Chapter 1783

Lu Hui'er was firmly guarded by Dalbe, and when she heard Song Qingyuan's shout, she immediately walked to the door and opened the locked bolt, "Darbe didn't slip away, he is here."

The door of the laboratory was opened, and Song Qingyuan walked in suspiciously. He was taken aback when he saw Tezhu Song and Dalbei who were at loggerheads, and shouted at Dalbei, "Darbei, you lunatic, let go of Song Te quickly." help!"

After speaking, Song Qingyuan rushed towards Dalbei.

In Song Qingyuan's mind, he already hated Dalbei to the bone, so he naturally thought that Dalbei wanted to hurt Song Tezhu.

He rushed towards Dalbei like a hungry tiger, but was stopped by Lu Huier.

Lu Hui'er tightly grabbed Song Qingyuan's sleeve, and loudly defended Dalbe, "Qingyuan, you misunderstood! Assistant Song is the one who killed Professor Song!"

This sentence was like thunder on the ground, and Song Qingyuan was stunned on the spot.

He turned his head to look at Lu Huier in shock, "Impossible! You are lying to me! You are trying to excuse Dalbe!"

Saying that, Song Qingyuan broke away from Lu Huier's hand violently, and rushed towards Dalbei again, "You murderer, you must have resorted to tricks to shirk your responsibility! It's just crazy! I'll fight with you!"

Song Qingyuan was tall and tall, and rushed towards him like a hungry tiger. Before he got close to Dalbei, he stretched out his hand to block it.

Dalbei easily waved Song Qingyuan away, watched him fall to the ground, and said condescendingly, "Song Qingyuan, stop deceiving yourself, I'm afraid you know better than anyone else who killed your grandfather!"

As he said, Dalbe threw the crushed baseball bat at Song Qingyuan's feet, "Don't say you haven't seen this baseball bat before! It's just that your prejudice blinded your eyes and made you still refuse to believe it. This fact!"

"Clang!"

The crushed baseball bat fell at Song Qingyuan's feet, as if it had hit his head, making his rosy face turn pale in an instant.

He took half a step back in horror, refusing to accept everything he heard, "No! That's not the case! Grandpa was killed by you, it was you!"

Song Qingyuan was shaking so badly that he didn't dare to look at the baseball bat still rolling beside his feet.

He did see this stick under Song Tezhu's bed, but what happened?

Special Assistant Song was single-handedly picked up by Grandpa. Even if the entire experimental base had objections to Grandpa, it would definitely not be Special Assistant Song!

Obviously the murderer is the demon Dalbe, and it has nothing to do with anyone else!

"You are the murderer, you are the murderer!" Song Qingyuan looked at Dalbei with hatred, and kept murmuring, as if trying to hypnotize himself.

Lu Huier looked pitifully at Song Qingyuan, who was on the verge of collapse, and came to him and squatted down, her voice choked up, "You can't accept it, can you? Me too. If it wasn't for me being taken out of the base last time, I wouldn't have I will be suspicious of Special Assistant Song. Because that night, he was the only one who brought me coffee, and I don’t remember anything after that.”

In fact, as early as yesterday, Dalbe found the baseball bat that smelled of Professor Song's blood, and secretly brought it in front of Lu Hui'er.

Facing the cleaned bat, Lu Huier shuddered all over, but still couldn't believe it.

She couldn't accept that Special Assistant Song, who had always respected Professor Song, would do such a crazy thing.

Everyone in the experimental base knew that without Professor Song's support, there would be no such glamorous Special Assistant Song!

Dalbe did not force Lu Huier to accept the reality immediately, but reminded her to be careful of Song Tezhu, at least not to eat the food he sent.

Because Dalbe suspected that Lu Hui'er would be taken out of the base without anyone noticing that night, and it was inseparable from Song Tezhu!

Although Lu Hui'er couldn't believe it, when Tezhu Song brought the coffee tonight, she still listened to Dalbe's warning and kept an eye out.

Especially when Tezhu Song unnaturally picked up the familiar coffee pot, Lu Huier suddenly remembered that she drank a cup of coffee the night she was kidnapped, and then fell asleep.

So just now Lu Huier just pretended to drink it, and then lay down on the table with the excuse of being dizzy.

And what happened later, even though it was hard for Lu Huier to accept, she had no choice but to accept the reality that Song Tezhu was indeed suspected.

When Tezhu Song waved the baseball bat and rushed towards Lu Huier, she finally believed what Dalbe said before, that Tezhu Song was the real murderer of Professor Song.

Lu Hui'er looked at Song Qingyuan who was huddled together, tears had already wet his glasses, he was still shaking his head, "No, it's impossible, my grandfather was killed by a vampire, it wasn't him, it wasn't... "

"That's right! Dalbe, you dirty vampire, don't think that you can slander me with a murder weapon!" Song Tezhu forced himself to be calm and roared at Dalbe, "You are the real murderer! You It's blood spurting!"

"Do you still want to argue?" Dalbe smiled confidently, and turned his head to look outside the laboratory. "If my guess is correct, the monitoring that was destroyed that day should not be repaired. When the monitoring is replayed, everyone will You will know who is lying!"

"You're talking nonsense! I've already cut the surveillance footage from that day, even if it's repaired, I won't be able to take any pictures!" Song Tezhu angrily yelled at Dalbe, and he fell silent instantly as if his tongue was bitten by a cat. .

Dalbe looked at Special Assistant Song clearly, "So you still plan to deny that you killed Professor Song?"

His eyes were cold and clear, piercing Song Tezhu's illusion of composure like a scorching sun, "Damn, Dalbe, you actually lied to me?!"

"So what if I lied to you?!" Dalbe snorted coldly, "Some people keep saying that I am a dirty vampire, so where is my soul so noble?"

"No matter what, I don't feed on blood!" Song Tezhu looked embarrassed, but he was still stern, "No matter what, I am a normal person! Unlike you, I am a demon that everyone hates!"

Dalbe teleported, grabbed Song Tezhu by the throat with one hand, and lifted him up.

"That's right, I did eat blood before, which made people fearful and alienated. But now I don't have the bloodthirsty thirst anymore!" Dalbe said, looking at Song Qingyuan who was lying on the ground, "It's all thanks to the injections by Song Qingyuan Injections, they did not kill my life, but managed to curb the thirst for blood in my body!"

After returning from falling off the cliff, Dalbe found strangely that he no longer longed for blood as before.

Although occasionally his throat was still parched with thirst, he forcibly suppressed the mellowness that reminded him of the warm and moist blood.

Even occasionally, he can eat normal food.