Speech is one of the most efficient mediums for human beings to carry emotions, which can be confined to emotions and cannot guarantee the symmetry of information between the two sides.

As long as emotions set an example, disguised as the symmetry of information, information will be cheap.

This news may not be a secret in the eyes of such a big man, but it is still strange to Omer and Rei.

Especially for the former, his calm tone was not easy to maintain.

The secret key

This special term, he has really been absent for a long time.

Ever since he returned from the City of Heavenly Gate, he had been following the follow-up of that case.

Although he will not take the initiative to make interstellar calls to inquire about the investigation, he will also subconsciously look at the classification of the security bureaus of the two realms of Tianmen City when he opens the mail bar every day.

But the incident was over, and the news about the key seemed to sink into the sea, and there was no more movement.

When I heard it again, it was just the key to Tianmen, the key to the secret logistics work or something, something specious.

But in the mouth of a company executive who has already made some achievements in researching and creating monsters, hearing the word 'secret key' makes the flames in his eyes even more intense.

He was very excited, and both Morian and Dongzi could see it.

Unfortunately, this communication is not a video call.

The high-ranking chairman is reluctant to see any monster research and possible flesh and blood footage - although Dongzi Zhenren has promised that there will be none, because the negative energy monster is not a creature in the conventional sense, and it will only have the concept of a carbon-based creature after it is formed.

Until then, it was just an amorphous black substance, and there would be no uncomfortable elements such as distortion and gore that most people imagined.

But the boss just doesn't want to see it, what can you do?

You can only think that when he encounters an information imbalance, he secretly thinks how he can eat deflated, and it is better to be pointed at the same gun as yourself.

It's not realistic, and she knows it.

Even if this guy in front of him rushed to the eighth floor underground to kidnap his own gang, and recruited accomplices, it is another concept to kill hundreds of floors.

There is not only a monster breeding farm in this building, but there is even a breeding farm that needs to be constantly stabilized to open up additional space, where Yugel's digital formed monsters are placed.

Unfortunately, none of them have been brought to the house yet.

Even Akami, which has been in the news, is reported as an experiment rather than a commodity.

Of course, this company won't be all legal.

It is better to say that large companies have some illegal aspects, and the difference is only the difference between the degree and the quantity.

So Omer can start the conversation with this without worry.

Of course, the big guy doesn't care about this kind of small problem that can be overcome by dotting the relationship, so this is just an introduction.

The other party didn't even care about the 'subordinates with two hearts' mentioned in the preface, and Omer knew that the other party's psychological expectations were unexpectedly high.

You can knock good things.

Of course, even the 'subordinates with two hearts' are also Omer's uncertain nonsense, and the aim is naturally Dongzi Zhenren, just a foreshadowing of discord, but when he said this, Dongzi Zhenren's micro-expression really surprised him.

Maybe... I accidentally poked something...... Omer thought so, but he was still able to continue the topic smoothly until the end—

The key... Key ......

It's a prop that can condense the power of monsters, powerful and dangerous, but it has a subtle threshold for use.

First of all, there have to be monsters, and secondly, the definition of monsters is not so certain, but... This company is really creating monsters.

Biology aside, negative energy monsters can be said to be the most natural monsters, both weird and beastly, but this is also aside from biology - the image of monsters is usually in the nature of living creatures.

This is difficult to confirm.

But he didn't need to be sure, because he heard the so-called 'monster exhibition' again.

If this exhibition truly lives up to its name, it must be the stage where the key is perfectly played.

- That's enough!

Knowing this, he has already gained far more than he expected.

[The task is complete, I sent you the experiment information, Dongzi Zhenren is also on my side, do you want to deal with her?] 】

He clicked the button on the light screen and sent a message to the client, his job as a mercenary was over, and the secret key was a different matter.

Sunday Serenity: [Deal with her?] Forget it, I'm in a bad mood today]

Because you're in a bad mood, you don't do anything to people, but you're really a wicked person...... Omer's mind was speechless, and he saw the message from the other party immediately after.

Sunday Tranquility: [It's enough to have these data, just take those Ma Niang who accepted the experiment and finish it, hurry up, before the strip comes! ] 】

Moonkrait: [Then you won't come down to help?] Sunday Commissioner]

Sunday Tranquility: [Wait for me to deal with this bastard dragon in front of me!] 】

Bastard Wyvern... Million drakes, Omer sighed.

The matter was coming to an end, but he hadn't seen the quiet selfishness of Sunday yet.

I didn't come as a URA association, but I dealt with it as a dark Sunday plan, and only when I was finishing up the aftermath, I put on a posture of Sunday committee members 'encountering' the lost horse lady to save it... She must have some selfishness, which may have something to do with the commission of her 'friend', or it may simply be her own thoughts.

Either way, he didn't figure it out.

Of course, it wasn't really anything, he didn't have any ill feelings about Sunday Tranquility, and the mercenaries shouldn't spy too much on their clients, but some of his usual curiosity was not satisfied, and he felt that the end of the matter was not perfect.

"You're done contacting?"

"Well, what about you?"

He turned around, and Morion, who was dressed in a highly prosthetic outfit, was showing him the floppy disk in his hand.

"It's the same, it's confirmed, and now the mission is complete."

"It's done without a hitch! Happy cooperation! "As the captain's concluding remarks, it has to be the spring commander.

"It's a pleasure to work with." Omer said, glancing at the former trainer who had been knocked unconscious, the current researcher.

"Hesitating to make her public, right? This lady used to be a trainer too. ”

Having received investigation information from Omer's side from the beginning, the commander seemed to guess what he was thinking by looking at Omer's movements through his eyes.

After all......

"Isn't Mr. Linton also a trainer?"

"Using the shadow of Miss Shock's old days to build a monster is undoubtedly wrong, and it should also be ruled by law."

Outside the company, I connected to the Internet to check a Omer. Linton was not at all difficult, and Omer was not surprised that the other party could name his deputy, but rather that he was somewhat accustomed to the fact that others always knew him.

He looked at the woman who had very cooperatively informed him of his request for information, and was silent for a moment, but still poked out his sharp finger with a little electric current attached to it, and put it on the other party's eyebrows.

After a slight tremble, the other party slowly woke up.

Li was obviously urged to leave by the director, and the demon regained his body in the dissipated magic, waiting condescendingly for the other party's gaze.

"I thought it was a dream." Dongzi Zhenren said calmly.

A spiritual sublimator deserves such calmness, they are accustomed to controlling the mentality of others, and they can also adjust their own mentality.

"So what should your reality be? Is there a place for Miss Big Shock? ”

Omo said, turned around and walked towards the drinking fountain in the laboratory, fished out two disposable paper cups and picked up water there, but he was not afraid of what Dongzi Zhenren would do.

He was indeed not afraid.

Long before she caught the other party at the beginning, Dongzi Zhenren tried to give the demon in front of her a hard blow with a mental shock, but unfortunately, she underestimated the mental toughness of the other party.

In other words, the head of the others has to be smashed to the level of severe pain, which can be said to be the level of immediate shock, and when he got to the demon, he just shook his head, and then fought back with the momentum of the power of two monsters.

Now, Omer brought the cup that had been opened in the cold and white and placed it on the table in front of her.

He and Li were not bandits, although they borrowed this laboratory to consult the materials, but the tables and chairs were not messed up, but there were more than a dozen people sitting around a pillar, all tied there in a comatose state.

There will be a police officer coming back to loosen the ties, and maybe there will be a Sunday when Tranquility will come and 'cautiously' kick a few times.

But before that, he still wanted to say a few words to Dongzi Zhenren, for that Miss Dazhen, who was not very familiar.

"It's been a long time since I've heard Deep's name from anyone else, does Trainer Linton know Deep?" Dongzi Zhenren didn't mind taking a sip of the water cup.

It's no surprise that she recognizes herself.

She could even recognize herself as a demon in Omer's posture, and tried to say something to reverse the decline, but to no avail.

And what is stranger now is what the other party wants to say, after Omer mentions the big shock.

What she said may be true, she has indeed not heard shocking news from others for a long time, and if this is the case, it is natural to hold back a lot of words.

"Acquaintance, just known for a few days, and, it's because of you," Omer said, holding the water glass with his index finger pointing to the opposite side of the laboratory, the anti-peeping glass is only one-way, and Ma Niang lying in the cultivation warehouse can be clearly seen here, "Someone will take them away later, you have to help, otherwise with the level of violence of that person, something unpleasant will probably happen." ”

"I can only cooperate now," Dongzi Zhenren smiled helplessly, laughing extremely tired, "In other words, is it self-inflicted?" Are you reporting it because of Ma Niang or whose report? ”

"Because the gangs used monsters."

“… I see, it's a failed product sold by those guys," Dongzi Zhenren, who realized this, smiled even more helplessly, "It's a pity, now it's only a few steps away from success." ”

"As a trainer, I would just say there's nothing to be sorry about.

Shaping monsters out of a child's loneliness is not something adults should do. ”

"But what if I'm a kid too?" Dongzi Zhenren, who was holding a glass of water, looked at him, moved his eyes behind him again, moved back again, and said observantly, "The yearning for pure spirit is a trait that I have had since I was a child. ”

Ormer didn't care about her sudden observation, nor the slight noise outside the door, and he preferred to finish the conversation rather than chase after someone who might have been.

After all, the stalker hasn't done much so far.

"You mean you created the monster to preserve that purity?"

"I'm going to have to bother with ordinary people," Dongzi Zhenma, who seemed to be sure of something, smiled, "but you can actually understand it, don't you?" ”

"The derivation of empathy is not understanding," Omer said coldly, "I have read your information, and I am deeply impressed by your doting attitude towards the Great Shock, and of course, even more profound is the so-called death. ”

"Since then, you've lost your enthusiasm for her, have you?"

"yes, she's changed."

"People change, let alone adolescent girls."

Ao Mo raised his hand and pointed to the paper cup in front of Dongzi Zhenren, and under the pale blue magic circle, water gathered from the cup.

"Do you think horse racers are like people?" Dongzi Zhenren took the glass of water and drank it again.

"Isn't it different?" Omer stared at the glass in front of him.

"Pure racing, pure victory and the pride that comes with victory, no human school can cultivate the spiritual traits of Traeson's group of horse girls, and even the moment they lie in their cribs as racehorse girls, they are distinguished from others."

"It needs to be corrected that there are quite a few freaks in the human race, and then," Omer said, "it's just that the differences in mental formation are far from racist." ”

"I'm not trying to be racist," Dongzi Zhenren smiled dumbly, "I just think that that kind of elf will also change, which makes me a little disappointed." ”

"I prefer to call that growth."

Omer said, seeing the negation in Dongzi's eyes: "But you will feel that she has lost her most important trait." ”

The latter said seriously: "The true nature of the horse racing mother is the key to their brilliance." ”

"I couldn't agree more," Omer said, glancing at the lit screen as Sunday tranquility cleared up.

He looked back at Dongzi Zhenren again: "But that lonely and sad appearance, isn't it because she is lost?" ”

“……”

Dongzi Zhenren lowered his eyes and did not speak.

And Omer was not silent with her:

"There are many horse racing girls who are accustomed to short distances, and when they get to the middle and long distances, they will feel that the race is too big, space, and even a little panic."

"It is also the job of the trainer to guide the lost horse to the runway."

"It's not real sex, it's just that she's on a runway that's not for her, and you understand that."

"At the Bright Moon Prize, you took her to the track."

"Yes, so I said goodbye to her too," Dongzi Zhenren said suddenly, the whole person showed a bad posture of not wanting to argue, smiling and relaxing and leaning on the back of the chair, "She has grown, I don't like it." ”

She really knew it in her heart, so when the topic came here, she used this gesture to hide her upset.

"Can that be called a farewell? Personally, I feel that it should be called saying goodbye. ”

"Do you think I should go back to her?"

"At least using someone else's past to create a monster is a serious invasion of privacy, and selling a monster to show people everywhere ......" Omer, who was on the table with both hands, crossed, "Have you ever been kicked by Ma Niang?" Dongzi real trainer. ”

"I'm just a psychiatric researcher."

"Then you can try to use your spirit to resist the flying kicks of the horse racing girl, of course, Miss Dazhen's spiritual studies have also completed well, maybe she is working so hard to break your shield, I guess."

“… You're kidding? ”

"Naturally, it's a joke, and after laughing, it's time to get serious."

Omer said, standing up, also because he had heard some stray footsteps.

In five or six seconds, the main control light will also be lit here.

"You haven't brought those horse girls out yet!?"

Some people have raised their eyebrows, and there is no need to say who they are.

"Of course, the commission is over, and I am not obligated to take it all in my hand now, waiting for your help."