Laws of the Other World

They drove the car back to Tan Yiming's apartment. When they opened the door of Tan Yiming's apartment, Mo Ye looked at the on-site sampling personnel sent by Song Zhi, and said speechlessly: "This is what Song Rin said, "Lian Wensheng is missing." '? It's not just missing, is it?"

The party scene was in a mess, and all the partygoers were cleared out of the scene.

There were three corpses floating in the swimming pool in front of them. After the samplers finished their work, the police salvaged the corpses.

The expressions on the faces of each corpse are full of longing and longing, as if they have reached heaven.

Mo Ye walked to one of the corpses with his pocket in his pocket. It was a woman who recognized Mo Ye with her friends and was one of the people who hoped that Mo Ye could stay at the party.

He had talked less than two hours ago, but he didn't expect to die so soon.

Her eyes were wide open, her lips were slightly parted, and one hand was already stiff, as if she was about to grab something before she died.

"Couldn't Lian Wensheng poison them to death?" Mo Ye glanced at Zhou Yu, knowing that Zhou Yu was the one who drank the beer that Lian Wensheng handed over.

"Except for the neurotoxin made from S-level biological spinal fluid, the poison in the human world should not kill me." Zhou Yu replied.

"Be afraid, be afraid, that is not the toxin of the human world."

"We can only wait for the autopsy report."

The police station issued a warrant for Lian Wensheng, but Zhou Yu knew very well that it was actually quite easy for Lian Wensheng to avoid being pursued.

Zhou Yu and Mo Ye walked around the scene to observe.

The shell of Lian Wensheng's overlord silver spider was still in place.

Song Zhi's people are trying to find a way to transport it away.

Zhou Yu turned his face to stare at it: "Mo Ye, do you think it is different from when we saw it before?"

"Different?" Mo Ye rubbed his chin, "When I saw it before, it looked like it was going to jump up and bite our heads off at any moment. Now it looks like a dead corpse. "

"It's the eyes. Its eyes are gone." Zhou Yu stepped forward quickly, put on his gloves, and reached into the eye sockets of the Overlord Silver Spider. "This is empty! I was sure that its eyes were inside!"

Mo Ye walked over, "If I'm not mistaken, there should be a camera installed here. Lian Wensheng probably expected this to happen a long time ago, and deliberately hid the camera in the eye socket of the Overlord Silver Spider to capture all of this. "

"If this is the case, the video will definitely be transmitted to a certain terminal. The wireless transmission range of this kind of camera is limited..."

"Maybe it was the tablet that was passed on to Lian Wensheng. If so, Lian Wensheng would definitely take the tablet with him when he took the camera."

"So... we still don't know what happened?" Zhou Yu sighed, and when his eyes flicked over the wine bottles and glasses by the pool, he seemed to notice something and walked over quickly.

He squatted down in front of a wine bottle, picked it up, and turned it to the light.

"What's wrong?" Mo Ye also squatted down beside him.

"Do you think the liquid left in this wine bottle seems to be glowing blue?" Zhou Yu asked back.

Mo Ye nodded: "Yes. There is blue light, and it is very shallow and subtle blue light. If it is an ordinary human being, it should not be visible to the naked eye."

"Real beer doesn't reflect such a color." Zhou Yu picked it up and handed it to the sampling personnel sent by Song Zhi, and asked at the same time, "Did you ask the people at the party? How were they invited to come?" Got here? And is there anything in common between these people?"

"They said they all received electronic invitation letters from Lian Wensheng. Those who agreed to the appointment all had 1 yuan in their accounts. If there is something in common, the only thing I can think of is that they are all young, aged between 20 and Between the ages of 28. None over 30."

Zhou Yu frowned at this answer.

Mo Ye came to him with his pocket in his pocket and said, "Does this sound like an experiment on specific subjects? This is one of the groups, maybe there is another reference group somewhere."

"Well, yes... I think Lian Wensheng's purpose is not just to create biological weapons."

By the time the pool party scene was dealt with, it was 03:30 in the morning.

"Can we go home now?" Mo Ye asked Zhou Yu who was still frowning and thinking.

"Come on, let's go back."

Mo Ye raised his arms to embrace Zhou Yu's shoulders, and when no one paid attention to them, Mo Ye quickly kissed Zhou Yu's eyebrows: "Hey, this is the end of thinking about Lian Wensheng. Think about it after Han Li or Li Qian give you other clues, otherwise everything is an unfounded assumption."

"I see. Didn't you say you want supper? Let's go." Zhou Yu raised his hand.

"Supper? What time?" Mo Ye looked at Zhou Yu with a "don't be kidding" expression.

"Well, there are fewer people going this time."

Zhou Yu opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot's seat: "Go to Wutong Lane."

"...What's that place?" Mo Ye resigned himself to the co-pilot seat.

"Navigate." Zhou Yu folded his arms and closed his eyes, as if preparing to sleep.

Looking at his eyelashes illuminated by the street lamp, Mo Ye felt itchy.

Of course Zhou Yu could feel Mo Ye's emotions at the moment, he closed his eyes and stretched out his hand, grabbed Mo Ye's shoulder and pressed him towards him, then kissed the corner of his lips.

Mo Ye was a little surprised at that moment, and then showed a childish smile of joy.

"Okay, let's drive to Wutong Lane, I really want to eat something."

Mo Ye started the car, and the line of his lips curved upwards along the way.

When he came to the entrance of Wutong Alley according to the navigation, he immediately smelled a strong aroma of food.

It was already past four o'clock in the morning, but there were still sporadic people sitting and chatting over drinks at the food stalls.

This alley is deep and long, and there are many food stalls. All kinds of strong aromas are intertwined, making people hungry.

Zhou Yu opened his eyes and said, "Let's go."

Mo Ye blinked. It's not like he hasn't eaten at the roadside stall.When Zhou Yu was away before, Mo Ye also ate with the staff after the filming, but this was the first time such a supper.

Because there are almost no customers, many stalls are being cleaned up one after another.

"The food stalls here are open from ten o'clock in the evening to around five o'clock in the morning. When the day comes, all these stalls will be removed."

Zhou Yu sat down in front of a noodle stall, broke off the disposable chopsticks, and ordered two bowls of noodles before Mo Ye could speak.

"Are you sure I would like to eat the noodles here?" Mo Ye asked with a smile, propping his head up, looking lazily at Zhou Yu in front of him.

"I don't know if you will like it, but I like it." Zhou Yu scraped off the wooden splinters from the chopsticks and handed them to Mo Ye.

The noodles came quickly, and they should be the last order for the noodle stall.

After Zhou Yu mixed the noodles and stewed ingredients well, he watched Mo Ye turn over with chopsticks. In the end, the noodles were still white and red, and he pushed his own noodles over.

"You eat this."

Zhou Yu knew that this guy didn't know how to mix noodles, or he wanted to mix it himself, but for some reason, Zhou Yu didn't want to expose him at all.

"You said that the purpose of Tan Yiming's research on these spiders is to cure his wife's Alzheimer's syndrome...Why did he do this?"

"Because his wife can't communicate with him normally, can't remember what they're going through now, and can't take care of herself well... Or in the eyes of the world, Alzheimer is like a kind of disability."

"She may not be able to communicate normally with Professor Tan, but other ugly things in the world can't affect her. If she can't remember everything they have experienced, Tan Yiming can accompany her to recall the past. Now he can The things my wife remembers must be beautiful and precious. Even if Alzheimer’s disease is a kind of disability in the eyes of outsiders, it does not affect Tan Yiming’s wife to eat a bowl of noodles with him. Just like me and you now.”

Zhou Yu lowered his eyes and smiled.

The night was like water, even filled with a faint mist, and Zhou Yu's usually restrained facial features softened.

"This is what I don't like about you the most. You think differently from many people, and you seem so 'abnormal'."

"But this is also what you like most about me, because you know that no matter what you become, I will love you. I love you for what you were originally, and for what you are now." Mo Ye replied.

After eating the noodles, Zhou Yu and Mo Ye drove back to the apartment. After a brief shower, Zhou Yu went back to bed, pulled the quilt on and fell asleep.

Mo Ye wiped his head, came to Zhou Yu's side and sat down, reached out and touched his forehead.

"Your hair isn't even dry, why did you fall asleep?"

Despite what he said, Mo Ye lay down with wet hair and hugged Zhou Yu, and slept with him until dawn.

At 10:30 in the morning, Zhou Yu's cell phone vibrated beside the bed.

Almost at that moment, Zhou Yu woke up, and when he stretched out his arms to take the phone, he realized that Mo Ye had almost completely surrounded himself, his chin resting on Zhou Yu's forehead, even when he fell asleep, he did not forget to show himself possessiveness.His closed eyes looked innocent and lazy, and his slightly raised eyelashes looked like wings about to flap.

Zhou Yu took the phone and found that it was Han Li's call.