I am a god in script killing

Chapter 167 Doomsday Wailing (37)

What Yin Lan wanted to say got stuck in her throat. Anyway, she knew that this matter was out of order, so she was not very disappointed.

She hasn't been in contact with Bo Jun for a long time, but she can basically figure out this person's temper.

Protect your shortcomings and be cunning and calculating.

Sometimes being smart can make people feel uncomfortable.

"Understood, don't be so fierce."

Yin Lan sat on the sofa opposite Bo Jun, without taking her eyes off the girl in front of her.

She is indeed young, but this cannot dispel Yin Lan's vigilance towards her.

After all, the first side was not harmonious, but the second side came up and broke the neck of the polluted species to save her.

Yin Lan had a hunch that she would meet Bo Jun again, but she didn't expect to see blood when they met.

"You rescued me in the border area half a year ago, and I promise you will do one thing for you."

Straightening up in the snow, the fierce young man who wiped the blood from his cheek appeared again in his mind, Yin Lan narrowed his eyes slightly to dispel the memory.

She spoke forcefully, emphasizing: "Under the premise of not threatening the interests of the country and the people."

"Don't worry, I know your bottom line," Bo Juan lazily leaned back, his hand still on Bai Tuan's head, "But I hope you won't challenge my bottom line again."

"I know," Yin Lan said with a smile, "don't worry, there won't be a second time."

"En." Bo Jun put down the teacup, closed his hands, and folded them on his lower abdomen.

To be honest, even if Bo Juan is "sitting or not", his shoulders are still flat, and his demeanor is not lost at all, and he is elegant and leisurely at first glance.

Yin Lan couldn't help but wonder why a child who grew up in a research institute environment had such qualities——

This is simply impossible.

The general environment should determine everything about her. All the experiences in childhood may make her mature and change her mind, but they cannot shape her temperament.

Bo Jun is undoubtedly a person with self-cultivation and ethics.

"I want you to help me find someone."

When Bo Jun opened his mouth, she noticed Yin Lan's scrutiny and thought of the doubts she would have, but she was in no mood to pay attention to it.

Like she didn't care about the crowd around the house.

"Looking for someone?" Yin Lan raised her eyebrows, "It's not easy to find someone in this world."

Signal towers were destroyed everywhere, and the range of communication tools was extremely limited.

Pollution species are raging, and too many people die quietly.

To be realistic, the command center does not know how many people are still alive in the country.

"Don't worry, I'm not making things difficult for you." Bo Jun took out a carefully preserved photo from his pocket and handed it to Yin Lan. "The man in the photo shouldn't be hard to find, right?"

Yin Lan took the photo, and her puzzled eyes instantly locked on the photo in her hand——

A beautiful and delicate woman hugs a young man affectionately, and the two smile at the camera.

Anyone who is not blind can tell that this is a loving couple or husband and wife.

But that's not the point, the point is the man in the photo.

"Wu Yinzhi?" Yin Lan suddenly got up and looked at Bo Jun vigilantly. It was a conditioned reflex, "Chief scientist of the Institute of Virology, why do you have this photo?"

"So nervous, it seems that you are indeed looking for him," Bo Jun knew everything when he saw Yin Lan's reaction, "He has a grudge against me, and I want to avenge him."

"Just because of this?"

"Well," Bo Juncai raised his chin at the photo regardless of whether Yin Lan believed it or not, "I am a person who will take revenge, and I am very bad, and I will kill everyone who offends me."

"...He is very important to our vaccine research," Yin Lan said after a moment of silence, "Even if I have his whereabouts, I can't disclose it to you."

"Okay," Bo Juan pondered, smiling slightly, "Then let's exchange information. Do you know who the woman in the photo is?"

Hearing this, Yin Lan tightened her hand holding the photo, and asked eagerly, "Who?"

"Bo Lianlu," Bo Jun smiled, "my mother."

(End of this chapter)