My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"[Normal people] won't understand what we're doing, and won't care if they're sick or dying. They'll only care about the potion you're going to have no idea what it's doing or even have a great chance of killing you Infused into their bodies.] These are your original words.

So at the beginning, you didn't ask the patient to volunteer, as long as he was sure that he was hopeless and dying, you could use it for the experiment. Otto said calmly.

"Then you went to the birthplace of the disease alone, and distributed your diluted blood to those with milder conditions in an attempt to contain the spread."

"Then I failed." Gong Ming said softly, "Even for people with mild symptoms, my blood can only relieve but not cure the disease. I failed to curb the spread of the Black Death. Then you in the laboratory A medicine that can really cure the Black Death has been developed. I am very pleased."

"There is nothing to be gratified about. The development of the medicine is also a kind of salvation for me. I am not a person like my father, and I cannot completely ignore human life."

"Really?" Gong Ming shook his head.

"But I see that this laboratory has completely deteriorated. What are you researching now? Can you tell me?"

"I..." Otto was at a loss for words, "Teacher... I..."

"Actually, I already know it. It's not your fault, Otto. You must be responsible to the person who entrusted you with the entrustment, including keeping secrets. This is what I taught you."

Gong Ming was leaning against the wall, the light was a bit dim at that angle, and Otto couldn't see his face clearly.

"But I feel now that the stuff in there shouldn't go on."

"Teacher..." Otto said anxiously.

"I know what kind of words your father used to convince you. Frankly speaking, he almost convinced me too. If I didn't know that you will fail in the end, I would have agreed." Gong Ming interrupted his words.

"I have no objection to what you and Karen are going to do today. Stealing from the rich and giving to the poor. This is very good. Go ahead and do it. I will discuss with your father the rest of the matter. Don't think too much, these are ours. We will take care of these adults' matters. You just need to do what the adults entrust. All the guilt and subsequent responsibilities will not be borne by you. "

Gong Ming turned around and left, waving his hands behind him.

"I'm leaving, Kallen is coming, you go pick her up. Have a good time."

……

Gong Ming, who disappeared from Otto's sight, walked all the way.Going around alleys with seven turns and eight turns.

The moonlight sprinkled down like silver sand, shining on the road and covering everything with a hazy color.Under the moonlight, the ground made of bluestone is rippling with a kind of brilliance like water.

There has never been absolute justice in the world, Otto.The truly extreme justice only exists in fairy tales, and there are countless unjust things behind the glamorous justice.

Your father understands this truth, I understand it, and you understand it, but Karen doesn't understand it.

In fact, as the helm of Kaslana, I did a very bad job, and I know this.Now I often wonder whether what I am doing is right or wrong, including condoning your experiments, including compromising Apocalypse.

I feel that Kaslana in my hand is gradually losing a kind of integrity, a kind of... heroic integrity.

So I decided to expose all this to Kallen, even if I have to face her guilt for it.

Because I want to see how a real Kaslana would choose in this situation.

Then, no matter what choice she made, no matter how absurd or unreasonable the decision was.I will take the whole Kaslana and Nicholas standing behind her.

Because this is justice in its purest form.

His footsteps finally stopped in front of an ordinary house.

"Dong dong dong."

"Who is it!" A girl's voice came from inside.

"It's me, Nicholas."

Author's message:

ps:

I've noticed that I've been dropping...

The drop is quite serious, hundreds of them a day.However, because it is still in the recommended position, it is normally rising, so in summary, the daily increase has fallen by half, and it has fallen by more than 4.

I have been falling in the click list and now I can hardly find it.The favorites list has also fallen from fourth to seventh at the beginning, at least it was seventh when I watched it.

To be honest, I am still quite unhappy with this result, but there is no way, since I will not change myself, then I have to accept your right to choose.

I hope that my story, those of you who stayed, those who have not yet joined, readers who read this sentence in the future, will like it.

Thank you.

Chapter 33 The Phantom Thief

At night, in front of Victor's mansion.

A "Madam" wearing a verdant green lace off-the-shoulder long dress, a green lace hat, and holding a green folding fan came from a distance.

Accidentally, when "she" passed the gate of Victor's Mansion, she suddenly lost her footing and fell.The appearance of sitting on the ground is delicate and pitiful.

Just as a group of guards surrounded her, "Madame" suddenly raised her head.

"She" frowned slightly under the golden bangs under the green hat, and asked softly with an extraordinarily elegant female voice:

"Can you help me? My feet look like..."

"You, are you okay?!" The guard hurried forward.Then he waved to his companion, "Come and help this lady!"

However, when everyone's attention was drawn to this side, a purple figure flashed past the wall of Victor's Mansion.

……

Victor's house.