My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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"Sean, if you continue to play like this, the Institute will reclaim all your freedoms and you will be imprisoned for life!"

"Reclaim my freedom?"

Jing Zhi's face was pale, and he couldn't see the slightest blood, but his eyes were wild, and the smile on his lips was all satire.

"My freedom, why do you say you accept it? Life imprisonment? Am I not imprisoned for life now?! Today is not Christmas, it is April Fools' Day!"

Peter's face was a bit ugly.

Jing Zhi's teeth are sharp and sharp, he can't even say he!

Today was originally a grand Christmas, but so many people died in the institute, who still has a holiday!

"The people you killed are all innocent. They all made outstanding contributions to the entire research institute. They should not be so worthless!"

It is very difficult for the institute to cultivate a loyal and reliable elite. The virus research here is to some extent ****, and it needs the kind of crazy talents who are not recognized by the six parents, because many experiments need to be in their own family Hands on.

In the past three years, many elites in the institute have died in Jing Zhi's hands. Of course Peter was angry and distressed.

But he can't take Jing Zhi how to make him die, it certainly won't work, but no matter what kind of punishment, Jing Zhi never takes it seriously. Even if the beaten skin cracks open, he will not repent, and even the next murder will get worse.

"Innocent? Hahaha..."

Jing Zhi laughed loudly, smiling, and his tears shed.

"No one here is innocent! Why not kill?! The viruses you studied are enough to destroy all humans. This is also called contribution? Killing them is called contribution!"

However, Peter does not think so. He feels that all the staff here are for the benefit of all mankind. Once the virus is successfully developed, everyone can live forever! He also longed to become like Jing Zhi, not only powerful, but also has a long life span, he can spend his youth unscrupulously and enjoy life.

"Sean, you can't be so selfish, what's the point of being able to live alone for so many years? By then your family and friends will be dead, only you will live in this world, is it interesting? Do you mean? Don’t want them to live long?"

Jing Zhi moved his heart, but there was no flaw on his face. He sneered: "Don't you say that my parents are dead? Do I have any other relatives? As for friends... If someone like you is also my friend If so, then I might have hundreds of truck friends!"

"Is it your friend, you will always know later."

Peter said something lightly, and then told the doctor to come in and give Jing Zhi an infusion.

"It's better not to try to escape. After so many lessons, why don't you remember it? Don't force me to increase the amount of medicine, otherwise you may sleep for a month or two, and then wake up. I don’t remember."

Jing Zhi is not afraid of anything else. He is most afraid of losing his memory.

Without memory, he would have no way to identify his own enemies, nor to find those who had tortured him to take revenge, nor to find his own life.

Although Jing Zhi hates everything here, at present, this Peter is a relatively normal person in the entire institute.

The rest of them are paranoid, and they have incredible fanaticism about the viruses in his body. One by one can't wait to peel his skin. Carefully study why his body can accommodate those viruses.

Jing Zhi didn't want to change someone else to control him. He and Peter had formed a delicate balance. As long as his requirements were not excessive, Peter would basically meet his needs.

In return, he generally cooperates with Peter's blood draw and drug test.

Jing Zhi leaned on the head of the bed without saying a word, and allowed several doctors who were afraid and enthusiastic to inject him.

He knew he couldn't escape, even if it wasn't Peter, someone would force him to give him an injection.

Jing Zhi has long been familiar with all the drugs injected.

But after the injection today, he did feel a little different-there was no pain and nausea of ​​the previous bone erosion, only slight discomfort.

Some of these drugs are used to weaken his muscle strength, so that he will have no energy to run out in a short time.

But now he has no sense of weakness to be evacuated.

what happened?

Jing Zhi looked suspiciously at Peter standing at the door, wearing a protective cap and protective clothes.

Peter didn't look at him at all. He was scolding the doctors impatiently.

Is it a new medicine?

After everyone left, Jing Zhi went to read the English marked on the infusion bag one by one.

That's right, it's the same as before!

Jing Zhi was confused, and he had no idea what was going wrong.

Peter doesn't look like someone who makes such mistakes at all!

Did someone secretly change his medicine?

Jing Zhi unexpectedly remembered the vague figure he saw on the seabed last night.

Perhaps it was not his own illusion, someone was really saving him!

Jing Zhi can be sure that the person who saved himself was not from the Academy. The people in the Academy did not dare to touch him with bare hands. They were afraid of getting the virus, so they must wear rubber gloves on their hands.

Recently, the feeling that someone is helping him has become stronger and stronger.

Jing Zhi smiled suddenly, lying in bed in a good mood and looking out subconsciously.

At first glance, he discovered that the room he lived in today was not a basement, but a room with windows above the ground!

Jing Zhi rubbed his eyes hard, he suspected that he had hallucinations!

how is this possible!

Is the research institute crazy? Are they afraid that he will break the glass and escape from the window?

Although he didn't know which floor it was in, he had a way to jump safely even in the tallest building in the institute.

Both eyes were crumbling, and the window in front of them was still there.

Jing Zhi was a little excited to pull out a bunch of instruments connected to his body, pulled out the needle inserted in the blood vessel, ran barefoot to the window, and looked at the heavy snow outside the window greedily.

The white piece outside was basically nothing to see, but Jing Zhi looked excited.

This Christmas, he felt very happy!

It would be better if there were food, he was very hungry.

Soon, Santa seemed to hear his voice, and a doctor even brought him delicious roasted turkey!

Jing Zhi tore a chicken leg and stuffed it in his mouth. After swallowing a gulp, he murmured to the doctor who poured water on him: "Not poisonous?"