Chapter 51 Chao Yang is trapped in the deep negative area
Jiang Chaoyang sat up and subconsciously touched his neck. The collar was gone. He looked around and asked, "Is this a hotel?"
Jun Shilin stretched out a finger and shook it, "No, this is the negative layer of the SA organization."
Jiang Chaoyang immediately lay back down. Jun Shilin looked at his drooping face. He stretched out his finger and gently poked Jiang Chaoyang's cheek: "Hey - why are you unhappy?"
Jiang Chaoyang ignored him.
"Isn't this place much more comfortable than Miao Xiuyu's cold laboratory?" Jun Shilin curled his lips and smiled, but his lowered eyes were deep and dark. He lowered his voice and asked:
"Or... do you prefer staying in that control room with Xie Song?"
Jiang Chaoyang's hair stood on end, and he slapped his hand away, "You're so noisy, can you shut up?"
Jun Shilin was not angry when his hand was slapped away. Instead, he lay back down and asked, "Guess who brought you here?"
Jiang Chaoyang turned over and covered his head.
Jun Shilin stood up again, grabbed the quilt on his head and pulled it off, "Guess what? There's a reward if you guess right."
Jiang Chaoyang was speechless: "You?"
Jun Shilin paused, the mole under the corner of his raised lip looking particularly vivid and eye-catching. "I don't want to. It's tiring to hug someone, and you don't look light at all."
Just then, the bedroom door handle turned.
Jun Shilin didn't even look at who it was, and pointed his finger over: "This is him, Si Gongce, the kindest man in our SA agency. He was the one who brought you back from Xie Song."
Jiang Chaoyang looked at Si Gongce at the door and was speechless for a moment.
"He still brought you back in a princess carry." Jun Shilin said.
Si Gongce ignored Jun Shilin's teasing. He walked into the room and got straight to the point:
"From today on, you will live here temporarily."
Jiang Chaoyang sat up suddenly: "Live here? Why?"
"Given that your pheromones cannot be extracted, and according to the preliminary test results in the control room, you seem to have lost the ability to release pheromones on your own."
He paused, then said, "Conventional monitoring and research methods have no effect on you, and the data transmission from the collar cannot capture effective pheromones."
Jun Shilin added with a laugh, his tone exaggerated: "So you have been upgraded from an experimental subject to a fixed observation object. Congratulations."
Jiang Chaoyang: I congratulate you #@￥*%.
Si Gongce explained the situation to him.
This is the negative layer, where the environment is relatively stable and there are few interference factors. Continuous behavioral observation and recording will be carried out, such as daily behavior, emotional fluctuations and physiological indicators.
Jiang Chaoyang finally understood what was going on. He had gone from being a little white mouse to a little white mouse that was kept in captivity and observed from all angles 24 hours a day.
It's just that the cage has become a luxury suite.
Si Gongce: "The basement is our rest area, but we don't come here often, so feel free to do as you please."
Jiang Chaoyang took a deep breath and tried to make a final struggle: "What if I say no?"
Before Si Gongce could say anything, Jun Shilin came over and rested his chin on Jiang Chaoyang's shoulder. "Okay, then I'll have to send you back to the control room? Or maybe Xie Song is really pissed off with you now, so why not ask him to come and keep you company?"
"...How long do we need to observe?"
Si Gongce: "Until we find the cause, or until you can release pheromones again."
Jun Shilin put his arms around Jiang Chaoyang's neck, but was pushed away by Jiang Chaoyang in disgust the next second. Jun Shilin said, "If you don't understand anything, just ask me."
Jiang Chaoyang: "..."
He felt like things were moving in a strange direction.
Jiang Chaoyang wanted to lie back down, but Jun Shilin pulled him up and said he would take him out for dinner. Jiang Chaoyang simply went along with it and followed him out of the bedroom.
As Jiang Chaoyang walked out, his eyes widened.
How can this be the negative layer of some organization?
This is clearly a palace buried underground.
It is not an exaggeration to call it a castle. The light strips simulate natural light, which is evenly distributed without any dead corners, without any sense of oppression of the underground space.
There was a light fragrance in the air, and the temperature and humidity were just right.
"Not bad, right?" Jun Shilin observed Jiang Chaoyang's shocked expression. "There's everything here, like a gym, a cinema, a bar, and a study."
Jiang Chaoyang looked around and suddenly he discovered a problem.
There are no windows here.
No matter how gorgeously decorated it is, it is essentially still a carefully crafted cage.
Jiang Chaoyang glanced at him and asked, "Are there any hot springs there?"
Jun Shilin nodded.
Jiang Chaoyang: Awesome.
Jun Shilin: "But there is only one person who knows how to take a hot spring bath. I suggest you don't go, or he will kick you out."
Jiang Chaoyang paused: "Isn't it for public use?"
"He built all the facilities on the underground floor, so he has the most power."
"who?"
"You probably haven't seen the one with long hair yet."
Jun Shilin didn't tell him too much. He turned a corner and took Jiang Chaoyang to the restaurant. The entire wall was made of ink-colored marble with dark gold lines.
Jiang Chaoyang had just sat down on the chair when he heard light footsteps behind him. Two people put down their plates one after another, bowed slightly, and then turned and retreated to the corner.
"I thought you were the only ones here, but I didn't expect there were others?" Jiang Chaoyang tapped the edge of the plate with his fingers and glanced at the two people in the corner.
Jun Shilin said indifferently, "They are all selected. They have no access to core information. Their daily responsibilities are only cleaning and preparing meals."
Jiang Chaoyang didn't say anything more. He picked up the teacup and sniffed it, a little surprised: "It smells quite good. What kind of tea is this?"
"Sleeping tea."
Jiang Chaoyang spat it out before he could swallow it.
Jun Shilin, who was sprayed in the face: "..."
"Fuck, cough cough...What kind of tea is that?!" Jiang Chaoyang pounded his chest and coughed.
Jun Shilin's face was stiff, but the corners of his mouth still maintained an upward arc, but that smile looked dangerous no matter how you looked at it.
Jiang Chaoyang took out a few tissues and smeared them on his face: "Why did you ask me to drink this?"
Jun Shilin didn't answer immediately. He closed his eyes slightly and let Jiang Chaoyang wipe him carelessly. He said vaguely, "Be gentle. You're about to poke my eyes."
Just when Jiang Chaoyang was wondering whether he was going to pull his waist, Jun Shilin raised his hand and grabbed his wrist.
The dangerous stiffness on the other person's face had disappeared. Jun Shilin grabbed his wrist and shook it gently as if to act coquettishly:
"I was just joking with you, do you take it seriously?"
Jiang Chaoyang gave him a slap on the face and said, "This joke is not funny at all. Try to do it again?"
Jun Shilin was stunned by the knock.
He covered his head and stared blankly at Jiang Chaoyang who sat back in his chair angrily, "Huh - I thought you would hit me in the face like Xie Song did."
Jiang Chaoyang rolled his eyes at him, "Are you looking forward to me beating you up? That's fine, wait for next time."
Jun Shilin's eyelashes trembled. He supported his head with his hands, and a suppressed laugh slipped out from between his clenched teeth, with a slightly trembling voice.
He raised his head again and returned to his original appearance. He scooped the soup into Jiang Chaoyang's bowl.
"What kind of soup is this?" Jiang Chaoyang asked.
"Korean fish soup and rice porridge are pretty good."
Before Jiang Chaoyang had time to eat, he heard footsteps behind him. He turned his head to look, took a look, and then looked away.
"So you are here." Fan Mizai said.
Jun Shilin didn't even look at the two of them. He supported his chin with one hand and looked at Jiang Chaoyang intently.
Jiang Chaoyang heard the sound of chairs moving, one on the left and one on the right. He didn't need to look up to know that the two people were sandwiched between him.
Jiang Chaoyang ignored them, picked up a spoon, scooped a spoonful of rice soaked in fish soup, and put it into his mouth with an expressionless face.
"Is it delicious?" Fan Mixi on the left asked with his head tilted.
Jiang Chaoyang paused chewing.
He slowly put down the spoon, straightened his back, and said word by word:
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