boyfriend in the fridge

While lying on the bed, Song Buzhi thought to himself that he could barely move or speak, should he possess himself again, and then return to his original body after possessing another object, maybe this new sequelae will remove the current uncomfortable sequelae?

After thinking about such a thought, another ten minutes passed.When he wanted to concentrate and try to possess the object next to him, he felt a sudden pain in his head.

"what happened?"

The discipline next to him immediately felt the change in him, raised his head and looked at his face carefully.

Song Buzhi rolled his eyes slowly.

He thought, in his current state, there should be no expression on his face, right?Like facial paralysis.Why did discipline discover his anomaly in the first place, although he really wanted to make a painful expression in his heart.

Song Buzhi opened his mouth very slightly—it hurts.

He didn't make a sound, so he made a "painful" mouth shape.

But probably this mouth shape is too inconspicuous, and the discipline is not visible.He touched Song Buzhi's face, kissed his lips, and said, "Huh? What do you want to say? Stop talking if you try hard."

The pain also seemed to be frozen, like a movie with countless slow motions added, which was infinitely elongated and elongated-the fine and dense pain was like continuous spring rain, which lasted for a long time.

Song Buzhi gave up, and no longer thought about possessing himself again.He simply emptied his mind and didn't think about anything.

Let it be stiff if it's stiff, let it be cold if it's cold, anyway, he shouldn't be able to die right now.

And discipline sticks to him, hugging him is warmer than air-conditioning quilts and the like.

"Go to sleep."

A disciplined, low and soft voice came from above his head, and Song Buzhi obediently lowered his eyelids——

Discipline is a little distressed, but also a little bit like laughing.

When normal people close their eyes, they can close them all at once.But Song Buzhi's eyelids are falling very slowly at a rate of about one millimeter in ten seconds. If an impatient person sees it, he may directly close his eyelids with his hands.

But somehow cute.

Although it was slow, Song Buzhi finally closed his eyes.

Before falling asleep, he thought vaguely, this is the first time he slept with his body so stiff, right?Will you wake up with back pain...

Discipline didn't go away.

He put his arm around Song Buzhi in one hand, and contacted Xia Ji and the others with his mobile phone in the other.

When it was found that Song Buzhi's cell phone was in the funeral parlor, the discipline became clear, and he went to find Liu Wentao.After Liu Wentao brought back the body, the police had been watching him all the time, and they knew exactly which funeral home he had brought Wang Yu's body to.

And Song Buzhi's place happened to be this funeral parlor.

It is self-evident what purpose Song Buzhi has.

"When he recovers, he must be properly educated." Discipline thought while sending out messages.

Song Buzhi said that he acted without telling him. He must have guessed that if he knew that he planned to possess the corpse, he would definitely object.But he must have wanted to, so he avoided it.

Liu Wentao came to retrieve the body uncharacteristically, it must be Song Buzhi who said something to him.

What did you say?

Discipline closed his eyes, looked at Song Buzhi's peaceful sleeping face, and thought, it must have something to do with Liu Wentao's research.

M1.

Liu Wentao is the only one who is passionate about research.

As for what he said and to what extent, he will ask after he recovers.But despite this, Discipline believes that Song Buzhi has a sense of proportion.

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After discipline took Song Buzhi away, the staff of the funeral home hurried over, panting as they walked briskly.

"Mr. Liu, what happened? Just now this person broke in, and he couldn't stop him..." The staff kindly and politely complained about the discipline's rude behavior of not listening to dissuasion, "You and Is your wife all right? Nothing frightened?"

"It's okay." Liu Wentao has suppressed the surprise and suspicion when the discipline broke in and out just now, and said, "It's my friend who came to see my wife and suddenly fainted. I contacted his brother."

"That's it..." The staff member nodded, "It's good that it's fine, then do you still want to be alone with your wife?"

Liu Wentao: "Give me a few more minutes."

The staff left, muttering to themselves when they left: "What kind of friend, when did I come here, why didn't I see..."

When Song Buzhi came, he deliberately avoided people and sneaked in carefully, so no one else saw him.

Liu Wentao stood in front of Wang Yu's body, stood quietly for a few minutes, and then walked out.

Instead of going home, he came to the company again, to the laboratory.

He couldn't get in touch with Song Buzhi, so he didn't know what happened just now.

Discipline, why did that policeman come in suddenly?

Isn't the transaction between him and Song Buzhi known to everyone, everyone knows that others don't know?Did Song Buzhi tell Discipline?

probably not.Liu Wentao pondered while fiddling with the experimental tools.Song Buzhi asked himself not to disclose this matter, so it means that he doesn't want others to know that he came to him for a physical examination, that is to say, he will not let others know about "M1".So it wasn't him who told the discipline.

Liu Wentao felt that this reasoning was correct, and he also thought of Wang Yu.

He and Wang Yu have been married for ten years, and Wang Yu has never revealed anything about "M1". If it wasn't for the coincidence that he was researching "M1" now and was discovered by Wang Yu, then Wang Yu would definitely keep it from him for the rest of his life. .

Song Buzhi is Wang Yu's younger brother. Since Wang Yu thinks that "M1" is dangerous and cannot be said, then Song Buzhi must think so too.Song Buzhi may have the same idea as Wang Yu, "M1" will bring danger to himself and bring potential harm to this society.

But they don't know!

A crazy look suddenly appeared on Liu Wentao's face.

They don't even know!Miracle No. [-] will be the greatest miracle in the process of human development!

As long as the development is successful, as long as it is successful - the human brain will evolve, and a new human will be born!

Now that the research is at a critical moment, Song Buzhi, as the experimental subject back then, if he can help him, if he can study his body that has been injected with "M1"... then he will definitely be able to further develop the most perfect "M1" recipe.

The current "M1" is not perfect and has many side effects.Liu Wentao is not satisfied, he dreams of perfection, perfection.

He opened his mouth and laughed, his eyes narrowed into a line under the thick lenses - it's exciting to think about the day when the perfect "M1" was born!

"Teacher Liu, what are you laughing at? You're so happy." A slightly lazy and charming female voice suddenly sounded.

Liu Wentao looked up at her displeased.

He Xiaobei appeared in Liu Wentao's laboratory in a slim red dress.

As for how she came in, Liu Wentao was no stranger to it.For people like them, it is not difficult to enter a place without being noticed.

He Xiaobei just said something casually, and didn't want to hear Liu Wentao's answer, so she continued: "It's nothing serious, I just came to tell Teacher Liu, we have already got what you asked for last time, and we will deliver it tonight Go home, remember to check it."

Liu Wentao pushed his glasses and nodded—that thing was written on a napkin in the cafe last time, and it was a material he planned to add to "M1".

"Then please continue to work hard, Teacher Liu." He Xiaobei smiled, "Recently, I feel a headache after thinking too much, and the Great Compassion Mantra doesn't work anymore, and I may have to inject a new one in a few days. I hope Teacher Liu will soon A miracle without side effects."

Speaking of this, Liu Wentao was excited and confident: "Don't worry, the research has made new progress, which is a good thing-you can help me tell the boss about this, and please rest assured."

"No problem." He Xiaobei said, "I must have told the boss. That's it, let's go first, and I have class in the afternoon. Goodbye."

He Xiaobei walked out as silently as when he came.

Liu Wentao contacted Song Buzhi again, but he still couldn't get in touch.

Wait until tomorrow.He thought, Song Buzhi said that he would come to check his body tomorrow, so tomorrow.

Although he has not injected "M1" himself, he has an inexplicable feeling that what Song Buzhi said is true. He said that he will have a physical examination tomorrow, so he will definitely come tomorrow.

--

Song Buzhi's cell phone rang again.

Pick up the discipline and take a look, it's still Liu Wentao.

Liu Wentao's full name is saved in Song Buzhi's phone, so he can recognize it at a glance.

Discipline lowered his eyelids, glanced at the sleeping Song Buzhi, and put the phone back on the bedside table next to him.

Song Buzhi's body was still stiff, even when he was asleep, his back was still stiff.

Discipline stroked his back with warm hands. Although it was useless, psychologically, it seemed that this would soften his body and make him more comfortable.

Other than that, he couldn't help much.

It was still afternoon. According to the normal situation, the discipline should be studying and investigating Wang Yu's case with his teammates instead of being dragged here.

Sighing, Discipline moved his palm down, patted Song Buzhi's buttocks, and said in a low voice, "When you recover, I will settle with you one by one."

Although the sleeping position was uncomfortable, Song Buzhi slept soundly, and he didn't move no matter how much he moved.If it wasn't for the shallow breathing, discipline felt that he would be the same as hugging a dead person right now.

Just then, his cell phone rang.

It was Xia Ji who called.

"Hey."

Discipline's voice was a little low, Xia Ji on the other end of the phone was stunned, and said, "Is it convenient to talk?"

Discipline looked down at Song Buzhi again, and said, "It's okay, just tell me."

"He Xiaobei's alibi was checked on the night of the incident—there was no alibi."