"Sima, you messed up the order. Only after we have tried and confirmed that the other party was indeed illegal and the crime was serious will your laboratory have the right to intervene. Before the other party was determined to be illegal, everyone is blue and white. It is just a suspect. You are not qualified to turn a suspect into a test subject! You have no right to deprive him of his personal rights!"

Yan Wen shouted angrily. Yan Wen was young. Although his beliefs would sometimes sway, once the matter was confirmed, she would implement it to the end. At this moment, the angry Yan Wen's emotions began to become unstable. Yan Wen's hair was stretched one by one, and black particles spread out from Yan Wen's naked slender neck like quicksand, climbing up and heading straight for Yan Wen's mind.

Sima frowned slightly, and his fingers gently and rhythmically tapped the tabletop and said, "Yan Wen, you were developed by me and my teacher. Your biggest problem is emotional instability. You must find a way to control your emotions, otherwise you will not be long before you are scrapped!"

The dark spots gradually spreading on Yan Wen's body slowly faded from Sima's gentle and rhythmic tapping, and Yan Wen's emotions slowly calmed down. However, at this time, Yan Wen's eyes were covered with a layer of white powder, and they were in a dull state.

"Teacher, your products are still immature test products after all!" Sima shook his head slightly, his eyes full of disappointment.

Fang Dang woke up from his practice because of a knock on the door.

The sky was brighter at this time, and a new day had already arrived.

The little monk had prepared a sumptuous breakfast and opened the door.

When Fang Dang walked out of the room, he saw a woman standing at the door with a dull look on her face. It was the boss's wife. At this time, the boss's wife looked haggard and her eyes were turbid, as if she had grown older overnight.

When the boss saw Fang Dang, he felt a little more energetic and saw that the boss was carrying a thermal box in his hand.

The boss's wife handed the food box to Fang Dang and said, "Thank you, this is the braised eggs and a bowl of noodles I owe you. They are all made just now, but the noodles may be a little soft..."

Fang Dang looked at the proprietress frowned slightly, took the food box and opened it while asking, "How is your son?"

The boss's emotions that the boss's wife had suppressed so hard that she suddenly collapsed, but she did not cry, but she cried silently, wiped her hands hard and said, "I can't save it after all..."

Fang Dang said, pinched a braised egg from the food box, turned around and looked at the little monk and said, "This is delicious. All your foods are soulless. Do you eat them?"

The little monk clasped his hands and said, "I can't eat this kind of food that I didn't use to save myself."

"Pretentious!" Fang Dang pinched one and put it in his mouth, chewed it a few bites and swallowed it. Seeing that the boss's wife was about to leave, he asked again: "Is your son convicted?"

The boss's wife did not look back, shook her head with trembling shoulders, "No, he is not guilty, he is definitely not guilty, he just couldn't hold on..."

Fang Dang raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the boss's wife's staggering back, a ray of sunlight shot in from the window at the end of the corridor, shining on the boss's wife's body, pulling a long black shadow behind her. Fang Dang pinched out a braised egg again and bite, "I remember I only asked you for one braised egg."

The boss's wife then wiped the tears that could not be stopped and turned around and said, "It's always made in one pot. I made a few more. I don't have anything else to thank you for your willingness to rescue my son."

After saying that, the boss's wife bent down and then turned to leave.

"Don't rush to die, everything may turn around." Fang Dang's voice sounded behind the boss's wife.

The boss's wife trembled slightly, then shook her head in pain. She watched with her own eyes the body of her son being pushed into the incinerator, turning the corner... Unless the sky collapses and the earth is broken and the dead are resurrected, there is still a turning corner?

"After your woman lost her son, she went to make braised eggs for you, just to repay you with favors. I really don't know what kind of mood she was when she made braised eggs." The little monk poked out a naked head from the door and said repeatedly.

"What's the mood? I'm anxious to die. If it weren't for this, she wouldn't be so anxious to make braised eggs for me! Now she has already resolved all the entanglements, and probably has begun to prepare to find a place where no one has ever done to commit suicide." Fang Dang replied while chewing the braised eggs.

The little monk said in surprise: "Don't you save her?"

"How can I save you if I feel heartbroken?" Fang Dang turned around, closed the door, walked into the room and opened the second floor of the food box. There was indeed a bowl of hot noodles inside.

The noodles were covered with a thick layer of hand-cut beef, which was full of mellow fragrance. Underneath the beef, there were bright red spicy and fine diced meat, plus green green onions and tender yellow garlic sprouts.

Fang Dang reached out and grabbed two chopsticks, stirred them slightly, and then started eating.

A large bowl of noodles was wiped out in just a few bites in Fangdang.

Fang Dang drank the noodle soup and ate all the noodles in the food box.

Fang Dang couldn't help but sighed, and smiled slightly satisfied, "Is this food?"

Then he looked at the table full of food made by the little monk and said, "Your things are all feed..."

At this time, the boss's elevator had also reached the first floor of Huanyu Tower.

The boss lady with a dull expression seemed as if she was dead ashes at this time. Unlike the sunshine in Fang Dang's room, there was a darkness under the Huanyu Tower. In the boss lady's eyes, this darkness was her best destination.

The boss's wife's originally unsightly eyes suddenly became a little brighter. After all, she was about to see her son. This was a good thing, and there was no reason to be unhappy.

The proprietress raised her head, raised her chest, stepped out of Huanyu Tower, stood on the edge of the road, and looked at the cars of all sizes that were racing towards her in the distance. Finally, she saw a Huanguan unmanned truck, big and fast enough, and most importantly, this car belonged to Huanguan and driverless truck, so that she would not cause trouble to others.

The boss lady raised her head and looked at the palm-sized sky above her head. The breeze gently rolled up the messy hair on her temples. The boss lady gently put it together, and then sighed: "Today is a good weather! It was also a good weather on the day Yang'er was born!"

The unmanned truck in the distance was getting closer and closer, and the boss lady stood by the roadside and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

At this moment, a muffled groan came from the Huanyu Tower, and the sound was so loud that the entire Huanyu Tower was trembling.
Chapter completed!