Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

"Teacher, is this the research you've been doing all this time?"

Jiang Heng stared at the mechanical head, feigning admiration and longing.

“That’s right. You know, there are always people who aren’t satisfied with a lifespan of just a few hundred years.” Li Tianming leaned back in his chair, looking wistful. “The more you get, the less you want to let go.”

Jiang Heng's eyes flickered; he couldn't tell for a moment whether Li Tianming was just saying it casually or reminding him of something.

"By the way, teacher, the maintenance period for the special operations team is almost up, right? I'll be in charge of Team One from now on?"

Upon hearing the words "special operations team," Li Tianming frowned, tapped his hand on the table, and was about to speak when Jiang Heng interrupted him.

"Teacher, I have some new ideas about mechanical fusion, which can be used to improve upon them."

Upon hearing this, Li Tianming's brow relaxed, but he still instructed, "Avoid the core area first; improper handling could easily lead to trouble."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Heng leaned closer and lowered her voice, "Was my glasses damaged because of Lan's core?" Seeing that Li Tianming's expression did not change, she continued, "I was scanning his heart when, for some reason, the chip in my glasses exploded."

Looking at his most outstanding student, Li Tianming felt conflicted. "Jiang Heng, all I can say is, don't have curiosity that you shouldn't have. You'll know when I feel it's time to tell you."

Jiang Heng pouted, "It seems I'm still not capable enough and don't deserve the teacher's trust. Fine, I'll go to the research lab and work hard now."

Li Tianming watched his departing figure, shaking his head with amusement. This usually cold and aloof man only acted so childishly in front of him. Perhaps telling him wouldn't hurt; he needed someone he could trust to assist him anyway.

The next day, Lan led a group of fifteen people to the research institute.

The guard received Jiang Heng's call and responded repeatedly. After disconnecting, he looked at Lan with a respectful expression, "Team Leader Lan, please proceed to Room 307 on the third floor. Dr. Jiang is already waiting for you there."

In Room 307, Jiang Heng was integrating the data of the Shadow Beasts. He had been thinking about where their performance could be used for the past two days, and he had some ideas, but it was still not very clear.

"Dr. Jiang, Team Lan and the others have arrived."

His assistant, Wang Yan, called from outside the door. He closed the documents and said towards the door, "Let them in one by one."

Lan was the last to enter. The moment he stepped into the research lab, the door behind him closed. The moment he saw Jiang Heng, he couldn't help but recall the scene from yesterday's video call, and he felt a little uneasy.

But Jiang Heng clearly didn't have the same worries as him.

"Team Leader Lan, we meet again. Come and lie down."

Lan suppressed his awkwardness and went over. After lying on the bed and taking off his clothes, Jiang Heng did not immediately check his mechanical arm. Instead, she moved a chair next to him, propped her elbow on the edge of the bed, placed one hand on his chest, lowered her head, and looked like she wanted to have a secret conversation with him.

"Is something wrong?"

Lan made a move to get up, as her current posture was too awkward. But before her shoulders could completely leave the bed, Jiang Heng pressed her back down.

"That means the surveillance cameras in this lab can be checked at any time."

Of course it's fake. This is Jiang Heng's private research room. To prevent the leakage of her research, her private research room wouldn't have surveillance cameras installed. He was just teasing this person.

Unfortunately, Lan's understanding of the research institute was limited, and she actually believed Jiang Heng's words for a moment.

"The institute may be conducting illegal research behind the scenes, but I don't have any concrete evidence yet."

Jiang Heng had thought it through. Rather than waiting for Lan to realize it on his own and then stubbornly confront him, it would be better to give him a heads-up and prepare him mentally.

"What research?"

Jiang Heng told him about some of the original plot details and sent him a map of the research institute to his personal computer. This was a detailed map that 886 had scanned last night, and even the ventilation ducts were marked in detail.

Instantly, a heavy killing intent spread outwards from Lan. Jiang Heng clearly felt his subordinate's heart pounding harder, and the mechanical voice was almost beside him. He raised his hand and patted the man's chest, his brow furrowing, and said sternly, "Stop."

For some reason, Lan's emotions subsided, his heartbeat returned to normal, and he glanced guiltily at Jiang Heng before casually looking away. His expression was rather frightening.

“I told you there’s something wrong with the crystal in your heart. In a non-combat situation, if your heart rate goes out of control, the other side will notice very quickly.” Jiang Heng pressed harder on his heart. “Lan, do you trust me? As a partner?”

Lan paused, her eyes flickered slightly, but she finally turned her gaze back to Jiang Heng and nodded very gently.

"886, let's see if we can transfer energy into his body."

With Lan looking shocked, Jiang Heng lowered her head and pressed her forehead against his. Their warm breaths mingled, and before he could react, Jiang Heng suddenly sat up, glared at the person lying down, and finally couldn't hold back, slapping his mechanical arm with a "bang".

"Pah, you lying scumbag! Get out!"

Jiang Heng turned his chair around so that his back was to Lan, and anyone could tell that he was very angry.

Lan sat up and touched the spot where he had been hit. Because of what happened on the aircraft yesterday, he had disconnected the sensor before entering the research lab. Therefore, he didn't know exactly how much force Jiang Heng had used, but judging from the sound, he knew it was definitely not light.

Thinking of the red mark he had left on the man's wrist with a light flick, he pursed his lips. The man's hand was probably in excruciating pain right now.

Thinking about what Jiang Heng had just said, he wondered how she knew he was lying. Indeed, he didn't trust Jiang Heng yet, after all, she was from the research institute, while he was a stranger to her.

He glanced at Jiang Heng's retreating figure, then got up and walked towards the door.

"If you don't trust someone, just say so! Why lie to them? What's the point?"

"Exactly! A complete scumbag!"

Jiang Heng and 886 were cursing in their minds, and when they heard Lan leave, they became even angrier. He pulled the data board on the table, and because he used too much force, he knocked over things on the table. For a moment, the clattering sound covered up Lan's footsteps.

Lan, back in the lab, suddenly felt a little nervous. He sensed Jiang Heng was even angrier. Feeling a bit uneasy, he took a deep breath and stepped forward.

By the time Jiang Heng realized someone was behind her, the miniature treatment device was thrust in front of her—a familiar scene. Jiang Heng looked up at the person beside her, her brows furrowing. This person was probably the spokesperson for the treatment device.

Lan also noticed that his palm was still red and even a little swollen. She frowned, knelt down on one knee next to Jiang Heng's legs, and placed the treatment device on his palm while saying in a muffled voice, "Don't hit my mechanical arm when you're angry in the future."

From Jiang Heng's perspective, she could see his tightly furrowed brows and thick, drooping eyelashes, but even more noticeable were his stiff stubble, which made her feel a little itchy to touch him.

"Where should we shoot?"

Lan glanced at him, then looked down at the treatment device that was still in progress. It seemed that this time it really hurt.

"Except for the robotic arm."

886 felt once again that this person could be saved.