Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Bethea looked away: "I can't tell you anything."

"Then let's look at the data." Qiao Nian moved the cup into the detector and pressed the green button. She slowly turned around and leaned on the island table. She took off her insulating gloves and threw them into the chemical trash can. Rinse it under water and wipe it with rubbing alcohol.

Just at this time, the test results came out.

Bethea took the lead: "I'll get it."

Qiao Nian deliberately staggered half a step behind and let her grab him.

Bethea read ten lines at a glance, clenched the thin paper in her hand, raised her head suddenly, her eyes were engulfing: "How did you do it! You were only 15 years old at that time? How could a 15-year-old do it..."

Qiao Nian wiped every gap between her fingers and replied calmly: "I said, I'm lucky, I saw 'Rome' once when I was 15 years old."

"But that was only when I was 15 years old in Rome. I haven't been to Rome since then, and I don't know what Rome should be like now."

"Your current data is the strongest in the world..." Bethea couldn't describe the feeling in her heart. Every syllable uttered by her hoarse throat was difficult and obscure.

She now seems to be receiving the beating of waves from the endless coastline. Wave after wave of waves hits her, and then falls quickly, causing ripples that spread outward...

The sea is mysterious and unpredictable from beginning to end.

"You were the strongest in the world when you were 15 years old, and you are still the strongest now." Bethea clenched her fists: "I have been chasing the content of your post since I accidentally saw it six years ago."

"I didn't expect that after six years of doing it and thousands of repeated experiments, I could only increase the purity to 90%, not to mention the amount of concentrated jingine that would be used later."

She smiled bitterly and looked at her opponent: "Chemist, you are very strong. The Rome you saw when you were 15 years old, I am not qualified to go to at 36."

"I lost."

Qiao Nian looked at her quietly, then slowly raised her legs and stood up straight, without the expected mockery or slap in the face. The girl bumped her shoulder very calmly: "There is no winner or loser in the world of scientists, because as long as their lives are, the competition will be as long as they are. Some people will run to the front and some will fall behind temporarily. As long as they don't give up on the path of scientific research, There is no end, there is no winning or losing.”

"You are a researcher, I am not. You didn't lose to me, you just lost the current bet!"

Bethea hesitated to speak: "..."

"Aren't you engaged in scientific research?" A chemist is codenamed a chemist. Why are you called a chemist if you are not engaged in scientific research or chemistry?

"Isn't it obvious that I work on the dark web?" Qiao Nian shrugged nonchalantly and said half-jokingly, "I make money."

Bethea's temples twitched lightly, she took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to quarrel with her, and said calmly: "I'm willing to admit defeat. Our previous bargaining chips count. My apology to you, I'm sorry, it was me who wore it in the first place." I look at you and your nation through colored glasses. You yellow people are no worse than white people, you are excellent.”

She then asked urgently: "When will you come to the laboratory? Tomorrow..."

Qiao Nian shook her phone before picking up her things and going out: "I haven't recovered from my cold yet, let's talk about it later."

Bescia's face turned gloomy and clear, and she followed Qiao Nian slowly out without saying anything more.

…

Outside.

The people in the third group had already been mentally prepared and accepted this scene calmly.

Just the black people whispering there.