Chapter 84 Prelude to Night

Ji Ming stood in the night, looking down from above, like a god of death about to be executed.

This gave Jiang Qian a certain illusion as he gradually approached:

Is he here to welcome me? He is not here to arrest me...

The next moment, Ji Ming disappeared from the rock wall, and when he appeared in front of Jiang Qian, the shocking battle axe had been retracted.

"Minister." Jiang Qian greeted him without revealing a word.

Ji Ming's usual dim eyes lingered on Jiang Qian's face for a while, and then he looked him up and down slowly and carefully before saying, "Congratulations on evolving to the second state."

Jiang Qian followed suit: "Thank you for your concern, Minister. I didn't expect you to come here in person."

"Mr. Lan is still in the hospital, so it's not convenient for him to come." Ji Ming said, made a simple gesture, and turned to walk towards the mountain road a few hundred meters away.

That's not what I meant... Jiang Qian followed the pace and asked the question he was concerned about: "How is Teacher Ye now?"

"No life-threatening situation for the time being."

Ji Ming answered without hesitation: "But her danger is not her injury. Ye Xiaojing was diagnosed with a high risk of mutation, and she confessed to eating mutants alive, which aroused the anger of the top leaders of Donghai. She has been isolated and supervised, awaiting punishment. Mr. Lan is coordinating this matter."

Sure enough... Jiang Qian felt a little heavy.

This was not only a pity for Ye Xiaojing, but he himself had already experienced it. He didn't know if he would become the subject of supervision because of "losing control" one day - he must implement a solution to alleviate or solve it as soon as possible.

"What will happen if she is supervised? Can she still be cured?"

"It's hard to say." This time Ji Ming only gave two words.

When the two approached the mountain road, Jiang Qian saw the flickering lights on the opposite side and other search and rescue vehicles.

Obviously, it was not Ji Ming who came this time. Ji Ming made sure that he would not come into contact with any other suspicious people as soon as he returned.

"Did the escort mission go smoothly?" Jiang Qian suddenly asked.

"The metamorphosis mutant has successfully arrived in Beijing." Ji Ming said without hesitation, "The fish has taken the bait."

You are quite frank. Didn't you tell me about this dangerous situation? Could it be that you came to be the guardian in person and guard me out of seclusion because of guilt... Jiang Qian immediately expressed his understanding: "It is true."

Looking back on the many processes of this escort, some clues can be seen.

For example: there are so many routes from Jinping to Beijing, but the execution team chose to travel by train, which is not very efficient;

Another example: the female doctor who exists to ensure the survival of the mutant has never checked the situation in the box since she got on the train, and completely ignored his role as a companion, etc.

Of course, Jiang Qian still has many questions about this escort mission, such as the betrayal of the bear team and the safety of the escort personnel, but Ji Ming is not obliged to tell him.

Ji Ming did not immediately ask him about anything about this copy.

After receiving several phone calls, Ji Ming and Jiang Qian set off on the road.

"Don't go home tonight." Ji Ming put away the phone and said.

"Okay." Jiang Qian was mentally prepared: the incident was unusual, and the leader must have a lot of things to confirm with him.

"Stay at my house."

"?"

Ji Ming took out the car key from his pocket, turned it on and threw it to Jiang Qian.

"There is a navigation system in the car." He was even too lazy to explain the location of his residence.

It looks like Jiang Qian is going to work overtime as a driver.

However, things did not go as planned.

"Minister, that," Jiang Qian, who took the fiery red car key, looked at the leader who was about to open the passenger door of Enzo with embarrassment, "I don't have a driver's license."

"Oh, it's okay." Ji Ming glanced at him and continued to open the car door.

"What I mean is," Jiang Qian coughed lightly and finally confessed, "I can't drive."

Ji Ming looked over expressionlessly.

…

A few minutes later, Jiang Qian sat in the passenger seat of the Ferrari Enzo, racking his brains to explain to his sister why he couldn't go home tonight:

"Yes, I'm working overtime. Well, the company has a very urgent project today... What's wrong with being an intern? Can't an intern make some contributions to the company's development within their capacity?"

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm busy... Don't forget to ask for leave from Teacher Tang for me. Hang up~"

Putting away the phone, Jiang Qian sighed and continued to enjoy the smooth and steady driving skills of his leader.

Ji Ming held the steering wheel with his expression as cold as ever:

"Girlfriend?"

"My sister."

There was no more communication along the way.

Mainly because the car had not been driving for a long time when Ji Ming's residence arrived.

Located in the south of the famous wealthy area of ​​Jinping, the entire area enclosed was arranged with hidden, invisible fortifications.

This is not counting the facilities and agencies that Jiang Qian could not identify.

Ji Ming's villa is located in the center of the garden. He drove all the way to the door and the security personnel took over the vehicle for him.

Jiang Qian even felt that the exaggeration of the construction of this place was comparable to the Duke of Highland's Mansion. But the overall atmosphere gave people the illusion of being low-key and restrained.

He looked at the silhouette of Ji Ming in front of him on the right: this is an extreme and contradictory person.

But this impression was immediately dispelled. Contradictions are always relative. Out of the habit of observation and analysis, Jiang Qian began to try to find the internal logic that caused the various behaviors of this leader.

After following Ji Ming into the door, a woman with a gentle temperament, a tolerant appearance, but wearing a professional suit came up to greet him.

"Minister, your video conference with Elder Jin will start in 20 minutes."

"Well, help him arrange a room."

While handing his coat to Mo Sheng, Ji Ming said to Jiang Qian: "My assistant, Mo Sheng. I can't take care of you now, rest tonight, and come to my study tomorrow morning."

"Okay, Minister."

Jiang Qian glanced at the strange tattoos on Ji Ming's body, and found that it was not a decoration that showed his personality. Instead, it was an artistic treatment to cover up some of the originally hideous scars.

At this moment, he wanted to take out his mysterious glasses to take a closer look to see if these tattoos meant anything else.

After watching Ji Ming go upstairs alone, Jiang Qian followed the woman named Mo Sheng through the villa.

Along the way, Jiang Qian saw a series of facilities that had nothing to do with Ji Ming's identity: piano, violin, studio, record wall and room configuration that seemed to be a listening room.

"Are these all the minister's interests?" Jiang Qian asked casually.

Mo Sheng smiled: "It's not an interest, he is a professional."

Professional... Jiang Qian tried to understand this description and imagined the incongruous picture formed when Ji Ming did these things.

"Before joining the Predator Family, the minister was a descendant of a famous noble family in Beijing. He received elite education since childhood and was a famous talent at the time."

Jiang Qian noticed that when Mo Sheng said this, there was a faint glimmer of pride in his eyes, but it soon disappeared.

"I can't tell." Jiang Qian sighed lightly.

"Because the Predator Family doesn't need artists." Mo Sheng said in a gentle tone, "We always have to make some choices."

"Really? I heard that the Minister is the trump card of the Predator Family. Can't even he be willful?"

"Just because he can, it's even more impossible."

Jiang Qian didn't continue: "Sorry, I just asked casually."

"It doesn't matter, he doesn't care."

Then, Jiang Qian was taken to a suite. The suite was fully equipped. After washing, he changed into a set of clean clothes and enjoyed a delicious supper.

"You can ring the bell directly for food and daily needs, and call me for other urgent matters." This was Mo Sheng's instructions before leaving.

Jiang Qian came to the window and tried to perceive the distribution of people in the villa with his spiritual vision, but failed as expected.

The house seemed to be shrouded in a magnetic field, which limited his super-species ability.

"Predator family..."

He began to recall the theoretical lessons that Lan Junxian had given him before. The concept of "major families" was defined as follows: high-level elites holding the same or similar species cards, through the form of forming a family, win over a large number of allies and form a community of interests in the super-species world.

Therefore, there is no so-called blood relationship between the elites within the major families, but a special kinship bound by identity, race and interests.

"Survival, interests, power..."

Jiang Qian came to this simple conclusion: the most likely option that is enough to make a person put down his ego and take a completely different path.

Looking back on the recent experiences, the value system presented by the super-species world gradually formed a clear context in Jiang Qian's mind.

But there seemed to be something missing.

He repeatedly thought from his own rational and objective perspective: the thick, subtle, cold rules that follow him like a shadow, but more vital...

This abstract thought was soon interrupted.

Jiang Qian lowered his eyelids.

At the moment, there are more specific things that need to worry about him: the peacock spider, which also covets his black alliance, animal instincts, and the news about Jiang Yang that needs to be verified.

...

It's late at night.

In the damp underground prison, the fire flickers.

The bodies of the tortured people present strange and terrifying forms: their expressions are twisted in pain, their bodies are swollen or burst, and their eyes are full of bloodshot, with the horror or despair before death.

Following the lingering wailing, he looked.

An "old woman" wrapped in a black cloak, with a black face and deep eye sockets, is torturing her captives in a strange way.

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