Chapter 17: The appetite is really good at serving people
"Ah, good morning. What would you like to order today, Mr. Han?"
Deng Shan greeted Han Huai who came in with a smile. He came here every day some time ago, and she felt it was a little strange that he didn't come for a few days.
But his look today was a little bit different, with a bandage on his arm.
"Take care of yourself." Although Han Huai liked to chat with them every time he came, Deng Shan knew her limits and didn't ask too many questions, but just said a greeting.
"It's such a busy morning. Is the boss not back yet?"
Seeing that she was busy, Han Huai also stood up to help her pack things, but was quickly sent back to sit by Deng Shan.
"Oh, I can't tell you. My boss is busy right now. He only comes here occasionally at night. Someone will come to help me in the morning."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Zhao walked in from the door, greeted Deng Shan with a smile, and when he turned around, he saw Han Huai and was stunned for a moment.
"Why don't you stay at home and recuperate? Why are you rushing back to work now?"
Yang Zhao skillfully took out her apron and tied it on, then helped at the front desk. She and Deng Shan worked together very well, and it was obvious that they had been working together for more than just a day or two.
Han Huai's smile deepened, and he just said casually: "It's boring to stay at home, let's go out for a walk."
Yang Zhao also smiled. Both of them were present on the day Feng You was arrested, so it was not convenient for her to talk to him for long.
"Just take a good rest if you are injured. Sometimes it is better to do nothing than to do too much. Professionals should do professional things. Why worry so much?" Yang Zhao said to Han Huai with a smile.
Yang Zhao has synchronized information with Chen Shuang these days and is also responsible for synchronizing information between SDD and the police station. She guessed that Han Huai is still concerned about his sister's case.
But she was really afraid of him, and was afraid that he would interfere more.
Deng Shan just thought they were talking about work and didn't pay much attention to it. It was not until Yang Zhao went to the kitchen and Deng Shan was alone at the front desk that Han Huai suddenly asked her.
"How come your sister Xiao Zhao has time to help?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, Sister Xiao Zhao was sent here by her boss. Her boss took over my boss, so he sent her, a worker, to take his place."
Han Huai smiled, nodded in understanding, and this time he didn't bother to argue any further. He picked up his things and turned to leave.
Yang Zhao watched him leave before turning around the corner and glancing at Han Huai's back.
"there is none left?"
Du Yanze, wearing a long coat and long pants, leaned against the sofa, slowly flipping through the information and files that Yang Zhao had brought over, listening to Yang Zhao repeating to him everything that had happened to Han Huai in the morning.
"That's all. I think he still wants to come here to get some information."
As Yang Zhao spoke, he glanced at Du Yanze, whose brows revealed a hint of fatigue. He then looked towards the door uneasily from time to time and drank water tactically.
Just kidding, although everyone's identities are basically known, it's not necessary to make me work two jobs.
Mr. Tang didn't come to work in the morning. They were still complaining about how good it was to be a boss, as he didn't have to punch in and out and no one deducted his salary.
After a while, President Tang called the office's internal line and asked her to deliver all the company's documents that needed to be commented on to Tang's house that night.
Colleagues in the CEO's office all thought that she had a good relationship with the boss's wife and was planning to use her. After all, if it weren't for Yang Zhao, how would CEO Tang have noticed the dessert shop and how would he have known the boss's wife?
Only Yang Zhao's legs went weak. She thought Tang Zhilu was going to settle the score later, or trick her into coming over, and then kidnap Du Yanze to force him to surrender or something like that...
As a result, the phone rang again after a while. This time, before Tang Zhilu could speak, there was some noise from the other end of the phone, and a vague and hoarse "Don't be unhappy", followed by a lazy "Get out of here".
"Come on, and synchronize the latest information and progress with me."
Yang Zhao opened her mouth, but for a moment no sound came out. Would she ever be able to work two jobs openly?
"Can I...can I go? Tang Tang...Boss Tang..."
"Don't worry about him." Yang Zhao was sure that he could hear some anger in Du Yanze's tone.
"Has Feng You's toxicology test report been sent to Chen Shuang?" Du Yanze was still leaning against a soft pillow, flipping through the pages with his head down.
"It has been sent and confirmed. It is a miracle, and it is presumed to be a large dose."
"No." Du Yanze said in a cold voice. Yang Zhao immediately became serious when he heard his tone.
"The formula is wrong." Du Yanze turned to the last page, and sure enough, the SDD laboratory also gave a risk label in small print.
“I’m afraid it’s not Miracle 3.0 anymore.”
Yang Zhao subconsciously wanted to refute. FA's Miracle 3.0 was only released less than a month ago, and SDD's large-scale crackdown also put them in a disadvantageous position. In this case, how could they come up with a new version and it appeared in China again?
"That's impossible."
Du Yanze finished reading all the information, then stood in front of the window, leaning on the sofa, in silence. He was wearing a thin long coat and trousers that were a little too loose for him, but he didn't feel hot in the cold wind in the room.
But Yang Zhao could still see the bruises on his wrists and the bright red kiss marks on the back of his neck, not to mention his lips which were swollen as if he had a fever.
Damn it, she was just talking nonsense, but the boss really became the boss lady...
"It's not completely impossible." Du Yanze looked indifferent. When Yang Zhao expected him to continue talking, he stopped talking and just continued to ask her.
"How are Chen Shuang and the others investigating?"
"As you expected, Feng You's case has to be closed. As for Han Xian, they reviewed it again. The SDD and the G Country police jointly handled the case. There are no problems with the case, evidence, and testimony, except that the suspect also committed suicide out of fear of punishment..."
"What was the name of the biopharmaceutical company where Han Xian and the suspect interned before their death?"
"Alekto"
"Alecto." There was no trace of surprise in Du Yanze's tone.
"Alecto, one of the three goddesses of vengeance, is the goddess of unrest, mainly responsible for plague and war. It is another Greek myth."
Tang Zhilu specifically explained this to him yesterday.
Du Yanze said nothing and handed the information to Yang Zhao. He was sure that as long as Tang Zhilu didn't want to, Yang Zhao would have no chance to access the information.
"...Sir." Yang Zhao's face turned pale after reading it, and his voice became lower: "I don't know whether I should say it or not."
"There's something I shouldn't say."
Du Yanze stood in front of the window, the bright light outside the window enveloped him, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, which was brewed by Tang Zhilu before he left.
He said he disliked it, but the more he drank, the more he liked it, so there was always a faint smile on his face.
"There are two lines now, one is the missing case, and the other is Han Xian."
"The first clue is that the suspect in the missing case is suspected to have died due to the new version of miracle."
"Second clue, Han Xian was an intern at Alekto before her death. This company has been listed as high-risk by SDD. It is one of the companies that we all assume may be developing miracles."
These were also what Yang Zhao was thinking. At present, all the focus was on one point - miracle. However, Yang Zhao looked at Du Yanze who was always calm.
"This company once sought cooperation with Tang Zhilu. He visited the laboratory, listened to the project meeting, and obtained some internal information."
"Not to mention the name Feng You blurted out before his death, and the invitation letter."
"But, it shows here that Tang Zhilu did not agree to cooperate, and there was no receipt later. Will it be..."
Yang Zhao was not being emotional; he just instinctively pointed out the loopholes in the data.
"This information was given to me by Tang Zhilu." Du Yanze interrupted Yang Zhao and continued slowly, "Of course, if he said he didn't cooperate, then he didn't cooperate. If he said he didn't participate, then he didn't participate."
"On the contrary, if you put Tang Zhilu's participation in FA into the picture, many things will go more smoothly."
"For example, the one who injected Feng You with the miraculous new drug was Tang Zhilu. With his power, it wouldn't be surprising if he built a similar laboratory in China."
"The timing is right too. Perhaps it was the addition of Barnett who came to China a month ago that allowed him to come up with Miracle 4.0 in such a short time."
Du Yanze was in Tang Zhilu's house, wearing Tang Zhilu's clothes, drinking the tea he made, and directly suspected that Tang Zhilu was the mastermind behind the incident.
"Maybe he was the one who made the phone call to lead us to arrest Feng You. The longer the missing case drags on, the more I will pursue him. I just didn't expect Feng You to be able to react before he died."
What Du Yanze said was all what Yang Zhao had thought of. He nodded frequently, but became even more worried. This meant that Tang’s residence was the villain’s lair. Was it really okay for them to be so comfortable?
"It's not substantial evidence. We can't do anything to him."
Du Yanze took a sip of the tea Tang Zhilu had brewed for him and praised him, "You really know how to serve others. It seems like you'll be suitable to be a servant in your next life."
"You're so mean?"
Tang Zhilu's voice was heard above Du Yanze's. He was working from home today, wearing only a short-sleeved shirt and trousers, with his hair down and gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. He looked neat and had an elite vibe.
But there were a lot of scratches and teeth marks on the side of his neck, half-hidden by the collar of his shirt, suggesting that this elite had a rich nightlife last night.
"Yeah, my mouth has never been better."
Du Yanze remained calm, raised his eyebrows and looked at him, put the teacup aside, walked to his side and touched the red ambiguous marks with his hand.
"Not only is your mouth mean, your hands are mean too. You're so abominable, it seems you need to stay away from me."
Yang Zhao was frantically sorting out the documents over and over again, pretending to be very busy, and her heart was about to jump out of her throat. This was more exciting than saying bad things about someone behind their back and then seeing them in person.
"I can't bear to do that."
Yang Zhao almost thought he was hallucinating. He looked up at Tang Zhilu in surprise, then quickly lowered his head.
"It's getting late. I'll ask the butler to take you back later." Tang Zhilu hugged Du Yanze, looked at Yang Zhao and spoke in a cold voice, this time with his usual cold tone.
Yang Zhao's heart tightened. If their speculations were all correct, then Du Yanze was in danger. Two fists were no match for four hands, and she couldn't help but glance at Du Yanze.
Du Yanze looked calm and nodded slightly: "Take the good things with you and wait for my call."
Yang Zhao had no choice but to leave in a daze. Before leaving, he exchanged glances with Oliver in the garden and felt a little relieved.
Suspicion aside, no matter which side it is, even if they want to take action, it shouldn't be so quick... right?
*
"Are you done with your work? Are you free?"
Du Yanze couldn't stand it anymore and looked back at Tang Zhilu. He followed him all the way, occasionally pulling at his clothes and touching him.
What about the previous mysophobic and aloof Tang Zhilu? He now misses him.
"I'm done. You've just finished too."
Tang Zhilu came over, rested his chin on his shoulder, and looked out with him.
This public second-floor balcony has a very pleasant view at dusk. From here, you can watch the sun setting, with the gorgeous colors painting the light, shadows and green leaves with unusual hues.
"What's the meaning?"
Du Yanze pretended not to understand his hint and grabbed Tang Zhilu's wrist. But Tang Zhilu knew that if he really didn't understand, he wouldn't ask him "what do you mean".
Tang Zhilu tried to be gentle just like last night, but found that he was not soft but hard. Most importantly, he was a clumsy gentleman and could not learn to be reserved. After tasting the sweetness of indulgence, restraint was like a piece of fake thin paper.
Du Yanze leaned his back against the railing, turned around and raised his head to cooperate, and even took the initiative to hug his neck.
The evening light shone through the thin green leaves and fell on the two of them. Du Yanze did not close his eyes, and Tang Zhilu had never had this habit.
Tang Zhilu was intoxicated by Du Yanze's focused and indulgent gaze. Perhaps it was because the light at dusk was too ambiguous, he was willing to believe that he was fully committed at this moment.
“It’s all going to end.”
Du Yanze stood by Tang Zhilu, his lips and tongue still hoarse from the stirring. He hugged Tang Zhilu back, exchanging body temperature under many barriers, as if testing the sincerity behind each other's skin.
Tang Zhilu naturally heard it, but he could do nothing and could not say anything.
At this moment, all he could do was hold him tightly and watch the sun set with him, the sunlight disappear, and the night fall.
*
The summer rain came suddenly in the middle of the night, and it was falling hard and fast, and it couldn't wait to fall from the middle of the night. This rain was rumbling, not with a very crisp sound, but with a sound like a muffled roar overlapping another.
Deng Shan woke up from her sleep with a start. When she opened her eyes, she saw the top of the curtains in the dormitory. What was clearer in her ears than the thunder was the buzzing sound of the air conditioner.
She turned over and drowsily reached for her cell phone beside her to check the time.
3:40
She slowly closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep again, but her mind was heavy with thoughts and she couldn't help thinking about the dream she just had.
Was it a nightmare? In the dream, there were footsteps chasing her, and a pale face pounced on her, with red eyes, as if wanting to bite a piece of flesh off her.
Forget it, let’s go to bed... There’s an early morning class tomorrow. This teacher loves to call the roll five minutes early, it’s amazing.
It's just a nightmare...
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