Chapter 275 Experimental Subject—Belmod

"Chew carefully and slowly when eating." Belmod criticized Nobuhiro's behavior, and then demonstrated what it means to chew carefully and slowly.

Nobushi crossed his arms and stared at her indifferently.

I have to say that this woman's appearance and temperament are really stunning, and she is worthy of being the most charming female star on the screen. She can not only play the role of a noble and charming celebrity mother and daughter, but she can also show her cunning and cold-blooded eyes like a jackal and fox in the dark night.

Even if it is a simple and elegant meal like this, a casual photo can be used as a mobile phone wallpaper, which is far more stunning than many actresses' pretentious dozens of minutes of filming.

But for someone like Nobushige who understands her experience, no matter how excellent the skin is, it is just an eye-catching picture.

"You have such time, why not take a good look at the information on the organization's website." Nobushige sneered, "It will save me the trouble of coming to Japan and lowering my task efficiency."

Belmod's expression did not change, but his aqua eyes brought a sarcastic smile: "It's getting late, let's stop here today. Anyway, as long as Akai Shuichi doesn't die, there is still a chance for the three of us to meet. There are many.”

Bourbon raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Belmode.

He felt that as a man who came with Belmode - although this "together" was mostly forced - even out of gentlemanly demeanor, he should take the initiative to send his female companion to her place of stay. But this woman is too dangerous. If she watches her seriously, Bourbon will have the illusion that he is about to be exposed. If he accidentally says something when he is alone... it will be over.

It would be great if I could get the handle on this woman. No matter how subtle the performance is, there is no handle to use.

Bourbon struggled for a long time, but Belmode didn't even look at him. Instead, he took the initiative and said to Nobuhiro: "Why, I'm on your territory, and you won't send me off?"

Nobushige corrected: "It's Gin's territory."

"Well, what's the difference? He's not here anyway." Speaking of gin, Belmod's tone naturally showed a hint of familiarity, "Would you consider taking me in tonight?"

"No." Xinfan refused decisively, "I don't want to have anything to do with you."

However, even though he said this, he still consciously picked up the car keys.

Belmode smiled immediately, and she winked gently at Bourbon who stayed in place with a flirtatious and sly look: "I wish you a pleasant night."

Bourbon felt inexplicably offended, as if his mouth was suddenly stuffed with dog food.

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Nobushige left the kaiseki restaurant with the hatred he had just gained from Bourbon, but he was embarrassed on the inside but showed ease on the outside. Before leaving, he settled the bill in a gentlemanly manner and would never owe Belmode any favors for such a small matter.

Belmode held his arm and looked extremely intimate. And such a young man and woman were dazzling enough just from their appearance. Many guests cast admiring or envious glances at them along the way.

However, the moment the car door closed, the smile on Nobuhiro's face suddenly faded.

He said coldly: "You are very positive."

"I can't help it." Belmod looked at his red manicure with admiring eyes, and said in a light and relaxed tone, "After all, one of my tasks in Japan this time is to cooperate with your research. It doesn't matter if I go early or late."

Nobushige thought about Haibara Ai who was alone at home. He originally didn't want to go back too late, but Belmod, an uninvited guest who suddenly stayed behind, forced him to work overtime.

It's such a terrible feeling.

He drove a sports car, accelerated all the way, ignored the traffic lights to the end, and arrived at the organization's scientific research base in Tokyo in only ten minutes.

This research center, disguised as a foreign-funded biopharmaceutical company, hides the biggest secret of the dark side of the world.

An early-century building at the back of the pharmaceutical company is still brightly lit even after hours.

Nobushige led Belmode through the building, and the employees he occasionally passed were all wearing white lab coats. Some of them would bow respectfully when they recognized Mezcal, and those who didn't know him would not give the two outsiders a second glance.

"Strict management." Bellmode commented.

Nobuhiro said without hesitation: "Their importance is no less important than that of you and me."

It can be said that the ultimate goal of the organization is based on the efforts of the scientific research team. The action team and the intelligence team look majestic, but in fact they are all serving the scientific research team.

This is why the organization takes Shirley's defection so seriously. The impact she brings alone is too great.

After Akai Shuichi's identity was exposed, according to the organization's style, Miyano Akemi would be executed immediately. However, it is precisely because Miyano Shiho is still working for the organization that her sister can continue to live.

Until Miyano Akemi herself wanted to leave the organization, which just gave the organization an opportunity to deal with her. I just didn't expect that Miyano Shiho would choose to leave because of this.

Nobushige took Belmod all the way to the basement. The environment here was particularly unique, with a cold sense of technology everywhere. There are no windows around, only a solitary vent on the ceiling, and the only door connected to the outside world is blocked with advanced technology. There is no way to get in or out without the identity information that meets the permissions.

The owner of this super laboratory is sitting in front of the computer and mechanically processing data.

He is the director of the laboratory and a participant in the entire project, but he is also the prisoner with the least freedom here.

Hearing the movement, the dull-looking researcher raised his eyes slightly and looked over: "...Mezcal."

"Good evening, Aoki-kun." Xinfan nodded, as a greeting, "I'll bring Belmod over for a test."

Isao Aoki's eyes finally had some color, adding some vitality to this lifeless body, but this vitality was not positive.

"Come sit here," he said.

Belmode didn't ask the researcher what he wanted to do to her. She seemed to have been used to it for a long time. She calmly walked over and sat down.

Isao Aoki took out a plate of cryogenic tubes from the refrigerator nearby. After briefly defrosting, he opened one of them, poured the viscous liquid inside into a cup, and handed it to Belmod.

Belmod took it, ignored the unpalatable color and texture, and drank it in one gulp.

"This is the latest result. It is said that the clinical trial has reached the second phase, but I did not participate, and I don't know whether the report they provided is accurate." Isao Aoki skillfully put on various monitors on Belmode He checked the vital signs instrument and took out the syringe to draw blood.

During the whole process, Belmode was like an exquisite doll, letting others manipulate her without any complaints.

Nobuhiro flipped through the paper information on the table casually: "How long will it take for the results to be available?"

"It will take two days to complete." Isao Aoki sealed the blood, "Just wait a moment, and a simple version of the report will be issued soon."

After saying that, he took the sample and left the room.