I'm not the villain's white moonlight stand-in

Chapter 232 Experiment No. 23

"I found other people, but they died. The way of death was a bit bizarre. I asked someone to bring the body back and check it myself."

After Fu Jing dealt with this matter, she went back to Yugui Garden to get something, and planned to go to Qinghe Courtyard to find Su Si, but she didn't expect to meet that scene in the elevator.

He saw the red handprint on Su Si's neck, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Su Si felt some pain in her neck, but she didn't care. She cared more about what Fu Jing said, "Which experimental subject? I want to see it too."

"I'll take you there later."

Fu Jing went to get the medicine box, then lowered her head and kissed her slender neck, the red pinch marks also had the purple hickey marks he left last night, Su Si's neck was horrible to look at.

She couldn't help hiding, her brows frowned slightly, "It hurts"

Fu Jing didn't bother her anymore, carefully applied the ointment on her, and then gently wrapped it with gauze.

Qing Jue's delicate face was a little pale, coupled with the gauze-wrapped neck, there was a more fragile and broken beauty.

Fu Jing's eyes darkened, "Why didn't you rest in another courtyard?"

"I came back with some things and want to go to the research institute."

"You still want to go to work today?"

Fu Jing frowned in displeasure, and when she thought of her running around and being entangled by Feng Che, she leaned forward with a bit of anger, "Su Si, do you want me to make you weak to walk so that you can walk?" have a good rest?"

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She was a little speechless, just looking at him with cold and clear eyes.

The tip of Fu Jing's tongue couldn't help touching the back of the tooth socket, and cursed in his heart, he felt as if he had seen a ghost when he saw Su Si, even if he looked at him expressionlessly like this, he would react!

However, Fu Jing loves her indifferent nature very much, and likes that indifference and coldness broken and messed up by him, and finally lost in his arms forever.

Seeing Su Si's neck wrapped in gauze, he couldn't help but took a deep breath, and decided to spare her, ordering, "Kiss me, and I will forgive you for running around."

"." Childish ghost!

She complained in her heart, but Su Si still leaned forward and kissed him.

If he didn't make progress, he wouldn't be Fu Jing. He dragged the back of Su Si's head, and naturally kissed her back fiercely. He even said that it was a courtesy, if you kissed me, I should kiss you.

At this time, Su Si thought, she really loved him a little bit.

It's not like, it's love.

She couldn't accept being intimate with anyone but him.

The rejection that surged from the bottom of my heart was like instinct.

They are all experimental subjects brought out by her, with pros and cons, and differences, but he will always be the most special one.
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"This is the autopsy report."

Fu Jing handed her the document, and there was a charred black corpse in front of her.

After reading the autopsy report, Su Si stared at the corpse for a while, and asked him, "I saw the news about someone spontaneously combusting on the street before on a video site, is it him?"

"Yes, it is number 23."

This number is No. 23, but according to what Fu Jing told Su Si, his ability is not the part that Su Si modified for him, but the power to control fire.

This is somewhat similar to the abilities in many movies, but it is indeed the research that the Ymir Institute has been conducting.

They hope that human beings can have the power to call wind and rain and destroy heaven and earth just like in the movie.

There are many who are against it, but there are also many who are implicitly in favor, because no one resists power.

When Su Si was still at the Ymir Research Institute, No. [-] was the limit of research progress at that time, possessing speed, strength and wound healing ability dozens of times higher than normal people.

If his pain perception ability was removed, it would be a perfectly emotionless killer.

While Su Si has been away for three years, Ymir's research has not stopped, and earth-shaking changes have taken place.

What she didn't know was that after her death in her previous life, a large number of supernatural beings emerged at home and abroad, changing the world pattern in just a few months, and reshuffled the international forces.

"Can you transport this corpse to the YZ Research Institute, I want to re-do the autopsy."

Hearing Su Si's words, Fu Jing was silent for a while.

"Then how do you want to explain it to Ding Zezhou?"

"There is no need to explain, you need to keep up with the pace. Some things don't do it, but it doesn't mean they are willing to lag behind others."

Although the video of spontaneous combustion on the street was quickly withdrawn from the entire Internet, many people still saw it and caused widespread discussion. The government must have paid attention to this matter.

Because of Lu Zongyuan's status, Su Si didn't want to hide it, and she never found a chance to tell Lu Zongyuan what Ding Yan did abroad, so it's time to talk about it.

"Shall we help?" Fu Jing asked her in a daze.

When he used the word "we", it meant that he and Su Si were one, and Su Si's position was his position.

Su Si's hand holding the autopsy report tightened slightly, and said to him, "Fu Jing, the Lu family is my home. And my father is not an ordinary person."

"I see."

Yimir only has cold experimental instruments and endless experiments, which should not be Su Si's home.

Although Lu Zongyuan didn't want to see Fu Jing, Fu Jing knew that he was a good father.

Su Si asked Fu Jing's people to transport No. 23 back to the research institute for a new autopsy, and asked Lu Zongyuan to come to the research institute by the way, wanting to chat with him about Ding Yan.

After Fu Jing sent Su Si to the research institute, she went back first.

He said he wanted to deal with Wen Si's entertainment, but in fact, he had someone find Feng Che's residence in the imperial capital.

This guy hurt Su Si, how could he be spared so easily.

Feng Che fell from the 14th floor. Although he was not injured, he was beaten by Fu Jing before and broke two ribs, and there are still many bruises on his face.

He just found a clinic to buy some medicine, and then went back to his residence. After all, the self-healing ability of the experimental subject is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Moreover, his physical condition is different from that of ordinary people, and he dare not let the doctors in the hospital find out.

Feng Che took a shower, sat on the bed and prepared to change the gauze.

Footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, which seemed particularly strange in the silent night.

Out of awareness of danger, Feng Che put on his clothes and walked to the window.

Just when he was about to jump out of the window to leave, the door of the room was knocked down, and he instantly met a pair of cold and cruel eyes.

The man at the door was wearing a decent and elegant silver-gray suit. He was handsome and dignified. He unbuttoned the cuff buttons of his suit while walking. The sound of his footsteps was like the melody played by the god of death, stepping on the tip of Feng Che's heart.

Memories from many years ago flooded into his mind, Feng Che turned pale, and quickly jumped out of the window.

A heavy shadow instantly fell in front of his eyes, and his neck was clasped with cold, white and slender hands.

Fu Jing, who was still in the house, appeared in front of his eyes in an instant, and Feng Che let out a low cry in fright.

(End of this chapter)