After Luo Zhouzhou heard Chu Feng's words, he was stunned.
After a long while, he asked in a low voice, "Do you mean that the general killed your comrade-in-arms?"
When he said this, his voice trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes were full of panic.
Chu Feng put down the beer can in his hand, held Luo Zhouzhou's shoulder, and said, "It shouldn't be made by the general."
"Shouldn't the general do it?" Luo Zhouzhou asked: "That is to say, maybe he did it?"
Chu Feng sighed, looked into the distance, and said, "I have investigated General Lope for a long time, and I can't find a reason for him to do this, so I don't think he did it."
"But he clearly knew some clues, but he refused to reveal it to me at all." Chu Feng looked at Luo Zhouzhou again, "Zhou Zhou, before I find out the truth, General Lope is not completely innocent."
It was late at night, Luo Zhouzhou stood on the right side of the villa garden, looking at the warm yellow street lamp beside the steps, fascinated.
He has been in this posture for a while, since he was driven home by Chu Feng, pushed open the iron gate of the villa and walked in, he has been standing here.
That light was the one that Lope ordered to keep every time he came home at night, and it was not turned off until he got home.
Luo Zhouzhou had never cared about these details before tonight, nor did he feel that Lope was his father.
He is an uninvited guest in this villa, only A Bao and Da Wu and Xiao Wu belong to him. Lope is someone else's father, and Mrs. Lope is someone else's mother, but they don't know it and regard themselves as their sons.
And when Lope is not at home, even the air will be much sweeter.
But after hearing what Chu Feng said, he found out that it turned out that Lope was involved, and he would be so sad.
Just like once the patriarch was seriously injured, he stayed beside the bed and whispered in the patriarch's ear, "You don't want to die. If you die, I will go and bite everyone to death. It's so sad.
The door on the steps was suddenly opened and someone came out.
Wearing a nightgown and holding a cup of coffee, Lope paced down the steps and looked into the distance through the iron fence outside the garden.
Every time he passed a car in the distance, he had to stop and crane his neck to look at it, and then he continued to drink the coffee in his hand until the car was gone.
Luo Zhouzhou knew that he was seeing if he came back.
"General." He called.
Lope was startled, and looked back to see Luo Zhouzhou carrying a backpack, standing on the right side of the garden under the steps.
"When did you come back? Why didn't you go in here?" Lope asked in surprise.
Immediately, his face sank again, "Looking at your appearance, did you cause some trouble outside?"
Luo Zhouzhou didn't answer, and shook his head silently.
Lope looked at him suspiciously, as if thinking of something, and said in a slow tone, "What's wrong? Did you quarrel with Lin Fan and lose?"
When Adjutant Qin picked him up from get off work in the afternoon, he said he was going to Lin Fan's house, and Adjutant Qin turned around and reported to Lope.
Luo Zhouzhou said: "There was no quarrel."
"Then what happened to you? You frown." Lope frowned, "Who was bullied by?"
Luo Zhouzhou looked at Lope's angry and worried face, and suddenly blurted out: "General, can I ask you one thing?"
"What's up?"
"A matter of the past." Luo Zhouzhou's tone was a little anxious.
Lope was stunned for a moment, slowly put away the expression on his face, and squinted at him.
After a while, he asked, "You didn't go to Lin Fan this afternoon, but stayed with Chu Feng, didn't you?"
Luo Zhouzhou was silent for a few seconds and replied, "Yes, I am with Chu Feng."
"Then what do you want to ask?"
Luo Zhouzhou summoned his courage and said, "I want to ask if you have anything to do with the deaths of the twenty-eight special forces."
Lope sneered and said, "I want to know, he made up a bunch of things about you, and you believe it. It seems that he is coming back to interrogate me."
"No, it's not an interrogation, and he didn't make up bad things about you." Luo Zhouzhou said.
Lope's volume suddenly increased, and he shouted sternly: "I am your father. I have raised you for 20 years and devoted all my efforts to you. Luo Zhou Zhou, and you listened to a few nonsense words from others, you should turn around. Head to your father."
Luo Zhouzhou tightened his backpack straps and defended loudly: "I didn't, I didn't want to deal with you, I just wanted to ask clearly."
"Since you have asked the question, it shows that you have doubted your father. Luo Zhouzhou, you are stabbing a knife in my heart." Lope slammed the coffee cup on the ground, and shattered with a "pop".
Luo Zhouzhou trembled and cried silently.
Lope glanced at him and walked into the house with his hands behind his back.
Just as he stepped up the steps, he heard Luo Zhouzhou's trembling voice behind him and asked: "General, is the death of the twenty-eight special forces really related to you?"
Lope stopped and stayed there.
"If it has nothing to do with you, why do you avoid Chu Feng again and again without explaining it clearly. General, did you kill them? I'm so sad, I'm so sad... " Luo Zhouzhou opened his mouth and cried. stand up.
Lope turned around slowly, looked at Luo Zhouzhou angrily, and pointed his finger at him.
"Dad, I'm so sad, is it you, Dad..." Luo Zhouzhou's voice became louder and louder, closing his eyes and shouting to his father repeatedly, tears streaming down his cheeks.
Butler Li and Mrs. Lope came out of the room when they heard the sound.
"What's the matter, baby? Why are you crying like this?" Mrs. Lope hurriedly went down the steps, and hugged Luo Zhouzhou distressedly into her arms.
He turned to look at Lope again, and said loudly, "General, even if Zhou Zhou did something wrong, don't punish him too much."
"I punished too much? I punished too much?" Lope wanted to say something, looked at Luo Zhouzhou, who was full of tears, and sighed again and closed his mouth.
"You go in first, I want to have a few words with Zhou Zhou." He waved his hand, and seeing that Mrs. Lope was still holding Luo Zhou Zhou vigilantly, he said tiredly, "I really didn't punish him, it's business. Talk to him."
"Baby, is that what your father said?" Mrs. Lope asked Luo Zhouzhou quietly.
Luo Zhouzhou choked and said, "Yes, yes, it's me, I cried myself, we, we have to talk."
Only then did Mrs. Lope release him, and she waved to Steward Li to go back to the house, looking back worriedly as she walked.
Lope waited for the two of them to enter the room, looked at Luo Zhouzhou who was still sobbing, sighed again, and said, "Zhou Zhou, those people were indeed not killed by me, why did I kill them? It was indeed sent by me that day. My men went down to deliver the medicine, but I just gave an order, and then they were killed on the road, and the password box containing the medicine was taken away."
"But, but, why didn't you tell him the clue, you must know something." Luo Zhouzhou asked while crying.
"Come here." Lope said.
Luo Zhou Zhou Yiyan walked over.
Lope stretched out his hand, wiped the tears on his face, and said, "Zhou Zhou, there are some questions I can't answer you. But I'm not a bad person. It's for your safety not to explain to Chu Feng, you know?"
"But-"
"Don't be, and don't ask again. Dad promises you that when I can tell him, I will naturally tell."
"Really?" Luo Zhouzhou raised her red and swollen eyes and looked at Lope expectantly.
"Really." He replied firmly.
Luo Zhouzhou looked at Lope's expression, saw that his face was calm, and finally heaved a long sigh of relief, and his tense body relaxed.
Lope patted his head, with a sad voice in his voice, "Dad doesn't know how long he can protect you. Zhou Zhou, the storm is coming, I hope that day, you will have grown up."
Luo Zhouzhou didn't say anything, but he got Lope's assurance and finally calmed down, put his arms around Lope's waist, and buried his face in his chest.
Lope patted him on the back lightly, "How old you are, and still acting like a spoiled child."
"You just said that I haven't grown up yet." Luo Zhou said in a stern voice.
It was the first time he had gotten so close to Lope, but naturally, he didn't feel rusty or embarrassed at all.
Lope laughed dumbly, "Yes, yes, you haven't grown up yet."
Then he said solemnly: "Zhou Zhou, promise father that you won't have any more contact with Chu Feng in the future."
Seeing that Luo Zhouzhou was silent, he sighed, "Dad is not prejudiced against him, but if you interact with him, I am worried that there will be unforeseen dangers."
Luo Zhouzhou raised his head and asked suspiciously, "What's the danger?"
Lope said: "In short, I hope you stay far away from all unsettling factors, the farther the better, not against Chu Feng."
Luo Zhouzhou stood up straight from his arms and said seriously: "General, if there is no sufficient reason, I will not be farther and farther away from him."
Lope looked at him for a while, then waved his hand, "As you like, just called Dad, and when Chu Feng was mentioned, the general came out again."
The next day at work, Luo Zhouzhou was obviously in a much better mood. When he was called by Qi Fen to run errands, he moved quickly and had a good attitude.
Qi Fen asked strangely, "Why didn't you show me that death look today?"
"What kind of death?" Luo Zhouzhou couldn't help but ask.
Qi Fen thought for a while and said, "I can't describe it, but looking at it makes people angry."
Luo Zhouzhou restrained the expression on his face, his eyes looked at the ground lightly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he asked, "Is it like this?"
Qi Fen gasped as if he had a toothache, "It seems that you are very clear, you deliberately put on this look to anger me, right?"
"No, I just feel like you look irritable every time you do this." Luo Zhouzhou tilted his head.
Qi Fen frowned and waved, "Go out and do experiments on your own. I'm very irritable when I hear your voice now."
Luo Zhou slipped out of the office on Monday and trotted to the experimental area to find Hong Fan.
Because Hong Fan is afraid of interacting with people, he has his own independent laboratory. When he needs to communicate with other researchers, he can use the terminal and will not meet, even if he is next door.
However, she was very relaxed when facing Luo Zhouzhou, and she could ask him to find her at any time.
Luo Zhouzhou knocked on the door, and Hong Fan asked inside, "Who is it?"
"It's me, Zhou Zhou."
"Zhou Zhou, come in." Hong Fan's voice was very happy.
After Luo Zhouzhou went in, he saw that Hong Fan was looking at something with a microscope. Only the purple light was turned on in the room, which illuminated his face.
Hong Fan turned around, Luo Zhouzhou grinned at her, "Hello Hong Fan."
"Ah!" Hong Fan exclaimed briefly, almost jumping off the stool, "What the hell."
Luo Zhouzhou was also taken aback and stood still.
Only then did Hong Fan react. He walked to the wall and pressed it twice. The purple light was replaced by an incandescent light.
She patted her chest and said, "You just had that white-toothed purple-faced face, so scary, like a vampire."
Luo Zhouzhou was so happy that he laughed out loud, "Really? Like a vampire?"
Hong Fan glanced at him and asked helplessly, "Little vampire, do you have anything to do with me?"
Luo Zhouzhou hesitated and whispered, "Hong Fan, I want to ask you a few questions."
"Ask for advice?" Hong Fan laughed and said simply: "Ask if you have anything, as long as I know."
Luo Zhouzhou pursed his lips and asked, "Do you know about injecting ordinary people with benzophenone?"
The smile on Hong Fan's face disappeared immediately, "Who said that? Nonsense."
Luo Zhouzhou looked at her and said vigorously: "In the past, the army conducted experiments in private, injecting soldiers with phenytoin. You have been in the institute for the longest time, and you must know something."
Hong Fan looked at him silently, then suddenly turned his head and said, "I don't know anything, you go out, I'm going to do an experiment."
"Every time a patient wants to use Benzodiol, the doctor will give you a note, and you will dispense the medicine yourself. Hong Fan, you should have given the medicine when the special forces had an accident." Luo Zhouzhou remained unmoved and insisted. on.
"What was the dose of fenfludol they took from you that time?"
Hong Fan took a deep breath and looked at Luo Zhouzhou with a serious expression on his face, "Zhou Zhou, I don't know why you are interested in this matter, and where did you hear that we supply benzene to the army? Not a lot of things. You are right. In the past, the army did want to inject benzophene to the soldiers, but this proposal was rejected by a group of researchers headed by Director Qi. Benzodiol should be used to save the disease. suffering, rather than being treated as a war machine."
Luo Zhouzhou hesitated and said softly: "But there are 28 special forces who died of an overdose of Benzodiol."
Hong Fan closed his mouth and began to look down at the microscope, which means refusing to talk.
Luo Zhouzhou waited for a while, then whispered, "Excuse me." Turning around and walking towards the door slowly.
"If the army wants to take Benzodiol, it won't go through my hands. I don't have that much power, understand?" Just as Luo Zhouzhou's hand was on the doorknob, Hong Fan suddenly made a sound.
Luo Zhouzhou asked loudly: "But, if the doctor needs Benzodiol, he can only get it from you."
Hong Fan raised his head unbearably and said, "Who sets the rules of our institute?"
"Qi Fen."
"Since he can set the rules, who do you think has the most power in the research institute?"
Luo Zhouzhou lost his voice: "Isn't Qi Fen the most staunch leader among those who oppose the use of Benzodiazepines for the military?"
"People have to bow their heads when they are under the eaves." Hong Fan only said lightly, and stopped talking.
Luo Zhouzhou stood at the door of the director's office and saw Qi Fen concentrating on comparing the pictures of diseased plants on the three-dimensional image.
He frowned, his spectacles glowed with colored light, and sternness was written all over his face.
Seeing his appearance, Luo Zhouzhou gave himself all the courage he mustered before, and then retreated back to the corridor, pacing back and forth sadly with his hands behind his back.
"What are you doing? Sneaky." Qi Fen's cold voice sounded, "Get in here."
Luo Zhouzhou shook and walked in slowly.