Mr. Zhou asked: "So what do you think is different between you and us?"
Yan Luyi's tone became dull: "To you, we are not human beings, we are just experimental subjects. Then your lives also have no need to exist in our eyes."
Mr. Zhou was startled for a moment, and when he was about to continue asking questions, he saw Yan Lu sitting up with a groan.
She opened her eyes. Her eyes were empty and lifeless. She seemed to be looking at him, but not like she was looking at him.
She even looks somewhat similar to rigor mortis.
Mr. Zhou was startled and asked quickly: "What's going on?"
He was asking the hypnotist. But the hypnotist was also frightened and subconsciously wanted to step back.
But he couldn't move away in the end. Yan Luyi looked like Mu Mu, but the speed of his attack was almost as fast as the limit. He stretched out his hand and pulled him by the neck and hooked him over.
The hand pressed on his chin. The hands exerted force and twisted, but with a click, the hypnotist's face immediately turned nearly 180 degrees to one side, showing a strange look.
His body twitched and stopped moving.
Her move was so fast that Mr. Zhou was standing nearby and had no time to save him. When he pulled the hypnotist out from under Yan Luyi, the man had already died, and Yan Luyi
Then he jumped up from the bed, rushed towards him, and thrust the two fingers of his left hand swiftly into his eyes.
Mr. Zhou turned his head to avoid it, and at the same time held her wrist. His hand was very strong, and it hurt her when he pinched her. Yan Luyi's eyes moved, and suddenly she regained some energy, and immediately she looked panicked.
: "What are you doing? Let me go!"
Mr. Zhou said: "This is the right thing for me to ask you. What are you doing?"
Yan Luyi said: "What's wrong with me?"
She followed Mr. Zhou's eyes and saw the hypnotist's body lying on the ground with his neck bones twisted. She was immediately stunned.
Mr. Zhou let her go and asked, "Don't you remember?"
Yan Luyi said: "What? How did this person die? Could it be that...could it be that..."
Her expression also became frightened, and she stammered: "Did...I did it?"
Mr. Zhou said: "What do you think?"
Although he used it as a question, the answer was actually written on his face.
Yan Luyi said anxiously: "How is this possible?"
Mr. Zhou pondered for a while and said, "Come with me."
Yan Luyi couldn't figure it out for a while. She was extremely uneasy, but looking at the situation, Hypnotism was a little lucky in addition to being uneasy, feeling that she might not have revealed Yan Yue's secret.
She followed Mr. Zhou all the way. This was a single-family villa with a large space. It went up one floor and entered a bright hall.
In this hall, she caught sight of Yan Yue and was so frightened by his appearance that she was speechless.
Yan Yue was lying in a huge transparent container, which looked like a glass coffin.
A glass coffin used to hold corpses to prevent decay.
This glass coffin was placed on a huge mechanical bed with an extremely weird style, and there was a trace of white mist inside, so that she could only vaguely see his figure.
Human experiment?
Yan Luyi rushed over immediately. But Mr. Zhou was naturally wary of her and stretched out his hand to grab her.
Yan Luyi tried to twist his hand away, but she struggled several times and couldn't get it away. She only heard Mr. Zhou ask kindly: "Do you want to take an injection of anesthesia?"
She is no match for him.
From the speed with which he shot Li Jing before, to the huge force that now prevented her from breaking free even if he held her with just one hand, Yan Luyi knew very well that she couldn't beat him, so she could only stand still.
The two of them got quite close, so she looked into the transparent container. Yan Yue had his eyes closed and was very quiet. He must have just fallen asleep. Many small tubes extended outward from his clothes. I
It was not a bloody scene. Yan Luyi felt a little relieved. At this time, he saw two doctors who looked like commanding several burly men to carry a heavy metal shell over. It seemed that they were planning to
Install it to the outside of the glass tube.
Yan Luyi asked: "What are you doing?"
Mr. Zhou said: "In case you cause trouble, it's better to lie down and sleep quietly."
Yan Luyi had some vague guesses in his mind, but he still felt that he should ask to confirm: "Hibernation?"
Mr. Zhou nodded.
Seeing that the metal cocoon shell had been automatically installed on the outside of the glass container by the robot hand, tightly confining the vitreous body inside. Knowing that she could no longer cause any damage, Mr. Zhou let her go.
The group of men moved down the metal cocoon where Yan Yue was staying, and a new glass container was held up by the robot hand and placed firmly on the table. The lid slowly rose, opening an entrance on the upper side.
Obviously, this is reserved for her.
The bottom of the container was not level, but had ergonomic convex and concave curves. Lying on it felt very comfortable. But with only a layer of glass between them, she felt that the temperature seemed to be two or three degrees lower than the outside world, which was a bit cooler.
Then a doctor came over, took one of her hands, wiped her arm with cotton wool for disinfection, and then buried a needle connected to a thin flexible catheter into the vein. The moment the needle pierced the skin, she felt a slight sensation.
It hurt a little, but then the medicine began to be delivered, and Yan Lu immediately felt a soft warmth overflowing throughout her body. As the warmth spread, her consciousness soon became blurred - the doctor used
The metal hoop fixed her hand with the infusion tube on the wall of the container. This was her last remaining consciousness.
Zhang Youtou ran over in a hurry, but saw that the two people had been sealed in the shiny metal cocoon. He couldn't help but clicked his tongue and said: "It's incredible, it's incredible, these things are worth tens of thousands a day, like running water."
The earth will be burned up."
Mr. Zhou laughed: "Ten thousand dollars?"
Zhang Youtou said: "As expected of Mr. Zhou, he is so generous! If Dr. Li were replaced, he would definitely not be willing to part with it."
Mr. Zhou said: "You are a little woman with long hair and short knowledge. She has never touched money in life." He looked sarcastic, stretched out his hand to point at the metal cocoon containing Yan Luyi, and said: "I heard you coaxed her into
Are you still paying her a salary while here? How much? Three thousand yuan a month?"
He laughed even louder as he spoke. Zhang Youtou also laughed with him. Mr. Zhou saw him laughing too, but his expression suddenly turned serious and said: "How's the video going? Really check it out.
Not coming out?"
Zhang Youtou shook his head and said: "I have asked the technical team several times. They said that because of the accident at the institute, some storage area is now physically damaged and cannot be restored, so all the data is gone."
Mr. Zhou said: "What about those people who were staring at the video? Are they all dead too?"
Zhang Youtou said: "The main thing is that in the first few days, this kid stayed alone in the room and just played games. Brothers couldn't just stare at him and play games without any trouble, right? So they relaxed their gaze.
Who knew he was actually doing such a trick secretly."
Mr. Zhou nodded and said no more. He carefully asked tentatively: "Mr. Zhou, who is that Liu Chengfeng...?"
Mr. Zhou shook his head and said: "He is not a human being. He is a ghost."
When he said this, his tone of voice obviously changed. Zhang Youtou was listening nearby, and even felt that the voice of Mr. Zhou, who had always been extremely powerful, was trembling slightly. He couldn't help but ask: "Can this really be a person?"
ghost?"
Mr. Zhou turned to look at him: "You shouldn't ask about this."
Zhang Youtou was stunned when he heard this and quickly shut up, not daring to say any more.