Chapter 130: Department 101 [12] Changed instruments, Mo Qing was captured by Jiang Ke
"Who are you and where did you come in from? Are you not from our institute?"
Jiang Ke raised his eyelids and glanced at him.
A very ordinary 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 over with cheers.
Xu Zhongyuan was startled when he heard the sound. He turned around and saw the leaders of the institute approaching.
Immediately, Xu Zhongyuan suddenly realized something and looked at the man again.
His eyes opened wider.
Jiang Ke's eyes passed over Mo Qing, and then he said to the visitor: "Let's go."
"We're all at the door, why don't you take a look?" Someone looked at the door of the research room.
Jiang Ke glanced at Mo Qing meaningfully, then calmed down his expression, his eyebrows were calm, and his tone was cool: "I've seen it."
This was meant for Mo Ting.
Mo Qing raised an eyebrow.
——Hasn’t it been possible to read it on the first floor and have to run over and listen to the corner?
"Okay." The man nodded and glanced at Xu Zhongyuan, "Xiaoyuan, you guys are busy first."
A group of people gathered around Jiang Ke and left.
Xu Zhongyuan looked at their backs, turned his gaze away, and looked at Mo Qing thoughtfully.
"He is..." After a pause, Xu Zhongyuan swallowed his guess and said, "The director of our headquarters is named Jiang Ke, who is newly appointed."
"Yeah."
Mo Qing opened the door of the research room, seemingly lacking interest.
Xu Zhongyuan watched Mo Qing's actions closely.
He recalled the details of their relationship just now.
These two people should know each other...
One is Jiang Mo and the other is Jiang Ke.
Is it possible that "Jiang Mo" is Jiang Ke's sister?
It’s not impossible!
When Jiang Ke took office, a man named "Jiang Mo" came in. He was also highly regarded by Professor Lu, so there was no guarantee that he had a backer...
Xu Zhongyuan's Adam's apple tightened.
The look in his eyes as he looked at Mo Qing had a hint of "defeat" in his eyes.
*
After the lunch break, the atmosphere in the laboratory became a little weird.
One is that Xu Zhongyuan is obviously more enthusiastic about Mo Qing.
On the other hand, Shang Nan and Liu Ping both had grim 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 had not criticized Shang Nan and Liu Ping harshly throughout the morning, made a big move at noon - giving both of them 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 became much more pleasant.
It is the "fly" Xu Zhongyuan that is particularly annoying.
Before I knew it, it was getting dark.
"That's it for today. Let's get off work." Lu Qiong'an told them.
Several people responded one after another.
Including Mo Qing.
Not long after, Lu Qiong'an locked the door and everyone left the research room together.
However, half an hour later, Mo Qing, who had already "off duty", appeared again carrying a backpack.
She returned to the institute on the pretext of "coming to get something."
Shen Qi's voice came from the tiny earphones she put in her ears: "I control all surveillance. As long as you don't bump into anyone, you won't be discovered."
Mo Qing: "Yeah."
The sound of Shen Qi biting a lollipop came from the earphones.
"The door is locked, how do you plan to get in?" Shen Qi added, "The lock is not connected to the Internet, so I can't hack in."
"Pry the lock."
Mo Qing answered simply and directly.
Shen Qi was bored and continued to ask: "How long do you plan to complete the subcontracting work?"
"Half a month."
"The college entrance examination is coming soon. Will Min Chang be able to come back in time?"
"He will go back in a few days."
"What about the parts?"
"He will arrange it in advance."
"oh."
The two of them chatted with each other.
After a while, Mo Qing came to the door of Research Room 302. She looked at the door lock and inserted a wire into it. In less than thirty seconds, she heard the lock cylinder "click" and it opened.
"Awesome." Shen Qi said, "I took a look and found that there is no one on your level. You can move with peace of mind."
Mo Qing opened the door and picked up the phone at the same time: "Hang up."
"Eh?"
Shen Qi, who was thrown away after use, made a sound of incomprehension.
However, there was no sound in the headphones.
Shen Qi glanced at the monitor, took off his headphones, threw them aside, picked up the mug and went to make tea.
…
In the research room.
Mo Qing did not turn on the light, but used the light coming from the window to go straight to the "Miasma Remover".
In order to avoid the "miasma removal device" being dismantled at once, which would lead to the trouble of "packaging" when the time came, Mo Qing was very lazy when dismantling it, so that they only dismantled a few pieces in one day.
She was in no hurry to "swap the package".
Standing in front of the "Mias Remover", 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 pressed the fingertips of her right hand against a small blade. She glanced at the palm of her left hand, and then, without any hesitation, she slashed the palm.
The bright red blood gurgled out and gathered into a stream.
She clenched her hands into fists and reached for the "Miasma Remover".
The blood fell on the "Miasma Remover" drop by drop.
Then, something incredible happened.
The blood that fell on the surface of the instrument, after a short stay, dripped in little by little. The instrument seemed to be absorbent, and every drop of blood disappeared.
Without a trace.
At the same time, in the darkness, the surface of the instrument emitted a layer of fluorescence, which was strong and weak, flickering.
"What's this?"
Suddenly a familiar voice came from the door.
Mo Qing turned around and suddenly saw a figure standing at the door.
She paused and squinted her eyes, clearly seeing the outline of Jiang Ke's figure and the surprise on his eyebrows.
She took her hand back.
"Are you staying here?" Mo Qing understood what he meant immediately.
Jiang Ke walked in, closed the ajar door, and then said confidently: "I accidentally stayed here until now."
Mo Qing: "..." Only if you believe me can you be a ghost.
Jiang Ke looked at the miasma removal instrument, stretched out his hand, and tapped on the surface: "Explain it."
The fluorescence has not faded yet, and this scene is quite magical.
"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 moment and gave a reason: "The owner claims it."
"..."
Mo Qing's mouth twitched.
Jiang Ke smiled, then looked at the miasma removal instrument that exuded a "weird" atmosphere from the inside out, and asked: "Are you here for it?"
"Um."
"What is it?"
"An instrument for detoxification."
Jiang Ke thought about when Mo Qing came to the Imperial City to treat people's illnesses, and he felt confident: "Detoxify Gu Wanwan?"
"Um."
"...Oh." Jiang Ke nodded and then asked, "How much did he give you?"
Mo Qing looked stern.
——Forgot to talk about it.
On that day, she negotiated two conditions with Gu Wanwan, but she did not mention remuneration.
The light in the room was dim, and Jiang Ke could vaguely see Mo Qing's face.
However, he quickly understood Mo Qing's silence and commented quietly: "Blood loss."
"How much did you see at the door just now?" Mo Qing said in a deep voice and put his fist behind his back.
Jiang Ke thought for a while.
Mo Qing's eyes suddenly became sharper.
So, Jiang Ke said slowly: "It starts with you hurting yourself."
"..."
have to.
He saw everything.
——Shen Qi's words made her relax her guard, and she forgot to close the door.
"Why does your blood react with this?" Jiang Ke tapped the instrument again and asked calmly and calmly, "Why does it react with this?"
He is really too calm.
However, Mo Qing could also understand.
After all, there is nothing more shocking than "Mo Qing was a person from a hundred years ago".
What's more, there were many strange things that Jiang Ke saw.
Jiang Ke is probably immune...
Mo Qing paused: "It's a long story."
Nodding slightly, Jiang Ke seemed to understand.
As a result, the next second he suddenly said: "I haven't had dinner yet."
"What?" Mo Qing frowned and didn't react for a moment.
Jiang Ke said: "Your treat."
Mo Qing was confused: "Why?"
"Eating people has a short mouth."
"..."
Mo Qing raised his eyelids.
A hazy light fell slantingly on Jiang Ke's face, illuminating Jiang Ke's handsome face. This man had shed all his pretentious image, and his posture was natural and relaxed.
Although it feels a bit like "begging for nothing" now, but how should I put it...
It's all a little bit real.
Not so "fake" anymore.
"Do you have any other action plans? Please do it as soon as possible." Jiang Ke said.
"..."
Mo Qing glanced at him speechlessly.
Then he turned around and walked towards a table where instrument parts were placed.
There are two purposes for her coming here.
1. Verify the authenticity of the "miasma removal instrument".
Second, "replace" the removed parts.
She checked every part of the "Miasma Remover" and she knew 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 materials are different.
Of course, with the current equipment and research progress of the laboratory, the "material" issue will not be considered.
After "changing the bag", Mo Qing zipped up the backpack and threw the backpack over his shoulder.
She walked towards the door.
Suddenly, Jiang Ke stretched out his hand and blocked her way.
Mo Qing thought there was some movement in the corridor and immediately became alert.
She was just about to go to listen to the situation in the corridor, and then she heard Jiang Ke say slowly: "I'll go first."
"What's the difference?" Mo Qing couldn't understand.
Jiang Ke glanced at her and said, "I'm afraid you'll escape the bill."
"..."
Mo Qing was speechless.
After a pause, Mo Qing pointed to the door: "Please."
Jiang Ke strode towards the door.
Mo Qing waited for about ten minutes after Jiang Ke left, and then left the research room.
Because her image was so inconspicuous, the guard didn't bother to ask her more questions and let her leave when he saw her.
As soon as he left the house, Mo Qing's cell phone rang.
It's Jiang Ke's information.
【left.】
Mo Qing looked down, then held the phone and turned left.
"This way."
While passing by a bus stop, Mo Qing suddenly heard Jiang Ke's voice.
She turned her head and looked, and she was shocked to see the dignified Jiang Ke standing under a bus sign. Next to 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."
"Um?"
Mo Qing was startled.
After glancing at her, Jiang Ke didn't explain, but directly picked up her wrist and looked at her left wrist.
Mo Qing reacted and noticed the bag Jiang Ke was holding in his other hand - it contained some medicines.
However, when she opened her fingers and showed the palm of her hand, it was intact and there was no sign of any wound.
A hint of surprise appeared in Jiang Ke's eyes.
Mo Qing suddenly felt relieved, broke away his wrist, and looked at Jiang Ke: "Mr. Jiang, what a coincidence that we can meet here in such a huge imperial city?"
Jiang carved a meal.
For a moment, Jiang Ke doubted himself, but when he caught the cunning look in Mo Qing's eyes, he suddenly became convinced.
So Jiang Ke said, "Long time no see."
Mo Qing corrected: "It's not that 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. The next second, Jiang Ke leaned forward, lowered his head slightly, and came close to her cheek. His voice was low and sexy: "Don't be so shy."
"..."
Mo Qing's eyelids twitched.
——She just wanted to tear Xu Zhongyuan's mouth off.
Jiang Ke smiled lightly, satisfied, and said, "I'm treating you."
A bus arrived at the stop.
It leads to the city center.
Mo Qing raised his chin and pointed at the bus: "Please."
With Jiang Ke's image, he really didn't fit in with the bus. However, Jiang Ke didn't care at all. Qingche skillfully took out his mobile phone and opened the QR code for taking the bus.
Mo Qing glanced at him in surprise.
——So skilled!
——How many unknown roles does he have?
*
The two of them squeezed into the bus.
After shaking on the bus for half an hour, Mo Qing wanted to pick a stop to get off, but when the bus stopped at a certain stop, Jiang Ke grabbed her hand and pulled her off.
After getting out of the car, Mo Qing took out his hand.
Jiang Ke's gaze paused on her hand for a moment.
Mo Qing looked around, tucked the right side of her hair behind her ear, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"Roast Duck."
"oh."
Mo Qing nodded without any objection.
However, when Jiang Ke waited for her to arrive in front of the roast duck restaurant, she was still a little surprised.
Another century-old store.
It's not very famous, and it doesn't have a chain. It's just a family run business. It's a building that has been renovated many times over the past century and has no trace in memory.
Mo Qing subconsciously looked at Jiang Ke.
Jiang Ke didn't look at her, but walked directly in: "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 the meal and 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 hear it from?" Mo Qing took off his backpack and put it casually on the chair next to him.
"Let's talk about your hands first." Jiang Ke threw the bag containing the medicine aside and frowned slightly, "Where is the wound?"
"You mean..."
Mo Qing spoke without hesitation.
Caught off guard, she held a sharp blade between her fingers and made a cut into her palm.
Blood immediately emerged.
Seeing this, Jiang Ke's expression suddenly changed, his brows darkened, and his tone was filled with chill: "I didn't ask you to demonstrate."
Mo Qing shook his bloody hand and smiled: "This is so direct."
Jiang Ke's expression darkened again.
Blood dripped onto the table.
Mo Qing took out a few needles and threw them on the blood drops.
