69novels Chapter 189
Chapter 189
Yuan Qianmu really found a time to bring a family member to watch a movie starring Sharon at the same time as his five idiots.
The movie theater team building he planned still has his personal style. It is not a big deal to watch the excitement. Years ago, the evil relationship at the school gate started, and after the black hand behind the scene turned on the light, everyone was pleasantly surprised to find that it turned out that they really hit the friendly army hard.
The beginning and the process are very joyful, in stark contrast to the somber style of the nearly two-hour literary film.
At the end, even the monitors who didn't know what happened realized that after this parting, it would be difficult to reunite in a neat way, but no one would say a word of frustration, and they just seized the time to have another lively scene , This time I came in a hurry, and I left in a hurry. Next time, don't rush to leave. You have to have a good chat and have a drink.
Hagiwara Kenji, who said this to enliven the atmosphere, did not expect that the next time they "tied up" would really have to wait until a long, long time later.
This was the last time most of them saw Yuan Qianmu.
After seeing that there is nothing wrong with being alive and kicking, Yuan Qianmu returned to the research institute again.
Of course, it was the research institute where he had stayed as a researcher. The independent research institute that the man had promised him would not be built so quickly, and the preparation time was estimated to take a year.
At this time, he was far less active than before Belmode knocked him out. The main reason was that the research and development of specific drugs for genetic diseases had stagnated, and there was no need for in vivo experiments. There was no need for him to rush to be abused.
Another project that he regards as the second way to save lives lacks a few precision instruments that must be specially customized. The man said that he will prepare them for him together with the brand-new research institute. A leisurely life that I can't adapt to.
"You Xian" was originally extremely far away from Yuan Qianmu. Since he learned the truth at the age of 17, he has been chasing time and fighting for his life. No matter what he does, he can't slow down.
However, perhaps because of the sudden relaxation of the strings that have been tensed all the year round, during the time when he was just idle, his spirit was obviously not very good, and sometimes he would fall asleep involuntarily while sitting, and he seemed to have forgotten something after waking up. It seems not.
In addition, a certain man was thinking of something, as if deliberately trying to slow him down.
The research institute needs to be built for a year, and it doesn't matter if you keep improving.
But the "talented assistant who can be put to great use with a little training" he found for him has just turned ten years old this year.
That's right, this talented girl named Miyano Shiho is far from the right age to put on a white coat and devote herself to scientific research.
Yuan Qianmu wanted to punch the same smiling face as himself again.
What he wants is the finished version, an excellent assistant who can help him after a few days of adaptation at most, and it is absolutely impossible for him to turn around and act as a nanny for underage children.
No matter how young Miyano Shiho is, she is a genius who taught herself university courses at a young age, and she is indeed extremely talented in the field of medicine—it doesn't change the fact that she is still a child.
Yuan Qianmu hasn't lost his conscience enough to enslave minors safely. Moreover, children need extra care to take care of them, and he doesn't have that much time.
He wanted to return the product, but the return failed.
That gentleman, Tobermode, relayed that the person handed over to him is the best candidate, and the criteria for selecting a person are only practicality and value, not identity, gender or even age.
The gentleman also asked him rather puzzled what he thought, just because Miyano Shiho was too young, he should simply reject an assistant who is more useful than the sum of the trash?
"It's not like what you said, it's just for yourself."
The man ruthlessly tore away some selfish thoughts that he said were wrong with his jokes. Yuan Qianmu was irritable, but he couldn't refute.
There may be some strange selfishness in his heart: for young children, he will show a little kindness that shouldn't be there, and secretly be more patient.
Miyano Shiho more or less reminded him of his former self.
Also born without parents—the only blood relative is worse than none, also under the control of the organization, growing up in an extremely depressive environment, the only one who can rely on... No, many times you can’t change anything by yourself, Their lives were decided a long time ago without authorization.
Yuan Qianmu didn't know whether Miyano Shiho had foreseen his future and whether he was mentally prepared.
If he could choose, he didn't want to take another child with him while he was squeezed so hard that he couldn't breathe.
Without hesitating for long, Yuan Qianmu claimed Miyano Shiho.
He became her new guardian and even drove to pick her up on the date of the scheduled move.
The reason for changing ideas so quickly——
...what is it?
Yuan Qianmu forgot again.
He forgot silently, and couldn't even leave a vague impression, so much so that he didn't notice anything unusual at all, and some fragmentary memories were erased from his mind.
He successfully took Miyano Shiho to the new house that had been arranged. When the girl got home, she caught a cold and fell asleep in bed for most of the day.
After covering the sleeping little girl with a quilt, Yuan Qianmu went downstairs quietly, searched for ingredients in the kitchen, and planned to make a bowl of rock sugar pear soup for his future assistant on the spur of the moment.
Snow pear soup with rock sugar is a strange dish. Compared with the common stew, it is more like a dessert with melted pulp?
Yuan Qianmu couldn't remember when he learned it for a while, maybe when he was cooking with Zhu Fu Jingguang in the past, he accidentally scanned a certain unpopular cookbook and wrote it down by the way.
Appropriate amount of rock sugar, sliced pear meat, add water and put it in a stew pot to boil, then wait...
The aroma diffused in the kitchen, the rising water mist above the stewing pot, the scorching sound of boiling in the pot... Together they create a warm and delicate atmosphere, where the mood will become pleasant and the things that catch the eye will also change. It has become a rare warm color.
Is it enough to put just two rock candies, or is it better to put a little more?
Yuan Qianmu thought about the details that he would never pay attention to in the past, and couldn't help smiling.
The flesh was stewed enough, and the cloying sweetness overflowed, Yuan Qianmu turned off the fire, ready to serve the first rock sugar pear soup he made in his life.
Just now, in order to clean the ingredients, he took off the gloves that he had been wearing habitually since a certain day a year ago. rim of the saucepan.
It was very hot.
The small piece of tender skin in the stewing pot was full of tingling pain, and the scorching heat swept through with the pain, as if the flesh and blood had been burned in an instant.
He froze suddenly when the burning sensation hit, it seemed that this pain beyond the upper limit of ordinary people's endurance had regained a short period of clarity.
Dazed for a long time, trying to sort out his thoughts as quickly as possible in the heavy confusion, the red-haired young man forgot to let go of his hand for a moment.
At this moment, he finally remembered what he had forgotten.
He once again compromised with the man, and the speed of accepting the young assistant was not as fast as he thought.
Before leaving the house this morning, he didn't intend to go out to pick up the person himself. He asked Belmode one day in advance to ask her to find someone to pick up Miyano Shiho instead.
However, he forgot.
In the short time when he got up and walked into the study, he actually forgot all about the decision he had made, and instead made a decision that was diametrically opposed to the former, and acted on it immediately.
...Are you sure, is it his own decision? !
Yuan Qianmu seemed to wake up from a nightmare in an instant, and suddenly pulled his hands, cold sweat dripping down his back.
Astonishment and fear flashed through his red eyes that had turned from empty to dark, and the gloom that was pressing deeper in his heart was almost uncontrollable and raging, all because a series of broken memories emerged one after another, he couldn't accept it at all... How could he have thought that he would Almost completely lost the most important thing!
His memory had gone wrong a long time ago.
It may be due to the sequelae of the semi-finished life-sustaining medicine, or it may be because the researchers injected him with various powerful drugs during the human experiment, which caused irreversible damage to his brain-until now, who knows what happened? What's going on.
In short, Yuan Qianmu's memory is fading with the passage of time.
At the beginning, the symptoms are very mild, he is unconscious and shows no abnormalities, but in the later stage, he will forget more and more common sense, people and things, and lose all important or insignificant memories—an incurable terminal illness will take His fate, forgetting, will also ruthlessly obliterate him.
How could Yuan Qianmu accept that he was being killed slowly.
He could no longer remember the process of the struggle. At this time, he raised his hand and pressed his painful forehead tightly, clenching his teeth, his expression that seemed to be pained and disgusted frequently changed, and he desperately tried to recall, but he only found one impression. Relatively deepest scene:
He was lying on a familiar operating table, his limbs were bound, and his head was firmly fixed.
The surrounding environment was not familiar to him. There were no dazzling shadowless lamps, no surgical instruments reflecting the cold light, and no disgusting smell of blood.
The strange-shaped transistors twisted and intertwined, covering the formerly empty ceiling, and the flashing blue electric light above fell into his blood-red pupils, dyeing his pale face, as if he wanted to gently immerse, embrace Hold his cold body.
--what are these?
—Want to...do what?
"We agreed, before we leave, do an experiment for me."
The soft voice that followed the memory gave the answer.
A man sat beside him, looked down, and when he met his eyes, there was still comfort in his eyes.
"I promise I won't do you any harm. This test is also for your own good. Some things can't be forgotten, such as what I want you to remember. As for other unimportant things, it doesn't matter if you forget them."
The man leaned over and brushed away the hair on his forehead that blocked his eyes.
The smile that appeared on the smooth face was first clear in his trembling vision, and then suddenly shattered:
"The part you forgot, I will give you my memory, and you will never forget it again."
"I... your... no..."
Yuan Qianmu's own voice was also shattered along with the ups and downs of memory fragments.
It turned out that this was the "experiment" mentioned by the man before he was asked to go to Nagano. He only remembered this sentence and forgot all the experimental process he had experienced.
But more things were stuffed into his mind, not just the recipe of rock sugar pear soup, but also details that he had noticed or hadn't discovered yet...
What else does a man do to his brain?
What he did, a seemingly accidental thought, a deliberate decision-was it really out of his own will?
unconfirmed.
As long as there is a slight possibility of being "tampered with", he will never pretend to be stupid with a carefree attitude.
Is it better to obey the fate and be eroded by the sequelae, becoming an idiot who doesn't know who he is, or is it better to pay a small price and maintain himself as much as possible?
The man helped him choose the latter one. He personally judged the pros and cons, and there was a high probability that he would choose this one.
but.
He doesn't need others to help him make decisions.
He doesn't want anything that isn't his own.
Standing in front of the cooking table like a sculpture, the red-haired young man slowly looked down at the hand that touched the stew pot just now.
Fair skin, with slender knuckles, except for the fingertips that were burnt to a point that were too red, there was no blood in other places, but faint palm lines could be seen, as if the exquisite fine lines were specially carved on jade.
The other hand, too, is a perfect work of art that needs to be cared for.
With such perfect hands, he picked up the stewing pot that was still hot, walked steadily all the way, and returned to the room where Miyano Shiho was.
The continuous pain in his palm could help him stay awake, so he maintained this position, waiting for the drowsy tea-haired girl to wake up until dawn.
When it was almost dawn, the soup was already cold, Yuan Qianmu went downstairs again silently, and came back with a reheated bowl of soup.
Miyano Shiho opened his eyes and saw Yuan Qianmu, who was holding a special breakfast prepared for her, surrounded by the rising sun behind him and surrounded by golden borders, showing a warm and friendly appearance.
The genius scientist at this time was three years older than the pseudo-primary school student in the main timeline. She had a very good first impression of Yuan Qianmu. It cannot be denied that she was moved, but it cannot be denied that she , they all felt that Yuan Qianmu was an indescribable weirdo.
If audiences outside the world don't open the perspective of God and see the whole story clearly, they will also feel the same way: Is there something wrong with this person doing such a thing?Turning faces is faster than flipping books, what you said one second and you regret it the next second, what's wrong with eating at the nearest restaurant and you have to run far away?The curtains have to be dismantled and changed in one day after they are installed, so what happened to the curtains?Time and energy count as money?
Like a different kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder who is more cloudy than the sky in June, no matter what he does, he will always stop suddenly and stare at the left wrist that has nothing for a long time, so gloomy and frightening, that is to say, he looks good There is still money, and the real loli version of Xiao Ai on the stall is very worry-free, otherwise, he would have been sacked with grievances——
However, this is not the case.
[Are you sure the extra memory is not tampered memory...?If he simply forgot, then when Qianmu makes a decision again, his thinking should be the same as before he forgot. That time at the research institute... was very wrong! 】
[No, no, the only thing that went wrong was the first time!Later, his capricious behavior was due to the fact that he no longer believed in his subconscious judgment and deliberately took preventive measures... This temper is too strong, and he is too cruel to himself, but it can't be done. Make yourself crazy! 】
【hand!Maomao’s beautiful hands wow woo woo woo woo QAQ My paws start to phantom pain just by looking at them, damned bastard BOSS, don’t you love Qianmu the most!Saying one thing is another, and moving hands faster and more ruthlessly than anyone else, isn't this brainwashing! ! ! 】
【Well... I personally think not. If the boss wants to brainwash Qianmu into an obedient brother, he can do it from the very beginning. There is no need for so many bbs.Have you noticed, the pervert is always the one who talks the most every time he appears on stage, his attitude towards his younger brother... how should I put it, I am actually flattering him a bit?Uh uh, it’s so weird, in short, that’s what it means, the boss is a pervert with abnormal brain circuits, but to Qian Mu, it probably seems to be true...]
[I care about you but I don't care about you being unhappy when I care about you? ? ? 】
[Take notes, everyone!Looking at the line of the BOSS, he filled Qian Mu with his own memory. The winery now has the technology of transferring memory from the human brain! ! !Damn, a rather bad guess has emerged—you say, it is known that Qian Mu was killed on the Ferris wheel, and there is a high probability that his death was real and not a fake death. How did he survive with no bones left?Could it be that... a new body was used directly, and his original memory...]
【......Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】
[Live in Bengbu, bright sugar and dark knife are coming again, right? This time the formula is changed to a family story of a eccentric and reliable guardian, a big cat, and a timid and vigilant kitten, right?Damn me—just eat this one woo woo woo, Bei Qian’s affection has already knocked me to death, and Xiao Zhibao is so cute, obviously he has already been captured by the big cat’s thoughtfulness, I’m worried about him but dare not say it, hiding in the corner Observe secretly, don't be afraid of Xiao Zhibao!Rush up to post!This big red cat is worthy of purring! 】
【Have you found out? Qianmu has fulfilled everything that Zhibao promised. He only competes with his subconscious mind that may have problems where it doesn't affect her. The year he and Zhibao have been together has become so gentle!It is a completely different flavor from the police academy period!Cats actually like children very much, right? 】
【Ahhh, Xiao Zhibao is a good boy! ! !Look at the family, she went up!She didn't know what Qian Mu was fighting against, nor what he was hesitating about, but she knew that she had already regarded this strange guardian as a real relative, and she wanted to help him!Hurry up and promise her! 73 You can have the scientific research ceiling appointed by the teacher. With her help, your illness will definitely—]
Sure, can it be cured?
Dull readers also sensed the problem, so the last few words took a while to type.
The BOSS promised to give it to Yuan Qianmu's independent research institute, and it took a year to finally prepare it.
Yuan Qianmu brought Miyano Shiho to the remote research institute. The research institute was built underground in a senior sanatorium, and they usually lived in the sanatorium on the ground.
Covering a wide area of more than ten kilometers, no matter how pleasant the lakeside scenery is, only the two of them can appreciate it.
A closed environment that is too deserted is not suitable for children to stay for a long time. Considering Miyano Shiho's physical and mental health, Yuan Qianmu didn't want to take her with him at first, but Miyano Shiho was firm and dared to throw her away. Mu Na had no choice but to compromise.
Fortunately, the two researchers, big and small, are the type who are focused on their work and can't get out once they enter the laboratory. Instead of worrying about being locked up, it is better to worry about whether they can come out on time after entering the laboratory.
Originally, the 11-year-old Miyano Shiho should not be worried about this matter. As a minor, she should be the one to be worried about.
Miyano Shiho didn't expect that Brother Qianmu, whom she had quietly changed his name to, started the experiment so well, as if he couldn't delay for a moment, he couldn't get out once he got in.
She knocked on the door outside the laboratory for a long time, and her mood was highly synchronized with the audience who raised her heart. From the beginning with a little bit of blame and annoyance, to suddenly realizing something was wrong, and finally thinking of a bad possibility, she suddenly panicked.
[An accident happened in the laboratory?Fainted out of strength?What the hell is going on!Hurry up and call an ambulance! 】
[Just Xiao Ai, a little girl, how can you let her break the door!Is this where an ambulance can come? 】
[I just wanted to say that Qianmu's current physical condition...is not very optimistic. He obviously doesn't seem to be doing anything, he is exercising as usual, and his diet is fine, but he is obviously much thinner than a year ago, and his mental outlook is also... ... so worrying.That's right, I should look for Miss Bei at this time!Xiao Ai can't do it alone, only Sister Bei can help, Sister Bei is here to save the cat——]
【Zhiho called someone!Damn, I'm in a delicate mood. Reason tells me that it's better to find a perverted brother. Qianmu can get the best care, but I'm not convinced and stop me from thinking about it. If it's Qianmu himself, he definitely doesn't want to look for him. brother for help! 】
[Happy news that the foreign aid is here... Wait, is Lao Qin here? ! 】
Yuan Qianmu gave Miyano Shiho an emergency call beforehand.
Of course, it is impossible to directly call that man. Personal resistance can be temporarily put aside. Yuan Qianmu is even more afraid that the man will scare Zhibao, who is regarded as his younger sister's care. As long as he is still there, he will not let Zhibao contact that person. .
Yuan Qianmu remembered that Belmode had a personal enmity with Miyano Shiho's parents, and she didn't even like Miyano Shiho.What's more, he himself knows that his current state is not good, and he instinctively doesn't want women to see his current appearance.
The remaining candidates are only Gin who is not familiar with him, but has a rare tacit understanding with him.
If one day there is an accident that he can't come forward to solve, and can only ask Zhibao to ask for help, Gin is the most suitable to handle it. After all, his ability is very strong and his status is high enough.
Yuan Qianmu didn't doubt whether Gin would abandon the task that the man irresponsibly dumped on him, and rush over to help in time, the answer is yes.
Because, Gin was the "gift" that the man prepared to give him early on - he scoffed at this sentence, and didn't intend to accept it at all, and the "gift" itself didn't really look like he was the "master".
It's good to use Gin as an on-call tool.
When Yuan Qianmu fainted in the locked laboratory due to overwork and the lack of physical strength from forgetting to eat on time, Gin arrived in only four to ten minutes.
The silver-haired man ignored the shivering weak animal hiding in the corner, and used the physical means of shooting to destroy the door lock. He quickly entered the room and found the unconscious red-haired youth.
Gin's impression of Yuan Qianmu is still the same as the last time, which was also the only time they met before.
——This is a flower that blooms brighter only when it is watered by blood. It looks fragile, but it is actually covered with thorns, powerful and unyielding.
Gin met his titular "master" and didn't have any special feelings.
When the gentleman selected him, he told him that he wanted to prepare a unique and best gift for his important relatives, but this bloated and cumbersome organization was not enough, so he would keep him and give it to that people.
Gin accepts that gentleman's kindness and trust, and he doesn't mind changing his allegiance. Anyway, no matter who is the master, he can't change himself, and he has such self-confidence.
however.
From the first meeting, he discovered that the red-haired young man was also a lone wolf doing his own way.
He doesn't need a companion, and his arrogant eyes can't even tolerate vassals. He seems to be polite and appreciative of him, but in fact, he doesn't really care about the silver-haired man.
The same sex repels each other, and there is no order from that gentleman, Gin will not force himself to do something.
Two people who are too similar in nature cannot go the same way, and the best way to deal with it is to keep a distance.
Gin really didn't expect that he would meet Yuan Qianmu who had changed his style.
Although the first thing the silver-haired man thought of after obtaining all the important information at a glance was that the gentleman would be furious after receiving his report.
A sickly face, a body that has lost too much weight compared to three years ago, slightly too long red hair with a dull color, and hideous scalds exposed under the gloves... Many discoveries can prove that Yuan Qianmu is getting rid of that time. During the period of staring, I did not pay enough attention to my physical health.
The silver-haired man frowned briefly, realizing that a moment of sullenness had also flashed in his heart.
The red-haired youth does have a certain place in Silver Wolf's proud heart.
Part of it comes from the recognition of the strength contained in the young man's thin body, and part of it can only show that he still cares a little about this "master" in name.
Gin picked up Minamoto Mu, who was so light that it seemed weightless, and brought him into the rest room he found temporarily.
The second-in-command of the organization who has never taken care of anyone has strong hands-on skills, and his carefulness in dealing with future troubles also came in handy here. The red-haired young man was quickly placed by him, put on the bed and covered with a quilt, and took off his wrinkled white coat. Drop it and throw it aside.
He calmly judged that Yuan Qianmu's life was not safe for the time being, so he should report the matter to the BOSS first, and then call Belmode to ask how she took care of the person who was entrusted to her.
In addition, he still needs to go out to find out where the nutritional supplements that the red-haired youth urgently needs are stored.
Just as Gin was about to leave, there was a rustling sound behind him, and a moment later, a sense of crisis suddenly hit him from behind.
Not only did he never evade, but his movements of turning around and striking back were as fast as lightning. The preferential treatment for the red-haired young man was limited to his non-instinctive groping for Beretta in the pocket of the windbreaker.
"Boom!"
The bed board shook.
The top hat that slipped from Gin's hair brushed over the edge of the bed, and fell into the dark shadow of being unnoticed.
The palm he used to hold the gun was as firm as an iron yoke, and he instantly restrained the red-haired young man who was about to turn over. Now he is still holding down the young man's fleshless shoulder heavily, moving his cold fingers slightly to the side, and he can touch the pole. An undefended neck nearby.
Following his bowed posture, the long silver hair also fell down like a curtain, falling on Yuan Qianmu's face, completely blocking the glimmer of light that leaked in through the crack of the door.
Gin's green pupils seemed to reflect a icy light in the darkness.
Yuan Qianmu opened his eyes, and quietly looked at the green pupil above him.
He seemed to be in a suppressed position, but one hand fell silently on the neck of the silver-haired man.
The bleak left hand, with blue veins protruding from it, looked thin but extremely powerful, and the five fingers tightened mercilessly in an instant, taking Gin's breath away.
Gin didn't seem to feel the pain of infinitely approaching suffocation.
Looking down at the pair of extraordinarily dark crimson pupils in front of him, the silver-haired man's so-called cold face seemed to draw the corners of his lips in pleasure.
Yuan Qianmu caught a glimpse of his smile, and let go of his hand without knowing what to do.
"That's right," the man who had just recovered his breath said hoarsely, "It seems that you are more energetic than I thought."
"I can't die for the time being, but I'll trouble you to make a trip, thank you." Yuan Qianmu's expression returned to normal.
"No need." Refers to the last thank you.
Gin straightened up, ignored the hat that fell under the bed, and only looked at the red-haired young man who folded his hands in front of him and changed to a more comfortable lying position: "If there is no other order, I will go out and pour it for you first." Hot water, and bring in the medicine you need."
"..."
This change of attitude was frank and subtle. Yuan Qianmu's expression was weird for a moment, hesitating for two seconds as if he didn't know and tactful temptation, he simply gave up the option, and said bluntly: "What's wrong with you, suddenly want to change the master for yourself?"
"As far as the facts are concerned, the object of my allegiance has always been you. Although we only met twice." Gin said.
Yuan Qianmu was not satisfied with this answer: "I can't understand the behavior of putting a collar on myself. Give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise I will go back and forth from where."
Gin didn't immediately offer an explanation.
He was still looking at him openly—asking a question by himself, and quickly finding a satisfactory answer by himself.
The red-haired young man in front of him was still the blood-splattered flower.
Although the small half of his body was temporarily covered by mulch and entangled by messy weed roots, his pride that was integrated into the bone marrow, and the coldness that emanated from the inside, never changed.
But—this powerful him is also weaker than glass.
Yuan Qianmu is tired of his own weakness, which is quite important to Gin.
Yuan Qianmu keenly captured his hidden scrutiny and hidden thoughts.
But before the red-haired young man's eyes turned cold for a moment, before he made a gesture to speak.
The silver-haired man said: "A wolf doesn't need a master who doesn't need him."
Yuan Qianmu paused.
After understanding the meaning behind the words of this rebellious wolf, he should have laughed out of anger.
That man is strong enough, so he doesn't need the protection of the wolf, and the red-haired youth is strong, but not that strong, so he needs him.
Yuan Qianmu smiled.
However, he didn't see the anger of being underestimated, and he had a half-smile: "Disobedient wolf, what are you doing here?"
Gin said neither humble nor overbearing: "I will put your safety first, and complete your order without endangering your health."
"Okay, it seems that I still need you." Yuan Qianmu hadn't drank water for a long time, his throat was a little dry and sore, and his slow voice was tinged with laziness and hoarseness.
"Then, my first order: Unless you have my permission, do not report anything related to me to that man. Gin, can you do it?"
The red-haired young man's eyes did not hide his intentions: who is Gin's true loyal master, you can find out after trying it out. Of course, he can fool him openly and continue to say what he should say in private.
Yuan Qianmu doesn't care who Gin is loyal to, whether he fools him or not. It should be said that he doesn't think Gin can do it from the bottom of his heart. The so-called loyalty and respect are all aimed at that man, and he is as incompatible with him as an outsider. He has nothing to do.
It can't be said that it doesn't matter at all.
At least it's interesting to stare at a man like Gin's obedient appearance, and he doesn't mind watching more jokes.
"Gin, let me ask you, can you do it?" He asked again casually.
"of course."
Yuan Qianmu was noncommittal, and was about to raise his eyes to see Gin's fake expression.
The silver-haired man suddenly knelt down on one knee beside his bed.
This man is not completely respectful, nor is he completely loyal, but only when he bows his head slightly, no matter the expression or the solemnity of his behavior, he seems very serious, without any falsehood.
"I will use facts to prove my loyalty."
"...Is that so, I'm afraid you know better than me the fate of disobeying that person. This deal is a big loss."
"That's nothing."
"why?"
"For something more important than my life."
Of course, Yuan Qianmu has not yet become a more important existence than Gin's own name.
But the silver-haired man hinted that he could become this existence—as long as he was qualified.
This is a confession for him, and it can also be seen as a provocation initiated by Gin with great interest.
It really is unruly, unruly... Is it really necessary to forcefully accept such a big trouble that may come back at any time?
Yuan Qianmu rationally thought it was unnecessary, but when it was time to rebuff, he couldn't help smiling: "If there is such a day, it's my honor."
There was a little more light in his eyes, which was the conceit and desire to challenge that he hadn't ignited for a long time, who had become more and more lifeless recently.
In this way, the two reached a mutual agreement to get rid of the BOSS.
However, less than a minute after Bai Jianlai became the first competent subordinate to join the organization, Yuan Qianmu was quickly backlashed.
Gin sealed his lab and Shiho's lab by the way, and he had no sense of superiority and inferiority, and forced him to lie on the bed for a full week.
Readers: "...grass?"
This unruly and virtuous Aqin, calm and calm yet reveals a bit of restraint and domineering Aqin... Is it really the shadow of their childhood, the ruthless winery leader, and the deity of the big brother Gin who scares countless children to tears? ? ?