Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

The "how" uttered from the man's mouth was not asking about the feeling of the latecomer being dragged and bound in the darkness and unable to break free, but the simplest——

On a whim, he dressed himself up as a traitor who wanted to escape, so he asked casually if he looked like it.

Yuan Qianmu glanced at the fake smiling face with no warmth, and staggered away without any response, but paused for a longer time on the stiff corpse soaked in blood.

Joseph Alex is not an "acquaintance" in the human laboratory, but Yuan Qianmu has met him a few times.

This person is in charge of another important secret project within the organization. The research goals of the two projects seem to overlap. He came to ask for information a few years ago, and Yuan Qianmu saw him at that time.

Of course, his identity at the time was an experimental subject who was lying on the operating table and had his intestines cut open, but Joseph Alex was a visitor with a high status. Check the experimental records from a distance, and examine the immediate response of special cases in the experiment.

Now the situation has been reversed. The young man who could only lie still stood firmly in the room, while the high-spirited doctor was eroded by corpse plaques. After a while, not even half a bone would be left.

In this regard, Yuan Qianmu will not have any emotions similar to pleasure. He has no interest in finding pleasure from dead people. The reason why Joseph Alex died here is more important.

The research project behind Dr. Alex is a secret that he is not allowed to touch at present, but his intuition tells him that this secret is very important to him, and even, in the past few years, it has only been conveyed verbally by email and Belmode The man who came to manifest his existence will appear in front of him at this time, which is also related to this secret.

It's just that excessive curiosity needs to be paved with life.

Yuan Qianmu attaches great importance to his own difficult life, and he will never let the man who is watching him catch him.

"How?" The man asked again, seeming to have too much patience with him than others.

Only then did Yuan Qianmu formally start looking at him.

He looked at this "brother" he met for the first time, like an instrument without his own personality, what caught his eyes was sophisticated data, and the conclusions he drew would not be mixed with personal feelings, no one could make a mistake .

The camouflage made by that gentleman is extremely perfect, the appearance features are exactly the same, and even the dead doctor's over-white complexion, which is rarely seen in the sun, is reproduced, which should be from the hands of Belmode.

However, in Yuan Qianmu's heart, this disguise is full of flaws.

The biggest flaw was the pair of eyes looking at him peacefully.

too blue.Also too bright.

These blue and clear eyes lead to more abruptness. The temperament that bears the brunt has nothing in common with the gloomy and mean Dr. Alex himself, as well as his expression and posture, all constitute the game. It's earth-like ease, and it works for any scene, bloody or clean.

He stared at him intently, with anticipation in his expression, as if looking forward to it.

How can the pure and harmless ignorance of the world, and the cruelty and indifference of cruelty gather in one person's eyes at the same time?

For a moment, Yuan Qianmu felt like laughing, although he said calmly, "It's okay."

Regardless of whether this appearance is faked by the man or is his real possession, just the fact that certain adjectives appear on the boss of the black organization is a very funny joke.

Who would be foolish enough to think that the leader of the Black Organization is "pure and harmless"?

However, the other party showed his "true" side indifferently, as if he wanted to prove to himself that he must be "harmless" to him.

"It's okay, that's a good meaning."

The black-haired, blue-eyed man seemed pleased with the evaluation.

He casually threw away the useless mirror. The small palm mirror just fell into the messy pile of debris in the corner. A thing that seemed to be broken bounced a few times on the ground and rolled to the man's feet.

Naturally, the man didn't look down, but instead he looked around. He didn't find a second place where people could sit down, so he simply moved a little to the side, and wiped the tabletop with his sleeve casually. Also tidied up a little bit to make room.

After finishing this little thing that he shouldn't have done himself, the man straightened up and happily waved to the red-haired young man who stopped at the door: "Come and sit, let me take a closer look at you."

Yuan Qianmu really walked towards him.

In the short few seconds before he approached, people who saw the red-haired young man would inevitably think that he was only maintaining his self-esteem on the surface, but in fact he had chosen the most beneficial one under the duress of the alternation of soft and hard. obedience.

But the truth was soon revealed.

On the way, Yuan Qianmu stepped on one of the fragments scattered on the ground. The fragment was hard enough and only made a slight clicking sound under his feet. As if he didn't notice it, he stepped on the fragment and walked in front of the man.

He stopped just half a meter away, even though the man tilted his head slightly, staring at him with a dangerous light in his blue eyes, he didn't move anymore, his indifferent face said that he should obey and respect, just like A proud crane with its neck raised all the time.

The unyielding staring at each other stretches the time infinitely.

Just when Yuan Qianmu thought that the man who had changed color was about to have a fit, this cloudy guy suddenly snorted: "If you don't sit, don't sit, I won't be angry if you look down on me. But speaking of it, you This character is nothing like mine, can't you be a little more lively?"

"..." Yuan Qianmu slightly drooped his eyelids, and there was a bit of yin and yang in his tone, "I'm really sorry, I can't be lively."

At this time, if a man wants to say something like, aren't you very lively when you are with those lovely young people--something like that, Yuan Qianmu will turn his face against him in an instant.

Fortunately, the man probably felt that it was enough to frighten him with the children, and there was no need to go too far, so he thoughtfully skipped this topic.

"Is your new job at the institute going well?"

"good."

"The environment is still suitable? No one should give you trouble."

"No."

"What about diet and rest? Don't forget to keep exercising when you enter the workplace. Compared with the last medical report... Well, Qianmu, you don't seem to have grown taller."

"..."

The man's question became more and more disgusting, quickly climbing to the peak of disgust.

On the same topic, Yuan Qianmu chatting with Belmode is a way to relax while taking a break from a busy schedule, but if the chat partner is changed to another person, it becomes a perfunctory coping without any real feelings.

After all, they are neither familiar with each other, but also have "enemies" that cannot be resolved.

Yuan Qianmu had no intention of discussing the problem of his height stuck at 179cm with the unilaterally hated "parents". What's more, no matter how many questions a man asks, it is a waste of time. The answer he wants does not need to be answered by the person concerned, as long as the time passes and he never lets go monitoring will know.

"You've already met Gin, and talked to him in private, what do you think of him, can you talk to him?"

The man is like every elder brother who likes to chatter when he has nothing to do, he is very concerned about his lonely brother's dating problems: "It's not good for your health to stay in the laboratory all the time, you can withdraw your vacation at any time, take more walks, just Gin He is also the type who is so busy that he forgets to enjoy his private life. You can make an appointment to have fun together, but don’t drink alcohol... If you don’t like him, you can also find your friends, and now you can find a random task, and you can go out and relax ,How about it?"

The man was not surprised to find that when the word "friend" was mentioned, the red-haired young man who was looking directly in front of him changed suddenly.

He knew very well that he could not threaten him with anything, and he still insisted on showing a warning look regardless of whether he said he was overwhelmed.

"Qianmu, don't be a poor kitten." The man said with a smile.

"I just opened my ignorant eyes, my claws are not yet sharp, I staggered and took two steps, I thought that the distance I had traveled, and the two or three butterflies I saw on the way, was a whole world... No, the world is not so small, you You can also go to farther places to catch more beautiful living creatures besides the butterfly that will break its wings and die after the rainy night. How about a silver wolf, beautiful and powerful, and the key is loyal enough, isn’t it pretty good? ?He is the gift I want to give you."

"—Don't rush to refute me, it won't do you any good."

The man overwhelmed the young man's sharpness with just his gaze, which was not allowed by him, so he spoke in a strong tone and did not give any room for turning around.

The harmless and friendly image I saw just now disappeared like a mist in an instant, and the contrast between the front and the back was so huge that it almost made people doubt whether the former had ever existed.

The azure ocean has become a black sea with dark tides. The man is still laughing, and his voice seems to have regained his ease when he spoke again: "Of course the beautiful vision I mentioned just now can be realized, provided that there is plenty of time."

"However, Qianmu."

His voice changed to worry from the bottom of his heart: "How much time do you have?"

"If there is no major breakthrough in the experiment, and you only have five or six years of life left, you are so extravagant that you don't even care about the last time, are you going to risk your life against me for a group of weak people who are far less important than your life?"

"...!"

Yuan Qianmu's face suddenly paled as thin as paper, but contrary to the pain of reality that he didn't want to face the most after being punctured, his red eyes did not diminish, but more shadows appeared on the contrary.

"I, only for myself." He paused every word.

"Very good speech." The man praised, "Compared to friends, life is more important, and freedom is more important than life - young people always have such naive and lovely thoughts, I completely understand."

"It's okay, I can pretend that I don't know, you still have unreasonable expectations for the friends you have only been with for more than half a year. When you grow up a little bit and realize the preciousness of life from the bottom of your heart, you will realize that you still have to live with me." Your own life is more important."

"No matter what, you don't want to die."

"This can also come true, as long as you change the person you want." After the man finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, waiting for the other hand with a lighter complexion to take the initiative to shake him, "As long as you are willing to listen to me .I promise, death will be far away from you."

His words seem to have a magical and bewitching color, and sometimes it only takes a light and sincere look to lure vigilant or ignorant listeners to trust him unconditionally.

Even if it's just the content itself, for Yuan Qianmu, it has a magical power that is extremely difficult to resist.

Yuan Qianmu was almost shaken.

But in the end still not.

He has no trust in this man at all, which is the most important thing.

Secondly, he would never be willing to hand over his life to others. Now that he seems to have accepted the code name and completely returned to the man's control, it does not mean that he has also accepted the fate of being manipulated.

As the man said, he only has a maximum of six years of life left, and if he wants to survive, the strength of the organization is essential.It doesn't matter if you make compromises, he will use all the help he can find until he gets what he wants, and then leave——

However, with only my own efforts, can I really wait until that day?

Or, even if he really overcomes the biggest problem in front of him, can he really leave as easily as he thought?

Yuan Qianmu couldn't give himself an accurate answer.

Maybe it's because, deep in his heart, he has already glimpsed the difficulty that is almost impossible to come true, but in front of the man who despises him, he knows that it is impossible and will never let go.

"It's not good for you to be stubborn." The man sighed softly.

"Okay, you made another more difficult choice." Being rejected again, he calmly withdrew his hand, put his hands on the table lightly, and stood up, "All I can do is respect, um, respect Your choice, and then, when you regret it..."

"Don't worry too much, I won't have a day of regret, and I won't give you a chance to read a joke."

"It's always good to leave some leeway, or you just hate me so much, thinking that I will never reach out when you fall, and will just sit on the sidelines until the end, and then step you deeper."

"Can't you?" Yuan Qianmu asked back.

"Well, good question, will I? Even if I say no, you won't believe me." The man smiled.

I can't tell when I'm sitting lazily, I just feel that the two people who are very different in appearance are almost the same in stature, but when the man stands on the ground with both feet steadily, and the red-haired youth is no more than half a fist away, the sharp difference suddenly emerges up.

He is much taller than the red-haired young man, also wearing a white coat. The red-haired young man was stretched thin by the falling hem, and his complexion seemed to be smeared gray at the intersection of light and shadow, while he stretched out the too fat and thin coat, Casual actions reveal a chicness with ease, which is also a unique aura that Dr. Alex, who stays in the laboratory all day, cannot possess.

The first time Yuan Qianmu faced him, he wanted to frown. The feeling that he was being suppressed was stronger than ever. He even realized that he had no power to resist in front of a man.

This conclusion was naturally difficult for Yuan Qianmu to accept, because he couldn't restrain his anger.

However, the next moment, his pupils shrank involuntarily.

The man tore off the disguise on his face.

The red hair of the same color as him is slightly curly, the young and handsome eyebrows are like reflections in a mirror, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, the thin and faint lip line... every detail is exactly the same.

Except for those blue eyes that are so charming.

"I" is watching the shocked and stunned self with a smile.

"I remember that the second course you taught yourself was psychology, and you learned it very well."

He gently raised his hand, and put it on the shoulder of the red-haired young man as if encouraging.

The hand didn't feel the trembling of the bones and muscles, but there was an inevitable stiff touch, and the man patted him on the shoulder with appropriate force.

His upper body leaned forward slightly, and when the chests of the two were about to collide, he stopped, his voice was as soft as the wind whispering: "You don't believe me, choose to believe in yourself, then do you believe in your own judgment? Am I sincere? Did it deceive you, did you treat you as an indifferent chess piece like you hate me... You can see it, why, deliberately turn a blind eye?"

"........."

At this moment, Yuan Qianmu's intuition had already told him in advance that he would never be able to get rid of this person.

Because the fact that he subconsciously avoided was revealed ruthlessly by the man.

Although the contradiction was unbelievable, even though it was too absurd to explain, he did find that there was an unbroken chain firmly connected between him and this man.

There is no need for the man to lie to him, and what he said was sincere - but he drove him to a desperate situation with the most gentle eyes, which is an unchangeable reality.

This twisted chain bound him.

"What... are you trying to use me for?" Yuan Qianmu heard his dry voice.

"I want you to live well."

The man said briskly.

He raised his other hand on his own initiative, squeezed the stubborn Bai Yang's shoulders that could touch the bones directly, frowned for a moment with dissatisfaction, and pulled his blood-linked younger brother into his arms.

The advantage of poor physique came in handy at this time, and the man easily covered the red-haired youth.

At first, she just hugged him shallowly, covered his thin back with her palm, and patted him lightly once and for all.

"You couldn't survive, so I am very happy to see you tenaciously persevering until now, standing in front of me alive." The man whispered in the young man's ear.

"You are a miracle... Miracle, I like this word very much. Although we have never met before, I have been watching you before you knew it."

"...Your way of expressing your concern is really unique." Yuan Qianmu finally couldn't bear it anymore, "I'm so touched by a bunch of nonsense, is it disgusting?"

The man didn't take it seriously: "It's indeed a bit unique, but it can't be changed. Just get used to it in the future."

Yuan Qianmu selectively ignored all the nonsense, and resisted the discomfort as if his heart was crushed and bleeding.

The man's hand passed through his back, putting the chain on the mass of flesh and blood in his chest, and that hand even pressed the protrusion on his back. The outline of the shoulder blades was like a butterfly wing about to fly. , is to press here unchanged until the pair of fragile wings are broken.

"You don't need a little more pressure to fly than a bird that just drowns in warm water, do you?"

"If you are born with smooth sailing, who would like to torture yourself?"

"I think you like it very much. There is no way, the pressure you want can only be given to you."

"..."

Yuan Qianmu needs to have extremely high personal cultivation and the calmness of refusing to ask for trouble in order to hold back the words.

"I care about you as much as you hate me. No, my love for you is far more than your hatred for me. It's just that you can't understand it yet."

The man finished speaking on his own, and released the red-haired youth who was on the verge of eruption in time.

Yuan Qianmu took a half step back in disgust, and said in a cold tone, "What do you want me to do, just say it."

- Click.

There was a crisp sound under his feet that was easy to ignore, and Yuan Qianmu realized that he had stepped on scattered pieces again, and finally looked down.

Scattered on the ground were several pieces of blue minerals of different sizes, and some of the more fragmented fragments rolled into invisible crevices, or under the bloody shadow of the corpse, and the ones that could be seen were at least the size of a fingernail. .

It is conceivable that not long ago, they could be pieced together into a complete sapphire.

Absolutely beautiful and worth a fortune.

Yuan Qianmu was inexplicably stunned for a moment, and suddenly stared at the man's eyes again in disbelief.

As he wished, the man reached out to his eyes, and under Yuan Qianmu's slightly astonished gaze, he took off two lenses that were as thin as cicada's wings.

The pupils that were really revealed were as scarlet as blood, and seemed to be the liquid of red wine that had hidden countless secrets over the years.

"Take them, let's go out with your friends, and help me do an experiment by the way."

"They" refers to those pieces that are scattered randomly like garbage.

As for "friend", Yuan Qianmu's own name emerged in his heart.

The man put the lens, which seemed to be still warm, into the palm of his hand, and helped him tighten his fingers bit by bit.

"How long you can go from Tokyo to Nagano is up to you, as long as you can reach your final destination safely."

"As long as it takes."

"Yes, as long as you want." The man smiled slightly, "Go, Belmode is waiting for you outside."

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