Professor, you got it wrong

Jian Bailian teased Shang Luyan for more than an hour while avoiding the question.

The Fit Paradox was pushed against the bed and dropped on the dark gray rug.

Shang Luyan was forced to do a morning exercise, and after taking a shower, he felt too tired to walk.

"Professor, my legs are weak."

Jian Bailian had already gone to the downstairs bathroom to wash up, Wen Yan stretched out her arms to pick him up, and put the book in the drawer as she walked out.

Shang Luyan was not taken there, hugged his neck and pulled his ears, "You should burn the book, it's dangerous."

The Samoyed is already hungry and is eating dog food standing in front of the automatic feeder.

Seeing the master and his new pet coming downstairs, he wagged his tail meaningfully to welcome him.

Jian Bailian went to the kitchen to get a can of dog food for stomach adjustment, opened it and put it at Samoyed's feet, then sat on the sofa with Shang Luyan in her arms, and answered his question, "I got the book from my dad."

Shang Luyan's knees were spread apart against the edge of the sofa, and he sat firmly on Jian Bailian's lap. Hearing this, his eyes widened, and his expression management was a little out of control, "Your dad?! He won't be the same..."

"S%2BS organization" was still spinning on the tip of his tongue, Jian Bailian pinched his face, "No, but some of Mo Baier's conjectures are indeed reasonable."

"As far as the matching degree paradox he proposed," Jian Bailian reached into Shang Luyan's clothes and rubbed the sore muscles on his lower back, "Zhuzhuo, what kind of matching degree theory do you think? ?”

Although Shang Luyan received a partial beta education, he still had some common sense knowledge.

Changing a comfortable position and nestling in Jian Bailian's arms, he muttered: "What kind of thing can there be? Isn't it the pheromone fit, just like primitive animals, if you see the right eye, the matching degree will be high."

Jian Bailian asked again: "Then what do you know about matching marriage theory?"

This is more understandable, Shang Luyan curled his lips, "It means that whoever has a high degree of matching with whom has to get married."

What he said was some very superficial common sense.

Jian Bailian held his narrow waist and guided him carefully: "Our pheromone match is 99%, because I gave you a differentiation mark."

"If there is a situation now, I have not marked you, we are 11 years apart, you must be full to get a gender bracelet, and to enter the pheromone into the database."

"Then during your adulthood, if the database matches me with an omega with a matching degree of more than 95%, according to the marriage theory of matching degree, I need to register with this omega."

"Clumsy, have you thought about this?"

When Jian Bailian said this, Shang Luyan's heart skipped a beat.

But when I fell back, I thought of the prerequisite for this assumption, "No, the matching degree is to predict the highest value of the matching degree before the instruction will be transmitted."

"The situation you mentioned cannot exist."

Shang Luyan's thinking mode is exactly the same as Xia Jianchong's, both have [-]% trust in the database matching AO pheromone, and they are convinced.

In order to break the blind spot of this little confused guy, Jian Bailian had no choice but to continue in-depth guidance, "Do you still remember Chen Mo?"

Shang Luyan nodded.

"Chen Mo and his alpha husband have a 97% match, so they were forced to register."

"But in those five years of life, Chen Mo just felt that it was hell. He and his alpha husband did not have love, which violated the theory of extended development of matching love."

"Secondly, in the second year after Chen Mo disappeared, his alpha husband filed for divorce."

"Then, the country matched him with an omega with a matching rate of 97.5%, and this omega is a manic patient."

"From the perspective of genetics, it is not suitable for both parents to have a history of genetic mental illness to conceive offspring, but the degree of matching has surpassed this common sense thinking."

"The core of the matching degree marriage theory is to breed high-quality offspring, but if there are congenital defects, how can they be regarded as good genes?"

Shang Luyan felt as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff, surrounded by fire behind him. Like most people, he felt that the only way to survive was to jump into the lake at the bottom of the cliff.

But Jian Bailian built a road for him on the cliff, telling him that as long as he walked over, the fire behind him would not be able to pass, and he still had a second way to survive.

Shang Luyan pondered for a moment, then asked uncertainly: "You mean, it's wrong to choose a partner based on the degree of matching?"

Don't those couples who are more affectionate due to the influence of matching degree become a joke?

Jian Bailian saw his depression and contradictions, cupped his face and gently bit his lips, "It's not a mistake, but this should not be taken as the only standard."

Shang Luyan blinked half-understanding, and suddenly felt the arms holding him tighten.

His upper body and Jian Bailian were tightly pressed together, not even the air could pass through.

Jian Bailian's kiss fell on his neck, and her breathing gradually became hot and short.

"Clumsy, I've thought about it a lot in the past six years. As long as I think that you are more compatible with other alphas, I can't wait to kill that alpha."

"Because he hasn't given you tuition, and he hasn't agreed with you to raise a puppy, and he hasn't kissed you in the summer sun."

"But just because I have a higher degree of matching with you than me, I can have you. I would rather let you die with me than hand you over to that kind of alpha."

After learning what Su Ziyu had done to Shang Luyan, Jian Bailian actually had an emotional resonance.

In his opinion, there is actually no difference between himself and Su Ziyu.

In essence, they all want Shang Luyan.

But the only difference is that Shang Luyan also chose him.

This is the difference between love and unrequited love.

Shang Luyan didn't realize some problems, but Jian Bailian was very aware of them.

Sixteen or seventeen-year-olds are ignorant, but 27-year-old adults understand everything.

He understands the meaning of differentiation marks better than anyone else, he is actually very despicable, he is willing to take his life, and also to be the alpha with the highest degree of matching with Shang Luyan.

He wants Shang Luyan to have no way out, and it belongs to him completely.

Shang Luyan understood, and after empathizing, he rubbed Jian Bailian's cheek like a puppy, "I also think the matching is not good."

"A number cannot represent all my love for you."

"Even if the matching degree is 0, I still like you."

Existence is reasonable.

After jumping out of the fixed thinking, Shang Luyan suddenly understood Jian Bailian's meaning, "Then Mo Baier's matching degree paradox is also against this?"

"You and your dad both read that book to agree with the philosophy of the S%2BS organization?"

Jian Bailian took a deep breath, retracted the arms around Shang Luyan's waist, pressed his palms on the thin abdominal muscles in front of him, and said, "The S%2BS organization is just a poor follower."

"They originated from Moby's theory, but they completely deviated from his meaning."

"Using living people to conduct experiments, causing social panic and harming innocent lives, is clumsy, and they are simply wrong."

Shang Luyan hadn't finished digesting the meaning when he heard the phone ring.

Hooking Jian Bailian's neck, he turned sideways to get his cell phone from the coffee table, and Shang Luyan turned on the speakerphone.

The call was from Xing Su.

"Shang Luyan, are you free now? Pick up Miss Lu and come to the police station."

After a pause, Xing Su said: "Come to claim Su Ziyu's body, and by the way, I'll show you something."

There are dead bodies.

That means that Su Ziyu was really killed.

Shang Luyan's mood became very heavy all of a sudden, he held up his mobile phone silently, and it took nearly 20 seconds before he replied: "Okay."

Xing Su's trip to Y City has yielded a lot.

Not only was a body burned beyond recognition in No. 12 of Jiuxing Road, but also some photos and videos were found in Su Ziyu's old house.

Since the corpse was burned in a large area, it was no longer possible to rely on the appearance or the birthmark on the skin to identify the identity, so the police sent people to Su Ziyu's residence and company in S City to extract DNA for comparison.

While waiting for the results of the comparison, Xing Su brought Shang Luyan and Jian Bailian to a room.

There is only a table and a few stools inside, and a projection cloth on the wall.

"We found some well-preserved photos and videos on the wall in the utility room of Su Ziyu's hometown."

The photos are spread out on the table.

Shang Luyan picked up a few photos at random, and found that they were some photos of his life from childhood to adulthood.

Participated in running in the elementary school sports meeting, writing questions in the interest class of junior high school, playing basketball in the freshman year of high school, walking, sitting, standing, or in a daze, occasionally laughing, there are all kinds of people.

Xing Su said: "I counted for you, there are 120 seven."

Shang Luyan pursed his lips, not feeling happy or moved, but feeling inexplicably tired.

A picture appeared on the projection cloth on the wall, and there were several videos.

In the third year of junior high school, Shang Lixia celebrated his birthday, holding a silly SpongeBob SquarePants cake and singing birthday song to him.

At that time, Su Ziyu took his mobile phone and recorded a video for him.

Then he and Su Ziyu sat at the front and back tables in the first year of high school, and he kept writing questions between classes.

Su Ziyu took a mobile phone to take pictures of his back, and asked him, "A Yan, what kind of girl do you like?"

Shang Luyan replied: "Skin white and beautiful, big breasts and thin waist, you can call me crisp."

Su Ziyu asked again: "Where's the boy?"

Shang Luyan's back seemed to be stiff, and then he quickly replied: "I don't like men, I like women."

Su Ziyu smiled, and said in a low voice: "Stop making trouble, yesterday you rejected Class Two, saying you like men, I heard you."

"And look at calcium tablets..."

Shang Luyan became angry, "Fuck, why do you know everything!"

Su Ziyu smiled and said, "Then you should answer seriously."

In the end, Shang Luyan had no choice but to say honestly: "Long-legged, smart, and good-looking."

The video ends.

The remaining two videos are similar, both of which are Su Ziyu talking to him.

One asked him where he wanted to take the test, and the other told him that he was going to study abroad.

Memories flooded in, and Shang Luyan filtered all the details, like an ant picking up a wool end, and said suddenly: "Did you see Grandma Su when you went to the old house?"

Su Ziyu's only relative is Grandma Su.

When Su Ziyu went abroad to study, the old lady followed him.

Shang Luyan was busy with the competition class at that time, and didn't have the energy to wonder why Su Ziyu had the money to study abroad, and whether Grandma Su could communicate with her when she went abroad.

Xing Su shook his head, "There is no one in the old house. As for the grandma Su you mentioned, we found out that she entrusted her to a distant relative to take care of her six years ago, before Su Ziyu went to country M."

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