"... that day."

"Arrive on the 21st."

"He said he will arrive on the 21st."

"Did you hear that, Eugene?"

"It's almost daylight. Wake up, Eugene."

Someone was shaking him, and then repeating the same sentence in his ear.Eugene opened his eyes from the haze, and the first thing he saw was a familiar gray-blue.

He was lying in Xiao's arms, the biochemical man's soft long hair fell on his temples, and the arms around him had just the right strength, sending him a coveted temperature.

He had never been hugged by Xiao like this before, but this gesture was strangely familiar.

Eugene felt that he had slept for a long time, but his fatigue still couldn't be relieved, and his mind was extremely heavy.With the low sunlight coming in from the window, it looked like an ordinary morning, and the portrait promised to convey the information he wanted to know.

However, he quickly discovered something was wrong around him.

Although it was a similar room, the bouquet of lilies in the corner of the ward disappeared, and the scenery outside the window also quietly changed.There was some extremely faint bloody smell at the end of the nose, and Eugene looked where the smell came from, and found some congealed blood on the tip of Xiao's hair.

As if feeling the sight of others, Eugene turned his head to the right and saw a group of people dressed as sheriffs at the open door of the ward.

"Mr. Palmer, we need to speak to you."

……

In front of the gorgeous full-length mirror, Joshua silently buttoned the top button of the bodyguard uniform.

Although it was early morning, everyone in the Rothschild mansion had already woken up.Joshua took his gloves from the maid and was about to go to the restaurant on the ground floor to have breakfast.Several servants noticed the rarely seen dignified look on the master's face, but were careful not to ask further questions.

At the dining table, apart from Joshua, the eldest brother Jonathan also rarely appeared.The two finished the meal in a state of complete silence, until Joshua opened his mouth extremely abruptly.

"...do biochemicals have the ability to repair themselves?"

This problem arises for no reason.Jonathan frowned, and wiped his mouth with a napkin: "All cyborgs are equipped with a self-correction mechanism to a certain extent. After all, it is a product that is sold as simulation, and it cannot be forced to restart by external force."

"That's not what I meant." Joshua's expression became more serious. "In theory, can biochemicals automatically repair hardware damage? For example, a short circuit caused by an electric shock."

"How is it possible?" Jonathan showed a mocking smile, "Let's not talk about biochemical people, anyone can..."

After the stiff silence, Jonathan turned his head and stared at Joshua's face firmly: "What did Palmer's cyborg do?"

Joshua subconsciously wanted to deny it, but after seeing his brother's expression clearly, he turned his words into a question.

"I've always wondered, why do you care so much about Xiao?"

An eerie silence filled the overly spacious dining room of the Rothschild mansion.

……

At the same time, Green Star, Leeds Delta.

A middle-aged man was wearing a dressing gown and sitting in front of the window, kneeling in front of him was a young man with his head bowed.

"Failed? Send out two people, and they both failed?"

The young man on the ground nodded, but failed to say a word.

"Where are people? Bring them to me."

"I'm sorry, sir... the man is dead."

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment. "Palmer moved his hand?"

"No, Eugene Palmer is still seriously injured. It is said that someone else interfered." A drop of sweat fell on the ground, falling from the young man's lowered forehead. "...It seems that there is a lot of trouble at the scene, and it may be reported in the newspapers soon."

There was another moment of silence, and the man said, "If those two people are dead, let them die." He slowly stood up and looked out the window: "Although there will be no evidence pointing here, as long as the police are not fools, they should They will also send people to investigate. In the past few days, let the people below be quiet and don't make any noise."

"Then the next gladiatorial fight..."

The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the young man under his feet: "If Benoa loses, he will die."

"If Palmer doesn't do it, you come."

……

The pain in the back of Eugene's head was worse than yesterday, and the pain in the wound seemed to be intensified, and cold sweat even covered his back densely.

The doctor told him that this was the result of being injected with an overdose of sedatives.

He still couldn't believe what he had just heard from the sheriff.These people looked at him suspiciously, as if they were the ones who needed to explain, not themselves.

It was true, however, that Eugene had no memory of last night.He needs to reiterate this point repeatedly with people until the other party gives up unwillingly.

In the ward, Xiao was still sitting by the bed, maintaining the posture that Eugene had when he was called out for questioning.Eugene looked at the biochemical man's left hand, where there were still traces of being pierced.The false blood had coagulated, and the exposed tissue did not fully replicate the appearance of human muscle.The outline of the metal skeleton flashed past, and it was Xiao who tore off his sleeve and covered the wound.

"Sorry, it's ugly."

The cyborg smiled at him, with his usual gentle expression, while reaching out to help Eugene up from the automatic wheelchair.

Eugene sat down on the edge of the bed, a sense of disobedience was still lingering, which made him frown and opened his mouth.

"last night……"

"...I don't remember anything." Xiao interrupted him in a low voice.

Eugene didn't ask any more questions.After a moment of silence, he looked at Xiao's left hand hidden under his sleeve: "Will it hurt?"

"Eugene, I'm not human." Xiao's voice was patient and gentle, "You don't need to worry about me the way you worry about humans."

He cleverly avoided the question, and then slightly spread his arms towards Eugene.It was an unmistakable gesture that invited Eugene back into his arms.

Bewitched by those gray-blue eyes, coupled with some unspoken guilt, Eugene slowly lay back on the bed, returning to the previous position of being held by Xiao's arms.

He looked at the too-perfect face of the cyborg from a bottom-up perspective.

"Thank you."

Xiao's expression was startled, and then he showed a moving smile: "I'm very glad to be able to protect you."

That smile was so innocent that Eugene even faintly felt unbearable.He closed his eyes, feeling extremely tired.

However, it was probably the result of the abuse of sedatives before, and after the effects of the drugs wore off, the pain became even more unbearable.Obviously wanting to fall asleep quickly, the desire to get another shot was burning more and more, causing Eugene to subconsciously turn his body in Xiao's arms.

"not comfortable?"

Xiao Weiliang put his hand on his forehead.

"Isn't this your favorite pose?"

As if someone had slashed his back with cold fingers, Eugene opened his eyes in an instant and looked at Xiao: "What did you say?"

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