The "colleague" speaks politely and has a magnetic subwoofer that even men would envy. But these elements, combined with what he said, made "Tool Man No. 1"'s already overheated heart almost explode.
"May I?"
"..."
"Tool Man No. 1"'s body instinctively tensed up, almost making a defensive posture, but at this moment, Black Lion's instructions struck a note in his mind:
...If you meet someone on the street who asks for something from you, just give it to him.
This order eliminated all his subjective initiative.
"Tool Man No. 1" was stunned for half a second, and then he hurriedly took out the notebook from his chest and held it up with both hands.
The "colleague" also took it with both hands politely, rubbed it twice in his hands, as if to check the material, and then opened the notebook and started reading.
In the next scene, "Tool Man No. 1" very consciously blocked it out and stared at the elevator panel without squinting, as if it contained his ultimate secret to promotion and salary increase.
The elevator continued to move downward, and the "colleague" next to him was flipping through his notebook very gently and restrainedly. Except for the occasional scraping of paper pages, there was no other sound, so that the slight noise of the maglev elevator became particularly clear.
This must be the most difficult period that "Tool Man No. 1" has ever experienced in his life, and it is extremely long. He was already thinking about whether he should press a certain level in the middle and just escape.
The notebook has been given away anyway, right?
However, when he came up with this idea, the "colleague" seemed to have a glimpse of his thoughts, and still spoke softly with the magnetic subwoofer:
"It won't take long. I'll return it to you."
I do not want!
The true thoughts of the tool man are destined to be ignored by no one.
Regardless of whether the other party's attitude is tough or gentle, after these words, the sound of paper turning and rubbing suddenly became louder.
"Tool Man No. 1" thought that the other party had sped up the page turning speed, but unexpectedly, a soft sigh came from beside him.
What's wrong?
With doubts, he turned around and looked at the notebook in the hand of "comrade". At the same time, another voice sounded in the car:
"The faster you turn the page... it's probably best to look at it first."
"Tool Man No. 1" was startled and confused. Why is this voice so familiar... No, why are his lips, teeth and tongue moving?
He was suddenly agitated, and the startling thoughts in his mind were like a firecracker going off, causing his brain to tumble into chaos. The lower part of the neck was soaked in cold, as if it had been numbed by the severe cold and had lost consciousness.
But no matter what, he still moved his lips and tongue and spoke clearly: "This is interesting. If it were me, I would reorder these loose pages..."
The eye sockets of "Tool Man No. 1" were almost bursting, but he could not see the source of the dominating power that went against his own will.
All he saw was that the "colleague" on one side didn't even raise his head and responded in a calm tone: "It's better to stay as is."
"Tool Man No. 1" continued to move his lips and tongue: "When Baiji came to me, I was quite dissatisfied. Now it seems that putting this kind of thing in your hands is really a waste of resources... Should I agree to him? In other words, you can just give it to me, or leave it to my stupid apprentice."
"I'm sorry, Ms. Death Witch, I promised my colleague..."
You don't have to worry about me, don't worry about me!
"Tool Man No. 1" froze in place, his eyes were painful and hot, and he was about to shed tears. He really wanted to repeat the order that Black Lion gave him aloud, but even such an idea was difficult to realize.
At this time, he heard a "ding" sound, and the elevator was in place.
Almost at the same time, he also clearly felt that his lips and teeth were closing, his tongue was touching the roof of his mouth, causing the airflow to hit his nasal cavity, and he made a heavy "hum" sound.
"Tool Man No. 1"'s head turned forward again - it had nothing to do with his own will. He saw that the elevator door slid open to both sides, and there were already people waiting outside, five men and women in total. Standing in the middle was a surprisingly young boy.
They made no move out of the way or tried to come in.
However, their eyes were all focused on the "colleague" next to them, or to be precise, the note in the hand of the "colleague".
…
"Tool Man No. 1" has been mentally overwhelmed by the continuous invisible domination, and has almost lost the ability to think normally. He can only observe and reflect the surrounding situation mechanically.
Or, just observe "on behalf of".
At this time, the "colleague" next to him raised his head and looked at the people outside the elevator through his sunglasses.
. His hand still kept turning the page, and after half a second, he spoke smoothly as always:
"Can I watch it for a little longer?"
"Want to watch a little longer?"
The "subwoofer" of the "colleague" almost overlapped with the voice of the young man among the five.
Neither party probably thought of such a coincidence. The air stagnated for a moment, and it was still the young man who turned slightly sideways and opened the way to the outside.
"Here you are, please help yourself."
The "colleague" bowed slightly to the man outside the door: "Thank you...Mr. Ronan, it's our first time meeting you."
With that said, he walked out of the elevator naturally.
"Toolman No. 1" followed like a zombie.
He did "observe" that the young man, Ronan's gaze, had an obvious pause on his face.
At this time, a middle-aged man in a floral shirt and shorts among the men and women outside laughed and said, "Brother Tuge, have you dumped your boss again?"
The "colleague" raised his eyes slightly and nodded to the middle-aged man in the colorful shirt: "Hello, Mr. Blood Demon, we have no missions for the time being."
The blood demon introduced the young man, that is, Ronan: "His name is Tu Ge, he is the most carefree security guard in the world, a guy who left his employer and ran around the world... Oh, by the way, he has been employed by Wang Yu, if there is a conflict, be careful with him!"
"Oh, is it so?"
Ronan's eyes moved away from the face of "Tool Man No. 1" and turned to Tuge. At this time, he was like a real young man driven by curiosity. Although he agreed to Tu Ge's request to borrow his notebook, he quickly walked over to Tu Ge and watched shoulder to shoulder with him.
Of course, Ronan is only about 170 centimeters tall at best, while Tu Ge is a strong man, over 190 centimeters tall. There is a significant height difference between the two. Therefore, the former simply lifted his toes off the ground and floated, like a ghost floating behind Tuge's shoulder.
The blood demon clicked his tongue twice: "This borrowing method is reasonable, unlike some people..."
"Tool Man No. 1" saw that the blood demon and another short-haired beauty all turned their attention to him. Facing those dim or bright eyes, he unconsciously felt a little dizzy.
At this moment, his mouth began to move and make sounds again:
"Who will lend it to whom... we can't decide yet."
