The white laboratory is spotless. Two rows of transparent glass feeders, a huge square instrument.

Zhen Ai sat next to the central instrument in white clothes, and a breeding box was placed on the operating table in front of her. Inside, a little white mouse fell to the sky and fell into the blood.

She looked at the video of the mouse and held the headphone cable to record the sound:

"Hnt-dl neurotoxin, diluted 100,000 times.

On February 29, 23:30, the mouse was injected into the body. After one minute, the drug acted on the heart and lungs. The receptor was inactive, vomited, trembled, and had arrhythmia. After three minutes, the drug was in shock.

23:33, the receptor was injected with anti-hnt-dl anti-toxic serum, and the symptoms continued.

At 01:47 on March 1, the receptor regained its mobility and crawled 5 cm in the feeder box and lost its mobility again.

03:19, the receptor was shocked again and the throat was bleeding.

05:38, the receptor shows no sign of life.”

She said this, paused and said calmly, "Anti-hnt-dl's 4301st anti-toxic serum reagent failed."

Add one more sentence:

"Hnt-ls neurotoxin, injected into the receptor after a million times dilution, died instantly. The mechanism of action of the toxin has not been collected yet, so try to dilute tens of millions of times next."

Store the recording and start dissecting the mouse.

She sat silently in front of the white test bench and started working silently.

She has never been distracted by things and is extremely efficient in professional fields. In just a few hours, she recorded all important data and reconfigured anti-toxic serum. After inputting the formula ratio, the instrument began to synthesize automatically, which took more than ten hours.

It was exactly 10 o'clock when she got up and took off her white clothes, and when she walked to the coat rack to get her coat, her eyes were fixed.

Yan Su's gray scarf was quietly hung on the shelf.

She picked it up, circled around her neck, and touched it gently, and the touch was still soft and comfortable.

Thinking of standing by the roadside with the cold wind a few hours ago, he said that if she was the one who killed someone, she would definitely use an elegant and ruthless way.

She thought that this sentence was acknowledgement.

He held the scarf on his neck again, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, but he didn't smile.

My mother's teaching suddenly rang in her ears: "Don't have any expectations, expectation is the root of all misfortunes."

Finally, she took it off in circles, put it in her hand with Owen's coat, and walked out.

Outside the laboratory is a 50-meter-long airtight white corridor, spotless, without edges and corners, and it is very scary.

Zhen Ai walked to the other end, scanned the retinal scan, confirmed fingerprints, and added a 15-digit password. The elevator went up to the ground and came to an ordinary drug laboratory. Her assistant ryanparker was not here today.

After leaving the community, I saw Owen's car parked on the side of the road. She knew that Yan Su had any questions to look for her.

When he went to Yansu's house, the maid spoke in her pure Southeast Asian English on libluebar day as usual.

I went into the library but saw no one.

Looking up, there was a white furry thing on the corridor on the third floor of the wall bookshelves. Perhaps I heard the footsteps of the visitor, as if I was still moving.

Yan Su actually slept in the corridor with books covering his head.

Owen raised his head and shouted, then he sat up, rubbed his eyes unconsciously, and after a long time he got up and down the wooden spiral stairs.

Against the background of a wall of books, his white clothes and white pants looked refreshing, but his face was not very good, as if he was covered with a layer of frost, his handsome eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes were gloomy, and he could see that he was very angry to get up.

As soon as he walked down the stairs, he looked at Zhen Ai sharply, with a strong resentment: "Pour glass of water for me."

"Oh." Zhen Ai responded and turned around to look for water.

"Hey!" Owen called her and questioned Xiang Yansu, "Why tell her to pour water?"

Yan Su's light brown eyes flashed with a trace of discomfort, as if he thought his question was strange. After a while, he said carefully: "I lack water in the five elements. If I don't drink water, I will get furious."

Owen turned his head several times before he found out that he had gone around Yan Su. He didn't understand how people like Yan Su understood human words?

The point of the sentence is-

Why are you asking "her" to pour water?

Instead

Why did you ask her to pour "water"?

Why is his focus different from that of ordinary people?

When Owen was speechless, the maid had already brought three glasses of water.

Yan Su drank half a cup, pursed his lips with satisfaction, and then walked to the grand piano, and suddenly took out a white violin from the nǎ. Then, he squatted on the piano chair, and directly tweaked the strings with his hands, not knowing what he was thinking.

White clothes, white pants and white socks, like a child who doesn't want to get up, frowning his eyebrows and venting on the violin, but it's not the sound of sawing wood. It sounds nice to play it lightly.

He had just woken up, his eyes were confused, his hair was not combed, and several clusters of flying out, just like his personality, and more like a dazed big dog.

He played the violin for a while, and suddenly looked at Zhen Ai without warning: "When did your roommate like to sleep in class?"

The role and state were changed too quickly, and Zhen Ai's mind had not turned around. After thinking about it, she found that she had indeed mentioned it when she was interrogated at the police station. At that time, Jasmin did not pursue it in depth, but Yan Su remembered it.

Zhen Ai is still recalling, but Yan Su has already frowned.

He jumped off the stool unhappily, walked towards her, held her shoulders with both hands, and almost moved her to the piano stool in her slightly astonished gaze and pressed her.

Zhen Ai was pressed onto a chair.

Yan Su pointed to her right leg and ordered: "Put it on this leg."

Zhen Ai didn't understand why, and just as he was about to ask why, he saw that he closed his eyes with a bad expression, so he obediently did it.

But she just crossed her legs when he suddenly clamped his left hand into a hollow fist and knocked hard on her knees.

Bounced his right leg hard.

Zhen Ai was stunned: "What are you doing?"

"Don't you know the knee reflex?" He took a step back, widened the distance from her, and said lightly, "See, your head is obviously faster than your feet. Think with your feet in the future."

He disliked him and responded slowly...

Zhen Ai said: "It seems like it was 4 or 5 months ago, when she said she would withdraw from various clubs."

Yan Su nodded lightly.

Only then did Zhen Ai realize that he actually had an answer in his heart, but he didn't want to interfere with the testimony, so he waited for her to say it.

"You don't live in the dormitory, so you don't know her schedule and lifestyle, but you should notice that your bed and table are used to put things on, right?"

"It was also 4,5 months ago." Zhen Ai asked tentatively, "Do you already have the answer in your heart?"

Yan Su glanced at her and explained: "She has very high-end perfumes and cosmetics on her desk, and it has been 4 or 5 months since she looks at the portion. Those expensive clothes are also from October last year. By the way, do you know the specific time she joined the crypto club?"

"I don't know very well."

Yan Su did not delve into this issue and quickly asked: "A person close to her?"

"I don't know." Zhen Ai was embarrassed. She had almost no interaction with her classmates, so she changed the topic, "Do you mean an acquaintance commits the crime?"

"The murderer went to the double dormitory to kill someone. In addition to being familiar with her work and schedule, he also had to be clear about the life rules of another person in the dormitory, so he must be an acquaintance."

Before he finished speaking, the phone rang.

He answered, listened silently for a while, and said, "I'll come right away." He put down the phone, and the person who was still angry a moment ago was already energetic: "Go to see Officer Diaz."

Owen asked, "Is the autopsy result coming out?"

"Well," Yan Su's lips curled inadvertently, and a quiet light flashed in his faint pupils, "I discovered something interesting."

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Eva Diaz sat in the office, leisurely drinking yogurt and eating sandwiches while flipping through magazines, without caring about the shutters opposite the desk not being pulled up.

Opposite the glass is the anatomy room, and you can see Jiang Xin's body when you look up.

It is not difficult to imagine how strange Zhen Ai felt when she came to see this scene with Yan Su and Owen.

Irving went over and knocked on the glass on the window: "Why do you have such a good appetite for the dead?"

Eva replied casually: "It's not about S.a., that disappointed guy, why don't he have an appetite?"

Yan Su's face was still turbulent, just like he didn't hear it at all.

Eva got up, stuffed the food into the freshener box, and put it in the refrigerator.

Zhen Ai glanced at it and saw stacks of neat fresh-keeping boxes in the refrigerator, full of similar organ muscles.

The psychological quality of forensic doctors is indeed

Yan Su saw Zhen Ai’s face grey, and patted her shoulder clumsily twice to comfort her: “Humans are a creature that is very adaptable to the environment.”

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Zhen Aizhen doesn’t think this explanation can reduce the weird feeling of putting food and human organs in a refrigerator.

Eva naturally knew that Yan Su was talking about her and replied slowly: "In the land, ocean and space where humans are covered with footprints, Yan Su is undoubtedly one of the most extreme harsh environments that humans have not been able to adapt to so far."

Zhen Ai blinked her eyes and compared a person to the environment. Why did she inexplicably feel that it sounded very touching?

She thought Yan Su would say something wrong with the logic, but he asked calmly: "Have you broken up with your new boyfriend?"
To be continued...