Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 130 Department 101 [12] Changing the Instruments, Mo Qing Was Captured by Jiang Ke
"Who are you and where did you come in from? You're not from our research institute, are you?"

Jiang Ke raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

It was a very plain look, but it contained pressure. At that moment, Xu Zhongyuan was a little breathless.

Xu Zhongyuan swallowed subconsciously.

——Who is this person!
"Minister Jiang!"

"You are here!"

At this time, a group of people came hula la.

Xu Zhongyuan was startled when he heard the sound, turned around, and saw the leaders of the research institute coming over.

Immediately, Xu Zhongyuan suddenly realized something and looked at the man again.

His eyes widened a little.

Jiang Ke glanced past Mo Qing, and then said to the person, "Let's go."

"It's already at the door, don't you want to take a look?" Someone glanced at the door of the research room.

Jiang Ke glanced at Mo Qing with special meaning, then withdrew all expressions, his brows and eyes were calm, and his tone was cool: "I've seen it."

This is for Mo to listen to.

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows.

——Didn’t you just read it on the first floor, and you have to run over to listen to the corner?
"That's fine." The man nodded, and took a look at Xu Zhongyuan, "Xiao Yuan, you should do your work first."

A group of people surrounded Jiang Ke and left.

Xu Zhongyuan looked at their backs, closed his eyes, and looked at Mo Qing thoughtfully.

"He is..." After a pause, Xu Zhongyuan swallowed his speculation and said, "The head of our headquarters is called Jiang Ke, and he is newly appointed."

"Is it."

Mo Qing pushed open the door of the research room, seemingly lacking in interest.

Xu Zhongyuan watched Mo Qing's actions closely.

He recalled the details of the relationship between the two just now.

These two should know each other...

One Jiang Mo, one Jiang Ke.

Could it be that "Jiang Mo" is Jiang Ke's younger sister?
Not impossible!
When Jiang Ke took office, a man named "Jiang Mo" came in, and he was highly valued by Professor Lu, so there might be a backer behind him...

Xu Zhongyuan's Adam's apple tightened.

In the eyes he looked at Mo Qing, there was a little more "is bound to win".

*
After the lunch break, the atmosphere in the research room became a little weird.

One is that Xu Zhongyuan is obviously more enthusiastic about Mo Qing.

The other is that Shang Nan and Liu Ping both had bitter faces, their air pressure was a bit low, and they didn't even talk as much as before.

The reason was that Lu Qiong'an, who hadn't scolded Shang Nan and Liu Ping all morning, made a big move at noon - giving them both a big "F" for their performance in the morning.

Lu Qiong'an's evaluation is not only related to whether they can continue to stay here, but will even affect their future promotion and development. How can they not restrain themselves?

As a result, the atmosphere in the afternoon was much more pleasant.

It is the "fly" Xu Zhongyuan who is particularly annoying.

Before you know it, it's getting dark.

"That's it for today, everyone get off work." Lu Qiong'an told them.

Several people responded one after another.

Including Mo Qing.

Not long after, Lu Qiongan locked the door, and everyone left the research room together.

However, half an hour later, Mo Qing, who had already "off work", appeared again with a backpack on his back.

She returned to the research institute on the grounds of "coming to get something".

Shen Qi's voice came from the tiny earphones she put in her ear: "I have controlled all the surveillance, as long as you don't bump into anyone, you won't be discovered."

Mo Qing: "Yes."

The sound of Shen Qi biting a lollipop came from the earphone.

"The door is locked, how do you plan to get in?" Shen Qi said again, "If the lock is not connected to the Internet, I cannot invade."

"Pick the lock."

Mo Qing answered simply and simply.

Shen Qi was bored, and continued to ask: "How long do you plan to complete the replacement work?"

"Half a month."

"The college entrance examination is coming soon. Can Min Chang come back in time?"

"He'll be back in a few days."

"What about the parts?"

"He will arrange it in advance."

"Oh."

The two chatted one after another.

After a while, Mo Qing came to the door of the 302 research room. She glanced at the door lock, inserted a piece of iron wire, and within 30 seconds, she heard a "click" of the lock cylinder and opened it.

"Excellent." Shen Qi said, "I took a look, and there is no one on your level, so you can act with peace of mind."

Mo Qing pushed open the door, and at the same time pinched the phone: "Hung up."

"Eh?"

Shen Qi, who was thrown away after being used up, made a voice of incomprehension.

However, there is no sound in the earphones.

Shen Qi glanced at the monitor, took off the earphones, threw them aside, picked up the mug to make tea.

……

In the research room.

Mo Qing didn't turn on the light, and with the light coming in from the window, he came straight to the "Miasma Removal Instrument".

In order to avoid the "Miasma Removal Instrument" being dismantled at once, causing the trouble of "dropping the package" at that time, Mo Qing was very slack when dismantling it, so that they only dismantled a few pieces in a day.

She was not in a hurry to "swap the bag".

Standing in front of the "Miasma Removal Instrument", Mo Qing's eyes wandered over the instrument, scanning every part.

After a long time, she stretched out her left hand, and at the same time, her right fingertips were touching a small blade. She glanced at the palm of her left hand, and then, without a trace of hesitation, slashed at the palm.

Bright red blood gurgled out and gathered into a stream.

She clenched her hand into a fist and stretched out to the "Miasma Removal Instrument".

Blood fell drop by drop on the "Miasma Removal Instrument".

Then, something incredible happened.

The blood that fell on the surface of the instrument soaked in little by little after a short stay. The instrument seemed to absorb water, and the blood disappeared drop by drop.

Without a trace.

At the same time, in the darkness, the surface of the instrument emits a layer of fluorescence, flickering and flickering.

"what is this?"

Suddenly a familiar voice came from the door.

Mo Qing turned his head, and suddenly saw a figure standing at the door.

She paused, narrowed her eyes, and saw clearly Jiang Ke's figure and the surprise in his brows and eyes.

She retracted her hand.

"Are you staying here?" Mo Qing immediately understood what was going on.

Jiang Ke walked in, closed the half-hidden door, and said confidently, "If you're not careful, you'll stay until now."

Mo Qing: "..." There are ghosts only if I believe in you.

Jiang Ke looked at the Miasma Removal Instrument, stretched out his hand, and tapped on the surface: "Explain."

The fluorescence has not faded, and this scene is a bit fantastic.

"Mine." Mo Qing said.

"Oh." Jiang Ke said, "I'll send it back to you tomorrow."

"How do you explain that?"

Jiang Ke thought for a while, and gave a reason: "The master claims it."

"..."

The corner of Mo Qing's mouth twitched.

Jiang Ke smiled, and immediately looked at the miasma removal instrument that exuded a "weird" atmosphere from inside to outside, and asked, "You came here for it?"

"Ah."

"What is it?"

"An instrument for detoxification."

When Jiang Ke thought of when Mo Qing came to the Imperial City to treat people, he had a bottom line: "Detoxify Gu Wanwan?"

"Ah."

"...Oh." Jiang Ke nodded, and then asked, "How much did he give you?"

Mo Qing's expression froze.

—forgot to talk about it.

On the same day, she discussed two conditions with Gu Wanwan, but did not mention the remuneration.

The indoor light was dim, and Jiang Ke could vaguely see Mo Qing's face.

However, he quickly understood Mo Qing's silence, and commented softly: "Blood loss."

"You were at the door just now, how much did you see?" Mo Qing said in a low tone, and put his fist behind his back.

Jiang Ke deliberately thought about it.

Mo Qing's eyes suddenly became sharper.

So, Jiang Ke said slowly, "It started when you hurt yourself."

"..."

have to.

He saw it all.

——Shen Qi's words made her relax her vigilance, she forgot to close the door.

"Why can your blood follow this?" Jiang Ke tapped the instrument again, and asked calmly and calmly, "react?"

He was just too calm.

However, Mo Qing can also understand.

After all, there is nothing rare that is more shocking than "Mo Qing is a person from a hundred years ago".

What's more, Jiang Ke saw many strange things in the middle.

Jiang Ke is probably immune...

Mo Qing paused: "It's a long story."

Nodding slightly, Jiang Ke seemed to understand.

As a result, he suddenly said in the next second: "I haven't eaten dinner yet."

"What?" Mo Qing frowned, unable to react for a while.

Jiang Ke said, "Your treat."

Mo Qing was puzzled: "Why?"

"Cannibals have short mouths."

"..."

Mo Qing raised his eyelids.

A hazy light fell obliquely on Jiang Ke's face, illuminating Jiang Ke's handsome face. This man has removed all pretentious images, and his posture is natural and relaxed.

Although it's a bit "begging for nothing" now, but how to say...

All a little bit real.

Not so "fake" anymore.

"Do you have any action plan, as soon as possible." Jiang Ke said.

"..."

Mo Qing glanced at him wordlessly.

Then he turned around and walked towards a table where the parts of the instrument were placed.

She came here for two purposes.

[-]. To verify the authenticity of the "Miasma Removal Instrument".

[-]. "Package" the removed parts.

She checks every part of the "Miasma Removal Instrument", and she is familiar with it by heart. She mentioned all the details to Min Chang one by one, and Min Chang restored them one by one.

the difference is--

The material is different.

Of course, with the current equipment and research progress of the laboratory, the issue of "material" will not be considered.

After "dropping the bag", Mo Qing pulled the zipper of the backpack, and then swung the backpack over his shoulder.

She goes to the door.

Suddenly, Jiang Ke stretched out his hand, blocking her way.

Mo Qing thought there was some movement in the corridor, so he immediately became vigilant.

She was just going to listen to the situation in the corridor, and then, Jiang Ke said slowly: "I will go first."

"What's the difference?" Mo Qing couldn't understand.

Jiang Ke glanced at her and said, "I'm afraid you'll skip the order."

"..."

Mo Qing was speechless.

After a pause, Mo Qing pointed to the door: "Please."

Jiang Ke strode towards the door.

After Jiang Ke left for about ten minutes, Mo Qing left the research room and then the research institute.

Because her image was really inconspicuous, the guard didn't bother to ask her any more questions, and when he saw her, he let her go.

As soon as he went out, Mo Qing's cell phone rang.

It was Jiang Ke's message.

【left. 】

Mo Qing looked down, then pinched the phone and turned left.

"This way."

When passing by a bus stop, Mo Qing suddenly heard Jiang Ke's voice.

She turned her head to look, and suddenly saw the dignified Jiang Ke standing under a bus sign. Beside him was a group of people, old and young, waiting for the bus.

"You're here—"

Mo Qing walked over.

Jiang Ke suddenly said: "Hand."

"Ok?"

Mo Qing was taken aback.

Glancing at her, Jiang Ke didn't explain, but directly picked up her wrist and looked at her left wrist.

Mo Qing came to his senses and noticed the bag in Jiang Ke's other hand - some medicines in it.

However, when she opened her fingers and showed her palm, it was intact and there was no sign of a wound.

There was a hint of surprise in Jiang Ke's eyes.

Mo Qing was immediately relieved, he broke away from his wrist, and looked at Jiang Ke: "Mr. Jiang, what a coincidence, we can meet here in such a huge imperial city?"

Jiang paused.

For a moment, Jiang Ke doubted himself, but when he caught the cunning in Mo Qing's eyes, he was suddenly convinced.

So, Jiang Ke said kindly, "Long time no see."

Mo Qing corrected: "It's not too long."

"Meeting is fate," Jiang Ke said, "Let's have a meal together."

"Next time."

Mo Qing turned around and left.

Jiang Ke raised his hand and put it on her shoulder.In the next second, Jiang Ke leaned forward, lowered his head slightly, and approached her cheek, with a low and sexy voice: "Don't be so shy."

"..."

Mo Qing's eyelids twitched.

——She wanted to tear Xu Zhongyuan's mouth off.

Smiling lightly, Jiang Ke was satisfied, and said, "I treat you."

A bus pulls up to the platform.

It is leading to the city center.

Mo Qing raised his jaw and pointed to the bus: "Please."

With Jiang Ke's image, he really doesn't match the bus, but Jiang Ke doesn't care at all, Qingche skillfully takes out his mobile phone and opens the QR code for taking the bus.

Mo Qing glanced at him in surprise.

——Too proficient!
——How many unknown cosplays does he have?

*
The two squeezed onto the bus.

Shaking on the bus for half an hour, Mo Qing wanted to pick a stop to get off, but Jiang Ke grabbed her hand and pulled her off when the bus stopped at a certain stop.

After getting out of the car, Mo Qing pulled out his hand.

Jiang Ke's gaze paused for a moment on her hand.

Mo Qing looked around, put the hair on the right side behind his ear, and asked, "What do you eat?"

"Roast Duck."

"Oh."

Mo Qing nodded without any objection.

However, when Jiang Ke waited for her and came to the roast duck restaurant, she was still a little surprised.

Another century-old store.

It is not very famous, and there is no chain, it is a family operation.A building that has been refurbished many times over the past century has long lost its imprint in memory.

Mo Qing subconsciously looked at Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke didn't meet her eyes, but walked in directly: "Go in."

Mo Qing followed.

It was almost nine o'clock, and there were not many people eating at this time, so Jiang Ke chose a private room on the second floor.

Jiang Ke ordered food, but did not exchange greetings with Mo Qing.

He went straight to the point: "The sound insulation effect of the package is good, now you can speak slowly."

"Where do you want to start?" Mo Qing took off his backpack and casually put it on the chair next to him.

"Let's talk about your hands first." Jiang Ke threw the bag of medicines aside and frowned slightly, "Where's the wound?"

"You mean..."

Mo Qing spoke slowly.

Caught off guard, she held a sharp blade between her fingers and made a cut in her palm.

Blood gushed out immediately.

Seeing this, Jiang Ke's face suddenly changed, his brows and eyes darkened, and his tone was a bit chilly: "I didn't ask you to demonstrate."

Mo Qing shook his bloody hand and smiled: "That's so straightforward."

Jiang Ke's expression sank again.

Blood dripped onto the table.

Mo Qing unhurriedly took out a few needles and threw them on the blood drops.

Then, a miracle happened.

(End of this chapter)