You Are Deep in The Stars - Chapter 54

“Director Ma, Mr. Bai was really not interested in Shakespeare’s masquerade.” Han Zhuo said calmly. “He has been very busy recently.”

Mark Li felt like running into a ghost and was very depressed. Why was it that every time he called Bai Xi recently, he was always answered by this fierce bodyguard? It was already past eleven o’clock now.

“Do you mind if I block him?” Mr. Han asked.

“I mind quite a bit.” Bai Xi snatched back his mobile phone. “After everything is over, I will discuss literature and movies with him.”

Mr. Han said, “Okay, Director Ma is currently second on my blacklist.”

Bai Xi was curious. “Who is in first place?”

Han Zhuo replied, “Teacher Steve.”

Bai Xi: “…”

The lights in the bedroom dimmed.

In this noisy night, Bai Xi did not tell his speculation but chose to let Han Zhuo have a good sleep first. He did not mention the matter again until the afternoon of the next day.

“Liang Yi?” Han Zhuo said.

“I have checked this name before, but there are no clues. Even Wu Zigang, who had been paying close attention to the government’s movements, did not know of his existence, so everyone agreed that this was just a code name. What do you think?” Bai Xi asked. “Do you think my speculation is reasonable?”

Han Zhuo nodded. “It does make sense logically.”

“Then should we try to contact Uncle Zhou again?” Bai Xi said. “For now, he is our only breakthrough.”

“Zhou Jing’s current condition is very bad.” Han Zhuo said. “It’s not just a matter of height, but the bones have begun to deform and stiffen, which may be life-threatening.”

“Is there any way to cure it?” Bai Xi frowned.

“At least we don’t have it, not the Third Laboratory.” Han Zhuo said. “As for whether Shi Tian and the Beidou Research Institute have it, it’s hard to say for the time being.” In addition to these, there was currently another biggest problem: Zhou Yong’s whole family was in a state of loss. They were in such a bad state that he could neither make calls nor see anyone, let alone inquire about Liang Yi’s whereabouts from him.

Bai Xi had a sudden thought. “I have been to Zhou Jing’s bedroom, so we can actually teleport there?”

Han Zhuo: “…”

“At least we have to meet first,” Bai Xi insisted.

“At least this week must pass first.” Han Zhuo pinched his nose. “Let me find out first what the current situation of Zhou Yong’s family is.”

Of course, teleportation was possible, but if, after teleporting, they were in front of a room full of researchers, doctors, and police, then the situation would be a bit tricky. Facts also proved that his guess was not wrong. On the night Zhou Jing returned home, the Beidou Research Institute transferred three employees to live in Zhou’s house in 24-hour shifts.

In the dead of night, Mrs. Zhou sat beside the bed, looking at her sleeping daughter. Her originally pretty eyes had dried up and withered; she could no longer shed a single tear. She regretted her choices back then, regretted the handfuls of medicines she had taken hastily, but was unable to make any amends. In just a few days, large patches of grey hair had grown on her temples.

“Would you like some water?” Zhou Yong held her shoulders.

Mrs. Zhou shook her head blankly. She had learned her husband’s true identity by this time and was even a little angry at him. If there were no Beidou Research Institute, no underground warehouses, and no ferocious pursuers, then the superpowers would not have to panic. She thought they could go all day without taking medicine, and of course, they wouldn’t have to give birth to a deformed child.

She felt very cold, the kind of cold that penetrated to her bones. She wanted to scream, to shout out her thoughts to her husband like every angry and irrational wife, but she couldn’t utter even a single syllable.

She didn’t know how to curse; she just wanted to get her healthy daughter back.

“Director Zhou.” The researcher knocked on the bedroom door. “Someone calls your phone number.”

Although the other party did not identify himself, the people who had been able to make internal calls in the past few days were probably not outsiders, and the voice sounded quite majestic. They did not dare to take it lightly.

“Teacher Liang.” Zhou Yong stood on the balcony and sighed. “My wife’s mood is really bad. I’m worried that she won’t be able to hold on.”

“Don’t worry yet.” Liang Yi said. “I have already talked with Feng Qi, and he will help you arrange it as soon as possible. Let Jingjing come to my place first.”

“Were you completely unaware of this beforehand?” Zhou Yong asked. “About my wife’s identity.”

“I didn’t know; she hid it very well.” Liang Yi said. “One thing I want to tell you in advance is that for people with superpowers, bone growth is not irreversible, so I will try my best to find a way to let Jingjing get well soon.”

“Thank you.” Zhou Yong’s voice was hoarse. This was the only good news in recent days.

“The superpower who came to see you some time ago, Han Zhuo,” Liang Yi suddenly said. “What do you think?”

Zhou Yong frowned slightly. “Teacher.”

“Don’t worry; they don’t have the guts to monitor my calls to you.” Liang Yi said. “Just say it.”

Zhou Yong said, “He seems to be very prestigious among people with supernatural powers.”

“Only this?” Liang Yi said with a smile. “Well, it seems that your cautious habits have not changed yet. Then we will see you in three days.”