Chapter 25 Shut up!

  The night was shrouded in darkness and the rain continued, and the entire mental hospital seemed to have fallen into a certain kind of silence.

  The sound of Cen Qing's footsteps echoed in the corridor.

   Just as he reached the second ward, Cen Qing stopped.

   "I need to keep Deer's Farthel safe."

  Although Fu Xichen promised her that she would leave Fanglu Zhiyao, Cen Qing still wanted to be safe.

   "Go ahead."

  Puzo leaned against the pale wall, the incandescent light fell on the sunglasses, reflecting the dazzling light.

  After a knock on the door, there was no movement in the room.

  Cen Qing opened the door, and saw a person curled up in the quilt on the hospital bed.

   Just as he was about to go forward to confirm the situation, he was stopped by Pu Zuo.

   "As you know, Mr. Fu has always had a strong sense of time."

  The smart watch was adjusted to the countdown mode by him.

   In fifteen minutes, the two helicopters will arrive.

   At that time, they will be able to retreat unscathed.

   As for what the city will look like, it is beyond his expectation.

   Cen Qing glanced at the person on the bed for the last time, and let out a heavy breath.

   "Then let's go."

  The person is in the second ward, Fu Xichen, as the president of a group, can't go back on his word.

  The two walked through the corridor of the hospital and came to an elevator.

  Through the mirror reflection of the elevator, Puzo found the little tail behind him.

  When the palm rested on the pistol pinned to the waist, Fu Xichen's voice came from the headset.

   "Let her follow, the enhanced version of the T virus needs a carrier to spread."

  Puzo's thumb pressed the down button of the elevator.

   Immediately afterwards, a metal device popped out of the elevator wall.

   There are five negative floors!

   Cen Qing raised his eyebrows, and his fingertips also touched the down button of the elevator.

  But the flash above only appeared on the minus one and minus two floors.

   "Your authority is quite large."

  A high-level Q group like her only has two levels of authority.

   And the people around Fu Xichen actually have the power to open the fifth underground floor.

   Tsk tsk.

   "It's only for a limited time. Dr. Cen's nameplate can also reach the fifth underground floor."

  Cen Qing glanced at the golden nameplate pinned to his clothes with deep eyes.

   I remember that Jiangci's nameplate is also golden in color.

  But Jiang Ci entered the fifth underground floor, probably because he was arrested for experimentation.

   Then why does she have a golden nameplate?

  The elevator descended rapidly, and the feeling of weightlessness made Cen Qing flustered for a moment.

   Fortunately, Pu Zuo, who was beside her, gave her a hand to prevent her from falling to the ground.

   But the elevator shook more and more violently, Pu Zuo grabbed Cen Qing's arm so as not to let her be thrown out.

  The incandescent light above his head flickered on and off, and the sound of electric current crackled against the outer wall of the elevator.

"what happened?"

   Cen Qing, who finally stood firm, frowned.

   When the voice fell, there was another burst of shaking, and Puzo was thrown out directly.

   The sunglasses fell on the wall, and a crack appeared on the mirror.

  But the flashing mechanical red light still failed to escape Cen Qing's eyes.

   These sunglasses seem to have the function of uploading images.

  If it's because Fu Xichen is worried, there's no need to.

  The most indispensable thing here is the camera.

  Then the existence of this sunglasses is not for the Q Group.

  He seems to have another identity.

  Using the cover of long hair, Cen Qing quickly retracted his gaze, pretending that he didn't see anything.

  Boom—

  The elevator landed on the fifth basement floor, causing Cen Qing's feet to go numb from the shock.

   Who the **** designed this elevator?

   Fortunately, the two of them only had minor scratches, so nothing serious happened.

  The elevator door opened slowly, and the familiar layout made Cen Qing lose his mind for a moment.

  The arrangement of the device completely matched the map she saw in the notebook just now.

  The researchers in protective clothing hurried away, and did not show any surprise at the arrival of the two.

   Cen Qing didn't come back to his senses until a cold metal instrument was pressed against his waist.

   "Next, I hope that Dr. Cen can cooperate well."

  The importance of the original virus did not allow him to make any mistakes.

  Even if Cen Qing wants to be clever, the gun in his hand is not a vegetarian.

   "What? You don't want Mr. Bodyguard's sunglasses?"

  Cen Qing did not feel any fear of the gun behind his waist, on the contrary, he reminded him softly.

  The safety catch has not been pulled, who is it to scare?

   The corners of Puzuo's mouth twitched slightly, he really didn't expect Cen Qing to make such an outburst.

  But he has to get back that sunglasses!

   "Boss Fu said..."

   "Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu, are you the roundworm in his stomach?"

   Pu Zuo was interrupted by Cen Qing before he finished speaking.

"no…"

   "Then keep your mouth shut!"

   Don't use Fu Xichen to pressure her, she is not intimidated.

  Looking at the gun in his hand, Pu Zuo took it back silently.

  I feel that the woman in front of me seems to be more fierce than the angry Gatling.

   "I want to meet Jiang Ci first."

   Cen Qing put forward his appeal.

  Since the safety of Lu Zhiyao has been confirmed, Jiang Ci also needs to confirm it.

   Otherwise, Cen Qing's heart would always be very up and down.

  Receiving the command in the headset, Puzo nodded and looked at the time again.

   There are still thirteen minutes, enough.

  Pu Zuo led the way, and Cen Qing followed behind him.

  In the transparent glass on both sides, mental patients are sent to the experimental table.

  The light blue reagent was injected into their bodies and merged with the blood.

  Complicated and sophisticated machinery and equipment kept ringing, and the lines on the display gradually became parallel.

   And the No. 78 patient who shouted the sole heir of the Alpha galaxy ushered in his relief.

  This is not a mental hospital, but—

   Live human experiment field!

  Thinking of the various experimental tortures Jiang Ci has suffered in this year, cold sweat broke out on the corner of Cen Qing's forehead.

   As long as you take him away, you can give him more compensation...

  【Theoretically, it looks like this, but is the host really going to hand over the first-generation virus? 】

  The system is analyzing the data, so I took the time to ask a question.

  【Is there any other way for me? 】

   If there is a way to get the best of both worlds, she will definitely not hand over the virus!

  Who would like the devastation and cruelty of the last days?

  【Yes, I have deciphered part of the memory of the original owner, it is about the production of the T virus】

  While the outcome may not change, necessary remedies can still be made.

  What if it succeeds?

   Fortunately, someone cut them off from the real world.

   Otherwise, it really can't play the biggest role here.

  【Then unlock the memory】

  【Okay, host】

  A burst of electricity passed through his mind, causing Cen Qing to almost catch his breath in pain.

  Holding his hands on the glass wall, he was able to stand still.

  The movement behind caused Puzuo to turn his head, and he asked tentatively,

   "Is Dr. Cen feeling unwell?"

  Seeing her pale face, biting her lower lip tightly, her expression was extremely painful.

  (end of this chapter)