Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

The heavy document fell to the ground with a heavy muffled sound. Zheng Zhouxing came to his senses and bent down to pick it up.

Was what he just saw true? Was he seeing it wrong?

Zheng Zhouxing couldn't help but doubt himself.

Not knowing why, Zheng Zhouxing once again turned to the last page of the information he just picked up.

My eyes fell on it, and I saw clearly that it was clearly written on it——

"The experiment failed and the experimental subject has died." Several big words.

The red words are particularly obvious on the black and white background.

What does "dead" mean?

Zheng Zhouxing didn't know what the experiment was, but he still understood what death was.

Zheng Zhouxing's hands trembled uncontrollably, and his mind was automatically recalling the details that he had ignored one by one, as if it were a movie, with every scene being extremely clear.

Nan Qiao's complexion was so pale that he was abnormally pale, and his fingertips were so cold that they could not warm up even if they were in close contact with him for several hours...

Nan Qiao, she...

"How do you make it like this?"

A voice that Zheng Zhouxing had heard many times suddenly sounded from behind, just like it always did.

"Oh!"

The poor information was thrown to the ground again.

Zheng Zhouxing was so frightened that he turned around and saw Nan Qiao leaning on the bookcase nearby, arms folded across his chest, tilting his head and looking at him.

They were very close, but only a few steps away.

When did she come!

"Really, I didn't watch you for a while, and you caused such a big mess. Are you a husky, and you can demolish a house?"

Nan Qiao glanced at the messy floor and bookshelves, and had something to say.

She knew why Zheng Zhouxing came all the way here, so she didn't stop him from looking through the information. Wasn't the door opened for him?

It turned out that he was doing well and made such a big noise, she thought something had happened.

It seems that in this world, his psychological quality is really not very good. Isn’t it just a piece of information? How could he be so scared?

Zheng Zhouxing couldn't listen at all and stared closely at the face in front of him, which was already a very familiar face to him.

Except for being a little too white, this is obviously what a normal person looks like.

"Are you listening?" Nan Qiao frowned slightly when he saw Zheng Zhouxing's distracted look.

"you…"

"What?" He said it too vaguely, so Nan Qiao didn't hear it.

"I mean, are you a zombie... or a dead person?"

"Huh?" Nan Qiao was stunned. What did he know?

Thinking of Zheng Zhouxing's reaction just now, Nan Qiao's eyes fell on the book that fell on the ground.

She knelt down, picked up the information, and flipped through it casually.

As I read it, I couldn't help but sigh, it was written in quite detail.

Unexpectedly, those people actually recorded this and put it into the database. It was really... blatant.

Looking at it this way, it seems that being scared is indeed understandable.

After all, he actually spent so long with a person who was recorded as dead, and did something so intimate.

Ok…

It's actually a little scary when you think about it.

"Oops~" The corners of Nan Qiao's mouth raised slightly, "I'm so sorry that you found out—"

"Guess then -" Nan Qiao suddenly came in front of Zheng Zhouxing's face and put his hand on the bookshelf behind him, so close that he almost touched Zheng Zhouxing's nose.

Nan Qiao breathed lightly on his face: "Who am I?"

Nan Qiao smiled even brighter, even the ends of his eyes curled up.

"Oh, right!"

"You guessed wrong, but you will be punished~"