life after marriage

"Assistant No. [-], what happened to the retrieved sample data?"

This is an extremely spacious room, but it is filled with all kinds of jars, which makes it a bit crowded.The jars are filled with various colored liquids, and there are strange things floating in them.

If you look closely, you can see that most of them look like unformed babies.The light on the ceiling shone down, refracting green light on the surface of the jar, which looked very strange.

Except for the tank, there is only one optical brain in the middle of the whole room, which is probably just like the one described in the novel—the perch of a Frankenstein.

But at this moment, the person sitting in front of the light brain is very normal, he does not have a particularly big head, nor does he have a greasy robe, his hair is neatly combed, and the eyes behind the thin-rimmed glasses are even very gentle.

He blinked, turned back to his assistant and said, "What happened? Why are you in a daze?"

The assistant was dressed in a white robe, his face was tightly covered by a big mask, and suddenly he came back to his senses and said, "It's nothing, sir, I'm just distracted." He presented the document in his hand again, " This is the sample data - it can be said that it matches amazingly! It can even be said to be exactly the same!"

"Is that so?" The man called Mister looked at the document and muttered to himself.The green light reflected on his fair face, and the joyful smile became a little scary.

"I finally found you..."

"Sir" was almost speaking in a sweet tone, he stretched out his hand, slowly put on the optical brain, and stroked the image on it almost gently——

The unique melody of the Gesang Festival echoed in the air. The prince was passing through the first gate of the square. He waved to the people and smiled vigorously.And in the lower right corner of the screen, a young male is standing in his seat.He has a handsome face, his eyes are slightly narrowed under the strong sunlight, and his figure is as tall and straight as a young poplar.

"My dear . . . son."

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Qin Jianzhi shook his back slightly, the midsummer sun was like fire, but he suddenly felt a chill.

He closed his eyes, and the outlines of the surrounding buildings gradually appeared in the darkness.The people were cheering, and the snipers behind them silently lurked on high places, monitoring everyone.He also saw Yan Jing—at this time he was wearing a mid-century cowboy scarf, dressed as an entertainer on a show, shuttled between tall buildings seemingly carelessly.

Other than that, there was nothing unusual, and he wondered if he had an illusion, but the chill was still lingering, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Let's discuss it with Yan Jing later, he thinks this way, maybe he is just nervous.

But at this moment, a mutation occurred!

Just as the prince passed through the last door, the decorative flower stand hanging on the door suddenly trembled slightly, and then it broke away from the nails that fixed it, and fell down!

The crowd let out a burst of exclamation, and the music stopped in an instant—it was a thing that weighed three hundred catties, and if it fell from such a high place, the prince would be disabled even if he did not die.Qin Jianzhi shook his hands almost convulsively, but he still held back.

Those assigned to stand guard are by no means ordinary people. At this moment, he has seen the surrounding sentry posts jump up, and the movement is so fast that only afterimages are left—he remembers seeing one of them in Unit [-]. His skills are absolutely fine.

Although one's own ability is not something to be shy about, it is not easy to show it to ordinary people so generously.

He turned his head to look at Yan Jing, only to find that Yan Jing had climbed up a tall building on one side at some point, and was running towards him stepping on the beams of 72 arches!

"Get down!!!"

The voice was so clear, the whistling wind came from Qin Jianzhi's ears, Yan Jing's movements seemed to slow down in his eyes, the tassels of the denim scarf fluttered in the wind, and the hat shook behind his head, but because The rope was tied and never flew out.

Qin Jianzhi reflexively fell to the ground, at the same time, a steel pipe flew over his head, and was nailed hard into the stone arch in front, making a long buzzing sound.

"Almost died..."

It happened very quickly, Qin Jianzhi's nerves were ups and downs, and his back was wet in a blink of an eye. He touched the top of his head, and the touch of the steel pipe rubbing against it was creepy.

"It's all right!" Yan Jing jumped down from the door, raised his face and examined it carefully.

"It's nothing serious, just shocked." Qin Jianzhi replied panting, but he soon saw that Yan Jing's eyes became a little strange, and even his expression was a little strange.Qin Jianzhi blinked: "What's wrong?"

Yan Jing took off his hat silently, and put it on his head: "It's nothing, you...don't..."

"..."

Qin Jianzhi put on a dull face, lifted his hat and touched it, and immediately felt bad.

There was neither bleeding nor broken skin, but the hair in the small area in the middle was obviously much shorter than the surrounding ones, and the sharp front end of the steel pipe cut off his hair directly.

"Ha ha ha ha------"

"..."

Qin Jianzhi wanted to scold someone, but the male god image he had been carefully maintaining in front of Yan Jing finally collapsed.

Not only does he want to scold people, he also wants to improve the quality of the Eighteenth Company.

Grass mud horse

Grass mud horse

Grass mud horse

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"puff………………"

"Mr." laughed so hard that Qin Jianzhi's embarrassing expression almost looked like he had eaten shit in his mind.

He wiped his face, and said to himself with a smile: "Isn't this still bald?" He seemed in a very good mood, and almost sang, "Assistant No. [-], play back the video just now."

"Yes, sir."

The optical computer screen shook distortedly for a while, and when it became clear again, the picture froze at the moment when the steel pipe flew out.

"let's start."

In the slowed-down video, people around are paying attention to the rescued prince, but at this moment, on a nearby tower, a fixed steel pipe suddenly breaks away from its original position, and then, it resembles a Like a torpedo, it flew straight towards the male insect——

"Well... stop here for a while."

The video froze again, "Sir" squinted his eyes, and leaned closer to the screen: "This is here..."

He zoomed in on the screen, and Qin Jianzhi's finger on his side hooked slightly, and it was at this moment that the steel pipe that was going to pierce his head changed its track.

Although it was only changed a little bit, it also allowed him to escape the palm of death.

"It really is you~"

"Sir" leaned back, in a good mood: "I've been looking for you for many years, but—how can I get you?"

He frowned again, looking at the smiling Yan Jing on the other side of the optical brain screen: "This female is very troublesome..."

The green light shone on his face, which fluctuated from joy to sorrow, and the assistant on one side shook his hands, but barely retreated. In the empty room, only the sigh-like words of the husband remained.

"It doesn't matter, I will always get yours..."

The author has something to say: ...I found myself forgetting to ask for leave

I thought I had asked for leave, so broken.

I went to get a graduation certificate some time ago_(:зゝ∠)_