Doomsday Egg

Own'? "Ken laughed in surprise, "You don't understand why I do that kind of research...or how much they hate me..."

"Okay, I don't understand." Wittray was attracted by Ken's rare serious attitude, and turned to face him, "Then tell me."

"I did it because...!"

Very hanging.

Ken opened his mouth and swallowed back the secret that he almost spit out.

"……None of your business."

"Then don't talk nonsense."

Viteri snorted ironically, and turned his head to look into the corridor until someone came along with the sound of footsteps, then slowly retreated to Ken's side, drew the gun out and put it in the pocket of his coat against Ken's back.

"Inspector Viteri? Hello," came a middle-aged silver-haired man who greeted him with a smile on his face and wanted to shake hands with Viteri, "I'm John Bell, the director here... Yo, Ken. Fred, you... long time no see."

Director Bell's warm greeting was ignored by Viteri, and he turned to the black-haired man sitting on the chair with a stiff expression.

"Bei, Director Bell? Alright, long time no see..."

Unlike Vittery's serious look at the other party, Ken's expression looked a bit unnaturally embarrassed, but it's a pity that Vittery was behind him at the moment and didn't notice this situation in time.

"May I ask why you two are here today?" Director Bell walked around to the chair opposite Ken and sat down, clasping his hands.

"Let's go straight to the point. I want to ask if you have ever seen this little girl?" Vitri took out a photo from his pocket and threw it in front of Bell, "Lilith Reeves was once hospitalized in St. The attending doctor was Dean Levins of the hospital, and she disappeared after the dean was killed."

It turns out... this bearded uncle wanted to investigate the only weakness of the "Devil's Hand"—his sister!

Ken, who has always been concerned about the issue of "using himself as a bargaining chip", suddenly realized.

"The little girl... I don't seem to have seen it before... why did you ask me?" Director Bell pretended to pinch his chin, staring at the lovely girl with chestnut hair and big eyes in the photo.

"According to our investigation, it seems that Levins has private communication with many research institutes. Of course, the content of these acceptances is not something I can care about. I only care about where this child has gone, because he followed us. A wanted felon."

"This, that's it..." Director Bell wiped the cold sweat from his brow under Viteri's sharp gaze, and pushed the photo back, "I'm sorry, I can't help you."

"Really? No clues at all?" Vitri took the photo back and put it in his pocket. "I also said, if you can provide valuable clues, you will offer this talented researcher in front of you with both hands."

It turns out... that's how "chips" are used!

Ken's mouth was crooked with severe anger.

"Haha...Of course we welcome Mr. Ken to join us, but the current situation of the institute...you can see that even if Mr. Ken is willing to help us, we can't afford to support him. Of course, Mr. Inspector Concerned about whether there was a private communication with Dean Levins... I can tell the Gleason Institute very responsibly that this has never happened.”

Tell me responsibly...?

Ken raised his eyebrows, and quickly exchanged glances with Director Bell who was sitting across from him. They looked at each other knowingly and... ignored.

Of course, it is impossible for the Gleason Institute to have such a situation, because its research projects have long been sold to the Lakdo Institute by the insider, and the insiders have also divided things. The power has long been emptied, and only people in this circle know. This research institute is a subject that exists in name only!

And this director who calls himself John Bell... Of course, it can't be true.

"In that case, sorry to bother you."

Viteri seems to be very dissatisfied with the outcome of this negotiation, and on the other hand, he really can't stand this weird space - broken visual effects and sweet air surround, what kind of strange combination is this?The smell that was said to be incense was not a noteworthy mainstream at first, but now that he recovered, it filled his entire mouth and nose, replacing all the oxygen used by natural breathing, making him dizzy.

Not right, very wrong.

Must... get out of here immediately.

With a grimace, Viteri lifted Ken from the seat and was about to leave, but when he took a step, his leg was not his own, and his whole body slipped and fell to the ground like limp mud.

"what happened……"

When he questioned, his tongue felt numb.

Consciousness is slowly withdrawn...

Ah...is it really the smell of the incense that hurt it?

But... why would Ken and Bell stand there unaffected?

"...It's really an over-spirited uncle."

Who is speaking?And who stomped heavily on him?

do not know.

Soon he could no longer even think about such a question.

"Mr. Ken, I heard that you were arrested by the police. It's really worrying. Fortunately, we followed the young master's order and came here to ambush."

After Viteri fainted, Director Bell changed his face of being warm and welcoming, and ran over with sad eyes to unlock the lock for Ken in a hurry.

"Uncle John..." Ken withdrew his foot from Vetteri's body, and pinched his temple helplessly, "Did Prada ask you to come? No one really needs him for this..."

He is very happy that someone rescued him... It is true that he is more happy when the man he likes cares about him... But it is a little bit to send such an old, weak and disabled general...

But there is no way... After all, Prada itself is hard to protect...

Thinking of his former best friend, who was also his original intention to engage in NIT research, Ken felt a pain in his heart.

"I, I have always been a staff member. This is the first time I am on this kind of mission. I said very nervously... I am not showing any timidity, am I?"

"Ha...no, no."

... It's no wonder it didn't!You can pretend to be the director of Gleason, why use your real name? !

Looking at the kind and slightly worried face in front of him, Ken managed to suppress the complaints in his heart.

Ken has great respect for his best friend’s butler, Uncle John Bell, who has been taken care of by him since he was a child. Just because he dared to take the risk of being arrested to act in this play at his young age is already worthy of praise ...

"Mr. Ken...? Hello," the chubby man who led them the way at the beginning appeared at the door, "I am the new young master's servant, Johnny... It's a pleasure to meet you... The young master asks you how are you?" ..."

"Hello," Ken nodded to the chubby man, and sighed heavily, "Huh... so it was his arrangement... I smelled the smell of your family's special incense from the door, and thought it was made by myself. wrong."

"Yeah, although the young master has been locked up, but with our heartfelt people around, the news is still well-informed. He heard that you were arrested, and your father Will...well, that's the one...so he Let's find a way to get you out..."

"Is it... It's hard for him..."

Ken smiled wryly.

That's right, Prada... only he knows himself best.

He knew his personality, and he would definitely use this vacant research institute to find a way to escape the clutches of the police...so it was best to meet him here.

As for that kind of incense, it is a chronic hypnotic agent, and it takes about 10 minutes to smell it. Of course, people in the Prada family are immune. It will not be affected either, so...

The only unlucky one is the police uncle who is extremely cautious but still can't survive the physical factors.

"Then Mr. Ken, let's get out of here, the effect of the incense won't last long..."

Uncle John threw the uncuffed handcuffs on the ground, and took Ken's arm and walked out.

"Wait, what about this policeman? What if he wakes up...what if Mr. Ken is wanted?" Johnny suddenly pointed to Viteri on the ground and asked, "Should we just put him..."

"...No, no," Ken stopped and looked down at the motionless police officer with stubble. After a moment of contemplation, he thumped his palm, "I've changed my mind."

"Huh? Change... what idea?"

"Instead of hiding, it's better... to play with him, the cat-and-mouse investigation game."

ACT26: Gaming

Just like the "Cosmos" mansion where Kelan and others were placed, each building in "LOVEDUE" has its own name, and the subsidiary buildings such as "Pansy", "Hyacinth", "Lilac", "Misty Rosemary" and so on are all named after flowers, mainly for the guests who come here to rest. Only the main building is named "1/2 Heart" by the weird boss Su Guan - where "heart" is a heart-shaped symbol. alternative.

There are more than 1 VIP rooms on the five floors of "2/50 Heart". The central location is an oval-shaped courtyard-shaped venue that runs through the top and bottom. There is a transparent frosted glass ceiling that can be opened and closed independently. Strange vine-like plants are spreading, even spreading to the doors of each room. They are coiled around the door in the shape of different flower patterns. People who don't pay attention will not notice that they also play the role of a lock, and they must serve the door. Only the waiter in the room can know how to open and close.

Such a flamboyant design may be regarded as an art in the eyes of those in the upper class, but in the eyes of Ke Lan, who has been used to being a homeless and poor child since childhood, there is only...a disgusting feeling.

"Mr. Reeves, please come in. His Highness Su has been waiting for you for a long time."

take it all the way