"I've been playing for so long, but haven't I gone home yet?"

"Yeah, let's go."

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The car was played a classic old song that Zhen Ai liked when she was a child. She once thought that listening to this song, she would see the brilliant sunshine and blue sea and silver sand in California.

But at this moment, her mood was as low as she had sunk into the sea, sinking little by little, suffocating, helpless, desperate, getting farther and farther away from the sun, and the feeling of powerlessness of falling has no end.

From time to time, Bert glanced at her through the car's endoscope.

She looked sideways, so beautiful, as beautiful as in memory.

Long curly black eyelashes, clear eyes, tall and small nose, pink lips like petals, long hair flying in the wind, lifting up the fair and clear skin. This is her, this is littlec.

But she didn't look happy, silent and quiet, without any emotion.

He thought she was angry with him.

Is the little girl angry? Just coax it.

He didn't care.

The guitar music in the car is melodious and melodious, and countless police lights behind the car are flashing and sirens. On the long intercontinental highway and on the lush summer fields, it is like a twinkling river, surging and surging.

Zhen Ai looked at the rearview mirror, not watching Yan Su's fbi, but secretly protecting her.

She looked away without interest, looked at the shrubs on the field and asked, "Where is Jasmin?"

"Who?" Bert was not worried when he heard the strange name.

Her voice was even more indifferent, like listlessness, and as if she was not interested in anything: "The woman who disappeared from Hampton Manor was taken away by you, right?"

"Oh~~~" Bert remembered, sarcastic, "You said that ungrateful woman? She was lucky."

Fortunate?

Zhen Ai slowly raised her eyes: "What will happen to her?"

Bert was extremely fast and dared to turn his head to look at her. After looking at her for three seconds, he looked at her with a complaining expression of "How can you not understand me", with dissatisfaction: "Don't you know? You still have to ask me?"

Zhen Ai frowned, and just thought about it and felt uncomfortable.

"Let her go." She said calmly.

In her opinion, Jasmine had no big problem except that she was not very smart and had a illogical speech. The girl also lived inexplicably and was not treated like that. Moreover, Anne said that the fate of people in the big family was connected. She didn't want others to say when she saw Yan Su: May God bless your sister, and hope that your family would get out of the shadow as soon as possible.

Burt did not answer directly and asked, "Will you be happy if you let her go?"

Zhen Ai didn't cooperate and didn't say anything.

He shrugged: "That's all..."

"I'll be happy!" she answered quickly and against her will.

In fact, if she couldn't see Yan Su, she wouldn't care about anything, no one, who died, and whoever was alive, and she wouldn't be happy.

Thinking of Yan Su, her heart suddenly felt so painful.

What is Yan Su doing now? He must be looking for her like crazy.

The car behind chased him very tightly. Bert's car turned suddenly and rushed off the road. Zhen Ai flew up from the seat and smashed it hard, and the seat belt hurt so much.

She was in a bad mood and covered her chest and frowned deeply.

Seeing that her face was not good, Bert's dark eyes became deeper, and impatient flashed. He looked at the rearview mirror and said to himself: "These people deserve to die." He smashed his palm at a button.

The spacious and multi-functional car whirred, and the roof of the car emitted a sizzling machine sound. Zhen Ai looked up and saw that it was a shotgun! This pop-up could blow up a car.

Zhen Ai stopped him: "Bert, don't kill anyone!"

She called his name for the first time for so long. Burt paused for several seconds, his face looked a little strange. After a long time of silence, he said with a slight silence: "Okay~~~

I promised you, of course I won’t kill anyone!”

K behind the car immediately held his gun, opened the small window, and aimed at the back.

If he doesn't kill, he can ask others to kill him.

"You are so trustworthy!" Zhen Ai held his forehead speechlessly. Seeing that K was about to shoot, he scolded him, "You dare!" K's face was tame, and there was no movement.

Zhen Ai glared at Bert: "I said, don't kill them!"

Bott nodded and slowly agreed: "Okay. Then we are killed." His tone was the same as the boy who loved to fight with her at all times.

Zhen Ai's expressionless face: "They won't kill me."

When Burt heard this, his face turned gray and he felt a little ridiculed: "But they will kill me! Oh, littlec, you really don't feel sorry for me."

Zhen Ai pursed her lips and pursed her lips: "... They won't kill you, either."

"Yes, they will capture me alive." Burt's eyes flashed, and he curled the corners of his lips, as if he was angry and funny, "Do you bear it if I was caught by them? What should I do if they abuse me?"

The car group was chasing wildly in the field. He quickly controlled the car with hundreds of yards per hour, but he was calm and joked with her in a chatting tone.

Zhen Ai was so angry that he was inexplicably provoked by him. Leng Bangbang said: "Not everyone is like you a sadist!"

When Bert heard the words, his handsome face, who was always leisurely, actually smiled happily, and was very proud: "Is that so? Do you really think so?" It seemed that he was very unique and special.

Zhen Ai leaned into the seat and almost scolded him: "I didn't praise you!"

K held the gun and his spine was numb. I haven't seen Miss C for a long time, and I haven't seen anyone dared to talk to Mr. B like this.

Zhen Ai's heart was covered with haze, turned her head to look at the vast field, pursed her lips, and said nothing for a long time.

She didn't know what she was in now, and she didn't want to go back with him. But she didn't want Bert to die, but maybe he could be captured by Cia. Speaking of which, Bert is a biomedical genius like her. Will they catch him and let him do research?

She had a silence, and this idea was so boring.

She didn't know how to escape, and her only hope was the police chasing her.

Bert was very smart and knew that if she was caught in another place, she would definitely escape and would definitely resist to death.

But that was grandma's manor. If she didn't follow him quietly, he would kill everyone there without blinking, Yan Su's family.

Yan Shu

Bert has not mentioned him yet, but this has made Zhen Ai more and more uneasy. She vaguely felt that Bert seemed to have prepared everything and wrote the ending for Yan Su, so he was calm, casual and casual, without mentioning anything related to Yan Su.

But even though he looked so relaxed and occasionally laughed, Zhen Ai was too familiar with him and could tell at a glance that he was actually holding back his anger, very strong.

He is different from Arthur. Arthur will not speak when he is angry. Zhen Ai will coax him occasionally, and he will be fine with just one word. Most of the time, Zhen Ai is too slow and does not know that he is angry, so he will calm down and come to her to find her;

When Bot was angry, he would act particularly relaxed and never mention anything that made him angry. When Zhen Ai was not paying attention, she would bite her hard, so that she would always remember when he was angry.

Zhen Ai was nervous and felt like she was waiting for something destined to be a sad ending.

Bert pulled a thick quilt from somewhere and wrapped her around. Then the car body swayed suddenly. Zhen Ai came back to her senses from her thoughts, banging around, but hitting into the soft quilt. She was stunned, and it turned out that the car rushed onto the road again.

There were office workers gradually gathering on the road, and he was using civilians as cover.

Zhen Ai looked at him in surprise. Sure enough, his side face became quiet and his eyes were dark.

The policeman's long-term chore made him gradually lose patience, but he was worried about her emotions and did not want to shoot.

In the sparse traffic at work in the morning, his car was like a flexible fish, overtaking, grabbing the road, avoiding, and ease. Wherever he passed, the vehicle could not avoid the brakes and hit them together. The police car behind him was too fast, some avoiding the brakes, some rolling down the road, and some hitting triple jumps on the ground.

Zhen Ai grabbed the handrail and was slammed in the quilt, dizzy.

The scene in the rearview mirror made her frightened. Her car was slipping fast, but the traffic behind it completely collapsed and was in a mess.

He turned his eyes and looked at her complacently: "You can't blame me, right?"

"..." Zhen Ai was upset and too lazy to pay attention to him. After half a second, she looked at the people behind her and said, "You don't need to do this. They want to protect me."

"They want to use you." He said a ruthless and domineering tone. After saying that, he sighed, "Silly!"

Zhen Ai's face froze for a second, and it was fleeting. She subconsciously pursed her lips and stopped talking.

The sunlight sprinkled in from the glass, dyeing the broken hair on his forehead with a warm halo, reflected in his ink-colored eyes, as bright as a black pearl at the bottom of the water.

"Go home with me. They won't protect you, we will, and only we have the ability to protect you."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of softness flashed across his clear-cut side face, and a little displeasure, "You are so smart, don't you understand what their protection means? They are interested in the powers in your head that can destroy the world."

"What they protect is not you, but your ability. Because you can create viruses and antidotes that will cause organisms to die instantly on a large scale; you know cloning technology; you will create medicines that change the human body's biological energy; you will create animal medicines and superpowers, which will give people the same abilities or superpowers as animals. They know very well that just a very subtle one of them, selling them to terrorist organizations or other government research institutions is a lot of real money. If you hold it in your hands, it will also rise to a strategic level. This is your value of use."

Bert's eyes were dark, and there was a faint anger on his tight face. It was worthless for her, and it was angering them to treat him like littlec. "And you are different from the scientists who are secretly studying these things. To them, you are always an alien, an evil party, and not trustworthy. When you lose your value, they will immediately stand on the justice side and kill you."

Zhen Ai looked indifferent and unmoved: "I have the ability to make myself worthwhile forever. It doesn't matter, everyone should take what they need." Moreover, such dangerous power cannot be only owned by one party. There must be constraints and balance.

She suddenly remembered the little fish raised by Yan Su, the same name as Einstein. A Su liked it very much!

Burt bit his jaw, clenched the steering wheel with both hands, and veins stretched out on the back of his hands: "You don't want to go home so much? There, you have everything. If you don't like it, you won't have to go to the lab again in your life, I'll take care of it."

"Freedom." Zhen Ai looked at the wind outside the window, "I just want freedom."

"You can have it. A said you won't be locked up in the future, and you can go to the world all over the world." He said, sarcastically, "Have they given you freedom?"

Zhen Ai is not a fool. She knows that she is actually imprisoned by Cia in disguise. But when she meets Yan Su, she feels free every moment she is with him even when she is bound in her arms.

The body is, the heart is even more so.

She took a breath gently and closed her eyes slightly. A scene that she would never forget suddenly appeared in front of her. In the quiet and dazzling distant place, she sat in his arms, embracing him, her body embracing his hardness, contracting and trembling uncontrollably. She raised her head tremblingly, staring at the vast starry sky with dissipation. He held her body tightly, kissed her heart, and whispered like a bewitching: "ai, you are free."
To be continued...