Belmode sensed something wasn't quite right.

She remembered that she should now be lying in a bed in a nursing home, with all her limbs broken, waiting for the rest of her boring life in incarceration, or the killer who came to kill her.

But now she's naked, waking up from the lab bench.

The blinding white light made her a little dizzy, and the familiar and chilling words around her echoed in her ears again.

"The data were normal, the cell activity did not decline as quickly as we feared, and the rate of telomere loss was within the normal range."

"However, the situation of other test subjects is not optimistic, the efficacy of the drug is still not stable enough, and it still needs to be large-scale experiments for several times."

"It's too hard to replicate a perfect success story like Subject 42."

"No matter how difficult it is, you have to try it, the urging above is getting tighter and tighter......"

Belmode's pupils twitched, then she sat up with difficulty and looked around at a group of researchers in white coats pointing at her.

Her seductive body was exposed to the air, but her curved curves and beautiful countenance seemed to the researchers to be non-existent.

Those gazes were like looking at a moving piece of meat, and there was no desire, it was all cold.

It's a little cold......

Belmode feels like this, cold in body and cold in heart.

I don't know who threw over a white hospital gown, Belmode's body moved on its own, draping the blouse hastily over her body.

By this time, she had realized that she was dreaming, lucid dreaming, the kind of body that was not controlled by thoughts.

She watched as she left the lab and walked to the door, where guards were waiting for her to come out.

When Belmode saw the man, a trace of nostalgia suddenly rose in his heart, at this time, it seems that Gin is still a fledgling young man, right?

Young, but sharp.

As if hearing the sound of the laboratory door opening, Gin, who was smoking by the window, turned around and looked in her direction, "It's over?" ”

"Hmm."

Belmode heard his lifeless response, and felt Gin's aggressive gaze, as if it was about to burn everything.

Polar opposite gaze from the researchers.

The body seemed to warm up suddenly under the gaze of this gaze.

"Then go back." Gin's gaze fell on Belmode's open robe, but his tone was cold.

Belmode didn't say much, just followed him like a marionette.

After a long time of wandering through the intricate corridors, they finally reached the door of the room.

Push open the door, there is no window.

Gin stopped and suddenly spoke, "I don't want it to happen again from last time. ”

A bright smile suddenly bloomed on Belmode's face, "You care about me?" ”

Gin snorted coldly, "You seem to have misunderstood something, my task is to take care of you, take care of this laboratory, you are killing yourself to block me, understand?" ”

"Is it pretty?" Belmode didn't pay attention to his answer, but smiled ambiguously and straightened his chest.

Gin: "......"

"It's a bit cold to be alone at night, if only it could be warmer, but ......"

Belmode said, leaning forward, almost touching Gin's body, and whispered in his ear, "Do you have the guts?" ”

Gin raised his chin slightly, and his slightly immature face was full of unruliness, "Who do you think you're talking to?" ”

Belmode burst out with a silver bell-like laugh and turned into the room, "Don't keep me waiting too long. ”

……

It was night, the wind was blowing, and the sweat was raining.

Belmode panted and lay on the pillow, her rounded shoulders exposed, and the air was filled with hormones.

Gin sat at the head of the bed and smoked silently, and he looked a little tired.

"You know what? When you said before that you wouldn't allow me to die, you were very domineering. Belmode tilted her head, looked at the little man in front of her, and said with a smile on her face.

"Comments?" Gin glanced at her.

Belmode continued as if to himself, "No one has ever cared so much about my life, and you are the first. ”

Gin frowned slightly, "I've already said it, don't have an unrealistic illusion, the relationship between me and you is just a simple physical relationship, there can't be anything."

You don't really have that kind of ridiculous idea of love, do you? Save you, just carry out the boss's orders. ”

"Then do you want to know why the boss cares so much about me?" Belmode asked with a smirk.

Gin's hand holding the cigarette shook imperceptibly, and then looked at Belmode with an unkind look, "Are you going to tell me that you are the boss's woman?" ”

"Ah, that's the kind of rumor." Belmode smirked.

Seeing her reaction, Gin suddenly secretly put his mind at ease, and said that he had investigated before, and Belmode and the BOSS should not be in this relationship.

"Then if you don't think that's the reason, why does the boss care so much about me?"

Belmode looked at all the subtle expressions of Gin with interest as if he were teasing a child.

"If you want to say it, you can say it, and if you don't want to say it, forget it." Gin was not fooled and did not guess at all.

Belmode was a little bored, and no longer sold off, muttering to himself:

"It's not so much that the boss cares about me, it's about my body, and the same goes for the researchers, as for the soul in this body...... For them, it's all indifferent, even superfluous. ”

Gin's eyes suddenly condensed slightly, and he was obviously interested.

"What do you think if I say I'm cloned?" Belmode stared at Gin, as if concerned about the latter's reaction.

"Clone?" Gin looked down at Belmode, who was perfect without a trace of his body, "I don't think so." ”

Whether a clone is a human or a real person, it doesn't make much difference to him.

Belmode smiled and said, "Then if I say, I am actually ...... What about the clones of Mother Boss? ”

“？！！”

The air froze instantly, Gin's whole person froze instantly, his eyes widened in astonishment, and he looked at Belmode in a daze, until the cigarette butt in his hand fell on his body, which woke him up.

"Are you serious?" Gin jerked Belmode's neck and asked with a fierce gaze.

Seeing his reaction, Belmode immediately smiled happily, "I thought you weren't afraid of anything." ”

"Answer me!" Gin gritted his teeth and said angrily.

Belmode felt a little suffocated and patted the back of his hand, "Don't be nervous, you'll understand when I'm done." ”

"You'd better tell me the truth." Gin let go of his hand and tossed the cigarette in his other hand under the bed.

Belmode still had that cynical expression, and said with a smile: "Do you know what so many laboratories are researching?" ”

Gin had a cold face and didn't cooperate at all.

Belmode shrugged his shoulders boringly and continued to explain: "The boss is over a hundred years old, and he has been able to live to this age thanks to the research on immortality that began a long time ago.

Sounds unrealistic, right? But he really researched something, and it was the phased results obtained earlier that allowed him to delay aging and live to this age.

But his ambition is much more than that, his biggest dream is to resurrect his dead mother - to be honest, his obsession with his mother is so paranoid that it is difficult to understand.

Of course, it is also possible that it is to wake up his mother so that he can learn about the treasure of the Karasuma family from her.

You may not know this, but in the early days of the organization, when the Karasuma Consortium had not disappeared, the boss had gathered many scholars to solve the puzzle of the treasure.

But I haven't been able to find it until now.

It is said that if that treasure can be found, the organization's research funds will not need to be raised, and it can be squandered as much as it wants......"

Gin said with a cold face: "Get down to business!" ”

Belmode smiled helplessly, "In short, in order to achieve the goal of immortality and resurrection of the mother, he spent all his funds, convened the research team, and formulated a research plan in three directions.

They are cloning technology, consciousness uploading, and drug development.

The cloning technology was intended for his mother as well as for himself, and once the pure medicine did not reach the ideal situation, he would upload it through his consciousness and then inject it into the cloned body to achieve immortality in disguise.

The ultimate goal of consciousness itself is to build a virtual world parallel to the real world and achieve immortality there, once consciousness cannot be injected into the cloned body.

The direction of drug research and development that he values most is divided into four stages - delaying aging, stopping aging, rejuvenation, and resurrection. ”

Belmode said this, pointing to himself, "I am not only the result of cloning technology, but also the experimental subject of the second generation of drugs to stop aging, and the most perfect one. ”

Gin's face was ugly to death after hearing this, and he scolded his mother in his heart, so he really got on the boss's mother?

Even if it's a clone, it won't end much better, right?

This hateful woman!!

As soon as he thought of this, Gin was furious, and pulled out his pistol and put it against Belmode's head, "You did it on purpose......

Belmode was pointed at a gun, and there was no fear on his face, but he laughed: "You didn't use this gun just now......

"Don't give me a hippie smile!" Gin was on the verge of exploding at this point, like a beast that wanted to devour people.

"Are you going to kill me?" Belmode still smiled, and his eyes calmly looked at the muzzle of the black hole.

Gin's fingers trembled imperceptibly on the trigger, not nervous, not scared, purely angry!

But the only remaining sanity told him not to shoot.

There may be a way to live in Belmode, after all, it's not really the boss of his mother.

But to kill Belmode, the most perfect test subject, with one shot, is probably going to die!

Belmode saw his struggle and comforted: "Things are actually not so bad, I am just one of the alternative shells after all, although the current is the most perfect, but it does not mean that it will still be in the future."

The cloning project was a success, and it wasn't difficult to produce another batch over there.

After all, what the boss is looking forward to the most is actually the drug research and development side, and he has been using the ice coffin to save his mother in order to awaken her from death. ”

Gin's face was slightly pale, "According to what you said, that drug research and development is almost to achieve time delay, time stagnation, time regression, and even resurrection in one person?" Is this really possible? ”

"And what do you think I am?" Belmode stretched out her arms and showed him her completeness.

"At least time stood still in me, and my body won't get old......"

Gin couldn't help but feel a little strange when he heard this, he had just become an immortal......

"It's still a long time before dawn, do you want another martini?" Belmode asked with a smile.

Gin gave her a cold look, his expression unkind.

"It's like this anyway, once or twice, it doesn't make a difference, does it?"

Belmode whispered like a demon, but it made so much sense that the young Gin hesitated a little and held her down again......

……

"Belmode, Belmode......"

There was a call as Belmode finally broke free from her lucid dream, and she let out a long breath and looked sideways at the next bed.

Gin's appearance is much more mature than in his dream, but that cold look is still there.

"Something? You've disturbed a good dream. Belmode stretched and let out a seductive moan.

Gin snorted coldly, "Don't talk about dreams next time you dream!" It's the kind of mistake you make! ”

"Dream talk?" Belmode was also a little incredulous when he heard this, "I can actually talk in my dreams?" That's really ...... But what do you hear? ”

A touch of unnaturalness flashed on Gin's face, and he changed the subject: "There may be something wrong with the food provided by the police, you didn't have the habit of talking in your dreams before." ”

"Ah, indeed, you know that very well." Belmode smiled ambiguously, "I was almost tossed to death by you in a dream just now." ”

The vodka on the other hospital bed in the corner finally couldn't hold back his cough, which immediately attracted Gin's attention, and Vodka quickly shrank into the quilt and hugged himself.

"Will we survive?" Belmode said suddenly.

"Don't let me hear this stupid question a second time." Gin frowned, obviously this room has a bug, and asks this kind of question!

Especially when the answer to this question is so obvious.

They know so much information about the organization, and even the secrets of immortality, with these in hand, as long as they operate it well, they can not only live, but also live well!

"You're still the same as then, you can always make the right response at the critical moment, but ......," Belmode said, staring at the ceiling, "how long will you live?" ”

Gin was silent, and there was silence in the hospital room at midnight, except for the insects chirping outside.

After a while, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he said lightly: "Until I allow you to die." ”

The moonlight sprinkled in the room, a little cold, Belmode slowly turned his head, looked at Gin's expressionless face, and the smile gradually brightened.

"Okay."

……

Pure brain holes, don't delve into them