The troubles of the heartthrob guide

Tony looked at Wells inexplicably, thinking that this kind of thing really shouldn't be told to me.

However, Wells didn't seem to realize that something was wrong, and smiled innocently: "This is a human smuggler who has done a lot of bad things, and now he plans to cultivate a large number of human beings for trafficking. The informant pointed out that some of the scholars attending the meeting this time I have to catch his important partners as well."

"Although he is the target of the assassination this time, his accomplices will have to be taken care of, which is quite difficult. I will tell you first because if I never come back one day, you don't have to wait for me."

Wells said such life-and-death words so easily, but Tony couldn't retort like usual, and could only say: "...I will mourn for you."

Unexpectedly, Tony finished speaking with a serious face, but Wells looked at him with wide eyes and puzzled, and he realized it after a few seconds, and suddenly laughed: "Thank you! You are so kind to me !"

"But I won't die. I won't come back just because—" Wells put away his light brain, crawled to Tony's feet on all fours, raised his head and smiled: "As long as it is my target, escape to the ends of the earth." It's no use either."

Although Wells was smiling at this time, his expression was very sinister, completely different from that of the dumb dog just now. Tony's mental consciousness could vaguely feel his killing intent.

The two looked at each other, Tony looked away and asked, "What is your identity?"

"Me?" Wells stood up.

The tall man stood in front of Tony, lowered his head and whispered in Tony's ear: "Soldiers, soldiers who specialize in assassination missions."

In this world, the country does not have the post of police. All occupations related to public security and the country belong to the category of soldiers. From leading troops to fight, to directing traffic at intersections, all are the jobs of soldiers. The only difference lies in the rank of the military. different.

Tony took a step back and opened the distance between the two: "Didn't you still be Dr. William White who specialized in genetics yesterday? You are really a fickle person."

"This...he is my comrade. This time, I had to borrow his identity in order to get involved in this meeting. Even the clothes on his body were designated by him. Isn't his taste bad?" Wells laughed again: "I'm not good at genetics, but killing people is my specialty, so don't worry."

"..." Tony looked at his face, thinking about his words, and realized that it's better not to get too close to this person. It's too inconsistent, and it wouldn't be surprising to suddenly evolve from a dog to another creature one day.

Tony suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but turn around and ask, "You were near my house that day, because you were on a mission?"

"Yes, I just solved a serial murderer at that time. After fighting for a long time, I became a little manic." Speaking of this, Wells said guiltily: "Tony, please allow me to apologize to you again. I Your condition is not good, I offended you."

"Let's not take this as an example. If you plan to kiss a stranger next time, please remember to keep your mouth clean at all times." After Tony finished speaking, he went into the bathroom, leaving Wells standing there thinking about this sentence.

Which means you can kiss him in the future as long as you finish brushing your teeth, right?

In the bathroom, Tony took out the toiletries he brought from home and began to wash.

Tony doesn't like to use things of unknown origin. No matter how high-end the restaurant is and how good the utensils are, he still chooses to use these carefully cleaned things.

His red hair was long enough to be pulled back into a ponytail.He tied up his hair, washed his face carefully, and then wiped off all the drops of water on his face with his cat-print towel.

Cat...Looking at the cat on the towel, Tony thought of his spirit beast.His spirit beast is called the kitten. The kitten is very good and won't pester him all the time, but it doesn't allow Tony to leave his sight. But now that he is in the bathroom, he doesn't see the kitten following him.

Tony opened the door immediately and went out. Wells was sitting on the ground, hugging the kitten, and carefully putting the kitten on the head of the big wolf dog. The big wolf dog was sitting upright, flicking its tail very happily.

"Okay! The big dog with the kitten on its head is done!"

The wolfhound waited for the kitten to sit firmly, then stood up, and the kitten above his head was running and jumping happily. Even though the kitten's paws were wrapped around its fur, it was extremely happy.

"What are you doing? Kitten, come here!"

"Don't be like this, Tony, didn't the little cat resist? It knows that the big dog is completely compatible with its spirit, and they will be good friends."

When Tony looked at it, he really saw that the normally shy kitten showed no signs of timidity, and even stretched out its paw to pat the big dog's head.

The fat kitten who only dared to bully dared to bully others!Tony was shocked in his heart, but he still went forward and grabbed the kitten: "Don't touch it casually, it's dirty!"

The kitten got into Tony's arms, the big dog and Willston were downcast, feeling that the dog's life was not going well.

The exchange meeting hosted by Dunn Fertility officially started.

The content of this exchange meeting is nothing more than a group of people in the field of fertility technology sitting together, listening to other people's new research, and looking at the new machines sold by the research and development company.In short, the process is boring, but it is still an opportunity to relax.

On the first day, Tony walked into the venue and the staff guided him to a seat.

As soon as Tony sat down, Wells sat down next to him.Tony glared at him, and Wells pointed to the "William White" nameplate on the table, smiling innocently.

Someone on the stage was introducing the new invention of the mechanical womb. Tony’s specialty was genetics, while Ziliger specialized in machinery. All the use and data control of the mechanical womb in the company was Ziliger’s business.And besides that, in the past two years, Qilig also began to dabble in biology, and started to study materials related to genetic information.

Tony knows very well that although Ziliger is usually a waste material, he is also a very useful waste material. Tony is not surprised that Qiliger will be able to handle all the work of the company in the future.He looked at the people on the stage and planned to leave the information to Qilig.

Turning his head to look at Wells aside, Wells was wearing a stiff suit buttoned up to the top, wearing a pair of honest thick-rimmed glasses, and was seriously looking at the information on the reader.

Tony flipped through the materials of the exchange meeting with a bored face, found Wells' contact number, and sent him a text message.

"You are serious."

The communicator in Wells' hand vibrated, he looked down, his face was filled with joy, and he sent back a text message a few seconds later.

"Tony!"

"Of course I don't understand. It's too different from my major. I'm looking at my professional information."

Wells sent Tony the image from the reader, and Tony received instructions for a new narcotic weapon.

There are notes from Welles on the screen, and Wells wrote such a note: "Complete coma within one second, applicable to various activities."

The word "all kinds" was bolded, and a line was drawn out, pointing to the love heart next to it.Below the heart is written a small, Tony initials.

Tony felt that the whole person was not well, pointed to his name, and gave Wells the middle finger.

Wells smiled stupidly at Tony, and then sent another picture.

In the picture, a big dog and a kitten are drawn, and the two animals are surrounded by a big heart.

Tony turned off the communicator silently, turned his attention back to the stage, and blushed slightly.