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The woman's voice is very gentle, so it always gives people a gentle feeling. She came in with food and put it on the table.

"not hungry?"

She walked up to the little boy and reached out to stroke his head.

The little boy noticed it and raised his head abruptly.

"leave me alone."

His voice is still childish, but he looks about six or seven years old, his pair of black eyes are extremely beautiful, the pupils are black and pure, like the best black jade, with a natural sense of coldness.

The woman didn't care about his resistance and resentment, she still looked at him gently, "I have to eat some, otherwise I can only get an infusion."

The little boy pursed his lips and lowered his head, neither looking at her nor answering her words.

The woman sighed softly, and walked aside, there was a small shimmer of light refracted on her body, her eyes then stayed on these hanging thousand paper cranes, "Do the thousand paper cranes like it?"

"They are like you now. They seem to have wings, but they can't fly. They are enclosed and can only accept external light. The most crystal clear crystals in the world, but they are too fragile to withstand a single blow."

The woman raised her hand and touched these crystal thousand paper cranes with her fingertips, her expression softened, "But I like these very much. They have a pure and hard-to-find treasure that others can't match."

When she said these words, she never got any reply, and she was the only voice in the room, but she didn't mind.

Soon, the communicator on her body rang, and the woman smiled at him apologetically.

"See you next time."

The door was closed again with a click, and the room returned to silence.

Food resting on the table cools gradually until all heat is gone.

The little boy finally made a move. He stood up, walked to the table, and looked at the plate with a blank expression. There were cutlery, chopsticks, spoons and silver forks on it. He picked up the relatively sharp silver fork , to the door.

The door is locked.

But a few minutes later, the door was pried open.

The little boy casually threw away the twisted silver fork, opened the door, and walked out of the room.

In the next second, the shimmering light on the collar on his neck suddenly turned red. The dazzling red light made a beeping sound, indicating some kind of danger, and the blood on the little boy's face also It faded away quickly, as if something had ruthlessly invaded his body.

His body shook, staggered and almost fell to his knees.

Holding the collar tightly with his fingers, he clenched his teeth tightly, as usual, stubbornly refusing to make the slightest sound of pain, but the corners of his pale lips began to ooze bloodstains...

There are hurried footsteps coming this way, a signal has been received.

The little boy stood up against the wall, and quickly left in one direction.

The entire experimental building is under strict control. Even if the little boy clearly remembers all the routes in his mind and can perfectly avoid all monitoring, it is still difficult to escape from every dead corner of the card owner.

Until, a thin and cool voice sounded in the darkness.

"Let him go."

Those footsteps stopped, and the people in uniform black uniforms were silent for a moment, and finally obeyed the orders of their superiors, and disappeared into the darkness one after another, no longer chasing them.

However, soon, another voice with faint anger sounded.

"Axius, he's out of your control."

The young man who spoke first glanced at the man in white who hurried over, "Oh? But he is my nephew, where is my nephew going? As an uncle, you don't even have this right?"

With his hands in his pockets, he leaned leisurely against the wall of the corridor, his expression revealing a hint of inadvertent arrogance.

The man snorted coldly, "You have no right to intervene in this experiment."

He picked up the comm, ready to issue an order.

Lian Qingjian glanced at the communicator in his hand, and asked lightly, "Do you know where he wants to go?"

Without waiting for the man to answer, he continued talking on his own.

"He has nowhere to go."

The man frowned, "Since you know, you still let him go."

"I'm curious, what step can your most perfect work achieve."

Lian Qingjian looked at the direction where the little boy disappeared before, his dark eyes were filled with ambiguity, "It is impossible for him to forget the pain you gave him, every hour of every day, every minute, every second, non-stop struggle, waiting When he grows up, he will definitely take revenge on you and return all his pain to you."

"He will brutally kill you one by one."

He showed a half-smile.

"Aren't you afraid, the god of death is growing."

The man's movements paused. It's not impossible. What they are cultivating is not a harmless creature. "What do you want?"

Lian Qingjian turned his head, stared at the man, and said clearly, "Since the experiment has been successful, the dangerous experimental products should be given—"

"destroy."

Without even thinking about it, the man directly vetoed, "Impossible."

"There is another child, if you feel it is not easy to explain to the Jiang family."

The man directly interrupted him, "Axius, I know what you are worried about. You are worried that he will kill your mother and your sister in the future. But I also tell you clearly that it is impossible to destroy this experiment. The most valuable one so far, you can't understand the value of his existence."

"Unless you become the Master of EA and cancel this experiment, otherwise you will obediently watch from the sidelines."

He warned Lian Qingjian coldly, "Don't meddle too much in things you are not good at, respected artist."

The man walked away without hesitation.

"The relevant data records have already been sealed." Fu Xiao stood in front of Chi Yang, blocking his way, "With your current authority, you can't find anything at all."

Chi Yang looked over his shoulder and landed on the closed silver door behind him. Inside was the archive room. If you guessed right, all the experimental reports of EA will be kept in it.

"Since you know I can't find anything, why stop me?"

Fu Xiao stared at him thoughtfully, "Some things are better not known than known."

Chi Yang sneered, "Really."

He loathes that phrase now.

"Step aside."

"Chi Yang," Fu Xiao observed him, "You're not in the right mood."

It stands to reason that people who have been injected with 01 potion should no longer have great mood swings and no more emotions.Although the biggest effect of this medicine is not to limit people into a cold and heartless robot that doesn't understand any emotions, patients can still express their emotions at will, but there will be no more love and hate.

Calm down, drive your body.

Like a senior actor, just without the heart.

"It's none of your business that I'm not in the right mood," Chi Yang looked impatient, walked around him, walked to the door of the archives room, took out his card to swipe for verification, and the instrument just in front of the sensing area emitted a faint red light, ready to scan When he held the ID card in his hand, Chi Yang's brain suddenly felt a burst of neurotic pain. The pain was so severe that his face turned pale instantly, and his fingers holding the ID card twitched.

Fu Xiao, who had been paying attention to him all the time, suddenly changed his face, and came over to hold him down, "Calm down!"

"Don't think about anything, just empty your mind."

He took out a small bottle-shaped thing from his body, and was about to spray it on Chi Yang's face, but Chi Yang waved his hand violently, opened his hand violently, and the thing fell to the ground, making a crisp shattering sound There was a crackling sound, and the liquid inside flowed out.

Chi Yang barely stood with his back against the wall, with a pale face, suppressing his increasingly rapid panting, and looked coldly at the man in front of him.

"Stop trying to control me."

Fu Xiao was startled, this was the first time he saw Chi Yang showing such disgust and resistance, it seemed that his previous emotions were suppressed, and it was only at this moment that the mask was torn off.

He looked at the cold sweat overflowing from Chi Yang's forehead, and the veins on his neck were looming, "You need now..."

Chi Yang could not hear the rest of the words clearly, his ears were buzzing, countless noises filled his world, he couldn't hear anything clearly, the mirror image in front of him was blurred, and the colors were fading rapidly, leaving only black and white.He wanted to leave, to leave this annoying black and white world.

But when she turned around, she fell into an embrace full of refreshing breath.

Chi Yang can't remember what happened next.

When I woke up again, I heard someone talking faintly, the voice was not loud, and it came intermittently.

"...rejection...mental disturbance, loss of judgment...self-abuse and other harmful behavior..."

He opened his eyes, and he was in his room. The desk lamp beside him was on, and the warm light gently dispelled the darkness. The drowsy aroma was still floating in the air, and the lavender seemed to be added to it. Not a lot.

Chi Yang's eyes moved away and fell over there, where the decorative curtain made of thousand paper cranes was shaking gently with the wind blowing in from the window, reflecting the fine and bright light.

He stared a few times, the conversation outside stopped shortly, and someone walked in.

Jiang Yan, who was the first to come in, saw that he was awake, and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing Chi Yang staring in one direction, he glanced there, and there was a trace of ambiguity in his eyes, "Do you like it?"

"do not like."

Chi Yang looked away calmly, buried his head in the quilt, and his voice came out muffled, with a rare waywardness.

"Throw it away."

Jiang Yan was surprised for a moment, but laughed, "Okay, throw it away."

Without asking why, he stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt, "Don't bury your head in the quilt, you will be out of breath. How do you feel now?"

Chi Yang didn't look up, but was still buried inside.

"It's okay, you go out first."

Jiang Yan froze and frowned, "Why did you let me go out?"

His fingers holding the quilt slowly tightened, with a tone of discussion, "Chi Yang, if you don't come out again, I'm going to lift the quilt?"

At this moment, a hand grabbed his wrist from the side and stopped him.

Jiang Yan's expression suddenly turned cold, "Fu Xiao."

Fu Xiao blocked him and stopped his movements, "You know why he has a rejection reaction."

"If it wasn't for you, he wouldn't faint."

"The last person he wants to see right now is you."

"You go out first."

Jiang Yan's eyebrows darkened, "When will it be your turn to intervene in my affairs with him?"

He didn't know when a gun appeared in his hand, and the dark, cold muzzle was aimed at Fu Xiao, with an undisguised killing intent.

"Go away."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the tense situation made the expression of the doctor who came in behind change a bit, hesitating whether to go out to call for someone.

Facing the ready-to-fire gun in front of him, Fu Xiao reacted calmly, "Jiang Yan, are you afraid?"

He said with sarcasm in his tone, "It turns out that you are also afraid, but it's a pity."

"Even if you kill me, there is no antidote."

Jiang Yan frowned tightly, the air pressure in his body was extremely low, almost oppressing people to suffocation, his dark eyes gave people a cold and ruthless strange feeling, as if this was not a real person at all, and the person being watched was very easy to feel it from the bottom of his heart. An involuntary sense of panic and escape.

He lifted his thin lips, and his handsome eyebrows and eyes were tinged with violence, "Then I will kill one after another. EA is so big, someone will always come up with the antidote."

The voice was extraordinarily indifferent, cold as hell, he lightly raised his hand, pointing the muzzle of the gun at Fu Xiao's forehead, his fingers moved slightly, ready to pull the trigger.

"Jiang Yan."

The person on the bed suddenly called him.

The color of Jiang Yan's eyes changed imperceptibly, and when he turned his head, Chi Yang had lifted the quilt and sat up, looking up at him, his face was still a little pale, his chin was thin, showing a rare fragility.

"Are you going to kill someone?"

Jiang Yan put away his gun, walked over, bent down, and hugged him, "Why did you let me go out just now, because you didn't want to see me?"

His voice was aggrieved, low and deep, and the cold evil spirit around him suddenly disappeared, and the ruthless killer just now disappeared in an instant.

He hugged Chi Yang aggrievedly.

"You don't want me?"