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But his final response was just a formulaic one: "You should trust the organization, Dr. Shirley. The organization always puts the interests of its members first."
What a standard answer, Shirley thought.
But why did she sense a barely perceptible pain in Takada Yuuki's eyes when he said those words?
Back in her dorm that night, Shirley felt an unprecedented sense of loneliness and confusion.
Why did the organization want her to keep researching what this drug was?
And why is it that Hennessy's true self is actually who he is? Reflecting on her time with Hennessy these past few days, she feels herself becoming more and more dependent on the man in front of her.
Just as she was lost in thought, the doorbell rang.
Sherry cautiously checked the security camera footage and was surprised to find Takada Yuuki standing outside the door.
He rarely visits at this time, especially after their tense conversation during the day.
After opening the door, Yuuki Takada didn't come in, but simply handed her a small paper bag: "This is a new type of security alarm, directly connected to my private channel. If you feel any unease, press the button immediately."
Sherry took the paper bag and noticed that Yuuki Takada's hands were trembling slightly.
"Is there anything else?" she asked.
Yuki Takada seemed to hesitate for a moment, but in the end he just shook his head: "Get some rest, see you tomorrow."
But the look in his eyes as he turned to leave made Shirley inexplicably feel that there was much more he really wanted to say.
Back inside, Shirley opened the paper bag and found a small security alarm inside.
But there was something else underneath—a small box of her favorite matcha chocolates, and a handwritten note:
"Take good care of yourself."
Looking at these words, it's clear that they were written by Yuki Takada.
This is not an order from the organization, but an expression of personal concern.
Shirley held the note for a long time without putting it down.
……
On this day, Shirley needed a sealed preliminary experimental record, which required multiple layers of approval according to the old procedure.
She tried to bring it up with Keita Ichihara, who said he needed to consult with his superiors.
However, less than half an hour later, Yuki Takada herself arrived at her laboratory with an encrypted hard drive.
"The D-74 series data you requested," Yuuki Takada said softly, placing the hard drive on the table. "Access has been granted; you can access it directly via the intranet terminal. For similar requests in the future, you can apply to me directly to avoid any further problems."
"Thank you." Sherry took the hard drive, her fingertips accidentally touching Takada Yuuki's hand, the cool temperature of which made her slightly startled.
"You're welcome." Yuuki Takada's gaze lingered on her face for a moment, as if he noticed her fatigue, but in the end he said nothing, nodded, and left.
Although Shirley had fainted due to low blood sugar before, he now gives her a bag of candy almost every day, just in case.
Fortunately, the day passed quickly, and Shirley came out of the laboratory as usual.
I happened to arrive at Yuki Takada's office to report on the progress of the current experimental research.
Sherry walked in with a stack of documents, only to see Takada Yuuki intently staring at the news on the computer screen.
"You haven't been watching the news all day, have you?" Sherry casually placed a stack of documents in front of Takada Yuuki, then walked over and said with a helpless look, "According to the current experimental system, it will take at least one to two years to fully develop this project."
Yuuki Takada looked up from the computer screen, turned to Sherry who had just finished her work, and chuckled: "My dear Sherry, you think the organization entrusted this project to you so readily, otherwise what would I be doing bringing back so many experimental subjects to the organization?"
"Oh..." Sherry hesitated for a long time after being asked the question, and finally squeezed out a few words: "Of course it's for our research and experimental results, for scientific research, right?"
“That’s more like it!” Yuuki Takada snapped his fingers lightly, then shut down the computer, stood up from his chair, pushed her forward slowly, and massaged her shoulders: “As the saying goes, you should balance work and rest. Since you’ve been working for so long, it’s time to relax for yourself.”
"How was it? I think my massage technique was pretty good, right?"
"Hmm..." Sherry nodded repeatedly, her mood instantly brightening as she enjoyed the massage Takada Yuuki was giving her: "Not bad, not bad, quite good... But?"
Just as Sherry was about to refute Takada Yuuki's words, her stomach suddenly made a rumbling sound.
Upon hearing this, Yuuki Takada couldn't help but laugh: "Look at you, I always tell you to rest properly and not to push yourself too hard, but now you've made me hungry."
Sherry blushed slightly, clutched her stomach, shook her head, and immediately said, "I'm not hungry, don't talk nonsense."
"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you when I get back to the dorm," Yuuki Takada said softly.
The two then returned to Sherry's dorm room. Takada Yuuki opened the refrigerator, glanced at the ingredients inside, and then asked, "Sherry, would you like some fried noodles?"
"It's already this late, wouldn't it be inconvenient to bother you again?" Shirley immediately shook her head. "No need, I happen to have some bread in my dorm, I'll just eat some to tide me over."
"Are you questioning my cooking skills?" Yuuki Takada took out the corresponding ingredients from the refrigerator and made an "OK" gesture to Sherry. "Didn't you taste the food I cooked before? Don't worry, it's absolutely fine."
"You're making noodles yourself?" Sherry stared wide-eyed at Takada Yuuki, somewhat incredulous, and exclaimed in surprise, "Really?"
"You're testing my limits. It's just fried noodles, right? That's easy." Yuuki Takada chuckled coldly, then slammed the refrigerator door shut. "Just you wait, it'll be ready soon."
After saying that, he carried the ingredients and headed to the kitchen.
A short while later, Shirley heard the crisp sound of a cleaver chopping on a cutting board coming from the kitchen.
Then, the enticing sounds of various ingredients being stir-fried in the oil continued to fill the air.
In less than ten minutes, a steaming bowl of fragrant stir-fried noodles with sauce was brought out of the kitchen by Yuuki Takada.
Shirley sat at the dining table, looking at the delicious-looking stir-fried noodles with sauce in front of her, speechless for a moment, and immediately swallowed hard.
"Eat quickly, or it'll get cold and won't taste good." Takada Yuuki handed the chopsticks to the other person, then said, "Come on, try my stir-fried noodles with sauce."
"Hmm." Sherry took the chopsticks from her hand, glanced at Takada Yuuki subconsciously, and then lowered her head to eat the fried noodles.
Yes, it's really good.
"It tastes really good." Sherry immediately put her feet on the crossbar of the chair, obediently and gracefully enjoying the delicious food, and whispered to Takada Yuuki.
"You have a good eye." Yuuki Takada smiled faintly, and only left Sherry's dormitory after she finished eating and tidied up a bit.
……
About a week and a half of peaceful days passed.
That afternoon, Shirley missed her usual dinner time because she was observing a key catalytic reaction.
By the time she finished processing the preliminary data, it was already deep night outside the window.
Most of the people in the laboratory had already left, leaving only the faint hum of the cold instruments running.
She rubbed her sore eyes and decided to go back to her temporary dormitory to rest.
Her dormitory was located outside the White Dove Pharmaceutical Company, requiring her to walk through a covered corridor about fifty meters long, followed by a hundred-meter-long open road.
To save energy, the corridor lights are dimmed during off-peak hours.
A night breeze blew through the ceiling, making a soft whistling sound.
Shirley crossed her arms and quickened her pace.
Just as she reached the middle of the corridor, a strange chill suddenly ran down her spine—it was the intuition cultivated from being in dangerous environments for a long time.
She turned back sharply.
There was no one behind her, only the dim light casting her long shadow on the ground.
She frowned, realizing she might be too nervous, and turned to continue walking.
Just then, from the shadows of the nearby green belt, a thin, dark figure pounced out silently like a ghost!
The speed was astonishing, and a cold glint in his hand pierced straight for Sherry's back!
Those were definitely not ordinary members of the White Dove Pharmaceutical Company's laboratory! Their actions were professionally ruthless, and their target was clear—a single, fatal blow!
Before Shirley could even cry out, the shadow of death had completely enveloped her.
At the critical moment!
boom!
A gunshot shattered the silence of the night!
The bullet wasn't aimed at Sherry; instead, it struck the shadowy figure's wrist with pinpoint accuracy!
The dagger clattered to the ground.
The shadowy figure let out a suppressed groan of pain, but its movements did not stop. Its other hand shot out like lightning, still grabbing at Sherry's neck!
Another gunshot!
The bullet struck the ground in front of him, sending sparks flying and abruptly halting his charge.
Sherry, still shaken, was pulled backward by a force and stumbled into an embrace that smelled faintly of gunpowder and was filled with a chilling atmosphere.
She looked up and saw Yuuki Takada's taut jawline. He held the Beretta 92F in one hand, wisps of smoke rising from the muzzle, while his other hand firmly shielded her behind him.
Yuki Takada is here!
Yuuki Takada didn't look at her; his cold gaze was fixed on the attacker in front of him.
The shadowy figure was dressed in dark clothes for easy concealment, and wore a mask that covered most of its face, revealing only a pair of emotionless eyes.
He clutched his injured wrist, staring coldly at Takada Yuuki, seemingly surprised by the other's sudden appearance and such accurate marksmanship.
"Who sent you?" Yuuki Takada's voice was colder than the night wind, carrying an unquestionable authority.
The attacker did not answer, but suddenly let out a strange hiss and pounced again!
It's a completely reckless fighting style!
Yuuki Takada's eyes sharpened, and he shoved Sherry firmly against the pillar behind him, hissing, "Get out of the way!"
He sidestepped the opponent's grab aimed at his throat, and at the same time, he lowered the muzzle of his gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation!
boom!boom!
Two shots were fired with extreme speed. One shot hit the opponent's thigh, and the other grazed his shoulder, leaving a trail of blood.
The attacker groaned, his movements noticeably slowing, but the madness in his eyes remained undiminished, as if he felt no pain.
He suddenly pulled something else from his waist—not a weapon, but a small syringe filled with some strange blue liquid, and made as if to inject it into himself!
Yuuki Takada's pupils contracted slightly, as if he recognized what it was.
Without hesitation, he instantly aimed his gun!
boom!