Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

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"Who is he?" Belmode asked, raising his chin towards the back where Aoki Hoon had left.

Xinfan's sight still fell on the materials, and he casually replied, "Honor Aoki, a high-achieving Ph.D student from Dongdu University, has returned from Stanford. He has two first-author articles in international high-level academic journals, which are biopharmaceuticals. Genius in terms of.

"Oh, yes." As if suddenly remembering, he looked up and added, "He just went to the newspaper half a year ago."

Belmode raised his eyebrows with interest.

Without her asking, Xinfan had already replied: "It is said that he left a farewell letter to his parents, saying that he was going to pursue his dream, and for this reason he resigned from the position of associate professor at Dongdu University."

"Dream?" Belmode sneered. "So he came to you to pursue his dream?"

Xin Fan shrugged: "Isn't this a dream? The most advanced equipment, endless research funds, and meaningful scientific research goals. These should be the best treatment for scientific researchers?"

"Yes." Belmode's voice revealed a sense of emptiness, and she nearly murmured, "It is indeed a significant scientific research goal to let people escape the threat of death."

"Otherwise, how can you keep you young forever?" Xinfan stretched out his hand and gently stroked Belmode's hydrated and white face, "Keeping forever young and immortal, this was originally the common goal of scientists all over the world, but here it is. Hoon Aoki can work without distractions."

Public opinion pressure, moral bottom line, ethical rules, these are not worth even a yen for the organization.

Belmode heard what he said and suddenly laughed: "I must suspect that you are also an old monster."

"Also? So you define yourself as an old monster?"

"How can one refuse to accept the old?" Despite saying this, Belmode cast a wink in a charming manner.

This kind of game world can't see the old state at all, but it reveals the open-mindedness of seeing through the world.

Xinfan retracted his gaze and used his mobile phone to take photos of several key points in the document, and planned to return to the police and send it to the police after collecting them.

Belmode only thought he had to study it seriously, and didn't think too much.

Soon Aoki Hoon came back with a printed test report: "All indicators are quite normal, but the aging of the cells is indeed slowing down. But at present, it is not possible to achieve reverse differentiation. Rejuvenation can basically be declared impossible. NS."

"Thank you, Mescal." Belmode embraced Xinfan affectionately, and she leaned in Xinfan's ear and said softly, "Thank you for keeping my time at twenty forever."

Xinfan pushed Belmode away indifferently: "You can't hear any joy in your tone."

"Really?" Belmode's eyes darkened. "How could it be? This is the common dream of women all over the world."

Aoki Hoon's eyes stayed on them for a few seconds respectively, but there was no gossip in there. It was simply disgust: "You can go now."

"Do I still need to come over?" Belmode asked.

Xinfan replied for Aoki Hoon: "If all the examination results are normal after two days, you don't need to come again."

"Otherwise I have to test it again?"

"Um."

"Then I wish you success." Belmode yawned tiredly. "When I think of working with you in the future, I start to look forward to it."

While she was talking, she left according to the way she came.

After Shinhan and Hoon Aoki left, he followed Belmode.

Just when he was about to leave the laboratory, a kind of creeps stared at by a beast suddenly hit his back.

He looked around quickly without a trace, but his expression suddenly relaxed when he found the trail of the peeping man. What followed was helplessness.

Jiang Gu Ling was really good enough, probably because the conversation between him and Belmode at the Kaiseki Restaurant made him suspicious, and he was traced all the way here. But he was so courageous that he dared to break into the heavily guarded research institute alone. The key was to make him successful.

Xinfan adjusted his position silently, helping Jiang Guling to block the sight of the inquiry that Belmode might cast.

But until they left the institute, Belmode didn't find the little tail.

Xinfan was worried about Hui Yuanwei who was at home alone in his heart, so he didn't stay outside, and drove in the direction of home.

The car was of course the Maserati from Mezcal, the car he abandoned on the roadside of Mugidocho was later driven back by members of the organization.

Everything needed in the car is readily available. It took a few minutes for Xinfan to remove his disguise and change into a more ordinary dress. Then he changed back to Asano's car in the nearby parking lot, and walked the last part of the road as Asano.

However, he didn't know that just as the above steps happened, something went wrong at home.

...

Although Mr. Asano said that he would greet Dr. Aka, Huihara Ai didn't want to disturb the elderly at this late hour. Besides, Dr. A Li is definitely not worried that she will go home alone, and will probably drive her after dinner.

Instead of being so troublesome, it's better to eat whatever you want.

Hui Yuanai roughly cleaned the disposable lunch box and threw it into the trash can. She poured herself a glass of sweet milk~www.readwn.com~ and then she nestled in the favorite position of Xinfan by the window. .

The moon gradually squeezed out the sun's brilliance and hung brightly in the sky alone.

Ai Yuanai looked very surprised, so she ignored the not-so-loud phone ringing.

Originally, Xinfan didn't have a landline at his home. For people like him who might move at any time, the landline is just a burden. Only since Shiho Miyano moved in as an ordinary first-year girl, to ensure the safety of the child and to facilitate communication between the juvenile detectives, Shinshige finally installed a landline phone at his home.

The number of the landline is archived on the apartment management side, and only a few people close to it have it.

After the phone rang a few times, it turned to the answering machine: "Hello, this is Asano's house, please leave a message after the beep if you have something-beep!"

Hearing the familiar voice of Mr. Asano, Aihara finally recovered, but before she could answer the phone, the other party had already hung up. She checked the broadcasted number suspiciously, but found that it seemed to come from a public telephone booth.

"Strange, how can someone give home at a public phone booth..." Aihara was stunned for a moment. "Oops, could it be that Mr. Asano didn't bring his cell phone, so he called home, right?"

Hui Yuanai quickly picked up the receiver and typed in a series of well-remembered calls.

Perhaps because of anxiety, Hui Yuanai only paid attention to the input without checking, but the voice in the receiver was a little strange.

"Hey, I'm Miyano, I'm not at home now, please leave your name and message after the beep."

Huh?

Hui Yuan was stunned in sorrow.

This is definitely not Mr. Asano's call, but...Miyano...This surname gives her a very familiar feeling.

Does she know this big sister named Miyano?