Meng Qiqi stood outside the door and patted her face. It’s not like she’s never seen her before. What’s wrong with being shy? She does have a good figure.
"Researcher Meng, what are you doing?" The military doctor laughed when he saw Meng Qiqi standing at the door and whipping himself. Was he going crazy after being tortured by the Emperor?!
"I...do you have trauma medicine?" Meng Qiqi put away her smile and looked at him and said
"Ah?! Yes, is the wound large?" The military doctor looked at her sympathetically, what a good girl!
"The wound area is not large, but the number is a bit large," Meng Qiqi said, thinking about the scars on Di Wenyuan's back.
"Okay, take it and use it. This is an ancestral ointment that is very useful. You should take good care of yourself in the future." The military doctor sighed and said.
Meng Qiqi took the medicine and nodded, listening to what the old military doctor said was a bit strange. She held the medicine bottle and wanted to ask if it contained Chinese medicine ingredients?
When he raised his head, he saw that the military doctor had walked away. He looked at the white medicine bottle with his hand pressed against the door. He thought about the situation that Di Wenyuan was in just now. Is it inconvenient for him now?
"Go in or not?" Meng Qiqi stretched out her hand, raised it and then lowered it. Finally, she decided to go in and knocked on the door a few times. Meng Qiqi listened nervously.
There was no sound inside the door. Did Di Wenyuan leave? He didn't leave through the front door. Could it be that he went out through the side door.
Meng Qiqi opened the door and sure enough, there was no one on the bed. She took the medicine bottle and put it on the bedside table. The shirt was still hanging on the hanger? The shirt was on the hanger?!
Di Wenyuan pushed open the bathroom door and wrapped a towel around his lower body. He raised his arms to wipe his hair. Meng Qiqi's eyes fell from his waist to his face.
Meng Qiqi pretended to be calm and reluctant to look away, swallowed her saliva and said, "This is a secret recipe passed down by military doctors. Apply this to you and you will soon have no scars."
"It's not a bad idea to keep it." Di Wenyuan deliberately turned sideways to see the mark on his back, and Meng Qiqi followed her gaze and landed on his waist.
The jade-faced copper tower stands in the air, and the branches and leaves are folded and hidden in the room.
I want to hear that I am lying on my side on the sandalwood couch, but I am so drunk by the sky!
Meng Qiqi threw the medicine bottle to him, and Di Wenyuan caught it neatly.
"Those people are awake. To prevent suicide, Wenze said they would give them a large amount of medicine. Do you want to come with us later?" Di Wenyuan looked at the medicine bottle and said.
"Okay" Meng Qiqi said
The interstellar prison is very high-tech. It is located within a hundred miles of the Imperial Legion, in a high-rise residential community environment. The prison is in the middle of these high-rise buildings.
Meng Qiqi looked at the tall black door, stretched out her hand to touch it, but Di Wenyuan pulled her out, took out her ID card and put it on the display screen.
"Permission authentication passed" A door was moved out of the wall. It turned out that the black door was just to confuse people.
"This door is really hidden," Meng Qiqi said after entering the passage in the yard. There were robots patrolling the road constantly, and occasionally there were people wearing blue clothes walking around in the square in the middle of the garden.
There were many oak trees lined up along the path. The branches swayed lightly in the wind and rolled down a few naughty acorns, which clattered onto the grass. Little squirrels ran down from the trees to hoard the fruits and sneak away.
"Are those the prisoners here?" Meng Qiqi looked at the red-haired old man and asked.
"No, that's the warden here." Di Wenyuan stepped forward and greeted the old man.
"Old Yan, why are you asleep here?" Di Wenyuan said with a smile
"Boy Yuan, you haven't come to see me for a long time," Mr. Yan stood up slowly and said.
"This is..." Mr. Yan looked at the red-haired Meng Qiqi and said with a loving smile.
"This is my girlfriend Meng Qiqi," Di Wenyuan said, holding her hand.
"Your girlfriend? Do you know that he is infertile?" Yan Lao said without hesitation, looking into Meng Qiqi's eyes.
Meng Qiqi nodded when she heard this topic. She had heard about this a long time ago, so she was not surprised. "I don't mind."
Old Yan looked at Meng Qiqi with his wise eyes for a few seconds, then patted Di Wenyuan on the shoulder and said, "Cherish it."
Di Wenyuan didn't expect that this was what Yan Lao was talking about. He felt more guilty and blamed himself for Meng Qiqi. He couldn't give her a complete life. When he heard her say: "I don't mind," he felt warm in his heart.
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Meng Qiqi doesn't care whether there will be children, because children are not necessary for two people to have.
Di Wenyuan looked at Meng Qiqi and said nothing, standing beside her silently. Meng Qiqi raised her head and looked at him.
"Okay, okay, don't show affection in front of the elderly. The people you brought are on the fifth floor. Go by yourself. I'm taking a rest." Yan Lao changed to the chair on the other side and lay down.
"Okay Yan Lao" Di Wenyuan pulled Meng Qiqi forward and couldn't help but smile.
Meng Qiqi looked at Di Wenyuan and said nothing, "What are you thinking about?"
"I was wondering if our child would be more like you or more like me." Di Wenyuan said with a smile, and her whole body softened at the thought of a daughter with red hair and dimples like her calling her daddy.
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Meng Qiqi smiled and joked, "Think about it and it will come true easily."
Di Wenyuan smiled and said nothing. She still liked children. She taught Yinyin patiently, so her children would be more caring.
Even if he had regrets, he would not let her go, let alone let her be hurt again.
When No. 7 woke up, he saw an independent laboratory with only himself around him. His body was trapped in the machine, leaving only his head, which was weighed down by something heavy.
No. 7 tried to use his superpower to cause dislocation pain in various bones of the body. Laboratory 9 had many such punishments, and No. 7 was accustomed to these.
Di Wenyuan and Meng Qiqi stood in the monitoring room and looked at each person's different states and said, "After special training, they cannot let go of the criminal law."
"Each of them has been injected with a micro bomb. They have been forced to pause to prevent it from being activated again. We need to find a breakthrough before the explosion." The prison supervisor took out the report on their bodies and said.
"These people have different beast genes found in their bodies. Several tenths of the genes in their bodies have been developed. Their bodies are several times stronger than normal people. Their ability to withstand torture is naturally different," the supervisor continued.
"Psychological attacks may be more effective." Meng Qiqi said
"I seem to have forgotten one person. The one who was knocked unconscious by me is still in the space button with a certain number. We can do this..." Meng Qiqi said
No. 7 saw a familiar person come into his room without a single scratch on his body. "No. 12, are you okay? Why are you here?" No. 7 looked at the clothes he was wearing with anger in his eyes.
"I didn't know I was here when I woke up. I still want to know where this is? How could you be like this?" No. 12 looked at No. 7 trapped in the machine.
The supernatural power in his hand was locked on No. 7's body and he tried to transfer him out several times without success.
"My powers have become weaker and my body has become very heavy." Twelve lowered his head and clenched his fist and slowly raised his arm.
"Hypocritical, why are you not locked up but allowed to come and go freely? Are you still pretending to be the savior here after betraying us? Don't forget why we are like this, they are all dead..." Eye No. 7
Scarlet wanted to rush over and kill her. She looked at the door that was not closed and tried to break free from the instrument that trapped her.
"No. 7, do you know what you are talking about? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand the situation here. Have you forgotten?" Twelve stepped forward and blocked his mouth.
Number 7 bit his mouth tightly to stop him from speaking. Blood dripped from his palm to the ground. Number 12 frowned and was angry because of the injury.
"Think carefully so you don't fall into a trap," No. 12 said, looking at the surveillance camera above his head.
No. 7 looked at No. 12 and the original anger in his eyes subsided a little. He opened his mouth and spat blood onto his clothes and looked away.
"I fell into this trap because of your trap," No. 7 said through gritted teeth.
Meng Qiqi looked at the screen and said, "Are they lovers?"
Di Wenyuan looked at Meng Qiqi and asked, "Why do you see it?"
"Intuition" Meng Qiqi said that the way she looked at No. 12 and No. 7 was not like a relationship between friends, but more like a relationship between family and lovers.
"It's not unusual for people of the same sex to be lovers, but it's unusual for them to be lovers after coming out of Laboratory 9. It sounds like the atmosphere between them is a bit different," the supervisor said.
"But there is no useful information at all," the supervisor continued to listen.
"Can their real-life identity information be found based on blood comparison?" Di Wenyuan asked
The supervisor shook his head. At least the system has not found a matching person now.
"Has anyone else made any progress?" Meng Qiqi said and looked at the separated screen.
The surveillance screen expanded, and several people on the screen were staying there quietly without making any noise.
"It's very quiet. Can the telepathy between them communicate through these?" Meng Qiqi looked at the screen and said
"It's impossible to communicate, but the death of the other party will be felt." Di Wenyuan said.
"They will sense it soon," the supervisor said as the mini-bomb on one of them began to turn red.
"Someone turned on the master control system of the bombs on them and all the bombs were restarted. Now we need to crack the interception as soon as possible otherwise no one will survive." The supervisor looked at the data of the micro-bombs on each person and said.
"Since the bomb can be remotely activated, it means it can be paused." Meng Qiqi looked at everyone on the screen and said.
No. 7 and No. 12 also felt that the bomb system in their bodies was starting to count down, and they no longer spoke harshly to each other.
"My bomb has been activated," Seven said.
"Mine should also be operated by the headquarters." No. 12 said in a low voice.
"We are really going to die together this time." He chuckled a few times and looked at No. 7
"You really didn't betray?" No. 7 said, watching the skin under his wrist turning red.
No. 12 raised his hand and looked at the blood stains on his fingers, then placed his other hand on his head and said, "Even if I betray you, I will take you with me. We cannot be separated as partners."
No. 7 watched the position of bomb No. 12 keep moving and said
"Why do your bombs move faster than mine."
"It's because I don't have these instruments. At least some people don't want us to die." No. 12 looked at the surveillance camera and said.
The supervisor took the personnel to the first laboratory for rescue. Meng Qiqi took Di Wenyuan to their room on the 7th
"No matter whether you can succeed or not, you have to give it a try." Meng Qiqi said.
"It's too risky, I'll accompany you" Di Wenyuan said
Meng Qiqi looked at Di Wenyuan, "I am not the emperor's general now, but of course your boyfriend will have a husband and a wife."
Meng Qiqi heard Di Wenyuan's statement and didn't bother to correct him. The flame thread in his hand entered No. 12's body.
When No. 12 saw Meng Qiqi's red hair, he knew that this was the person that Laboratory 9 had been looking for.
The red silk thread enters the body and directly wraps the exploding bomb, pulling it out of the body.
No. 12 was in such pain that he lost consciousness on the ground. The wire coiled around the bomb was continuously compressed and finally exploded with a bang.
No. 7 watched No. 12 fall to the ground and shouted in panic, "No. 12, No. 12, wake up quickly... wake up."
"What on earth are you going to do?" No. 7 was irritated by the red card as if it were a bullfight.
No. 7 looked at Meng Qiqi and shouted, "We are already dying, what else do you want to do?"
Meng Qiqi ignored the explanation and took out the treatment device and began to treat the exploded shoulder, and fed him the pills she made.
Di Wenyuan was helping on the side, and when Meng Qiqi saw that it worked, the silk thread in his hand penetrated No. 7's body through his mouth.
The hot flames burned his throat and made him unable to make a sound, and the instruments on his body began to beep and alarm.
The supervisor ran over to see the situation and looked at God Wenyuan and began to shake his head. Except for them, no one survived.
Di Wenyuan activated his authority and unlocked the instrument on No. 7, quickly distanced himself, and the silk thread penetrated his right shoulder and exploded directly.
No. 7 has lost consciousness. Di Wenyuan stepped forward to check whether his vital signs and breath were still there. He was successful.
"These two guys are also lucky. They are lucky to meet you." The supervisor said while wiping the blood on his face.
Looking at the spotless appearance of the two people, the difference is obvious.
Meng Qiqi looked at the two people who had settled down and said, "I didn't expect to save them in the end. I just don't know if my efforts were in vain."
Ti Wenyuan took Meng Qiqi's hand and said, "No, I have left a trace of supernatural power in their spiritual realm. If they want to escape, they will be mentally attacked."
"Escape, no way. They are a threat to the Ninth Laboratory if they are alive. It is still safe here. If they are not stupid, they will not escape." Meng Qiqi said while looking at Mr. Yan who was still resting in the garden.
"It looks like No. 7 is not very smart," Di Wenyuan said.
"The Emperor's general is still sarcastic. Fortunately, he was rescued in time, otherwise it would have been all in vain." Meng Qiqi looked at him with a smile.
"What do you mean?" Di Wenyuan said lightly.
Meng Qiqi raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "Do you really understand or are you pretending not to understand?"
Yan Lao felt the presence of the two of them walking in, so he closed his eyes and said, "Don't you two have somewhere else to go? I don't want to join in your fun."
"Old Yan wanted to ask you about the Ninth Laboratory, so he came to disturb you." Di Wenyuan said bluntly.
Yan Lao opened his eyes and looked at him and then closed them again, "I've been doing this for so many years and it's still useless after asking eight hundred times. I'm too lazy to go to the information room to check with my identity card. Don't delay my sleep."
"Thank you, Mr. Yan" Di Wenyuan led Meng Qiqi into the special area on the tenth floor
"There is also information about the Ninth Laboratory in the prison?" Meng Qiqi asked strangely
"Information in the prison is better. There are some old guys here who are avoiding vendetta, some are simply here to support themselves, and some are scapegoating all kinds of people. The information area is wider." Di Wenyuan showed his identity as Mr. Yan.
The card enters the information area on the tenth floor.
Meng Qiqi looked at the empty room and said, "Is there nothing?"
"Here" he took out Yan Lao's ID card and scanned it on his desk, and a screen appeared with the words "Special Information" written on it.