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To put it simply: the people of the city of bl call their city "La Villelumière", which means "City of Light". Light has always been the embodiment of God in the minds of Westerners, perhaps because they think they are closer to God.

The daytime here is fashionable and leisurely, not as hurried as the first-tier cities in China, and every minute is rushed. BL people enjoy the tranquility of this life more, even if they are busy with work, they also enjoy it very much.

The Champs-Élysées has a variety of shops where visitors from all over the world buy their favourite items every day.

And Jason also came to this world-famous Champs-Élysées, and he stopped and stopped all the way, taking pictures of the scenery with his camera, no different from ordinary tourists.

Standing on the edge of the Seine, he began to point the camera at Notre-Dame Cathedral on the opposite bank, took a photo, quickly turned around, switched the camera to the back, and after three sure that no one was tracking, he got into a taxi to start today's mission.

The car circled around and came back to the opposite side of their apartment, where he chose a small café near the building, and then asked the clerk about the building behind him.

Although the clerk told Jason that the building was just an ordinary office building, Jason was still a little puzzled, if it was really an ordinary office building, why was the door locked, and no one was in or out?

He was curious, if it was really an office building, he really wanted to go in and have a look. But his sixth sense told him it wasn't.

That alone didn't prove that it was the place he was looking for, so he walked the whole building, left and right, and bought a lot of things on the way so as not to arouse suspicion.

In the end, he returned to the apartment and reported some clues from his investigation to Leng Yi, but these clues were dispensable for Leng Yu.

But Leng Yi didn't say it explicitly, just said it lightly.

"Jason, you've worked hard, I'll do the rest!"

Jason looked at Leng Yi in disbelief: "Really? Is there such a good thing? Don't need my help? Can you do it yourself? ”

Leng Yi nodded, fiddling with the machine and the display screen in his hand.

Jason walked over. Help Leng Yi install monitoring equipment together.

"That's right, cold. Is there an anti-monitor installed in this room? ”

"You're only now thinking about whether it's too late, I already made it when I came in yesterday."

Jason nodded,

"Yes, otherwise you wouldn't dare to speak your mind." After speaking, he stood up: "If you don't need my help, then I'll go out for a swim first." Something to call. ”

Jason is gone. Leng Yi stayed in the apartment alone.

He closed the curtains. I turned on all the lights, set up a telescope at the curtains, and turned it in the right direction of the lens. He began to flip several surveillance monitors.

Making sure that all the signals were dropped, he pulled out several fly-sized electronic devices from a box, which were computer-controlled mobile stereo cameras he had designed himself, and which were extremely concealed, and this was the first time they had done their job, of course, through trial and error.

The five small cameras began to fly out of the box after receiving the signal, and Leng Yi began to control the computer, so the small cameras flew out with the instructions sent by the computer.

They split up and began to fly towards the building opposite.

Their destination looks ordinary, but there is a lot of article inside, this is the secret agent base of country F, eight floors, the third floor below is all the so-called office buildings, and the third floor above is all impermeable secret areas, if there is no special pass, ordinary people simply cannot step up to the third floor and above

Nightrose arrived at their secret building as usual, but she hesitated the moment she stepped inside, and felt like she was going to run.

But she clearly realized that she had no way out, because even if she fled, she didn't know where to flee.

Suddenly, my heart was gloomy, and I felt that I was a little pathetic, pathetic and had nothing.

In the end, she pressed her fingerprint and got on the secret elevator to the top floor.

The moment the door opened, she looked at the steel walls, and although she had some palpitations, she walked in.

The researchers above saw the abnormality of Nightrose from the surveillance, and began to wonder if she had broken through the limit and remembered all the past?

This was a headache for her, because he was still using Nightrose to climb the heights of his life, so he couldn't let her regain his memory, which would only help him move forward and ruin all his illusions.

So he said to a few people around him without hesitation.

"You go and bring Nightrose, if she's out of control, don't be polite, do whatever you want, understand?"

Several of the subordinates in white coats nodded, and walked out of the laboratory to look for Nightrose.

Nightrose sat in the conference room as usual, waiting for a lecture from above, but when she saw someone open the door and walk in, it was not her head but several researchers in white coats, she immediately stood up and dodged in a panic.

And the researchers did not miss any opportunity to seize the nightrose, but launched a siege.

"Rose, you'd better not resist, the head called you over, you better go with us obediently, so as not to suffer."

She didn't dare to resist, because she had seen a companion rebel against these people in white coats, and that person had indeed ended up as a living dead who had tried and tested, and she didn't want to be like that, so she had to hide.

Suddenly she saw that one of them seemed to be holding a syringe and injecting liquid, and she felt a chill and fear, even though her limbs were already bound by them, she struggled desperately, because she knew. When they act like this, they must be taking away something that belongs to them.

Seeing that she didn't cooperate, the person holding the syringe still didn't hesitate to insert the pillow. Entering her body, her eyes began to turn white.

Her struggles were apparently powerless under the effects of the drugs, and in the end she had to give up.

It's not enough that you've taken everything from me, what are you going to do with me?

Her voice began to weaken, her limbs weakened, and she finally fainted.

Martin sat leisurely in the lab, waiting for his proudest agent, Nightrose, to arrive.

He is the top leader of the secret secret service organization of the entire country F. Also known as Daddy Martin by all agents.

He is insidious and cunning. Very sinister, in order to achieve the end of the means at will, although there is a reputation of being called Martin's father by the agents, but behind it is still spurned by many people. Holding a grudge.

In a word. There are many people who want to kill. Both at home and abroad.

The unconscious Nightrose was brought into the lab by several big men in white and lay flat on a bed that resembled an operating table.

When Martin saw her coming, he got up from his comfortable chair and walked over to the unconscious rose.

"Oh. My sweetheart is here, and he doesn't look very obedient! ”

He sneered and pressed the bright light on Rose's head, and soon, stimulated by the bright light, Rose's eyelids twitched a few times.

She felt a pang of weakness, and the laser that seemed to pierce her eyelids made her uncomfortable, and she stopped moaning in pain. recite

Martin said after seeing that she was done, turning off the bright light.

"I told you to be obedient, but if you don't listen, now you are suffering, is it okay?"

Martin's words rang in her ears, but she didn't open them immediately, but collected those sporadic memories, and then made sure that the image still existed, and then opened her eyes with peace of mind.

"Daddy Martin!"

Rose looked at Martin and called him softly, the sound of such a floating and weak breath gave Martin a sense of accomplishment. He raised an eyebrow and bent over.

"My sweetheart, Daddy Martin hears it. Tell me, do you remember something or someone? ”

Rose was surprised, I don't know how Martin knew? She shook her head, pretending not to.

"No, I can't think of anything without Daddy Martin."

Martin's eyes flashed, and he knew she was lying.

"I don't like children who lie, why do you say no?"

Why? Rose sneered in her heart, aren't you afraid that you, the big devil, will take away your own memories?

Martin walked back to the test bench to adjust the amnesiac potion, this time with a heavier meter.

Rose saw him coming over with a syringe, she looked at the green on the syringe and knew that it was an amnesiac potion, no, she didn't want to inject, she didn't want some of the pictures she had worked so hard to remember to be erased by his hand, this belonged to her, and no one was allowed to take it.

"Martin, don't do this, I promise you to serve you, please don't do this to me, will you?"

Martin slowly approached Rose with the syringe that had been prepared, his eyes were determined, and there was no doubt that

"You don't need to say yes yourself, you are also destined to serve me Martin, if you are tied up by the memories of the past, can you still work for me? All I want is your single-minded dedication to me, not your memories! ”

Lying on the operating table, she was controlled by the previous medication, and her body could not do much fluctuation, but she still struggled desperately, and at this time, several people in white clamped her limbs again.

She desperately seemed to be free, but even if she sweated, everything was just a mess.

"Daddy Martin, please don't, don't do this to me, those memories belong to me, please don't take them, please?"

Seeing that she was constantly struggling, Martin still ignored it coldly, and injected the potion into her body without hesitation, the stimulation of the potion brought unprecedented pain to her flesh, and she changed from the previous struggle to the current convulsions.

But Martin didn't have any mood swings when he saw this, and his face was still calm.

"Your life belongs to me, your memory will always belong to God, and I'm just the transmitter, hahaha!"

Kneeling and begging for pink, (to be continued......)

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Author: Emerald C

ISBN: 3063638

Title: The Abandoned Woman of the Qing Dynasty

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