When he was almost finished, Adam entered the laboratory again. After a while, the sound of a crusher came from inside.
When the timer returned to "0" and the beep sounded, the treadmill belt also stopped.
The two people walked down and were already sweating. Richard wiped the sweat and walked inside: "Another twelve hundred calories were consumed."
When we arrived at the laboratory, three cups of green kiwi juice were ready. It's just that Richard still had a big cup, while she and Adam had a small cup. She had a cup and Adam had a half cup.
Richard picked up the big cup and took a sip, then tasted the taste: "It's okay. It seems that your juice making skills are much better than your cooking skills."
Adam said calmly: "Isn't this very good? It will help you eat less."
"It won't be difficult to do anything with your IQ, right?" Richard grimaced, and turned to her and said, "Thinking about your absence for the next two days, I have already started to lose weight."
Xining tried hard not to laugh. It seemed that the words were too exaggerated. Is the food Adam cooked really so unpalatable?
Then she saw a small plate on the table, with not only the vegetable segments she placed on it, but also a little bit of kiwi fruit. So he took it to the little mouse.
While she drank the juice, she watched the little mouse eating it sweetly.
After drinking the fruit, she turned around. Richard, who was standing at the desk with Adam, reminded: "Don't keep looking at it, or you may develop feelings."
Um? She raised her eyebrows slightly, what do you mean?
Richard seemed to be looking at her face with some caution: "This little guy is about to be sent back. Well, that's the medical laboratory."
She frowned slightly, so what?
Richard couldn't speak anymore and looked at Adam.
Adam walked over slowly and stopped in front of her. He lowered his head slightly and looked at her: "It is a medical mouse. It will be used for medical experiments after it is sent back."
Injections, flooding, roasting, high temperature, high pressure, skin peeling and cramping, opening the chest and brain and inserting electrodes... anything is possible.
A very cute little mouse, not afraid of people, likes to eat and be touched, and is furry.
She also looked at Adam deeply, and after a long time: "Can't you stay?" At this time, her heart felt so guilty, and her words became weak.
"No!" Adam replied simply: "It is borrowed."
Then he looked at her, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be raised with a hint of teasing: "Want to change it?"
Change one? Adding the pain of one body to the other... He didn't say definitely whether it could be changed, but he used rhetorical questions, waiting for her to say change.
Since you are waiting to ask, then ask, what is this: "Can I change it?"
Adam looked at her and spat out leisurely: "No!"
Huh~, this guy is so angry, really so angry. On purpose, on purpose!
Did she just say a few words to Richard and she was immediately given this kind of retribution? This is a bit too fast.
She turned to look at Richard, who shrugged at her, indicating that he was helpless.
Adam was as calm as water: "If you die, you can report the loss."
He suddenly took a breath of cold air. He was dead. As long as he was dead, there was no need to send him back. The rat carcasses no longer have any value, so there is no need to send them back.
Adam said slowly: "You can do it, it's your choice."
To be sent back alive, I don’t know what I will experience. To prevent it from dying tragically, she would do it.
For a moment, Xining didn't know what to say or what to say. No matter what she chooses, this little guy will die in the end, either somewhere she can't see or in her hands.
Adam stood there, face to face with her, looking deeply at each other. It seems that they are trying hard to see through each other, but they still can't.
Mo Ming: "Looking at your potential, a mouse can contain you."
A slight smile appeared on the corner of the mouth, good, very good, very good...
She took the cup, walked around Adam, gently placed the finished water cup in the sink, and then walked to the refrigerator. Under the watchful eyes of Adam and Richard, he took out the butter from the refrigerator, used a small spoon, dug out a small piece, and came back.
Adam leaned aside this time and got out of the way. Watching her walk to the cage, put the butter in her hand, opened the cage, and took out the white mouse.
The mouse came to her palm, smelled the butter, and immediately started to eat.
She held the little white mouse in her arms and walked slowly towards the desk. Looking at the little white mouse in the palm of my hand, I gently touched its furry little head with my fingers from time to time.
Richard looked at Adam worriedly, but Adam stood there, watching motionless. He hesitated to speak, and finally his lips moved, but he still couldn't say anything.
After eating the butter, the little mouse began to flexibly comb its fur with its pink paws.
Xi Ning carefully picked it up and pressed it on the counter. Soon, he picked up the kitchen knife on the knife holder next to him, pointed it at his neck and chopped it off...
Ah~, Richard opened his mouth, but no sound came out. His eyes widened. At this time, only the white mouse with its head and body separated was left on the table.
The mouse died immediately after being chopped down with a knife.
Not much pain, and there’s still nice-smelling butter in your mouth and beard…
Xining threw the bloody kitchen knife on the counter with a bang, and gave Adam a cold look...Are you satisfied? Report the damage.
She has never been so angry, you win... Not wanting to say anything, she went directly to get the professional suit she had changed into, then picked up her bag and hurried downstairs. get off work!
Richard seemed to be stunned by the current situation. He stood in the middle and turned his head around to watch her get something. He wanted to say something but couldn't, just like a helpless child.
He walked down the stairs angrily and walked towards the door. When he reached the center, he unconsciously paused and stopped.
A surge of anger suddenly burned more and more fiercely. Her current situation is a conditioned reflex. Unknowingly, she was influenced and controlled!
He was so angry that he continued to walk towards the door. She opened the access control with her card, and there was a beep sound, and she went to pull the door open.
Suddenly a hand stretched out from behind, pressed the door, and pushed the door that had been slightly opened with a gap open back to its original position. There was a slight banging sound, and then it closed with a click.
Before she could pick up the card and swipe it again, or start to curse, another arm stretched out and hugged her whole body.
"You're angry!" Adam's calm voice sounded in his ears. The wind that drifted with the words was like a warm spring breeze, shaking the sweat that was about to dry up in the ears and shaking the broken hair.
She didn't move, suppressing her anger. Sometimes, impulse is the devil. Whoever gets angry first will lose first.
After holding it in for less than two seconds, he still couldn't hold it in anymore. He took a deep breath and tried hard to maintain his grace: "I'm not angry, why should I be angry?"
For a mouse? Hehe!
"No, you're angry..." Adam whispered in her ear, his lips almost separated.
Just like that, Adam held her with one hand from behind and held the door with the other hand, blocking her. It seemed that he didn't want her to walk out of here while being angry today.
