"Ha, I don't want to see it, I don't want to see it."
Wang Jin grinned sheepishly.
A'Zhu snorted and stopped talking.
Li Huizheng, who was at the door, peered in and seemed to be holding back a smile.
"Go, go, let's talk about something."
Wang Jin winked at the madman and then pushed him out of the door.
"Bang."
The door closed, and the madman took Li Hui to the distance.
Only Wang Jin and Old Peter were left in the dean's room.
Wang Jin looked at Old Pete with a flashing broadsword in hand and showed a gentle smile.
The atmosphere started to get a little subtle.
"Wang...Wang Jin, if you don't like it, I can change it for you, so you won't kill me, right?"
Old Peter was trembling. Anyone who was laughed at by Wang Jin seemed to have no good ending.
"That's not what I'm talking about."
Wang Jin was stunned for a moment, then put the broad knife aside, and then said to Old Pete.
"Do you know what I do?"
"Ah? Aren't you the one who sends warmth from the community?"
Old Pete was stunned, as if he really believed Wang Jin's lies about fooling mentally ill people.
"Seriously."
Wang Jin curled his lips, then put away his smile.
"Your and Lei's jobs should be similar. They both deal with things like us."
Seeing that Wang Jin was becoming serious in a rare way, Old Pete no longer pretended to be confused.
"That's right."
Wang Jin nodded and continued.
"The name of my company is Kaitan Shelter Center. As the name suggests, you should be able to guess what I do."
"Is this a weird story? So now humans call me that?"
Old Pete sat back in his chair and then smiled.
"You won't resist?"
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and his voice was a little low.
"If you really want to take me in, I can't move just now."
"Your strange ability can be suppressed by even the ancient gods for a moment."
"As for why you didn't take action..."
"I'm a businessman, I guess you want to do business with me."
Old Pete spread his hands, leaned back, and then two gleams flashed in his eyes.
"As expected of someone who can compete with the Green God, he is smart enough."
Wang Jin sat on the sofa nearby and spoke slowly.
"I won't continue working in the company for a reason that's hard to explain."
"This means that I will have friction with the company sooner or later. At least I have to ensure that I can escape from them with my family."
"It's hard for me to do this alone, so I need my own power."
Wang Jin stood up and looked directly into Old Pete's eyes.
This is his true purpose.
So he asked the madman to take away Li Hui, just to avoid letting the company know his true thoughts.
There are too many strange things about Wang Jue's disappearance, but one thing is certain.
It has something to do with the company.
Money is only part of it. The reason why he so easily agreed to Old Pete to help him deal with pollution was just for this moment.
"call--"
Old Pete did not speak, but took out a cigar from the desk, cut it open and slowly started smoking.
This was a little habit he had when he was still human.
silence.
There was a long silence.
Wang Jin was not in a hurry, he could not force Old Pete to make a choice.
The smoke lingers, and the smell of cigars is so strong that it penetrates into people's lungs.
"Wang Jin..."
After taking a long puff of cigarette, Old Pete slowly spoke.
"Our family ran the largest zoo in the world at the time, and the name Hilbert even meant zoo in people's mouth at the time."
"As the last zoo manager, I always make a lot of choices."
"When I was still alive, I had a little habit."
"Every time I make a big decision, I take a few puffs of my cigar."
"This cigar is very expensive, but the price is justified. It is very easy to smoke."
"I think if the cigar I like still tastes the same when I smoke it, it means my mind is barely awake."
"It's a pity that I'm not a human being now. I'm just a sad soul floating in the zoo. I can't feel anything."
As he spoke, Old Pete took a puff of his cigar. It seemed that because of his emotion, his figure suddenly became unreal.
"I can't fucking taste the cigar anymore."
At this point, Old Pete suddenly pressed the burning cigar into the ashtray with a ferocious expression, as if he wanted to kill something.
"From then on, I didn't dare to make decisions easily because I had no way of knowing whether I was awake or not."
"Even when faced with the Green God's invasion, I wasn't sure whether I wanted to resist."
"At that time, I really thought that I could just let the Green God assimilate me."
"I have lived in a state of confusion for more than a hundred years, and this is really terrible."
Old Pete's face darkened a bit, and then he spoke with some apology.
"Sorry, I went too far."
"I am a businessman and should remain neutral."
"But you helped me a lot. One of the commandments of our family, in your words, is..."
Old Pete thought for a while, then patted the table.
"The kindness of a drop of water is repaid by a spring of water."
"Let me think about the matter between you and the company..."
After saying this, Old Pete slowly slumped in his chair, thinking of the past seemed to make him very tired.
"But don't worry, I was also a human before. If those ancient gods give you trouble, I..."
As if he had turned back into the old bastard in a suit, Old Pete's voice became brisk again.
"I will find someone to help you collect the body."
"Ha, thank you very much."
Wang Jin smiled and said nothing more.
There was no need for Old Pete to wade into this muddy water. It would be great if he could collect the body for himself.
"Then I'll leave first."
Wang Jin turned around and walked towards the door of the office. Just before going out, he suddenly turned around.
The golden medal followed a curve and fell impartially into old Pete's hands.
He caught it firmly.
"Before you make a decision next time, try throwing things back and forth. At least you can touch them. This will let you know that you are not alone."
"besides..."
"Help me change this thing, it's too damn ugly."
Wang Jin didn't look back, turned around and walked out the door.
"ha?"
Old Pete threw the medal high and caught it again.
I don't feel it, but I can hear the slight sound of the medal falling on my palm.
"Seems...not that bad?"
The gentleman in a casual suit was stunned for a moment, then showed a slight smile.
——
"Hey——, I didn't expect that people who are hundreds of years old can still use Yiyun."
Wang Jin stretched out after walking out of the office, and then spoke softly.
"You heard it, we have a tough battle to fight in the future, and we must not be so desperate in the future."
The huddled Xiao Hei swayed slightly in the Eyes of the Ancient God.
Wang Jin smiled.
I raised my head and looked at the night sky. The moon was hanging in the sky.