"Veneto!" In the evening, Veneto heard Zhuang Yan calling the door in the dormitory, "Is it convenient to see people?" ”

Veneto was critically reviewing the layout of the dormitory, and when he heard this, he inexplicably felt that only by opening the door at the first time could he prove his innocence, so he hit the door headlong and opened the door and asked, "What are you doing!" ”

Then she saw Zhuang Yan holding a horseshoe magnet to herself.

The two of them were silent for a second, and they were silent.

Then Zhuang Yan moved the magnet awkwardly, as if trying to search for iron filings on Veneto's smooth arm.

"What are you doing?" Viné held up goosebumps and looked at Zhuang Yan reproachfully with wide red eyes.

"Excuse me." Zhuang Yan returned in vain, touched his chin and left, muttering as he walked: "Obviously, the iron content in the tissue is terrifying, why doesn't it respond to the magnetic field...... It's good that you don't have to avoid electromagnetic fields. But does iron exist in a coupled state? Where's the 35,000 tons of iron......"

"Neuropathy." Veneto closed the door in annoyance.

After Zhuang Yan gave her a physical examination, he took a tissue smear, took a blood sample, and then knocked on the door every three or five times, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw him holding a strange thing to test Miss Veneto's reaction, and his thinking became more and more strange, at first it looked decent, and then it was simply lawless, more like a flash of inspiration on a whim, and then it was put into practice. One time out of character even tried to shock Veneto. If it weren't for Zhuang Yan's claim that this was a necessary study to develop a cockpit protection plan, Veneto would have wanted to call the police a long time ago.

Zhuang Yan's research has hit a bottleneck. The modern medical testing technology at the base was largely ineffective against Veneto, whose skin was better at reflecting rays than stealth fighter paint. Even the electrocardiogram was made through a curtain, Zhuang Yan wore out his mouth and begged his aunt and grandmother to cooperate with the operation, in exchange for a stack of ghost-like ECG drawings and a fact that made him frightened:

Veneto's circulatory core is in the very center of the body.

Zhuang Yan didn't dare to call that thing a heart, he dared to guarantee that it was very different from the ordinary "circulatory core" that normal humans had in the anatomy book.

Zhuang Yan is clear that although the microcosm can only be understood by starting from the macrocosm, macroscopic phenomena can be explained with the help of microscopic rules. So after Veneto couldn't bear to threaten to accuse him of harassment, Zhuang Yan put down his redundant work and began to concentrate on cultivating tissue samples, and at the same time began to analyze the internal environmental components from the samples.

This is a protracted work that touches on qualitative change by accumulating quantitative changes. He must be mentally prepared to persevere.

It also has to curry favor with Veneto and make the eldest lady willing to draw blood for him.

So when he knocked on the door for the last time, Veneto saw Zhuang Yan holding a delicate iron box with a flattering face, and said sweetly: "Donkey skin Ejiao, a local specialty, replenishes iron and invigorates blood, nourishes qi and nourishes the skin, please don't be polite, please cooperate more in the future." ”

Curious, Veneto opened the box and asked with some amusement, "It's kind of like chocolate." Is it sweet? ”

He really couldn't answer this Zhuang Yan, and he hadn't tasted it, so he said nonsense: "If you put sugar, it will be sweet." ”

Veneto's heart warmed, this was the first box of chocolates she had received since she entered the Qifeng base - she had taken it for chocolate anyway. So he was overjoyed and said with a serious face: "Okay, then I'll cancel the complaint." ”

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment and asked, "What complaint?" ”

Veneto was also stunned for a moment, and then smiled like a flower: "Ah, just kidding, you don't understand the old jokes." ”

Zhuang Yan then pretended to laugh and pointed at Veneto: "You are so naughty." Then he took his leave and left.

Veneto sent Zhuang Yan away with a smile, closed the door like lightning, and began to check the mobile terminal of the handheld authority against the hatch, ticked "Internal Complaints", checked "My Complaints", and then found the bloody and tearful complaint he posted a few minutes ago:

"What, Zhuang Yan looks like a scholar, obviously he's a pervert, he covets Miss Ben's beauty, so he approaches me in the name of the subject! It's too much, and I made a lot of strange requests, and I'm ashamed to mention it! He even asked Miss Ben to collect saliva in a test tube in front of him! What a pervert, can I refuse him? Every time I hear a knock on the door, I am afraid, because I don't know what kind of unreasonable requests I will hear him make after opening the door! That's harassment, right? I bet if it were in real life, drinking tea, watching movies, and shopping would see him sneaky! Based on the above reasons, it is requested that ** protection rights be granted, and Dr. Zhuang Yan's unreasonable request is rejected at a reasonable time! For example, monitoring weight! ”

Veneto read it himself, biting his lip and thinking, "He's running around wagging his tail and begging for forgiveness, I'll withdraw the complaint for the time being." Then click on your appeal and try to withdraw it.

The system prompts: "Miss Veneto, your complaint has been accepted by the Law Enforcement Division. Undo failed. ”

Veneto's eyes fell, he bit his finger and squeaked silently, his beautiful eyes widened, and his other hand persevered in carrying out the "withdraw the complaint" instruction.

The system prompts: "Miss Veneto, your complaint has been accepted by the Law Enforcement Division. Undo failed. ”

The system prompts: "Miss Veneto, your complaint has been accepted by the Law Enforcement Division. Undo failed. ”

The system prompts: "Miss Veneto, your complaint has been accepted by the Law Enforcement Division. Undo failed. ”

The mobile client in Veneto's hand fell to the carpet.

"Why is it a terrible organization like the Law Enforcement Department that accepts complaints, and what about good customer service?" Veneto sat down on the bed in a trance, and the extravagant Simmons squeaked, "Will it be too much fun?" Will Dr. Zhuang Yan be killed? ”

Then she couldn't help but open the package of donkey skin ejiao and couldn't help but want to eat chocolate.

As soon as he bit down on Ejiao, Veneto's red pupils widened.

"Phew!" She spit out with a paper basket, rushed into the bathroom to rinse her mouth, and came out with a clumsy support against the wall, gritting her teeth and thinking:

"What chocolate! It's a taste disaster! What Zhuang Yan, the Law Enforcement Department cleaned him up for my sister! ”

Veneto didn't feel guilty at all.

Zhuang Yan would only take time off to do research on tissue culture and intraserum environmental analysis, because he knew that his main job was to give Veneto the ability to get out of the mecha alive as soon as possible.

"He, he's more possessive." Song Dan's words still lingered in his mind, and when he sat at his desk, Zhuang Yan seemed to see Song Dan's beautiful admiration and holiness when telling the story.

Song Dan may have been willingly possessed by Wei Xu. She chose to warn me to do my duty rather than take other steps.

As a result, Song Dan chose his Zhuang Yan only for two reasons: First, he did not apply for authorization from the World Ocean Security Organization, so as to achieve the purpose of continuing to maintain secrecy. Second, Zhuang Yan is easier to control than others. Song Dan knew his Zhuang Yan too well.

In the words of the squad leader, summed up in two words, stupid.

So Zhuang Yan is now thinking about how to keep this contract in the shadow of Wei Xu and continue to walk on the road of his ideals.

You have to work harder.

He was distraught to rearrange the printed half-year driver's measured data, but his mind was always a flash in the pan and gentle pictures.

Song Dan's earrings. She still wears the earrings she gave her with her own hands, and every time she sees the earrings clearly under the soft short hair, it makes Zhuang Yan's breathing stagnant, suffocating like diving, and exciting like falling.

He never forgot it.

Only the image of this earring can save him from the endless nightmare, like a line of bubbles under the deep sea, making him greedily lean over to breathe and relieve the suffocation.

"He, he's more possessive."

"You have to get along."

"It's stronger, isn't it...... It's stronger......" "Get along well......"

Zhuang Yan kept shaking his head, trying to concentrate on his work.

When he promised Song Dan in the bar, he had already secretly made up his mind to live only for his own subject, fight as a researcher, and treat Song Dan like a skeleton.

But he failed. His Buddha heart was in turmoil, and under the successive bombardments, the world whirled, like a sailor falling into the sea to the song of the siren, and Zhuang Yan fell into the abyss of jealousy.

He suddenly came back to his senses, and found that the pencil had pressed a deep dot on the paper, and half an hour had passed, and no words had moved.

Zhuang Yan touched his temples again, and then unscrewed a bottle of whiskey.

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