The Fallen Merman

Bai Chunian unplugged the USB flash drive from the computer, then deleted all the files that had been shown, checked the backup in the projection machine again, and made sure that there were no traces left, then pushed the desk and chair back to their original positions, and opened the door as if nothing had happened. go out.

A hand stretched out from under the wall by the door and grabbed Bai Chunian's trouser legs.

Lan Bo sat on the ground holding the curved fish tail, with his back against the wall, and grabbed Bai Chunian's ankle with one hand: "Have you fallen asleep in it for so long?"

"I'm addicted to work, I forgot. Why didn't you call me." Bai Chunian squatted down and picked up Lanbo, brushed the dust off his buttocks, and rubbed the scales with his cuffs, "How long have you waited?"

"I don't know. Maybe five or six hours. It doesn't matter if you wait. When you wake up, you will come out."

"Well... I've worked hard baby, it's getting late, go to the cafeteria to buy some food and go home to eat."

"Scallops, two."

"The dining hall isn't that big anymore."

"Go to the aquarium to get it."

"...I don't have enough money, so I used it to buy rings..."

"Then next time."

"No no no, I'm going to the seafood market now to see if there is anything you like."

After the two left, the technical department returned to quiet. After Duan Yang sent a comforting message to Bai Chunian worriedly, he locked the door of the office and got ready to get off work.

Unexpectedly, while waiting for the elevator, he met President Yan Yi.

The chairman rarely comes up. It seems that he has been in the elevator for a long time, and the file bag in his hand has been dented a little by his fingertips.

Duan Yang has been helping Bai Chunian secretly check the situation of the cultivation base in the past few days. When he met the chairman, he felt even more guilty. He said hello perfunctorily and wanted to slip away.

"Stop." Yan Yi said lightly.

Duan Yang suddenly settled at the elevator entrance and stepped back stiffly: "President... The special training base is on vacation today, I have to go back and call my brother, so... I won't work overtime..."

"Send me a copy of what you found." Yan Yi said.

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Bai Chunian sent Rimbaud home first, then went to the seafood market by himself, picked four of the largest scallops on the market, spent more than 4,000 yuan, and now his face is cleaner than his face.

At the dining table, Lan Bo ate the scallop meat with his elongated sharp claws, Bai Chunian slowly lost his mind, and his eyes fell on Lan Bo's lower abdomen in a daze.

"randi." Rimbaud tilted his head to look at him. "Do you want to obe with me by staring there?"

Bai Chunian didn't answer, but Lan Bo called him several times before he woke up and turned back.

"Wife." Bai Chunian didn't have any appetite to eat, and his stomach was full of nausea. He suddenly stood up and went around behind Rimbaud, hunched over his neck and said, "Let's go get the pearl back, shall we?"

"Pearl was sent to the headquarters of the research institute early in the morning, and you can't get in. And it's useless. It's useless for you to take chances. It's dead. Of course I know that you will only be disappointed."

I don't know if Lan Bo's heart will sting when he speaks the truth in such a calm tone. In Bai Chunian's ears, every word feels like a knife stabbed in his heart, and then twists the handle of the knife to make him hurt.

But the extreme grief did not show. Bai Chunian licked his ear, rubbed his cheek against him, and said jokingly, "Then let's go to the training base to see the old man, what do you think?"

He put his arms around Rimbaud obediently behind Rimbaud, so Rimbaud could not see his sinister gaze.

"randi." Lan Bo put down the half-eaten shell, hooked Bai Chunian's collar with his fingertips, and looked back at him, "I have seen the deep bond between you and your human friend, you said that your lifespan is only one year. One hundred years, this hundred years I want you to be happy, safe, and with the people you like. This is also very short for me, I cherish you, and I will naturally take revenge after a hundred years, it is not long, I You can wait. So I won't go now, and you're not allowed to go either."

"It's just a cultivation base, and it's not the headquarters of the research institute. How can it be so dangerous... Then again, is my lifespan so short for you? Wouldn't it be easy for you to meet someone you like later." Bai Chunian In despair, the lion ears in his hair drooped, "Will you forget me, then what should I do?"

"I'll melt your skeleton, attach it to a rib I've cut, seal your heart in hydrated steel, fit it into the heart I cut out, take you back to the Caribbean, and seal your skull Inlaid on the right arm of the throne." Rimbaud narrated quietly, as if he was just stating a future travel plan, and the plan was well organized.

"Well...wife." Bai Chunian licked the glands on the back of Rimbaud's neck, "But don't worry, I won't die too early."

Lan Bo found that Xiaobai was not normal today, but before he had time to say anything, he was suddenly startled by the stinging pain on his glands, and his two fangs bit deeply on his fragile glands, sucking the glands hard. The body is filled with pheromones and faint blood.

Although he got his wish, it was actually at the dining table that Bai Chunian always knelt and kissed him, the obsession and worship in his eyes were almost crazy, like a paranoid xie believer.

I don't know where Alpha's physical strength suddenly came from today, even Rimbaud couldn't support his number of times, and fell asleep on the bed.

Bai Chunian was lying on his side beside him, his arm resting on the mermaid's thin waist. The bandage on Lan Bo's body was loosened. Bai Chunian took the bandage off his body for him. He wanted to throw it directly into the fish tank, but suddenly After a pause, he quietly moved closer to the bandage, sucking the scent from the bandage.

"I look like a pervert." Bai Chunian scolded himself with a smile, put down the bandage, hugged Lan Bo from behind, sniffed the faint breath on the back of his neck and fell asleep.

However, Rimbaud rolled over and put his arm lightly on him.

Bai Chunian looked closely at Rimbaud's peaceful and clean sleeping face, and couldn't help feeling sleepy. He temporarily forged a thin chain from the collar around his neck, put it in Rimbaud's hand, and then curled up his head. Buried in Rimbaud's chest and fell asleep. The light fragrance entered the lungs from the breath, as if the whole person was relieved.

Hugs and stroking comfort him more than zuo love and kisses, to the point of skin thirst.

Rimbaud put his hand on his head and rubbed it. His hands were so soft that they fell on his head like petals when stroked.

"You haven't slept yet?" Bai Chunian asked.

"Well, coax you." Rimbaud said sleepily.

When Lanbo woke up the next morning, the left half of the bed was empty. Bai Chunian probably went to work and left a breakfast on the dining table.

Rimbaud picked up a piece of toast and climbed back to the bedroom, where the arsenal room next to the bedroom was locked at this time.

In the past, Bai Chunian never took precautions against him, and the arsenal was only locked when neither of them were there, and Lanbo was not interested in the contents at all and never went in.

However, Xiaobai's abnormal performance made Rimbaud feel strange. He climbed along the ceiling to the slide rail of the wall of the secret room, the fish tail stretched through the gap, found the independent switch, and released a strong current to short-circuit the switch.

The combination lock lights up green, and the wall of the secret room slowly moves away.

The arsenal is no different from before. There are some scattered drawings on the table, and there are two photo frames, one of which is the photo of Xiao Bai and Yan Yi Lu Shang Jin when he was awarded the Free Bird Medal of the Secret Service Team, and the other is the new photo. Put it up, a selfie photo of the two of them.

The drawings didn't look any different. The drawings that showed the location of the building were put away. Rimbaud couldn't understand these complicated lines, so he looked elsewhere.

There was also a small one-page calendar on the table, the kind that was torn one page a day, Rimbaud flipped through it, and accidentally found a page with a red stroke with a cross.

The handwriting was very deep, and it penetrated the following pages, leaving scratches that were vicious, as if they had been drawn with an extremely deep hatred.

The crossed-out page is June 24, more than 20 days from now.

There was no note on the calendar, and Rimbaud didn't know what special events he had planned that day.

"…"

Rimbaud put things back in place, locked the secret room door, and went to the living room to watch TV.

In the evening, Bai Chunian came back from IOA and went directly into the bathroom from the porch. It took 20 minutes to come out, and he used the scented shower gel that he bought earlier. Bai Chunian still disliked it when he bought this bottle of shower gel. It's so fragrant.

After Bai Chunian took a shower, he opened the bathroom door wearing only a pair of shorts, with a towel draped over his head.

Rimbaud rolled up on the door handle, and as he opened the door, he slowly floated up to him and ate the towel on his head like he was sucking noodles.

"..." Bai Chunian took a step back, hit the back of his head against the door frame, and gasped in pain, "What are you doing?"

"I heard you take a shower and eat. It turns out that you like to count the barbs on your **** alone in the bathroom, so how many are there?"

"Hey me, don't, **** me." Bai Chunian's ears warmed, he pulled Lan Bo off the door handle, carried it on his shoulders, and threw it on the sofa.

The TV in the living room has been turned off, and the evening news will be broadcast as soon as the time is up.

"Hello everyone, this is "First Time". At about 4 o'clock this afternoon, a serious experimental accident occurred in the cultivation base of the 109 Research Institute in Hongli City. A researcher was trapped in the incinerator due to an operation error and was driven away. The colleague who came rescued him, but the rescue failed and he died..."

"Tsk tsk, how pitiful." Bai Chunian raised his head to look at the TV, and said expressionlessly.

Rimbaud could barely identify the internal facilities of the cultivation base: "It is the cultivation base we have been in."

"What did you do?" Rimbaud asked.

"Huh?" Bai Chunian was still kneeling on top of Rimbaud, and the white lion's ears twitched, "I don't know, what bad things can I do?"

"..." Rimbaud stared at him blankly, was shot in the heart, and suddenly forgot the news.