Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

Unexpectedly, he would get this answer from Gin. Lancer was stunned for a moment, and then showed a surprised expression.

"Eh?! Eyes?"

Is it so scary? !

He took a deep breath and then asked, "Whose eyes are they?"

Gin looked at the notebook screen and said intently: "Isn't this easy to guess? Of course it's rum."

Lancer sat next to him and began to think about this problem seriously.

Initially, they should have gotten this thing from Rum's father, the deceased old man, who hid it in the floor beneath the study.

Why did he hide his son's eyes so preciously?

Lancer suddenly remembered that when he went to find the old man with the young man Gin, Gin had already arrived at the place first, but he didn't find this thing. Why?

"Forgot." Gin said suddenly.

"Huh?" Lancer was shocked. He hugged his arms and leaned back in fear. "How do you know what I'm thinking? When did you learn to read minds?"

The man let out a low chuckle.

He really guessed it right!

"Forget it, let's just assume that we are in touch with each other." Lancer came back to his senses and remembered Gin's answer, and suddenly felt magical, "Since you think this eyeball is important, how could you forget where it is?"

The man's hands were typing something quickly on the keyboard, and his movements were extremely skillful.

After finishing the work at hand, Gin stopped and took out another cigarette from the cigarette case at hand.

While he was fumbling for the lighter, the young man stretched out his hand and held the cluster of fire he needed.

Gin lowered his eyes and lit the cigarette with his hand, then slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke, then pressed down the young man's wrist, lowered his head and gave him the smell of the smoke.

This smell was familiar to Lancer. Although the other party's behavior was a bit domineering, he did not resist it at all.

Doesn't he have Stockholm Syndrome?

"Rather than forgetting, it's better to say that I have never found it." Gin said, "Think about it, if we hadn't used that program to enter the virtual memory world and go straight to the goal. According to normal development, That old man won’t die, let alone let us find something like that.”

"And I just know that this guy is hiding something important to him that has never been found before."

Lancer suddenly realized.

"Wow! This program is quite powerful. It can change people's memory world."

"It has even more powerful functions."

"how to say?"

"Part of the data used in the virtual program comes from Noah's Ark. It was originally an intelligent AI that grew faster than humans, but its better function is to trace human origin DNA and confirm descendants through gene sequence comparison. relation."

Lancer still didn't understand what he meant. "so what?"

"I copied the DNA data of Rum's eyes from the program to compare with the first-generation Rum."

"Ouch!" The young man opened his eyes wide, as if he understood something, "Are you suspecting that Rum is not his father's biological child?"

Gin held a cigarette in his mouth and said calmly: "There's something I didn't tell you. I didn't kill the old man in the memory world."

"Ok?"

"When I got there, he was already dead."

Whoa, exciting.

I didn't expect that things would develop to this point.

Lancer held his chin and thought for a moment, then suddenly made a bold guess.

"If Rum is not the old man's biological child, does that mean that the old man might have been killed by Rum?"

Gin grinned, "If that's the case, then he will die."

When Gin killed the first-generation Rum, he obtained the control authority of this program from him. Currently, DNA comparison is being carried out, and the results will not come out for some time.

The room fell into silence for a moment.

When Gin realized that Lancer's voice was no longer in his ears, he turned his head and saw that the guy was sitting on the floor by the window.

At the gap between the half-open curtains, he was holding a transparent potion in a glass bottle.

The moonlight pours in and shines on the glass bottle, as if the moonlight is also contained in the bottle.

Gin opened his mouth, but didn't speak.

Soon, he heard the young man's voice entering his ears densely like a barrage of bullets.

-'I got the third ingredient for making the antidote...'

-‘It looks the same as before! ’

-‘What to do next? I don’t understand medicine at all, so I should go to Shirley for help, right? But this little girl has always had a grudge against the organization. What if something is added to deceive me? ’

-'Wait a minute, if Gin still likes me the way I am now after I change back, wouldn't I be at a huge loss? ’

-‘Or would it be better to find someone to try this drug first? It’s so annoying. It would be nice if that boss had also taken the A drug. Find him and drink it directly, and let him keep pretending behind the scenes...'

The young man's inner activities were very rich, but there was no obvious expression change on his face, which made Gin feel magical for no reason.

Just when Lancer wanted to put the medicine back into the system space, a big hand stretched out in front of him and took the medicine bottle away.

"Huh?" Lancer looked at the man, "Gin?"

"Confiscated."

Gin was chewing on his cigarette and his words were rather vague, but Lancer could hear his words clearly, with a troubled expression on his face: "Ah? Isn't this... bad? What are you doing with this thing?"

"You don't have to worry about the things in my hands." Gin put out the cigarette and put the medicine bottle on himself.

Lancer really couldn't figure out what he planned to do, but the worst plan was to use it for other purposes, and there would be no loss for him.

So he shrugged helplessly and said, "Okay, it's up to you."

After settling into the hotel, the two of them gradually relaxed their tense nerves after experiencing a tense time on the airship. It wasn't until the fireworks exploded outside that Lancer turned to look outside.

"Is today a holiday?"

"I don't know." Gin's eyes were still focused on the laptop screen. Seeing that there was still no result, he sat on the bed, half-lyed down and began to relax and take a nap.

Lancer sat on the floor and watched the fireworks outside for a while, feeling ready to move.

"Shall we go out for a walk later? You can disguise yourself as you like, and you won't be recognized even if someone is following you."

Speaking of tracking, in Lancer's field of vision, a black shadow flashed past the dimly lit place, which couldn't be more obvious.

Lancer's eyelids twitched, and just when he was about to pretend he didn't see it, he heard the man's response from behind him.

"Okay."

When he looked back, he saw Gin standing by the curtain, his eyes glancing at the figures outside, the murderous intent on his face couldn't be more obvious.