The air was stagnant for a moment, danger and mystery intertwined, pulled into a taut string!

The bright light in the corridor further highlights the depth of brown, just like a thousand-year-old tree rooted in a dense forest, with silent uprightness and strength, declaring some kind of dominance.

Facing the brown color right in front of him, Samuster's heart was itching with the urge to get closer, but reason made him restrain himself from looking away and slightly lowered his eyes.

"… Sorry, I'm being rude." Samuste put on an elegant smile again, and his hand pressed the control panel again to adjust the settings he had just made. "Please forgive me, sir."

The gentleman with a low blond ponytail knelt slightly and saluted, his lowered gray-green eyes hiding his true thoughts.

Jiang Lai's expression was calm and composed. The warm brown color showed only calmness and indifference. He nodded slightly and said, "... This will not be the case next time."

There was no offense in the words, and the tone was even very gentle. However, Samuster felt a slight chill on his back.

He raised his head and looked at the black-haired young man through the lenses, but the other party had already moved away from those dangerous and attractive eyes and looked to the side.

Amuro Toru hurried over holding Kurosawa Akira, his expression a little serious: "There was an explosion just now, what happened? Is everything okay?"

He glanced at the two people at the scene, and for a moment he couldn't tell who did it or if it was just an accident.

"I don't know either." Jiang Lai returned to his usual state. He looked at Samuster with doubt, "Is there something wrong with your experiment? Is everything okay?"

"..." Samuster smiled, "Perhaps some reagents [accidentally] exploded, but we have fully automatic fire-fighting emergency equipment, so there is no need to worry about the follow-up."

The word "unexpected" emphasized the tone, causing Amuro Toru to narrow his eyes noticeably.

Jiang Lai took Kurosawa Akira from Amuro Toru, held him in his arms and patted him gently: "You're not scared, are you?"

Although Jiang Lai had explained this to Kurosawa Akira in advance, he was still worried that the little boy who was sensitive to explosions and fire would have a bad reaction, so he tried to comfort him first.

The silver-haired boy raised his head and blinked his iron-gray eyes: "I'm not afraid as long as Brother Jiang Lai is here." His tone was as childish as a child should be, but his eyes were very calm.

Jiang Lai patted his back again, then put the silver-haired boy on the ground. Taking advantage of this brief moment, he quickly exhaled.

——What a close call! Sure enough, this guy Samuster wants to make trouble again today! !

Fortunately, the comic was updated yesterday, and the scene of Samuster's collection room was drawn, so Jiang Lai made full use of it this time. So adding more chapters saved a life (??)

And Morobushi Jingguang, as reliable as ever. Jiang Lai smiled in his heart. They had a tacit understanding and an explosion at the critical moment.

The coordination effect is perfect!

The villain in Jiang Lai's heart was cheering and jumping for joy as he set off colorful fireworks, but on the surface he still looked mysterious.

However, he still had to be vigilant when dealing with Samuster in the future. After all, this perverted collector seemed to still be obsessed with his eyes, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark. Although it temporarily retracted its fangs, it still stored venom and was ready to bite him at any time.

So how did I end up getting involved with this persistent pervert? !

Jiang Lai was furiously complaining on the screen, and was imagining the vivid scene of using toilet water to repel mosquitoes in the future.

After a brief moment of wandering in his mind, Jiang Lai once again thought of Zhufu Jingguang. He glanced to the side again, wondering why he hadn't come back yet - the location of the laboratory was not too far away, so he should have been back by now.

"Well, please come in." Samuster stopped his little tricks and this time really opened his laboratory to them.

Jiang Lai regained his composure and followed the other party into the laboratory.

The main color of this research institute is high-tech silver, and the edges are curved, which makes it look spacious and tolerant. There are various equipments placed inside, but it does not look messy or crowded. The cold white light is full of the charm of hard technology.

Samuster walked in front, his golden hair shining brightly in this environment, but when he turned around, he restrained the aura of the master of the laboratory, leaving only his elegant and capable side.

The blond gentleman smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang Lai, please come here."

He stopped in front of an instrument that didn't look complicated. It looked like the outline of a microscope, but instead of lenses, it had a lamp that emitted some kind of light. It was also five times the size of an ordinary microscope.

Jiang Lai stood one step in front of the device, not getting very close.

"Just put your hands on the platform. It may be a little painful, but it will be fine soon." Samuster stroked the black table with his white-gloved hands. "The matching treatment medicine is on the other side. I'll bring it to you later."

"Does it require instruments to cure it?" Jiang Lai raised his eyes and asked.

He was worried that the resurrected Morobushi Jingguang would have some problems with his hands under the influence of the reasonable plot, as fabricated. If that happened, he would have to come to Samuster again - Jiang Lai obviously did not want to have more offline contact with this pervert, even though they had already reached a cooperation.

"It's not necessary, but it will work the fastest with the help of an instrument." Samuste replied softly. He adjusted his glasses and knew what Jiang Lai really wanted to ask. "If you only take medicine and recuperate for a while, you will recover."

"Yeah, okay." Jiang Lai nodded.

He was no longer worried that the other party would do anything here, but he still waited there for two seconds, until Toru Amuro behind him walked to his side, then he sat down in front of the instrument naturally and generously and placed his hand on it.

Amuro Toru had a standard smile on his face, but complicated thoughts were flowing in his mind.

Having overheard their conversation last night, he naturally understood the meaning of what Jiang Lai and Samuster had just said.

——The person whose name was not revealed during the conversation was his childhood friend whom he thought was dead.

The policeman with blue-grey slanted eyes has a gentle yet powerful smile.

Hiro... wanted to see him again, wanted to really look at him again, to witness his thriving life with his own eyes, even if he didn't say anything.

The complex emotions that were spreading like the rising tide of the sea once again spread upward from his heart. Amuro Toru gently lowered his purple-gray eyes and hid those emotions in his body.

Although Toru Amuro managed his expression very well, Jiang Lai, who was secretly observing and had improved his acting skills to the level of an acting emperor, could naturally vaguely sense his thoughts. He retracted his gaze and silently answered in his heart:

We will meet soon.

Jiang Lai was thinking about what to do next.

Otherwise, after Morobushi Kagemitsu returns and is truly resurrected, he can invite Amuro Toru to his home under the pretext of meeting a former neighbor and sharing delicious rice balls, so that the pair of childhood friends can meet.

A very reasonable reason!

Then if there is a chance, let Zhufu Gaoming meet him as well. Jiang Lai drew a warm blueprint in his heart. Let him know that his brother is still alive. As a policeman who lives for the sun and brings light to others, he will eventually have a bright future.

the other side.

Samuster walked to the other side of the large laboratory to get the medicines that were placed there by category. There were footsteps behind him, and the silver-haired boy followed Samuster to this side.

"Mr. Jiang Lai is still worried, so he wants you, the kid, to look after me?" Samuster smiled as he looked at Kurosawa Akira who was approaching.

"..." Kurosawa Akira did not answer. He walked to Samuster and stopped.

The smile on the blond pervert's face remained unchanged. He didn't think a child could hurt him even though his defense value was full.

The silver-haired boy tilted his head and looked at the other party, and asked softly: "Have you cooperated with the organization on Project A before?"

Samuster didn't seem to expect the other party to ask this question, but he neither admitted nor denied it. He raised the corners of his lips and said, "...Did Mr. Jiang Lai ask you to ask this?"

"We have worked together before, right?" Kurosawa Akira asked again, his voice childish yet straight and affirmative, "There is information in your archives."

"..." The blond gentleman was slightly startled, but thinking that Jiang Lai could sneak into the collection room quietly, he was not too surprised by the news. He smiled gently.

"Well," Samust raised a finger, "please don't worry, those files are probably just small pieces of data that were not cleaned up properly or are unimportant."

"I still have a strong sense of business ethics. I have never made any electronic records that are not allowed. Of course, I will not disclose any of the contents to others."

"However, I didn't know much myself. I was only given a small part of the information at that time."

The blond gentleman thought it was the black-haired youth who came to question him, so he removed himself to show that he was harmless - of course, his words were also true, he only joined later and did not participate much.

The silver-haired boy stared at each other for a few seconds.

"Is that so?" Kurosawa Akira also smiled brilliantly, "But... please forget about this project."

"?" The gentleman with blond hair in a low ponytail raised his eyebrows slightly.

Kurosawa Akira took another step forward and raised his face. His iron-gray eyes were like the misty sky or some kind of low-key and luxurious gemstone. Samuster subconsciously focused his gaze on these beautiful eyes.

His consciousness seemed to be immersed in an infinitely extended light grey plane, being gently and irresistibly wrapped, dragged into a deeper layer of haziness. In this desolate place, he heard a voice without any disturbance:

[et it.]

These gentle words echoed endlessly in Samuster's mind. He looked dazed for a moment, lost in the endless light gray.

Kurosawa Akira blinked his eyes and added, "Oh, right. Although I know you have some guesses, I still have to emphasize it again."

The silver-haired boy raised his lips and smiled. He said slowly and softly:

[You're right.]

[He is the BOSS.]

Author's words: Jiang Lai's appearance: cold, indifferent, mysterious, powerful

Jiang Lai's inner thoughts: (Little man setting off fireworks.jpg) (Dog hula hooping.jpg) (Cats and dogs jumping back and forth.jpg)