"Reaper chemical research now has a clue, and you will be the best test product."
Aizen Soosuke's voice echoed faintly in this slightly gloomy space.
At this time, he seemed to be announcing a commonplace thing, with a kind of indifferent certainty in his eyes, and the kind of inhumane scientific research fanaticism flickered in his eyes.
"And I will help take care of your son Kakashi.Don't worry too much.He is an excellent child and will definitely become my excellent assistant."
As he said, he paced leisurely between the bottles and cans that were neatly placed but seemed to contain some kind of order.
There is a special aura everywhere. It is the smell of chemical reagents mixed with the smell of organ specimens, which makes people vomit, but Lan Zhan doesn't seem to feel it. He is immersed in the blueprint for the future of Kakashi that he has planned. .
"If there is no problem with judgment, then I will become the child's adoptive father in three days.Don't you think this is a very wonderful thing?"
Lan Zhan stopped, tilted his head slightly, and a seemingly gentle but weird smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He seemed to be really asking Sakumo Hagi, and he seemed to be just talking to himself about something that was already certain.
"!!!!"
Sakumo Hagi in the cage was full of anger, horror and despair. He wanted to roar but couldn't find a suitable voice. He could only use this series of exclamation marks to express his extremely complex emotions.
The broken light blue humanoid looked at the world full of bottles and cans and various organ specimens in front of him, and the picture was like a scene in a nightmare.
The fragments of his soul struggled frantically in this cage, holding the frame that imprisoned him with both hands, glaring at the gentle-looking figure in front of him.
His eyes seemed to be spewing out fire. If his eyes could kill people, these eyes would be enough to cut Lan Dye to pieces.
Among the countless operating instruments, the figure wearing a white feather weave, as if he was writing calligraphy, looked so eye-catching.
All kinds of instruments in the laboratory flickered with weird light and buzzed, and Lan Zhan was like a quiet boat in the center of a storm, standing there manipulating a series of instruments.
Under the light, his white feather weaving seemed to exude a kind of holy brilliance, but what he did was like a demonic act.
As if sensing the power contained in that gaze, he pushed the eyes on the bridge of his nose. It was a pair of seemingly ordinary glasses, but the mirror faintly reflected the light of the surrounding instruments, as if hiding countless secrets.
With a gentle smile, he put his hands in the cuffs of the feather-woven robe, and walked to the frame with a smile.
"Good noon, Sakumo Hagi Shangren.My humble abode is desolate, please forgive me."
Lan Zhan greeted politely, and there seemed to be a trace of humility in his voice, but this humility seemed extremely harsh in such a scene, like a demon laughing at the prey that was about to be swallowed.
"--" Sakumo Hagi just stared at Lan Zhan with hatred, not wanting to respond to his false politeness at all.
Aizen Soosuke.
The name is now hovering in Sakumo Hagi's heart like a curse.
He never thought that the person he admired would hide such a terrifying face.
Looking at the well-behaved man, Sakumo Hagi's eyes were cracking.His soul seemed to be burning with anger, and his eyes became red with congestion.
The scene that I was most worried about before I died finally turned into an actual reality.
He chose to kill himself in despair, just to escape those difficult things, but he never thought that he would put his son in such a dangerous situation.
"You-if you do something to him-I will kill you-Lanyan!!!"
Sakumo Hagi tried his best to roar with his soul, and his voice echoed frantically in this somewhat enclosed space.
"Interesting.Do suicidal ninja souls often ignore restraint?Compared with you who are alive in reality, the gap is still strange.If it were you in reality, you wouldn't have such a big reaction to this kind of stimulation."
Lan Zhan seemed to have discovered something new, and a look of inquiry flashed in his eyes. In his opinion, the reaction of Sakumo Hagi's soul at this time was a very interesting research sample.He stretched out his hand and pushed his glasses, and the flat glasses reflected a cold light, reflecting the figure of his father who was staring at him in the frame.
In the cold light, the tragedy of Hagi Shumo's broken soul was clearly visible. The fragments of those souls seemed to be trembling angrily, as if they wanted to break through the cage, but after all, they were bound by powerful forces, just struggling in vain.
"It's wonderful. The study of the soul is really so intoxicating no matter how many times it is ground.Everyone can find different research directions."
Lan Zhan murmured to himself intoxicatedly, completely immersed in his evil research world, the instruments around him were still constantly running and making sounds, as if to accompany his crazy behavior.
"I want to--kill--"
Sakumo Hagi's soul roared intermittently, his voice full of unwillingness and anger, but because the soul was gradually weakening, the voice was no longer as powerful as it had been just now.
"With such intense shouting and mood swings for a few minutes, the soul body can continue to make sounds under anger.Your current voice is nothing more than consuming your own will.But there is no need to panic, Shuo Maojun.Because you can't do anything."
Lan Yan calmly analyzed while walking to the side of the instrument around the frame.His movements were not tight or slow, as if he was enjoying the anger and despair of Sakumo Hagi's soul.
Walking to the instruments around the frame, Ryusuke Aizen began to reach out and fiddle with a series of buttons and pull rods. His fingers dexterously jumped on these operating devices. Each operation was accompanied by a weird buzzing sound of the instrument. These buzzing sounds gradually gathered together and began to reverberate in the underground space, as if death was playing a terrifying movement.
"I don't have any machinations.I seriously want to teach him something.He is a genius, and I am very lonely by myself."
Lan Zhan's voice is still very calm, as if telling a warm story, but it is impossible to tell how much is true and how much is a lie in these words.
"You--can't be trusted--"
Sakumo Hagi used his last strength to say these words. His soul had become very weak, and that sense of powerlessness almost overwhelmed him, but his worry about Kakashi remained unabated, even if he knew that he had no power to resist now. .
"Whether it is credible or not has nothing to do with the facts.It's true that he wants to be my adopted son, Shuo Maojun.Isn't all this the result of your choice to commit suicide?When I died, I never thought that I was still the father of a child, but now I think of this or something, it's really ridiculous.People always realize what their most precious thing is after death."
Aizen's words were like a sharp knife, stabbing Sakumo Hagi again and again.
"I-" The soul fragment in the frame looked at the gentle-faced man in front of him for a moment.
He really didn't think about this issue.At that time, he was overwhelmed by endless despair and chose the most negative way to deal with it, but ignored Kakashi's future life. Now facing Lan Zhan's accusations, he couldn't refute a word, leaving only endless remorse.