NOVPUBHearing Wu Bin whistle, Nightingale gave him a cold glance.
Wu Bin felt a chill around his neck.
Li Yao said, "Nightingale is also a member of the Seventh Special Forces, and she has executed over a hundred disposal missions for our institute with a wealth of experience."
"If you have any questions in the future, you can ask her directly, and she will provide you with guidance."
Wu Bin nodded to show he understood.
"Alright, that’s all for today if there’s nothing else."
As Li Yao finished speaking and prepared to stand up to leave, Wu Bin stopped him.
"Uh, boss, can this ID get me priority when buying tickets or a half-price movie ticket?"
What Wu Bin actually wanted to ask was whether this ID was recognized by the state.
If it was, he could show it off.
As if seeing right through Wu Bin’s thoughts, Li Yao said with a smile, "Those of us at The Ninth Research Institute have our identities kept confidential."
"This ID is required for when you return to the institute; it’s not recognized outside."
"It’s best to keep your Special Forces identity a secret."
Upon hearing this, Wu Bin immediately felt somewhat disappointed.
It seemed like he had been incorporated, yet he also hadn’t.
After Li Yao left, only Nightingale and Wu Bin were left in the vehicle.
Even though Nightingale wore a mask, just from her eyes and brows, Wu Bin could tell she must be a great beauty.
Plus, Nightingale’s curvaceous figure was hard for Wu Bin to resist.
"Beauty, what’s your name?"
"Nightingale."
"Isn’t Nightingale your codename? I mean, what’s your real name?"
"Nightingale."
Wu Bin rubbed his temples; this beauty was a bit hard to communicate with.
So Wu Bin changed the question.
"I want to ask why you considered taking me in. Is it because there’s something special about me that caught your attention?"
Nightingale sneered, "Typical Supernatural Beings conceal their powers and identities to avoid unnecessary trouble."
"But you’re too conspicuous."
"Always getting ill, yet never dying, and this time you even broke the world records twice in succession."
"If we didn’t take you in now, you’d probably soon attract attention from others."
After listening, Wu Bin suddenly felt very aggrieved.
Can this really be called conspicuous?
I don’t want to be sick!
It’s beyond my control!
Breaking records at the sports meet was purely because I’m not yet accustomed to my strength, so I accidentally broke them, you can’t blame me for that!
Nightingale continued, "Don’t worry, we’ve already dealt with this matter for you. Your video will not be widely circulated; people will just treat today’s incident as a joke."
"However, if you have any similar out-of-line behavior in the future, you will be subject to an investigation and punishment from the discipline committee, so I hope you’ll rein it in a bit."
Madre de Dios, just what the hell is the discipline committee?
As Wu Bin puzzled over this, the van door was pulled open.
Xu Wenyao, led by He Bingbing and others, stood outside.
With an anxious expression, He Bingbing said, "Wu Bin, we finally found you. We thought you’d gotten lost, it scared us to death."
He Bingbing had scarcely finished speaking when she noticed a stunning woman in a tight leather outfit sitting opposite Wu Bin.
The live stream’s audience instantly became excited.
"Holy shit, where did this beautiful woman come from? That figure is seriously amazing!"
"Bingbing was just looking everywhere for Wu Bin, worried he had gone missing, and now Wu Bin is alone with a gorgeous woman in this van?"
"Wow, this is my type for sure, a tight leather outfit on a beautiful woman. Does she have a six-pack too?"
"Am I the only one who thinks she looks good with a mask on? There’s a beauty in that veiled allure."
Everyone’s attention was on Nightingale.
Because not only was Nightingale beautiful, she also possessed a unique and sharp temperament.
Somehow, He Bingbing started to feel a pang of jealousy.
She couldn’t help but ask, "Wu Bin, who is she?"
Wu Bin hemmed and hawed, unsure of how to introduce her.
He certainly couldn’t say she was his newbie mentor, could he?
Fortunately, Nightingale took the initiative and said, "My name is Nightingale, I’m a comic enthusiast, and at the same time, I’m a fan of Wu Bin."
"I ran into Wu Bin on the road, so I invited him to ride along with me for a chat."
Wu Bin stared at Nightingale with a dazed look.
As expected of a professional, this explanation seemed well-prepared!
But the more you listen to it, the less it makes sense.
He Bingbing also felt it was odd but didn’t feel it was her place to say more.
After all, neither of them was married; they were just chatting in a car, and even if something had happened, it wouldn’t be against the law, right?
Yet, Nightingale’s figure and appearance still bothered He Bingbing a lot; she felt a strong sense of crisis.
Xu Wenyao said with a smile, "Young people are so full of energy."
"Alright, Wu Bin, come on down now, I have something I need to discuss with you."
Under Xu Wenyao’s urging, Wu Bin had no choice but to get out of the car first.
Nightingale didn’t beat around the bush. As soon as Wu Bin got out of the car, she immediately shut the door and instructed the driver to drive away.
Watching the van kick up dust as it left, He Bingbing’s doubts grew deeper.
Is that a fan?
What kind of fan leaves without even a word of goodbye? Must be a phony fan!
Once alone with Xu Wenyao, he started, "Wu Bin, you’ve really made quite a splash this time, breaking two world records one after another."
Wu Bin gave a wry smile, "Principal, I didn’t want to."
Xu Wenyao continued, "People from The Ninth Research Institute have spoken to you, haven’t they?"
Wu Bin’s eyes widened suddenly.
"You actually know about The Ninth Research Institute?"
Xu Wenyao gave a faint smile.
"What I know is far more than you can imagine."
"Anyway, I called you over to let you know that you don’t need to participate in your next six events, I’ve already canceled them for you."
"After your performances in the previous two events, I believe those exchange students from Michigan won’t dare to be so arrogant anymore."
"For the next while, just focus on your studies at school and don’t cause me any more trouble."
Wu Bin nodded, expressing that he would certainly be a well-behaved student and absolutely not cause Xu Wenyao any trouble.
But still, Wu Bin was somewhat curious.
"Principal, what exactly does The Ninth Research Institute do? They were so vague, I’m still completely in the dark."
Xu Wenyao checked around to make sure no one was paying attention, then stuffed a book into Wu Bin’s hands.
"These are things that The Ninth Research Institute is involved in, take a look when you have time."
Wu Bin looked down and was immediately stunned.
What the hell!
"Top 100 Unsolved Mysteries of Humanity"?
Are you kidding me?
Isn’t this a science fiction novel?
After handing the book to Wu Bin, Xu Wenyao let out a deep sigh.
"The events of ’99, it seems they can’t be kept secret forever after all."
Wu Bin: ...
