I was written into Ke Xue's comics and turned my fate

The internal siren of the research institute poured into the right ear from the left ear, ringing non-stop, and the dazzling red lights made the ground in front of me light up and dark, full of a sense of crisis.

Jiang Lai and Matsuda Jinpei quickly evacuated towards the door together.

There seemed to be something wrong with this research institute, and the researchers running past had no time to control Matsuda Jinpei and Jiang Lai, who were in different uniforms from theirs, and put on their protective suits and ran around with serious faces.

At the same time, there were explosions from time to time inside the institute, making the whole situation even more chaotic.

"You did it? Well done." Jiang Lai said in a leisurely tone, "I didn't realize you were carrying a bomb before."

"Huh? What?" Matsuda Jinpei didn't react for a moment, and then understood the meaning of the other party, "I didn't do this explosion."

"Isn't it you?" Jiang Lai tilted his head slightly and looked away, "Well, it seems that Pinot Noir is behind, or Summer's own production is not up to standard."

The two ran out of the gate of the institute in the last few steps. Jiang Lai suddenly reached out and grabbed Matsuda Jinping's sleeve: "By the way, do you have a bomb now?"

"No, it's too dangerous to carry this kind of thing with you." Matsuda Jinhei glanced at Jiang Lai. He originally wanted to ask what the other party wanted this for, but when he looked sideways, he saw the black-haired young man's expression of "You're really useless".

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

Matsuda Jinpei: "...Wait, what's your expression?"

"Ah? I don't have any expression." Jiang Lai's dead fish eye replied.

"Hey, something like [What do you want] is clearly written on your face!"

"Oh, is that so?"

Matsuda Jinpei: ...you should try to argue seriously or cover it up!Too perfunctory!

The black curly-haired man took a deep breath, put on the sunglasses in his coat pocket again, and asked by the way, "Why do you want a bomb from me?"

"I wanted to throw it back, blow up the upper part of the gate, and collapse to block the gate." Jiang Lai responded, "in case Samuster sends someone out from the main gate to chase us down."

"Ah, it seems reasonable." Matsuda paused for a moment, "But the Pinot Noir is still in there?"

"It doesn't matter, since he can go in, he can come out. I trust him."

Matsuda Jinpei: This is not a problem that can be solved by believing it or not!The question is whether this institute has only one exit!

Although Pinot Noir is not a good person and has done various things to Hagi and Jiang Lai in the past, but as a teammate, if he abandons him hastily, he may be in trouble later.Matsuda Jinpei didn't plan to go back to support, but waiting and gathering still had to be done.

So Matsuda Jinpei asked, "Where do we wait for him?"

"At home." Jiang Lai replied immediately.

Matsuda Jinping:? ?

"A qualified tool, if you don't jump back into the toolbox by yourself, should you wait for the owner to clean it up?"

Matsuda Jinpei: ...What are you talking about, Jiang Lai, why can't I understand it!

And the tools need to be cleaned up by people, so jump back into the toolbox by yourself. This is the animation "Play ○ Story" or the thriller "An ○ Nar"!

Matsuda Jinpei, who was not a Tucao servant himself, was forced to take up the position of Tucao servant at this moment.

After calming down for a second, Matsuda Jinpei analyzed rationally.When that gentleman was brainwashing, he would definitely implant his own thoughts in Jiang Lai's mind. It seems that the gentleman implanted his own instrumental thought into Jiang Lai.

Although Jiang Lai has taken preventive medicine in advance and still retains some of his own thinking, it has been affected to some extent, coupled with his current salty fish mentality... It feels that the other party is very happy to use tool people in exchange for Leisurely.

Matsuda Jinpei let out a breath from the bottom of his heart.

Is it because you were too tired before, Jiang Lai?So you who put down all your responsibilities at this time, do you want to rest?

Jiang Lai continued to walk forward, without any intention of slowing down: "Anyway, after the assembly, we will go back to our respective houses. Why don't we skip the assembly step and go directly to our respective houses—waiting is very tiring."

"..." Matsuda Zhangping opened his mouth, his black eyes staring at the opponent's back.

Jiang Lai stopped in his tracks and turned his head before Matsuda Jinping could speak: "Have you got the information yet?"

"Ah, I got it." Matsuda Jinhei pulled out a folded piece of paper from his pocket, "The latest data from the laboratory."

"I got this." Jiang Lai stuffed the information he was carrying in his arms to Matsuda Jinpei, "You go back to the organization and hand it in."

Although Jiang Lai really wanted to backhand the information in Matsuda Jinpei's hand, and then go to that gentleman with a full harvest, leaning down and waiting for praise and a pat on the head.But that gentleman said that he was not allowed to return to the organization without permission until he was notified.

Therefore, Jiang Lai could only imagine it silently in his heart, and then stuffed the information to Matsuda Jinpei in a muffled voice, asking the other party to hand it in.

It's also very good, praise and pats can be saved.Jiang Lai thought.It also saves you the trouble of organizing trips.

"Okay, I'll hand it in." Matsuda Jinping took a few steps, took the documents in Jiang Lai's hand, clamped them under the armpit of his left arm, then naturally raised his right hand and rubbed Jiang Lai's head, "It's hard work." gone."

"!"

Jiang Lai's pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly jumped a step to the side!

The curly-haired man paused, but his posture was still casual, with a lazy temperament all over him.He withdrew his hand naturally: "Cough, sorry, I offended."

——Matsuda Jinpei doesn't know how to read minds, so of course he doesn't know what Jiang Lai was thinking just now.But he could sense the other person's slightly depressed mood, so he subconsciously rubbed his head as before.

Different from the posture of the gentleman who caresses the pet, Matsuda Jinpei is a friendly and respectful rubbing of the head among friends, with a hint of jokes, encouragement, and comfort.

Jiang Lai, who was caught off guard by being touched on the head, was silent for two seconds, and then said: "You..."

——Can you recall it at a certain moment?Family members get along warmly and friends play with each other.

Matsuda Jinpei's sunglasses slipped down the bridge of his nose, revealing the eyes behind him.

"You, you won't stick something like a bug on my hair, will you?" Jiang Lai began to touch his hair, "It's hard to take it off, really, even if you put a bug, you still put it on your shoulder. "

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

Matsuda Jinpei: The atmosphere is gone!

The curly-haired man who choked on Jiang Lai's reply quickly replied: "No, I didn't put a bug on it. Why should I put this on!"

"The locator?"

"... Nothing, just a subconscious pat."

"Really, that's good." Jiang Lai lowered his arms, "Let's go, Canadian whiskey."

He walked in front, his warm brown eyes drooping down.

——Whether it was the other party pulling him in the research institute, or just rubbing his head, it faintly showed the familiarity between the two of them.Jiang Lai could sense it.

[Do you remember a little bit? ] That voice is speaking, 【Your past. 】

……maybe.There was no picture in Jiang Lai's mind, but he could feel the subconscious trust.

Speaking of which, the number of times this voice appears is now much higher than that of the faithful dog.

[Of course, because the loyal dog is an illusion of virtual division, and I am the real you. 】

[No matter how the outside world influences you, it won't erase the real you, will it? 】

Well.Jiang Lai tightened his hands in his pockets.

[It's been a long intermission, and it's almost time to get back to work.When everything is over, you can usher in real leisure. 】

【Everyone is waiting for you, Jiang Lai. 】

Jiang Lai couldn't recall who we were, but he deeply recognized these words in his heart.

- I have something to do.

These words slipped out of Jiang Lai's heart naturally.

At the same time, the voice in my head also sounded: [You have something that must be done. 】

On the way home, Jiang Lai did not forget to send a symbolic message of greetings and concern to Xiao Gong Shanyu, and then received a reply after going home for a brief rest.

【#小宫山悠#: Thank you Mr. Lai for your concern ~ I’m fine ww】

Oh, he's still alive.This guy really has his own methods.Jiang Lai rubbed his phone with his fingertips, and sent a few more verbal words of concern.

He didn't ask about Summerster.

In the evening, Akira Kurosawa was doing group homework at Xiao Heizi's house, and Jiang Lai turned on the TV at home to watch the news, which reported the accidental explosion and fire at the Samuster Research Institute, a famous scientist and social figure. In progress, the current situation is worrying.

Jiang Lai tilted his head and stuffed a grape into his mouth.

Even if Samuster didn't die in this [accident], he probably wouldn't live long. After all, the drug had deeply penetrated into his body, and Pinot Noir was not someone who would leave an escape route for his mortal enemy.

They probably left the scene after ensuring that the other party was dead, or had no ability to resist, and would not cause any disturbances.

Jiang Lai smiled.

That's really good, Komiyayama.He stroked his chin.That being the case, otherwise I should be a little more serious, from searching for videos on the Internet to actually teaching him how to make jam in person.

Thinking this way, he planned the follow-up process, then turned on his phone and sent an invitation message to Yuu Miyazaki.

[Are you free next Sunday?Let's make jam together, you choose the taste! *^v^*]

Although Jiang Lai raised his spirits, he planned to make jam with Xiao Gongshan Yu himself.But the plan still couldn't keep up with the changes. When Sunday came and the two of them took out the materials, Jiang Lai received a letter from the gentleman.

The gentleman asked Jiang Lai to prepare the latest work materials and go back to the organization.

The time limit not given by the other party is very loose. It stands to reason that Jiang Lai and Yuu Komiyayama can finish the jam and then return to the organization to reach a perfect distribution.

However, Jiang Lai certainly would not choose that perfect allocation, he raised his face and smiled apologetically: "What a coincidence, Xiao Gongshan, that gentleman is looking for me."

Just after washing the strawberries, the smile on Komiyama Yuu's face froze in high spirits.

"Let's talk about making jam another day."

"Laijun, wait..."

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Lai had already wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen without a second thought.

"..." Xiao Gongshan lowered his head, his light beige hair covered his eyes.

The next second, Jiang Lai stepped back into the kitchen, and Xiao Gongshan looked at him with bright purple eyes.

"Um, did you come here today by car? My car is under maintenance." Jiang Lai scratched his cheek with his index finger.

"So, can I trouble you to drive me back to the organization?" The black-haired young man smiled softly and brightly, "I want to see that gentleman soon."