CH 62.1

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Clarice unexpectedly came to him for this matter. After hearing what he said just now, Wang Weiming’s tense nerves quickly relaxed.

Although he didn’t know what the researcher mentioned by Clarice had been instructed to do what by whom, after determining that he was completely unaware of this matter and had indeed not been involved in it, Wang Weiming didn’t give this matter the slightest bit of thought.

He didn’t care what petty tricks the people in the research institute had. As long as they didn’t offend him, delay the progress of the research, or bring him down, he wouldn’t interfere with other people’s behavior.

Thinking of this, Wang Weiming shrugged his shoulders slightly, with a trace of worry and anger on his face. “I didn’t know that someone in the research institute was so courageous! Your Majesty, you can just take the person away directly after determining who it is; there’s no need to ask my opinion again.”

After a pause, he looked at Clarice, who had a steady pace and a normal complexion, and asked, “It seems that the drug developed by that researcher failed? Although I’m not a medical student, I can tell that your physical condition seems to be much better than before?”

“I thought you should be clear.” Leiden glanced at Wang Weiming, whose thoughts were unknown, and said, “There’s a mermaid in the palace right now who is in charge of my spiritual counseling.”

Swear to God, this sentence of his was really just a somewhat impatient explanation!

So …… why did Wang Weiming’s expression suddenly tense up again?

Leiden lowered his eyelids and glanced thoughtfully at the director of the research institute, who was walking beside him.

This reaction—did he have a guilty conscience when Ji Mingjiang was mentioned?

While it might be a bit of a leap, it’s not an unfounded guess.

When Ji Mingjiang decided that he was going to broadcast live, both of them had this kind of concern. They were worried that Ji Mingjiang would be captured and sliced for research or something.

After all, there are too many differences in Ji Mingjiang, such as his fluent interstellar lingua franca and his physical fitness, which was not believed by the audience but was indeed displayed by him…

This kind of thought came to Ji Mingjiang purely because he read too many novels at the beginning, and some villain-oriented research institutes left a deep impression on him. Even after nearly twenty years, when he mentioned the research institute, his first reaction was that he was still a science and research enthusiast who liked to slice people.

And Leiden himself knew very well the true thoughts in the hearts of these people, who were full of research.

And now it seemed that the two of them couldn’t really have gotten it right by mistake, could they?

Leiden’s lips twitched, not knowing how to react for a moment. It was hard to say who was so unlucky, but after this matter was over, the matter of taking Ji Mingjiang to pray for blessings would definitely be on the agenda.

Day by day, what’s going on…

“We’re here.”

After a short conversation, Wang Weiming, who led the way silently, stopped in front of a building and turned his head to look at the emperor beside him, saying, “It’s working hours now, and all the researchers are in the research room inside. You can go in directly to find the person. If they’re not here, then they must be on vacation.”

Leiden nodded slightly, sized up the high-tech building in front of him, and then walked in first.

Apart from the large door that needs to be opened at the beginning to enter this building, there are also many sensor doors that need to be opened with authorization. Leiden looked at several research laboratories along the way through the glass exterior, but didn’t find the person who matched Menguse Hollimawi’s description. He frowned and motioned for Wang Weiming, who was following him, to open the next door and continue towards the upper floors.

“F*ck!”

In the laboratory that Leiden just passed by, a researcher, who had finished recording the data from his own set of samples, was playing with his light brain. Obviously, he was loafing around on the job. At that moment, he caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

He’s really familiar with him. He’s been watching Ji Mingjiang’s live broadcast almost every day recently, and he would never mistake His Majesty Clarice, who would appear from time to time during the live broadcast!

In addition, His Majesty obviously had no intention of concealing his identity. When he looked around with those golden eyes, he happened to see him. The researcher let out an exclamation of surprise on the spot.

“…What’s the matter with you?” Startled by his sudden movement, the other person’s hand shook and almost spilled the reagent. After stabilizing it on the table, he looked at his stunned colleague in anger.

However, after not hearing the other party’s answer for a long time, the somewhat perplexed researcher couldn’t help turning his head to look at him, and then followed his gaze to look forward…

“F*ck.”

The two turned on their light brains at the same time and said, “This must be photographed as a memory.”

*

As Leiden shook his head again and again and the sensor doors opened one after another, Wang Weiming, who was originally still unconcerned, gradually became more serious. He glanced at Clarice, who still had no emotion on his face, and a few drops of sweat slowly seeped from his forehead.

In the research room further up, it can be said that the research topics are very important. Every researcher has been personally selected and assessed by him. It would be a great loss if there were one less.

And those researchers have a closer relationship with him, so he might also be affected.

Thinking of this, Wang Weiming couldn’t help cursing secretly.

Is the money and treatment he provides not good enough? Why do they have to go out and make extra income? And even got caught on top of that. How did he recruit such a useless person back then?

“Dean Wang, you seem a little nervous?” Clarice’s cold voice suddenly rang in his ears, causing Wang Weiming to shiver. He pressed his palm on the next door’s sensor and said, while waiting for the door to open, “How could it be…”

Before he could finish speaking, as the door opened, a white figure rushed towards him. As Wang Weiming subconsciously took a step back, he ran out through the gap between the two of them.

“Hey!” No one is allowed to run in the research institute!

Before Wang Weiming could finish his sentence, he saw Clarice staring at the figure and then chasing after him at an extremely fast speed.

Wang Weiming: …

Wang Weiming: !

Leaving aside Wang Weiming’s warning, there was a significant physical gap between the researcher, who had been in the research room for a long time, and the emperor, who had led troops to fight on the front lines. Leiden effortlessly caught up with the researcher, who was running madly straight ahead.

He wasn’t quite sure before whether he could identify that person based on Menguse Hollimawi’s description, but now the person has already “let the cat out of the bag.”

He sneered and tightly gripped the person’s neck with one hand, while with the other hand, he pulled the other person’s two arms behind his back. With a slight force on his wrist, he slammed his head hard against the wall.

The force was mastered so well that it only knocked the man half unconscious while the wall remained clean.

“Is it him?”

Wang Weiming, who somehow caught up to them, bent over and supported his knees. While gasping, he half raised his head to look at the figure in the white coat in Clarice’s hands.

The white coat was very unadorned, and with the other man’s face against the wall, he couldn’t for a moment remember who this man was.

But the other party obviously recognized his voice. He immediately struggled, trying to break off the clamp on the artery of his neck and turning his head to look at Wang Weiming.

“Dean, Dean, help me…” His face was liver-colored due to lack of oxygen, his pupils were slightly dilated, and after glancing at Wang Weiming’s approaching figure from the corner of his eye, he kept begging in a hoarse voice, saying that he wasn’t guilty.

“I can’t save you. People always have to pay the price for their actions.” Wang Weiming frowned immediately when he heard his name in his mouth and immediately distanced himself after confirming that Clarice didn’t suspect him.

“Gus, calm down. If you’re proven innocent, I will give you consolation money in my own name after you return to the research institute. His majesty wouldn’t go so far as to arbitrarily and wrongfully accuse someone. Isn’t that right, Your Majesty?” At the end, Wang Weiming looked at Clarice with a pleading expression.

Hearing his words, Leiden opened his eyes slightly, as if in disbelief. Then, when the scene was about to be interrupted, he glanced at Wang Weiming, who was playing the role of a good old man, with a half-smile, and nodded.

“Of course, I won’t wrongly accuse any innocent person, but I won’t let anyone who dares to play tricks under my nose have a good time.”

*

“What a shameless old thing.”

Listening to the conversation from the tapping device, Ji Mingjiang ate the dried fish while complaining to the Chief Steward.

It is simply too shocking.

After hearing those few sounds from the beginning when Clarice tapped the cufflink, Ji Mingjiang knew Clarice had already determined at this point that Wang Weiming had tampered with the detector in the first place.

So how did this person say, “People always have to pay the price for their actions” without batting an eyelid?!

And it was even said in the context of educating others with righteous words.

Rowlett looked at Ji Mingjiang, who was biting the crispy dried fish, with a puzzled face. He gently stroked his beard with a smile, but his words were completely opposite to his expression: “People who don’t have thick enough skin and strong enough mental qualities dare not make false claims in a situation where His Majesty has just killed an entire clan.”

“Okay, Your Highness doesn’t need to be angry with this kind of person anymore.” The conversation on the other end gradually disappeared; only two footsteps, one light and one heavy, came from the tapping device: “His Majesty should be back soon. I’ll have someone clean up the torture room first. Do you want to come with me?”

After learning from Leiden that Ji Mingjiang isn’t the type of mermaid that needs to be specially protected and nurtured, and this is also the mermaid’s own idea, Rowlett was trying to change his own perception of mermaids, although he was a little surprised at first.

—For example, invite Ji Mingjiang to visit the torture room in the palace.