The real wine is the stupid beauty possessed by the European emperor

"You can almost tell me what happened?"

After returning to the room, Xia Youjie chased after Wujo Wu and asked what happened before.

Ask why a good living person disappeared out of thin air, and then how did he run out of the wall.

Gojo Satoru lay on the bed with his arms pillowed on his head, and told what he had experienced.

In fact, it's not a big deal, but when he and the blond-haired man were walking to the kitchen, they seemed to have accidentally touched some button on the wall, or stepped on some button on the floor. It fell to a place that I don't know what it is.

Because he didn't feel the danger, Gojo Satoru didn't react too much, thinking that it would be the same if he went out later, but he didn't expect that he couldn't get out after entering!

Gojo Satoru fumbled on the wall for a long time, but still couldn't find any button to get out.

Thinking that they are here anyway, it is better to take a walk and have a look.

Maybe this is the hiding place of their graduation exam spell spirits.

At first, he really had such an idea, but as he continued to explore inside, Gojo Satoru's face became more and more unhappy.

Not to mention the darkness around here, there are also spider silks everywhere, as if there are no traces left by anyone at all......

Even so, Wutiao Wu still kept a trace in his heart, and continued to explore the idea that there might be a curse spirit here.

There is no light in the dark passage, the terrain is complicated, there are up and down stairs and different forks, even experienced explorers may not be able to find the way out.

Gojo Satoru didn't know how long he groped here, probably more than an hour or nearly two hours, and finally, he couldn't take it anymore!

To the secret passage of his hammer!Destroy it directly!

So there was that kick.

Unexpectedly, after going around and around, he seemed to have returned to the original point.

"...That's it." Gojo Satoru said all he had just experienced.

It's really unlucky....I could drink sweet syrup, but I almost got lost, let alone desserts, and the person who made desserts was almost cold......

Combine that with the maid who died in the kitchen.

In summary, the kitchen is toxic!

Xia Youjie thought: "A secret passage? It's not surprising. After all, this building was built a long time ago. Maybe there is something in it. You can look for it tomorrow."

Forget it today, today is enough toss.

Who would have thought that today is not the real first day, so many things have already happened.

It feels like there will be more things to do tomorrow.

Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie had nothing else to say, and they both went back to their respective rooms.

Everyone slept soundly tonight, after being tormented all night, it is estimated that no one can regain their energy.

However.......Life always has exceptions.

When it was almost dawn, the literary girl wearing glasses came to the kitchen again. With a mobile phone in her hand, she walked into the secret passage that was kicked out of a big hole by Gojo Satoru.

All organs and buttons are useless, and none of them are as real as this kick!

The literary girl wearing glasses pulled out the flashlight of her mobile phone and stepped into the dark passage. She glanced behind her vigilantly and made sure that there was no one behind her before continuing to walk forward.

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.........

On the other side, Rum was sitting on a chair with his hands crossed in front of his chest, looking over his eyes.

On the empty table in front of him was his own mobile phone, as if he was waiting for some news.

However, the news did not arrive, but another voice that was not very pleasant.

"Cough cough...cough cough cough!"

There was a violent cough, and Rum opened his eyes.

"Are you all right?"

Boss has no way to speak, coughing all the time, very uncomfortable.

Rum stood beside Boss's bed with a glass of boiled water in his hand, with a blank expression on his face, waiting for Boss to finish coughing and then handing over the water glass in his hand.

After a while, the holiday returned to calm.

Rum said lightly: "Please be sure to keep yourself safe."

After finishing speaking, he respectfully sent the water glass up.

Boss has regained his composure, and he also saw the water glass that had been put on his hand, but he just didn't reach out to take it.

Rum got it.

He raised his head and drank more than half of the water in the glass. All movements of his hands stopped, and after a few seconds, he passed the water glass over again.

This time the boss came next, but he only took a small sip.

"My body...is really on the verge of failing." Boss's tone was calm, as if he was talking about a very common thing.

Rum comforted him: "Please don't say that, you are still very healthy."

"Heh—" the flattering words made Boss feel ridiculous when he heard them, "I'm a big man, and I'm not afraid to show off when I lie."

"Everything I told Boss is the truth."

Boss didn't respond.

Why worry about whether it is true or not?

The two have known each other for such a long time, is there still not much talk about the truth?

Boss asked: "Is there still no news from Shirley?"

Rum replied: "Our people are still searching with all their strength."

The boss asked again: "Where is the customs? Is the inspection loose? Is Tumen Kanghui dead? Is the flame of the clear attribute useful?"

Rum replied again: "The customs are not afraid to carry out the experiment for the time being, and they are even more afraid that it will make the other party's suspicion more and more serious. Tumen Kanghui has always been in the police hospital, which is one of the high-level secrets of the neon. We still have no There is no way to detect it. The experimental subjects shipped from Italy before are almost used up, and there is still no progress."

With one bad news after another, Boss threw the glass in his hand and hit Rum heavily on the forehead.

Not only did Rum not dodge, he didn't even blink his eyes, he just resisted with his head.

Boss roared: "This one doesn't work! That one doesn't work! What else can you do?!"

"Please calm down, it's not good for your health."

Boss was trembling with anger: "You... bastard! You..."

As he spoke, Boss suddenly became short of breath, his chest heaved up and down, and the equipment next to him issued a shrill alarm.

Rum still didn't panic, he quickly opened the first drawer of the bedside table next to Boss's bed, took out a needle tube containing blood, and deftly injected it into the blood vessel in the middle of Boss' elbow.

After all the blood in the needle was pumped in, Boss's breathing slowly returned to calm.

Rum threw the used syringe into the trash can next to it.

This trash can is cleaned every day, and it's not even noon yet, but there are already two empty needles in the trash can.

Is it because the Boss's body can no longer drag on, or is there something wrong with Lin?

There is no way to prove this doubt, because Rum himself is fine.

In fact, he himself has no way to prove anything, he has only fought once.

Boss knew that Rum must have seen the needle in the trash can, so he didn't hide anything: "Whether it's drug resistance or has reached the limit, I really don't know, my dream has not been fulfilled, I can't die. "

Rum asked: "Please give me your order."

Boss said: "Send out the best intelligence agent in your hands except Belmode! Use all your combat power to capture Shirley back!"

"Yes." Rum agreed very calmly.

Anyway, it was like this every time. Whenever something went wrong with his body, he would go to Shirley like crazy or think of some other way. He was used to it.

The frequency of such things happening is not too small, but every time people survived, it has been like this until now,

However, what was different this time was that the Boss issued a new order.

"Gathering the medical team together, my health is getting worse and worse. It can be seen that the effect of the injection on me has been negligible."

"You mean..." Rum guessed what the boss was going to do in an instant.

Boss's tone was cold: "Organizations don't support idlers! Over the years, I have been affectionate and righteous to him, but what has he done to me?! I have endured enough! Go and act!"

Rum knew that it would be useless to talk too much, but he was still more or less surprised by the decision made by Boss.

He still agreed without any emotion.

Boss waved his hand, meaning to let him back down.

Rum walked out of the Boss' residence, and he didn't forget to check his phone again. Finally, the text message he was waiting for came.

【found it. 】

Those three short words directly brightened Rum's mood.

He responded to the text message right away.

【Action according to the arranged plan. ——Rum]

After a while, the other party replied:

【Yes. 】

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The next morning, Mingri Xianglin stretched her limbs and slowly opened her eyes.

It is very comfortable to sleep after being particularly sleepy or tired!

It's like being fully charged!

Tomorrow Xianglin was about to get up, but her arms seemed to be restrained by something, and she lay back on the bed again.

Looking down, he found that Master Gin's hand was firmly grasping his wrist.

Tomorrow Xianglin exerted a little strength and twisted twice, but she didn't move at all.

He was a little anxious.

Not because he has something important to do, but because he needs to go to the bathroom!

Help help!

But speaking of it... the sleeping Gin-sama is still so handsome!

Perhaps because of closing his eyes, Gin has a slightly mixed-race face, more angular, with deep brows and eyes, handsome and handsome.

Asuka Lin looked at the other person's face as if fascinated.

The line of sight is from the eyebrows to the high bridge of the nose, and then to the pursed lips of Mr. Gin Jiu......

Tomorrow Xianglin felt like she was an old pervert!

Never mind never mind!

Aren't they all relatives and friends anyway?

Master Gin can do this, so I can do it too!

Asuka Lin closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, she lowered her head little by little, feeling as if she was about to touch it.

Qin Jiu, who had woken up earlier, grabbed Ming Ri Xianglin's shoulders, and pinned him down, instantly turning his position upside down.

Tomorrow Xianglin pouted: "Excessive! How can Mr. Gin Jiu pretend to be asleep!"

Gin doesn't care about that, he just wants to know: "What were you doing just now?"

Xianglin's face turned red tomorrow, and he stammered, "No... I didn't do anything..."

Just tasted a bit of gin last night, as if it was the first time a wolf cub tasted meat, he lowered his head and bit towards the prey without saying a word.

Tomorrow Xianglin was so dazed by the kiss, her eyes were distracted, her lips were crystal clear, revealing a natural bloodshot red.

There seemed to be a stormy sea hidden in Qin Jiu's eyes, and he was about to lower his head again——

Tomorrow Xianglin said pitifully, "Master Gin..."

Gin stopped with a good temper, wanting to hear what the other party had to say.

"I'm going to the toilet QAQ"

People have three urgencies!I really can't hold it anymore! QQ

Gin:......

Give him back his vibe....