My Wife is Tim

"This, this is the Siberian snowfield, the tower of Babylon, the research institution that Destiny belongs to, as for our research..."

When talking about the latter, the researcher's voice was a little hesitant, but the moment he felt that the air began to decrease rapidly again, he hurriedly said in horror.

"I said, I'll say it!"

"What we are studying is a kind of energy called "Hokkai", such as the use of Honkai Energy, how to combine Honkai Energy with the human body..."

Under the pressure of Annan, the researcher knew everything and wanted to tell the color of his underwear.

He even told Annan without a word about information such as the structure and number of members of the Tower of Babylon. It would be refreshing to betray the organization.

It's just that the researcher who can be sent to do the hard work of digging holes and burying corpses is obviously only a small person. He doesn't know the details of the research and more things related to destiny.

I wanted to ask more about the collapse...

But judging from the answer given by the researcher, he did not know any more detailed information.

But it doesn't matter, there are many people outside, and when the time comes, you can find a project leader who can always ask what you want.

Annan thought to himself, then looked at the researcher with judgmental eyes.

"Last question, 47 children died at your hands. How do you feel about this?"

In an instant.

The researcher's expression froze, and his eyes were full of fear and puzzlement.

He didn't mention a word of this kind of past, so why would he be known by the man in front of him.

"That's because, of course, it's much easier to look into the past than to look into the future."

Annan seemed to see what the researcher was thinking and explained lightly.

He is only a wisp of consciousness here, and the ability of clairvoyance has been weakened. Although it is difficult to observe the boundless future, the past with traces can still be clearly seen.

"However, it's really interesting..."

"After I said the number of deaths, you only have the fear of being discovered in your heart, but there is no remorse for killing so many innocent people."

"Ah, this is really... unforgivable!"

Annan's expression was full of sarcasm, looking at the researcher as if he were looking at a talking corpse.

The researcher, realizing what was going to happen next, yelled in horror, "You can't do this! You promised to let me go!"

"Sorry, I never said that."

Annan's words chilled the researcher's heart, "And I gave you a chance, but your answer didn't give you a chance."

"So what! It's true that I killed 47 of them, but didn't the others kill them?!"

Watching himself disappear bit by bit from the tip of his toes, the severe pain from the fracture finally made the researcher collapse, and he recklessly expressed his thoughts.

"I'm just a researcher with the lowest status, and those with higher status and more research results need more than ten times more experimental samples than me!"

"Hundreds of thousands of people die at their hands every year. If you want to stand up for those orphans, why do you only kill me and not them?!!"

This makes perfect sense.

Obviously he killed the fewest people, even if the court tried him, he would have to be the last one, why should he die first.

"Don't worry, don't feel unlucky, because I have always been fair."

Annan looked at the researcher who had disappeared most of his body, and said plainly.

"So, don't worry about dying alone, your research team will definitely go down to reunite with you! Jesus can't stop it, I said!"

Chapter 230 [-] Sirin is a good boy, touch her head~

"Clap!"

The electronic key to open the door fell to the ground, which also meant that the original owner of the key had completely disappeared from the world.

Under the scouring of the power of imaginary numbers, he will not even have a single molecule left, and he has achieved the ultimate in destroying corpses and destroying traces.

"But... the interrogation is really boring..."

Annan sighed a little disappointed.

He had killed quite a few beings, but this was the first time he had killed such a weak and powerless being.

But among the many beings killed by Annan, only this weak being showed the most disgusting humanity.

"The information I asked, it is said that the research to save the world is being carried out here. This is really outrageous."

There was irony and contempt in Annan's eyes, and he felt that all this was too ridiculous.

If the people who save the world are all of this kind of virtue, then the world is estimated to have been declared dead in advance.

"In the final analysis, these guys don't have the consciousness to save the world at all."

Annan came to a conclusion calmly.

He knows a lot of enlightened people who want to save the world, such as Fujimaru Rika and Rick.

Whether it is Fujimaru Rika or Rick, both of them have made up their minds, and no matter what path they take, they can follow through.

But those who do research in this tower do not have such a sense of responsibility.

That's why Annan said that these guys are not even evil parties, they are just a group of scum who have lost their bottom line.

"Speaking of which... when are you going to pretend to be asleep, little girl?"

Annan sat on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed, resting his chin in one hand, tilted his head, and looked at Xilin on the bed with a half-smile.

"Although I blocked the sound, I forgot that with your talent, you can feel that I use imaginary numbers, so you have just woken up, right?"

"Guuu-"

The girl huddled in the bed like a purple-haired dumpling let out a groan, opened her golden pupils pitifully, looked at Annan, and said in a snarling tone.

"That...that...are you Lord God?"

Such a question surprised Annan.

After witnessing his murder, the child's reaction was not fear, but asked if he was a god.

"Why do you want to ask this?"

Annan glanced at Xilin and asked curiously.

"Because my mother said that Xilin is a good boy... Xilin has never done anything bad...so God will protect Xilin..."

Si Lin, who was wearing light clothes, sat up from the bed, hugged her knees tightly, recalled the past, and said timidly.

"Is that so..."

Annan began to understand what was going on.

The world of a child is full of love and hate. The guy who abused her inhumanly would not have any thoughts when he died, while the person who reached out to save her would be respected like a god.

This kind of simple personality made Annan smile softly, and moved Noxilin's satin-like purple hair in a good mood.

"That's right, Xilin is a good boy, touch her head~"

Perhaps Annan hadn't used head-touching for a long time, and his skills were unfamiliar and stronger.

"Ugh... Please, please don't do this, your hair will be messy..."

Xilin subconsciously held her head in her hands, like a puffer fish, and said angrily.

This look is really cute, and it makes people have the urge to poke Xi Lin's bulging cheeks.

Perhaps this is why many fathers like to keep grabbing their daughters. The girl's expression is so funny.

An Nan inexplicably had this thought in his heart, then shook his head and laughed, and withdrew his hand gently.

only……

The moment his big hand left the top of Xilin's head, the girl felt a little reluctant in her heart.

After my mother left, no one has done such an intimate gesture to her for a long time...

Therefore, even if there was no warmth on that hand, Xilin wanted someone to touch her head again with a friendly face.

Such contradictory thoughts made Xilin's expression tangled, and she felt as if there were three different positions of herself arguing in her ears, namely angels, demons, and judges.

The demon Xilin said proudly: "How can a girl's head be touched by others, Xilin, you have to be reserved!"

Angel Xilin immediately retorted with a soft voice: "But, that person saved Xilin, it's not good to touch him!"

After listening to the opinions of both parties, Judge Xilin made a solemn decision: "Well, what both sides said is very reasonable, it is difficult to make a choice... Then Xilin can only choose, everyone gets off work. Get to work!"

"I-Isn't this the same as I said?!"

Xi Lin was about to cry because of her entanglement, and a little mist appeared in her golden pupils, which looked pitiful.

"Uh...that, are you alright?"

Annan scratched the back of his head, looked at Xilin who was about to cry, and looked at his hand suspiciously.

isn't it?Is his technical regression that serious?

When he helped Tiamat groom his hair before, Tiamat praised him for his skill, how could he make a little girl cry today? ! !

"Well, Xilin... Xilin is fine..."

Xilin took a breath and suddenly realized that it was really stupid to almost cry because of such a question, so she bowed her head embarrassedly.

"That's it...Ahaha, it's fine!"

Annan smiled awkwardly, and looked at his hand touching his head again unconfidently, thinking that it was time to practice more.

The craftsmanship must not be lost, otherwise what if Tiamat will need it someday?

Just be prepared!

Go back and find a durian. When the durian shell is as smooth as a watermelon, it is estimated that it will be a big success when you touch your head.

While thinking like this, Annan handed the diary in his hand to Xilin.

"Sorry, Xilin, I want to know more about the situation here. I read your diary without your consent."

"It doesn't matter, Lord God saved Xilin, as long as you don't dislike the bad diary written by Xilin."

Having said that, Xi Lin, who took the diary, held the diary tightly in her arms, with a blush on her face.