Ke Xue world is not scientific

Early morning.

Yusuke Suzuki waited for the action report email of Kenichiro Numabuchi.

The manpower has been arranged, and he himself will serve as the captain of the bodyguard, personally responsible for the safety of Haihara.

After thinking about it, Yusuke Suzuki still sent an email over.

"If that little girl has the slightest problem, I will kill you, you know?] 【

Understand! ——Slow Sheep and Sheep]

looks a little wrong, inexplicably a little joyful.

Yusuke Suzuki decided to tell Ichiro Numabuchi the next time they met, so they wouldn't have to carry code names when they exchanged emails.

As a lazy sheep hidden at the grassroots level, he is afraid that he will inevitably face this kind of mail in the future.

Meanwhile.

Belmod finally came out of that strange machine.

The discomfort of the body is still secondary, mainly because the feeling of condensation in her head makes her very uncomfortable, as if her thinking has slowed down.

"Take a good rest, Belmode, let me take a good look at you."

The old voice sounded at the right time.

Listening to these caring words, Belmod only felt suffocated.

Always-on, never-ending surveillance.

For a long time, this life has been with her for a long time.

'The woman who loves'.

Behind this enviable identity is the reality of being the target of the best human experiments.

"Yes, Boss."

Belmode, who had not yet recovered, reluctantly replied, and she looked at the iron gate when she came.

It took a full ten minutes for the door to be opened.

A lamp that went out in the room seemed to be banishing her.

She desperately needed a break now, but the one said to take a good look at her.

The route in memory is not complicated.

Soon, she walked to a very ordinary room.

This time without asking her to wait long, the door opened directly.

The lights inside are dim.

That one's eyes could no longer withstand the light for long, and darkness was his only option now.

“Boss。"

"Come closer."

Belmod took the first two steps.

An old man in a wheelchair came into view.

The other party turned his back to her, and the breathing aid machine next to him was constantly working.

It may be difficult for other members to imagine that this old man who looks weak is the boss of the organization.

"This is a new attempt, but I still want to finish the medicine."

Belmod knew he didn't need to say anything, just listen.

...

Five minutes later.

"Let's go, take a good rest."

"I will."

Belmode bowed and exited the room.

The door closes.

Inside, an old man who was also elderly came out of the darker shadows.

"It's ready."

"Then let's start, although I don't want that, this second path still needs to be followed."

As the old man gave instructions on his mobile phone, the lights turned on again in the room where Belmod had been before.

In the northeast corner of the room, a secret door opens.

Four men in plain white overalls walked out.

They came to the machine and solemnly took out a metal box from it.

Then, the four of them left with the box and walked to another hidden laboratory.

Tokyo.

Base 4.

Gin Jiu and Yusuke Suzuki sat opposite each other.

There was a chessboard between the two.

Shogi.

"There's been no news from the FBI lately."

Gin Jiu pushed the chess pieces, "Didn't you get any news from them last time?"

"I disappointed you, I was just beaten that day."

Hearing Yusuke Suzuki's words, Kotojiu sneered, "No wonder you don't say anything.

"Then why didn't you check all the time?"

"Shuichi Akai won't let me see his traces."

Yusuke Suzuki wanted to ask him directly what the conflict was with Shuichi Akai, but he was afraid that Gin Jiu would lift the chessboard and leave.

"No more."

Thinking of this, Yusuke Suzuki suddenly lost interest in playing chess.

"Threw in the towel?"

"Hmm."

Hearing this, Gin Jiu's eyes tightened, and then relaxed, "Vodka, go grocery shopping."

"Let's buy a bento," Yusuke Suzuki got up, "I'm leaving."

After that, he left directly.

Inside the house.

Vodka hesitated, "Big brother... Weique seems to be a little strange today, like a different person.

"Who knows what he is crazy about, and it is not necessary that he has a mental problem."

Gin wine pops out a cigarette point, takes a sip, and then presses it out on the table.

"Let's go."

"Where are you going, big brother?"

"Shibuya."

Leave the base, the sun is shining.

Yusuke Suzuki glanced at the report email on his mobile phone, and there was no abnormality near Teidan Elementary School.

It's midday and it's time to eat.

But he had little appetite.

It's weird.

My heart is blocked in panic.

When she was struggling with where to go, Fei Yingli called.

Or a familiar location.

Or familiar movements.

"Master, you have now begun to try to be a little faster."

Yusuke Suzuki stood aside, and Eiri was slowly chopping vegetables.

It can be seen that this queen of the law world usually practices very hard, but she is not confident enough in herself, and every knife seems to have been passed through her head.

"Don't be so nervous and restrained, after chopping vegetables, you rely more on your own feelings, feel comfortable, you can cut faster, cut more, and there will be some kind of induction before cutting your hand."

When Fei Yingli heard this, she began to try, and the crisp tapping sound on the board gradually became rhythmic.

At this time, Yusuke Suzuki is difficult to open his mouth to guide, because the other party has found that mysterious feeling.

After cutting a cucumber, Concubine Yingli breathed a sigh of relief and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead.

The cucumber slices on the board are very even, which is already a pretty good level.

"Well done."

Yusuke Suzuki commented slightly, picked up a cucumber by the way and took a bite.

Concubine Yingli's face turned red and she said embarrassed, "Patronizing the practice, Yusuke you should be very hungry, let's go out to eat."

"No, isn't there a ready-made one?" Yusuke Suzuki pointed to the dishes in the basket, "You should have started trying to cook and eat by now, right?" I just saw meat in the fridge.

"Just trying..." Fei Yingli put down the kitchen knife, "You know, I cook very badly."

"It's okay, one day it will be delicious, I'll cook it."

Concubine Yingli's originally entangled mood suddenly relaxed, shaking her head and smiling.

This time Yusuke Suzuki is mentally prepared, no matter how difficult it is to eat, where can it be difficult to eat?

As long as the ingredients are not damaged, they can always be returned to the mouth.

Moreover, Japanese home-cooked food itself does not use many seasonings, and there is no such thing that it will be too heavy.

Ten minutes later.

"I'm done."

"Wouldn't it really be too reluctant?"

"No, Master and Mother, I will leave first, see you next time."

Yusuke Suzuki stepped over the door lightly, closed it gently, and then quickly rushed to the elevator.

Still careless....