When a model worker wears a dog blood drama

Chapter 143 143. The first day of the model worker's insomnia

Ireland is resentful of the differential treatment of gin, but it will not show such emotions in front of Kaguya Jin. The daily progress of trying to poach the wall is +1. Ireland stands up and prepares to leave, but is suspended by Kaguya Jin's question .

"How did you come in today?" Except for the first time, every time Ireland came in, he didn't take an unusual way, either prying the door or opening the window, making Kaguya Ren speechless to him and at the same time curious about what he did this time new tricks.

"I got a room card, and all the rooms on this floor can be opened." Ireland pulled out a card from his pocket, "Why, are you interested?"

"You can knock on the door next time." The legs are long on Ireland's body. If he wants to come over, can he still stop him?

Hui Yeren only hoped that he could knock on the door as a serious guest and not add any extra financial pressure to him!

"If you give me the room card of your room, I won't have to bother you so much." Ireland tried Kaguya Ren's attitude, but saw a familiar sneer from that familiar face, where did he find the gin? This guy looks too much alike!

Could it be some long-lost twin?

Watching Ireland leave with ease, Kaguya finally heaved a sigh of relief. Ireland, this guy has been staring at the main body in order to find the loopholes of the main body, making some operations on the main body difficult to perform at all.

Now Ireland is interested in poaching the double, in order to draw Ireland's attention and prevent him from losing interest in the double in a short period of time and go to trouble with the main body, Kaguya Hitoshi has to grasp the speed and not lie to Ireland, But it is necessary to give Ireland some hope that he can be wooed, and maintain this ambiguous attitude.

I always feel that this process seems to be weird.

When people focus on something, time always passes quickly. Looking at the portrait of the resurrected experimental product that Belmode drew from memory, Gin felt vaguely familiar, but he couldn't think of it anyway. up who.

"Have you ever seen this person?" Gin, who is very self-aware of his face memory ability, looked at Belmode. Belmode rubbed his sore wrist, noticed Gin's gaze, and rolled his eyes : "Do you think I'm someone who everyone knows in Encyclopedia?"

According to the old man, this experimental product is one of the fresh dead/corpses collected by the organization from various sources. Naturally, a detailed source record was made at the beginning, but it happened once in the research institute before the experimental product was half-successful. In the turmoil, a scientist who couldn't stand his own conscience first put a virus into the system used in the research, and then destroyed the power generation device, causing most of the experimental products that needed the equipment to maintain their effectiveness to be completely damaged. In order to rescue important experimental data, they naturally gave up. The pile of documents recording the origin of the experimental object.

So much so that when they found this experimental object that still retained vital signs among the useless experimental objects that could not sustain life without the aid of equipment due to power outages, they could not find the source of this experimental object, and could only rely on vague memories. It is confirmed that this is an experimental item sent a few years ago.

"It would be great if we could find out his identity, so that we can determine whether his family has such a special gene or just him."

The old man's regretful tone made Belmode feel a chill. Of course, Gin and Belmode understood the old man's hidden meaning, but neither of them made a statement, confirming the medicine that the old man gave Gin this time. It was still useless, so they left together. According to the usual practice, they stayed at a nearby base for one night and went through the plot together. After leaving the next day to confirm that there was no eye monitoring in the dark, Belmode activated his years of face pinching skills. A portrait of the experimental subject appeared.

It's just... I said before that the experimental product that is now regarded as a treasure was sent to the research institute a few years ago, and after being fiddled with by the group of people in the research institute, it was successfully revived (although not completely). He was still able to "live" with the aid of equipment, which also meant...his hair didn't stop growing.

So the experimental product soaked in the nutrient solution that Gin and Belmode saw actually had a head of black and thick hair and a... lush beard.

To be honest, none of Gin's acquaintances had ever met this type of person, but he just felt strangely familiar with this person...

Could it be one of the rats he had killed with his own hands?Who would remember all the men he shot in the heart with one shot!

"Actually, I feel like I've seen this man somewhere before." As expected of a craftsman, Belmode, you have lived up to your years of pinching your face!

Gin looked at Belmode expectantly, only to see the woman frowned, and held back the second half of the sentence for a while, "But I just can't remember."

"Tsk."

"Guys who can't help me at all in identifying people, shut up." Belmode smiled beautifully, but he didn't have any charming thoughts in his heart when facing this amazingly beautiful Gin, he just sat upright and pretended to be himself. It's just a vase with no language function.

As a face-squeezing master, Belmode took out a new sketch paper and started to make a rough copy of the previous one, and then started to modify it. Gin, who couldn't help at all, simply sorted out the latest information to see if he could do it. Find a breakthrough, and when Belmode came up with results, Gin also made new discoveries.

"Look, does this person have an impression?" Belmode handed over a sketch that could almost be redrawn. On it was a young man with upturned eyes, smiling very gently, even if he was just looking at a painting Paper can feel the tenderness of this young man's heart from this smile.

...This is really poisonous, why does this strange and disgusting thought flash through my mind when I look at this sketch?

"It looks familiar, who is this?" Gin said this confidently, but Belmode looked at Gin with an indescribable gaze after hearing this, as if he didn't know how sinful this person was. of.

Under such eyes, gin doesn't matter, but I am still a little curious about the origin of this man, and why Belmode treats him with such an attitude because he doesn't know him, "Should I know him?"

"Not really..." It's just that I didn't expect your face blindness to be so severe.

Bellmode looked at Gin again with complicated eyes, then took out his phone and clicked on the show that Gin shared with her in the app, and opened an episode at random, "He is the male lead in your first script , have you forgotten your son-in-law who sent you to a nursing home with your daughter in the plot!" With your bad temper, shouldn't you have a deep memory of this guy!

This face became more familiar, so... "What's his name?" When this question was asked, Gin's heart sounded an alarm. It seemed that the raising of this question represented an ominous surprise attack. Gin subconsciously wanted to speak to stop Belmode from giving that answer, but it was too late...

"I don't know his real name, but his code name is Scotland. He is the lieutenant sent by the police that was exposed four years ago... What's wrong with you?"

Belmode blinked in confusion, seeing Gin Jiu's sudden livid face, he immediately thought of the new medicine that the old man had developed for Gin Jiu. The old man must have really produced some effect, right?

"Nothing." Just a sudden allergy to whiskey.Gin shook his head and didn't dare to look at the portrait of Scotland again. Compared with the other two in Whiskey Girl, Scotland has no sense of presence in Gin's heart, whether in reality or in the script, and the one with the most presence is in Whiskey Girl The big painted face with heavy makeup, Gin still can't forget Scotland's blue eye shadow and that strange lipstick color, so that Gin can't remember what Scotland looks like at all, but he probably remembers that his eyes are a bit like a fox, But not that much.

Speaking of fox-like eyes... Gin thought of a certain policeman who often wore a royal blue suit, ah, it seemed that his skin was fair and he looked good?I really can't remember what it looked like, but I was impressed by those eyes.

"I...Kaguya Ren seems to have seen a man with a similar appearance." Gin tried his best to recall Zhu Fu Gaoming's appearance, barely overshadowing the memory of the whiskey girl in his mind, "It's a policeman from Nagano Prefecture."

Belmode raised his eyebrows, didn't Gin never like to remember the appearance of insignificant guys, why would he remember the appearance of a policeman at this time?

Realizing that there might be melons to eat, Belmode restrained his dislike for the memory ability of Gin's face, and brought some curiosity: "Really, where does it look like?"

"Eyes, they all have upturned eyes." No wonder Zhu Fu Gaoming felt that he had seen those eyes somewhere before. It turned out that Scotland also had such fox eyes.

"Then, what else is there like?" Belmode asked with great interest, it's rare that Gin can remember what other people look like, that guy is really amazing...

However, this idea didn't last long, because the gin got stuck. "Could it be that you only remember a pair of eyes?"

"Otherwise?" Do you have unnecessary expectations for my face memory?

I actually think gin remembers people's faces... this guy can't even recognize Bourbon's face whitewashed!

Belmode suppressed the urge to beat Gin Dog's head violently with a smile, and couldn't help but think of the time when she was still learning disguise with Black Feather Pirate One. At that time, she returned to her residence and had to assign herself after-school homework Practice hard, and by the way, make up lessons for gin and wine to see if you can train yourself an assistant...

Then she successfully cured her hypotension for many years. I have never seen a guy with such a hip recognition ability. When humans evolved, did they secretly drop gin?

Of course, what Belmode couldn't have imagined was that such a guy who is not sensitive to human faces will become the top killer of the organization and even the world in the future...

It should be said that good luck tricks people, right?

The author has something to say:

Belmode: Could your face blindness be the sequelae of the experiment?

Gin: ...Maybe?

Belmode: But why do you remember other people's eyes so clearly?eye control?

Gin: They do have beautiful eyes

Belmode: There is no denying it at all.