(Senren*Banka activated!)
Bai Ye set the boxed meal aside and ran off. Dr. Kal'tsit exchanged a glance with Closure, who reached out to touch the lunchbox and said in surprise:
"It's still warm."
Dr. Kal'tsit said nothing, only stared blankly at the lunchbox.
"Kal'tsit, what's wrong? Why do you look so out of it?"
Curious, Closure waved a hand in front of Kal'tsit's face.
"Did you see where he took the lunchbox from?"
Dr. Kal'tsit looked up and asked Closure.
"Uh... huh... right, wasn't he empty-handed the whole time?" Closure finally realized, frowning.
"Mm... it is strange..." Dr. Kal'tsit shook her head and stopped dwelling on it, picking up the lunchbox and opening it.
"Sniff, sniff—"
Closure's nostrils twitched, and she leaned toward Kal'tsit.
"Dr. Kal'tsit, eating in the middle of the night isn't a good habit. I suggest you give it to me..."
"Don't you only like drinking motor oil?" Dr. Kal'tsit pulled the meal away.
She wasn't wrong. Closure seemed to have an unusual fondness for motor oil.
"That may be true, but this smells so good... like it was just made."
Dr. Kal'tsit opened the lid, and steam rose from the lunchbox.
"That Bai Ye is poisoning us in the middle of the night!" Closure gritted her teeth at the side. "And it's Ursus-style red sausage too. Tch..."
Uploading the data, along with Bai Ye's discussion with Dr. Kal'tsit, had taken a long time, so it was already quite late.
Poisoning people in the middle of the night—Bai Ye really had sinister intentions!
"Yakovlevich Red Sausage... it has been a long time since I last had any..."
Dr. Kal'tsit took out a fork and looked at the red sausage in the lunchbox as she spoke softly.
She had once served as director of the Chernobog Scientific Research