Chapter 443 Twenty-Four Hour Clock

Realizing that it was very likely that a black-faced brother was still waiting for his reply in a corner, Nobuhiro quickly coaxed Haihara Ai and quietly came to the study alone. It was rare that he took the initiative to call Gin to show his attitude.

However, this time, Nobushige finally experienced the feeling of gin that he had experienced countless times in the past.

Because Gin didn't answer his call.

The busy tone rang lonely for a while and then stopped, and the call was automatically cut off.

This feeling is really... refreshing.

Nobuhiro looked at the time of three o'clock in the morning displayed on his mobile phone, and began to reflect with conscience. Shouldn't he disturb others so late? After all, a normal person should be in a sweet dream right now.

But Gin is not a normal person. Moreover, Nobuhiro thought back to the times when Gin contacted him in the past, and found that it was also in the early morning. This seems to mean that model workers work on a 24-hour basis and there is no personal rest time.

Maybe Gin is busy.

Nobuhiro thought so and went back to sleep with peace of mind.

It wasn't until the afternoon of the next day, when he finished all the work at Lufeng Music Classroom and Mori Law Firm that day, that Nobushige finally took time out of his busy schedule to call Gin.

However, this time, Gin still didn't answer the phone.

"Tsk, I didn't expect him to be so boring." Xinfan sighed softly, "He is really not a frank person."

Okiya Subaru poked his head out from behind the table and asked with a smile: "Who are you talking about?"

Nobuhiro glanced at the man who was moving in the direction of brown candy, and replied angrily: "I'm talking about you."

The smile on Okiya Subaru's lips deepened a lot, and he continued to wipe the table legs diligently without complaint.

This job, which was originally within the scope of Azusa Enomoto's responsibilities, has been taken over by Subaru Okiya who has nothing to do since I don't know when.

But probably because this man lacks working experience, the work he does always fails to satisfy his boss. Looking at Okiya Subaru's busy back, Nobushige always misses Toru Amuro.

God, please give him a jobber as good as Toru Amuro!

I don’t know if the gods heard his prayer. When the sun set and rose again, Nobuhiro’s work continued.

…

The day came again when Belmode needed to be examined. Although Shinman couldn't quite predict the time, there was always someone who was thinking about Belmode.

Nobushige took advantage of the darkness to arrive at the previous research institute. Due to the traffic jam on the road, he arrived nearly ten minutes later than expected.

"Mr. Aoki has brought the test sample for examination. It's in the second laboratory." The young researcher in a white coat bowed slightly and saluted Nobushige.

Looking along the corridor, in the translucent laboratory at the end, Belmode was undergoing "inhuman" treatment.

Nobuhiro only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze: "I'm going to check on the recent experimental progress. You can do your business."

"yes."

Although Nobushige did not know much about the research being conducted at the institute, he was the person in charge of the project after all and theoretically had the highest authority. So he easily obtained all the research materials.

But of course, he couldn't understand any of the raw data.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand, just leave it all to the police.

What he cared about was the last summary, which mentioned one thing - ZJX-11. This was one of the main products of the research project run by Nobushige, and it was also the gas used by Gin to execute Shirley.

Can such a substance be further purified?

Nobushi looked at the information on the screen and sighed slightly.

If Shirley waits until this time to escape from the organization, I'm afraid she won't be able to survive long enough to eat APTX-4869.

However, although the by-product has been fully utilized by the organization, the substance that produces it still has no name. It's like it was deliberately forgotten by the organization.

Would an organization really give up something so important?

Nobuhiro held his head and thought seriously.

"Mezcal." Accompanied by a familiar voice, Aoki Isao and Belmode appeared at the door.

Nobuhiro understood after being stunned for a short time.

He had heard Gin say that Isao Aoki was about to get a code name, and judging from the current situation, this news was probably true. At least Aoki Isao has been allowed to leave the underground laboratory.

Aoki Isao's eyes fell on the screen in front of Nobutushige: "As you have seen, the research has come to an end for the time being. Next, I will tend to another research. If you have any questions, just contact me directly."

Belmod came over with interest: "Is it over already? It seems to be an unfamiliar project, but since you are in charge, this project must be very important to the organization, right?"

Nobuhiro glanced at her: "It doesn't matter whether it's important or not."

If he hadn't known that Belmod was just a real wine who cared about his godson and goddaughter, he might have suspected that this woman was an agent of some intelligence agency.

As if he didn't hear Nobushige's warning, Bermod turned over the report on his own.

Nobuhiro took the keyboard away from her, and a tic-tac-toe wave floated on the back of his head.

"Don't look at me like that." Belmod gently raised the corners of his lips and said, "I really want to know what kind of plan I am involved in!"

"You're participating in more than just this plan." Nobuhiro reached out and shut down the computer.

He instantly received a glare from Belmode.

Isao Aoki glanced at the two of them with a look that looked like they were mentally retarded, and finally sighed helplessly.

Okay, he can't afford to offend either of these two giant Buddhas.

"Mescal, do you have an appointment tonight?" Belmode leaned sideways on the computer table, crossing his legs, revealing his fair skin.

Xin Fan glanced steadily: "Yes, I made an appointment with the God of Sleep to meet in my dream."

"Tsk, you are so boring." Belmode shook his head in disgust, "Then let's go together. This laboratory is so winding, who knows what we will encounter?"

"The floor plan is in the corridor." Isao Aoki reminded quietly.

It wasn't too late, but Nobuhiro didn't plan to stay here any longer. He just happened to drop by Dr. Ali's house to pick up Xiao Ai.

Although his "smooth ride" required changing cars, changing clothes, and driving in circles.

Before leaving, Nobushige glanced at Isao Aoki with a complicated expression.

Isao Aoki looked back with emotion.

Nobushige asked: "Should I congratulate you?"

Isao Aoki was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "I think so."

This is the path he chose. No matter what dangers lie ahead, no matter what kind of abyss and swamps are beneath his feet, he can only abandon everything and move forward.

Maybe he will be swallowed up by the swamp and poisonous gas at some point, but for Aoki Isao, his choice has never been no choice.