The Escape (2)

"Hmm?" When a notification rang inside his head, Leo Jones had just thrown a banana peel on the ground, the whole fruit already chewed up by his mouth and pushed down his throat.

The system's reminder automatically made his head turn to the laboratory's direction. His companion would only give him a buzz if there is danger. Or if Clarissa, his beloved target, tried to flee from the operating table. The case was obviously the latter. Clarissa's Original was avoiding a clash with him, so it could only be the poor lab rat attempting to escape.

He clicked his tongue, thinking, 'What a troublesome lab rat.'

The teleporter kid unceremoniously wiped his hand on the hem of his shirt and laughed. He knew his companion was referring to the crybaby host who somehow managed to send his stalking target under a semi-mad scientist's scalpel.