The new deputy director, Collins, arrived in the afternoon. Before he arrived, the institute had already formed a team for him, and when he arrived, he would directly take over Olier's office.

Because most people think that Collins won't be able to stay in the research institute for a few days, so all the team members assigned to him are not very qualified team members, and they don't want him to insist on researching something, just waiting for the young master to play Enough to leave from the Institute.

Although the people in the research institute didn't take this deputy director who came over by air very seriously, but he stayed in the position of deputy director after all, and he was the only son of the investor, so he still had to give him the face he deserved.

One of the purposes of Collins' coming to the Institute was Garcia, so he went straight to Professor Cyril's office after arriving at the Institute. Not long after Boyce heard the news, someone asked him to go to Professor Cyril's office.

……

When Boyce arrived, the door of Professor Cyril's office was half closed, and a young male voice came out from the crack of the door.

"I can stay with him later, so I don't need to bother you."

There was a trace of curiosity in his voice: "When will he arrive?"

"It should be soon." Boyce heard Professor Cyril reply.

Boyce stopped at the door and knocked.

Footsteps sounded in the office, approaching the door: "Who is it?"

The office door opened, revealing the young man behind him. Seeing Boyce, his eyes lit up, and he called out Boyce's name directly: "Are you Boyce?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Boyce's eyes. The person in front of him should be Collins, but he didn't know why he was so enthusiastic about him.

There shouldn't be any intersection between them.

And Professor Cyril began to introduce each other to the two.

"This is the new deputy director, Collins."

"This is Boyce, the breeder of S-37."

Boyce heard him mention Garcia, and subconsciously looked at Collins, who also smiled at him, showing two pointed canine teeth: "I know you."

Collins spoke happily. After arriving at the institute, he had seen Boyce's photo and had an impression of the breeder of the mermaid he was fancying.

But after actually touching it, he was even more satisfied.

After Boyce entered the office, Collins took the initiative to bring up a few topics and chatted with him for a while, observing Boyce with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Seeing this, Professor Cyril explained to Boyce the purpose of letting him come: "Collins wants you to accompany him to get acquainted with the institute and meet his colleagues."

Collins nodded in agreement, looked at Boyce questioningly, and waited for his reply.

After Boyce agreed, Collins turned his head to look at Professor Cyril: "I'll go shopping with Boyce first, so I won't disturb you."

Naturally, Cyril would not respond, and after getting out of Cyril's sight, Collins began to ask questions that he was embarrassed to ask in front of Cyril.

"Have you been feeding s-37 since you came to the institute?"

"Correct."

"How much does that know about it?"

Collins asked Boyce about the living habits and preferences of his favorite pet.

"What does it like to eat? How much food does it eat every day? How many times a day is it fed..." Collins said enthusiastically. Before he came over, he had piled up so many questions waiting for Boyce to answer them.

"You are the breeder of S-37, you should know this.?"

"By the way..." Collins, who had asked a bunch of questions, suddenly remembered the question about the fish tank, and continued asking without waiting for Boyce's reply, "I have a swimming pool at home, do you think I can keep it there?"

Collins seemed to have kept the mermaid in his residence, and he regarded the mermaid as his own in words.

Boyce almost knew the answer to Collins' question, but he didn't know whether it was because of Collins' tone of treating the mermaid as a pet, or his attitude of directly attributing the ownership of the mermaid to himself. I felt a little offended in my heart, and I didn't reply him in time.

Collins, who didn't get a reply, looked at him suspiciously: "Boyce?"

Boyce came back to his senses, picked a few questions that the research institute knew and told him the answer.

"Don't you know what it likes to eat?" Collins thought that Boyce, who fed the fish every day, should at least know this very well.

Of course I know... Boyce met Collins' gaze and shook his head frankly: "I don't know either."

"These are just insignificant things for the experiment." So except for Boyce, basically no one else cares.

"That's it..." Collins looked a little disappointed.

Boyce thought about what Collins just said about keeping Garcia in the swimming pool, and couldn't help but say, "He doesn't like swimming pools."

"Then what does he like?" The swimming pool was built by Collins when his family promised him to raise a mermaid. After being rejected by Boyce, he was a little unconvinced. Collins emphasized to him, "The swimming pool at my house is very big. ..."

He described the size of the swimming pool at home: "It's really big, I think it's enough to keep a mermaid."

Boyce still shook his head, denying him: "Not big enough."

"Then how big do you think it should be?" Collins began to feel displeased.

Boyce thought, at least the sea area outside the institute would be enough.

The author has something to say: Bobo: There is only one lie and countless times (つд?)

Can't stay up all night, just wrote this QAQ

感谢在2020-12-2223:06:47~2020-12-2323:04:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 1 piece of Zunxun Xili;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Da Dashi counts 10 bottles a day; non-white 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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