During the half hour that Lu Mo was alone in the waiting hall, Ling was going through his various procedures step by step.
In the bright and tidy office, a uniformed police officer sat behind a large desk with a thick document in front of him.
This is a very young police officer, holding the official seal in one hand, flipping through the documents in the other, and covering them one by one.
But it was obvious that the officer was quite nervous right now.
A little bit of sweat oozes from his cheeks, glittering in the light. The hand holding the document was also trembling slightly. The female worm sitting in front of him had long silver hair and red eyes. There was no doubt that it was the legendary commander of the Third Army - Ling.
The police officer had already heard of Ling's name, and he heard that among all the army commanders, Ling was the best one to get along with in private.
Unlike other legion commanders, who always had a straight face, stern and cold. The commander of the 3rd Corps always had a smile on his face. Although he could always make all kinds of unexpected disasters, his personality was indeed quite easy-going.
It is said that there was once a male who had been to the legion, regarded Ling as an ordinary soldier, and threatened to make him his female slave...
But what's going on now!
The police officer lowered his head and tried his best to hide his fear.
Mingming... Just sitting there will make him breathless, okay? !
The regiment commander was leaning back on the chair, his legs crossed, his gloved hands clasped and placed on his legs. He didn't have a smile on his face, watching the officer's movements closely.
The incandescent lamp hung above their heads, and Ling's hat brim cast a thick black shadow under the light. In this dark shadow, there was a hint of reddish light.
The police officer was sweating coldly on his back, so he sped up the movements in his hands, and the paper flew over all of a sudden. The business that originally took an hour to complete was compressed to less than half an hour.
"It's all done..."
With a trembling voice, he closed the folder with a clip and pushed it in Ling's direction.
Ling got up from the chair and walked slowly towards the police officer. His boots made a "click", "click" sound on the smooth hard tile floor.
His tall figure blocked the light, and the shadow enveloped the police officer.
The police officer lowered his head desperately, not daring to catch a breath. In front of the Legion Commander, he felt as helpless as a chick facing the storm...
White gloved hands took the document, rustling as he flipped through it.
"you-"
The officer closed his eyes tightly in horror.
"Your handwriting is beautiful."
"… "
Eh
The police officer raised his head in a panic, only to see Ling looked away from the document and looked at him with a smile: "Sorry, did I just scare you?" Ling pointed to the police officer's back and said, "Please don't mind, I'm just... watching the surveillance."
The police officer hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand: "No, nothing!"
"That's good." Ling pushed the brim of his hat and greeted the little police officer: "Then, I won't disturb you."
The police officer stared blankly at the back of his departure.
It seems that in just an instant, the legion commander has put away all the coercion. It is obviously the same face, but it has become a completely different character.
It's so elusive...
He turned his head subconsciously, and hanging behind him was a huge monitor screen. In the imperial capital of Emperor Star, every place must be cautious, even he is equipped with monitoring equipment.
But such a large monitoring screen monitors the hustle and bustle of tens of thousands of Zerg. Who was the legion commander looking at just now
…
Ling took the document and said to the male who called himself Minochi, "My name is one, one of one, two, three."
The smile on his face did not diminish, but he understood everything in an instant.
Slaughtering pig...
Ling didn't know how many similar tricks he had seen before, especially in such grand celebrations, there were always people who fished in troubled waters.
First reveal a very tempting, sure-fire bet to attract the prey's attention. Take him to see with his own eyes the so-called "odds of winning", tricking the prey into putting all the money into the game.
There will be many small tricks in the middle, such as some "passers-by" who are eager to bet, using the herd mentality to induce prey.
If it is a well-planned "pig-killing plate", then it is very likely that from the beginning to the end, everyone the "prey" sees is a conspiracy liar, and all the information the prey gets is also false information given by the liar. .
Ling's eyes fell on Minoqi: this male named Micino should be a headhunter who went out to find prey.
Did he catch him on the spot, or...
"Now, take us to meet that Mr. Lu Mo?"
All right.
Ling calmly withdrew his hand: since Lu Mo wants to play, it doesn't matter, there is still a long time before the celebration.
He touched Lu Mo's hand lightly, and his fingertips ran across Lu Mo's palm.
Lu Mo was shocked.
He turned his head sharply, his face flushed, and he whispered angrily, "Hey—it's still daytime, even if you want to... well, at least wait until we get home..."
"… "
No, that's not what I meant.
Ling sighed silently amid Minocchi's weird "I understand" smile.
But his heartbeat was untimely and quickened.
"Let's go see my friend, Your Excellency Lu Mo." Minoqi couldn't wait to get up, his eyes leaked a greedy light, and said, "My dear friend, this is a game that promises not to lose money. Business."
They left the waiting room, and a small black car was waiting for them outside.
Lu Mo stared at the humble car and began to feel regret in his heart.
The so-called transition from thrift to extravagance is easy, and from extravagance to thrift is difficult. Lu Mo, who has been corrupted by capitalism for three years, is immersed in sensuality, and his spirit has been emptied by money. Now he is no longer that simple youth.
He's already a complete - copper-smelling scum with every move, and there's no going back.
Minocchi sat up in the driver's seat and urged, "Come in!"
Lu Mo's heart swayed, and he pulled Ling to sit in.
The car was filled with the pungent smell of inferior cigarettes, and Lu Mo frowned uncomfortably and leaned on Ling.
Minoqi pretended to have no intention of saying: "The car of hundreds of thousands is not very good, Bai Liu, please bear with it."
But his eyes were looking through the rear window to observe Lu Mo and Ling's every move. Minocchi thought proudly in his heart: These two poor people must have never seen such a high-end car? After all, he is a guy who can't even wear brand goods...
Yes, shock them with their wealth in the first place, so that your words will add a little more credibility.
"Huh? Bai Liu, what's wrong with you?" Minoqi looked at Lu Mo. Lu Mo buried his head on Ling's shoulder and neck, and his whole body was close to Ling, which made him very strange.
Ling smiled: "Master, he is a little car sick."
"All right."
Minoqi turned around regretfully, and originally wanted to guide this white six on the road again, but it was a pity.
The car started slowly, and the level of regret in Lu Mo's heart rose to a new level.
But Chinese people have a good virtue, which can be summed up in four sentences -
Come all come.
What a big deal.
New Year's Eve.
The child is still young.
Lu Mo gritted his teeth: come, all, come, come!
He could only bury his face deeper into Ling's shoulders, and his breath was filled with Ling's unique smell of blood and rust...
But not enough.
Lu Mo was very irritable. He hadn't smelled cigarettes for a long time, which reminded him of his previous life.
As an extremely hard-working design dog, it is common to stay up all night to revise the draft, and the pressure is so great that you smoke one by one.
The small rental house was filled with smog.
There is a saying, if you are doing something, you always listen to a certain song. Then in the years to come, as long as I hear that song again, I will remember the mood when I did that thing.
So does smoking. In Lu Mo's place, the smell of smoke filled the room with depression, a mess, and the loneliness that he was extremely tired but had no one to tell.
He opened his mouth subconsciously, and lightly grabbed a small piece of thin flesh above Ling's collarbone.
"… "
The body in his arms stiffened, but then relaxed.
Lu Mo's mood suddenly improved, although Ling didn't know anything—doesn't know who he was, or what his purpose was, but at the moment, Ling was by his side.
No matter what he does, Ling will tolerate it.
Lu Mo remembered what he had done to Ling in the past, it was so excessive and vicious, but Ling did not resist at all.
Unconsciously, without Lu Mo himself realizing it, he confirmed such a fact.
[No matter what happens, Ling is willing to stay by his side. 】
On top of this, Ling has a particularly special point.
Maybe it's because of his outstanding strength, or because he's experienced too much, no matter what the situation is, he always stands beside Lu Mo quietly, and even has the mind to joke with Lu Mo.
- It's like, he'll never be knocked down.
He is like an eternal anchor that attracts Lu Mo unconsciously.
Lu Mo lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. He quietly stretched out his hand and scratched the back of Ling's neck in a hidden place.
"… "
Ling's eyes widened in disbelief. He lowered his head and saw Lu Mo turned his face slightly, his left eye shining brightly at him.
He opened his mouth silently and said in a daze: "No way..."
Lu Mo: OVO
He approached Ling's ear and said softly, "Don't make a sound."
However, his hand fell and slid softly over the hidden gap on Ling's back. This is where the female worms usually hide their wings, and there are abundant nerve endings. As long as you touch it lightly, you can bring a very clear touch.
This is a very bad behavior, but Lu Mo is in a very strange mood at this time.
It might be called: arrogance.
Ling shivered abruptly, and a vague whimper and sobbing sounded in her throat.
The sound is so small that the male may not notice it, but the female can hear it clearly. The female Minochi was still driving, unable to turn her head, and said worriedly, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Lu Mo said lightly, "My lady is also car sick."
Ling looked at Lu Mo in disbelief: This excuse is like—playing for one night and forgetting the homework to the horizon the next day, facing the teacher’s questioning and fumbling and saying that he forgot to bring it—
You know you didn't write, the teacher knows you didn't write, and you know the teacher knows you didn't write.
Want to cover up.
Lu Mo smiled at Ling, and then raised his voice: "Let's sleep for a while."
"it is good."
The female pressed a button, and a surprising black baffle slowly rose, blocking out the sound from the front and back.
Lu Mo: "... wow."
It's as if it's a no-name mobile phone, but it has the magical dual-SIM dual-standby function, which is strangely pragmatic.
"Okay, my dear lady, now you don't have to be so nervous—"
Lu Mo lowered his head, but saw an unexpected scene.
Ling was leaning against the car window feebly, his face was crimson, his red eyes were misty and his pupils were dilated.
He was trembling slightly all over, and murmured, "I..."
"I'm not nervous..."
Lu Mo: "..."
The tail hook, which I haven't seen for a long time, stood up with a "swoosh" at this moment!
On the balance in my mind, one side is rational: "No! Dabaa! This is not only the car, but also someone else's car!!"
One side is impulsive: "It doesn't matter, this is the Zerg anyway, the Zerg won't care about this..."
Lu Mo took a deep breath and leaned down.
After a long time, he finally raised his head, his emerald green eyes in the dark car seemed like a beast that devoured people.
"My dear lady, this time... I'll let you go first."
Ling embarrassedly leaned against the car window, unable to hear anything.
The car finally stopped slowly.
The female worm tapped on the shutter discreetly: "Your Excellency Bai Liu, Your Excellency Yi? We are here."
The car door opened, and the black-haired green-eyed male stooped and walked out of the car, turning his head and reaching out to the car.
"You are so delicate, do you need me to help you out?"
A hand with white gloves held Lu Mo.
Lu Mo raised his head, this is a very luxurious hotel, presumably that "Mr. Lu Mo" is here.
The moment he heard the news, Lu Mo's mind flashed, and he thought of something very important.
What kind of image is he here in the eyes of the Zerg? Why can't he always save slag value
Taking people as a mirror, you can understand the gains and losses.
He needs to take a good reference to adjust his future actions.
- After all, it's too uncomfortable for the slag value to be stuck at the last ten o'clock!
"Come with me, my friend."
Minocchi was leading the way, looking very happy.
The interior decoration of the hotel is also very high-end. They walked through the stairs, through the corridor, and came to a heavy door.
Minocchi rang the doorbell respectfully, stepped back and waited in front of the door.
A communication device was installed by the door, and a rough voice came from inside: "Who is it?"
"It's me," Minoqi said, "your loyal friend Minoqi has come to see you with two friends who admire you, Your Excellency Lu Mo."
"That's it, hey, open the door for me!"
After a burst of small footsteps, the door handle twisted slightly, and a timid face appeared behind the door, stammering: "Please, please come in..."
Inside the door, a black-haired male was sitting on a high chair. He was very fat and low, with ten fingers full of gemstone rings, and a pair of small eyes squeezed in, barely able to identify it. cloudy green.
Lu Mo put on his sunglasses with lightning speed.
And "Lu Mo" stood a female with long silver hair, but her hair was very dry, and her eyes were orange rather than red... thin and thin, not one-tenth as good-looking as Ling.
Lu Mo pressed down his glasses, looked at Ling from the top of the glasses, and said silently with his mouth: "You wear them too?"
Ling Momo took the sunglasses and put them on himself.
At this moment, they made up their minds and would never reveal their identities.
- Otherwise, there will always be a very painful feeling.
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