Chapter 107

After the fourth dose, the effect began to diminish significantly.

After daybreak, Gongye Shengliang slowly took off the gauze from his eyes and blinked at the ceiling. Only then did his vision slowly come into focus from a vast expanse of white.

He didn't want to make the mistake of mistaking someone for someone else again, so he kept the system map open. Although he was not fully conscious due to the fever, he woke up with a chill as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on him when he saw someone hiding in his house.

He dropped the key and scratched his eyelid, but his purpose was not so clear, he just deceived himself and thought, "This way everyone can pretend nothing happened." It seemed that as long as he couldn't see it, it would be written off.

The furnishings in the apartment remained the same. He was alone here, and the silence was so depressing that he felt suffocated.

After thinking it over, he concluded that only work could numb his mind, so he cheered up and sent the changes in his body data after taking the medicine to the research institute at the North American base.

The research on drugs in Japan has been stopped, and all efforts have been made to serve the APTX4869 developed by Shirley. The good news is that after he made this decision, the mission progress increased by 5%.

After the ups and downs during this period, Kono Seiji probably mastered the correct method of calculating the progress of the mission - not a simple increase or decrease in power, but the degree of deviation from the correct world line.

The smaller the deviation, the higher the progress; the larger the deviation, the lower the progress.

Facts that went against the plan, such as the boss's death, Stone Mask, and the potions he used, were the fundamental reasons why the mission could not be completed.

Kono Seiryoshi hid the last bottle of medicine in an incubator. He had a premonition that when this bottle of medicine was used up, he would leave this world.

He himself didn't care, but the changes in his physical data still caused another base to be on high alert, and they arranged for people to come over in the past few days.

The person sent was a familiar face. She was the maid who led him to the nursing home. Her name was Zhihui.

The maid, with black hair and black eyes and the standard soft appearance of a Japanese woman, is meticulous in her work. Her talents are not only reflected in medicine and management, but she also possesses all the qualities required of an agent, including but not limited to memorizing the map of Tokyo on the first day, being able to notice any movement within a hundred meters, taking down ten burly men with her bare hands, and sniping with a range of more than 500 yards, which she is not good at.

More importantly, Chihui's coordinates towards him were white and without any hostility, which was so precious in this organization where people's hearts were not as good as before.

Kono Seiryoshi was a little touched, but a little embarrassed, and whispered to the system: "I think she is more useful than you."

The light ball burst into tears, and in order to prove that he was more useful, he downloaded a bunch of messy information from the database overnight. He tied a piece of cloth with "must win" written on it on his head and worked hard to make up for his lessons.

During the days when Shengjiu stayed indoors, Zhihui wisely restrained her other abilities and focused on being a nurse, never bothering him at all.

There were two buzzing sounds, indicating that the phone had received a new message.

Gong Ye Shengliang, who was slacking off and doing a jigsaw puzzle while recuperating from his illness, was startled and quickly unlocked the phone to check. He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing clearly.

Fortunately, it wasn’t Gin or Vermouth, the message was from a little girl he liked very much.

「Sherry: [Yay]」

"Sherry: I win. [Photo]"

When I clicked on it, I saw a beautiful pure white cat yawning on the girl's legs.

Gong Ye Shengliang stared at it for three seconds, and the memory returned.

There was a competition, he and Shirley made a bet on who would meet Hanako first next time they went to the cafe. But he was too busy with a series of events recently, not to mention going to the cafe, he didn't even stay at home for long.

Since we have made an agreement, we must abide by it. Kono Seiryoshi thought about it and started typing.

"Vin: Awesome, as expected of Dr. Miyano, he's so quick at petting a cat [cat fists]"

"Vin: I accept defeat. What prize do you want?"

In the coffee shop filled with the aroma of cocoa, Miyano Shiho was absorbed in smoothing the fur of the cat lying on her lap. When she heard the message alert, she reached out a hand and opened her cell phone.

Seeing the reply, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, but then she realized she was alone in a public place, and she suppressed it in a disguised manner.

The white cat with keen senses seemed to have sensed something, and it raised its head, stretched out its paw towards her phone and meowed.

"No, you can't play with this."

Miyano Shiho touched the back of Hanako's neck soothingly, raised her phone, and typed a reply with one hand with some difficulty.

She can’t wear Prada’s new products yet, and she also ate the cake today. The cat in her hand feels very good... If she were to ask if there is anything else she wants, she really can’t think of it for the time being.

"Sherry: Can I redeem my wish ticket for later use?"

Before she finished typing, she suddenly heard a strange male voice beside her, with a casual and nonchalant tone: "You are here."

Miyano Shiho hung up the phone instantly and stared at the man in front of her coldly and vigilantly.

He was about 1.80 meters tall, about 25 or 26 years old, with naturally curly black hair. He wore sunglasses to cover his face. He had one hand in his pocket and was looking down at her.

It wasn't an illusion, those words were indeed directed at her.

The memory of being kidnapped and monitored by the underground organization came to her mind. Miyano Shiho bit her tongue and forced her brain to calm down. She was going out alone today and could only rely on herself.

Miyano Shiho secretly judged in her heart that she was proficient in shooting and anatomy, but it was not easy to display these two skills in public. She also learned fighting skills, but looking at the man's height and the muscles hidden under his suit, she would probably not have the upper hand.

The man noticed her gaze and raised his eyebrows. The eyes behind his sunglasses seemed to be looking at her.

After a while, the black-haired man laughed and said lazily, "Don't be nervous, I don't eat children."

It would have been fine if he didn't say anything, but once he spoke, Miyano Shiho's face became even colder. The girl's pretty face was tense, her eyes became more alert, and she reached under the table and quietly grabbed the alarm in her bag.

The cat in her arms sensed her nervousness and hostility, and its fur stood up in unison, and it blew a threatening breath at the man.

The black-haired man choked and cursed in a low voice: "...little bastard."

Matsuda Jinpei gritted his teeth. He finally got off work on time and wanted to play with the cat for a while. However, he searched the whole house and found cat hair flying everywhere, but he couldn't find any trace of Hanako.

Now this rebellious son not only does not understand his feelings for cleaning up the mess, he even dares to breathe on him. He is really getting too arrogant.

He tapped the table with his fingers to quiet the cat down. The brown-haired girl was frightened by his action and her eyes widened, revealing a kind of coldness and sharpness that shouldn't appear in an ordinary girl.

They do seem a bit familiar, but one is pretending and the other seems to really have something against him.

Matsuda Jinpei looked at her for a while, then slowly put his hands back into his pockets, "...You are with that guy, right?"

It was only after he said it that he realized that after meeting that person for several times, he still didn't know his current name, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Miyano Shiho hugged the cat tightly, wary of the black-haired man attacking both the cat and the person, and cautiously asked, "I don't know what you are talking about."

Matsuda Jinpei took off his sunglasses, folded them and put them in his pocket. He didn't care about the girl's cold attitude and raised the corners of his lips: "I'm talking about a good-looking big brother."

"By the way, that older brother hasn't contacted me for a long time. Do you think he's being too much?"

Miyano Shiho: “…”

To be honest, she was a little skeptical about this man's mental state.

Suddenly, a key word flashed into her mind. Miyano Shiho froze, and asked in an unbelievable, unnoticed, eager tone, "What's your last name?"

"Matsuda. What's the matter? Has anyone mentioned me to you?"

Yes, that’s right. It was also in this cafe last time. The waiter patted his chest and sighed softly, “Mr. Matsuda is also very anxious.”

As for the holy wine, he smiled and said, "It's a secret for adults."

Mr. Secret now had a face that looked tough to deal with. He narrowed his eyes slightly at her question, emitting an invisible pressure.

Miyano Shiho felt that her mental state was not very good either.

She was afraid that the black-haired man would see something from her expression, so she suppressed her anger, lowered her head and drank a big sip of milk tea in silence.

Seeing that the girl was unwilling to answer, Matsuda Jinpei did not force her. He spoke again, and this time he called out the cat's name accurately: "Hana, go home."

The cat wagged its tail as if it hadn't heard anything, but Miyano Shiho looked up in surprise and asked, "Is this your cat?"

"Half, I guess." Matsuda Jinpei found the right moment and grabbed the white cat by the back of its neck. "I raised it together with someone."

The cat pounced demonstratively and meowed twice. The nameplate on its neck turned a few times but it didn't really catch up.

Although he didn't say the name, the familiar smile in his tone made Miyano Shiho subconsciously think of the holy wine. She bit her lip and looked at the black-haired man in front of her again with doubt.

This type...?

Matsuda Jinpei was about to leave with the cat in his arms when he suddenly remembered something and reminded her, "Hana likes to get into bags. Remember to zip up your bag next time."

Before Miyano Shiho knew whether to respond, the tall and long-legged Mr. Secret had already left the cafe.

“…I don’t want to do that.”

She whispered, telling herself that this would make it easier for her to get the alarm as soon as possible, but it also sounded like she was childishly sulking at someone.

She turned her phone back on, edited, typed, and sent.

"Sherry: I changed my mind. Let's get a cat."

"Sherry: I also want to get a dog."

“Vin: …?”

"Vin: Of course, of course. Why do you suddenly want this?"

「Sherry: Secret XD」

“Vin: …”

"Vin: [Cat crying]"

So this is what it feels like to be fooled... Kono Seiryoshi put down his phone, feeling a little sad.

He sighed and looked down at the puzzle that took him more than an hour to separate the colored pieces. He found it hard to understand why he had been so ambitious to buy it for a thousand dollars.

In the past, he could stay in his room for days on end doing puzzles without getting bored, but now he has little energy. Staring at a piece of paper for too long makes him dizzy and his efficiency is reduced by half.

Just when Kimino Seiryoshi was considering whether to stop the losses in time or grit his teeth and fight to the end, Chie, who was as silent as a transparent person, knocked on his door.

He was a little confused, and stood up from the carpet and said, "Come in."

Zhihui bowed, lowering her brows, "Sir, there's news from the base."

"The traitor named Saeki is dead."