Chapter 414 How Could It Be Him?

Beijing, Chengjiazhai.

"Yin Heng, can this video be made clearer?"

Xiang Qingtian pointed at the computer screen and said, "At least we should be able to see the real face of Yan clearly."

"I'm trying."

Yin Heng's fingers kept tapping on the computer: "I'll try to match his face with the information database to see if I can piece together a complete face..."

Xiang Qingtian nodded, without urging, and just waited quietly.

On the side, Cheng Junren still found it hard to believe: "I didn't expect that nightmares were born in this way."

"Doesn't that mean that as long as they eat the experimental body, everyone may become a nightmare?"

"Not necessarily." Xiang Qingtian shook his head: "The probability of this mutation should be extremely small."

"It is very likely that only one in ten thousand people may be born, but it is hard to say whether there are ten thousand such experimental bodies in Beijing now."

"Moreover, I guess the power obtained in this way is limited, otherwise the nightmare would not have been hiding all the time, and it is very likely to improve itself in some way."

"Can it be improved?" Cheng Junren was surprised: "How to improve?"

"I don't know about this."

Xiang Qingtian shook his head: "After all, I am not an experimental body, nor a nightmare. This extremely complicated relationship between them may not be studied by anyone in the world at present."

Xiang Qingtian paused, and then said: "Maybe there was before, if he was not dead."

"Who?" Cheng Junren asked.

"Ding Qiming."

Hearing this name, several people in the room suddenly fell silent, a little sighing.

After a long time, Cheng Junren sighed: "Yes, if it was him, he would definitely be able to do it."

"After all, he is the most talented brain in Jingcheng University."

"What a pity..."

It's a pity that Ding Qiming died in Xizhou, and his name was forever engraved on the tombstone in the cemetery of Xizhou University.

Jingcheng University has no name of him since then.

At this moment, Yin Heng spoke quietly.

"Okay."

He turned the computer screen to everyone and said, "This is the face after restoration."

Xiang Qingtian frowned and looked at the face carefully, feeling a little familiar.

After a while, his pupils shrank and he lost his voice and said, "How could it be him?"

......

At the same time, in the abandoned factory.

The ghost face mask was smashed by Su Jiang's punch, and it turned into fragments and scattered on the ground.

In the distance, the nightmare slowly climbed up from the ground, and raised his head in the eyes of Su Jiang and Zhang Yu.

A slightly vicissitudes of life face, wrinkles at the corners of the eyes show the man's old age, black pupils almost fill the entire eyes.

Zhang Yu frowned, carefully identified the face of the nightmare, and his body suddenly trembled.

Before he could speak, the nightmare suddenly turned around and ran, very fast, and soon disappeared.

Su Jiang frowned and was about to catch up.

"Wait, Su Jiang!"

Zhang Yu shouted: "Don't chase!"

Su Jiang's movements suddenly stagnated, and he looked back at Zhang Yu in confusion.

"Teacher Zhang, do you know him?"

Zhang Yu nodded with a complicated expression, and then said in a low voice: "Let's find a safe place first."

He didn't expect that under the ghost mask of the nightmare, there would be such a familiar face.

Su Jiang heard it, and without asking more questions, he lifted the state of full skill, walked forward and wanted to help Zhang Yu up.

Zhang Yu waved his hand: "I'm not so bad that I can't even walk."

He stood up and touched his pockets, which were empty.

"Do you have cigarettes?" he asked Su Jiang.

Su Jiang spread his hands, a little speechless: "You are a teacher, and you ask students for cigarettes?"

"Don't talk nonsense, do you have any?"

"No, I have lollipops."

"...... OK."

"Do you want strawberry or orange flavor?"

"Whatever, strawberry."

Su Jiang took out a strawberry lollipop and handed it to Zhang Yu, then said: "Let's go to my clinic, it's safer there."

Zhang Yu nodded, without saying anything more, and motioned Su Jiang to lead the way.

Ten minutes later, Su Jiang had changed into Mu Rou's face and brought Zhang Yu to the clinic.

"Mr. Mu, this is..."

The guards saw Mu Rou coming back with a man covered in blood, and hurried forward.

"Mr. Mu, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Su Jiang waved his hand and pointed at Zhang Yu who was wearing a mask and said, "This is my patient. I'll take him to the room for treatment."

Ximen Shang also saw this scene. After a moment of stunned, he said, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Su Jiang looked at Ximen Shang and Hua Qing and said, "The treatment may take a long time. Don't let others come in and disturb me."

Ximen Shang nodded, "Okay, I can still do this little thing."

Seeing this, Su Jiang nodded and took Zhang Yu into the room.

After closing the door, Zhang Yu took off his mask and looked around.

"It seems you are doing well, Doctor Mu?"

Su Jiang rolled his eyes at him, then leaned against the window and looked at Zhang Yu and said, "Don't talk about those nonsense, just tell me what you need to tell me."

Zhang Yu said helplessly, "Why do you feel like you are interrogating a prisoner?"

"Almost. Anyway, you are no different from a prisoner in my eyes now."

"I said, you just said I was your patient, why don't you treat me first?"

"Do you still need treatment?"

Su Jiang taunted, "I discovered on the way here that your injuries heal automatically and have almost healed."

"Teacher Zhang, what is going on?"

Zhang Yu sighed deeply upon hearing this, and walked to the bedside and sat down.

He took out the cigarette he had just bought at the convenience store from his pocket, lit it, and took a light puff. Zhang Yu slowly said, "Wait for me to think about where to start."

Su Jiang blinked and said, "Let me explain your identity as a [ghost] first."

"This is easy to explain. I was a part-time killer in Beijing. After an accidental resurrection, I became a [ghost]."

Su Jiang heard this, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Be more specific, I'm not in a hurry."

Zhang Yu sighed helplessly: "Okay, this matter... has to start with Ding Qiming."

Su Jiang raised his eyebrows. Why did he bring up that old man Ding Qiming again?

Could it be that Zhang Yu also drank the gene fluid and became an experimental subject?

Just thinking about this, the next second, Zhang Yu's words made Su Jiang almost jump up from the windowsill.

Zhang Yu took a deep puff of cigarette, and then said word by word:

"Strictly speaking, Ding Qiming...is actually my senior brother."