Chapter 522: Cold-blooded Zombie Queen vs. Soft-eared Rabbit Leader 37
"Song Ci'an gave it to you."
Jing Che looked puzzled: "When was it given to me? Why didn't I see it?"
Quan Jiu's lips curled slightly: "The people who followed us out are gone."
Long Yan nodded, his tone revealing disgust: "Just left."
Daniel was very alert and looked solemn when he heard this:
"No wonder I felt something was amiss after leaving the institute. It turns out someone was following me..."
"Let's go and find a place to stay first."
Quan Jiu didn't rush to open the note.
The few of them finally arrived at Unit 3, Building 1, and checked into Room 2-1.
After the door was closed, Quan Jiu opened the note.
[Please take Xiaolan away from Ninghai City.]
"Why?" Jing Che was the first to ask.
Song Lan met Song Ci'an and did not come back with them. He is still staying in the research institute.
Long Yan: "Song Ci'an slipped the note into my hand when we were shaking hands."
Quan Jiu: "Someone was watching him, so he had to pass on the information in this way."
Cathy was a little confused:
"But I see that Mr. Song holds a very high position in the research institute. Everyone who meets Mr. Song along the way will take the initiative to greet him and salute him."
No matter how you look at it, Song Ci'an doesn't look like someone who is imprisoned or under surveillance.
Quan Jiu's eyes flashed: "Let's go and have a look tomorrow."
…
the next day.
Quan Jiu came to the door of the research institute under the pretext of visiting a good friend.
"You said you were looking for Professor Song?"
The scientific research guy at the door looked very enthusiastic.
"Little sister, you're late. Last night, there was a batch of important goods that needed to be transported, and Professor Song, as the developer, was assigned to deliver the goods."
Quan Jiu: "Where should the goods be delivered?"
"That's unclear. This is a top secret. No one knows except the person transporting the goods."
Tang Sui sat in a wheelchair, looking up at him: "What about Professor Song's sister?"
The man thought for a moment and said, "I think I'll go along with him..."
Quan Jiu asked some more questions, but didn't get any useful information, so she had to give up and return to the community first.
Today is a sunny day. The sun is shining brightly outside the window and falls on Jing Che, but he inexplicably feels that there is no warmth at all, and even has a creepy illusion.
"I always feel like something is weird..."
Yesterday, Song Ci'an invited Quan Jiu to visit him when he was free, but in the blink of an eye, he left quietly with Song Lan without even saying goodbye.
Even Cathy, the naive girl, realized the contradiction:
"Professor Song clearly told Sister Tong to take Xiao Lan away, but why did he change his mind after just one night?"
Quan Jiu tapped the window sill with his fingertips, thinking:
"Maybe someone forced him to leave."
"But we are one step too late. The person has already left and there is no clue. Is there any need for us to continue investigating?" Mike asked.
Without any clues, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Tang Sui raised his eyes to look at Quan Jiu, his dark eyes filled with pleading.
Wang Jingyang couldn't help but say:
"Although I haven't been with Xiao Lan for too long, this kid is brave and careful. He never despises Xiao Ye for being a zombie and even chats with Xiao Ye..."
Jing Che also looked at Quan Jiu, eagerly:
"Little Blue is a good person. She even gave me her last bag of Weilong spicy strips last time."
Quan Jiu: “…”
Are people who feed you with affection good people?!
"I'll sneak into the research institute later to take a look." Quan Jiu made up his mind.
…
late at night.
"My special ability is sometimes effective and sometimes not, so you need to make a quick decision."
Jing Che relied on his teleportation ability to send Quan Jiu directly to the blind spot of surveillance.
Quan Jiu immediately went to the power room and cut off the power supply. The entire institute was suddenly plunged into darkness.
"Why is there a power outage?"
"Fuck, what's going on? My experiment is at a critical step..."
Amidst discussions, Quan Jiu calmly turned off all surveillance cameras, grabbed the white coat and work badge beside him, put them on, pushed the door open and walked out of the power room with a swagger.
After walking a few steps, I met a colleague in the corridor.
"Hey! Who's there? You came from the power room, right? What's going on in there?"
In the dark night, no one can see each other's face.
Quan Jiu lowered his voice and said "hmm" softly.
"I was just passing by and didn't pay attention."
The man gradually approached her: "Will you accompany me to take a look now?"
Quan Jiu shook his head: "No, my experiment is at a critical step and I have to go back immediately."
The man waved his hands impatiently: "Alright, hurry up and go. If you miss it, the sample will be stale..."
When Quan Jiu heard the word "fresh", his eyes narrowed slightly. Without saying anything more, he came to the experimental area according to his memory during the day.
There was a sudden power outage, and the emergency lighting system in the institute was activated. Many experimental departments had dim lights on.
Quan Jiu saw a familiar face through the transparent glass window——
The man who had enthusiastically told them Song Ci'an's whereabouts during the day was wearing white gloves and a white coat, holding a blood-stained scalpel in his hand, and standing in front of the operating table with an expressionless face.
Ding Chun took off his white gloves and threw them into the trash can beside him:
"No, the quality of this batch of experimental samples is too poor. None of them can survive the experimental injection."
His assistant picked up a bloody, blackened piece of meat:
"Then wait for the next batch of samples. I heard that there are people with special abilities in the next batch, and their physical fitness should be much better than that of ordinary people."
Ding Chun pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "How's Song Ci'an doing? Has he explained?"
Assistant: "I heard he's still very stubborn."
"Isn't his sister here? He doesn't care about his sister who has the same father and mother as him?" Ding Chun frowned.
The assistant was nonchalant:
"I guess he's just being stubborn for now. Sooner or later, the recipe will be revealed from him. It's just a pity for that little girl. She's so young, and she's already got sick..."
A cold look flashed in Quan Jiu's eyes. She slowed down and walked towards the laboratory.
The young assistant was still immersed in his own world and didn't notice anyone breaking in. When he felt a pain in his chest, he was shocked to realize that the scalpel in his hand had somehow been inserted into his heart.
Ding Chun was startled.
He watched helplessly as the assistant raised the knife and stabbed himself, as if he were possessed by a poison.
After he regained his composure, he looked at the body of his assistant and was about to escape from the laboratory when he felt a chill on his neck.
Quan Jiu put a knife to his throat.
"Where are Song Ci'an and Song Lan?"
Ding Chun immediately guessed her identity and swallowed his saliva:
"I'll take you there, but you have to promise me that you won't kill me."
…
When Quan Jiu saw the Song siblings, they were lying unconscious on the operating table, with tubes inserted all over their bodies, and black unknown liquid was being transported into their bodies through the tubes.
"What did you lose to them?"
Ding Chun's neck shrank: "This is not my doing."
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