Why is the waste prince like that?

Among other things, do you really think this color is beautiful?

At that moment, Jackie's mood was indescribable.

Forget it, he didn't see a young master with a brain disability, and if things really went smoothly, he would find it strange.

Moreover, this obsessive attitude towards genetically modified products is very in line with his status, and the tone of showing off his father's doting without saying a word even reminds him of an unpleasant younger brother.

So real.

So he smiled slightly, and said affirmatively under the questioning eyes of the other party: "Of course, we have the most perfect technology."

He then lowered his voice and said in a mysterious tone, "A group of outstanding researchers in the field of genetics have left the Royal Academy of Sciences. I wonder if there is any news from Polly Yasaki?"

Originally, I just wanted to inquire about the situation of the crown prince, but now it is a surprise to be able to use it for emergency.

Lancer's eyes widened: "Could it be?"

Jackie smiled without saying a word, just nodded reservedly.

Immediately after seeing the arrogant and stupid young master in front of him, he gasped, and said with a face full of shock: "Wow, I didn't expect you to be so wicked. He has lived well in the Royal Academy and has a bright future. Now you are forcing him into prostitution. If you get on a pirate ship, the child may not even be a civil servant in the future!"

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of the bodyguards became particularly strange.

You idiot, can you speak?

Jacques closed his eyes in pain. If the assassination had been successful, with the EQ of the little fool in front of him, he wouldn't even be worthy of carrying his shoes.

It's a pity that they didn't, and they even asked for each other. Judging from the attitude of the other party's dissatisfaction, Jackie couldn't even take Joe.

He could only swallow his anger and explain: "These researchers are all voluntary, and Silesia offered a price that they would never get in their lifetime at the Royal Academy."

Lancer: "Oh, but so what?"

Sure enough, it was the smell of my annoying brother.

But at this time Lanchester's bodyguard who had been standing aside bent down and whispered to him.

Lanchester was obviously not at odds with the bodyguard named Aza, and scolded loudly after digging out his ears: "Aren't you full? Speak louder."

As soon as this remark came out, Jacqueline had no idea how to characterize the young master.

Said he was stupid, but he was able to find out that the girl was checking on the kitten and said that he was not stupid. The subordinates in the same industry were obviously trying to communicate in private, but he didn't understand at all.

The poor subordinate named Aza could only explain to him in a normal voice: "The Royal Academy has indeed lost a group of researchers, but the average age is not very old, young master. I don't think they may have any important technology."

The news is really well-informed, but speaking so loudly also gave them a chance to refute: "Silesia will not make a loss-making business, you can rest assured."

The silver-haired handsome young master was expressionless, his eyes wandering between the two of them.

Jacqueline couldn't help being a little nervous. If it doesn't work out, the price can be negotiated again.

He stared at the other party, but saw that handsome and ruthless face twitched slightly, and then the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a huge mocking smile.

"Hahahahahaha."

Jackie's heartstrings tightened, but he heard the young male voice continue.

"Aza, do you still know what you are here for?"

It turned out that it was not against him.

Lanchester mocked: "I asked you to inquire, but there was no news for ten days and a half months. It was only after I came that I made progress. It was hard to connect with people from Silesia, and you are here again. What? After you go back, do you still have to tell your father that the second young master is young and impetuous, so what should you do if you advise him? "

It seemed that Aza wanted to say something, but the rebellious young master waved him and told him to get out quickly.

"It's not your turn to teach the young master how to do things, get out."

The tall bodyguard lowered his eyes in silence for a long time, and finally left without making a sound.

In his heart, Jacqueline felt sorry for being a loyal servant.

Lanchester leaned back, and the old gene-modified scarf seemed to sense that its owner was in a bad mood, so it cared for his shoulders with its front paws, and licked its owner's handsome face with its pink tongue. A lick.

He looks weird, but his personality is very cute.

"Hey, when do you want to see it again? If you have the technology to raise a litter by yourself, don't keep staring at other people's things."

Jacqui couldn't say it, but he couldn't afford to lose the business, so he could only admit that he had something wrong with an old outdated scarf.

"If you see fit..."

Lanchester licked two cats angrily: "I don't think it's suitable, what about technology? Don't give me a little bastard to show me your achievements. Do you understand aesthetics or genetics? Stability? As a young master, I am a fool who is easy to cheat money."

Uneducated, he is not a real noble son at first glance.

But if the real nobleman came and found out the real situation in Silesia, the deal might not be possible.

Jacqueline had to say in embarrassment: "This...our research institute is not open to the public at present, but we have cultivated some good seeds,..."

In fact, it was because they had already made plans to escape, but the first to evacuate was not the family members of the Silesian family, but the research institute where almost all crimes started.

That kind of energy, which they call the "source", is considered to be inert energy, and it is extracted very obediently, but it cannot be further studied at all, and its characteristic of attracting the spiritual body makes the research even more bogged down. No matter how the experiment is done, the researcher can't find out its true characteristics. The researcher tried it with a physical body, but was dragged into the abyss by this energy. This was the case with the researcher of Lisa Neal. He left this world with the last four words .

Those four words are: it is alive.

Of course, most people assume that "it" refers to Lisa Neal.

Jackie felt the same way.

In short, the things in the research institute are the treasures that Silesia depends on for survival, but they can also be the poison that kills them, and they must not be left in the polar night star now.

The research institute also cannot allow outsiders to enter, otherwise, if there is a mistake, they may be lost forever.

Lanchester is obviously just bad-tempered and mean-spirited, but he is favored by more than just relying on a good appearance: "I need to see technology, and I have seen a lot of people who use unstable gadgets to fool me, even if Even liars have to show me a decent laboratory before they dare to cheat me of money, you Silesians want money just by talking about it?"

Although this sounds ugly, it is true. How can anyone sell something without asking for money first? Besides, this kind of transaction is not protected by imperial law. Who doesn’t worry that the other party will pat his ass and leave?

Jackie hesitated again and again, but Lanchester became more and more impatient, and several times bluntly said that he wanted to leave. If it weren't for the bodyguards blocking the door, he might just turn around and open the door and leave.

In the end, he seemed to be tortured to the point where he couldn't help it, and he confessed to Jackie: "Jacques Silesia, don't fucking play with me, do you think I'm fine? That old thing outside is my father's figure The monitor is still biased toward my brother. Let me tell you the truth. I was all pretending to lower the price just now. Our transformation technology secrets were leaked. Now pointing at the legendary Pole Night Star Research Institute to give a stream of blood, they all say that you want I ran away, there are five or six times out of ten there will be problems, but I have been calculated by others, and now I have to take over this mess, you tell me that you can’t see it now, okay, I don’t ask you, and don’t give me other ways to survive It's blocked, okay?"

It turns out that everyone is the same way, Jacques thought it was no wonder, and suddenly a burst of sympathy from the villains surged up.

Without this fund, Silesia is still doomed.

He thought of his concubine who had been jumping up and down at home since the assassination plan failed, and after a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, please get ready, Master Lanchester, someone will come to pick you up within two days."