It was actually morning, but He Yu was worried about Xie Qingcheng and did not go out to the laboratory.

He really didn't expect Duan Wenneng to come and visit in person.

He Yu's brain is running fast, thinking that all the private conversations between himself and Xie Qingcheng are under the quilt, and there is no place to reveal the secret, then when Duan hears it, it can only be Come see this special captive for yourself.

Xie Qingcheng's illness made He Yu uneasy. He Yu didn't want Duan Wen to see him, so as not to see any clues. Xie Qingcheng's words of believing in him after many years made him no longer want to worry about what happened during the naval battle.

The words he said during the Ebola outbreak in Xie Qingcheng were all sincere.

He will protect Xie Qingcheng.

"It's okay, you go to sleep first and have a good rest." He Yu whispered in Xie Qingcheng's ear, "I can deal with him."

He Yu was about to get up, when he got up, Xie Qingcheng shook his hand again.

"You have to be careful."

"Relax, I've been dealing with him for three years."

He Yu put on his clothes, adjusted his condition, and opened the door.

Duan Wen was standing outside. He was a man who looked about forty. He had a good temperament.

His eyes looked around He Yu for a few times, and finally fell on the button of Mandela's military uniform that He Yu had not yet fastened.

"It seems that Mr. He had a good time last night." He said lightly, "Can you invite me in and sit down?"

He Yu: "Mr. Duan, I'm afraid this is not very convenient."

"Oh?"

He Yu coughed lightly and smiled: "He hasn't woken up yet."

Duan Wen raised his eyebrows: "...Oh."

I looked at He Yu up and down again, and smiled: "Young is really good."

He Yu's hand was always on the door frame, he was polite, but also stubborn, without any intention of giving in to Duan Wen.

Duan Wen was quiet for a while, and then said, "Did he make trouble with you last night?"

Duan Wen's brows were raised even higher: "Oh..."

After He Yu explained, he distanced himself from Duan Wen, lowered his head and buttoned his clothes, seemingly casually: "So what is Duan looking for from me?"

"Nothing." Duan Wen said, "I just wanted to congratulate you."

"...Congratulations to me." He Yu raised his eyes, alert in his heart, but his smile did not fall.

Duan Wen stared at him with good eyes and said with a smile, "Congratulations to Mr. He for getting what you want... Catching the person you want alive. But..."

He Yu's body tightened even more, but he still looked at Duan Wen calmly.

After a few seconds, Duan Wen's smile swayed: "The laboratory, you still have to go on time. You can't do it without practicing Blood Gu."

He Yu let out a sigh of relief and responded.

Duan Wen glanced at the bedroom door intentionally or unintentionally, He Yu stood up straight and blocked.

Duan Wen focused his attention on He Yu again: "Have you eaten breakfast yet. If you don't mind, go downstairs with me to eat a little? There are some things about the project, let's talk about it by the way. ."

"..." He Yu said, "Then I'll take a shower."

Duan Wen: "Go."

Again: "Open the door."

In this case, He Yu had no way to communicate with Xie Qingcheng, but he at least closed the bedroom door, even if the door was open, Duan Wen would not disturb Xie Qingcheng . He himself washed briefly in the bathroom in the living room, and then returned to the door.

"Let's go."

Duan Wen has a private dining room downstairs.

When they entered, the waiters had already set up delicate snacks and poured steaming coffee, and there was a sense of leisure in the air that was incompatible with the horror of Mandela Island.

"Xie Qingcheng is a dream breaker. Now is a sensitive period. For the sake of safety, I should not allow you to keep him by your side." Duan Wen sat down and went to his own Two sugar cubes were added to the coffee cup, stirred with a spoon, raised his eyes and said to He Yu.

Seeing He Yu's expression, Duan Wen smiled again: "But you don't have to worry, I can make an exception for you."

He Yu's heart was slightly relaxed, but the strings were still tight: "...Then, thank you very much."

"You're welcome." Duan Wen picked up the coffee cup, took a sip, and turned his eyes to the window, "After all, this is the condition I promised you."

He looked at the flowers on the windowsill.

"We seem to be talking here too, don't we?"

“…hmmm.”

He Yu is no longer self-avoiding now, he knows that he still loves Xie Qingcheng, in the past three years, he looked back and forth at his twentieth birthday One day's video, breaking through the firewall again and again to see Xie Qingcheng's mobile phone cloud. He was not in good health at that time and could not leave Mandela Island. Duan Wen wouldn't let him go. He and Xie Qingcheng were in Australia together. , One in the United States, separated by thousands of miles, he can only yearn for that man day and night.

But Xie Qingcheng hardly uses mobile phones and does not send messages - that's what he is, even in the days when he and He Yu were the most emotionally entangled, the chat content was normal, Xie Qingcheng didn't like to Time wasted on web chat.

He is an old-fashioned man who is used to phone calls or interviews... He Yu still doesn't get much information about him.

So there was a video that made you feel like a cocoon. He Yu never shied away from what he said to Xie Qing. Later, Duan Wen was here and had a talk with him.

He asked him: "Xie Qing deceived you for his justice, don't you hate him?"

He Yu said: "Hate."

"But you still want him." Duan Wen's ending was only slightly raised, more of a statement than a question.

He Yu didn't answer.

"Do you think he likes you?"

"I don't know."

"Then do you think he'll be with anyone else?"

"..." He Yu just briefly thought about the scene, and the madness in his heart came up again, and even his pupils turned scarlet, and he still did not answer Duan Wen Instead, he said, "Duan Wen, there is one thing you have to promise me."

Duan Wen looked at the **** red flowers swaying on the windowsill: "Tell me."

"I will meet Xie Qingcheng again in the future, and I will bring him back here, it doesn't matter what he thinks of me, it doesn't matter whether he is married or has a new person at that time, as long as he If I live, I'm going to trap him on Mandela Island, I'm going to lock him up by my side, and take back the sins I suffered on him tenfold and a hundredfold."

Duan Wen turned sideways, glanced at him, and looked with some interest at He Yu who had just undergone an operation and was still pale as a ghost.

"What if he died?"

"...I want to bring him back." He Yu said, "Even if it is made into a specimen, I want him - he owes me. I want him to pay it back."

Duan Wen turned his attention to the flowers on the windowsill again.

"You are so crazy, He Yu, if Xie Qingcheng knew you had such thoughts, he would not dare to leave a whole body even if he died."

He Yu twitched the corners of his mouth: "Even if he turns into ashes, I will swallow the ashes. I said - he owes me."

"He sacrificed my life to protect another man. From that day on, I will hate him for the rest of my life."

To this day, He Yu and Duan Wen are sitting face to face, still in the same position, and the flowers on the windowsill are still open.

Duan Wen suddenly asked him, "Are you happy now?"

"..." He Yu didn't answer immediately, he lit a cigarette, and the breath of Marlboro wrapped him tightly.

Through these three years of contact, He Yu has a judgment on Duan Wen, Duan Wen, I don't know why, is very interested in human nature. Observe the joys and sorrows of others.

He didn't want to cause any trouble at this time, so it would be better to say something to deal with Duan Wen.

He Yu smoked a cigarette and slowly opened his mouth: "How to say, it's painful and tormented, excited and sad."

Duan Wen really became interested: "Why?"

"This Xie Qingcheng belongs to me and not to me. His body is on my bed, but his heart belongs to another person." He Yu said lightly, "Three years ago Xie Qingcheng tried to save him. Chen slow, chose to deceive me. After three years, these two people really got together, and Chen slow took my last breath of oxygen in the world. So I got people, and I felt unhappy. "

Duan Wen turned the handle of the spoon and tilted his head, as if thinking about He Yu's words carefully.

He Yu's remarks are indeed sincere. In order not to want to hurt Xie Qingcheng again, he has never mentioned Chen Wan's bad things, but he is still tormented in his heart.

It's just that the peace between him and Xie Qingcheng was too easy, and he didn't dare and couldn't bear to break anything.

Duan Wen finally said, "Can you give me a cigarette?"

He Yu pushed the cigarette case to him.

Duan Wen nodded and took a sip: "If you restrain him like this, you should be more careful. From what I see, a person like him will not easily yield to any coercion. Etc. He recovers and either fights and kills you, or if he can't fight, he kills himself. Don't get carried away by your emotions and end up in tragedy."

What he said was actually a concern, which made He Yu feel a little uneasy.

He watched every inch of Duan Wen's expression through the blue smoke without revealing any flaws, but Duan Wen was also an iron wall, so he couldn't see any of his true thoughts.

Last Duan Wen smiled: "Is there something on my face?"

"No." He Yu said, lowered his head, cut some snacks and put them in his mouth, drooping his eyelashes and staggered the topic, "How is your wife's body?"

He Yu's knife scratched slightly on the plate, making a harsh sound.

Duan Wen rolled his dark eyes and stared at him: "What's wrong."

"..." He Yu threw the knife, raised his eyes, and met Duan Wen's eyes without blinking, "If you need my help, just say it at any time. I can't get out. , you can also go to the backstage of some companies to search for clues. After all, I really hope that the great-grandmother is alive, and I am waiting for you to keep your second promise. Resurrect my mother. "

Duan Wen looked at him thoughtfully, and finally smiled: "That's natural."

The meal with Duan Wen was turbulent, and it was finally over. When He Yu walked out of the box and went to the laboratory, Duan Wen suddenly said: "Raise the skylark, don't keep it too tight."

He Yu looked back at him.

He Yu always felt that Duan Wen's eyes were very complicated, but when he looked closely, it seemed to be blank and nothing.

Duan Wen said lightly: "Go."

He Yu hesitated, nodded, turned and left.

He couldn't go back to the room immediately, he could feel Duan Wenyou trying to test him. It was only a day or two after Xie Qingcheng was tied back to Mandela. With his signal to Duan Wen that he wanted him because of his hatred, if he couldn't hold his breath at this time, he would show too much concern for Xie Qingcheng. situation, it is questionable.

Besides, he still has the data of the rapid cold light in his hand that needs to be sent back to the Dreambreaker headquarters, and he really has no time to go back.

Opportunity, the information of the new weapon was successfully sent to the Dreambreaker from the data hole.

After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at his watch, it was past eleven o'clock in the evening. He packed up and walked to the bedroom that he had not returned to all day.

However, just as he was passing through the corridor and passing the linen room, he suddenly heard a middle-aged woman inside in a low voice, muttering something behind the door.

He Yu was very alert. Except for the servants who were responsible for cleaning the tower, no one would enter his room now. Even Duan Wen would have some respect for him and would not trespass without authorization. However, if Duan Wen didn't go in by himself, they didn't necessarily send people in to do something.

The pinhole cameras that were hidden in his house before were stolen in this way.

He Yu immediately stopped and stood silently outside the linen room, looking in through the faint door gap—

Sure enough, the maid who was in charge of his room recently was talking. The maid had a pile of changed bedding in the dirty laundry basket, and something like a testing instrument was placed on the cabinet.

The maid's voice was very low, sneakily, through the intercom device, anxious to report to the person on the other end:

"Yes, Mr. Duan, I checked it with the machine you gave... There are no sperm spots on the sheets... I'm afraid they are acting and lying to you!"

The woman reported in a hurry, for fear of being discovered, she had to look out to check the situation after a few words. Seeing this, He Yu immediately flashed to the side of the door, avoiding the woman's panicked gaze.

The woman didn't find him, but He Yu knew that he couldn't listen any more. Fortunately, he had heard the most important information—

Duan Wen was still doubting him. After the morning test, he was still doubting his motive for shutting up Xie Qingcheng.

He Yu gritted his teeth secretly, his heart was cold - after checking this way, Duan Wen knew that he was lying to him during his morning tea...

But he calmed down quickly.

It's fine...should be fine. This time of deceit, Duan Wen could not conclude that his motive was not revenge. After all, this is his own private matter, and it is normal to not want to tell it. In the morning, he at least said one point that can be explained, that is, he lied that he had offered Xie Qing a relaxing medicine.

Xie Qing's body is weak, or the drug is too strong and he feels bored, that is all possible. He will not suffer because of this lie.

But...

He Yu's expression was solemn, and he took a detour to return to his bedroom from the other aisle. He verified his biometrics and pushed the door into the house.

Xie Qingcheng was sitting in front of the desk with his eyes closed, and slowly opened his eyes when he heard the movement of his door.

He Yu glanced at the bed and found that the bedding had been changed. After confirming this, He Yu walked over to Xie Qingcheng with a sullen face, leaned over, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Something happened, Xie Qingcheng."

Xie Qingcheng's body immediately tightened slightly: "What's wrong?"

He Yu put her lips against Xie Qingcheng's ear, looked ahead, coughed lightly, a little embarrassed: "It's hard to say. But all in all, tonight... if we don't really do something, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to get through."