After all, Si Sheng did not ask about Yi Zhongzheng's secret operation, but spent some time studying the mechanism himself.

When Si Sheng found the drawing that Yi Zhong was about to be found, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The face of the Lord Baixiao has been preserved.

As the sky became darker, Si Sheng did not rush to leave, leaning obliquely beside the cabinet, looking through the drawings.

I don’t know how long it has been stored, but the edges of the drawings are yellowed and stained with an old atmosphere. There are about a dozen pieces of paper, but a few of them are blank.

The drawings on paper are quite complex, with various structures splicing, using primitive and ancient methods.

Looking at it separately, Si Sheng could see each structure clearly, but when he put it together in his mind, he couldn't figure it out.

Somehow, a strange thought came out of my mind—

What has Lao Yi been studying over the years?

Just as he was wondering, Yi Zhongzheng called again.

"Has found it?"

"Um."

Yi Zhongzheng said "Yes" and said, "Come here now."

"Now?"

Si Sheng paused, turned his head and looked out the window, and saw the gloomy twilight outside through the glass window.

His hands unconsciously covered his lower abdomen, and Si Sheng's eyelids drooped slightly, and he frowned in discomfort.

"Tell me something to you."

Lao Yi had always been so straightforward that he hung up the phone after notifying him.

Without stopping for a long time, Si Sheng rolled the drawings into a barrel, brought a few pens, found a set of comics in the bedroom next door, and called Yi Zhongzheng's attending doctor. After confirming that Yi Zhongzheng's condition had not worsened, he went out with doubts.

*

The night was dark and the lights were sporadic, and the hospital was less noisy after night.

Si Sheng pushed the door open and entered.

The nurse who had just served Yi Zhongzheng after eating, heard the sound of the door being pushed open and was slightly shocked. She nodded and said hello to Si Sheng, and then left the ward consciously.

"What's up?"

Si Sheng strode in.

Yi Zhongzheng, who was lying on the head of the bed, turned his head and looked at her, and asked without answering, "Have you brought something?"

"Yes." Si Sheng handed over the drawing, "What is this?"

"Reading glasses."

Still no answer.

Yi Zhongzheng took the drawings and placed them on the dining table that was not returned, spread them out and smoothed them.

Find reading glasses in his belongings, Si Sheng handed them to him, frowned, "What do you want to study, I'll help you."

With a pause in wearing glasses, Yi Zhongzheng slowly glanced at her.

"Are you?"

Si Sheng: "..."

It can be seen that Yi Zhongzheng was already very restrained, but the "question" in the corners of his eyes, eyebrows, and tone were still not hidden.

Silence fell into ward.

After a while, Yi Zhongzheng, who was wearing reading glasses, said slowly: "Just a few pictures, I remember that I haven't finished drawing them."

"Is it useless?"

"You have another ten years of research and can understand it."

A kind of disdain that belongs to the master.

“…”

Si Sheng's head hurts.

With Yi Zhongzheng, she was really not qualified to speak, and after thinking about it, she endured it.

He stood aside for a while and saw Yi Zhongzheng's thoughts on the drawings, Si Sheng took out a few pens and put them on the table, and asked, "You asked me to come here for this?"

Yi Zhongzheng, who had just entered the state, left two words coldly—

"Wait."

“…”

Si Sheng had nothing to say, dragged out a chair and sat down, playing with his cell phone in vain.

From time to time, my fingers pressed my lower abdomen, and under the cold and white indoor light, there was no trace of blood on her face.

In the circle of friends—

Grandpa Lu showed off his daily routine of employers in all aspects, and because of his photography skills, Si Sheng was envious, she praised her.

A well-known actor was intermittently nervous and had a barbecue picture every day. It lasted for several days. She was very appetizing.

Boss An runs a serious company, but he does some miscellaneous jobs in searching for people and things. He just saved two abducted children and then advertised them to the company. As the owner of the hall, Si Sheng hesitated and liked it.

...

After exiting the circle of friends, Si Sheng saw the message from Tao Lele.

[Tao Lele]: Sister Si, show you something good.

【Tao Lele】:[Link]

[Tao Lele]: God Z is going to draw tonight, and everyone is speculating whether he will reveal his address.

After his eyes stayed for a few seconds, Si Sheng moved his mind and clicked on the link.

That was a post titled [Guess, will the address of the Z god be exposed for this lottery and gift].

There are quite a lot of comments.

[Looking forward. I really want to know who he is.]

【It's okay to know where it's from.】

[No, I like the uncle's mystery. I hope netizens don't make a fool of themselves.]

[Defend the privacy of the sexy stubble uncle to the death.]

[Blind guessing no. Who remembers that three years ago, a technical emperor checked his IP, first in the Middle East, then in F Prefecture, and went to Northern Europe for a while. Later, the technical emperor didn't give up and checked one after another. This time, it was in China, lockdown, Xiangcheng, Yuncheng... there was never a fixed one. This is not a normal itinerary. At that time, everyone thought he had tampered with the IP.]

[What you said upstairs may not be correct. Have you forgotten the "explorer" tag in the entry of Z Shen Du Niang?]

【Isn’t the ‘Explorer’ hype that fans have?】

[There is no need for fans to yell at the fan. An illiterate person who is watching the sky in a well questioned him, saying that the no-man's land in the world mentioned in "Legend of Death" is too fake and unreal, and it is entirely up to his imagination. He was slapped in the face with nine pictures without ps. The backpack in each picture has his 2-ba pendant, which proves that he has been there in person. However, the quality of his photos is hard to describe and cannot be compared with his paintings.]

[There is still something? Kneel.]

【Is he really running around the world?】

[The boss is the boss, no wonder you always say that he is a different dimension creature.]

【Stay and look at the development.】

[As soon as I say, can the poster delete the post? What should I do if I see it by God Z?]

...

A word awakens the dreamer.

Si Sheng still had some impression of being investigated for IP investigation three years ago. Since then, she has asked her friends who are engaged in technology to help her hide the IP.

Nothing like this has happened in recent years, but if you want to send a courier this time...

She really didn't think about it.

Si Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this time—

"Knock.Knock.Knock."

There was a knock on the door outside.

As soon as Si Sheng looked up, he heard Yi Zhongzheng speak calmly—

"Come in."

Crunch-

The door opened in response to the sound.

After seeing the figure outside the door clearly, Si Sheng's eyes turned cold, he stood up, and his eyes were sharp and cold.
To be continued...