Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

Tong Xiyuan came out of Fan He's room in disheveled clothes, which really scared Le Yuhui.

The little yellow-haired boy came running over, staring at Tong Xiyuan from head to toe, and said stumblingly: "Sister-in-law, you, you, my brother...you two...hiss, are you okay?"

Tong Xiyuan cleared his throat and asked him, "What can I do?"

Le Yuhui frowned and found that there was nothing strange on Tong Xiyuan's body. Except for his slightly hoarse voice, he looked extremely energetic. This was completely different from what he had imagined.

He leaned over and looked at Xue Rong downstairs, blinked and asked silently: Aren't you talking about them?

Xue Rong shrugged calmly: How could I lie to you?

Le Yuhui retracted his gaze. Although he couldn't figure it out, he still said with concern: "Sister-in-law, you should have a good rest and take care of yourself."

"Okay." Tong Xiyuan said goodbye to him, quickly returned to his room and closed the door.

A few minutes later.

Fan He dressed up and went out, changing back into black clothes. He knocked on Tong Xiyuan's door in a good mood and said through the door: "I'll be back tomorrow."

When he didn't get a response to his words about reporting his trip, Fan He raised his eyebrows slightly. Just as he was about to push the door open, he heard the sound of running water. He smiled, turned around and went downstairs and told Xue Rong, "Take good care of him."

"Yes," Xue Rong said after careful consideration, "Chief, who will you take with you to cooperate with [Ying]?"

Fan He: "Happy and regretful."

Xue Rong guessed, "Xiao Le's injuries haven't fully healed in the past two days, why don't you take me with you?"

Fan He glanced at her sideways, and after a while, he said dangerously: "Are you unwilling to serve him?"

Both of them knew exactly who this "he" was.

Xue Rong swallowed his saliva and said, "As long as Master Xiyuan is in the manor, nothing will happen to him. I am not fit to be a nanny. If I continue to take care of him, there will inevitably be shortcomings. The leader might as well hire an experienced nanny."

She had her own selfish motives. A person who fought and killed every day suddenly became a nanny who served others. No one could adapt. Moreover, she had suspected Tong Xiyuan's true intentions before and had reported him to Fan He. Now she was going to take care of Tong Xiyuan's daily life and diet. If Tong Xiyuan had any problems, she, Xue Rong, would be the first suspect.

Xue Rong has always been thoughtful and cautious, and would never put himself in such a dangerous situation.

After hearing her words, Fan He thought of the scene this morning. Tong Xiyuan was choking and coughing and crying after just a few touches. He really needed to hire a professional nanny to take care of him. He pondered for a moment and agreed to Xue Rong's request.

Xue Rong's face lit up with joy, and he immediately started to prepare the things he would need for the cooperation discussion this afternoon.

As the sun outside the window gradually slanted, Fan He and his group left the manor.

Tong Xiyuan changed into clean clothes and went downstairs, only seeing Tong Ximing's shadow in the restaurant.

Tong Ximing pouted while eating and said sarcastically, "Brother is really capable."

Tong Xiyuan ignored him and asked the chef for new food. While eating, he asked, "Where are the sir?"

The chef replied with a smile: "The leader took Le Yuhui, Xue Rong and others to West City and will be back tomorrow afternoon."

"Xue Rong?" Tong Xiyuan was stunned. "The nanny went there too?"

No one is watching him?

The chef nodded, "Yes."

After receiving a positive answer, Tong Xiyuan suddenly felt relieved, and then he started to make his own plans. He had not yet explored the suspected laboratory in the manor, and now was a great opportunity.

After dinner, Tong Xiyuan went to Fan He's room upstairs. Only the chef and a few cleaners were left in the villa. They knew very well the relationship between Tong Xiyuan and Fan He, and did not stop him.

In the room, Tong Xiyuan found a handy dagger for self-defense, and took away a pair of Fan He's gloves. After hiding them on his body, he pretended to go downstairs.

"Master Xiyuan, do you want to go out?" the chef asked him.

Tong Xiyuan nodded and said, "I'm so bored, I'm going to take a walk in the garden."

Chef: "Then I'll prepare the car for you."

"Okay," Tong Xiyuan paused, "You don't have to send me off, I'll go by myself, you guys go ahead and do your work."

The chef didn't think much about it. After all, Tong Xiyuan was their leader's man. Could he harm them? Absolutely not.

A group of people quickly prepared a car for Tong Xiyuan. Fearing that he would be thirsty, hungry, or sunburned in the garden, they also ordered people to go there early to prepare parasols, cut fruits, drinks, and other items.

Tong Xiyuan felt a little guilty for being served by them, so as soon as the car arrived, he sat in the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

There are many gardens in the manor, and everyone thought he was going to the one closest to the villa. Little did they know that after Tong Xiyuan parked the car there, he found an excuse and secretly went to the row of white houses in the south.

[Ninth sister,] Tong Xiyuan hid behind a tree and looked at the houses, [check if there are any traps at the door, and if possible, see how many people are inside.]

【…】

[Ninth sister?] Tong Xiyuan waited for a while, but there was no response from the system. He calculated the time and suddenly realized that 999 was still in the small dark room.

There is no other way, I can only rely on myself.

Tong Xiyuan put on gloves, carefully explored the periphery, and then chose a relatively safe place to climb over the wall.

The good news is that there is no alarm system that can go off at any time, but the sad thing is that all the white houses inside look the same.

He avoided the cameras in the corners and entered the house under the cover of the tall fir trees. Tong Xiyuan was lucky. He ambushed a man wearing a face-covering protective suit and carrying a tray at the corner of the corridor. He knocked him out, changed his clothes, picked up the tray again and walked into the room.

With a creaky sound, the heavy iron door was pushed open, revealing a huge circular experimental operating table. In the middle of the circular operating table was a transparent cylindrical glass cover flush with the roof.

Tong Xiyuan approached silently, put the tray on the operating table, and saw clearly the naked male body in the glass cover, which was soaked in light blue liquid and had been completely disfigured. It was impossible to tell whether he was dead or alive, and his body was full of tubes.

A researcher in white standing next to him didn't notice that someone had changed inside the protective suit. He sneered and said familiarly, "You got it? Give it to me. Let's see how long he can last this time."

Tong Xiyuan pushed the tray towards him and saw him skillfully take the test tube, suck out the liquid inside with a needle, press a button on the operating table, and inject it into the small round hole.

The liquid flowed through the pipe into the body of the man in the glass cover. In almost a second, the entire laboratory became busy.

"My heart rate has gone up. One hundred and twenty, one hundred and thirteen, one hundred and fourteen..."

“All indicators are steadily increasing.”

"Lower the temperature inside the hood, quickly, to minus 40 degrees!"

"Crystallization is occurring on the surface of the skin. How is your heart rate?"

“It’s very stable and has reached a peak.”

……

Amidst the chaos and noise, Tong Xiyuan stood there for two seconds, then raised his hand and pressed it on the operating table, pretending to be busy. His face was calm, but his heart was sinking bit by bit.

Suddenly, someone shouted.

"It's done!"