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the next morning.eight o'clock.

The housekeeping robot pushed the dining cart on time and appeared at the door of Ivano's room.The sliding door opened, and it saw Ivano standing behind the door, as if waiting for it.

"Good morning." The housekeeping robot has a female voice, which sounds gentle and concerned, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Ivano politely responded to the housekeeping robot's greeting, turned to let it push the dining car in, and said, "By the way, Jessie, I'm bored here, can I get some gadgets for entertainment?"

A few minutes later, the housekeeping robot found Shane in a laboratory and told him that Ivano wanted some low-temperature soft wax, as well as paper and pens.

Shan En tilted his head and thought for a while, then rushed to the monitor to watch.Ivano has changed his clothes and looks neat, a gentleman.Like an ordinary busy 30-year-old man, eating breakfast while reading - he is more used to watching the news, but now only novels to read.

Sean laughed uncontrollably, shaking his shoulders.

"I don't understand, I want to know." He looked back at the domestic robot, "What does he want those things for? What is he thinking?"

Housekeeping robot: "Sorry, I can't answer that question."

Shane's gaze returned to the monitor.

When he found this man in the slave market, he bought him without thinking.Usually he only buys something that looks cute, or can withstand a lot of trouble, and this person was dying of injuries.

But he and Fernan have similar eye color.Green eyes are common, but mint greens without a hint of gray are as rare as emeralds.

Those green eyes were what he loved most about Fernand.When those eyes looked up and looked at him through thick eyelashes, it was as if the sun mixed with the smell of green grass rushed towards his face, making people believe that these eyes had witnessed all the beauty in the world.

Sean thought of the way those eyes looked at him, felt a palpitation, and flinched.His hands trembled nervously, and he shook his head in self-denial.

This person's feeling is not right, not right!He thought with disgust that he was too calm.Since he came here, he never made a scene, hysterical.Never knock down the robot and break out of the room.As a result, many punishment games he had prepared could not be played.

Fernan wouldn't do that.On the first day Fernand was locked up, he was very angry.Crying after being beaten...it's not like him at all!

He suddenly became furious, smashed the terminal to the ground, and smashed it with a chair like crazy until the monitoring screen disappeared.He stared at the pile of scrap metal on the ground and gasped for breath. After a while, he raised his head, his eyes widened, and said to the domestic robot waiting aside: "Give him what he wants."

Ivano got a whole box of white soft wax, some paper and a soft pencil.He spent the rest of the day rubbing the soft pewter.

He rubbed half a box of pewter into flat circles the size of fingernails.The remaining half of the box was melted with the heat of the infrared therapy device, and a piece of graphite in the refill was taken and ground, and thrown into it.Graphite dyed the half box of soft batik gray.After cooling and solidifying, Ivano rubbed them into the other half of the gray oblate.

Probably when it was time for afternoon tea, Shane came.

By then Ivano had finished with the soft wax and was sitting at the table.A sheet of grid paper was spread on the table, and the soft waxes were divided into black and white boxes, which were placed at both ends of the table.

Sean didn't say anything after he came in, and sat directly opposite Ivano.Ivano glanced at it, and the battle robot followed closely.

He raised his eyes and smiled at Shan En naturally: "Come and play a game. I can teach you."

Shane stared at him inquiringly, trying to find signs of betrayal in his face.Ivano turned a blind eye to this, and lowered his eyes to clean up the black and white pieces on the grid paper.There was absolutely no sign of any resentment towards the beating two days ago.

Sean grabbed Ivano's right hand.A thin healing bandage was wrapped around his right index finger and thumb.Sean asked him, "What is this?"

"I was a little careless," Ivano said.

Shan En tore off the bandage suspiciously, and was startled to see that it was really injured.Ivano had very slight burns on his fingertips.Sean discovered that he knew how the injury had come about.Later, he couldn't help but look at the surveillance, and saw Ivano heating the soft wax with medical equipment.It may have been burned at that time.

Shane let go of his hand, signaling to continue.Ivano wrapped the bandage back calmly.

The black and white pieces on the table look like some kind of ancient game. In this era when terminals can solve all entertainment, this method of seriously drawing grids and playing with props is very realistic and fresh.

Ivano told Shane that it was "chess" and explained the rules to him - most of which he made up.After all, this game is too old, and few people know the real rules.

To Ivano's surprise, Shane liked the game.And get started quickly, is a person who is very good at rational thinking.Sean didn't seem to be in a stable mood when he first came in, but now he's focused like a normal person.

He doesn't care about winning or losing, he just thinks this game makes him happy.When the housekeeping robot reminded him that dinner was ready—Ivano suddenly realized that he had been forced to sit here with him and wasted three hours of his life—Shan En said without looking up.

By the end Ivano had to say he was tired.Sean looked up at him in surprise, as if hearing for the first time that people would be tired.

"Are you sure?" He didn't say this in a commanding tone, "I want to have another game, will you satisfy me?"

Ivano pinched the bridge of his nose wearily.He only slept for three or four hours for two consecutive days, and he really couldn't maintain his concentration for that long.

"Okay." He finally cheered up and said, "How can I refuse you."

This time the meeting was uneventful, and Ivano coaxed the owner to be very happy.

Now, Ivano sat where he was and touched his lips.Shane had already left, and kissed him on the mouth before leaving.Nothing else, just pure kissing, very erotic kind of French kissing.

Ivano's memory told him that Fernand taught Sean everything about kissing.This man had never dated anyone before he met Fernan, and he had never even been held by anyone.Out-and-out social fear combined with strict family education.When I was kissed by tongue for the first time, I was so excited that I cried.

Fernan should have realized that this man had a brain problem at that time, and then shot him.No matter how inexperienced you are, you won't be able to kiss your lips until your whole body trembles.Ivano thought, carefully flipping the chess pieces on the table with his bandaged fingertips, checking them one by one.

Soon, Ivano found what he was looking for—clear fingerprints on soft wax, Shane's.His own fingerprints are isolated by bandages and will not fall on the chess pieces.

His heart beat faster when he saw the fingerprints, but his hands remained steady.Carefully picked out a few chess pieces with complete and clear fingerprints, and quickly brought them to the dead corner of the camera in the room.

He squatted on the ground and quickly moved out the medical bag.A little iodine was used to fume the fingerprints into sharpness, and then the fingerprints were extracted with the utmost care using a biomimetic gel.This took him about an hour.Finally, he picked out three clear fingerprints.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and hid all the materials in the cabinet.Then wash up as if nothing had happened, and go to bed.

He needs strength, but he has to warn himself not to sleep too soundly.

He needs to wake up by eight o'clock tomorrow.

This thing will be over soon.

Hopefully.