Wearing a mask, fall into pure love

Chen Yutian said nothing.

Chen Bao on the hospital bed seemed to spit out the Qi in his body together with his words, and the whole person collapsed into the quilt.

Chen Yutian knew that the old man in front of him had come to the end when the oil ran out and the lamp dried up.

"I didn't want to send you to that place, but you caused too much trouble at that time. If you are not tolerated, you will be punished. Over the years, you have been left alone. I know you have suffered a lot and you hate us. But people can't come back from death. You've checked for so many years. Now you're out of your body. It's time to put down the cause of your father's death. Stay with Xiaoyue. When you get to my age, you will know what is the most important... "Chen Baoyi's breath is getting weaker and weaker.

He moved his finger and Chen Yutian reached out to hold it.

"If there are any more changes, take Xiaoyue with you. It's not the Russians who want to deal with you, it's intelligence... Ah!" Chen Baoyi suddenly screamed and vomited a big mouthful of blood.

Chen Yutian hurriedly rang the alarm bell.

"Grandpa! Grandpa! "

The door of the ward opened and several medical staff rushed in.

"It's acute upper gastrointestinal bleeding! Deep vein puncture now! " Said the chief doctor.

"Yes!" I don't know who should answer.

The isolation door behind the hospital bed opens, and Chen Baoyi is pushed into the operating room behind the isolation door. The isolation door is closed again, leaving only a mess in the ICU.

Chen Yutian stared at a large pool of blood left on the ground of the hospital bed, and was stunned.

Half an hour later, the isolation door opened, and the attending doctor came out and shook his head regretfully.

Chen Yutian calmly took off his isolation suit and turned around to see yuemuchen standing on his side.

He stared at her and walked out of the ward without saying a word.

Chen Baoyi's death quickly appeared on the front pages of major news platforms. The official saying was a sudden myocardial infarction, but it obviously could not convince those who witnessed his hale and hearty appearance at the birthday banquet. But compared with the cause of his death, these people care more about the storm caused by the change of the helm of the group.

However, some people soon find that things are far from simple as they think.

They found signs of being sneaked into their homes, and some even lost the clothes they wore at the birthday party. They thought it was just an ordinary burglary, but they didn't find that others had experienced the same thing until they reported to the police station.

During the speculation, the investigation made an unexpected discovery: in addition to Chen Baoyi's personal clothes and the sewer in the kitchen, only one trace of polonium-210 was detected in one place, that is, a cup in yuemuchen's bedroom. The cup looked washed, but Chen Baoyi's saliva and polonium-210 were detected on it.

"This is not my cup."

After reading the report brought by Chen Ze, Yue Muchen said coldly.

Chen Yutian, sitting opposite her, folded his hands and empty his eyes. After a while, he said calmly, "Chen Ze, you go out first."

"Yes."

When there were only two of them left in the room, Chen Yutian stood up from his chair, walked slowly to the piano, opened the cover and pressed a high note.

Month Mu Chen suddenly stood up and walked to the door.

"Come here." Chen Yutian said, not in a strong tone, but with a heavy sense of oppression.

Moon Mu Chen's feet, but he didn't turn around.

"Or do you want me to invite you in another way?" Chen Yutian said quietly, pressing two harsh dissonance intervals with his fingers.

Month Mu Chen struggled for a while, but still walked to the piano with a cold face.

Chen Yutian's expression eased slightly.

He sat down in his chair, his hands on the keys, and a soothing "canon" poured out of his fingertips.

Yuemuchen never knew that Chen Yutian could play the piano so well.