When Lin Mo's eyes appeared in everyone's sight, the entire second floor of the abandoned factory was extremely quiet.
No one spoke.
One fact is certain.
Lin Mo... there is no doubt that it is Nangong Mo.
The older generation of the Nangong family, the second young master who has the same father and mother as the eldest Nangong Jue, has the ability to predict and read minds, and is Nangong Tou's second uncle who is truly related by blood - Nangong Mo.
In the Killer Alliance, most people close to the Nangong family knew the damage caused by the battle with the underground headquarters of the Jack family. Therefore, when Nangong Mo actually appeared in front of them, the eyes of Cheetah, Gray Cat and others couldn't help but change.
He turned to the man who was most affected and hurt by that battle - Nangong Tou.
Although everyone was silent, they all clearly noticed that the boss's face darkened, and there was a slight displeasure and coldness.
Nangong Tou has very strong concentration, and it is difficult for his emotions to show outwardly.
He still didn't make any extra moves at this moment, but after his face flashed slightly, he picked up the telescope, squinted his dark eyes, and continued to watch forward with a calm expression.
People who don't know Nangong Tou would think that this is just a simple action.
People who know Nangong Tou already understand that this is a sign of the boss being on guard against danger.
After all, even if the man opposite is his uncle.
But if he had hurt your mother in the past, and used you as an experiment to transplant things into your brain when you were only seven and a half years old, then whoever faces a relative who appears next to him like this again would be stingy.
It's important to consider him as a dangerous person and to be on alert, right?
"Professor Lin..." Wei'an began to speak.
The white cat continued lip translation.
Yan Weian stood in the treatment room, facing the direction of Lin Mo. From a closer distance, he could see those strange red eyes more clearly. However, he was not as shocked and dazed as Yan Xiaoyu, but in front of everyone.
Unexpected, no fear or extreme reaction.
She just froze for a moment, looked up and stared at Lin Mo for a few seconds, then her eyes returned to calm, and she asked Lin Mo, "Why are you afraid of you, Professor Lin? I'm not afraid."
Lin Mo heard this and looked at her sideways, "Little girl, your breathing has accelerated, your muscles have tightened, and your concentration has increased by between thirty and fifty percent. This is a sign of fear."
"When a person is frightened, the body will automatically activate the 'fight or flight' response controlled by the prefrontal lobe of the brain, so that the body can concentrate and be ready to respond to threats quickly and effectively at any time. In a moment of emotional control, facial expressions and body movements will change.
To make a relative reaction, fright is human instinct, and fright cannot be equated with fear of calligraphy and painting." Yan Weian remained calm and argued, "Professor Lin, this is the reason why I am not afraid of you."
Lin Mo paused slightly, looked at Wei'an for a long time, and then smiled slowly. When he smiled, his eyebrows slightly raised, "A person who is good at arguing must be good at self-protection. Why does a little girl who is good at self-protection have the first consciousness deep in her heart?"
Selectively protect me, a stranger?"
Wei An showed a surprised expression.
The brief conversation, her isolation, her persistent eloquence in certain aspects, and the special emotions she had for him from the beginning were thoroughly analyzed in just a few sentences...
What kind of enigmatic man is this who is so easy to see through others?
"David Ladd said that fear is an instinctive self-reaction for self-protection. If the brain knows that there is no real danger, it will treat this massive secretion of adrenaline as enjoyment. I am not protecting Professor Lin,
This is just a choice made by my brain as a person with personal consciousness to subjectively evaluate whether Professor Lin is dangerous or not."
Yan Weian's Luoyu.
Lin Mo stopped all movements.
His blood-red eyes looked at her from head to toe, with scrutiny and a bit of smile. Finally, he turned around and asked Wei An who was standing there, "Little girl, do you want something to drink?"
What drink do you want?"
"Black tea, is that okay?"
Yan Weian answered quickly, almost without thinking.
"Very good at choosing tea," Lin Mo replied with a gentle face, "It's the tea I'm best at making."
After that, he walked into the treatment room and prepared tea...
Wei'an followed his steps and followed his back until he disappeared into the back room. Then he bit his lip, hugged his backpack with frayed corners, and silently sat on a chair in the corner of the treatment room and began to wait.
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"Black - 60, black is scary, black tea..."
Goshawk forgot about Lin Shuyi's existence for a moment. When he saw the scene on the opposite side through the telescope, he couldn't hold back and murmured, "All this... is such a coincidence..."
When these words were spoken, everyone was a little worried.
But after all, Lin Shuyi was just a student. He turned to look at Goshawk and asked, "Black60, black is a group? What is that? Black tea, British black tea, is my adoptive father's favorite drink. Is there any problem?"
"No," the cheetah answered with a smile, patted the goshawk on the head and said, "Mr. Lin, don't mind. This one in my family has been sick since he was a child. When he gets sick, he likes to play English Solitaire by himself. Mao Bin has been around for many years, so just ignore it.
good."
Lin Shuyi frowned and glanced at Goshawk dubiously, but he said nothing and nodded.
The goshawk immediately stepped on the cheetah angrily and glared back - you old leopard is so insane!
The leopard smacked his tongue and replied with an innocent look in his eyes - you said it yourself, you are epileptic and crazy!
The goshawk glared hard and made a murderous gesture of wiping its neck towards the cheetah.
Cheetah immediately looked like he had realized something. He bent down and nuzzled his ears, "A woman touches her neck to show her charm. You are like this... Could it be that I haven't come back too little this month, and you are actually giving me a hint?"
(Thank you dear minminer1012 for giving me the silent gold medal! ^_^)