After the old ancestor woke up, he became a knife

Chapter 93 Do You Think He Will Be a Research Subject?
Sheng Qing thoughtfully asked, "Boy, aren't you afraid that we will take you there for research?"

"Your BDA wouldn't do something like that."

Sheng Qing was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "You're right, our Border Control Bureau won't do such a thing."

Nan Xueran nodded at him, and followed them into the Research Institute of the Boundary Control Bureau. He was not qualified to enter such a heavy-level research institute, and he was lucky if he rounded it up.

The entire research institute had a rigorous atmosphere. Bei Xiu was sitting on the sofa in the next room, caressing the lines on the handle of the knife absently with his slender and well-articulated fingers, and looked up through the glass made of transparent material to look outside.

Ao Xiangwan's ears were red when he touched him.

Can this person stop touching her?

Ao Xiangwan wanted to block his senses, but remembered that if he blocked his senses, he would not be able to know what was going on outside, so he had to endure the cold touch of the other party and focus on the outside.

"Nan Xueran? A student from Nanyang Academy, right?" The middle-aged man who was walking towards him looked at the information in his hand, "Please don't tell anyone about this...How did Student Nan get this injury on his face?"

Jie Fang raised his eyes and saw the bruise on the boy's face in front of him. He was startled, and frowning, he glanced at the other people who brought the boy over. His eyes were obviously misunderstood.

The dozen or so people who followed him successively also suspected that this matter had something to do with Sheng Qing, and a dozen pairs of eyes stared at him, so scared that Sheng Qing quickly explained:
"I don't know anything. He was already like this when I came here. Do you think I'm the kind of person who would bully a child?!"

"I made it in the academy." Nan Xueran looked apologetic, "You guys misunderstood."

Sheng Qing frowned suspiciously, isn't this school supposedly prohibiting fighting among students?How did this boy get injured?

"It's fine if it's not them."

The middle-aged man looked away from Sheng Qing, put the documents in his hand aside, and asked seriously, "I want to know how much you remember about your childhood memories, you don't have to be afraid, we just want to talk to you Learn something."

In the room, Bei Xiu looked down at the knife and asked, "Do you think he will be a research subject?"

Ao Xiangwan's eyelids twitched in the knife, staring at the man's dark pupils hanging down to look at her. Does he know his existence?
But in the next second, the man sighed almost inaudibly, and he pulled the corner of his lips and said, "Forget it, it's useless to tell you anyway, and you can't speak, it's a pity."

Ao Xiangwan didn't know whether she was relieved or felt that something was wrong. She was sitting in the knife, frowning.

The research body... what is it?
I learned from Nan Xueran that he basically doesn't have much impression of his childhood memories, and he hasn't made much progress. It seems that he can only confirm some things by examining his body, but this process is very important to him. It was too much torment for Nan Xueran.

The middle-aged man took out the gloves from his pocket, looked at him and asked, "Don't you wonder why we did this?"

"Is it because of my physique?" Nan Xueran said to herself, "I'm used to it. I remember that when I was young, many people came to check my body and said that I was a genius with extraordinary talent. But it’s hard for me to improve my cultivation until now, and sometimes I wonder if my physique is holding me back and preventing me from cultivating like ordinary people.”

(End of this chapter)