[Tutor] Lost

"... Abel is not pregnant."

After reading a lot of terms, Cliff came to this conclusion, "He was checked when he entered the intelligence agency. His physical injuries are very serious. It is impossible for him to have children of his own in his life."

Gang Ji finally knew where the sense of disobedience came from, he opened his mouth, his voice was dry.

"...Abel...does he know?"

"Do not."

Cliff shook his head, "We didn't tell him." At first it was out of sympathy, but now... Maybe it's a good excuse.

"That's right."

Tsuna's reaction was unexpectedly calm for Cliff. He smiled and looked at Arnold questioningly, "Chief?"

"You go back first."

Standing at the table looking through the documents, Arnold raised his eyes and glanced at Cliff lightly, "I still have something to do." He watched Gang Ji walk out the door with a twinkle in his eyes, but he didn't say anything after all.

"... Is there something wrong with Hosea?"

Glancing at Arnold, and then at the closed door, Cliff looked curious, "Are you having a fight?" As he spoke, he advised in a tone of someone who had experienced it, "Hosea has such a good temper, it must be you." What made him angry, why don’t you hurry up and coax him? You kid’s bad temper should also change, otherwise be careful and no one will want it!”

Arnold gave Cliff a white look.

"No."

"what?"

"I said—" Pursing his lips, Arnold explained angrily. He knew that the old man would not give up if he didn't explain, "He didn't quarrel with me."

Hearing this, Cliff was puzzled, "Then you are..."

"Something.

Too lazy to answer Cliff's mindless question, Arnold turned cold and said to end this topic.Always paying attention to Gang Ji's dynamics, Arnold certainly knows the reasons for the teenager's abnormality like the back of his hand, but knowing it doesn't mean he doesn't mind sharing it with others, not to mention, he is more or less annoyed by the teenager's abnormality.

...Is it worth it...Knowing the truth...

It's not easy to get angry with the righteous master, so Arnold's anger was swept on the gossip old man. He clasped the handcuffs with one hand, and blatantly threatened, "Say it!"

——In fact, he really hoped that the other party would refuse, so that he would have a reason to use force.

Biological instinct prompted Cliff to close his mouth, he waved his hand wildly and found a file folder, "Alas——!! Don't be so impulsive, young people, here are the things!"

"..."

Arnold felt a little regretful, he glanced at the content of the document, "This is what they want?" This is a research and development report on the latest inhibitor, a new project chaired by Cliff, because it is still in It is in the research and development stage, so its existence is still kept strictly confidential, so a proposal was drawn up and reported to the higher authorities.

"What's your tone?!"

Immediately annoyed, Cliff said, "Don't underestimate this thing, no matter what I say, it's an Alpha, and I still can't catch it! Those boys see this as their vision!"

Arnold just sneered.

"...Okay, okay, I admit that there is no result yet." Unable to withstand Arnold's mocking eyes, Cliff waved his hand weakly, "You know this thing is not easy to do, but you can't say that I have no results at all. Ah, at least someone has taken a fancy to it, which shows its value!"

Without rebuttal, Arnold glanced at the documents in his hand, and would try his best to get this thing out and smuggle it out. Obviously, there is value in this thing that they haven't discovered yet, and no one would want a pile of waste paper.Arnold is unwilling to admit that his vision is not as good as Abel's, but he has to admit that if Abel is not an Omega, he may become his powerful opponent in some aspects.

Cliff on the other end obviously thought the same thing.

"I've checked. The 'coach driver' who died on the street died of poisoning. The exact time is just half an hour later than Abel." After a pause, Cliff whispered, "You said, it would be Coincidence?"

--of course not.

Arnold didn't speak. Although Abel's strength was not enough to protect himself, just looking at his precise drug control technology, the entire intelligence agency couldn't find anyone who could surpass him. I'm afraid even Cliff dared not say he could match him.He didn't see this person's talent, and it would be a waste of money to dig it out.

"The mice in the bureau need to clean up."

Squinting his eyes, Arnold skipped the topic, regardless of which country Aibel belonged to, but being able to know such secrets can only show that there are spies in the Intelligence Bureau.

"Ah, especially my side." Lighting a cigarette, Cliff bit his mouth, and the smoke blocked his eyes.

After staying still for so long, the kids thought he had become a vegetarian. He really needs to show his presence, otherwise it would be bad for the little devils to climb on his head, "I'll come here, you side--"

"Don't worry about it."

"Yes, yes, I don't dare to do it for you~" With a cigarette in his mouth, Cliff thought for a while, "Don't you tell Hosea the truth?" Seeing Abel's death with his own eyes, with Hosea's mind, it is impossible not to care.

After a while of silence, Arnold lowered his eyes, "The kid knows."

"what?"

******

"Palma?"

Slightly taken aback, Gang Ji came back to his senses, "...is it?"

"You put too much sugar." Pointing to the custard under Tsunaji's hands, Lina looked at Gangji worriedly, "You look very bad, are you too tired, go and have a rest."

"Huh? Ah, it's..."

Subconsciously let go, the metal eggbeater fell into the bowl, splashed some liquid, and pressed the forehead with the back of a slightly cleaner hand, Tsuna just shook his head, "It's just that I didn't sleep well."

"Didn't sleep well?" Taking over the job in Tsunayoshi's hand, Lina quickly beat the eggs and said while adding other ingredients, "Why? What happened? If you just have insomnia, drinking a glass of milk before going to bed will help a little."

Tsuna didn't like the taste of milk very much, but she didn't refuse Lina's kindness.

What's more, if Lina asked deeply, how would he explain the cause of insomnia?

After a while, the batter was processed, Lina stuffed it into the oven, and patted Gangji on the shoulder, "Okay, go back to rest earlier if you feel uncomfortable, I will ask Anthony for leave for you, the old boy will not refuse It’s a holiday.” After thinking for a while, she picked up a basket beside her and put some bread and biscuits in it, “Take it, take it, when you’re growing up, you can’t eat more, Palma.”

"But I..." I can't eat that much.

She put on a face, and when Gangji took the basket helplessly, Lina smiled again, and said mercifully, "If you can't eat it, give it to others. Don't worry, my craftsmanship is pretty good." Na couldn't help imagining the scene where Arnold and Gang Ji were sharing dessert together, pink girly bubbles immediately filled her body, and she didn't even know when Gang Ji would leave.

He went back to the Intelligence Bureau with a basket of food in his arms, and greeted the people who came towards him politely, but Gang Ji's mind was not there.

He really didn't want to come back so early.

Once he came back here, he couldn't help but think of Abel who was no longer alive.

Abel is sincerely treating him well, and even if there are calculations later, it can't erase the good intentions of the past.Tsuna knew this, so he couldn't face the intelligence bureau without Abel.The people who had been together for so long suddenly disappeared, but everyone was used to it. Except for a few people in the logistics department and Danny asked, everyone forgot about Abel, as if he never existed.

How can this be?

Thinking blankly, Gang Ji rubbed his forehead again, his thoughts seemed to be in a dead end, his head was dizzy, and his brain was swollen and painful. He knew he needed to sleep well, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Not wanting to be alone, Gangji ran to Arnold's office to stand by.

Sitting in the corner blankly, he had a wooden face, his big eyes stared blankly in one direction, looking like a wooden stake.You Dai's baby-fat cheeks were slightly bulging, and coupled with his low breath, he looked like an awkward little devil no matter how you looked at it.

Arnold was a little uncomfortable.

More than one person has already expressly hinted that he should not bully children, and hastened to coax them.Those intelligence agents seem to have long forgotten how violent and terrifying their chief is. One or two are like Cliff. They wish they could teach them by example and share their experience with him, so that he knows how to chase talents correctly, how to Coax talent the fastest.There are even a few wretched ones, directly implying that Arnold "quarreled at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed".

Sure enough, the prestige has declined, Arnold thought, he was too lazy to explain that he would not shoot children.

"Come to my room tonight, Tsuna."

"Ugh?"

Suddenly being called, Gang Ji blinked blankly, Arnold was upset by his dull look, he didn't bother to explain, and his tone was slightly cold, "I remember."

"……Yes."

That night, after taking a bath and packing everything, Gangji put on a coat over his pajamas and ran to the door of Arnold's room.Arnold finished work very late every time, and it would be too late to wash up after Arnold came back, so Tsuna just got up from the bed.

He couldn't fall asleep anyway, thinking, Gangji knocked on the door, "Chief?"

"Come in."

With permission, Tsuna turned the doorknob, pushed the door open and walked in.

Hearing about Arnold's control over the bedroom from Cliff, Tsuna was a little nervous the moment he opened the door.

The layout of the room is as simple as it is, a desk, a bed, a small bookcase, a wardrobe, plus a chair, there are no extra decorations, it feels cold and unpopular.Arnold was sitting on that armchair, holding a thick book in his hand. The content of the book seemed to attract him so much that he didn't even look up when Gangji came in.

"Well, what's the matter, Chief?"

Not daring to look further, Gang Ji stood cautiously by the door. Although it was the end of April, it was still relatively cold at midnight, and he had already begun to miss his warm bed.

Arnold pointed to the bed.

Looking along the past, Gang Ji looked at the neatly stacked quilts on the blue sheets, dazed.After waiting for a long time without further instructions, Gang Ji couldn't help but say, "Well, Chief—" Looking over with calm and emotionless eyes, he couldn't help shrinking his neck, and finished speaking hesitatingly , "...well, what do you want me to do?"

Staring at Gangji for a while, Arnold sighed, as if he felt helpless about Gangji's IQ, and directly instructed, "Go over there."

"Yes."

Walking to the bed with an inexplicable face, Gangji took off his shoes and coat at the request of Arnold's instructions and actions, and lay down on the bed and covered him with a quilt.

Wait! Something is wrong!

With a blank face, Tsuna asked again, "...so what exactly are you doing?"

Arnold glanced at Gang Ji, and the blatant contempt inside made Gang Ji inexplicably guilty, and couldn't help but reflect on whether there was really a problem with his IQ.In the midst of deep reflection in his mind, Gang Ji heard Arnold calmly say, "Help me warm the bed—what do you think it is."

"puff!"

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...Actually, the chief's purpose is very pure~ It's not a fight at the head of the bed and a fight at the end of the bed wwwww