Inside the cargo ship, in a hidden compartment, 026, wearing a silver-gray tight suit, was sitting in front of the instrument panel, pecking away like a chicken...
Lyu’s projection appeared beside him, gently clearing his throat.
hurriedly sat up straight, his tongue sweeping over the drool at the corner of his mouth, his big eyes shining brightly, saying, "I wasn’t asleep."
Lyu chuckled scoldingly, "The boss was almost swallowed whole by the supermodified people! How could you possibly sleep!"
"Hehe, the journey was too long," 026 mumbled, "I rushed over nonstop, and no matter how hard I work, the boss can’t see it... What’s the situation now?"
"The boss has contacted the Asexual God Envoy, there were some disturbances, but it’s stable at this stage."
Lyu posted two surveillance screenshots.
pointed at the girl wearing a golden mask and asked, "Who is she? Why is she sitting next to the boss, while that asexual freak is sitting in front?"
"We haven’t found any information on her," Lyu said gloomily, "For the Emperor Star Circle, the intelligence we have is really too little. I’m still worried, according to the last prediction, the White Ghost is going to report on officials within the Emperor Star Circle next, but we still don’t know which one to report on."
"Uh, didn’t we prepare in advance?"
"Of course not," Lyu laughed, "The prediction was just bluffing, but now we have to make that bluff a reality."
026’s mouth twitched slightly.
"Get to work," Lyu reminded, "Your identity has already been settled, an employee of the Molly Miss Mining Group, here for some sightseeing, and later you’re supposed to deliver some intelligence to the boss."
"Remember, since we’re using the Molly Miss Mining Group as cover, we can’t let anything go wrong," Lyu advised with concern, "The group’s roots are over with Wind; if anyone becomes suspicious, Wind’s foundation could be at risk of exposure."
nodded seriously, and her previously relaxed demeanor turned tense.
"Wake up, we’ve arrived."
The girl’s clear voice made Yang Ming slowly open his eyes.
Outside the car window was a high-rise building with a sign for some military hospital at the front.
Yang Ming glanced at the masked girl beside him, his expression somewhat indifferent. Then he looked toward the front passenger seat, warmth flooding his eyes.
"Do I really have to go in there, Bryant?"
The girl next to him snorted, "You only have eyes for Bryant, yet you’ve only met once or twice. Do you think that’s normal?"
"Oh, isn’t that normal?" Yang Ming turned to look at the girl, "We appreciate each other and share an obsessive love for deduction."
Bryant merely smiled slightly, got out of the car first, then opened Yang Ming’s door, smiling as he said, "Let’s go see the psychologist, so everyone can rest easy. Afterward, I’ll take you for a fun time at the Fire Suppression Festival."
"I feel very healthy, it’s your captain who’s making a fuss over nothing."
The masked girl cursed, growing more annoyed the more she thought about it. She lifted her foot to kick Yang Ming, though naturally without much force.
Yang Ming frowned, glanced at the girl, then got out of the back seat, leaving behind just one remark: "Vulgar woman."
The girl’s gaze was murderous.
Yang Ming looked at the hospital entrance ahead, sighing lightly in his heart.
His greatest fear was having his blood drawn. However, seeing a psychologist shouldn’t involve blood drawing.
Well, if they do draw blood, then let the place flood with blood.
The girl suddenly spoke, "Bryant, you stay behind, I’m worried you’ll influence those psychologists."
Bryant looked helpless but complied.
As Yang Ming was led into the hospital by the girl, his silhouette gradually disappearing, Bryant’s smile faded.
His fists slowly clenched, his expression briefly resembling a snake ready to strike with venom.