Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Fūya Rei stared at them intently, his purple-gray eyes seemed to be flowing with long-brewed wine, mellow and mysterious, with an inconceivable inhuman feeling.

The female researcher is calm and decisive, while the male researcher is cowardly and indecisive.

usable.

After finishing his analysis in a split second, Rei Furuya spoke in a gentle and elegant tone, yet with absolute certainty: "This must be God's will."

The two researchers had blank expressions on their faces, their hearts broken.

According to his brainwashed memory, this guy should have answered: I am here because I did not complete the boss's task, and I felt guilty, so I took the initiative to send myself to the laboratory to test drugs for the boss.

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What the hell is God's will?

Is this guy completely out of his mind?

At this moment, the monitor suddenly rang.

The two researchers lowered their heads in awe and took a step back respectfully, completely exposing the monitor.

Then the boss's kind voice, like that of an old grandfather next door, sounded.

"Agent."

He called out affectionately.

Fūya Rei tilted his head and looked at the camera, appearing quite innocent. He smiled gently, "Good day, sir. The Agent sends his regards."

The boss was silent suspiciously for a moment, then asked, "Do you have any doubts about being in the lab?"

At this time, Fūya Ling seemed to have eased his physical discomfort. He slowly walked to the coffee machine, poured a cup of coffee and drank it slowly, looking relaxed and comfortable.

He took a sip of coffee, raised his lip, and responded to the boss who had been left alone for a long time: "Not really. Everything is subject to your will. Your thoughts and ideas are my path forward."

The BOSS was silent for a long time, and seemed to have been brainwashed, but he still did not forget to express his loyalty, which shocked Fōtani Zero.

This guy's every move and gesture showed no respect for the leader, but his tone and eyes expressing loyalty were extremely sincere.

Was this brainwashing successful or not?

The BOSS was confused for a moment, then looked at the guy again, and saw that he was still as dignified, elegant and slow as ever.

It succeeded, but it also seemed like it didn't.

But in the end, the boss still gave him a code name according to the previous plan.

"Romanee-Conti, this will be your code name from now on." The boss suppressed his suspicious heart and decided to temporarily believe in the scientific brainwashing equipment.

As for this guy's particularly unique brainwashing attitude, it is probably due to his nature.

He said in a deep voice, "Don't let me down. You can stay in the lab and recuperate for a while until your body recovers."

After saying that, he logged off and left.

I have been being pursued quite closely by various countries recently, so it is particularly important for me to set aside a fixed time every day to participate in Amuro Toru's brainwashing.

After he left, Furuya Ling drank half a cup of coffee slowly, then lowered his eyes and smiled softly: "Please rest assured."

He put down his coffee cup and muttered to himself: "Why am I here? Because I was born guilty and I came here to atone for my sins."

Murder is a sin, lying is a sin.

The female researcher who had been keeping an eye on him: …

Furiya Rei slowly stood up and spoke to the female researcher. His posture was elegant and his tone was gentle, like a warm spring breeze. "I'm going to take a shower first. When I come out, I hope you can put my personal belongings away."

Ya smiled gently, her eyes curved like crescent moons, and her tone was elegant and condescending: "Please help me prepare another set of suitable casual clothes."

The female researcher bowed her head. "Yes, Lord Romani."

The gentleman has given the other party the code name of Romanee-Conti, which means that the other party is no longer a test subject whose life and death they can manipulate at will.

They must respect and obey the Codename Master.

This is the basic rule of the organization.

After taking a shower, Rei Fūya dragged his tired and heavy body out, and found that his personal belongings were neatly placed on the table, including two mobile phones.

The female researcher held a pure white suit in her arms and respectfully placed it before Fūya Rei's eyes: "Sir, these are your clothes."

Fūya Rei took a look and didn't express any objection to the color.

When he took the clothes, he brushed past the female researcher's waist without leaving a trace, and suddenly there was a gun in his hand.

He pulled the blue curtain in front of the laboratory table, dressed as quickly as possible, left two bullets in the gun, and walked out.

Fūya Ling came to the computer desk and turned on two mobile phones casually, but his eyes fell on the female researcher. There was a faint smile in his pupils, and his tone was soft, with the same noble elegance as his behavior.

"Excuse me, what should I call you?"

The female researcher paused and said in a serious tone, "Your Excellency can call me Huizi."

"Okay, Ms. Keiko."

Fūya Rei was browsing the webpage on his phone, which contained the information about the two researchers that Gibson had spent seven days investigating.

After he quickly read it, with a slight malice flashing in his eyes, he sent a message to Gibson.

[In ten minutes, disconnect the lab's network. In twenty minutes, come pick me up at the lab.]

[Yes, sir.]

—Gipson]

After giving the order, Furuya Ling put down his phone, his eyes filled with clear sweet spring water, and asked without a trace of sharpness, "Ms. Keiko, can I take a look at my physical report?"

Huizi didn't refuse: "Of course. But your body is too weak, you need regular checkups and medication."

She approached Rei Furuya, skillfully opened the computer interface, dragged out a file from the document, and motioned Rei Furuya to come forward and take a look.

"Excuse me."

Fūya Rei patted her shoulder, put the gun back in place as quickly as possible, and sat down on the chair obediently. He seemed to be looking through the documents seriously, his purple-gray eyes shining, reflecting the dim light of the computer, strange and unpredictable.

His clear eyes curved slightly, a gentle smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and he asked affectionately, "Miss Huizi, I heard that humans can have special abilities. I wonder if it's true?"

While arranging the equipment on the test bench, Huizi replied seriously, "All current international research has proven that supernatural powers do not exist."

Fūya Rei looked weak, and in a direction the female researcher couldn't see, he slightly curved his lips, but the light in his eyes flashed with cold disgust, with a frightening cruelty and malice.

His slightly bewildered voice came over: "I heard something. A lucky person accidentally gained the ability to control consciousness and space. He can trap a person's consciousness in another space completely under his control, and freely browse through their memories and control everything within. Miss Huizi, in this situation, is there nothing you can do but remain trapped and wait for death? If it were you, how would you survive?"

Huizi didn't let the topic get away with being so far-fetched. Instead, he pondered for a moment with the rigor of an academic, then said, "If I could realize that space isn't real, I might be able to escape. But even if I did, it wouldn't be of any use. The enemy controls this space."