Pendant with you, act like a spoiled child

Fu Yu also knew that You Ji got up from the floor, but he didn't open his eyes.

In the dream, it is impossible to test whether the child can see the spirit body, so Fu Yuhuan and Youji did not return to the juvenile detention center after chasing the giant dog out.

After returning to the Volunteer Army base, Fu Yu continued training, washing, and going to bed as usual, but he didn't say a word the whole time.

It is also rare for You Ji to be quiet all night, trying to minimize his sense of existence, paying back without disturbing him at all.

"Is something wrong?"

Youji's mental tentacles have been tentatively climbing onto Fu Yuhuan's right wrist from the very beginning, and now they have wrapped around his arm forty or fifty times, all the way from the wrist to the shoulder, and Fu Yu had to open his eyes to ask .

"Fushen, are you still thinking about the spiritual body?"

Youji lay obediently on the side of the bed, blinked at Fu Yuhan, a strange flash of light flashed in Fu Yuhan's heart, he shook his head and said: "You sleep with you, don't worry about me."

"I compared the information on the star network based on the dog's appearance and characteristics. The dog should be called 'Ghost Mastiff'. It is a subspecies of Tibetan Mastiff and has a ferocious nature."

Youji thought for a while, and said: "I repeatedly recalled what I saw in your memory image, the female staff member who saved you later did not respond to the ghost mastiff, probably because she couldn't see it at all. "

This proves that this ghost mastiff is indeed very likely to be a creature formed by the materialization of the spiritual body of an S-level or above supernatural being.

"But just because the other party has a materialized spiritual body, I really can't directly convict and sentence Uncle Fu to death!"

"Didn't Fu Shen say that District Chief Chen only had a C-level before? She might be A-level or even S-level with a high probability now, so why can't others be promoted to S-level?"

Youji put his hands together and held Fu Yuhui's hand, and said with certainty: "The spiritual experience completely reflects the master's original will. I don't believe that my uncle's spiritual experience killed my wife!"

"My father, he—" Fu Yu was silent for a while, and said with difficulty: "He doesn't love my mother, and the person he likes has always been in the radiation zone."

Fu Yu had rarely seen his father since he was born.

Fu Yu always used the excuse that the laboratory was busy and urgent, so he seldom went home once a year.

Fu Yuhuan's mother used to be the daughter of a high-ranking official of the Alliance Government, and Fu Yu would marry her completely in obedience to the orders of his superiors, and he had no choice but to do so.

He doesn't love the mother who gave back, and probably doesn't like to see his son either.His mother only smiled happily at the end of the year, because at that time Fu Yu would be forced to take a holiday and had to go home.

Dad would not hold his mother, nor did he give it back.

Fu Yu used to long for his father to come home and his love just like his mother, until one day, he heard his mother hysterically threaten the communicator.

"Fu Yu, if you dare to go back to see her, I will destroy your laboratory and everything you have worked so hard to do."

After returning home from school, Fu Yu was still standing at the door, watching his mother go mad, her eyes were bloodshot and smashed the contactor to pieces.

But what's the use?

Fu Yu has never returned home since then, he still went to the radiation zone, entered the no man's land laboratory, and never came back.

Fu Yu's mother didn't believe that something happened to him, how could an S-level power user be so easy to have an accident?Fu Yu has lived in the radiation area for decades, why did he go back and see "her" and get no news?

Since the Alliance is unwilling to send someone to look for Fu Yu, she will capture Fu Yu herself. She has never had Fu Yu's heart, so she must never lose the person who paid him.

Fu Yu still thought, it would be great if Dad could come back.

"No." After hearing what Fu Yu said, You Ji still shook his head firmly.

The right hand paid back is different from the prosthesis of the left hand. It is always warm on weekdays, but now it is as cold as ice. After you rubbed it and found little effect, he led his right hand to stick to his neck.

"No, a tiger's poison doesn't eat its offspring. Even if your father doesn't love your mother, he will never allow the spirit to hurt you!"

Youji's neck was slender and hot, Fu Yuhuan suddenly touched this warmth, his palm trembled unconsciously, he tried hard to pull out his palm but was pressed even tighter by Youji's dissatisfaction.

"Fu Shen's hands are so cold. My mother is also born with a cold body. In winter, her hands and feet are cold."

Youji curled his lips: "When I was young, my father wouldn't let me sleep with my mother, saying that boys should be independent, and they would only let me into their room in winter. To put it bluntly, it was a bed warmer for nothing."

I felt a little miserable and inexplicably funny when I said it, Youji blinked and boasted: "My brand bed warmer, anyone can use it! Fushen, do you want to try it for free?"

"Need not."

Fu Yu refused without even thinking about it, his tone was as stiff as anger, but the inadvertently trembling ending revealed a trace of imperceptible helplessness.

His hands are full of hard calluses, but the touch under the palm is so soft.

Fu Yu was suddenly worried, would his palm scratch such a fragile neck?

You Ji didn't know anything about Fu Yu's mind-wandering, and he didn't care if his casual joke was rejected, and he continued to rack his brains for Fu Yu's absolution.

"Fu Shen's mother is so obsessed with your father, it must be because your father has something worthy of her liking. Anyway, I don't believe that my aunt will spend her whole life waiting for a devil to come home!"

You Ji wrinkled his nose, winked and said, "The murderer is not so much your father, but Wang Shan's father! At least Wang—"

"and many more!"

Halfway through Youji's words, his face tightened, his eyes seemed to be searching for something in the void, and he said excitedly after a while: "That person, the person in Fushen's memory image, doesn't he look very similar to Wang Shan?" !"

"He is probably Wang Shan's father!"

Youji's eyes were strangely unfocused but bright and firm: "Wang Shan has also awakened his ability, and it is A-level. If he is the first-generation ability user awakened by himself, wouldn't this initial level be a bit too high?"

"But what if he is a descendant of the first-generation ability user? What if his father is S-level? Isn't it logical for him to awaken the A-level ability?"

The more You Ji talked, the more he felt that it made sense, his eyes sparklingly "looked" at Fu Yu Huan, and he said happily: "Fu Shen, do you think so? Wang Shan's father is even more suspicious!"

Youji's analysis does make some sense at first glance, but Fu Yuhuan has no time to study it carefully at the moment. He looks into Youji's eyes, frowns and asks: "You, what's wrong with your eyes?"

"what--"

You Ji was taken aback for a moment, his two brown eyes that were as bright as glass balls blinked more frequently, and then he bulged his cheeks with some helplessness: "I was discovered, I seem to be blind again, pay attention."

You Ji didn't panic when he realized that he couldn't see again, he was just slightly puzzled.

He suddenly lost his voice in the cafeteria in the evening. According to the time, it should be the "sequel" of another tube of blood drawn for Dr. Xu in the afternoon.

So how could there be new "sequelae" again in the middle of the night?

He didn't get hurt and bleed again that night!

Fu Yu also got up and checked Youji's body in detail, and indeed found no abnormal trauma, and during the night, the only abnormal thing was that they went to the juvenile detention center and met a high-level supernatural person who didn't show up.

"Will it have something to do with that supernatural person?" You Ji tilted his head, wondering: "One of my spiritual tentacles was bitten off by his spiritual body. Could there be side effects?"

"Your mental tentacles are broken?" Fu Yu paused, and immediately asked, "When?"

"Fu Shen chased him out of the juvenile prison."

"I only knew that someone came in because the mental tentacles were broken." You Ji said: "Didn't Fu Shen hear me say that someone chased him out?"

Fu Yuhuan shook his head and denied, "His spiritual body stepped into my space barrier, so I chased him out."

"And your spiritual tentacles are only distributed in the dormitory area, but that person hasn't even had time to enter the juvenile detention center."

"?"

You Ji blinked his eyes, which could only be used for display at the moment, and said blankly: "What do you mean? Then who bit off my spiritual tentacles?"

"There is only one possibility—" Fu Yuhuan's voice was extremely cold: "There are other supernatural beings in the dormitory."

"A supernatural being who can see your mental tentacles."

To be able to see Youji's spiritual tentacles, the level must be at least the same as Youji's, and this supernatural person is hiding in the dormitory area, and even Fu Yu, who is a space system supernatural person, can hide the truth.

I'm afraid the level is much higher than them.

Fu Yu was still being forced by You Ji to press the wrist on the neck, and the pulsation was obvious, and the rapid beating of drum after drum made You Ji a little surprised.

What is Fu Shen nervous about?

This is... the heart rate?

"There are other hidden abilities, and then?"

You Ji couldn't see the serious look on Fu Yu's face at this moment, Fu Yu didn't answer him immediately, and only asked him to explain the whole process to himself in detail after the silence.

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome, Fu Shen can watch it by himself."

Youji let go of the hand that was holding the payment and snapped his fingers: "My memory image can be transmitted through the mental tentacles, let's 'see' together?"

Although Youji's eyes can't function normally at present, he is an S+ level psychic power user. If he really wants to perceive the world, the physical senses are not important to him at all. He only needs to use a mental antenna to grasp the outside world. all information.

A certain person has only been a "normal person" for 18 years and is used to hearing and seeing with his ears, so he rarely releases his mental tentacles to act as "external connectors".

The tentacles that were originally wrapped around Fu Yuhuan's arm moved, and the next second Fu Yuhuan and Youji had already "returned" to the dormitory of the juvenile prison.

"This is a memory illusion, I pressed pause, we can find out where this guy is hiding!"

At this time, Youji still doesn't know what Fu Yuhuan is worried about?

Fu Yuhuan's expressionless face covered in ice and snow all the year round, rarely frowned and pursed his lips in silence.

He is not afraid of an unknown high-level ability user.

What he is afraid of is that the mystery of blood that Youji has not solved will be heard by interested people, leaving hidden dangers.

Fu Yu also acted separately from You Ji, checking every corner for any abnormalities, but suddenly heard You Ji swear.

Fu Yu suddenly looked back.

I saw You Ji leaning against the railing on a bed next to the wall, wishing he could jump on the bed.

And Youji, who turned his back to pay back, stared at the sleeping child with his eyes closed on the bed, his raised eyebrows twitched slightly, and his mouth couldn't help opening into a round "O" shape.

"Yan Youjue's fucking illegitimate child is so old?!"

The author has something to say:

I found that as soon as I wrote an emotional drama, my reading plummeted... Emotional suffering left me with sad tears QAQ.

But I just want to write sweet love, why did it end up here, woo woo woo

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The next chapter should be able to collect all the threads buried in Yan's body before. If you are interested, you can guess what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd.