Shen Yi carried Shen Yi out of the Intelligent Engineering Department directly. The handgun on his head had already transformed into two silver triangular hair clips, pinned to either side of his head like a pair of cat ears.
He could sense the barely suppressed excitement radiating from the person on his back, and he chuckled inwardly. Had he known she enjoyed hearing such sweet nothings, he would have prepared more.
What was selling out a brother, anyway? Given the chance in the future, he wouldn't mind selling him out a bit more—oh, right, other people could be sold out too.
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