Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

graduate School.

On the blue examination bed, Cointreau, with his upper body exposed, watched the researcher walking back and forth with boredom.

His chest was covered with electrodes and he was undergoing an electrocardiogram.

The researcher sitting next to him was manipulating the mouse and clicking here and there on the computer.

Cointreau couldn't see the computer screen and had no idea what he was doing.

After an unknown amount of time, the researcher put down the mouse, stood up and took back the electrodes: "It's fine, sir."

Cointreau hummed, took the black shirt placed on the chair beside him, put it on slowly, and buttoned it up carefully.

The research institute exported the inspection results and sent them by email.

Even without thinking, I knew it was sent to Brandy.

Since Bommer's death three years ago, that gentleman has invested more and more in scientific research. He has almost madly invested financial and material resources in the research group, causing complaints from people in the other five departments.

However, the research team did not receive any special treatment because of that gentleman's attention. On the contrary, due to the huge financial investment, that gentleman was impatient to get a result. The consequence was that the research team was under increasing pressure and staff turnover was getting higher and higher.

The researchers in the scientific research group were trembling with fear every day, because some of them had seen their former colleagues in the experimental group several times, and they worked even harder, fearing that they would be the next.

"that……"

Cointreau suddenly shouted.

The two researchers in the room were startled at the same time, their bodies stiffened almost synchronously, and then turned to look at Cointreau.

Everyone knows that Cointreau is notoriously annoying researchers. He always finds excuses to make things difficult for them on weekdays. I don’t know what made him unhappy today.

"Sir, do you have any other instructions? Or are you feeling unwell?" one of them asked bravely.

Seeing their expressions, Cointreau smiled and said, "I'm just asking, have you seen Gin?"

"Not really, but Master Brandy came over today."

Jundu nodded, opened the door and left.

He took the elevator directly to the second underground floor, where there was a large research room specially used to test and observe the physical condition of the experimenters. It was also half of Brandy's office.

Gin was indeed there.

His iconic blond hair stood out in the pure white corridor, and standing next to him was Vodka.

Through the one-way glass, Jundu saw a tall, thin man in a white coat moving back and forth between the beds, followed by three or five other men in white coats holding notebooks and recording data.

If you look at this scene alone, it looks a bit like a doctor making rounds.

Cointreau retracted his gaze, and in the blink of an eye he had walked to Gin's side: "A Zhen. Vodka, long time no see."

Gin looked at him without saying anything, but Vodka smiled at him in a friendly manner: "Cointreau."

Ever since Cointreau took the position of head of the human resources department a year ago, he has been out of Gin's control, and his relationship with Gin has gradually become distant, and even to the point of being strained.

——Of course, this is in the eyes of outsiders. In fact, several of Gin's trustworthy people were selected by Cointreau.

Without almost anyone noticing, the power of Gin has gradually grown to the point where it can compete with Rum.

However, now outside, with vodka, brandy and other people present, the two still maintained a tacit understanding, and no one spoke again, as if in a cold war, with one of them standing against a wall with his head down.

Brandy came out quickly. When he saw Gin and the others, there was no trace of surprise on his face. Instead, he said, "Why are you here?"

Gin said coldly: "I'm here to see someone off."

Jun Du smiled, his eyes were cold: "Come and wait for someone."

"It seems that you are not here to see me. Well, I'll leave now." Brandy smiled politely at the two of them. He pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and left calmly and gracefully, like an old gentleman.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Gin spoke only after Brandy disappeared. His tone was not friendly at all, and even contained a hint of impatience.

"The gentleman asked me to come to you." Jun Du smiled, "I don't know anything else."

Three years later, Jundu has grown a lot taller, and now his height is almost 1.9 meters.

Gin felt a little uncomfortable looking at Cointreau, as it always reminded him of some past events that he couldn't tell whether they were good or bad.

He stood up straight and walked away: "Follow me."

Jundu was confused: What is going on again?

Of course, despite his doubts, he still took two quick steps to keep up.

Gin felt a little uncomfortable when he noticed the figure following closely behind him, but when he thought it was Cointreau, he did not express any dissatisfaction and just let him be.

The two took the elevator back to the basement floor and pushed open the office door at the end of the corridor. A girl in a white coat and brown shoulder-length hair was sitting in front of a computer desk. When she saw the three people coming in, she stood up as if frightened, and nervously grasped the corner of the desk with her right hand, as if this could give her a tiny sense of security.

When Jundu saw the girl, a strange emotion appeared in his calm eyes: "Who is this?"

"Shirley, a genius girl cultivated by the organization. Ha." Gin's voice seemed to have a hint of mockery, "From now on, she will be in charge of your body."

"Eh? I finally don't have to see that old man Brandy?" Cointreau asked calmly, as if he was not satisfied with the result.

He got a sneer from Gin: "Brandy is the person in charge."

That means continuing to make a living under Brandy.

The annoyance in Cointreau's eyes became even more intense.

"Shirley, take good care of Cointreau, otherwise - you know the consequences." Gin's black windbreaker swung in a sharp arc in the air, and he left with the vodka.

Cointreau still had to maintain his unfamiliar personality with Gin, so it was not easy for him to follow him out. He leaned against the door casually, as if he was not happy to be in the same room with the person in front of him: "Hello Shirley, I'm Cointreau. Please take care of me in the future."

Shirley nodded stiffly at him, not knowing what to say at the moment.

The man who just left was the guardian chosen by the organization for her, responsible for protecting her safety and daily travel. However, Shirley didn't like that cold man who only knew how to threaten her with a gun.

Therefore, I didn't have the slightest favorable impression towards the people that man brought with him.

However, her sister's life was in their hands, and at this moment, she did not dare to ignore them directly.

Jundu obviously noticed her discomfort. He chuckled, and the world-weary aura on his body dissipated for a moment: "A Zhen is just that fierce, you don't have to be afraid of him. After all, I still need your care in the future. If you are wronged by him, you can tell me."

"Are you also a senior executive?" Shirley's voice was cold and trembling, but also contained some hope.

——If he is also a senior executive, could he let her go and see her sister?

"Of course!" Jun Du raised his eyebrows handsomely, "I am on equal footing with him!"

There was a little more hope in Shirley's eyes.

"You look so young. How old are you this year?" asked Jundu.

"Does this have anything to do with you?" Shirley retorted subconsciously. She had never liked the people in the organization. But this time, she felt a little regretful. If the other party could really help her and her sister, would she have offended him?

She was about to add something when Cointreau answered a phone call. His faint smile gradually faded at this moment, and the coldness around him was no less than that of Gin who saw a traitor. A bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.

He hung up the phone quickly and said to Shirley, "Please email me when the date for the inspection is set."

After that, he left the office quickly.