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Chapter 7 Respective Monthly Tickets)(1/2)

Shang Jianyao just heard of the name Wang Yafei this morning.

When he attended the gathering of the "Life Sacrifice" sect, members mentioned this person, saying that he supported the establishment of a "fertility center" so that the children could all come from artificial uterus.

The member also said that because she always argued with Wang Yafei about this, he was deliberately suppressed by the supervisor, so he found an excuse to change to the most difficult cleaning post.

At that time, the response of the "guidator" Ren Jie was:

“God will punish sinners.”

Less than four hours after this sentence, Wang Yafei suddenly died of cardiac arrest at work.

If you hadn't heard the relevant words in advance, Shang Jianyao would definitely not think there was anything wrong with this news - within "Pangu Biology", people die of sudden illness every year, which is a normal phenomenon.

If Wang Yafei's death was two or three years later, Shang Jianyao would not think that there was too much abnormality, and he would definitely classify this as a coincidence to deal with it.

But now, the day Ren Jie said the sentence "God will punish sinners", Wang Yafei died of illness.

Shang Jianyao suddenly stood up, took off the coat he had hung before, and draped it on his body.

He quickly walked out and headed straight for Area C.

As he walked, his speed gradually slowed down and soon became consistent with usual.

As he approached the "activity center", Shang Jianyao glanced and saw Shen Du standing in the shadow of the side wall, immersed in the dim colors.

He stood in a daze, although his eyes were looking ahead, but he had no focus at all, so he didn't notice Shang Jianyao approaching.

"Uncle Shen." Shang Jianyao shouted.

Shen Du shivered suddenly, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the source of the sound.

"Xiao Shang..." He forced a smile.

Shang Jianyao said in a very calm tone:

"Wang Yafei is dead."

Shen Du's face looked a little blue and white, and the muscles on both sides of his mouth moved:

"I know."

His voice was very low, as if he was afraid of disturbing things that others could not see.

Shang Jianyao looked at him and asked directly:

"Is this God's punishment?"

Shen Du shook again, and his expression instantly became confused.

"I don't know..." His eyes passed by Shang Jianyao, and his eyes seemed to lose focus again.

Shang Jianyao was about to ask again, a little boy of five or six years old ran over, grabbed Shen Du's hanging hand, and shook it:

"Dad, dad, it's time to go home!"

"Yeah." Shen Du replied twice, turned his head to Shang Jianyao and said, "I'll go back first."

"Goodbye." Shang Jianyao waved politely.

Shen Du looked at his child again, and a soft smile gradually appeared on his face.

He held the child and met his wife who came out of the "activity center" and returned step by step to Area B.

Shang Jianyao looked at his back and didn't turn his head for a long time.

During several gatherings of the "Life Sacrifice", he used his "talent" to establish good relationships with many members, and listened to them sharing the reasons for their respective joining the sect.

Among them, Shen Du was unable to let go of a child who had died young. When they had this child now, they were even more worried about the corresponding problems and were afraid that they would not be able to raise them.

Ren Jie noticed his situation, deliberately made friends with him, and taught a lot of parenting knowledge.

Later, Shen Du, the child, grew up and became healthy. He became more and more confident in the gods in Ren Jie's mouth and eventually joined the "Life Sacrifice" sect.

After a while, Shang Jianyao withdrew his gaze and walked towards the gate of the "activity center".

At this time, because the radio program had already started, pedestrians outside almost disappeared, only cards were playing inside, and chatting sounds came out.

Of course, if you look around carefully, you can still find pairs of figures in various dark places.

Shang Jianyao was about to pass the gate when he suddenly saw two familiar figures coming out.

The 27 or 28-year-old woman walking on the right was Jian Xin, a member of the sect who complained about Wang Yafei during the "Life Sacrifice" party this morning.

She has beautiful facial features and a beautiful overall look. She is a pretty beauty.

——This is due to the popularity of genetically modified drugs.

The other person was her husband Zhuo Zhengyuan, who was also a member of the "Life Sacrifice" sect.

At this time, Jian Xin's face turned pale, as if he had suffered a serious illness.

She looked quite nervous, and seemed to be frightened if she was a little disturbed.

Her husband Zhuo Zhengyuan's face was gloomy, giving people a feeling of not getting close to him.

Shang Jianyao took two steps and stood directly in front of them.

Jian Xin and Zhuo Zhengyuan stopped at the same time, and their bodies trembled slightly.

Shang Jianyao pressed his voice and said:

"Wang Yafei is dead."

Jian Xin, who has short ear hair, said like a conditioned reflex:

"Coincidence, it must be a coincidence..."

Her voice gradually became lower, and only the remaining sound was reverberated with inexplicable fear and confusion.

Zhuo Zhengyuan swallowed his saliva and said in a deep voice:

"The preliminary autopsy results have come out. It is indeed a death caused by cardiac arrest, without any external causes."

Shang Jianyao nodded:

"What a coincidence."

He immediately gave way and let Jian Xin and Zhuo Zhengyuan pass.

After the couple had already distanced apart, Shang Jianyao looked back and looked over.

Under the ceiling fluorescent lights, Jian Xin and Zhuo Zhengyuan's figures shook slightly, showing a little weakness.

Shang Jianyao remembered that the reason why they joined the "Life Sacrifice" sect was that Jian Xin had a miscarriage twice and finally got pregnant with his third child.

Now, their children are born, not only are they nothing wrong, but they also directly inherit most of the advantages of genetic improvement in the previous generation.

This will allow him to gain better talent in subsequent drug adjustments.

Putting aside the issue of quarrel with others and having children, Jian Xin and Zhuo Zhengyuan are both very good people. They are caring and like children. They always take the initiative to comfort other members when they get together. When they meet someone who needs help, they will not pretend to be invisible.

Once, because Shang Jianyao's words "too small in weight" made Ren Jie a little unable to get out of the stage, Zhuo Zhengyuan also took the initiative to divide the communion that he had not had time to finish.

Shang Jianyao slowly withdrew his gaze and walked into the "activity center".

At first glance, he saw that Li Zhen and other members of the sect. Only the "guidor" Ren Jie was still in his old position, chatting with the group of women in their forties.

Ren Jie, with her hair tied, seemed to notice his gaze, turned her head and looked over.

After seeing that she was an acquaintance, she smiled a little and nodded affectionately.

Shang Jianyao responded with the same move.

He didn't move closer, so he found a random spot, staring at the people playing cards, and listened to the radio that would always be affected by various sounds here.

Time passes by minute by minute, and it is not far from the time the street lights go out and the night comes.

Ren Jie flipped her wrist and looked at the old electronic watch, stood up, smiled and said to the women around her:

"I'm back, I'm back, someone is waiting for you!"

A group of people laughed and made a few words, Ren Jie left the "activity center" and walked towards her own direction.

Shang Jianyao stood up and followed her as if she was normal.

After turning into another street, Ren Jie saw that there was no one on the road, so he slowed down and let Shang Jianyao get closer and walk side by side with him.

"Xiao Shang, what's the matter?" Ren Jie asked in a lower voice and a chatty tone.

Shang Jianyao's eyes gradually became darker:

"Aunt Ren, look:

“We live on the same floor;

“All are members of the Order;

"so……"

Ren Jie was a little confused at first, and gradually became enlightened:

"So, we need to establish a closer relationship, such as..."

As she spoke, her eyes gradually became strange, her face became a little red, and she didn't know which direction she was thinking about.
To be continued...
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