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"No, I don't agree."

Before Shen Siwei could think it over, Kleite made the decision for him first.

Malken probably felt something was wrong, and subconsciously looked at Wei Shen.

"Shouldn't you ask me?" Shen Siwei asked.

"No discussion." Kreit said, "Let's find another way."

At a time like this, Clater didn't look like a child at all, he was simply domineering.

Shen Siwei exhaled helplessly, looked at Malken and asked, "What are the chances of death?"

Malken said: "Half and half."

That is indeed dangerous.

However, compared with freedom, Shen Siwei would rather take this risk.

"I still want to get the chip out," he said to Crait, "I don't want to be controlled by Maureen anymore."

"We can think of other ways." Kreit frowned and said in a deep voice, "50.00% chance of death, do you know how dangerous it is?"

"Even if it's a 90.00% chance of death, I don't want to have such a thing in my head."

Shen Siwei's tone also sank.

He knew that Kleite was worried about him, but this was his own business, why did Kleite make the decision for him?

"It's fine now." Kreit said, "You don't have a locator on your body, he doesn't even know where you are."

"That's because he didn't become suspicious." Shen Siwei frowned, "After he finds something is wrong, he can force me to sleep at any time. Do you want me to sleep by your side forever?"

"I said," Kreit's tone became more and more irritable, "we can think of other ways."

Shen Siwei didn't like this feeling.

How is it different from being in control when you can't make your own decisions?

"Or..." Malken said weakly, "I'll discuss it with the master again?"

"Anyway, as long as there is a risk, no surgery is allowed."

Leaving this sentence behind, Kreiter left the living room without looking back.

Shen Siwei sat on the sofa with a dark face, just wanting to take back his previous thoughts.

Childish men are really not cute at all.

"Hey." Malken sighed, and said to Wei Shen, "Negotiator."

Shen Siwei looked at Malken expressionlessly.

"Boss really can't lose you anymore." Malken said, "He once looked for someone for 20 years, but in the end he found that person was dead. Later, he finally had you by his side, and you were taken away gone."

Shen Siwei pursed his lips, still did not answer, but his face softened a little.

"He has a bad temper and is impatient with many things. I only saw him being gentle with you." Malken clicked his tongue as he spoke, but he didn't know how to describe it, and said, "Anyway, don't look at him He's a irascible old man, but in fact he is deeply affectionate, if he has you in his heart, it will be you."

Shen Siwei's expression softened completely, because he suddenly thought of the guestbook he saw in the ice field.

When Clay wrote that he was not reconciled, he was originally complaining that there were a few civilians who distracted him, but he finally crossed out these contents and did not continue to write. Perhaps in his heart, he was still deeply blaming himself.

"The person he's been looking for for 20 years." For some reason, Shen Siwei responded inexplicably, "Is he the person he likes? Was he still young at that time?"

"Hey, no, no." Malken quickly waved his hand, "That's his idol, he saved him before. Although his ideal type has always been based on his idol, but you have broken this point, it means You are more important than his idol."

It's not necessarily that he is more important.

Shen Siwei thought to himself, maybe it was just because that idol was no longer alive.

Realizing that he was comparing himself with others, Shen Siwei quickly stopped, stood up and said to Malken, "Understood."

Come up from the basement and find Kleter smoking a cigarette outside the barber shop.

Seeing Shen Siwei approaching, he didn't react at all, just glanced at Shen Siwei lightly, and then looked across the alley with fascination.

Shen Siwei took away the cigarette in his hand, threw it on the ground and stamped it out, half-cast his eyes and said, "Take me around."

Kleite's smoking hand was still in the air: "Where are you going?"

Shen Siwei said: "The place where you last saw me five years ago."

Crater exhaled, brushed off the anxiety on his body, and said, "Okay."

It was evening, and the setting sun hung slantingly in the sky.

Lieutenant Shen Si was taken to the roof of a building by Kreiter, and he saw that there was only a small area on the edge of the roof that was not invaded by sand and gravel.

"Do you come here often?" Shen Siwei sat down on the edge of the roof.

This place is so clean, it can only be that Kleite has been here before.

"Occasionally." Kleite squatted beside Shen Siwei, looking at the sunset in the distance and said, "Do you have any impression of this place?"

Shen Siwei shook his head.

The two looked ahead quietly, neither of them knowing what to say.

Shen Siwei could see that Kreiter was also thinking about the operation, and couldn't appreciate the beautiful sunset in front of him.

Things have to be discussed, he simply said: "You asked me if there is anything I want to do if I can get rid of control."

Kleite withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Lieutenant Shen Si.

"Actually..." Shen Siwei paused, and met Kleiter's gaze, "I want to ride the Ferris wheel with you."

The deep eyes suddenly enlarged, Kreit was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly and said: "But I don't want to lose you."

"Yes." Shen Siwei said, "I know."

If you think about it, it's still different.

Here at Kleite, he can’t make his own decisions, not because he is being controlled, but because he cares about Kleite’s feelings.

If it weren't for Malken's words, it might take a long time for Wei Shen to realize that if Kreiter is sad, he will be sad too.

If the operation didn't go well, and Shen Siwei didn't wake up in the end, then Kreit would definitely fall into endless self-blame again, and Shen Siwei didn't want this.

Adolf once asked him if there was anyone important to him.

At that time, Wei Shen always felt that he had forgotten someone, but now he was sure that that person was Kleite.

So yes, he compromised, or rather fell.

He can't be so selfish and do things according to his own mind.

He knew Crait's feelings for him, and he cared about Crait, so he couldn't just think about himself.

Kreit moved his lips: "The operation..."

Shen Siwei said: "There is still a little time, let's take a look."

Having said that, Kleite suddenly stood up, sat down behind Lieutenant Shen Si, and hugged him in his arms.

"Do you still think I'm immature?"

The deep voice came from behind his ears, making Shen Siwei's ears itchy.

He shrank his neck, leaned back into Krete's arms, and asked without answering, "Will it change anything?"

Kleite tucked his chin slightly, looked at the person in his arms: "Huh?"

"Whether you are mature or not," Shen Siwei said, "it will not change. I want to accompany you to ride the Ferris wheel."

Kleite raised the corners of his mouth, smiled softly, and hugged Shen Siwei even tighter.

The chest behind her was warm and firm, and it was very comfortable to lean on.

Lieutenant Shen Si adjusted his sitting posture, rested his head on Kleite's neck, lazily looked at the sunset and said: "The sun is going down soon."

The street lights on both sides of the street have been turned on, and refugees have come out to move around one after another.The noisy chatter of the refugees was heard below, and the two sat on the dim roof, as if they were in a different world from the people below.

"Are you going back?" Claire asked.

Shen Si Wei did not answer, and slowly took off the oxygen mask.He didn't need to clarify, Kreit had already understood what he meant.

The two lips stick together tacitly, and the breath is full of tenderness and lingering.

Lieutenant Shen Si put away the two legs hanging outside the roof, turned sideways and nestled in Kreiter's arms, and hooked his neck with his hands.

But I don't know when it started, the tenderness was eroded by madness a little bit, and the lingering kiss became aggressive.

Lieutenant Shen Si was suddenly out of breath, and wanted to push Kleite away, but his movements made Kleite hug him even tighter.

"Uh...Crait..."

The crazy beast was still going on, Shen Siwei couldn't help being a little annoyed, he suddenly realized that he couldn't kiss Kleite anymore in the future, because the mask had to be removed for kissing, and after taking off the mask, he could only be slaughtered.

Fortunately, at this moment, Clayte's communicator rang.

He was finally willing to let go of Captain Shen Si, and impatiently pressed the power amplifier button: "What's the matter?"

"My master proposed another plan," Malken's voice sounded, "Do not take out the chip, but only block the signal of the chip, do you want to try it?"

The two glanced at each other, and Kreiter asked, "Is it dangerous?"

"As long as there is a craniotomy, there will be certain risks." Malken said, "But this plan is less risky. There is about a [-]% chance that the negotiator may not wake up."

Crater stopped talking, and judging by his expression, he probably didn't want to take the risk.

"I think it's okay." Shen Siwei said, "What do you think?"

In comparison, the risk has been reduced a lot, which is also a compromise.

Ke Leite still did not answer, just when Shen Siwei had given up hope, he suddenly said: "Then do it."

"you sure?"

"You have given in, and now it's time for me to give in."

Although he said so, Kleite hugged Shen Siwei tightly, showing a look of reluctance.

Shen Siwei laughed, stretched out his hand and pinched Kleite's cheek: "You are still very cute."

Kleite hung up the communicator, looked at Shen Siwei's lips: "Then continue?"

Shen Siwei raised his eyebrows, this person still wants to continue?

He pretended to raise his chin, but when Kreit approached, he put on a mask and jumped from the roof: "Go back and prepare for the operation."

The old ghost is too old to perform the operation himself, so this operation is still performed by Malken, but there are dozens of cameras in the studio, so that the old ghost can guide in real time.

"Krete," the old ghost said as soon as the stereoscopic projection appeared, "you have to remember my water consumption for three years."

"We'll wait until the operation is successful," Kreit said.

"Hehe." The old ghost laughed twice, "These military things are all leftovers from my old days."

"Then why can't you take the chip out?"

"When I designed it back then, I never thought about taking it out."

Shen Siwei lay sideways on the operating chair, listening to the conversation between the two, and only then did he realize that the things developed by Dr. Chen were all based on the old ghost's research.

"How do you feel?" Malken slowly injected the anesthetic into Wei Shen's scalp.

"It's okay." Wei Shen said.

The area of ​​the scalp was anesthetized first to prevent Shen Siwei from recovering his skin uncontrollably after general anesthesia, making it impossible to operate.

After a while, Malken pressed the place where the anesthetic had been injected and asked, "Do you feel it?"

"No." Wei Shen Si said.

"OK." Malken took a deep breath, "The next thing is the highlight."

He took the anesthesia mask, put it on Shen Siwei's mouth and nose, and then said to the projected old ghost: "Master, you can watch it for me, it is the first time I have this kind of major operation, if it is successful, I will give it a try in the future." My title of 'Magic Hand' will be changed, I will be called 'Master of Magic', my fee..."

Kreit stood on the periphery and interrupted Malken impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Ahem." Malken held up the scalpel and took another deep breath, "I'm nervous. If I make any mistakes, Boss, don't blame me. The operation itself is very difficult. high."

Kreit frowned, the thought of wanting to beat someone was written all over his face.

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense." Malken said, "Wait until the negotiator passes anesthesia."

Oxygen was replaced by anesthetic gas, and Shen Siwei soon felt his consciousness gradually blurred.

Huge uneasiness welled up in his heart, at this moment, Shen Siwei suddenly became afraid, what if the operation failed?

If he didn't wake up, wouldn't this be the last time he'd see Crater?

Thinking of this, Shen Siwei suppressed his drowsiness and called out in a low voice: "Kreit."

"What's wrong?" Kreiter immediately asked nervously.

"I forgot to tell you something. In fact, my name is not Yiwen..." Shen Siwei moved his lips with difficulty, "My real name... is Shen Siwei..."

After finally saying these three words, Shen Siwei closed his eyes with peace of mind.

He didn't see that after he finished speaking, Kreit rushed over like crazy, grabbed Malcolm by the collar and made him stop the operation.