Volume Two, The First Floor. Doomsday Chapter 57. Conspiracy
At the end of today's experiment, Tang Ling was escorted back to the room again.
What was different from usual was that Meng Han didn't cause any trouble for her today. Instead, he mercifully allowed her to go back to the room early. The doctors didn't leave her after putting her in the room like before. This time they just
Standing at the door of the room, watching her enter, he quickly closed the door and left.
"Number 73!"
Tang Ling, who was still staring at the group of people at the door in confusion, heard a familiar voice coming from her room. She turned her head and saw Zhou Ke running towards her.
Before Tang Ling had time to wonder why Zhou Ke was here, he grabbed her hand, hurriedly pulled her to the bed, and then said nervously: "No. 73, let's play hide and seek, okay? You hide in the bed
At the end, I’ll catch you after I’ve finished counting!”
ha?
Tang Ling frowned and looked at Zhou Ke strangely, feeling a little helpless at what he said, but before she could react, Zhou Ke hurriedly pushed her to the bottom of the bed.
"Don't make a sound! I'm going to catch you later!"
After Tang Ling's figure was completely hidden by the bed board, Zhou Ke grabbed the chain that was still exposed, stuffed it under the bed, then climbed into Tang Ling's bed, covered himself with the quilt, and started counting.
.
"one two three……"
Only Zhou Ke himself knew that he was so nervous that his palms began to sweat.
They all think that they don't understand anything and are just stupid talkative people.
But that strange uncle I just met in the corridor will definitely bully No. 73.
The look he looked at him was much more uncomfortable than the way his father looked at him with a bottle after he drank too much. He had also asked so many times about the news about No. 73, so he must have some bad thoughts.
Although he didn't know why Dr. Du took him to room No. 73, since he was here now, he should protect No. 73.
No. 73 is a girl, just like her sister. My mother said that men should protect girls.
He must protect No. 73!
If that uncle really comes to room No. 73, he will definitely beat him away!
After Tang Ling entered her room, the group of doctors and the guards hurriedly left the corridor of Area S, and then blocked the entrance to the entire corridor of Area S.
In the shadow of the corner, Zhao Qingsong held a cigarette in his mouth and watched the group of people leave. He slowly walked out of the shadows and flipped the magnetic card with his fingers flexibly. If you look carefully, you will find that this magnetic card is what Du Mei used before.
The one that passed.
Zhao Qingsong kicked back the hand that was exposed in the corner. He sneered and strode towards Tang Ling's room.
Across the heavy iron door, Zhao Qingsong's heart was surging. The faint breath circled his nose, and the feather-like seductiveness swept through his heart. A numb electric feeling rushed straight to his forehead and his chest.
Ups and downs, his hand holding the magnetic card kept shaking, and his whole body was in an extremely excited state because of the surge of blood.
God knows how difficult it was for him to come here without telling Meng Ling. That woman always hindered his actions. Although he didn't know who secretly sent him the message, he didn't want to turn a blind eye to such a great opportunity.
From the moment he saw Tang Ling again, Zhao Qingsong could never forget the sweet fragrance emanating from her body. It was an addictive poison. He had been secretly spying on the treasure for so long. Today he was finally going to succeed.
Already.
Putting the magnetic card into the card slot, he smiled evilly and turned off the room lights displayed on the electronic screen.
This is bound to be a huge surprise.
"Click-click."
There was a clear sound of opening the door, and Zhou Ke, who was huddled in the quilt, trembled all over and held his breath nervously.
coming!
Da da da.
The footsteps echoed in the empty room, and the brisk footsteps were enough to tell that the man was in a happy mood. The man seemed not to notice the group lying on the bed at all, and wandered around the room leisurely.
A strange aroma came out.
Zhou Ke, who was huddled under the quilt, didn't smell it, but Tang Ling, who was lying under the bed, was in a very bad state at this time.
This smell was all too familiar to her.
Tang Ling felt that her entire body was exhausted and weak. Her senses were becoming clearer and clearer, but her body was paralyzed and unable to move.
This was Meng Han's favorite thing to use when doing experiments on her. Every time she smelled that smell, she had no ability to resist at all.
The footsteps echoing in the room suddenly stopped.
The surroundings became quiet again.
what happened?
Zhou Ke, who was hiding under the quilt, couldn't restrain his curiosity and wanted to poke his head out and look around.
After waiting for a while, there was still no sound outside the quilt. Zhou Ke hesitated and pulled the quilt covering his head, and the dull air suddenly became smoother.
as well as……
The black shadow was so close at hand, and its heavy breath hit Zhou Ke's face.
Almost all of a sudden, the scream that broke through the throat had no time to come out of his mouth. The next second, a rough and thick palm covered Zhou Ke's mouth, pinched his face savagely, and finally silenced the scream.
The screams were blocked in the palm of my hand, and only a few sobs were squeezed out from the gaps.
"Be quiet."
The greasy breath was so close that Zhou Ke could smell the smell of nicotine coming from him. The hot breath from his nose sprinkled on Zhou Ke's face. Under his dim vision,
The animality that was about to explode emanated from those blurry eyes, and he calmly reminded Zhou Ke without panicking at all.
Before Zhou Ke had time to resist, he was already weak from fear. His body was trembling because of Zhao Qingsong's constant approach. Goosebumps appeared on the surface of his skin as he felt like he was trapped in a swamp deep in the green forest.
, the body was wrapped in the thick and turbid liquid, and I was so disgusted that I wanted to escape quickly, but I had no way to resist.
"Boy, you don't seem to be Tang Ling, right?"
Zhao Qingsong sniffed Zhou Ke's scent for a long time before raising his head and leaning towards his ear to ask in a low voice.
The sweet smell will indeed become stronger the closer it is to the bed, but the little guy in his hands now, although it is wrapped in a layer of the same smell, is very weak, although it can also evoke Zhao Qingsong's
Desire is not like Tang Ling's, which makes him crazy and almost crazy.
"never mind."
Zhao Qingsong sighed and said.
Zhou Ke, who had been released from his mouth and was still thinking about how to lie, heard what Zhao Qingsong suddenly said. He was just happy that he would let it go. Unexpectedly, the next second, he was dragged to the ground and his head was hit hard.
