Chapter 9: Who is more like a killer? Hmm...
This woman is crazy.
This thought kept circling in his mind until he was settled into the room and lying on the soft bed.
After saying that explosive remark, Lin Xi himself was not affected at all. He even enthusiastically set goals, analyzed the entire structure of Baijiu Pharmaceutical Company, arranged the shareholders in order, and told Gin which one should die first and which one should be left for later.
By the end, Gin was numb.
Who's more of a killer, eh?
Lin Xi seemed to realize that he was a little too proud to say this to the child, so he rang the bell to call the housekeeper to take him to rest.
Lying in bed, moments before falling asleep, Gin had a confusing thought.
...Had he inadvertently agreed to something truly extraordinary? It was like signing an indenture to sell himself for an unlimited period...
This woman is really cunning.
He slept exceptionally well. He had never slept in such a dry, soft, and comfortable bed, where everything felt like a cloud. He even abandoned the vigilance he had developed in the slums and betrayed his own strict biological clock. On the first day Lin Xi brought him back, he slept soundly.
When he opened his eyes hazily, it was almost noon the next day.
Gin: “…”
incredible.
He felt like a fool for sleeping in in an unfamiliar environment. If he had such good sleep quality in the slums, the money in his pocket would definitely not last until the next day.
Why didn't Lin Xi call him? !
He hurriedly got dressed. Lin Xi's room was right next door. Maybe she'd slept in late like him, so she wouldn't be able to laugh at him for that.
He pushed open the door of Lin Xi's room.
Empty.
Gin: “…”
The housekeeper appeared behind him and said politely: "Master, are you awake? Miss Lin went out early this morning."
He stood there for a while, unable to tell whether the emotion welling up in his chest was embarrassment or loss.
Yesterday, this person brought him back... and treated him so well that he arranged his own room for him (right next to hers!), and even shared with him who he wanted to kill! (How could such a thing be said casually?)
But today, she ignored him and just left...
"Master? Miss Lin told you to give her the class schedule she arranged for you when you wake up. Do you want to see it now? Or should I give it to you after you wash up and have breakfast?"
After a long silence, Gin snorted from his nose.
"Look now." He said rather viciously.
What she left behind must be very important. How could she wait until dinner time to read it?!
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At the same time, Baijiu Company.
Lin Xi looked at Uramaru Renye boredly.
The day after she brought Gin back home, she met the head of the Karasuma family.
Her bold statement about disbanding the Silver Bullet project team quickly reached the old man's ears, prompting him to ask a kind but oppressive question.
"You took the child away from the institute?"
Lin Xi smiled.
"Yes, sir. I wonder if you've been following the latest research in the United States? The effects of drugs vary considerably in different environments. I need to create an environment completely different from that of the laboratory to observe the effects of the drug on him."
As she answered, she stared at the reflection on the glass window behind the old man out of the corner of her eye, happily imagining the scene of the big head being shot through and blood splattering on the curtains.
Uramaru Renye agreed with this.
"Haha, then just do it. I've always believed in your abilities, Lin Xi. Don't worry, I've blocked all the doubts raised by other shareholders. You just need to focus on your research."
"Of course, that's my job."
Poisoning seems cleaner.
From an aesthetic point of view, the grayish-grey complexion and wrinkled old skin seem to match better.
Karasuma Renya nodded with satisfaction. Lin Xi's eyes followed his head—or more precisely, all his weak spots exposed to the air.
"Very good. However, it's still too dangerous to leave the experimental subject at home without protection. How about this, I'll let my youngest son stay with you. Having a man to help you, if the experimental subject suddenly attacks, he can also provide some help."
"He's also a medical major. Although he's still young and his expertise is very limited, when people with the same profession communicate with each other, their ideas collide and sparks are generated. Maochun, come here!"
"Ms. Lin, you have to give him more advice."
Lin Xi then slowly turned his gaze to the young man beside the old man.
Her mind drifted away from imagining various scenes of Karasuma Renya's death and began to think about what he had said.
First, the old man wanted to place spies around her.
second……
"It's not really advice. Your son is both virtuous and academically excellent, and he will definitely have a bright future. I guess when the time comes, I'll be the one to learn from him."
Second, the old man wanted to be her legal father.
When thoughts collide, sparks are created. What kind of sparks are these?
While Lin Xi felt more murderous intent towards Karasuma Renya in his heart, he gave his son an appreciative smile.
He was a good-looking guy, to her taste. His hair was soft, his face was youthful, his figure looked decent, and his purple eyes were gentle and kind. He looked completely different from his father.
If she remembered correctly, Karasuma Renya was already over a hundred years old.
Baijiu Pharmaceutical has really developed a lot of good things, allowing this old man to give birth to such a young son at his age.
"You are too kind, Miss Lin." The young man blushed, and the blush appeared on his slightly pale face, making him look particularly immature.
"Haha, what compliments are there? I'm speaking from the heart." Lin Xi extended his hand generously, "Please give me your guidance, young master."
What's this guy's name?
Oh, Moharu, Karasuma Moharu.
...Why are there such thick calluses on his palms and knuckles?
Only people who have practiced shooting for a long time will have calluses on their hands.
No, not necessarily.
Certain noble sports can also leave calluses in this area.
"To be honest, I'm becoming increasingly interested in you, young master. A closer look reveals his impressive appearance. Having such a handsome man doing research with me is like having a power pump ready to go! Just thinking about it gives me a lot of energy!"
She smiled and said, "If the young master has no other plans next, why not leave your time to me and have lunch with me first?"
"Ah. I, I will follow Miss Lin's arrangements."
Looking at the "sweet" interaction between the two, Karasuma Renye was very pleased.
As expected of someone who received education abroad, he is proactive.
"Maochun, go ahead!" He laughed. "So many people have wanted to have lunch with Miss Lin but never had the chance. Today, you've snatched up a bargain!"
He didn't expect Lin Xi to like his son so much.
I thought that after knowing that he was stuffing people in, this genius would be more or less resistant.
His son could actually play such a role... Karasuma Renya was very satisfied.
However, that child often goes in and out of places like that. If Lin Xi hears the rumors... hehe, it doesn't matter.
As long as there is progress in research.
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Excessively long bangs.
Slightly hunched back.
A shrinking look.
Purple eyes.
The young master of the family.
Lin Xi was very interested in this.
To be exact, she was very interested in why Karasuma Shigeharu had to disguise himself like this.
When she approached, his hunched waist instantly straightened, his eyes focused on her, his body weight shifted back and his head tilted back slightly to reduce the exposure of his throat and other weak points... This was a subconscious preparatory action for counterattack after being threatened.
Subconscious reactions can't deceive people. This person is not as young and ignorant as he appears.
"Young Master, have you just returned from studying abroad?"
“No, actually I graduated last year…”
"Oh? So the young master works in a company now?"
"……Um."
The young man was very shy. Lin Xi's overly enthusiastic attitude seemed to make him feel a little overwhelmed: "Ms. Lin..."
"Um?"
"Actually, there's something I think you should know."
"Oh, what is it?"
The young man pursed his lips.
"Actually, I'm a bastard."
As soon as these words came out, the air was quiet for a moment.
Karasuma Moharu didn't miss the fleeting look of surprise on Lin Xi's face. He clenched his fists, his mouth twitching unconsciously. "Miss Lin just arrived in Kyoto, so it's normal that she doesn't know about this. In fact, everyone knows about this. I, I... I feel that since Miss Lin and I will be together for a long time to come, it's better to be honest about some things from the beginning."
After he finished his stuttering words, he became quiet again.
The young master of the Karasuma family is an illegitimate child.
Lin Xi knew that the Karasuma family had two young masters: the eldest, Karasuma Shoji, and the second, Karasuma Shigeharu. But she didn't know that Shigeharu was an illegitimate child.
Illegitimate children are considered shameful in any era, and this was especially true in large Japanese families in the 1970s.
Wuhuan Maochun said these words to her to remind her. After all, if Lin Xi showed her affection because of his identity as the Wuhuan Young Master, he would probably feel disillusioned and embarrassed after knowing that he was an illegitimate child.
Lin Xi smiled and said, "No wonder your eyes are so beautiful. I guess your mother has beautiful eyes too, right?"
Karasuma Shigeharu was stunned.
"...Yes. Mother... has beautiful eyes."
He lowered his head.
Lin Xi patted his shoulder, her attitude towards him not changing: "Let's go, you promised to have dinner with me."
"Young Master, I have no right to comment on your family situation, but my opinion of you won't change because of your status. You are handsome, have a promising future... and are an interesting person."
Lin Xi doesn't care about the grievances within the big family.
However, Karasuma Shigeharu seems to be a point that can be exploited.
Besides, he's interesting enough in his own right.
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The so-called timetable is the study schedule that Lin Xi arranged for Gin.
She hired a tutor to teach him various general education courses, as well as fighting and shooting, and Lin Xi taught him these two courses personally.
Lin Xi believes that even if a child is poor in anything, he or she must not be poor in education.
The class schedule is very tight, but classes don't start until tomorrow. Today Gin has a day to rest and sort out his thoughts.
...However, for Gin, there was nothing to sort out his feelings.
At this moment, he was standing in Lin Xi's room and took out a gun from her drawer.
In the ghetto, an unlocked door is an invitation.
And this guy didn't even lock the drawer where he kept his gun...
Gin laughed darkly.
Let him teach her a lesson.
He was just about to put the gun in his pocket and leave when he saw a note next to the gun.
Considerately considering that Gin's Japanese might not be very good, the note was written in English:
"The training room is in the basement. It's a makeshift structure with poor sound insulation, so don't overdo it."
PS. Be careful of accidental discharge.
Gin: “…”
He angrily put the gun and the note into his arms.
Damn Lin Xi!
Playing tricks on him again!
Instead of going to the basement, he hid the gun in the bookshelf in his room.
According to the course schedule, he picked out the books he might need and put them on a separate shelf. He then took out a book and read it patiently for a while.
The ticking of the clock in the room made him inexplicably irritated.
So he threw down his book, found the housekeeper, and asked, "When will she come back?"
"Ms. Lin didn't mention when she would be back before she left..."
Useless housekeeper.
Gin began to regret agreeing to Lin Xi so easily last night.
Since you brought him home, why leave him alone?
Just as he was thinking this, there was a noise in the yard.
"Ah, Miss Lin is back with guests."
The butler said, turning to Gin with a kind smile: "Master, would you like to go and greet her? I believe Miss Lin will be very happy."
Happy? He wasn't sure.
Look how happily she is smiling next to that man.
Gin sneered.
To welcome him, of course he would.
He wanted to see if she could still smile when he stood at the door.
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