My protagonist attributes have been discovered

The first floor of a large villa in G City.

The icy sunlight, which was isolated from the heat by special glass, shone into the room. In the center of the hall, a thin and slender human male in a dark green suit was sitting on a white |color| On the leather sofa, he was lowering his head and concentrating on reading; the butler standing by the side, holding a red rose, stood quietly at the same place, his eyes watching the owner raised from time to time, scanning the unfamiliar environment around him.

Soon, there were footsteps approaching from the depths of the villa.

The butler reminded the man who was absorbed in the book with great skill and politeness, and said softly, "Master."

The human male closed the book gracefully, stood up, and handed the book to the butler. The modest young man with glasses came to him and nodded solemnly: "You can go in."

He showed a friendly and distanced smile: "Okay."

The young man with glasses turned around and led the way, he wanted to follow behind the other person——

"Master." The butler's inappropriate call came from behind him.

"..." He apologized with a slight nod to the young man with glasses who turned his head back, then turned his head and looked at the butler with a not-so-pleasant look in his eyes: "What's the matter?"

"..."

The old butler looked at him with faint worry, and his lips moved a little, as if he wanted to say something... But due to etiquette, he just handed over the rose in his hand and whispered: "Your flowers are forgotten. brought."

"..." Liu Haojun lowered his eyes, raised his hand, took the bright red rose, was silent for a while, raised his eyes, and for the first time in the two months with this new housekeeper, he did not agree with what he had received. The behavior of the training - in the presence of outsiders, he looked into the eyes of the old housekeeper and comforted him: "Don't worry, it's okay, I'm just going to see a genetic expert introduced by the teacher, and he will come out soon."

The old housekeeper frowned, and opened his mouth: "But..." What kind of expert needs to meet people with such a secret?

Liu Haojun interrupted his inevitable impolite follow-up: "I believe in my teacher and my father. They are all for me to become a better person. I hope that I can achieve greater achievements in the field of biology than physics, which I don't like... this A little, you too, right?"

"..." The housekeeper stared at him with eyes of pure trust, and was speechless for a while, and finally couldn't find anything to refute, so he could only nod with worry on his face: "Yes."

"Don't worry." Liu Haojun smiled, then turned his head to signal the young man with glasses who was waiting at the side: "The teacher's son is also there...and since the other party is an internationally renowned expert, there will be no mistakes."

"..." The old butler was silent, holding the book in his arms, and bowed: "I'll wait outside for you to come back."

Liu Haojun responded, turned around, pinned his favorite rose to his chest, looked at the modest and upright young man in glasses, raised his chin, and smiled in a standard and friendly way: "Let's go."

……

On the stair corridor leading to the basement, there was a dim light.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Liu Haojun took the initiative to talk to the young man with glasses who didn't talk much: "Is Professor X right here?"

The glasses youth board answered: "Yes."

"Is the teacher with him too?"

"His lecture at G City University has not yet ended, and he will come back later, so I can only invite you to meet and get to know Professor X in the laboratory first;" Stepping down a step, the young man with glasses walked to the side Giving up, the modest gaze behind the glasses turned to him: "What? Don't you like getting along with strangers? If you don't want to..."

"Why don't you want to do this?" Adhering to the norm of "not revealing your will in front of outsiders", Liu Haojun's chin is raised, the curvature of his smile remains the same, and his eyebrows and eyes are bright: "If you can get the professor's attention by yourself Favor, I believe the teacher and father will also be proud of me. Isn't it?"

"...That's true." The straight-faced young man with glasses agreed with him, turned around and continued to walk down, his humble voice echoed into his ears from the echoing corridor: "Speaking of it, I'm still very puzzled, you were just talking about physics in physics. Great achievements have been made in the field, and the experiments invested in the results are also carried out well, why did they suddenly choose to re-apply for the genetic engineering department of this school after receiving so many offers?"

"Of course it's because of... the love for this subject." For some reason, the second half of the sentence that should have slipped out of his mouth confidently stuck at this moment. Liu Haojun shook his head for a moment, and then quickly Quickly returning to normal, he confessed to the teacher's son with sincerity and courtesy: "Although I was lucky enough to achieve a little achievement in the subject of physics, I still prefer the ever-changing genetics of biology to the theory of physics." Some."

Naturally, he looked at the back of the other party and thought: The latter has a teacher who is about to enter the hall of subject again, and after becoming a teacher-student relationship, he can reach cooperation with him more quickly. They just need to know each other well, so there is no need to Say it again.

"'Lucky' ah..."

He was slightly dazed again by the inaudible voice overlapping with echoes. For some reason, he subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing."

The young man with glasses in front seemed to sigh vaguely, then kept walking, with a humble voice:

"Let's go."

……

down the ladder.

Liu Haojun looked at the small hall surrounded by bookshelves that appeared in front of him, and asked the young man with glasses, "Where is Professor X? Where is it?"

"In the lab on the left."

The young man with glasses instructed him to look at the deep corridor with wall lamps on the left. After he finished the instruction, he walked to the small table in the middle of the small hall, sat down, and opened a book...

Seeing his series of actions, Liu Haojun was surprised: "Aren't you going with me?"

"Someone else will take you in." The young man with glasses looked at him and nodded solemnly: "Go."

"..."

Although not very emotional, the other party's calm and as usual appearance inexplicably comforted him... Liu Haojun heaved a sigh of relief, and then he heard footsteps, he turned around, and as the young man with glasses said, a man dressed as a servant came from Appeared in the corridor on the left, and bowed to him:

"plz follow me."

……

Unexpectedly, the professor, who usually looks upright, seems to come from a hidden ancient upper-class family.

Liu Haojun, who followed the servant to the laboratory, looked at the decorations in the corridor without any trace, secretly calculating in his heart: It seems that the investment discussed with his father should be added—although it may not be that much in reality. , but in business, sincerity is always the most valuable.

"arrive."

Before he could think much, at the end of the road, the male servant raised his hand and pushed open a glass door, inviting him to go in. There were a lot of experimental equipment and bright lights in the door, and there was indeed someone walking through it vaguely.

He stepped in without hesitation—at the same time, the door closed silently behind him, and the light disappeared.

"...?!"

Before he had time to carefully observe the situation inside the door, he consciously turned his head back, but only saw a closed...different from the "bright glass door" he had seen before, a dull and simple, heavy door.

"...!"

He widened his eyes, but before the gasped breath touched his chest, he heard a high and indifferent voice from behind him, who seemed to be near and far away:

"Vision, useless."

——The next moment, he lost his light.

……

What do people see, touch, taste, hear, smell, and think when they are on the verge of death?

Liu Haojun didn't imagine it before...or, maybe he imagined it but forgot it; and from now on, he can't imagine it anymore.

Following the four casual sentences of "vision", "touch", "taste", "hearing" and the last "—" sound that rang directly in my mind, the scent of roses also disappeared in the cold air. In the eternal cold darkness.

It's quiet all around... No, he thought vaguely: maybe not.

——what would that be like?

He smiled bitterly to himself: I don't know.

Can't feel the outside world... and can't feel "myself".

"Myself"... He muttered the word, not sure if he was standing... Ha, what a fool, whether it's biology or various physical theories... It's impossible for him to still be standing now... Oh, it's also possible, after all, the things I've encountered so far can no longer be speculated with common sense...

——It really feels familiar.

...wait, "familiar"?Unconsciously, he felt slightly surprised and confused: but "I" had obviously never seen it...

--"Own"?

He heard something low and wandering again.

...For some reason, he lost his words because he couldn't cope.

It seems to be very slow, but also seems to be very fast, the darkness hits, and something is gradually becoming thinner...

He closed his "eyes".

***

Shanhai Hotel.

"Speaking of which, if the boss hadn't told me these few days, I really didn't expect that you, Xiaoyangle, would be related to that feng shui instrument that broke the walls of science and metaphysics!"

Withdrawing her eyes from the TV, Sister Tu looked back at Song Yangle, her eyes became excited again, and she said, "You little bastard is hiding really deep...Boss and the others are too."

She pursed her lips again, glanced at the dark green suit on the TV, and said indignantly, "I knew this kind of thing happened to you a long time ago, but I didn't want to help you to rectify your name, but let that scoundrel get away with it like that... Although from now on... It turns out that he has become an obvious target, and he won't be more likely to attract the attention of the second boss's psychopath than you, but I have wronged you too much before—it's too much!"

"..." Facing her resentment, Song Yangle, who didn't take this person very seriously, just felt helpless: "Forget it, it's not a big deal. Besides, his family also paid for him later, and it cost a lot of money." Fill in the hole in the investment I have drawn for him, and pay him back."

"However," Song Yangle paused, and asked her with a frown: "If he is really targeted by the second leader, will something happen?"

"Hmm... probably just to see how his reaction is different from that of ordinary humans. If it is different, it will be miserable; if it is the same," Sister Tu thought for a while, and gave the answer indifferently: "As far as that lunatic is concerned, I don't know either—but according to your previous inference, he should be suffering something similar to 'loss of five senses', and there will be no danger to his life."

"That's okay." Song Yang let out a sigh of relief, and thought casually: at least his 5000 million won was not bad.

only……

"Are you sure my identity is really secret enough that I can be safe in a short time with him?" Song Yangle looked at her suspiciously.

"Oh, sure!" As the working hours approached, Sister Tu closed the barrier, waved her hand nonchalantly, handed him her apron, and said carelessly, "Besides, who would be so free to go and check on you that morning by the boss and the others?" Made a cover-up file|file? It’s not like eating too much!”

"...What if he thinks I'm interesting and wants to investigate further?" Song Yangle said with a serious face.

He was deep in his heart: After all, maybe I am also a person with the identity of the protagonist.

"..." Sister Tu looked at him lovingly.

Song Yangle: "..." Got it.

He took the apron silently, and was forced to accept the fact that he was a soy sauce character again.

Also.

He thought casually: Xuanmu is about to mature, and when big bosses gather, who would be so bored to check the identity of a small delivery boy?