Immortal Voices

After Rong Xizi teased Qin Hao and turned back to the room, the smile on the corner of his mouth fell down, and his innocuous and gentle eyes instantly became deep and mysterious. She caressed her sleeves and said casually, "Someone will only be scared if they are hurt."

At midnight, the windows on the fifth floor quietly opened, a breeze blew through, and the room was empty.

At 1123 Institute, the deputy dean at this time still looked at his experimental data very brightly. The lights were bright, and it seemed as if day and night were not distinguished.

After the computer calculated the results of the last calculation, the vice president pinched the bridge of his nose, and his expression eased.

Just then, a footstep was approaching.

In the quiet laboratory, the footsteps were extremely clear, and each step was of the same importance, even the time of the footsteps.

This is a very self-confident and self-disciplined person who calmly takes the attitude of a superior.

The Deputy Dean judged subconsciously, and then his heart jumped.

He had never heard the footsteps, and the laboratory's code door had been closed, and no one would come in at all.

The dean's temple jumped abruptly, and he quickly walked to the monitor on the side and called up the entire laboratory for monitoring.

Then the footsteps stopped outside his laboratory.

The Deputy Dean turned on the surveillance and took a breath.

I saw a woman wearing a complicated and gorgeous palace dress standing outside the door, her long hair tied with a laurel crown, and her exquisite tiara was very noble.

She seemed to be aware of someone watching, and she raised her eyes to accurately monitor the monitor, and seemed to face the dean's eyes through the monitor.

She bent her lips and smiled with a daring and distant smile, and whispered: "I heard that you have been enchanted for a long time, and specially sent someone to invite you to the next gathering. I am grateful for this visit. I am also grateful to you Of your heart. "

Don't look at her creases, but under that old and complicated costume, the whole person is like an ancient noblewoman who came out of the picture, with an unparalleled demeanor in her hands. unexpected.

However, the dean did not appreciate it, and Gein had already guessed who this person was outside the door.

It is the tomb owner who has been sleeping in the tomb of the princess for 300 years, Princess Pingle.

His face was a bit whitish, and it was one thing to try to catch someone. It was another thing that a ghost was standing in front of him.

He has also researched that period of historical data, and looked at the life of Princess Pingle over and over again.

Regardless of ghosts or princess Pingle's personal design, it is true that 3,000 people have died.

The deputy dean's legs were a little weak, and he sent someone there in the afternoon, and he came here in the evening.

He busily took out his mobile phone, lowered his head, and quickly pressed the number. The sound of ‘beep 'sounded, and before the other side connected, a soft and gentle sound rang in his ear.

"Do you need help?" Rong Huizi bent her lips, smiling like a spring breeze.

She reached out and took the vice president's cell phone with a gentle force. The vice president was stiff and didn't dare to move at all.

Seeing him silent, Rong Huizi did not reluctantly.

After she pressed the phone with her hand, her deep eyes fell on the deputy's body, and she gave her first gift slightly, with superficial praise, saying: "I have heard that the deputy dean is brilliant and talented. I saw it today and it was really different. Everywhere. "

The Deputy Dean barely smiled, and said, "Let the princess laugh."

He looked uncontrollably at the door, and found that the door was still closed, and the deputy dean jumped in his heart.

Rong Xunzi looked at the deputy dean with compassion and said, "Fear, you won't die."

The vice president couldn't help shaking again, was he more afraid?

Rong Xunzi frowned slightly, with a slight sorrow, and sighed, "Why so timid, I haven't sent anyone to point my arms at my arrogance and meaninglessness."

The vice dean clenched his fists tightly, and his lips were a bit whitish: "What do you want?"

Rong Xunzi walked to the soft chair aside, sitting lazily, holding her chin with one hand, and indifferently saying, "No matter how the world changes, some truths are always the same. For example, #owing debt to repay the money, it is logical. # "

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she said slowly: "Would you like to experiment with me?"

The dean heard the string song and knew the elegance, but he didn't want to know.

The meaning of the big sister-in-law was obvious. He used her for experiments, and she wanted him to lie on the test bed.

Seeing that the dean didn't mean to move, Rong Zhezi scratched his nails, like a nobleman attending a banquet, with a hint of frivolity and carelessness in the tone of Aria: "I heard your wife just gave birth to a daughter for you. The baby was so cute and the shallow dimples resembled her mother. Your eldest son also said he would take good care of his sister. "

The dean's pupil narrowed sharply. After a long time, his voice was awkward: "Is this a threat?"

Rong Hongzi's deep eyes seemed to have deep meaning, and when she looked carefully, she seemed to have nothing. Her tone was as calm and calm as usual: "It depends on what you think."

After the deputy dean stood for a long time, he turned and walked towards the test bench. Each step was incredibly heavy. His complexion was pale and without a trace of blood, as if he would faint at any time.

He can't fall, he must fulfill Princess Pingle's request, or what should his wife and children do.

Although he was protected by soldiers around his house, his wife and children were also guarded by bodyguards.

Obviously, Princess Pingle was not a person. She could easily break into the institute without leaving any traces without alarming anyone. Who can guarantee that the place where she stands next time will not be his home.

The deputy dean was lying on the test bench with the determination to die, and then he regretted inducing such an existence.

A bit of bitterness leaked from the corner of his mouth.

"Presumably you are very familiar with these machines." The familiar elegant tone sounded.

The deputy dean turned his head and saw that Rong Huizi was still in the previous position, without any change.

Her eyes were calm and easy-going, and a smile was even raised at the corner of her mouth, as if the tragedy in front of her was not a tragedy, but a pleasant comedy.

The deputy dean closed his eyes heavily, stretched out his hands to lift his clothes, clamped the instruments to the skin, and distributed them all over the body.

Then he shivered and pressed the switch button.

The next moment, a severe pain hit the head, the dean's face twisted, and the pupils opened.

The instrument continues to measure blood pressure and heartbeat and various data.

The needle pierced through his meridians, and a tube of blood was drawn from his body.

After a set of experiments, two hours have passed.

The deputy dean was lying on the test bench like a dead fish and couldn't move. He was wet with cold sweat and his eyes were blurred.

He looked sideways in the direction of Rong Huizi, his voice hoarse and weak: "Are you satisfied now?"