The gray SUV roamed around the city of Kyoto, with a burly middle-aged man named Zhuo Qing sitting in the passenger seat, occasionally asking questions while the bespectacled driver, Chen Yan, half-heartedly engaged in conversation with him.
"Are you serious? Are you saying that little brat lying in the backseat is the infamous 'Wu Huan Jing Min' in the organization?" Zhuo Qing leaned his head against the car door, with one hand extended out of the window, while speaking to Chen Yan who was driving.
When he found out that the young boy they were in contact with for this mission was actually the "Wu Huan Jing Min", he was so excited that he almost pulled off the car door. Of course, this was an exaggeration; it would still require quite a bit of effort to actually tear off the car door. In terms of strength, the difference between him and monsters like Watanabe Gengo was like night and day.
"For such an important mission, Mr. An Yan actually assigned the two of us to handle the transportation. It's both surprising and flattering." Zhuo Qing said these words with a fluctuating tone, every word filled with a triumphant mood.
"You're overthinking it. This mission is not that big of a deal." Chen Yan immediately poured cold water on his jubilation.
"While this mission is indeed important, it is not difficult at all. As long as the person can drive and navigate, it doesn't matter who does it." Chen Yan said these words with a mocking smile on his lips, not only making fun of Zhuo Qing but also himself, a thankless task.
"Is it really not that important? After all, he is Wu Huan Jing Min!" Zhuo Qing felt that his ego was being deflated by the response, so he tried to argue back.
"Indeed, he is Wu Huan Jing Min, but did we do anything other than giving him a sleeping pill, carrying him into the car while he was unconscious? Chen Yan said this with a hint of mockery, not only undermining Zhuo Qing's prestige but also his own. "After your reminder... it does seem to be the case..."
Faced with the truth, Zhuo Qing could only sulkily lower his proud head.
"However, it's really lucky that Wu Huan Jing Min is so cooperative. It's been said that the experiment he is participating in today has a mortality rate of over 50%. I, for one, wouldn't want to take such a big risk. Life is all about living in the moment and being happy!" Zhuo Qing said while looking back at Ziong MingDe lying in the backseat, still unable to connect this seemingly ordinary little brat with the one of the two aces in the organization, the "Wu Huan Jing Min".
After hearing Zhuo Qing's words, Chen Yan fell silent. Although this wasn't the first time they had worked together, in fact, it had been about a month already, but just now, he once again had the same thought that had occurred countless times before.
- Ah, I really can't get along with this shallow musclehead.
From then on, no matter what Zhuo Qing said, Chen Yan only responded with noncommittal sounds.
After finishing this mission and returning to the organization, it would be best to express his desire to change partners to the captain.
With this thought in mind, Chen Yan unconsciously pressed the accelerator, the speed of the car traversing the boundary of the speed limit. They drove out of the city and onto a small road in the mountains, finally parking at the entrance of a gray-white, three-story building in the mountains, which looked like a research institute.
"Zhuo Qing, I'll leave the task of carrying the person inside to you. I'll go in and greet Dr. Murata first." Chen Yan, as the driver, got out of the car first, as if he couldn't wait to be apart from his partner, Zhuo Qing.
On the other hand, Zhuo Qing felt that today he had gotten along quite well with Chen Yan, so he happily lifted Ziong MingDe and followed him into the building that hung a sign saying "National Seventh Brain and Psychiatry Research Institute" at the entrance.
