Antonis behaved like an extremely upright young man. He seriously and seriously rejected Serif's kindness, saying only that he did not want to embarrass the other party.
But actually
Antonis: Damn it, I don’t want to take advantage of that ungrateful bad guy! Don't contact him, don't tip him off! snort! ! !
So after a night's rest, when Han Chu had almost returned to normal body temperature and had not received any news from Antonis, this man who specialized in cheating his teammates almost knew what his little friend meant.
"Come with me to visit the prison." Han Chu, who was restless in the room, touched his forehead, gave up the idea of resting for another day, and started to get out of bed and take off his pajamas.
Ye Shuang blinked, crossed his arms and leaned against the wall to watch the excitement: "Look at Tony? What are you going to tell him? Have fun in jail?!"
Han Chu Zhengyi looked as if he had never done anything wrong: "Tony must have lost his temper and not contacted us. Otherwise, Serif was saved by you once. If Tony really means it, Serif There's no way Fu wouldn't do him a little favor."
"..." Ye Shuang was speechless at the other party's arrogance: "Don't you think it's a little too naive to have people calm down so quickly and work for you just now?"
"Why not?" Han Chu couldn't understand and frowned, showing confusion: "Tony should be used to it."
“…”
That’s the attitude! !
This attitude itself is deeply wrong! ! !
…
No matter how unhappy Antonis was about being cheated, the only way he could express his protest was to refuse to contact Han Chu.
Of course, this didn't affect anything at all, because Han Chu was not as reflective as Antonis expected, and no matter how depressed and angry Antonis was, he still had to work obediently under other people's roofs.
"It's hopeless." Holding a pair of tweezers in one hand, holding a chip that was already burnt and showing signs of melting, Antonis sighed dejectedly. He held his chin in his other hand and said in frustration: "The material has been damaged, how can it be possible to restore it?" Read it."
Serif frowned suspiciously: "I remember that word should be hopeless?"
Antonis curled his lips: "It means the same thing anyway." Then he put his baby face on the table and rubbed it: "I'm so sad."
"I think 'melancholy' should be used at this time, Mr. Antonis?"
Another technician behind the two people in the room interrupted and asked cautiously: "Are we still going to continue?"
In addition to this technician, there were two other electronic masters in the room, both of whom were Mrs. Gracie's subordinates in C's country. Because they were originally assigned to work here, the three technicians are all natives.
Previously, in order to maintain the confidentiality of the chip, Antonis performed all the cracking and reading work alone. But after being tricked, Mrs. Gracie immediately discovered that this little fox cub had no good intentions at all, so she immediately and decisively transferred the three technicians here. First, to cooperate with the speed of chip recovery, and secondly, naturally In other words, she was on guard against Antonis... Although she still couldn't figure out how Antonis had the courage to destroy the chip, just because "I can't get it, so no one can get it"? !
Antonis waved his hand boredly, his cheek still rubbing on the table: "You guys go ahead, I need to rest."
The three technicians looked at each other, and after exchanging helpless looks, they had no choice but to continue working.
Amidst the intensive sounds of keyboard work in the room, the corners of Serif and Antonis seemed particularly incongruously quiet.
Serifu didn't seem to have any intention of urging. He shrugged and said indifferently: "It makes no sense for you to be so passive and uncooperative. As long as the chip does not recover for a day, Mrs. Gracie will not let you go back for a day. Do you still expect that girl to be able to do it?" Another midnight rescue?"
He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and popped one out. He held the cigarette with his fingers and played with it deftly for a while. Serif finally stopped smoking and continued boringly: "Don't be stupid, the defense level here is definitely not as good as Jenny's." It was so easy that time."
Antonis opened his watery, innocent sky-blue eyes and looked at him: "..."
"...I will not help you escape." Serifu said extremely firmly.
"I didn't say I wanted you to help me escape." Antonis held up his cheeks and smiled cutely with evil intentions: "The relationship between you and Mrs. Gracie seems to be making good progress. Is it because you suddenly discovered the greatness of maternal love? "
Serif curled his lips and rolled his eyes: "Shouldn't you worry about your own problems first now?"
"It's boring anyway."
So you just pass the time by gossiping about other people? Serif simply didn't know how to respond to the other party's words.
He didn't want to admit that he was actually very confused now. After everything that had happened, it seemed impossible to draw the same line with Mrs. Gracie as before. But to suddenly switch to the mode of motherly kindness and filial piety, not to mention Mrs. Gracie's mood adjustment after suddenly acquiring a cheap son, Serifu himself would feel a little awkward.
Therefore, of course, Serifu did not want to cooperate with Antonis's behavior of watching the excitement for fear of chaos in the world.
"It seems like you don't need me to care about you anymore." Serifu decisively stood up and left: "Then I'll leave first if I have something to do. I wish you a happy stay here."
Antonis still sat on the stool with his chin in his hand and looked at him. He just raised his face, adjusted his angle of view, and nodded in a serious manner: "Oh, are you going to help my dear mommy with housework? What a good boy."
Serif: "..." I simply don't want to talk to this person.
"Serif?"
Just when Serif was about to reach the door and put his hand on the doorknob, Antonis's language suddenly switched to Spanish: "I don't accept long-term employment because I enjoy freedom. You have never been with me." Why do others cooperate?”
Because what he's about to do is too dangerous? No, people in the dark world are in danger all the time, and there is no difference between others and him.
Because he doesn't want people to know his privacy? That's not right. Contact for cooperation doesn't mean that secrets you don't want to be revealed will be exposed.
So why
This question is actually not that important. What is important is that he has been like this for more than ten years and has long been accustomed to living alone. If he really has to be tied to a tank, can he really adapt to this kind of life? (To be continued)