple escape tool.

Fortunately, there were no guardrails on the windows here, so the process of climbing down was relatively smooth. After he landed steadily on the lawn, he re-communicated with the system.

【Where are you? 】

Fang Shan: [Wandering in the corridor.]

Wei Sushen frowned: [Break out of the door?]

Fang Shan: [The door is not locked.]

Wei Sushen paused, looking up at the sheets swaying in the wind above him, debating whether to climb back up. If he were discovered escaping through the window, it would look incredibly foolish. After much deliberation, he sighed and continued up the same path he had taken.

When he climbed in through the window, he was covered in white ash. He brushed off the dust on his clothes and told the system to wait patiently at the end of the corridor.

I pushed the door open, but it didn't open.

Wei Sushen frowned and turned the doorknob twice more, but the door remained motionless. He quickly realized that his door was locked.

His face instantly turned gloomy. This time he showed no mercy and did not care whether it would cause noise and attract people. He violently dismantled the door.

Fang Shan sat obediently on the stair railing in the corridor, watching the host carrying the door from a distance, slightly distracted: "Why are you in such a mess?"

Wei Sushen's tone was gloomy: "Is your room door really not locked?"

Fang Shan nodded. He filled out the answer sheet, took a nap, and then went out for a stroll. Based on his words and demeanor, Fang Shan roughly guessed what might have happened and looked at him sympathetically: "Carrying the door must be tiring."

Wei Sushen's eyes were cold and grim: "It's convenient to use it to hit people."

Fang Shan emphasized: "My dear father."

Wei Sushen twitched his lips, and Fang Shan stopped participating and changed the subject: "Did you bring out the questionnaire?"

Wei Sushen shook his head: "If it has no reference value, it will be useless for him to take it."

Fang Shan analyzed it from a realistic perspective and pointed at the tiny probe on his head: "Rather than telling the truth, it seems like they're just teasing you for fun."

Wei Sushen's gaze suddenly shifted away from him. Although there was no change in his expression, Fang Shan had a hunch that he was looking at someone.

Turning his head, he saw Wei Ye standing at the bottom of the stairs.

Wei Ye: "Your stair climbing skills are pretty good."

Fang Shan observed Wei Sushen's expression, and before he noticed the change, the removed door panel flew straight out.

Wei Ye dodged sideways, and the door panel hit the wall and broke in two, the sound echoing throughout the building. After staring at it for a few seconds, he rolled up his sleeves, picked up a piece, and walked up the stairs expressionlessly.

Fang Shan tactfully retreated to the corner, giving space to the two of them.

I can't understand why they are obviously father and son, but they always dislike each other.

Wood chips flew everywhere, the sound of fists whistled in his ears, Fang Shan sat on the ground, holding his face, his eyes full of stars.

Wei Sushen was distracted by looking at him, and was kicked in the leg by Wei Ye. However, he paid no attention to the pain. Fang Shan's expression was quite obvious, simply adding to the drama. One could even guess what kind of situation was being constructed... a scene of two men competing for one woman.

The 'heroine' is still the system itself.

Wei Ye glanced at Fang Shan at the right time, and saw that her starry eyes were not concealed at all. Even people who didn't know her knew what she was thinking.

Fang Shan was just imagining the most exciting part, but the two people in front of him stopped fighting at the same time. He looked at them in confusion... Why didn't they stop fighting?

Wei Ye put his sleeves down again, buttoned up his shirt, and spoke to Wei Sushen as if nothing had happened: "Follow."

After getting off the elevator and reaching the underground floor, Fang Shan, who was walking at the back, was amazed. Every layer of underground defense was arranged like an iron wall.

Soon he saw Chen Bingying locked in the innermost room. The treatment she received was much stricter than the last time she was taken for a physical examination.

Wei Ye ignored the shouting from the people inside and knocked on the table: "Explain your relationship."

Wei Sushen was always too lazy to talk much. He looked at Fang Shan, who was fearless and had no intention of hiding anything. He snapped his fingers and suddenly turned into a shadow and disappeared into Wei Sushen's body.

"Seeing is believing." Wei Sushen said

Wei Ye stopped talking, but after a moment he stared at his stomach with a frown. Wei Sushen's heart skipped a beat, and he pointed to his head with a cold face: "He's here."