Chapter 26
Compared to a few days ago, the security at the institute is obviously much tighter.
As Zhong Man said, Olin's trust in smart devices has been greatly reduced, and the additional manpower is real.
The number of patrolling guards had doubled, and security personnel were stationed firmly at the main gate. Whether entering or leaving the institute, everyone had to undergo their manual security check, which lasted up to half a minute.
Standing at the door waiting for Jiang Yun's arrival were not only the institute's director Eugene, but also Ian Tang who had arrived temporarily.
"I didn't expect to see you here, Mr. Ian." Jiang Yun said meaningfully, "I thought you were too busy lately to care about my impulsive personal itinerary."
Ian noticed at a glance that Foreign Minister Jiang was different today than usual.
Jiang Yun was not wearing a tie.
The same shirt and suit, with or without a tie, create two completely different styles on Jiang Yun.
Jiang Yun's face was so beautiful that once he lost the restraint and depth of the black tie, it was as if the shackles of abstinence had been removed, and the sharpness brought by his beauty was reduced a little.
Why didn't Foreign Minister Jiang wear a tie today? Ian wondered, could it be true, as Jiang Yun said, that this was just another impulsive private trip?
Oh, how is that possible?
"You're Olin's distinguished guest. No matter how busy I am, I can't abandon you," Ian said with a smile. "Besides, your last spontaneous private trip already brought us quite a few surprises. I really want to see with my own eyes what else you can bring us this time..."
Ian was halfway through his words when his expression suddenly changed, like a wolf sensing danger, and he looked back fiercely.
The research building standing in the snow, the guards in polar suits, the busy staff - everything is normal.
"What's wrong with you, sir?" Jiang Yun said, looking as if he wanted to laugh. "Do you need us to check if there's a sniper's red dot on your head?"
Jiang Mu really looked at Ian carefully for a while, and then said: "I don't see any red spots on you, Mr. Ian, please rest assured."
Ian's red eyes revealed a hint of doubt and vigilance, but he quickly suppressed it. He fixed his gaze on the rose in Jiang Mu's hand and smiled, "It's a beautiful flower. I think Colonel Lu will like it."
Jiang Yun looked towards the institute's gate and said calmly, "How dare he not like it."
Several people passed the intelligent security check one after another and came to the manual security check channel.
Four security personnel came over. They were all Beta, three men and one woman, wearing cold-weather masks, holding detectors, and plaques on the front of their work uniforms with their names, positions, and photos.
A male Beta walked towards Eugene and began to perform manual security checks on him.
Even the director of the research institute cannot escape this step. You can imagine how frightened Olin is now.
Another male Beta named Bartley was about to walk towards Jiang Mu when the colleague standing next to him suddenly glanced at him vaguely.
Bartlet paused, then immediately changed direction and walked towards Ian. The only female Beta was now in charge of checking Jiang Mu.
No one present noticed this little episode, only Jiang Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.
Ian opened his arms and let Bartlett scan his body with the detector, but his eyes were always looking in the direction of Jiang Yun.
When Beta, who was in charge of checking Jiang Yun's security, passed by Ian, Ian suddenly stopped him and said, "Wait."
Beta stopped in front of Ian as he was told. Ian looked at the nameplate on Beta's chest: Clarence, Head of Security.
This is the security personnel with the best working ability specially prepared by the institute for Jiang Yun.
"Clarence, you're such a lucky guy." Ian raised his lips, "Even I envy you."
Clarence was indeed a carefully selected professional. Even when spoken to by the Foreign Secretary, he did not have any special reaction.
"What do you envy me for?" asked Clarence.
"I envy you for being able to touch Foreign Minister Jiang's curvature of the waist, which even his suit jacket can hardly hide." Ian chuckled. "You know, Foreign Minister Jiang doesn't even want to touch my hair..."
Before he could finish his words, Ian was forced to shut his mouth again, his brows furrowed unconcealably.
……here we go again.
That indescribable, instinctively grasped feeling of danger and oppression returned, even stronger than the one at the institute's entrance.
Ian knew this feeling, a feeling that other Alphas could easily suppress. But when Jiang Yun was truly angry, he would also feel the same way.
But Jiang Yun now had no reason to be angry.
"Are you trying to delay each other again, Sir Ian?" Jiang Yun spoke slowly, shaking his head slightly from an angle that Ian couldn't see. "Fortunately, I do have some time today. You can delay as long as you want."
Jiang Yun has time, but Ian doesn't. He still has a lot of messes waiting for him to deal with.
The red-haired Alpha pondered for a moment, looked around, and then locked his gaze on the Beta beside him.
"You," Ian raised his chin towards Clarence and ordered without hesitation, "Take off your cold-weather mask."
Clarence took off his mask without question—a face exactly like the one on his work nametag.
Ian's brows relaxed slightly.
He was really too nervous.
Indeed, ever since Wycliffe was shot in the head by a sniper, his nerves have been on edge.
He always had the illusion that he had been targeted by a hunter and that danger was always around him.
Fortunately, the illusion is just an illusion.
Logically speaking, if the sniper lurking in the dark also wanted to kill him, he would have been buried with Wycliffe long ago.
He is safe for now.
Ian calmed himself down, ignored the discomfort in his heart, and winked at Clarence: "Go quickly, don't keep our Jiangwai waiting for too long."
Clarence put on his cold-proof mask again and came to Jiang Yun.
As a Beta, Clarence had a height advantage over most Alphas. He looked down at the shadow of Jiang Yun's collarbone beneath his open collar and asked politely yet distantly, "Where do you want me to start, Mr. Foreign Minister?"
Jiang Yun lowered his eyes slightly: "Please feel free to do as you please."
Clarence nodded. "Okay."
He first scanned Jiang Yun with the instrument, then put it aside and said in a professional, almost cold tone, "Now, please raise your hands."
As Jiang Yun spread his hands to his sides, he glanced at his collar, as if it was some kind of obscure and secret hint.
But Clarence seemed not to notice Jiang Yun's tiny movement.
His hand fell on Jiang Yun's cuff, and his slender fingers smoothly slid across his arm through his suit, naturally reaching Jiang Yun's shoulder, staying at the collar for a second, and then moving down along the line of the ribs to the waist.
He did feel the curve of Jiang Yun's waist.
The two depressions that could not be hidden by the suit jacket were still clearly visible through the shirt and gloves, but they did not tempt the owner of the gloves to stay for even a second.
——A very normal security check process, fast and professional, accurate and smooth, exactly the same as that carried out by other security personnel.
In Clarence's eyes, this beautiful and strong Omega seemed no different from the other examinees.
Until the end, Clarence half-knelt down in front of Jiang Yun.
The hands in white gloves started from the ankles and moved all the way up.
Calves, knees, outer thighs...inner thighs, no place where items might be hidden was left out.
Jiang Yun stared straight ahead, his cold and pale face remained calm, not even his Adam's apple moved.
Half a minute, not a second more or less.
"Nothing unusual," Clarence stood up and said in a businesslike, cold tone, "You're allowed in."
Jiang Yun raised his eyelids and finally looked directly at Clarence: "Thank you."
On the other side, Jiang Mu also passed the security check smoothly and returned to Jiang Yun: "Dad, shall we go over now?"
"I need to go to the bathroom." Jiang Yun said calmly, "Go to the lab and wait for me."
——
Ten minutes later, Clarence and Bartlett successfully completed their duty for the day.
The two have always had a good relationship, so others didn't find it strange to see them walking into the elevator together.
But what the others didn't know was that as soon as the elevator door closed, Bartlett couldn't wait to complain to his companions: "Oh my god, I actually touched Ian Tang's chest? This is simply the most disgusting mission I have ever carried out, no doubt about it."
Clarence agreed: "Indeed, you are dirty."
"You didn't just stare at Foreign Minister Jiang this time, did you?" Bartlett teased. "Foreign Minister Jiang brought the child here specifically, surely hoping you'd see him more."
"I know, I saw it." Clarence couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth under his cold-proof mask, and he talked at least ten times more than before. "So cute, so cute, worthy of being born by my wife, he is simply a smaller version of my wife - so cute. The rose in his arms must be for me. I must find a way to steal the flowers later."
Bartlett asked, "Don't you and Foreign Minister Jiang have twins? Do you have another child?"
"I don't know," Clarence guessed casually, "maybe he overslept."
"Jiang Mu is indeed a well-behaved and lovely child. As our director put it, 'Fortunately, Xiao Mu's personality isn't like my cousin'—so, why didn't you let me do the security check for him?" Bartlet asked curiously, "Do you have any special considerations?"
"Not really." Clarence didn't even bother to pretend. "He hasn't differentiated yet. I don't want him to be encountered by some weird Alpha uncle."
Bartley's expression froze instantly.
...Strange Alpha uncle?
Just because he was 28 years old and still only a major, did he have to be described as a "weird Alpha uncle" by a 24-year-old young colonel?
"You don't trust me at all?" Bartley said in disbelief. "I'm your best brother right now!"
Clarence was completely baffled: "Where on earth do I get so many good brothers from?"
Bartley: “…”
The major, who always achieved [Mastery] in [Non-Violent Induction] in his personal file, quickly found a way to fight back.
Non-violent induction is also commonly known by alliance intelligence personnel as: talking nonsense.
Bartley took out the human vital signs detector at lightning speed and scanned the Alpha next to him.
Soon, the detector lived up to his expectations and lit up the warning light.
[We have detected that your hormone levels have risen sharply in a short period of time and are about to exceed the threshold! Your susceptible period may be advanced, so please be prepared!]
The detector almost screamed "Your susceptible period is coming!", but Clarence just glanced at the test results calmly, not seeming surprised at all.
Bartlett sighed twice and said, "I saw you looked calm and your breathing was steady, so I thought you didn't feel anything. I didn't expect you to be so good at pretending."
Clarence humbly accepted the praise from his subordinates: "It's OK, practice makes perfect."
"But please allow me to remind you first. If your susceptible period is brought forward by providing 'manual security checks' for Foreign Minister Jiang, I will not lend you any inhibitors." Bartlett held up three fingers and said leisurely, "As everyone knows, there are three things that puppets don't lend out: guns, mechas, and inhibitors."
"Okay, that's a principled statement." Clarence nodded. "I might have borrowed that sniper rifle from the dog a few days ago."
Bartlet choked, a look of frustration and regret on his face. "Alas, my idol since childhood seems to be different from the rumors—where's the promised 'loyalty and integrity'? I'm curious, what's the [Non-Violent Induction] rating in your file?"
"I don't quite remember," Clarence said. "Anyway, your chief has never been able to beat me in an argument."
With a ding, the elevator stopped.
The conversation came to an abrupt halt, and Clarence and Bartlet dropped their chattering expressions almost instantly.
The two walked out of the elevator, nodded to each other, and turned to walk in two opposite directions.
Clarence came to the pre-planned surveillance blind spot and took out the confidential component he found under the collar of Jiang Yun's shirt.
Not only was the component intact, it also had an anti-reconnaissance function. Simply plugging it into the control center of the Olin Iris system could silently and completely disable the institute's anti-theft system within three minutes.
In addition, he also found a folded piece of paper in Jiang Yun's coat pocket, which should have been specially prepared for him.
I didn’t expect that Foreign Minister Jiang still retains the habit of writing little notes from his student days.
Jiang Yun...wanted to take this opportunity to say something to him.
A certain colonel opened the note with great anticipation. The first thing that caught his eye was the words "Name: Lu Chao", followed by an unfamiliar, bright red "60" that almost blinded his eyes.
A certain colonel who had seen countless storms and waves: "…………"
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