“God is not here, but God is everywhere, isn’t He?”

Frank smiled mysteriously and didn't take Wen Mo's sharp tone to heart.

As for the accusations against his nephew William, he simply chose to ignore them.

Beneath the elegant and humble appearance lies an arrogant and confident soul.

Frank, who always goes his own way, raised his hand and invited:

"You can come closer."

William, who couldn't bear it, hesitated and didn't dare to step forward.

Wen Mo took that step decisively and came to the position where he could see the experimental table closest to him.

But there was still a glass curtain wall between her and the laboratory table.

The glass looks crystal clear and almost clean, but its actual strength has reached bulletproof level, and no one can break through this layer of protection.

——Frank, who seems to be open and generous, actually has this layer of defense that has never been opened.

Wen Mo curled his lips.

Then, through the glass, she met the pair of eyes as clear as black glass.

Wen Mo was stunned, and a strange feeling that he couldn't describe surged in his heart.

The little cub seemed surprised when he saw her, and opened his eyes slightly in astonishment.

Wen Mo: "You..."

Frank misunderstood Wen Mo's behavior and raised his eyebrows proudly:

"How is it? Do you smell the herbal fragrance on her body? Mm, it's really refreshing, making me feel like I'm in the forest. It's amazing..."

Wen Mo thought, there is indeed a nice fragrance, but it is far-fetched. It is too stupid to use the fragrance as one of the reasons why the little girl is a transformed ginseng spirit.

But Wen Mo didn't expect that even if she complained, there would naturally be someone who would come out to agree with Frank.

A researcher in a white coat walked out from behind the glass curtain wall:

"That's not all, Mr. Brown. The blood test results you requested are out. This ginseng's blood contains many trace elements unknown to humans. As long as we figure this out... we'll definitely have a place in the next Nobel Prize!"

"Really? Show me the report!"

Frank simply took off his suit jacket and seamlessly switched into the role of researcher.

He forgot that Wen Mo was standing next to him and William was walking slowly behind him. He was completely immersed in the test results.

Frank became more and more excited as he read the thick stack of report documents.

It seemed as if he had already seen the golden and glorious future beckoning to him!

but.

Frank was still sane and caught a glimpse of Wen Mo's quiet eyes out of the corner of his eye.

Pop.

He closed the file and reported:

"I'm sorry, this is confidential information from the institute and cannot be disclosed to outsiders for the time being. Of course, if Miss Wen Mo is willing to join our institute, these rules will become exceptions."

Wen Mo just smiled and didn't respond.

Frank wasn't surprised.

"Then I have to work for a while. You can visit and my assistant will escort you out later."

As he spoke, the ghostly assistant following behind Frank took a step forward.

William, who had just approached, was startled and almost forgot his frustration:

"When were you here?"

"I've always been here, Mr. Brown."

The assistant smiled like an emotionless robot.

Once Frank entered the glass curtain wall, the assistant became a camera to monitor Wen Mo and William.

Although Wen Mo could see the little cub on the experimental table at this time, after Frank went in, he pressed something and the sound inside the glass curtain wall disappeared.

So they could only see Frank and a group of researchers in white clothes with their backs to each other, all of them looking excited, but they had no idea what they were discussing.

In Wen Mo's eyes, this group of people were like fanatical believers, pursuing something that did not exist at all and was illusory.

Ridiculous, outrageous, stupid, and cruel.

Wen Mo, a staunch materialist, once thought he was observing a large-scale psychiatric conference.

But looking at the expressions of these people, each one more serious than the other, maybe they think she is the one with the psychopath.

She stared at it for a while, then quickly lost interest.

Turn your attention back to the little cub.

When she looked away, she realized that the little cub had been looking at her, and she didn't know how long.

"Are you scared?"

Wen Mo opened his lips silently.

The little cub was obviously so aggrieved that his mouth was pouting, but he pretended to be indifferent and shook his head towards Wen Mo.

"Oh my god, she's so pitiful."

William covered his mouth, tears welling up in his eyes.

Wen Mo looked at him, then looked at the assistant who was following him like a shadow.

"Let's go."

Wen Mo suddenly spoke.

William was unable to react for a moment:

"Leaving now? Not waiting any longer?"

He tried his best to wink at Wen Mo, but Wen Mo acted as if he didn't see anything, turned around and left without any hesitation.

William was a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, he felt a little understanding.

Finally, he followed Wen Mo dejectedly and walked out of the laboratory.

The moment the metal sealed door closed, Frank inside the glass curtain wall seemed to sense something and looked back.

Then he looked away as if nothing had happened and continued with what he was supposed to do.

After leaving the house, Frank's assistant followed him.

William was in a bad mood and tried to be polite:

"Thank you, please go back."

The assistant still had a meticulous smile:

"I'll take you two out."

The irritation reached its peak at this moment, and William scolded dissatisfiedly:

"I said no! I told you to go back on your own! Am I a prisoner? I'm being held in custody in the Brown family's laboratory!"

The assistant remained unmoved; even the curve of his smile didn't change.

William knew that his argument was not going to work and had to give up.

Side by side with Wen Mo, he strode out of the research institute.

The car drove out of the underground garage, William found a place to park and turned off the engine.

He pursed his lips again and again:

"Even if you give up now, I can understand. This isn't that easy..."

"Who said I should give up?"

Wen Mo interrupted with amusement.

William squeaked and opened his eyes wide:

"Isn't it? I saw you were in such a hurry to come out just now, I thought you felt... well... this matter was too troublesome."

Wen Mo leaned back in his chair, crossed his fingers, and narrowed his eyes slightly:

"It's troublesome, but I always like challenging things."

William jumped for joy.

With Wen Mo as his teammate, he felt a million times more at ease.

"Ah, wait, did we go there at an unlucky time today? Now that uncle has discovered us, what's the idiom for that... Oh! Alerting the snake!"

"You've learned well. But alerting the enemy depends on how you use it."

After hearing Mo's words, William was confused.

Wen Mo was too lazy to beat around the bush and simply got straight to the point:

"Your Uncle Frank is an overly arrogant and overly suspicious man, isn't he?"

William showed an embarrassed expression.

Wen Mo didn't care and continued:

"He will definitely think of the security card. Given his personality, what will he do next?"

William's eyes lit up!