Although the photos are not taken in kind, and the angle is a bit awkward, you can still see the general situation of the characters inside.

That Qin Wan who had been bedridden for more than ten years, the patriarch of the Qin family, was lying in a coffin at this moment. His face was still eighteen or nineteen years old, but he was already in a dead state.

The leading elder recalled the scenes of reporting things through the door every time in these years, but it was as if he had never seen Qin Wan again.

"Hurry up... call someone to check, is the owner still in the room?!" His trembling voice seemed to be shattered at any moment in this stormy night.

If this photo is real, and Qin Wan hasn't woken up for so many years, then the loyalty shown by Qin Yu's family is just a grand show and a joke.

If all this is true...

The elder didn't dare to think about it any further, Liushen Wuzhu subconsciously looked up at the door, wanting to ask the girl what she wanted to do next, but unfortunately all he was left with was an indifferent and determined back.

The lights in the room projected out, and in the shadows in front of the door, he vaguely saw a tall figure passing by, and disappeared out of the silent corridor together with the girl.

"After comparing the location of the photo you sent, it is confirmed that it is near the private hall. The warehouse behind is surrounded by the Qin family. It looks like an experimental base."

On a rainy night, the car was driving fast on the streets of Sin City, and the rain covered the colorful neon lights and all the bustle and bustle.

Qin Qing was sitting in the co-pilot seat, listening to Nanxu's report in the earphone, and unconsciously fiddled with the beads on her wrist with her fingers. This was her habitual action when she was anxious.

Until a wide hand grasped her wrist, completely wrapping her cold fingers inside.

"I have a bad premonition." Qin Qing withdrew her thoughts, staring directly at the rain curtain outside the window and said softly.

The man in the car stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, and upon hearing this, his tightly pursed thin lips drew a sharp arc, and then said in a deep voice, "You want to say that Qin Yu may be a participant in the creation of the virus."

"...Mmm." Qin Qing was silent for a while, and then responded in a low voice from her throat.

In fact, this information was revealed when the other party disclosed the actual transaction content with the Feng family, but at that time they were all impacted by a large amount of information, and they didn't care to think about it so much.

"Highly intelligent criminals are often complacent about their own works and achievements. She takes good care of your mother's coffin and appearance. It can be seen that she loves your mother's coffin and appearance very well. This is a sign of self-satisfaction. She should not study psychology, but chemistry or Clinical medicine." Feng Yan could see so many problems just from the coffin just now, he didn't say that he just didn't want to touch the girl's wound.

"If your inference is correct..." Qin Qing felt hesitant for the first time. At this critical moment of the war, he was not sure.

Although Qin Yu is conceited and proud, her high IQ and academic excellence are definitely not fake. If everything is in line with their guess, this battle will be an extremely difficult battle.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Feng Yan held her hand tightly, as if he wanted to pass on his firm strength to her. As a warrior, his brave and fearless spirit was stronger than most.

Qin Qing knew that they had no way out.

The location of Qin Yu's private club is a bit remote. On the edge of the Gobi, there is a small building standing alone, which looks more like a private villa.

When they arrived, there was still a car parked in the yard, and the heat from the exhaust pipe was still coming out, which proved that the car had just been turned off.

Feng Yan got out of the car and walked in only to find that the door of the courtyard was not closed. It seemed that the owner had forgotten in a hurry when he came back, and he seemed to be waiting for the coming guests.

"Let's go." Feng Yan pushed the door open with a squeak, holding a black umbrella in one hand and holding the girl's hand in the other, they stepped into the garden path in the front yard together.

Crackling on the umbrella surface and on the cobblestone path, there seems to be only one sound left between the sky and the earth. But Feng Yan and Qin Qing walked very carefully, because they had already smelled the faint chill in the rain.

Just as he was about to step into the middle of a section of flowers, Feng Yan suddenly stopped Qin Qing's footsteps.

"Two o'clock direction." The sound of rain interfered with Qin Qing's hearing, but she still understood the man's meaning in an instant, and the blade in her hand shook slightly, shooting into the front side like a leaf.

"Ow!" There was a strange cry from the flowers, which seemed human but not human.

And this cry seemed to be the clarion call to war, and countless shadows jumped out of the flowers in an instant.

Feng Yan was the first to shake off the umbrella in his hand. The umbrella unscrewed and hovered in the air for a week, and the sharp ribs of the umbrella pierced into the eyes of the rushing crowd.

"Ah!" Blood splattered, and wailing resounded throughout the sky.

However, in the next second, those injured people still rushed forward desperately. From a very close distance, Feng Yan could clearly see their pale and thin faces, as well as the crazy-growing pustules on their arms and necks.

"Be careful, these are all experimental products." Feng Yan quickly shielded the girl behind him, seeing that the umbrella ribs that had just been stained with blood had turned black, and the brows that were wet by the rain gradually tightened, "They and Symptoms are the same as the magicians describe, weight loss, loss of mind, blood containing infectious virus, can't be touched by them."

Back then, magicians were lucky enough to pass through the dangerous period. Except that their fertility and body shape were affected, they were basically the same as ordinary people. But most of the death pits he climbed out of were the test subjects who had failed the experiments before him, were covered in viruses, and could only die like mad dogs.

It seems that Qin Yu has been hiding here for so many years and has been researching the virus gene.

Kicking away a man who jumped forward with a bang, Qin Qing wiped the sweat off his face, pulled out the guide stick from his waist, and with a light movement of his fingertips, he saw the stick melt into pieces with iron. A chain of whips connected in series.

"This is a new product Qi Shan gave me. I haven't used it yet. Why don't we compare it?" Qin Qing is the kind of person who will let go of it once she puts it into it. She is standing in the rain and she is completely soaked. Zhang Yang's smiling appearance is completely different from usual.

Feng Yan doesn't like any kind of competition, except with girls.

Baidu said that the occasional competition between couples does not care about winning or losing, but a kind of fun.

"Okay." He responded, feeling that he had no chance of winning in poker, and he would definitely not lose in terms of skill, so he took the initiative to raise the bet, "If I win, you have to promise me the conditions from last time."

Qin Qing did not forget the conditions from last time.

It was Major General Feng's proposal.

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