Chapter 1762

After speaking, Song Qingyuan bent down, picked up the two potted flowers on the ground again, and said in a low voice, "I will definitely not let the murderer who killed my grandfather go!"

Because Song Qingyuan was bent over, Lu Shaohua couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but he could hear the hatred in his tone.

Lu Shaohua knew that Song Qingyuan was brought up by Professor Song, and the grandfather and grandson had a deep relationship.

Professor Song died innocently and tragically. Song Qingyuan must have hated the murderer to death, otherwise he would not have tortured Dalbe in every possible way.

"Qingyuan, don't worry, I will definitely find out the truth and avenge your grandfather."

Song Qingyuan's back froze, and after two seconds of silence, he thanked, "Thank you."

Lu Shaohua and Professor Song have known each other for many years, and their friendship is very deep, and he can't wait to find out the real murderer as soon as possible.

But no matter how much he inspected these days, he found nothing. It seemed that Professor Song was really murdered by Dalbe.

All the evidence is against Dalbe, but the people in the base understand better than anyone else: Dalbe is clearly capable of killing them, but he stays in the laboratory with peace of mind, just waiting for his innocence!

Song Qingyuan also knew it in his heart, but in his opinion, no matter whether Dalbe killed his grandfather himself or not, he was the culprit who killed his grandfather!

If it weren't for Dalbe's existence, his grandfather would never have died!

But this time Song Qingyuan was smart. He hid his hatred for Dalbei from Lu Huier who wanted to prove Dalbei's innocence.

Only by being able to get close to Dalbe, can he have the opportunity to kill him and avenge his grandfather himself!

"Patter."

Song Qingyuan opened the glass door of the laboratory, put two potted flowers in the corner, and turned to leave.

On the way he put the flowers, he didn't look at Dalbe at all, as if he didn't realize Dalbe's existence at all.

Dalbei also kept his head down and turned the pages of the book in his hand, completely indifferent to Song Qingyuan's arrival.

Lu Shaohua stood at the door with his arms folded, feeling very troubled by Dalbe, a hot potato.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

Song Qingyuan, who lowered his head and was about to pass by Dalbei, suddenly sprinted, took out a shiny dagger from his back, and stabbed Dalbei's heart!

"Qingyuan!"

Lu Shaohua could see clearly, but he didn't stop Song Qingyuan, and even secretly expected him to succeed.

And that exclamation came from Lu Huier who had just entered the laboratory.

Lu Hui'er bought a lot of potted plants today and wanted to help Dalbe decorate them, but when Song Qingyuan offered to help, she asked him to move two pots for her.

She thought Song Qingyuan had understood that Dalbe was not the real murderer after what happened last time.

But he never imagined that he would see such a terrifying scene.

The two pots of flowers that Lu Huier was carrying fell to the ground, but she didn't care about it at all. Instead, she pushed away Lu Shaohua who was guarding the door, and rushed into the laboratory.

"Qing Yuan, are you crazy!"

Song Qingyuan's sudden stab just now stabbed Dalbei's heart fiercely!

The gleaming dagger pierced a lot, leaving only a short hilt and a blade about two fingers wide.

The shiny blade was quickly colored by the dark red blood, turning a dazzling blood red.

Lu Huier's eyes widened in shock. Although she was surprised by Song Qingyuan's actions just now, she was not worried about him at all.

Because she believed in Dalbe's strength, she was certain that he would be able to escape.

However, why did the sharp dagger stab it? !

Lu Hui'er couldn't believe it and pushed away Song Qingyuan, who was full of sternness, and tried to pull out the knife that stabbed Dalbei's heart with trembling hands, but she didn't have any strength in her body.

The scarlet blood flooded, dripping down from the handle of the knife, and finally turned into Lu Huier's sad question, "You can dodge it obviously? Why didn't you dodge?"

Dalbe sat there calmly, looking at Song Qingyuan with stern eyes pityingly with cold eyes, "I repay the blood to your grandfather, put away your childish thoughts from now on, I won't be merciful anymore."

When Song Qingyuan brought the flowers in, Dalbe had already felt the strong murderous intent on him.

Even though Song Qingyuan never dared to look up at him, his trembling shoulders still couldn't conceal his killing intent.

Dalbe knew that Song Qingyuan hated him to the core, and he had tried his best to torture him a few days ago, just to avenge the tragic death of Professor Song.

Although Professor Song was not killed by Dalbe himself, in the final analysis, it was indeed inseparable from him.

If it wasn't for his existence, those people hiding in the dark would not have attacked Professor Song.

Therefore, facing Song Qingyuan's various difficulties, Dalbe completely ignored them.

He had expected Song Qingyuan's attack this time, but he didn't take it seriously at all.

Dalbe knew better than anyone that ordinary knife wounds, even bullets, could not cause fatal damage to his strange body.

However, this does not mean that he can endure indefinitely. The blood this time can be regarded as repayment for the bloodstains shed when Professor Song died tragically.

But, there will never be a next time!

Song Qingyuan stood there with a pale face. He thought that he had stabbed Dalbei in the heart and could avenge his grandfather smoothly.

But everything in front of him subverted his cognition.

The blood on the dagger became slower and slower, until it stopped at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There has never been a creature that can heal without treating the wound after being stabbed, never!

"You devil! I will never give up! As long as I live, I will definitely kill you and avenge grandpa with my own hands!"

Song Qingyuan roared in embarrassment, clenched his hands into fists, but felt extremely powerless in his heart.

He had obviously shot so many times against Dalbe, but every time, it ended in failure.

Such a result was unacceptable to Song Qingyuan. He could not accept that he was a complete loser, and he couldn't even avenge his grandfather!

Lu Hui'er turned her head in disappointment, and looked at Song Qingyuan with compassion, "Qingyuan, I thought you had seen the truth of the matter, but I didn't expect you to be blinded by hatred. Dalbe was not the murderer of your grandfather at all, even You have targeted him so many times, but he never hurt you, why don't you understand?"

"Hehe, I don't understand?" Song Qingyuan gritted his teeth and stared at Dalbe. The hatred between him and Dalbe had already been buried deep in his blood, and it would never end!

"If it wasn't for the appearance of this demon, how could my grandfather die innocently and tragically?! Sister, tell me, if you didn't bring Dalbe back, would my grandfather not participate in the research of his research project, would he end up in such a miserable end?"

Song Qingyuan's words hit Lu Hui'er's heart like a heavy stick, she looked at Song Qingyuan sadly, "So you are blaming me for bringing him back?"