Make man

' added chromatically.Chen Ou smiled bitterly, and said: "I'm sorry for causing trouble to your work. It would be nice if I calmed down more at that time."

No, I can't calm down.Wagundi's body fell to the ground, and the laboratory echoed with the gasps and groans of two men and two women having sex.I can't calm down.Thinking of how this beast is in the mood to watch my son's obscene video while working late at night, I can't wait to shoot his dead body twice more.

Chen Ou took a deep breath.

"I'm very, very sorry."

Officer Jones ignored Chen Ou's obvious ups and downs and continued to question.

"Have you ever had a disagreement with Professor Waganti? Disputes leading to quarrels or even discord?"

Come on, they move so fast.Chen Ou thought.He didn't realize he frowned and squinted a little, and Officer Jones noticed and thought, ah, he has something about Wagundy, and he's trying to figure out how to word it.

"Professor Waganti has always been the professor's research partner, but later they parted ways due to academic differences." He did not explain who the "professor" was. Sure enough, Officer Jones did not show a confused expression. Obviously, she had done basic research. homework.

"In the year of my master's degree, I was an intern in Professor Waganti's laboratory. Because the graduation thesis requires experimental verification, and only his laboratory has these devices."

Officer Jones asked, "Didn't the professor object at that time?" As far as she knew, researchers took academic differences very seriously.Many great scientists, because of a little difference that ordinary people can't comprehend at all, have a life-long enmity with colleagues whose intelligence is comparable to their own.Let her say that science and scientists are just another form of cult and fanaticism.

This is a detail that only women can notice.Chen Ou shook his head slowly.Back then, he was young and energetic, relying on the professor's love and feeling that academic research was justified, so he went there openly.Now that I think about it, if Wagender and the professor were at odds, he would be happy to accept the professor's adopted son into his laboratory to slap the professor in the face.

Chen Ou said: "You are right. If only I were as careful as you back then... Anyway, one night, I entered the laboratory as usual, but found that there was more than one person in the laboratory."

Officer Jones asked, "Was Professor Wagender always the only one in his laboratory?"

Chen Ou said: "No, but he is used to working late at night. I can't interfere with other research progress when doing experiments, so I have to do it late at night. Others are not obsessed with work like Professor Wagender, and they don't have the pressure of papers like me, so They left after work." He explained a few sentences, and continued: "Professor Wagendi's wife, a lady who is usually graceful and decent, fought with Wagendi like crazy that night."

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"Devil! You put the devil's seed into my body!" Mrs. Wagundi yelled, her eyes were bloodshot, she raised her chair and threw it at Wagundi.

"Leina, listen to me! The child is our painstaking effort... Let's have a good talk!" Wagendi dodged in embarrassment.

"I will not talk to you again, you devil, you will never see the child again, I killed him, yes, I killed him..."

"You didn't kill him...you didn't dare...where did you get him...you lunatic...that's your own son..."

Fire, a big fire.Chen Ou stood at the door of the laboratory, his feet seemed to have taken root, unable to move.Ever since he heard that his parents had both died in the laboratory fire, he had never seen an open flame again.

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"Mrs. Wagender died in a laboratory fire that night. The fire originated from a combustion bottle she brought." Chen Ou said.

"How's the relationship between the Wagenders?" Officer Jones asked.

Chen Ou shook his head and said: "I went to university at the age of 15, and I was only 19 when Mrs. Wagundy had an accident. The professor was very strict with my studies and asked me to get a master's degree at the age of 19, so I didn't even have time to fall in love. No, where is the time to care about the elders' housework?" He paused for a moment, then hesitated and said, "However, I heard that Mrs. Wagender seems to be suffering from depression."

"There is no gentleman in this world who doesn't like gossip." Officer Jones slandered, showing an interested smile.Chen Ou continued: "It is said that Mrs. Wagender suffered from postpartum depression and has not recovered. Her son was brought by Professor Wagender in the laboratory. He is a very cute little boy who learned to speak very early. I do During the experiment, he sat in the baby chair and watched quietly, neither crying nor fussing."

"Where did the kid go?" Officer Jones asked.

Chen Ou said: "I haven't found it again. It is said that Mrs. Wagender had a depression attack and abducted the child out of the laboratory. Professor Wagender searched everywhere, and he lost about 20 pounds during that time. I met him once and advised him When I tried to open it up, he snarled at me like a beast."

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"You don't understand! You don't understand what she ruined! Life, hope...you don't understand!" Wagundi's eyes flashed with a beast-like cold light and frightening madness.

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"That night, Wagundy lost his wife, lost his son, lost his research, even lost his lab," Constable Jones concluded.

This is God's punishment for trespassing on his reserved territory, she thought with her lips pursed, a little guilty, aware that her work should not presuppose positions, especially due to differences of belief.

Chen Ou said: "Yes, that night, Wagendi's laboratory was closed. He tried to break in many times to get back the research materials, and once he injured the security guard. The security guard sued him, and he was locked up in the detention center. He was released on bail soon, but was forced to receive psychological counseling arranged by the police twice a week."

Officer Jones said: "We have checked the information, and he has never been there once."

Chen Ou said: "So he was rejected by the research institute. No laboratory is willing to accept researchers who are mentally unstable. He was hit hard. He once left the small town for a while and went to the south. He came back a year ago with psychological A doctor's 'mental health' diagnosis and a large sum of money to rebuild his own genetic research laboratory."

Officer Jones said, "What's your personal opinion of Professor Wagender?"

Chen Ou pursed his lips tightly, remembering the obscene videos played in a loop on the workbench.

"I think he tends to ignore other people's emotions. I would never introduce him to my family."

Police officer Jones watched his words and expressions, stood up and said goodbye with satisfaction, and apologized to Chen Ou, asking him to forgive his blunt attitude in business affairs.Of course Chen Ou didn't mind, he sent her out the door and watched her drive away.

Officer Jones returned to the police station and drew a big exclamation mark under Chen Ou's name on the notebook, which indicated that Chen Ou had risen to an important suspect in her mind.

The author has something to say: Sorry, I have thought of various ways to separate memories from reality, but now that JJ has banned the html code in the text, I cannot display the transition between reality and memories through font changes.When I have time, I will separate them with different marker symbols.

☆, memory

Chen Ou drove home.The memory card containing the obscene video was placed in the breast pocket of Chen Ou's shirt, burning like charcoal, making him restless.He turned on the music in the car, and the aria of "The Evening Wind Blows the Woods Gently" in "The Wedding of Figaro" gradually sounded, and the gorgeous and clear soprano filled the interior of the car like a rich fragrance.Slowly, he calmed down and remembered that he and his adopted son Niss met for the first time in a flowery May. He and the professor were about to move to a new home that was twice as large as the living area. Everything was so beautiful.

***

"Where did the child come from?"

"The boat we went out to collect experimental water samples passed the small island and saw him playing with a group of dolphins. It was an uninhabited island. Chen, you have to tell the professor, tell the professor..."

"The professor took medicine and fell asleep, but he hasn't woken up yet. Can't we hand him over to the police and search for his parents and family members in the missing persons database?"

"We have already called the police, but looking at the child's condition, I'm afraid something will happen if we can't wait for the police to arrive..."

"Two years ago, a fire broke out in Wagendi's laboratory and lost a life. It has been locked up by the police until now. If there is another accident in our laboratory, the institute will have to close down. Chen, you have to find a way..."

A five or six-year-old child was covered under a strong fishing net. The four corners of the fishing net were pressed under several heavy wooden barrels and iron blocks. Even a hundred-jin big fish could not escape this arrangement.The child was naked, with protruding shoulder blades, and the shape of the ribs on both sides of the chest could almost be seen. Water plants were curled in the hair, and there were bloodstains from fishing nets on the arms and calves.But he didn't seem to feel the pain, and kept tearing at the fishing net, looking at the people around him with hatred, and let out a hoarse growl.

Several researchers gathered around the fishing net, looking at each other in blank dismay, feeling worried.

This year, Dr. Chen Ou graduated and just entered the research institute, becoming an assistant researcher with the lowest academic level without any position.But no one dared to underestimate him, not only because he is the adopted son of the professor who is the sole funder and actual controller of the institute, but also because he has published several heavyweight papers.In terms of academic contributions from published papers, Chen Ou's academic ranking in the Institute is no less than that of some senior researchers.

"For such a big child, no matter how good his physical fitness is, he will definitely hurt himself if he keeps making trouble like this. What's more, he has been making trouble for almost 16 hours since he was caught online, and he hasn't eaten or drank. This is not acceptable." A seasoned researcher looked wistfully at the struggling children in the fishing nets.

Chen Ou felt uncomfortable for a while.Always walking on the edge of technology and ethics, people who study genetic science are inherently sensitive to people's natural and social rights.It was impossible for him to watch a five-year-old child die of terror in front of his eyes.

He stood up.

"Let go of the fishing net."

The workers who received clear instructions shrugged their shoulders, and several of them worked together to remove the wooden barrel in one corner.Chen Ou took a step forward and looked down.

The child seemed to be not low in intelligence. When he saw the worker moving the barrel, he stopped struggling and stared at the worker's actions.When the fishing net loosened, the child flipped over the fishing net and rushed out.Chen Ou hugged him by the waist.

At this time, Chen Ou's phone rang, and it was the professor calling.Chen Ou held the child in one hand, and connected the phone with the other.

"Have you forgotten what day it is, my child?"

"I remember it very clearly, dear professor. I have loaded your things into the car, and I will pick you up soon, and we will move to our new home together."

"Then what's delayed you? By the way, do you have a dog over there? I heard the sound of whistling."

"It's a long story, professor. If you have time, please come to the research institute first, and I will send someone to pick you up."

"I've got plenty of time, kid, but I want to get an idea of ​​what's going on. Can you give a verbal overview?"

"No, because... my arm hurts a lot."

The child's sharp teeth bit Chen Ou's arm fiercely, and his white shirt showed a few blood-red marks.Chen Ou held the child tightly to prevent him from escaping, and walked all the way into the laboratory building.

Doris, the project secretary, followed in a swaying manner.

"He was fished out of the sea, probably with germs, you have to change the dressing," she commented.

Doris is three years older than Chen Ou. She just broke up with her boyfriend and has a sexy and provocative figure.She has been trying to lure Chen Ou to pursue her.

"Who has milk?" Chen Ou asked the laboratory colleagues who followed.He didn't know anything about children this age, and common sense told him that it was always right to drink milk, whether it was a human baby or a young animal.

Colleagues shook their heads.

"Chen Ou, this is the world's top genetic science laboratory, cultivating various animal embryos and plant strains. No one can bring food in to contaminate the samples. This is the rule set by the professor. Anyone who violates it will have to leave the bag. , without exception."

"Please, this isn't a kitten or puppy, this is a real human boy, and he's dying!"

The biological culture incubator purchased for tens of thousands of dollars is very different from the microwave ovens worth tens of dollars in the cafeteria. It can ensure uniform heating from all angles, 100% evenly, no matter what is put in is strains, milk, or bread.Chen Ou secretly used it to heat food for the first time, and fell in love with the baked toast at first sight, feeling that the sandwiches he had spent in the first half of his life were all for nothing.He believes that this secret is by no means exclusive to him.

Colleagues looked at each other in blank dismay, and the researchers who had children first softened their hearts.

"Speaking of which, I seem to have left a carton of milk this morning..."

"I seem to have a box of freshly squeezed juice..."

"I brought a bag of bread slices for sandwiches..."

Someone took the lead, and soon a pile of food gathered on the table in front of Chen Ou.This is the world's top genetic laboratory, not a picnic park.Chen Ou thought weakly.

The milk is quickly heated to a suitable temperature for drinking.Chen Ou signaled his colleague to pour it into a shallow cup, ready to forcibly pour it into the kicking and biting child in his arms.He once fed the newborn kittens and puppies in the laboratory in this way, and they were all healthy and lived to the lifespan allowed by the laboratory.But out of caution, he still asked his colleagues to pour the milk into several cups.

This precaution proved to be far from superfluous.Because of ignoring the difference in strength between five-year-old human children and cats and dogs, the first cup was knocked over by the child, and the milk splashed on Chen Ou's trousers with white stains.On the second cup, Chen Ou put in a little more effort, and the milk was poured into a third, but the child coughed violently, and his face turned red from holding back.

"Are you going to make a 'choked human child' specimen?" a voice asked.

The researchers who were watching the excitement separated from each other, revealing a wheelchair approaching slowly, like a thunderbolt splitting the clouds.A serious old man in a wheelchair stared at Chen Ou.

"He's so violent, I can hardly hold him down." Chen Ou's chest was pushed hard by the child just now, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

The old man reached out to greet a researcher and gave some instructions.The researcher quickly went back and forth, and handed something to the old man.

"What?" Chen Ou said out of breath, when the third cup was also overturned by the child. "You have to stay away, professor, this kid jumps more vigorously than a big fish weighing dozens of catties."

Then the child softened, paralyzed in Chen Ou's arms like a dead fish, only his chest heaved slightly.

"Ah...you...but this is not..." Chen Ou gaped, watching the old man throw the sedative syringe into the trash can.

"An appropriate dose of sedative will not do him any harm. If the trouble continues, he will toss himself to death. In addition, he needs to be tested for the whole body, disinfected, and dewormed. Your wound should be treated as soon as possible." The old man said, watching The blood on the sleeve of Chen Ou's shirt, "This is not an ordinary abandoned baby. According to the descriptions of the sailors, this is a child raised by dolphins, similar to the 'wolf child' found before. This type of child missed the most precious period of development. It is no longer acceptable to live in human society. Don't treat him as a human being like you and me."

☆、Chapter 6

The starry sky in May is eternal, and the fragrance of flowers in May is still there.And the 11 years, just like the scenery on both sides of the car window, retreated like flowing water to the untouchable past.Chen Ou sighed slightly, and parked his beloved car in front of the door that had never been replaced in 11 years.A shambling golden retriever leaped out of the passenger seat, slid into the fence with ease, pressed its front paws on the lock, and opened the gate for him.

A thin layer of pink and white sheepshoe petals fell on the lawn.Two intelligent watering machines sprinkle water evenly in the surrounding 360-degree space without complaint, creating a narrow rainbow rainbow on the grass under the sun.The golden retriever lay on the grass, enjoying the quiet afternoon sun.Chen Ou first went to his bedroom to change clothes, then went to the professor's bedroom and knocked on the door to enter.

"Why should I forsake the path of others

"In order to find the barren mountain paths

"Across snow and rocks..."

Like every afternoon, the professor always closed his eyes and admired his favorite Schubert in the wheelchair.This year, the professor is 76 years old. Chen Ou often wonders if he has seen him when he was young, but he can't find anything in his memory.Compared with 11 years ago, the professor has hardly changed: his temples are gray, his face is pale, quiet, and lazy.He has never married, has no relatives or close friends, lives in seclusion, and devotes all his efforts to cultivating Chen Ou, treating him as a blood descendant and academic heir.Chen Ou worshiped him wholeheartedly.

During Chen Ou's growth, the professor was both a strict father and a loving mother, a mentor who enlightened and educated him, and a partner who messed around with him.When he was a child, the model airplane taught by the professor was always the highest flying among his friends; in the middle school graduation prom, his elegant dance steps and elegant posture made all the girls in the grade crazy. The professor invited the national dance champion to train him specially.He and the professor talked about everything, the first love letter, the first fight, the first gambling after cheating the casino security, buying alcohol after making fake documents with his buddies, the first wet dream, the first A sexual dream, the first masturbation, the first time watching an adult video.There are no secrets, no restricted areas between him and the professor.

"Not to keep me from the world for having sinned;

"Just for a foolish wish, drifting in the wilderness."

Chen Ou opened the dark green floor-to-ceiling curtains, allowing strong sunlight to shine into the spacious bedroom and shine on the professor's face, forcing him to open his eyes.The professor grumbled: "I must quit Martin, he must remember who paid his salary."

"He knows who is in charge at home." Chen Ou replied, and went into the bathroom to fill the bathtub.Six years ago, the professor fell in the shower and was found face down on the bathroom floor by the housekeeper Martin with a bruise on his face.Chen Ou was attending an academic conference on the other side of the ocean and flew back overnight.Fortunately, nothing serious happened.Since then, Chen Ou came to bathe the professor every day, no matter how serious the professor himself protested.

"You haven't slept all night?" The professor opened his eyes, looked at Chen Ou carefully, and found that his eyelids could hardly be opened.

"Don't try to divert attention, you have to take a shower first - Martin said that you spent a long time in the library today and didn't take medicine. You have to think of a good excuse later." Chen Ou rolled up his sleeves and tried with his forearm After testing the water temperature, it felt right, so he pushed the professor to the door of the bathroom.

"I can do it myself." The professor said earnestly, standing up from the wheelchair with difficulty, his legs trembling.He was seriously injured in the fire that caused Chen Ou to lose his parents.Despite decades of rehab as prescribed by doctors, his legs never recovered enough to walk freely.

"No, I decided to take revenge for me when I was a child. How many times have you seen me sitting in the bathtub without a piece of hair?" Chen Ou said calmly, undressing the professor.

"You ungrateful bastard," the professor scolded, with a smile on his face. "Speaking of which, what happened last night?"

Chen Ou sighed.In the early morning of this day, after calling the police, he left a message to the professor's mailbox saying that there was a little trouble and that he needed to cooperate with the police station and could not go home for the time being.The professor has not yet heard the news of Wagundi's death.

No one knew that the unknown Wagender was actually from the same school as the professor, only five years younger than him.The professor doesn't like to mention the past. From the gossip of other people in the institute, Chen Ou learned that Wagendi was also a talented genetic scientist with a bright future, and later fell in love. The woman is a descendant of the Louis family.The parents of the other party were very optimistic about Wagendi's talent and asked him to leave the academic world and enter the business world to serve his family.

For love, Wagundi left the research institute where he worked and joined the Lewis Group as the vice president and director of research and development of a pharmaceutical company.Ten years later, the company had a gene drug for the treatment of myocarditis and a scandal of fabricating clinical trial data broke out. Wagendi was forced to resign, took his wife to the small town, and accepted the post of laboratory research director offered by the professor.

I don't know if it's because of wasting ten years of time, Wagundi is extremely radical on the road of genetic research, and keeps throwing out all kinds of outrageous and bold ideas.Protesting religious organizations and social groups often gather at the door of his laboratory.Later, Wagundi found a research fund from nowhere, and he left the professor's research institute to conduct independent research, and the two fell into a stalemate.

Chen Ou guessed that the professor would probably be sad when he learned of Waganti's death.After all, people who are a few years younger than me actually walk ahead of him, and he can't help feeling that fate is impermanent.

Schubert is still playing in the house:

"I have seen a signpost set before me forever;

I'm going down that road, no one can ever return. "

Chen Ou took a deep breath and took out the memory card from his pocket.

"Wagendi lured Nice to recruit prostitutes, and privately shot obscene videos. When I went to his office, I only saw his dead body, and the obscene videos played on the spot were about to end. I took the video files and deleted the playback records."

"Wagendi is not a person who will take his mind off his research. Why do you pay so much attention to Nice?" The professor looked at Chen Ou, as if he was testing him or asking a simple question.

Chen Ou shook his head slowly, wondering if it had something to do with Nice's experience of being raised by dolphins.

***

Officer Jones listed Chen Ou's doubts in his notebook.

First, the Institute has only two laboratories, one for Chen Ou and the other for the deceased.After Wagundi's death, all research resources belonged to him.

Second, Chen Ou's fingerprints were on the deceased's computer and workbench.

Third, the deceased was very close to Chen Ou's adopted son Nisi, which caused criticism.

The last one was investigated by Officer Jones.During the few hours when Chen Ou left the police station to talk with Maer, Officer Jones was not idle at all, and asked relevant witnesses successively.A testimony showed that Wagendi frequently gave Nice gifts and often drove and waited on the only way for his children to leave school.

"If he had been so enthusiastic about his wife back then, she would not have fallen into depression and died in the conflict." Police Officer Jones said to himself.

Another testimonial showed that Chen Ou was very annoyed because of Wagendi's gift. He had many heated quarrels with the deceased. Once there was almost a physical conflict, and the security guard called the police.Chen Ou asked the police to prohibit Wagendi from approaching his adopted son.Later, because Wagundi apologized, the police let it go.

Police Officer Jones has dealt with many teenage sexual assault cases, and understands how vigilant parents are when strangers show affection for no apparent reason, which gives Chen Ou the motive to kill.

She clicked on another video surveillance file, from a police surveillance of a local nightclub.This nightclub often has large-scale performances, and there are countless sex transactions in private.On the screen, Wagendi, who pulled down the brim of his hat, walked into the gate with his arms around the shoulders of a tall man.Although he was only facing the surveillance from the side, he could still clearly recognize the tall man's youthful face.

Nice, the adopted son of Chen Ou, is 16 years old this year, has just come of age, and is not yet legally allowed to recruit prostitutes.Officer Jones thought angrily, these bloody genetic researchers!They despise natural laws and ethics in science, and ignore legal norms in society.

The deceased Wagendi, 71 years old, single, was a frequent visitor to this nightclub, had no dangerous sexual fetishes, and tipped generously.Constable Jones couldn't blame the nightclub doorman, who wouldn't give him a hard time when a guest like Wagundy occasionally brought in a young companion.

She clicked on another file.The lower right corner of the screen shows that more than two hours have passed since they entered the door.Wagendi and Nice walked out of the gate one after the other.Ness was clearly drunk and staggering, but it could also be because of two voluptuous women and a giggling man hanging from his body.Wagendi walked ahead alone, showing no concern for his companion's monopolistic behavior, turning around from time to time and joking with Nice and the other four.

Officer Jones closes the file.

If the murderer was Chen Ou, I wouldn't be surprised at all.If anyone dares to lure my relatives to such a place, I will kill him.

***

"I don't know why, but I think Officer Jones doesn't like me. She is a police officer and she should maintain a fair and objective attitude in the investigation. This kind of reaction is almost dereliction of duty." Chen Ou said to the professor.

The professor helped Chen Ou stand up, took a big bath towel, and wrapped it around his body.

"It's not surprising. Officer Jones' sister died in a drug accident. That drug was developed by Wagender when he was at the Lewis Group. Because he was eager to market, he fabricated part of the clinical trial data. As a result, Officer Jones' sister unfortunately failed to take the drug. One of those who had a strong allergic reaction. Also, her genetic testing revealed that she was emotional and impulsive due to genetic and constitutional reasons, making her unsuitable for higher-level police work, so she was not promoted for many years. Instead it was me , I'd also have an aversion to genetic research."

At this time, music came from the living room downstairs.The professor felt Chen Ou's arm muscles tense.

"Nice is here," Chen Ou said gloomily, "I really don't want to see him."

Nice sat in the living room of Chen Ou and the professor's apartment, looking around.There was a new black stone sculpture on the mantelpiece.A woman dressed in an obvious ancient Greek style had her upper body on her upper body, holding a bronze short sword against her chest, and the tip of the blade pierced into the flesh.She looked up into the void above, her beautiful face mournful and hopeless.Full chest, ferocious weapon, young life, unwilling death, the sharp contrast is impressive.

"Lucretia committing suicide".replica.Nice thought.Chen Ou and he mentioned this birthday gift customized for the professor.

He looked at the stone carving again.

It's not the usual living room decoration, and while it has a quirky charm that firmly grabs the visitor's eye, it does nothing to create a warm and welcoming atmosphere.At least Nice feels uncomfortable right now.

He didn't want to admit that the bust of the statue reminded him of that decadent night.For the first time, he knew what was going on between men and women, and for the first time he understood why the impulse in his heart started and where it went...

Nice looked away in a panic, and sloppily looked at the other decorations in the living room.A mahogany couch is added in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, on which are randomly placed several thick brocade cushions and a white paper book.The professor's old habit of recording random thoughts has not changed.The tea pot on the coffee table was replaced with a black porcelain one, engraved with a silhouette of a portrait, Chen Ou's favorite old movie [-]th anniversary limited edition peripherals.

Nice can recognize at a glance who the objects in the room belong to, or who insisted on staying in this living room and not being discarded.The aesthetic tastes of the professor and Chen Ou can be said to be very different. Their personal belongings have their own distinct master styles, but they are not contradictory under the same roof, and there is a wonderful sense of mix and match.But this made him feel very uncomfortable, as if he was the extra one, like a bull breaking into a porcelain shop, disturbing the peaceful life of the professor and Chen Ou.

The housekeeper Martin came in with a tray, put the cups full of black tea and milky snacks on the coffee table in front of him, and went out quietly without looking at him.So Nice understood that the butler also knew about his absurd behavior of recruiting prostitutes.

He felt guilty for a while, and at the same time was aroused to be stubborn.

They are not my blood relatives, I don't need to please them - except for Chen Ou.

The author has something to say: the three lines of lyrics in this chapter, "Why should I abandon the road that others have walked", "It is not for crime to keep me away from the world", "I have seen a signpost", are excerpted from "Schubert Songs", very Translated by the author himself.

☆, memory

Chen Ou handed over the child's comprehensive physical examination report to the professor.

"The bone age is 5 years old, and the whole body CT scan shows that the body has no disabilities and no deformities. There are slight parasites in the intestines (just take some medicine). Otherwise, the body is in a healthy state. Because the subject is in a coma, it cannot be detected Intellect. However, judging from previous responses, good eyesight and hearing, and quick reflexes, suggest normal—or partially normal—mental development."

After listening to the report, the professor raised his eyebrows suspiciously and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Chen Ou said: "I have already taken the child's DNA sample and handed it over to the police, but the police have checked the DNA of the husband and wife who submitted the genetic samples in the past five years in the 'Gene Bank of Missing Children's Parents', and there is no high degree of matching. The police said that the child was found There is an ocean current passing by near the small island, and the winter is not cold, otherwise it is hard to imagine how the child survived the winter. However, this can also explain that he was abandoned near here."

The nearest town to the island is the small town where Chen Ou and the others live.The professor's eyes flickered, and he said slowly: "I remember the child who disappeared in Wagendi two years ago. If he was alive, he would be about 5 years old."

Chen Ou said: "I thought so too, so I found Wagendi's gene for comparison, and the result did not match, the child is not his."

The professor asked, "Then what are you going to do with that child?"

Chen Ou didn't speak, the professor slowly turned the wheelchair, went into the house, and said, "Do you know how much worry it is to raise a child? If you are not prepared, I suggest you not take over the child."

Chen Ou followed up and gently pushed the wheelchair, saying: "The doctor said that according to your recovery, you can actually walk with your legs."

The professor shook his head and said, "I think sitting is more clear than standing." He patted the back of Chen Ou's hand and said, "Maybe one day, when you are my age, you will be willing to sit in a wheelchair." miles instead of on foot."

He pushed the professor into the living room.They changed to a two-story, four-bedroom detached apartment with a large yard.In front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows in the living room on the first floor is the place where they often sit quietly, where the sunshine and the fragrance of tea make people feel intoxicated.The professor likes to think quietly with his eyes closed.Chen Ou often leans against his wheelchair holding a book in a daze.The two get along like this, and they can often last a whole day.

Chen Ou turned on the stereo, and Donizetti's songs fluttered down.The professor narrowed his eyes and listened with enjoyment.

"I swear to you

"Forever loyal to you

"I swear to you before God

"love you forever

"Life and death for you

"This is the only happiness I expect God to bestow on me

"Live for you, die for you

"This is the only happiness I expect God to bestow on me."

The last note stopped abruptly, and Chen Ou's cell phone rang.The professor gave him a disapproving look.Chen Ou said helplessly: "The child woke up and made a fuss again. I have to go and see."

The professor waved his hand: "Go, go, you won't be allowed to keep a dog, so you picked up a pet for yourself. But it's good, look at the teeth marks on your arm, at least this pet doesn't have canine cowardice."

Chen Ou smiled, carefully arranged the blanket on the professor's lap, and ordered the housekeeper to make tea again before going out and jumping into the car to go back to the laboratory.

***

The researchers in the institute had injected the child with glucose and other nutrient solutions when he was in a coma, and the child's life was temporarily unharmed.But those are not food after all.Counting the time of arrest, return journey and coma, the child has not eaten for more than 24 hours.He languished, stopped yelling, and stared closely at the researchers around the bed.

"His eyes are a bit fierce, he can't bite, right?" a researcher commented.

"He was brought up by dolphins, dolphins