They drove the car back to Tan Yiming's apartment. When they pushed open the door of Tan Yiming's apartment, Mo Ye looked at the on-site sampling personnel sent by Song Zhi and said speechlessly, "This is what Song Rin said, 'Lian Wensheng is missing. '? It's obviously not just missing, right?"
The party scene was a mess, and all the party attendees were cleared from the scene.
Three corpses were floating in the swimming pool in front of them. After the sampling personnel finished their work, the police salvaged the corpses.
The expressions on the faces of each corpse were full of longing and yearning, as if they had reached heaven.
Mo Ye walked over to one of the corpses with his pockets in his pocket. It was a woman who recognized Mo Ye with her friends and was one of the people who hoped Mo Ye could stay at the party.
He had spoken less than two hours before, but he didn't expect to die so soon.
Her eyes were wide open, her lips parted slightly, and one hand was stiff, as if trying to grab something before she died.
"Wouldn't Lian Wensheng poison them?" Mo Ye's eyes glanced at Zhou Yu, knowing that Zhou Yu was the one who drank the beer that Lian Wensheng handed him.
"Except for the neurotoxins made from S-level biological spinal fluid, the poisons in the human world should not kill me." Zhou Yu replied.
"I'm afraid, it's not a toxin in the human world."
"Everything has to wait for the autopsy report."
The police station issued a warrant for Lian Wensheng, but Zhou Yu knew very well that it was easy for Lian Wensheng to avoid pursuit.
Zhou Yu and Mo Ye walked around and observed the scene.
The shell of Lian Wensheng's silver spider was still there.
Song Zhi's people are trying to find a way to transport it away.
Zhou Yu turned his face to stare at it: "Mo Ye, do you think it is different from when we saw it before?"
"Different?" Mo Ye touched his chin, "When I saw it before, it looked like it was about to jump up at any time and bite our heads off. Now it looks like a dead corpse. "
"It's the eyes. Its eyes are gone." Zhou Yu quickly stepped forward, put on gloves, and reached into the eye sockets of the Overlord Silver Spider, "This place is empty! I made sure its eyes were inside!"
Mo Ye walked over: "If I'm not mistaken, there should be a camera here. Lian Wensheng probably expected all this to happen, and deliberately hid the camera in the eye socket of the Overlord Silver Spider to record everything. "
"If so, the video will definitely be sent to a terminal. The wireless transmission range of this type of camera is limited..."
"Maybe it was passed on to Lian Wensheng's tablet. If so, Lian Wensheng will definitely take the tablet away when he takes the camera."
"So... we still don't know what happened?" Zhou Yu sighed, just as he glanced over the wine bottles and glasses by the pool, he seemed to have found something and walked over quickly.
He crouched down in front of a wine bottle, picked it up, and angled it toward the light.
"What's wrong?" Mo Ye squatted down beside him.
"Do you think the liquid left in this wine bottle seems to be glowing with blue light?" Zhou Yu asked back.
Mo Ye nodded: "Yes. It glows with blue light, and it is a very shallow and subtle blue light. If it is an ordinary human eye, it should not be visible."
"Real beer doesn't reflect such a color." Zhou Yu picked it up and handed it to the sampling staff sent by Song Zhi, while asking, "Did you ask the people at the party? How were they invited here? Here? And do these people have anything in common?"
"They said they all received an electronic invitation letter from Lian Wensheng. Those who agreed to go to the appointment all had an extra 10,000 yuan in their accounts. If there is one thing in common, the only thing I can think of is that they are all young, in their twenties. Between twenty-eight. No more than thirty."
This answer made Zhou Yu frown.
Mo Ye came to him with his pockets in his pocket and said, "Does this sound like an experiment on a specific subject? This is one of the groups, maybe there is another reference group somewhere."
"Well, yes... I think Lian Wensheng's purpose is not as simple as making biological weapons."
When the scene of the pool party was finished, it was already 3:30 in the morning.
"Can we go home now?" Mo Ye asked Zhou Yu, who was still frowning in thought.
"Come on, let's go back."
Mo Ye raised his arms around Zhou Yu's shoulders, and when no one cared about them, Mo Ye quickly kissed Zhou Yu's eyebrows: "Hey, this is the end of thinking about Lian Wensheng, wait until Think about it after Han Li or Li Qian have given you other clues, otherwise everything is an unfounded assumption."
"I see, didn't you say you want to have supper? Let's go." Zhou Yu raised his hand.
"Eat supper? This time?" Mo Ye looked at Zhou Yu with a "don't joke" expression.
"Well, there are less people going at this time."
Zhou Yu opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot's seat: "Go to Wutong Lane."
"...What is that place?" Mo Ye resigned and sat in the co-pilot's seat.
"You are navigating." Zhou Yu folded his arms and closed his eyes as if he was going to sleep.
Looking at his eyelashes illuminated by the street lamp, Mo Ye felt a little itchy.
Of course, Zhou Yu could feel Mo Ye's emotions at the moment, so he closed his eyes and stretched out his hand, grabbed Mo Ye's shoulders and pressed him towards him, and then kissed the corner of his lips.
Mo Ye was a little surprised at that moment, and then showed a childish smile of joy.
"Okay, let's drive to Sycamore Lane, I really want something to eat."
Mo Ye started the car, and the lip line was bent upwards along the way.
When he arrived at the entrance of Wutong Alley according to the navigation, he suddenly smelled a strong aroma of food.
It was already past four o'clock in the morning, but there were still sporadic people sitting at the food stall and chatting over wine.
This alley is deep and long, there are many food stalls, and all kinds of rich aromas are intertwined, making people hungry.
Zhou Yu opened his eyes and said, "Let's go."
Mo Ye blinked, it's not like he hasn't eaten at the roadside stall. Before Zhou Yu was away, Mo Ye also ate with the staff after the shooting, but this was the first time such a supper.
Because there are almost no customers, many stalls are being cleaned up one after another.
"The food stalls here are open from ten o'clock in the evening until about five in the morning. When the day comes, these stalls will all be withdrawn."
Zhou Yu sat down in front of a noodle stall, broke apart the disposable chopsticks, and ordered two bowls of noodles before Mo Ye spoke.
"Are you sure I would like to eat the noodles here?" Mo Ye asked with a smile, propping his head up, he looked lazily at Zhou Yu in front of him.
"I don't know if you will like it, but I like it." Zhou Yu scraped off the wooden thorns from the chopsticks and handed it to Mo Ye.
The noodles came quickly, they should be the last order of business from the noodle stall.
After Zhou Yu mixed the noodles and the brine well, he watched Mo Ye flip it over with his chopsticks, but the surface was still white and red at the end, and pushed his own noodles directly.
"You eat this."
Zhou Yu knew that this guy didn't know how to mix noodles, or wanted to mix it for him himself, but for some reason, Zhou Yu didn't want to expose him at all.
"You said that the purpose of Tan Yiming's research on these spiders is to cure his wife's Alzheimer's syndrome... Why did he do this?"
"Because his wife can't communicate with him normally, can't remember what they're going through now, can't take care of himself... Or in the eyes of the world, Alzheimer's is like a disability."
"She may not be able to communicate with Professor Tan normally, but other ugly things in the world can't affect her. If she can't remember everything they've experienced, Tan Yiming will accompany her to recall the past. What a wife remembers must be beautiful and precious. Even if Alzheimer's is a disability in the eyes of outsiders, it does not affect Tan Yiming's wife eating a bowl of noodles with him. Just like me and you are now. "
Zhou Yu lowered his eyes and smiled.
The night was like water, and there was even a faint mist, and Zhou Yu's normally restrained facial features softened.
"That's what I don't like about you the most, you think differently from many people and seem so 'abnormal'."
"But it's also what you like most about me, because you know that no matter what you become, I will love you. I love you as you are, and love you as you are now." Mo Ye replied.
After eating the noodles, Zhou Yu and Mo Ye drove back to the apartment. After a brief shower, Zhou Yu went back to the bed and pulled the quilt to fall asleep.
Mo Ye wiped his head, came to Zhou Yu's side and sat down, stretched out his hand and touched his forehead.
"Why did you fall asleep without drying your hair?"
Despite what he said, Mo Ye also lay down with wet hair and hugged Zhou Yu, and slept with him until dawn.
At half past ten in the morning, Zhou Yu's cell phone vibrated on the bedside.
Almost at that moment, Zhou Yu woke up and stretched out his arms to hold the phone, only to find that Mo Ye almost completely surrounded himself, his chin was on Zhou Yu's forehead, and even when he fell asleep, he did not forget to show himself. possessiveness. His closed eyes looked innocent and lazy, and his slightly raised eyelashes looked like wings that were about to flap.
Zhou Yu took the phone and found that it was Han Li's phone.