Infinity: Others play games with krypton gold, I play games with krypton life

Before the second count was finished, Xiao Qianchuan immediately threw back the quilt and complained with his messy hair.

"It's so early in the morning, can't you let me sleep a little longer?"

He raised his eyes and glanced over, and found that Officer Ling was looking straight at him with a serious face.

Xiao Qianchuan didn't dare to look up. He got out of bed and wanted to go into the bathroom.

However, he was blocked by the other party's arm at the door. Before he could open his mouth, he heard that familiar tone.

"explain."

It was this sentence again. Xiao Qianchuan suspected that this was the tactic that Officer Ling often used when interrogating prisoners.

Simple and clear, yet aggressive.

Xiao Qianchuan hated this kind of thing the most. He crouched down and crawled under the other person's arm, leaving behind a sentence.

"Wait a minute, I need to pee urgently."

After hearing this, Ling Rizhao felt a little embarrassed. He couldn't just stand at the door, so he turned around and went back to the bedroom to make the bed.

After solving his physiological problem, Xiao Qianchuan returned to the bedroom and was still considering where to start. When he looked up and saw the tofu cubes on the bed, he forgot all the half-written remarks.

He walked around the bed and regretted not bringing his cell phone. Otherwise, no one would believe him if he told others about it without taking photos.

Who can straighten the lace edges on a silk quilt?

Xiao Qianchuan glanced at Officer Ling standing beside him, and felt a little complicated while sighing.

"You... do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder? This is also a mental illness, did you know that?"

Without waiting for anyone's reply, Xiao Qianchuan pretended to lie down on the freshly made bed again.

Ling Rizhao frowned and grabbed the person, turned around and stuffed him into the sofa next to him, then sat down at the other end.

"What happened last night?"

Knowing that he couldn't escape it, Xiao Qianchuan sat cross-legged on the sofa, hiding the part where he almost couldn't control his body's changes, and told the rest of the story in detail.

Officer Ling was silent for a long time, so long that Xiao Qianchuan couldn't help but secretly glance at him again and again before he spoke.

"That... evil god, why didn't you mention it at the base?"

Xiao Qianchuan buried his head in his knees. "I've read the records of your Group G, and there's no information about that person in them. I was a little unsure for a moment, whether "He" really exists, or... or... You must have investigated it, and you all know about my illness..."

He paused and continued, "Who would believe someone like me if I told them?"

There was a whorl in the middle of the soft hair, which should have indicated a submissive temper, but it always made Ling Rizhao feel powerless.

He wanted to reach out and rub the head, and say a few words of comfort, but he hated himself for being tongue-tied. After thinking over and over again, he could only utter two words.

"I believe."

He repeated, "I believe you, as long as you are willing to tell me. Anything is fine. Your file is encrypted, and few people in the base know about it. Don't think too much. Your illness has been cured. Isn't it? Don't be afraid."

Xiao Qianchuan didn't look up, just hummed softly, like a cat.

Ling Rizhao felt extremely distressed and regretted that he should not have questioned him like this.

In the small restaurant on the second floor.

The cook prepared a large table of sumptuous breakfast, but she stubbornly insisted on waiting until everyone arrived before she started eating.

The clock hands turned round and round, and except for the young master and his personal butler, everyone else had arrived.

Foley tugged at his collar. The hunger in his stomach made him more and more anxious, and his impatience spread to his face.

"Why wait for him? I am the one who is in charge of this family. I can't wait any longer."

As he said this, he was about to reach for the plate of croissants in front of him.

Suddenly, a table knife flew over from the side. Fortunately, he pulled back quickly, so his palm was not pierced by it.

Foley was still in shock and was about to curse out loud, but when he saw that twisted and wrinkled smiling face, he swallowed back all the dirty words and only muttered one sentence.

"Do we have to wait until everyone is here? What if he dies and can't come?"

"Hey! Big brother is thinking of me like this!"

Hearing the sound, everyone turned their heads. Fulai saw the person standing behind the young man and suddenly screamed as if he had seen a ghost.

"You...how did you..."