Chapter 10: She may not be the best candidate

The goose was smashed and almost died on the spot, Mi He grabbed the goose's neck and walked towards the kitchen with heavy steps.

She is not ruthless to kill the goose, there is the heavy responsibility of the continuation of the race ahead, and all the intolerance and guilt are superfluous.

What Mi He is afraid of is that she will cry uncontrollably when she kills the goose.

Now it is basically certain that Wei Zhaolin is suspicious of her, whether the other party suspects that she is a Ω star or not, but it is certain that she is not a human.

At least in Wei Zhaolin's opinion, she should not be a normal person.

Mi He put the goose's neck on the edge of the pool, and put a bowl in the pool, ready to cut the goose's throat and bleed.

She held a kitchen knife in one hand and a goose's head in the other, and slashed absentmindedly.

The kitchen knife slashed into Mi He's left hand.

The hand was fine, and the knife cracked.

Mi He: "......"

The more panicked, the more mistakes made mistakes, and it was her who was talking about.

Mi He took a deep breath, and quickly broke a few times on the blade, and the kitchen knife made of carbon steel fell into her hand and was as crisp as a biscuit, and it was broken into a mess in two clicks.

Before Wei Zhaolin found out, she stuffed the broken kitchen knife into the big pocket in front of her apron, turned around and rubbed her eyes: "I'm a little scared, can I go wash my face first and calm down?" ”

Wei Zhaolin looked at her slightly reddened eye circles, and curled the corners of his lower lips: "Go ahead." ”

Mi He rushed into the bathroom with his head down, and as soon as he entered, he flushed the kitchen knife of 'Ten Thousand Pieces of Broken Corpses' into the sewer.

This will not work.

She couldn't hold it anymore before she really did it, if she really got up and down, and the blood was splashed three feet, Mi He didn't care about guaranteeing that she would be able to restrain her emotions.

After thinking for a moment, she walked to the mirror in the bathroom and spoke word by word to herself in the mirror.

"For the next eight hours, nothing will affect my emotions, I won't cry, I won't be sad, I won't let emotion be the key to dominating behavior."

Mi He's voice was very soft, almost silent, but as she spoke, Mi He's eyes in the mirror became more and more calm, more and more calm, and all the fragility and unbearability converged at the moment when the words fell.

She forcibly hypnotized herself with her mental power.

This is a method of last resort, and it is also a method that the Ω people have researched in order to go to the battlefield and protect their homeland.

But the side effects of this method are very large, and Mi He, who has double S mental power, also insists on it for eight hours at most, and what is even more difficult to bear is the emotional backlash after the hypnosis fails.

Once, countless Ω Star Warriors did not die on the battlefield, but died on this emotional counterattack.

The moment the hypnosis ends, the emotions suppressed during hypnosis will surge thousands or hundreds of times, and every detail will be infinitely magnified and become a torture that tortures Ω stars.

At the moment when Mi He hypnotized herself, she was even ready for the collapse of the spiritual sea, or rather, from the day she took over the task, she was ready to die for the sake of the clan.

Mi He pushed open the bathroom door and smiled at Wei Zhaolin, who was waiting outside: "It's almost nine o'clock, I have to move quickly, otherwise I'm afraid it won't be too late to finish processing the ingredients before the chef comes." ”

There was more than one knife in the kitchen, and Mi He picked another one, grabbed the goose's neck with one hand, and quickly cut the goose's throat with a knife in the other.

The goose's head was placed on the edge of the pool, and the blood fell into the stainless steel bowl below.

"Do you need to keep the blood? You can make a dish of stewed goose blood. ”

Wei Zhaolin sat in a wheelchair and watched her movements quietly, his brows gradually tightened.

"You're not afraid?"

Mi He stunned the half-meter-long dragon fish with the handle of the knife, the tip of the knife brought the gill cover, and the gills were pulled out with a hook of his fingers.

"After I actually do it, I don't seem to have anything to fear." She tilted her head and asked, "Does the fish need to be filled?" ”

Wei Zhaolin didn't speak, and his eyes showed shallow surprise and incomprehension.

Mi He didn't ask, and began to deal with ducks and rabbits with his hands and feet.

The kitchen was full of fishy smells, and the smell of fish and blood was mixed together, and the smell was terrible.

But Mi He's expression was always calm, and he even had time to talk to Wei Zhaolin with a smile.

Wei Zhaolin was silent, and his inquiring gaze slowly turned boring.

He turned his wheelchair out of the kitchen: "You're busy, I'll go rest." ”

"Hmm." Mi He blinked, and the action of skinning the rabbit became much gentler.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the two chefs arrived on time.

Mi He had already processed all the ingredients and simply stayed in the kitchen to help.

At around half past eleven, all the dishes were out of the pot and the invited guests arrived.

The guests and hosts of a meal enjoyed themselves, Mi He greeted people with a smile throughout the whole process, and there was a hostess style in speech and demeanor, and even praised the chef's excellent craftsmanship several times during the period, and the goose meat tasted excellent.

I don't know if it's her delusion, after hypnotizing herself, Mi He feels that Wei Zhaolin pays a lot less attention to her.

After the banquet was over, Mi He packed up her things and prepared to leave, there were less than three hours before the end of hypnosis, and she had to find a way to find a quiet and unoccupied place to spend the high-risk stage of emotional counterattack.

"I'll go back and come to see you tomorrow." Mi He thoughtfully helped Wei Zhaolin pour a cup of hot water and put it at hand.

There are nurses squatting outside in this ward 24 hours a day, and Wei Zhaolin only needs to ring a bell when he needs to, so Mi He has nothing to advise, and he will leave after saying hello.

"Mi He." Wei Zhaolin stopped her, "Don't you need to take away those leftover ingredients from the kitchen?" ”

The leftovers in his mouth refer to things like rabbit skins, fish scales, and goose feathers.

Mi He's heart jumped, and he pretended to ask: "Didn't the chef take the garbage away when he left?" ”

"Trash?" Wei Zhaolin narrowed his eyes, "I thought you would prefer to call them corpses or wreckage. ”

Mi He clenched his palms: "Why do you think so?" ”

"As far as I know, you held a funeral for a rabbit not long ago." Wei Zhaolin's eyes were full of assessment, "Didn't you say at that time that all lives are equal and deserve to be respected?" ”

I see!

Mi He suddenly realized.

finally knew why Wei Zhaolin would use this method to test her.

"So you did it on purpose today? I know I had a funeral for my rabbits, and you still want me to handle the ingredients? Mi He hit a rake, "Why do you do this?" Want to embarrass me? ”

Wei Zhaolin lowered his eyelashes and did not speak.

"Actually, you misunderstood." Mi He smiled, "I didn't hold the rabbit's funeral out of pity, I just wanted to make some trouble for my father and make him lose face in front of everyone." ”

As she explained, the last trace of interest in Wei Zhaolin's eyes also disappeared, and he picked up the "A Brief History of Mankind" again, and chased away the guest without raising his head.

"You can go, it's okay if you don't come tomorrow."

Soon after Mi He left, Wei Zhaolin's mobile phone rang, and the call was from Wei Biechuan.

"Zhaolin, what your mother and I mean is that after you are discharged from the hospital, we will hold an engagement banquet for you and Mi He first, and you can see which friends you want to invite over there......"

"No problem." Wei Zhaolin interrupted him, "I need to think about marriage again. ”

Wei Beichuan was stunned: "Why? Didn't you promise it before? ”

Wei Zhaolin was silent for two seconds: "She may not be the best candidate." ”

Wei Beichuan was stunned: "What? ”

"Nothing."

Wei Zhaolin casually passed over, hung up the phone, and then called the vice president.

"Can you bring me the computer where the surveillance footage was stored?" Or just give me a hard drive. ”