His reaction completely angered Manli.

She felt that her ridicule and venting were like hitting cotton with a concentrated blow without any feedback.

Persuade?

No.

She didn't dare to ask for this. She felt that even if Yan Yu scolded him back, she would have enough emotional support to continue scolding her.

But no.

The other party is like an audience member watching a pantomime, his expression and even his eyes have not changed.

Indifferent eyes, calm expression, cold facial features...

After looking at each other for a long time, Manli finally broke down first, squatted down, covered her face and cried loudly.

Psychologist.

A noble word, a noble profession.

They have self-discipline that is different from ordinary people, they can handle psychological problems better, and they are good at self-adjustment.

But nothing can be separated from the essence.

They are also human beings in nature, and Manli is a woman in nature.

It is well known that women tend to be more emotional than men.

boom!

Step forward and strike with a knife.

Yan Yu carried the unconscious Manli and walked into the cabin.

"Shet, did you go into the sea and dance with the sharks?" Jack looked at the two wet drowned rats strangely: "Or did something happen between you?"

"You should be able to tell in the past few days."

Yan Yu threw her on the bed, quickly took off her wet clothes, wiped her body and said, "She has a heavy psychological burden, otherwise she wouldn't be having sex every night."

"Then what? Too high?"

Yan Yu truthfully stated: "However, sex can only bring short-term pleasure. Her biggest psychological burden comes from me, so she took advantage of the drunkenness to vent her anger today."

"Then?"

Yan Yu said innocently: "Then she couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed first."

"Huh? Wtf?"

Jack was dumbfounded. There was something wrong with this script. Why did he get so angry when he scolded someone? Is there anything wrong with being scolded?

Yan Yu held a cigarette in his mouth and bent down to look at the looming bustling city outside the window. The smile on his lips became stronger: "Jack, tell her to get ready, we are about to disembark."

Jack pointed at the dense rain outside and lost his voice: "Now? Are you crazy?"

Yan Yu asked back: "What else? Do you think we should enter the customs in an open manner?"

Jack rolled his eyes and sighed with a look of despair on his face: "...I thought so at first, but now I understand that we are officially smuggling our feelings."

Yan Yu put on his coat and asked, "What should I do? I don't need to say more, right?"

Jack reported all the treasures: "IDs, identity, and..."

——

Half an hour later.

Four sneaky figures climbed up from the abandoned shipyard, changed their clothes, and quickly blended into the night.

Breathing the legendary freest air, Yan Yu rubbed his fingers and lit a cigarette: "You two go to the hotel opened by the agency first, and I will do something with her."

"Are you sure?" Jack and Manly looked at him in surprise.

Manli woke up. She woke up when she fell into the water.

It is true that women are born to lie.

She seemed to have forgotten about venting her emotions to Yan Yu on the deck, as usual, leaving no clue.

Glancing at the girl who only reached his shoulders, Yan Yu said casually: "She was originally from Los Santos. She was hunted down because of her brother, so she was forced to hide in Andrew. Now she just comes back to kill."

The girl suddenly spoke up and corrected his language problem seriously: "It's not about killing, it's about saving people."

"Is there a difference?"

Yan Yu blinked, not understanding the reason for her correction: "The process of this matter will inevitably involve killing. Do you think the other party will hand over your brother peacefully?"

"..."

The girl was speechless and could only stare at him.

After being in contact with Yan Yu for a long time, you will have an impression of him - this person is sick.

This is not meant as an insult.

But it's too direct.

People have an instinctive adjustment mechanism, which is called self-deception. For example, killing someone is killing someone, but most people will shirk their responsibilities and reduce their mental burden.

But Yan Yu didn't.

This guy is so direct no matter what he says or does.

In his eyes, killing is killing.

It is inherently sinful, and Yan Yu will never make excuses to cover up this behavior.

In a sense...

Does this guy have a pretty upright outlook?

Of course, three views are just three views. This guy has never been merciless in killing people.

"I forgot she had..."

Jack shrugged and motioned for them to help themselves, while feeling a little emotional.

It seems that Yan Yu doesn’t need him much now that he has this girl...

Abandoned?

Wronged.

The two stopped a taxi and quickly left here.

Just when Yan Yu was planning whether to take a ride or steal a car.

The girl handed the Bluetooth headset to Yan Yu: "He is at the research institute now, and it seems he has an appointment later."

"address."

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows, snapped his fingers, and raised his chin towards a red sports car on the opposite side: "Get this done as soon as possible. I'm still waiting for a good night's sleep."

——

——

graduate School.

As a shady, private research institute.

It is located in a relatively suburban area of ​​Los Santos, and is covered by a large hospital.

There are many reasons for this. For example, hospitals generally will not be harassed or provoked by gangs. On the contrary, they will even protect the hospital.

After all, in capitalist countries, medical care is... very luxurious.

In addition, the research institute can more conveniently obtain the research materials they want, which includes but is not limited to human organs, human bodies, and even living people.

Click~

Kutcher straightened his tie, carefully took off his ID and put it in his pocket. He spent five seconds reviewing whether he had missed anything, and then got out of the car after confirming it.

"call……"

He looked up at the brightly lit hospital, his eyes paused on the promotional poster at the door, and smiled at the man on the poster: "Mr. Sidis, don't let me down."

Kutcher strolled into the hospital, knocked on the counter politely, and with the smile of the lady at the front desk, said: "Beautiful lady, I have an appointment with Mr. Sidis."

As he spoke, he moved his fingertips and pushed the business card out.

"Mr. Kutcher? Please wait a moment." The young lady picked up the phone.

——

half an hour.

Just a few minutes after Kutcher's front foot left.

A man and a woman walked side by side.

Compared to the man who is as dazzling as the sun, the bean sprouts next to him look so inconspicuous.

Of course, this contains female bias.

Yan Yu patted the girl on the shoulder, motioned her to stop talking, walked to the front desk, put the gift box in his hand on the table, and smiled: "Excuse me, is Mr. Sidis here?"
Chapter completed!