Chapter 9-1: Talent harvester

Genome's reputation was at the bottom with the government, and it had a criminal record.

However, no one could prove a witness or incriminating evidence for the crime.

It was like a cleaner that was much stronger than Dettol, without leaving any trace; but it carried a heavy weight on the other side.

In its beginnings, it used to be a joint-stock charitable company, investing its money in supporting orphanages, hospitals, and then, over time, pioneering schools.

And the way it crawled was as shadowy and deadly as a virus that could not be eradicated once it had penetrated.

The rules in Genome were also strict and strict. The allowed rooms were specific and mixing was prohibited.

Roaming around without an order was also prohibited.

So, everyone settled inside their own, isolated rooms, in silence; either to study during breaks, or to eat.

Genome has never accepted useless individuals.

While carrying out live experiments, the lives of some were often violated and the method of burial is unknown.

The only option for them was to submit and put in more effort to survive.

Simply put, it was more desolate as a prisoner.

Before that, another list was displayed of the detained individuals who had been previously kidnapped and cared for from the age of 6 to 18.

Although there were some missing points, the last page clearly mentioned his wife and his only daughter, Mary.

And They were the only two photos that included family members.

When looking at the report. It was clear that his wife had not yet discovered his suspicious actions despite all these years; which strengthened his protective capabilities as she lived a luxurious life.

Her father was an architect, while her mother entered the university teaching profession and specialized in French and Italian together.

Coming back to Mary, Christine mentioned that she had met her while studying and living in Italy.

And because Kristen's nature was lively and loving, they shared most of the qualities that strengthened their friendship.

Everything was going smoothly, until the day she invited her to her house to spend a white night together, with some company, and she saw by chance the family photo.

There, everything changed, and she became more aware.

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Although the glass of the rectangular windows was insulated, the drizzle resulting from the heavy rain was intense and harsh.

Looking at the digital clock on the other side, it was already a few minutes past midnight.

It was cloudy and dark outside with the last thread of twilight breaking.

After finishing reading the report, she archived it with a special, innovative and unknown protection system and then left her tablet.

Silence was an ally.

She let out a suppressed sigh, then left the warmth of the bed and walked to stand near the window without having to put on her slippers.

Her right half of her torso rested on the side of the solid glass, and she immersed herself in the view.

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In the morning, around a quarter to seven, the weather outside finally stabilized.

When she woke up, she finally sat up and shook herself off from sleep. Then she gently rubbed her eyes as she left the bed and suddenly stopped.

She barely remembered her poor, recently neglected black cat, when her pupils widened.

After that, she automatically took it out of the storage space with a guilty look.

“I'm sorry”

It was clear after examining him that he was not satisfied and he bared his small fangs in reprimand with sleepy eyes.

“Meow~”

“It was my fault. Are you hungry?” she murmured, teasing him, when his eyelashes shone brightly, he agreed, and he let out a small meow of his complaint.

“Meow~”

“Okay, come on” she smiled, bringing him back, so that his four limbs rested on the floor covered with a soft cream carpet and he followed her.

Quickly, she opened the windows and made the bed before they left the room together.

On the other side of the kitchen, Leon prepared some beautifully fried eggs, keeping the line between yolk and white.

He took out a clear plate with a glass sakura petal decoration, then spread a piece of toast on one side.

He added the sausage slices with ketchup, chili peppers, and mayonnaise on the side, then quickly turned back to the fridge for another type of juice.

When Caroline walked over to the table and saw that the delicious dishes were similar, the corners of her lips turned up slightly, looking at him with crescent eyes.

“Good morning” she whispered.

“Oh, good morning..”

Nam Shin, who had been eating cornflakes and watching the news, turned his sockets and looked at her.

“Kee-Kee, good morning. Blackie’s food is over there”

With a deep smile, he pointed to a medium-sized rectangular white box on the other side of the marble when he saw her searching through the shelves and she nodded.

“Ah, thank you” she let out a small, understanding, unobtrusive groan, then smiled gratefully as a compliment.

“You’re welcome”

She took the cat bowl and handed it to him as his small, soft body followed her, then sat down.

It was clear that she hadn’t made a fuss about yesterday, which cheered Leon up and relieved his previous tightness.

“So, are we okay together?” he said, pursing his lips as he looked at her with half-moon eyes, like a puppy.

She looked at him for a moment, then let out a silent laugh, which showed a small, clear row of those tiny teeth of hers, with a sparkle, and nodded.

“Ah, of course. You’re like my big brother”

Leon, despite his joy, was suddenly choked with food at her response.

‘What big brother are you talking about?’

‘We’re not even of the same blood!’

It made him so angry, about her simple thinking. But he didn't explain or let it reflect more on his features and declared.

"Of course!"

Even if he tried to explain, she definitely wouldn't understand his feelings.

Sighing. Let's forget about it.

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After the last quarter of an hour of eating, Nam Shin took care of cleaning the dishes after washing them and leaving them in the washing machine to dry.

Compared to Leon, the French guy; it took Caroline almost 20 minutes to get ready.

The realistic disguise was difficult, but since the conditions were good and the situation was stable, she took it easy.

After making sure she was properly dressed warmly, she pulled the black cat with her into the bag with an extra warm scarf and then set off.

When the three of them left the apartment together, it was already 7:35.

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