The sick beauty quits working in Shura Field | (BL, MTL)

Chapter 63: Xiao Guai, was that you before?

How could Yu Yanjing watch Shen Zhouran leave? He struggled hard.

The bodyguards who were holding him down did not expect that a man who had lost too much blood could still have such great strength. They almost let him break free and quickly restrained him.

Yu Yanjing was dressed roughly and shouted hoarsely: "Let go!"

The freshly bandaged wound burst open instantly.

"You're so damn not afraid of death!" One of the bodyguards said and knocked him unconscious.

They dared to speak only after watching Shen Luozhou hugging people away.

"Why the hell is there such a lunatic who just forces people to stab themselves?"

"The attack was really cruel. He was just one step away from death. Whose fault will it be then? Don't drag us, Mr. Shen, down."

"Did you see Mr. Shen's expression just now? I didn't dare to breathe standing next to him."

Deng Lei glanced at it: "Okay, stop talking, call the police first, and wait for Mr. Shen to explain the follow-up."

After speaking, he turned around and followed Shen Luozhou, keeping a certain distance.

Ever since Shen Luozhou came home in the afternoon and noticed something was wrong, he had been surrounded by low air pressure, and the storm was about to come. Deng Lei felt that he had made mistakes and worked hard to make up for his mistakes.

The connections they have can often track clues faster. Fortunately, Shen Zhouran was found without waiting too long.

Otherwise, Deng Lei can be 100% sure that Shen Luozhou will definitely lose control.

Shen Zhouran didn't say he couldn't hug him this time. He stretched out his arms and hugged Shen Luozhou's neck, greedily breathing in the scent of his body to relieve his extremely tense emotions.

Shen Luozhou held him and walked steadily.

Only then did he realize that it was already dark outside.

I don't know how many hours passed.

Through the lights on the roadside, he could see that this was a very remote suburb. The sign that had been eroded by time stood there, as if no one had taken care of it. The words on it melted into the darkness and could barely be legible.

"Angel, home...orphan, home?" Shen Zhouran recognized each word and read it in a low voice.

The memories hidden in the nooks and crannies burst out instantly.

He suddenly remembered a sentence mentioned in the original plot, which was only a few hundred words. Yu Yanjing entered an orphanage when she was twelve years old.

But that orphanage was only glamorous on the surface, but secretly it was using these fatherless and motherless children for human experiments and organ trading.

It was this experience that triggered Yu Yanjing's love disorder and made her mental state even more distorted.

When Yu Yanjing was thirteen years old, due to an investigation from above, all relevant personnel evacuated, leaving the orphanage increasingly desolate.

The name is, Angel Home Orphanage.

No wonder, no wonder there is a chemical laboratory underground.

No wonder there was a large piece of unknown black on the restraints on the floor beside the operating bed.

Coming out of the underground, it is obvious that it is a house that is not decorated with much care but can be seen as a home.

Yu Yanjing... bought this land and lived on it?