Chapter 3192: Heartbeat Code: Lonely Love the Master (Twenty-Seven)

"Dangdangdang-"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, three extremely rhythmic sounds, no more or no less, in this rainy night, the sound was particularly dull.

Ranbai squinted his eyes and closed the computer in an instant.

That pale and delicate face still showed no expression, got up and walked out.

Without any pause, she pushed open the door.

All lighting equipment in the laboratory is voice-activated, if there is no sound, it will always be in the dark.

And at this moment,

The cold and heavy rain dripping in the world seems to isolate such a laboratory from another world, becoming a separate small world.

Silent, still time, incredible.

The corridor outside the laboratory was dark, without the slightest light.

There is no sound.

Dianbai stood at the junction of light and darkness, looking at it very indifferently.

in the dark,

A slightly hunched, thin outline could be vaguely seen.

next second,

A hoarse and low voice rang out in the darkness, instantly turning the lights on in the corridor.

Light and shadow fell on the two people respectively.

"Lab..." He spoke slowly, every word rolling out of his throat, as if after repeated grinding.

Ranbai finally saw who the person who knocked on the door in the rainy night was.

It was an old man in his old age, with a stooped figure and a serious hunchback. From the beginning to the present, he has always kept his head down. His long gray hair covered his face. The dead wood at the end dies in the dark.

He was wearing a cleaner's uniform.

identity,

it goes without saying.

Ranbai saw the old man slowly stretch out his fingers, his skin was very dark and wrinkled, pointing in the direction behind her.

The old man's hoarse voice fell along with the sound of rain, floating in the desolate cold of the night: "It should be cleaned."

The mottled light and shadow fell on the dyed white body, and she seemed to laugh very lightly and shallowly.

"No need." It was an elegant and noble refusal, and even the tone was gentle and noble: "During my research, I wasn't used to waiting for people to step into the laboratory for half a step, and the robot was solely responsible for the hygiene."

After finishing the sentence of dyeing white,

The atmosphere once again fell into dead water-like silence,

Can't hear any sound.

so,

Not unexpected.

The voice-activated lights in the corridor went out again, and the blazing white lights that were still strong and powerful just disappeared in an instant, followed by overwhelming darkness.

No one can see who's expression.

The atmosphere is caught in a delicate balance.

Dark is the best protective color.

But at this time,

This seemingly unmoving expression, the silent and mysterious surging undercurrents in the calm atmosphere was interrupted by such a cold and thorough pleasant voice.

"Why are you standing here?"

Accompanied by such a calm speech that does not contain any ups and downs and strength.

The twice-dark corridor re-lights with the most dazzling light,

Hit on the comer.

The outline of the figure is long and straight, and the rigorous and solemn uniform gives people a feeling of calm and peace of mind, indifferent and sharp like a cold sword unsheathed.

That face, which was as delicate as a work of art in the light and shadow, gave people a sense of oppression in the fatal perfection.