Wen Shutong took a deep breath, then turned his head and said, "I've done what I should do now. It's your turn."

Death smiled: "don't worry, the things that should be signed haven't been signed yet. It's too early to say these."

"When will you wait? He confirms his death, and then I sign a will? The cauliflower will be cold by then." Wen Shutong frowned.

"What are you afraid of? We have a long way to go." Death smiled. "And you don't have to take responsibility for it. All of them will know that I sent someone to move your hand. You're clean in it. You just need to wait quietly for the handover of the inheritance."

He said it lightly, but Wen Shutong's hand hanging on one side tightened slightly: "but I don't want to wait any longer now, because I want to know my life experience so much that I have paid a lot of price for it. I want to know the answer."

"If it were you, wouldn't you be curious about such great changes in physiology and psychology?"

Death mused for a moment, then made a gesture to his men to take Huo Yanlin away.

"Well, I'll find someone to take him away. Do you mind?"

Wen Shutong didn't even look at the pool of blood on the ground. He looked calm and said, "what do I mind? I killed all the people. I don't have a fetish for corpses. What do you want you to leave this thing for?"

"Refreshing, you are really more and more to my appetite. Why do I like you so much now." Death smiled and said, "come with me and I'll show you what you want to know."

As he walked upstairs, he took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket. "Can you help me put on my gloves?"

The disdainful look on Wen Shutong's face did not hide: "No."

He raised his eyebrows, and death didn't seem to care at all: "you're really interesting."

He put on his white gloves with his mouth and said vaguely, "there are some materials that must be kept strictly, so I have to take this thing to touch it. It's in the room at the end of the corridor."

Wen Shutong was calm on the surface, but he sneered in his heart.

He had suffered a loss last time. This time, he must put the important things in the room strictly.

Followed him all the way to the room at the end of the corridor, and death pushed the door open.

Before he occupied it, it should be just an ordinary room, because the interior decoration has not changed.

But the only difference is that the temperature inside is very low, about seven or eight degrees lower than other rooms. As soon as you go in, you can feel a cool wind.

The room used to be a study. He clicked on the bookshelf and a small box popped out.

It was an encrypted box, and the encryption method was very complex, even using a gene lock.

"You should be here today? How did you design the room like this?" Wen Shutong almost had some incredible openings.

"Who told you that I only came here today? I have mastered the time when they come here. When they are away, this place has already become my territory."

Death smiled confidently, "otherwise, how could Huo Yanlin fall into my trap as soon as he stepped in. I'm afraid he thinks the same as you and doesn't believe that someone can do something here."

"Where's your leg? When did it get better? Or did you not get sick at all?" Wen Shutong continued to speak.

Death turned his head and smiled: "I've been waiting for a long time. I thought you weren't going to ask."

"I was lucky. When I went out, I met a good man. He installed something on my leg and used it well."

Another sneer came from Wen Shutong's heart. I'm afraid he's a good man who helps the tyranny.

But on the surface, she was still calm and said calmly: "you have so sophisticated technology in your hand that you can't fix your legs. Just meeting a kind person can help you solve it. Did you meet the immortal who just came down to earth?"

"Do you know why I always tried to get close to you before I arrived? It's one thing to inquire about and provoke the relationship between you and Huo Yanlin, on the other hand, it's because I really like listening to you."

The God of death looked at her with appreciation. "It's so interesting and lovely. It's a pity that Huo Yanlin sees you too closely. I never have a chance to get close."

"Now that others have been solved, isn't this a chance?" Wen Shutong smiled and said, "is that thing in your hand still open?"

"Open." Death pressed it a few times, and then a beam of light flashed. It seemed to scan his body several times, and then the box of bullets opened.

Wen Shutong thought there would be some sealed documents in it. At worst, it should be an identification certificate.

Then she took this thing and could trace the source to find out where she came from.

There was a syringe lying quietly, and there was still red and black liquid left in it.

The God of death, wearing gloves, carefully picked up the thing, held it against the light and whispered, "do you know what it is?"

Wen Shutong naturally wouldn't respond to his words. He went on to say, "this is what people in your family injected when they were born. It can make you forget all your feelings, no sorrow or joy."

The expression on Wen Shutong's face became impatient, and his voice became more and more low: "you know I don't want these. I want to know where this thing comes from and what my context is!"

"Hejia, do you know?" The God of death turned slowly from her, "you need to explore more details by yourself. You must be able to find out the he family, a big family. I don't have to waste time to popularize science for you. Aren't you interested in this thing?"

Wen Shutong vaguely felt something wrong, especially when she saw a flash of madness in the bottom of death's eyes.

She stepped back involuntarily, lowered her voice and said, "why should I be interested in this thing? If, as you said, there should be something in my body, where did it come from?"

"Since we cooperate, what we need is absolute trust. What are you afraid of?" Death continued to speak slowly, "the he family doesn't allow their descendants to have feelings left in their hearts. Do you know why you were abandoned by them?"

While observing the surrounding environment, Wen Shutong quietly answered, "why?"

"Because you were originally a very perfect work of art, but in the end there were huge defects."

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