Chapter 34: middle age crisis?

Young people are such a good thing, even if Dr. Erskine does not say, Xia Zhi night also knows.
I can really know the summer night, what is the relationship between the two sentences that the old man said?
Look at Dr. Erskine again, drunk, drunk, swaying, lost...
what's going on? middle age crisis?
Summer night poured him a glass of water: "What's wrong? Was it given to a boyfriend who just gave up?"
I don’t know when the summer night, and I’m talking to Dr. Erskine.
It is not that Dr. Erskine is not respected. In fact, this old man is very good. He is a learned and respectable elder.
But it's also a bit ridiculous. If you have nothing, you like to make jokes. When you go there, you will take the summer night to the ditch.
"Well, it’s all Dr. Erskine’s fault, this is not the pot of Shichen!"
Xia Zhi’s heart is so determined.
"...Summer, do you think the Super Soldiers plan should really exist?"
Dr. Erskine did not seem to be joking this evening. He looked at the summer night and was serious in the drunken eyes.
A summer night: "Why do you ask?"
"I do not know……"
Dr. Erskine shook his head: "I don't even know what I am thinking... This question, suddenly, grows in my heart, do you know? It's like a nail! Suddenly I came out and tried to deny my first half of my life, even my life."
"Super soldier serum, I used everything to try to make it a reality."
Dr. Erskine extended a finger: "And now, almost all theories have been perfected. There is only one last thing, a suitable candidate! But I have doubts about myself, Not very ridiculous?"
Summer night is not ridiculous, he just wants to say... There is no such plot in the movie!
Uncle Erskine, what is this happening to your old man?
Of course, the inner spit is a matter of spit, and the summer night can understand Dr. Erskine’s thoughts.
What happens after Super Soldier Serum becomes a reality?
If the doctor can live to the finale, what is the incredible thing that the super soldier's serum will eventually evolve into?
In the fantasy novel, it can be called everyone like a dragon!
Just a thought of the world where the brothers walked all over the place... The night of summer inexplicably hit a chill.
The resulting association is... Dr. Erskine is not worried about his brother’s business?
Shaking his head, as a otaku, Xia Zhi night felt that cranky thinking is his own job. But now I am thinking about it, and it doesn't mean anything to Dr. Erskine.
Just to say something, the doctor has stood up: "It doesn't matter, I can! Really..."
Dr. Erskine smiled at the summer night, with a kind of relief that he could not understand in the summer night: "Go to what you should do, since the world is already a hell, then There is no need to fear to shape one of the most powerful devils to overthrow this hell. Even in the future world, with countless devils screaming, no one will be hurt anymore."
Then he looked at the summer night: "If it's you... how good it is. But fortunately, we have a choice... I hope that I am shaping, not the devil. I don't want to... let the world sink.

After saying this, Dr. Erskine took the shoulder of the summer night and left his room.
Staying in the room for a while in the summer night, I always feel that Dr. Erskine’s mental condition does not seem to be particularly stable...
"I have heard of prenatal depression... Is the birth of scientific research results really different from that of a woman who has a child? Is there a depression?"
Scratching his head and thinking of Dr. Erskine’s metaphor, but he was silent.
He understood Dr. Erskine's panic, but he could do nothing.
After all, this is Dr. Erskine’s own heart.
Although as a scientist, he has what he should do.
But he is also very conscious of what he is doing, what will it bring to the world?
The short-term is hope, the long-term ... does not necessarily turn into despair!
The door of the room was ringing at this time. Summer night felt that I seemed to be very busy this evening. How can everyone come to talk for themselves?
As a result, when I opened the door, I saw that the summer night was almost deserted...
Carter!
"What's wrong with you? The face is so ugly?" Carter looked at the summer night with a pale face, not quite understandable.
Summer night can't always say ‘is scared by you’, so I have to talk nonsense:
I have a little hypoglycemia recently.

"I don't plan to ask me to sit in?"
Carter looked at the solid summer night that blocked the door.
Summer night had no choice but to let a step, let Carter work in.
Although I had thought about contacting Carter before the summer night, I would like to ask follow-up information on Linse.
But when Carter really came to the door, Xia Zhi always felt that the two characters of ‘trouble’ were written on the other beautiful face!
There is even a dangerous red light!
And at this moment, Xia Zhi suddenly felt that his golden finger must be a decomposition machine?
Why not a dangerous alarm?
When the danger and trouble are close~EbookFREE.me~Run yourself on the scorpion, how much better!
"Oh, summer, your room is really messy, and... why is there a drink? Are you drinking?"
Carter's gaze obsessed the summer night.
Summer night waved his hand and tried to explain that this is an old man in a middle-aged crisis, bringing alcohol residue.
But before I even said this in the summer night, I heard that Carter was a little unhappy and said, "Why don't you call me?"
"The next time you drink, you must be called!"
Xia Zhi’s mouth twitched for a moment, then said:
It’s quite messy, that, just sit.

"Sit... okay."
Carter sat in the corner of the bed in the summer night, then looked at the summer night.
Summer night also looked at Carter's work, big eyes and small eyes.
Carter is depressed: "Why do you always feel that every time you come to see you, you are very welcome?"
"You think too much!"
Summer night, shaking his head quickly, where is very unwelcome, is very very unwelcome! ! !
"The interrogation of Lindsay has already had a result." Carter worked for a summer night and reopened: "The harvest is great."

True and false?
Summer night was shocked:
So fast?

"Thank you for thanking you for teaching Howard's new way of interrogation."
Carter looked at the summer night's eyes a little dangerous.
Summer night coughed: "So?"
"So... tell you a bad news! Your telegram has been sent out. It can't be intercepted now, and your name is now likely to have been placed on Schmidt's desk."