Incorrect use of inhibitors

Chapter 22

Jin Xiaoxiao refused to let Rhea go, but considering the hidden dangers of riding a motorcycle through the unsafe area late at night, Jing Hai decided to stay overnight.

Rhea didn't give him a good face, and dragged Jin Xiaoxiao upstairs. When the door was closed, the chandelier on the first floor shook.

Compared with Rhea's indifference and obvious dislike, Lao Jin's enthusiastic attitude made Jing Hai uncomfortable: "Jing team, haven't you eaten yet? Xiao, heat up the soup and stir-fry two dishes. I'll have a drink with Jing team." .”

Jing Hai hurriedly got up to stop Yang Xiao: "Don't bother, I ate on the plane."

"Then drink, drink, I am easy to make friends." Lao Jin smiled and beckoned him to sit down, "Xiao, bring me that bottle of 30-year-old Laojiao."

Yang Xiao smiled at Jing Hai, turned around and ran to the basement.He could tell that Lao Jin treated Jing Hai's appearance as his son-in-law's visit, and greeted everyone who was good, as if he was afraid that his daughter would fall into his hands.

Yes, he thought.Rhea had been alone for so long, and finally had someone who looked good, talented, capable and physically fit to catch up. In order to fulfill Lin Huan's entrustment, Lao Jin had to do his best.

"That's it, I'll drink less, and I have to get up early tomorrow."

Holding down Lao Jin's pouring hand, Jing Hai politely prevented the other party from filling up the glass in front of him.It's not that he doesn't drink, it's just that he is in a state where he may have to go on missions anytime and anywhere all year round. If he drinks too much, he will easily miss things.

Tomorrow was his only day off every month, so he hung up the phone and flew over on the nearest flight.To say that Rhea is enough to make people worry, he ran out of the unsafe zone on a motorcycle for less than [-] kilometers with his injuries, and he didn't feel at ease if he didn't bring him back in person.

After taking a sip of his wine, Lao Jin asked with a smile: "Team Beijing, how old are you this year? How many people are in your family? Have you bought a house? How much is your annual salary?"

With a sip of wine choking in his throat, Jing Hai's expression was slightly awkward.When they come up, they check their household registration and ask about their annual salary, which is almost the same as the father-in-law's trial of his son-in-law.

"I am 31 years old and have no family. I grew up in an orphanage. I have four apartments, but they are not big. As for the annual salary..." He silently calculated, "If there are no special circumstances, it should be around one million."

"What do you mean by special circumstances?" Lao Jinxin said that a million yuan is not much, but it is enough to support a small family, and the most important thing is that they have four suites!

"Oh, the Property Management Bureau has crystal nucleus collection indicators, and bonuses will be distributed at the end of the year according to the completion ratio." Jing Hai knew what the other party wanted to ask next, and said frankly: "The bonuses range from tens of thousands to several million. Our team Usually held to the highest standard."

When Lao Jin heard this, he slapped his thigh happily—OK, he looks good enough to earn money, and his age is also suitable. Rhea followed him and ordered that he should not be wronged!

He slapped Jing Hai's eyebrows on his thigh, thinking that there might be something wrong with this uncle.

After a few sips of wine, Lao Jin has completely regarded Jing Hai as "one of his own", regardless of whether the other party is interested or not, he insists on pulling others to observe his collection.

The collection is housed in a compartment in the basement with iris readers on the door locks.Jing Hai has no hobby of collecting collections, and he has no interest in other people's collections, but seeing Lao Jin's high spirits, he doesn't want to spoil other people's interest.

After unlocking the door, Lao Jin proudly showed him his treasure house.

Jing Hai's eyes moved slightly.Rows of guns of various styles are neatly hung on the wall. Most of them are middle-aged, and they have a long history, and they glow coldly under the spotlights.

"I used to be a mechanic, but I actually wanted to do weapon research and development, so I liked to think about guns." Lao Jin took off a revolver from the wall and handed it to Jing Hai, "Look at this, isn't it exciting?"

Most combatants have a soft spot for guns and cold weapons, and Jinghai is no exception.Holding the gun in his hand and looking at it repeatedly, he saw that it was a real thing that had been carefully maintained, and the bullets were loaded and ready to use.

After flicking the wheel and retracting it, Jing Hai raised the gun and tilted his head to compare the front sight, and said: "Magnam 629, this must have a history of 300 years, and it is almost impossible to find any usable ones."

"Know the goods." Lao Jin smiled, "If you like it, I will give it to you."

"No, no, it's too precious, I can't take away people's love."

Jing Hai immediately declined.You don't get paid for nothing, and there's nowhere to find bullets.He casually turned over the gun flower and handed the gun back to Lao Jin with the handle forward.This is a standard requirement for handing a gun, no matter whether it has bullets or not, the muzzle of the gun must not be pointed at the person receiving the gun.

Lao Jin's eyes froze, he took the gun in a daze, then turned around and took off another "boa constrictor" and handed it to Jing Hai: "Look at this one again."

Feeling the smooth wooden handle, Jing Hai nodded, and handed it back to Lao Jin with the handle forward as usual: "It feels good in the hand, a good thing."

This time Lao Jin saw it for real - Jing Hai's way of turning guns and flowers was different from his and most people's.Normally, the tip of the gun is to use the index finger and middle finger to shake the gun head, but Jing Hai uses the ring finger and little finger to push the handle of the gun.Of course, there is no standard action requirement for this thing, it all depends on personal habits.

The reason why he was shocked by Jing Hai's inconspicuous little action was because among the people he knew, only Lin Huan was so flirtatious.Lin Huan's little finger is relatively long, and she is more flexible in controlling the gun than ordinary people, and she doesn't even delay shooting when flipping the gun.

He stared at Jing Hai's right hand, the more he looked at it, the more it looked like Lin Huan's.

Jing Hai thought that Lao Jin was looking at the light shield exciter, and as a courtesy, he took off the exciter and handed it to the other party: "You are engaged in technology, you should know this, the light shield exciter."

Lao Jin suddenly came back to his senses, responded vaguely, took over the exciter and pretended to study it.It stands to reason that such a precious item would be rare for a while if it is held in one's hand, but today his attention is all on Jing Hai's finger, and this trigger is no different to him from an ordinary ring.

Lao Jinzai carefully scrutinized Jinghai's face by covering up the light research exciter, but he couldn't find any similarities with Lin Huan except for the proportion of facial features.He pretended to look for light again, walked to Jing Hai's side, and glanced behind Jing Hai's ear.The facial micro-sculpture technology is very mature, but it is still necessary to use a knife behind the ear to lift the skin to expose the skeletal muscles.

But there is no scar on the part of Jing Hai's ear that connects to the scalp.

——What are you thinking, he can't be Lin Huan, he's too young.

Lao Jin returned the exciter to Jing Hai: "Team Jing, can you open my eyes, I haven't seen a light shield yet."

Jing Hai stretched out his hand outside the door, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the light blue lightsaber suddenly "unsheathed".The energy field formed by the high-speed particles caused the air to vibrate. Even if it was more than one meter away, Lao Jin could truly feel the amazing force field emitted by the seemingly cold weapon and the power of the controller.

"You're really hiding something, Team Beijing." He praised sincerely.

Putting away the light shield, Jing Hai nodded politely.His ears were already callused after hearing such words, and he no longer deliberately humbled himself.Excessive modesty is pride, which is annoying.

"Okay, let's go upstairs and rest early." Lao Jin held Jing Hai's hand and shook it vigorously, "It's a pleasure meeting you as a friend."

"Me too."

Jing Hai felt a little pain from being clenched.

Lying on the bed, Lao Jin tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.When he first shook Jing Hai's hand, why did he feel like Lin Huan when he held it, and the doubts that had dissipated came back to his mind.

Yang Xiao woke up and saw that he was still turning pancakes, and patted him back, asking, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

Lao Jin stared at the ceiling, and it took him a long time to squeeze out some movement: "I just watched Jing Hai flip guns, and Lin Huan's movements are exactly the same."

Yang Xiao stared at her husband's side face in the dark, and after a while raised her hand to smooth the other's slightly frowned brow, "Don't think about it, they are colleagues, if Jing Hai is really Lin Huan, it will take so long for Leia to find out ?”

"Apart from Lin Huan, who else does Leah see? You have seen his attitude towards Jing Hai." Lao Jin patted Yang Xiao's hand, "Stop talking, go to sleep."

He turned his back and faced Yang Xiao, looking at the closed bedroom door.On such an unremarkable night many years ago, he was awakened by a knock on the door in his sleep——

Before opening the door, Lao Jin yawned and glanced at his watch—two o'clock in the morning.

Lin Huan entered the room and sat on the sofa in the living room without saying a word.The back that was usually as straight as a steel plate was arched like a boiled shrimp, the head was almost buried in the knee, the five fingers of the left hand were tangled in the platinum hair, and the back of the hand was full of veins.

He had never seen him so depressed before, and Lao Jin couldn't help guessing that the matter might be serious, his sleepy mind immediately woke up, and asked cautiously: "What happened?"

Lin Huan threw the document bag she brought on the coffee table, and let out a sigh of relief.Lao Jin picked up the file bag and turned it over, and saw that the seal with the word "confidential" had been torn.After weighing it, he opened the seal and took out the documents inside.

It's about the "Chaoxiong Project" file, and it stands to reason that he shouldn't read it at his level, but since it was brought by Lin Huan, he doesn't have to worry about any accidents.He flipped through it, and it recorded the action plan for canceling the base, destroying test objects and data due to the termination of the plan. It was very detailed and looked familiar.

Turning to the page of the name list of executives, Lao Jin's eyes widened: "This...it's not that time...the time you saved me..."

Lifting her head from her palm, Lin Huan looked at him with an unusually empty gaze.

In their system, the overall mission plan is never notified to the front-line executives, and it is only today that Lao Jin knows that his original actions are related to the finishing work of the Chaoxiong project.He was going to disassemble the equipment that day. There were tens of millions of instruments, and it was impossible to just throw them away.

It was this mission that made him and Lin Huan life-and-death friends.There was a problem with the console that transferred the experimental subject that day, and it was stuck and called him to go over for repairs.He disassembled the panel and found that two wires were reversed after inspection. He didn't expect to hear a "bang" sound as soon as he pulled out one.

The machine has shorted out.

This made the steel cage door of the orc suddenly lose its pressure value, and he was exposed to three strengthened adult orcs without protection.Lin Huan was the first to rush into the laboratory when he heard the alarm. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Lao Jin would never have believed that someone could break the cervical spine of an orc with bare hands.

One against three, Lin Huan's eyes were full of murderous aura, as if Shura was alive.

While looking at the mission records, Lao Jin asked Lin Huan for no reason: "It's been more than ten years, why did you suddenly find this out?"

Without directly answering his question, Lin Huan took out an exquisite silver ring box from his pocket, turned it in his hand, and said with lowered eyes, "I'm going to propose to Rhea."

Proposal?Lao Jin was even more confused, what a wonderful thing!How can it be like having a funeral?

Lin Huan stood up and walked over to open the window, staring at the dark night, her formerly flat shoulders curved heavily, as if carrying an invisible mountain.

He sighed, "Go ahead and look back."

Lao Jin lowered his head and turned his head, and when he saw the back, his brows were tightly knit together.It was not only the items in the base that were wiped out, but also the core researchers who used to work on the super male project in the base.In that long "cleaning" list, every name was like a silent accusation printed in blood.

"Yu Weiya, Lei Xinlan."

After repeating the two names on the list, Lin Huan suddenly took half a step back, opened her arms and threw the ring box into the dark night decisively.

"They are Rhea's parents."