Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

What exactly is the fader?

Is the fader for the development of mankind?

If the fader is not beneficial to human civilization, is she still a pioneer of mankind?

She has never revealed these contradictions to the black man, nor to anyone else. Today, I don't know why I suddenly want to tell the chemist.

"I am now beginning to doubt whether I am a scientist or an executioner."

Qiao Nian didn't ask why she said that. She played with the Coke bottle in her hand, and the cold air and water droplets condensed on the outside of the tin can.

Her fingertips touched the tin and penetrated into the place where the iron sheet was pierced with a burst of piercing coldness, but Qiao Nian didn't let go. She looked at Bethea with a faint look and answered this sharp question.

"What you think you are, you will become what kind of person."

"I..."

Qiao Nian raised a hand: "As long as you are a human, there is no time when you don't have a choice. Unless she doesn't want to make a choice."

Bethea smiled bitterly: "It would be great if everyone was as pure as you."

Qiao Nian didn't say anything else.

Bethia took a breath, suppressed the heavy thoughts in her heart, looked at the watch on her wrist, stood up and said to the girl: "It's late, I won't disturb you to rest."

"Okay." Qiao Nian stood up to see the guest off.

Bethia walked to the door and said: "Since it's so chaotic tonight, don't come to the laboratory tomorrow. I'll ask for a day off for you."

"Is it convenient?"

Bethia smiled: "Convenient."

Qiao Nian nodded: "Thank you."

Bethia raised her hand and touched her shoulder, then took her hand back and turned to walk into the dark path...

Qiao Nian watched her back go away until she could no longer see it, then she turned back to the house and closed the door.

...

The lights in the house were warm and bright, and it became much cleaner without the uninvited people, but the smell of those people still remained in the living room.

Qiao Nian didn't like this kind of space that had been invaded by others. She bent down and simply cleaned it up, and then found air cleaner to spray everywhere.

She made sure that the smell of strangers in the house had faded, and then she went into the bathroom to take a shower, wash her hair, and change clothes.

It was almost midnight when she came out after blowing her hair.

Qiao Nian was wearing a loose white T-shirt that reached her thighs. She was not wearing pants, and her two slender legs were evenly folded under the hem of the shirt. She walked to the sofa in the living room and quickly assembled a mini laptop and a mobile phone from the messy parts that had been turned out.

She turned her phone back on and immediately saw that several missed calls were from the same person.

Qiao Nian lowered her head and replied to the person.

The person seemed to be waiting for her, asked her if she had WhatsApp, and sent her an account.

Qiao Nian logged into the computer, downloaded WhatsApp, registered a new account, found the account he sent in the search bar, and sent a friend request.

The other side accepted it in seconds.

Then a video popped up.

Qiao Nian clicked to connect with an annoyed look.

The camera in front of the notebook buffered for a few seconds, and she saw the man on the other end of the video appear.

He was in the brightly lit top floor room, not Rose Mansion, but more like a hotel suite outside.

"Why can't I see you?"

The man's voice was as clear as dust.

Qiao Nian could see him, of course she saw his superior eyebrows and eyes as he leaned in to fiddle with the computer, and for some reason her throat was itchy.

She took a sip of the water next to her, suppressed the electric shock feeling of her heart being touched by a feather, and answered in a hoarse voice without being deliberate: "This laptop has no camera." (End of this chapter)