Chapter 126 Candid Confession

Yang Erci is a very intuitive person.

Just like the day she saw her father for the last time, she felt that his father seemed to be leaving her.

She still remembered that day when it was very windy, her father wore a grey woolen coat and made her her favorite crea chicken stew, almond chocolate pie and beetroot soup after a long absence, which he would usually find calorific. Too high so don't want to do it.

But that day, Yang Erci was under a lot of study pressure and was very busy, so he didn't have time to sit down and eat well, so he left in a hurry.

Father said a lot of things abnormally that day.

[The air is very dirty recently, so remember to wear a filter mask when you go out, take care of your eyes, rest as much as you can, and don’t let yourself get too tired. ]

At that time, she didn't take these words to heart.

[By the way, Xiaoci, do you still remember where I stored the electronic passwords of trust funds and deposits before, I can't remember them all at once. ]

She was in a hurry, so she just relayed it to her father without hesitation before she left.

When Yang Erci was finally done, and on the way home from school, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. Outside the window is the sky full of neon, which is dazzling, but in her mind, the expression of her father sending her out, his movements, and some unusual details have always appeared in her mind.

Obviously father's memory is the best, why can't he remember?

Yang Erci hurried home. The house was empty and there was no one there. Only the food that was on the table had changed places and was put in the kitchen to keep warm.

She had a gut feeling that her father had left, so she searched all the places where her father might stay, and contacted every acquaintance of her father, but she couldn't find any whereabouts.

The family's savings and property were well preserved, as if they were prepared for her. Yang Erci stood alone in the kitchen and ate the red beetroot soup that her father had stewed, one bite at a time, which reminded her of her mother.

When my mother died, she spit out a lot of blood, just like this bowl of soup.

When she was a child, she had already experienced the departure of her mother, and had always been dependent on her father. She did not understand that her father was also leaving, and he did not even give her an explanation.

For so many years, Yang Erci grew up alone, and she became taciturn because of lack of security. She only did what was beneficial to herself. She was precise and decisive. She never gave up on investigating her father's disappearance. The company she worked for, but bizarrely, she couldn't find any records of her father, as if it had been artificially deleted or hidden.

But she found a lot of research on her father, which proved that he did work at Chauvin.

More and more secrets and more and more missing persons were investigated, making Yang Erci unable to stop. When she knew about the altar, she threw herself into it without hesitation. She believed that the more dangerous the place, the more likely it was to find her father. .

She thought so.

Just like when he was left alone by his father, at this moment, Yang Erci has a negative feeling that what An Wujiu wants to tell her alone should not be any good news.

She took An Wujiu to the rooftop of this building. Different from the night, the night in this city is covered with darkness and rendered by neon, and even the dilapidated places can be hidden and turned a blind eye.

The air was grey, An Wujiu stood still, facing Yang Erci and said, "In the last game, we met your father."

Yang Erci raised her eyebrows. She reached out and groped for something in the pocket of her large and old suit jacket, and finally grinded out a pack of cigarettes.

"And then?" She ordered one for herself and put it to her lips, looking a little indifferent and indifferent.

Unwilling to face it seems to have become An Wujiu.

He lowered his eyes and whispered, "We are divided into different camps by the altar."

An Wujiu raised his head and looked into her eyes through the lingering white smoke, "Actually, it can be said that your father died because of me."

He shirked all the responsibilities on himself, as if saying that, Yang Erci could take advantage of this to vent, accept that her long-term efforts were finally turned into nothing, and she could live a little better.

It's not that An Wujiu doesn't understand what it's like to have all of a person's beliefs collapse, he has experienced this feeling too many times.

But Yang Erci in front of her didn't do anything. She just smiled, put the cigarette between her slender index finger and middle finger, turned around, and leaned against the fence on the rooftop.

"An Wujiu, do you think I don't know you?"

The posture she leaned on was very casual, but her back was always lonely, An Wujiu walked to her side without speaking.

Yang Erci flicked the ash and looked at the gray sky and the desolate concrete forest. Those noisy and depressed crowds were like ants that were eating away, eager to step on each other to death.

"The law in the altar is that the weak eat the strong, whoever is stronger wins, so the winner doesn't have to apologize, and I know very well, what a holy father you are, if you can make everyone survive, you will die if you fight. do it."

After Yang Erci finished speaking, she lowered her head and let the wind blow herself, "But I'm really unlucky, I've met him once so many times, and I've been on the same field with you for several rounds, but I met him in a separate round. "

"Damn the altar." Yang Erci cursed in a low voice.

She can only do this, because she is very clear that the fault is not anyone who is an enemy of her father, she can't blame the father who betrayed her, how can she blame the innocent An Wujiu.

Only the altar was to blame.

An Wu Jiu didn't know how to comfort him, he also understood that Yang Erci didn't need his comfort.

For a person like her, even the collapse only stays inside. Even if she doesn't want to believe this fact, she will pretend to accept it calmly, but it would be cruel to expose it.

"Did he die in the game?" Yang Erci asked.

An Wujiu knew what she meant, but he couldn't deceive her, "Yes."

"Then...it should be impossible..." She said intermittently and in a low voice, as if to remind herself to wake her up.

A silent grief flowed slowly in the air between the two, like liquid that was about to freeze, but it wasn't completely frozen, and there was a sense of flow.

An Wujiu's guilt prevented him from saying a word, because no matter what he said, Yang Erci would definitely say that it had nothing to do with him.

The two were silent for a long time, thinking about each other's thoughts, and it was An Wu Jiao who broke the silence first.

"Your father said something to me. Coincidentally, he happened to know my parents."

Yang Erci looked at him, "You seem to remember a lot this time."

"Yeah." An Wujiu told Yang Erci everything he remembered intermittently, including the innovation plan that his father and Yang Erci's father participated in at the same time, as well as the anomalies he encountered when he was a child, his father's suicide, his mother's suicide. The madness, only Shen Ti didn't say anything.

Half of these contents Yang Erci had guessed, and the other half was shocked. She thought that An Wujiao might be some kind of human body augmentation clinical subject, but she never imagined that there would be a so-called human innovation plan, and there would be someone like him. Experimental.

There are even supernatural so-called evil gods.

At this moment, seeing those crazy people on the road again, Yang Erci's mentality was completely different. She put out the cigarette and kept quiet, trying to get herself out of the shadow of her father's complete departure.

"I didn't expect..." Yang Erci frowned and said, "Our parents are actually related."

"Yeah." An Wujiu said, "To be precise, they used to be colleagues, the human innovation plan should not be so cruel and extreme in the beginning, my father was not a perfectionist, after his death, I was forced to Take it there, and your father became a double agent, while being overthrown in the Innovation Project team, while joining another mysterious organization. Now imagine that taking me in and making your father unable to continue to serve Chauvin willingly, It should be the same, and if it hadn't been hostile to my father, he wouldn't have arrested me on purpose."

His analysis was very logical, and Yang Erci completely accepted, "This person can only be Russell, Chauvin's head chair."

"Well, I think so too." An Wujiu added, "and according to Zhou Yijue, the altar was also funded by the Chauvin Group at the beginning, but Chauvin gave up the altar in the end, I think Chauvin, or pull Searle didn't want to give up the altar, he just let it go."

Yang Erci pondered carefully, she thought of some memories when she was still working in Chauvin, "When I first joined the company, a senior reminded me that Russell is a moody person, very arbitrary and dictatorial, I am not surprised, People who can build a business empire are naturally not simple people.

But that senior, who had worked in Chauvin for a long time, told me that Russell was not like this in the beginning, he was approachable, very friendly, and even often had breakfast with them. But he had a very serious illness and needed to replace the organs in his body. At that time, he used the most advanced artificial organs, but it was still useless and could only continue his life. "

"Later, for some reason, he suddenly got better, and he is better than ever, but his personality has changed a lot, like a different person."

Seeing An Wujiu frowning, Yang Erci said, "You don't think it's right either."

"Well, he has a business empire like Chauvin that monopolizes global biotechnology and advanced medical care. None of these high technologies can save his life, so I can only suspect that he continued his life through other means."

Yang Erci nodded, turned her back against the guardrail, "I couldn't figure it out before you said this, but now I have doubts about it."

For a researcher like her, it is not easy to accept such surreal and supernatural things, but since Yang Erci embarked on the road to find her father, she has seen too many extraordinary and strange things. Those people either disappeared, went crazy, or set themselves on fire, burning their family and friends to death.

And the characteristics of these people are very similar. When they are dying or going crazy, they all speak similar language, and she has no idea what it is.

But his father is not. He is different from these people. Like Yang Erci, he is all for investigation, and he is getting deeper and deeper.

Looking back now, Yang Erci felt chills all over.

Because the death of my mother was also very strange.

"It's a bit tricky to investigate from Chauvin now."

Yang Erci somewhat regretted her decision when she left.

It's hard for her to get in now.

Seeing Yang Erci in a daze, An Wu Jiu was about to ask her what she was thinking when suddenly a call came in, Yang Erci pulled away from her daze and answered the call.

Although An Wujiu couldn't hear the content, but seeing Yang Erci's change of expression, he guessed it was Zhong Yirou.

Yang Erci just made a few "hmm" sounds, most of the time she was listening to her, and she suddenly raised her eyes to look at An Wujiu.

From her eyes, An Wujiu also read out the information about him.

"Okay, let's go back right away." Yang Erci said.

An Wu Jiu planned to go with her, but Yang Erci stopped, as if he was still listening to the other party.

"We didn't go anywhere else, we just came to the rooftop. Well, we went back."

An Wu Jiu waited for a while, thinking in his heart, but Shen Ti is not worried at all.

But he thought about it, and it seemed that few people could move him.

Yang Erci hung up the phone, and together with An Wujiu, went down the stairs from the rooftop to the top floor and waited for the elevator. It was always quiet when it was just the two of them.

Halfway up the elevator, Yang Erci suddenly asked, "Does my body smell of smoke?"

An Wujiu stood there and smelled it without offending, "It's okay."

Yang Erci nodded, and finally took off his jacket and put it on his forearm. Until they walked into the elevator, went down, and returned to her apartment, An Wu Jiu watched her put the coat on the entrance, but didn't bring it in.

She disguised her pain without leaking, as if she walked towards Zhong Yirou without the slightest burden, only An Wujiu knew what she had just experienced.

"You're back!" Zhong Yirou didn't get up, she seemed to be in contact with someone, she just waved to Yang Erci and asked her to come to her side, and when she saw An Wujiu, she also waved to him.

But An Wujiu was halfway through and was grabbed by Shen Ti, to be precise, he was grabbed by Shen Ti who was lying on the sofa with an open book on his head.

An Wu Jiu didn't know how he just reached out.

"Where have you been?" Shen Ti tilted his head, the book fell to the floor, he stared at An Wujiu upside down, beckoning him to squat down.

"Go to the rooftop to talk to Erci for a while." An Wu Jiu also squatted down as he said and approached Shen Ti, he still thought about Noah's discomfort before, "Where's Noah?"

"Sleep in the room." Shen Ti replied casually.

An Wu Jiu happened to be close to Shen Ti's head, so he also reached out and patted his hair and touched the earrings, thinking that this is very similar to the posture of washing one's hair.

The earrings are so pretty, like a few drops of blood.

While An Wu Jiu was admiring it, Shen Ti suddenly came up to him, fell down like this, raised his head and kissed his lips.

An Wu Jiu was stunned for a moment, his fingers still holding the earrings.

But Shen Ti was quite proud, as if he had completed a very interesting prank, and smiled contentedly.

Wu You on the other sofa seemed to have had a nightmare and just woke up at this moment. Nan Shan on the side covered him with a blanket, so Wu You fell asleep again.

"What are you in a daze?" Shen Ti turned over, lay on the sofa, smeared An Wujiu's face lightly with his flexed fingers, and suddenly sat up, leaned in to smell it, wished he could bury his nose in his chest.

"Why does it smell like smoke?" Shen Ti said to himself.

Zhong Yirou heard this and looked towards them. An Wu Jiu immediately turned on the blame mode, and naturally admitted, "I smoked it."

He heard Zhong Yirou say to Yang Erci, "No wonder I smelled smoke."

Shen Ti laughed and pinched An Wujiu's chin, "You still smoke."

An Wujiu raised his eyebrows, "Of course."

Shen Ti's lips pursed into a smile, and when he spoke again, his voice became very small and soft.

"Liar liar."

An Wu Jiu is not someone to be kneaded by others. Hearing these words, his eyes were fixed on Shen Ti, and he looked at his face slowly, the corners of his eyes were slightly more provocative than usual.

"Each each other."

"Wu Jiu," Zhong Yirou hung up the call and said to An Wujiu, "A former guest of mine asked me to change his prosthesis. He has something to do with the police station. I asked him to check the information about him. After so long, he finally found out about your sister."

Hearing this news, An Wu Jiu immediately got up and went to her side.

This was a pleasant surprise to him, but he was afraid to hear it because An Wujiu was afraid that it would be bad news.

He couldn't lose anyone anymore.

"This is the list he gave me." Zhong Yirou showed him the list, "It's all about missing girls of the same age as your sister. The geographical scope is in country A. Fortunately, there are restrictions on Asians, so the scope is narrowed. A lot, because you don't have a citizen chip, and I guess your sister doesn't either, so I'll sift out some more and see if there are any familiar faces among these people."

An Wu Jiu looked at them one by one, several of them didn't look like his younger sister when she was a child.

“She should be more like me.” An Wujiu said.

"I'm just weird." Zhong Yirou has seen all the girls on the list, "It stands to reason that if you look a lot like you, it should be very eye-catching. There are quite a few beautiful girls here, but they don't seem to be very similar. ."

Yang Erci raised a possibility, "Is there such a possibility, the innocent sister has undergone plastic surgery now."

"It's very possible." Zhong Yirou explained, "Nowadays, plastic surgery is very common, and the technology is very developed, so it is not difficult to give people a face change."

She rested her chin in her hand, looking at the girls on the list and where they might currently live.

"How about we split up and look for one by one?"

An Wujiu added, "About your father."