Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Africa.

Sheng Mian had been paying attention to the news on the domestic Internet and made sure that Wen Qing had been scolded to death, so she felt a little more comfortable.

She didn't call Zhuang Wan, because she probably wanted to apologize or something.

No one should disturb Zhuang Wan now. Let her be quiet for a while and have a good rest.

Sheng Mian rubbed her sore eyes and put down the computer. The woman beside her reminded her.

“When you’re pregnant, stop looking at these electronic products.”

Sheng Mian went to the bathroom to wash her face. When she came out, her eyes were still red.

There was no news from Fu Yancheng. She hadn't had much rest this week and was often awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night.

Now that she had dealt with domestic public opinion, she just felt tired.

After waiting for another day, there was still no news from Fu Yancheng, and Sheng Mian couldn't wait any longer.

She first called Sang Qi and wanted to ask Sang Qi if he had any clues.

"No, Mianmian, don't worry. The structure inside the research base is very complex, and they may not be able to contact us for the time being."

"What's going on on Shutter Island?"

Is Zhongxia still unwilling to communicate with anyone?

Speaking of Shutter Island, the smile on Sang Qi's face decreased a lot.

"It's still the same. She screams whenever I touch her and can't communicate. The engineering department is also speeding up the process, but the basement is so cleverly designed that it won't be finished in a few months."

Sheng Mian's mood became even heavier, so she had to purse her lips and hang up the phone.

Even if she was worried about Fu Yancheng, she could only wait in the hotel.

The research base on the other side.

Fu Yancheng spent a few more days and basically figured out the route here, but he still couldn't find the location of Sang Tingyu, but he exchanged a lot of information with Yue Zhan.

It was already evening, and he brought another batch of drugs near test box No. 8.

The researchers here have not rested for several days. When they saw him, they no longer had the energy to say hello.

The boy in Test Box No. 8 went crazy last night. The senior management originally wanted to get him out, so he just treated him like a plaything and showed it to them.

But in front of everyone, the boy tore two people with his hands, was given an emergency injection of drugs, and was sent back to the test chamber.

Now there are blood stains on the young man's fingernails, which looks very strange.

Every time Fu Yancheng delivered medicine, he would catch his eyes.

In the past few nights, he had gone to the connection port of the test box where the boy was, and every time the two of them would look at each other for a while.It was clear to him that the teenager knew it was him, but didn't seem to tell anyone.

Speaking of which, can this young man speak?During the time I came here, I didn’t seem to hear the boy speak.

All he could make were roars and roars.

After Fu Yancheng delivered the medicine, he returned to Dr. Sarah's core research room.

Sarah has always been obsessed with research and rarely takes the initiative to chat with him. Whenever she opens her mouth, she will mostly introduce the effects of drugs to him.

In the evening, he would go to the No. 8 test box to deliver medicine. Fu Yancheng had already thought about it. He must create a wave of chaos tonight and explore the area where the high-level officials were as soon as possible.

He stood in front of the test table and handed the reagent to the doctor in a decent manner, but this time the doctor did not take it, but frowned.

Fu Yancheng noticed that one of her hands was shaking.

She turned on an instrument next to her, and the instrument instantly projected a small screen. Several people's faces appeared on the screen, each wearing a mask.

Only one person was not wearing one, the man in uniform who appeared in the lobby that day.

The man in uniform crossed his legs, held his chin with one hand, and curled up the corners of his mouth, arguing with someone.

The person sitting in the most important seat suddenly asked.

"Dr. Sarah, what do you think? After all, you made this murder weapon."

It turned out that the top management was having a meeting about the whereabouts of the murder weapon.

Everyone has seen the ferocity of the killing weapon. Now several presidents want it, but there is only one killing weapon.

There are only seven core and high-level people in total, all sitting inside.

The doctor lowered his eyelashes and looked at the only person inside who showed his face.

Her face was projected on the screen in the center of the conference room, with the research room behind her.

"Since everyone wants it, then don't give it to anyone and let him stay in the test box for a few more days. I heard that there are only a few days left for the president to be elected?"

There are twenty presidents in total. Although they may seem like many, they are still considered high-ranking officials.

Because the pills from the research base affect the whole world, the privileges of the twenty presidents are also very great.

The only man who showed his face raised his eyebrows and curved the corners of his mouth.

"Yes, there are only a few days left, and some of them are going to abdicate this time."

If someone abdicates, that means someone will take over.

She voted down Bo's promotion last time. I don't know who the higher-ups are considering this time. (End of chapter)