In the middle of the night, the central hospital was silent, broken by the occasional cough or two of patients.

At this time, Wilson's private office was still brightly lit, and Wilson, with his crumpled hands like tree bark, was studying an electronic book, which was full of research materials.

Originally, he thought that the person who was most likely to stimulate the abnormal reaction should be Pei Zixu, but now among the two people who woke up, only Ling Si had an abnormal reaction, and Pei Zixu was no different from a normal person. Ryūji is the only one of the few patients he can wake up who has stimulated his abilities, but unfortunately, due to the strength behind Ryoji's own back, with his current status, he really can't prevent Ryoji from being discharged from the hospital.

Now not only did he not understand the ability of the Mausoleum, but he also watched this precious real yàn body leave him, and he might even face the danger of being recognized by the Mausoleum.

Thinking of this, Welson's brows furrowed, and the hand holding the electronic book burst out.

"Bang, bang, bang" Hearing a knock on the door, Wilson put down the electronic notebook in his hand vigilantly, and asked in a hoarse and low voice, "Who?" ”

"Doctor is me, Zhou Ming."

Even when he heard the voice of his assistant, Wilson did not let his guard down, and opened the door only after the surveillance at the door confirmed his identity.

"What's the matter?"

A young man in a white robe came in at the door, looked at Welson with a strange look in his eyes, and said with a smile: "What's the matter?" This is to ask the doctor what you have done. ”

Although it was this person who stood up to his assistant's face and voice, Wilson had already sensed that the situation was abnormal, and his eyes flickered: "Who are you?" ”

"Hahaha, who am I? Did the Doctor forget about me so quickly? ”

The man raised his hand and pressed the button next to his ear with his slender index finger, and the virtual mask closed to reveal his true appearance.

"You're Pei ......, no, you're Hill? Hill Bugie. Wilson's tone turned into a doubt, and Wilson, who already knew the identity of the comer, had a pair of eyes that the boss couldn't hide his fear at this time.

Hill's face is exquisite, his eyes are charming, and the corners of his mouth are lightly picked, which is incompatible with the white robe of an ascetic doctor.

"I'm so happy, Doctor! You still remember my name, but you've done so much to me, you won't forget it! It's been a long time since I've heard someone call me by that name. The voice was cheerful and not fake, as if Wilson could not see his fear.

Wilson suppressed his fear of Ciel, and pretended to inadvertently sweep over the electronic notebook that had just been placed on the table, trying to find a topic to distract Ciel, while turning slightly to block Ciel's view. Put the trembling hand behind your back and move it far towards the e-notebook.

"Why are you here? Is it to get revenge on me? ”

"Hahaha, why am I here? That's where the doctor comes in. Hill's unbridled laughter echoed throughout the office, seemingly unconcerned about getting the attention of the others.

Wilson looked at the reckless Hill, and became more and more nervous.

Hill looked around the office, and finally his eyes fell on Wilson, and he pressed towards him.

"Doctor, you really don't know how to cherish it, after the disbandment of the research group, you worked hard to hide your identity and give you a stable life. But what about you, a good brain doctor should not go against their expectations, and actually secretly do some research. ”

Wilson looked at Hill who was slowly approaching, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, he turned his head to avoid Hill's staring gaze, and pretended to be calm: "I don't know what you're talking about, what are you here for?" ”

"Don't you know? I can sue you! Although Hill's words are extremely gentle, as long as you look in his eyes, you know that he is not motivated by good intentions.

Hill used his white sleeve to gently wipe Wilson's forehead covered with cold sweat, and when Wilson's hand was only a centimeter away from the electronic notebook, Hill instantly held Wilson's arm, and an electric current flowed out of his palm.

Wilson reached for his hand and was paralyzed by the shock.

At this time, Hill looked at Wilson's eyes with coldness and danger, like a cold viper.

Hill smiled brightly as he watched the fear pour out of Wilson's eyes, and when Wilson's hand regained consciousness, he silently twisted Wilson's hand behind his back, twisting Wilson's dry bark-like hand by 180 degrees.

"Ahh Ahh

Hearing Wilson's shout, Hill became more and more excited to pick up the electronic book on the table and see the information on the Ryō displayed on it.

Name: Ryoji

Gender: Male

Identity: President of Ling's Family

Cause: Fatal attack on the brain and coma

Duration of coma: 397 days

Admission time: 02:54 on July 23, 2116

Awakening: August 24, 2117 at 18:54

Test Result: Abnormal reaction

Special Ability Detailed Analysis: Unknown

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"Is this your new guinea pig? What a pathetic fellow. Ciel shook his head, but his tone was not sympathetic.

Hill took the e-book and shook it in front of Welson's eyes, "That's what I'm here for." ”

Then he put the electronic notebook in his pocket, and looked at Wilson's eyes suddenly became fierce and sharp, like a poisoned knife.

Wilson ignored his fear of Hill at this time, and was bent on thinking about the research materials that Hill had put in his pocket, his eyes were full of despair, was his research going to be destroyed this time?

Hill looked at Wilson who was ignoring him, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the hand holding Wilson suddenly let go, letting Wilson's severed hand hang down by itself, pinching Wilson's neck, and slowly tightening it hard.

"Revenge? If only I had come for this, then I would be able to use electric shocks with impunity and give you a taste of what it feels like to still feel in your brain after your whole body is burned. ”

Wilson was held by Hill's neck, struggling weakly, his face flushed.

After seeing Welson suffocate and unconscious, Hill let go and threw Wilson to the ground, stepped over him without mercy, pressed the virtual mask in his ear to open the office door, and motioned for two other people dressed as nurses to come in.

One of the nurses didn't look at Hill either, and said in a ruthless tone, "003, you're moving too slowly. ”

Hill put away all the love on his face, walked out of the door and guarded the two as they passed by, Hill's eyes were ambiguous, but his tone was cold and whispered in the nurse's ear: "It's not your turn to come to me, B-grade superior 064." I didn't expect you to wear this nurse's uniform, which is quite suitable, obviously a power system. ”

After listening to this, 064 clenched his fists, his face was not angry but he did not dare to refute.

Whoever makes the organization hierarchical, except for those who control their power of life and death, all the supernatural people only have numerical code names. Their numerical code names all represent their rank in the organization, and if they are not strong enough, they can only be ruthlessly crushed, not only must they obey orders unconditionally, but they can also have little access to the internal secrets of the organization.

064 and another nurse saw Wilson lying on the ground, and carried the man onto the hospital bed without changing his face, covering it with a white cloth, and the three of them took Wilson from the hospital bed silently.

Hill, who was sitting in the stealth speeder, took out the electronic book in his pocket, changed the original password, and then began to look through Welson's research materials.

After reading them one by one, when he turned to Pei Zixu's information, Hill stopped.

The slender fingers caressed the photos on the profile, the familiar eyebrows, the familiar nose, as similar as looking in the mirror.

The only difference is that the lazy and decadent eyes in the photo are still clear, and compared to myself, these eyes are too innocent, like beautiful flowers planted in a greenhouse that are not familiar with the world and are cared for.

Hill slashed at those eyes with his index finger, why can everyone live so willfully, only him, only he is not remembered by anyone.

Why can a fake get better than him? Obviously, all the fakes were burned.

After Hill wrote down all Pei Zixu's information, he looked at the other two, one was concentrating on driving a flying car, and the other 064 was monitoring Welson, and Hill quietly pressed the delete button under Pei Zixu's information.

He can't get happiness, and no one wants to be happy.

Although 064 had been pretending to be spying on Welson, he had actually been keeping an eye on Hill's movements, and he had taken all the actions of Hill back to him.

Although this organization seems to be hierarchical and orderly, in fact, everyone has a ghost in their hearts. Either bent on breaking away from the organization, or trying to eradicate those who came before them to climb up.

Just like Ciel's approach was clearly against the rules, the top few Adepts seemed to be the most obedient to orders, but it was unknown what kind of distorted faces were hidden under their obedient exteriors.

But after seeing what they looked like when they were on a mission, no one dared to provoke them.

This is the first time 064 has been on a mission with Hill, the third-ranked person, and the most harmless person who usually looks harmless among so many Abilities is Hill, with a beautiful face like an angel and eyes that are always smiling, and it is impossible to imagine him killing people.

But he was the one who spent the longest time in the organization and completed the most tasks, so how could he be as kind as he seemed on the surface.

When 064 deliberately provoked him just now, he was stabbed by his cold tone, and chills and fear rose from the bottom of his heart. He's obviously done so much training, but he can't even withstand 003's words, is this just the suppression caused by the difference in ability levels?

What kind of experience can make a person's eyes so cold?