Brother Hu glanced at Su Ziyue in front of him and saw that she was covered in blood and dirty, so he withdrew his hand that was about to open her sack.
"Isn't it a forbidden area up there? How could she break into it? She's covered in blood. It seems like she was framed." Brother Hu is indeed a
Anyone with a discerning eye will know what is happening at a glance
"Brother Tiger, how should we deal with it?" The man glanced at Su Ziyue who was still unconscious and said lightly.
"If we kill her, she might get us into trouble. If we don't kill her, she might expose our base. I think we should let her go, but we need to inject her with AKRT-49 to make her forget this memory.
I’ll leave it to you, Hao!”
Brother Hu stood up and walked to the man, patted his generous shoulder with trust, opened the door and walked out.
The man stared solemnly at Su Ziyue, who was covered in a black sack. He seemed to be thinking about something. His brows were furrowed and his lips were pursed into a stiff outline.
At this time, the person on the sofa seemed to wake up and moved slightly
In fact, Su Ziyue woke up long ago, but she just pretended to be in a coma. She heard the conversation just now, and because she was about to be injected with medicine, she shook her body in fear.
The man was startled and hurriedly inserted the thin needle into her soft and fair skin before she was fully conscious. However, he did not push the syringe forward and seemed to be hesitating.
"No!" Su Ziyue, who was in a "half-awake state", screamed at the slight sting.
She has been afraid of injections since she was a child, he knows this
In the end, the man couldn't bear to inject the brown liquid into her body, just because he liked her when he was a child, and even now he couldn't bear to hurt her, maybe never in his life.
"You are Meng Jiahao, right?" Su Ziyue suddenly pulled off the sack on her head and stared straight at the man sitting on the sofa.
The man just opened his eyes in astonishment, with a look of disbelief on his face. She actually recognized him, the one who had been sitting behind her in obscurity before, the one who accidentally stained the back of her clothes with ink.
There was a sudden surprise in his heart, but he still said calmly and indifferently: "You have the wrong person." He glanced to the other side as he said that
"You are Meng Jiahao, yes, the scars on your arms are the best proof." Su Ziyue said with a trace of sadness in her eyes, and her big eyes were filled with mist.
This was an injury he sustained while trying to save himself. The horrific scar extends from his wrist to his elbow, and now it exceeds his elbow as he grows older.
How can I forget this long special scar? It’s just that time has faded your figure. Only this deep scar has always been engraved in my heart.
"I'll say it again, you got the wrong person, stop talking nonsense!" The man suddenly turned his head and yelled at Su Ziyue, his eyes were red and swollen.