Chapter 1215 Do you want to die?
After a while, Ye Ku's voice suddenly became closer to her, and it sounded directly from the watch.
"Can."
He said,
"You can ask Tuesday to teach you how to use it."
Lin Dong looked at the talking watch. Although he still had no expression on his face, his eyes suddenly lit up.
She seemed to be in a much better mood.
From then on, until she was brought to the eighth floor below the Cross Building, the girl's black eyes were always shining.
Until the elevator door dinged open and a long, dim corridor appeared before her.
There were vague howling sounds overlapping and colliding in the walls on both sides of the corridor, making the entire passage as strange and cold as hell.
Winter raised his head from the watch room, his dark pupils reflecting the passage, and his eyes gradually became colder like the air here, eventually turning into a dead abyss.
"you,"
The girl stood at the elevator door, stunned and said,
"Do you want to die?"
The next second she suddenly jumped up, grabbed the old man's neck with one hand and pressed him against the wall. There was a loud bang, and the thin old man immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.
The girl's face was splashed with scarlet liquid, but she remained calm, her eyes like two deep and inorganic obsidian.
Her fingers were white and slender, looking fragile and easily broken, but when they pressed against the old man's neck, they were as sharp and terrifying as a knife.
In fact, the time interval was very short, almost only in half a second, Lindong's fingertips had sunk into the old man's skin. Just when she was about to pierce the fragile throat, a strong electric current suddenly spread throughout her body from the watch that was in contact with her skin.
The girl fell down silently.
Professor Yao fell to the ground, and his throat made an unpleasant and hoarse sound like a broken bellows. He covered his throat with his hands and crawled away from the girl with a pale face.
Tuesday, however, stood there, sighed as he looked at the fainted girl.
The man's hoarse voice slowly came from the watch, and he said tiredly,
"Go ahead."
Tuesday walked forward, picked up Winter, walked into the deep passage, turned a corner and disappeared.
Professor Yao was quickly helped into the elevator by the people who had been notified, and went upstairs to find someone to bandage his wound.
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The old man was unwilling to rest, and of course no one could hypocritically persuade him to rest at this juncture.
So when he walked back into the elevator with gauze wrapped around his neck, only an hour had passed.
He saw Tuesday again.
Adjutant Zhou's expression still looked polite.
"The boss asked me to come with you to do something."
The old man looked at him, wondering what was going on.
Adjutant Zhou smiled.
"He said you need to destroy a false document, and I have to supervise it."
Professor Yao suddenly remembered.
He nodded and went to his laboratory.
On this floor, he met Song Boru on the road. She was wearing a mask and was going somewhere unknown. The woman greeted him lightly.
The old man suddenly seemed to remember something and started to speak. Because of the injury on his neck, his speech was also affected and his voice became hoarse.
"This Miss Song and your boss, right..."
The rest of the words were not finished, but the meaning was already very clear.
Tuesday just smiled and didn't answer.
But not answering at this time means acquiescence. Professor Yao nodded as if he understood, and muttered to himself,
“No wonder…”
No wonder he refused to let me speak. It was not only because Song Weiming had been his teacher, but also because Song Weiming’s daughter was his lover, right?
If the news of secretly storing the Archon's genes and using them to perfect artificial humans were to get out, the entire Song family would probably become a target of public condemnation in the West District.
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