Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【380 boy's name】

This boy can now walk around freely in this radioactive basement wearing casual clothes. It seems that the source of data Bai Qingcheng used for comparison is this boy.

"It's not that we are timid, it's that you are abnormal," An Yi continued. Seeing that the young man had sat on the chair, he rolled up his sleeves, "Hurry up while the woman is still unconscious. I will rush back to see you tonight."

Diderot."

An Yi's eyes flashed and she said to An Yan, "I'll go draw the girl's blood and leave him to you."

An Yan hummed, and when he stepped forward to draw blood from the young man, he saw that he was always looking at An Yi, looking puzzled.

"What's the problem?"

After pulling out the needle, An Yan put the blood into the test tube and tentatively asked the boy.

The young man pressed his slender arm with his fingers, tapped the edge with his fingers on the table a few times, and smiled slightly, "It's okay."

An Yi walked to Bai Qingcheng, glanced at the monitor in the middle of the basement unintentionally, and said in a steady voice: "Miss, don't be afraid, it's just a physical examination, I won't hurt you."

Bai Qingcheng looked at her with a wary look, hugged her body and said, "Why are you arresting me!"

"I don't know about this," An Yi pointed to the young man behind him, "but I promise you, your life will not be endangered."

"Really?" Bai Qingcheng glanced at the young man, then turned to An Yi, "Can you make my eyes dim? I have dizziness."

An Yi covered her eyes with a blindfold, lifted her up and loosened her ties, lowered her head and bent over to prick her with needles and draw blood——

Bai Qingcheng closed her eyes, her expression unchanged, and she still looked pale and weak.

"Okay, the next step will be much easier." An Yi took off Bai Qingcheng's blindfold and smiled at her, "Miss, don't worry, it's okay."

From previous contacts with her, An Yi understood that Bai Qingcheng was a cowardly girl who liked to escape. She was afraid that after they left, she would be locked here alone, and something would happen in the middle that would cause worries. That's why An Yi comforted her so gently.

encourage.

When the young man behind him heard An Yi's voice, his expression became a little more interested.

He stared at An Yi, watching her busy examining and doing tests on Bai Qingcheng, and his bright eyes couldn't help but have a thick light of unknown meaning.

An Yi didn't notice it, but An Yan saw it clearly.

He took the test tube and glanced at the young man, "Miss An is Master Ye's person. I think you should know that there is surveillance here. Please pay attention to your discernment."

"Don't you know that Ye Ran's number is after mine, so he should be more in awe of me?" The young man raised his chin slightly, with a hint of arrogance on his childish face, and said in an indifferent tone, "Stare at his woman for a few seconds.

Seconds, he won’t blame me.”

Number...a word that cannot be ignored, but at this moment no one can ask.

An Yi also listened to the conversation between An Yan and him, and then realized that she had been stared at by this little kid.

She put down the instrument in her hand and turned to smile at him. Through the mask, her laughter sounded a little muffled, "Kid, when you say things like this, I'm worried that Yeran will kill you. This is his world. You

Do you understand?"

His face darkened, the young man clenched his fists, stood up and walked to the surveillance camera, Mo Yu said: "Ye Ran, Diderot has promised to obey my orders absolutely, so turn off the surveillance camera now and turn it on in two hours.

"

Thirty seconds after he finished speaking, the surveillance camera light suddenly flashed several times and went out.

Monitoring has stopped.

At the same time, the young man raised his hand, picked up a hard object on the table, and smashed it towards the extinguished lens. There was a loud bang in the direction of the camera, and broken glass fell down. It was obvious that it was going to be scrapped.

What does this mean?

An Yi, An Yan, and Bai Qingcheng looked at each other and stopped their movements at the same time.

It is said that young people are arrogant and easy to be impulsive. She was so excited that this boy did such a thing.

The three of them all knew it well, but no one moved at this moment. At the same time, when they were thinking about how to deal with this young man, they saw the young man suddenly turned his face and smiled brightly at An Yi, "You three, you can speak freely.

"

All shocked.

An Yi's palm slipped, and the thing in her hand almost fell and broke. Her expression changed, "What... do you mean..."

"Help," the young man shrugged, his eyes dim, "You are in a group of three, I already knew it from the moment you came in."

"Why are you helping us?" An Yan walked into the boy, wanting to take action, "You are from Diderot, what's your conspiracy?"

"Try to feel like helping others," the young man stretched out his hand, "I have no name, unknown age, number 003. I was raised by Diderot since I was a child. My birthplace is said to be the White Moon Kingdom. Three Nangong people, it's a pleasure to meet you."

An Yan frowned, wondering what kind of medicine the young man was selling in the gourd!

However, the young man took the initiative to shake An Yan's cold hand and showed that he was happy with the cooperation. Then he stood up and said lazily: "You'd better take the report and return to Ye Ran on time in two hours, otherwise I don't guarantee whether you can still be there."

I only promised Yeran two hours to survive in this research institute."

Such obvious help left An Yi and An Yan completely confused, unable to tell whether the young man was an enemy or a friend.

Bai Qingcheng's pupils were dilated, and she turned her head to look at the young man, her lips trembling and unable to speak.

"Qingcheng, what's wrong with you?" An Yi saw the change in her face and expression, and couldn't tell whether it was sadness or fear, so she asked worriedly.

But Bai Qingcheng sat up, quickly wiped off the dirt on his face, got off the operating bed, ran behind the young man, grabbed his arm, and was so excited that his voice trembled, "Xiao Xi... it's you...

"

The young man looked at her holding his hand and frowned in disgust: "I don't like strangers touching me."

"Don't say you don't have a name..."

Bai Qingcheng held him tightly to stop him from moving forward, but his tone was as low as ever before, "I know you were still young at that time and still couldn't remember, but no matter what, you can't forget your name, you..."

The young man responded indifferently, but still stopped in his tracks and interrupted her with a sneer on his lips, "What is my name and what does it have to do with you?"

(PS: Baiyue Kingdom, a fictional small Asian constitutional monarchy ^_^)