C128 Dna Comparison and Identification Book

In the study room.

Jiaang Lin had already left for a long time, leaving Mu Tingsu behind to maintain the posture when he took the photo. However, the photo had already been ruthlessly rubbed and turned into a piece of scrap paper.

His heart was beating fast, as if it was no different from the usual beating of his heart. The only thing that felt strange was the sour feeling in his heart