The Fallen Merman

Chapter 124

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Bai Chunian couldn't help reaching out to grab the two red-skinned notebooks, but his fingertips hit the glass suddenly, making a muffled sound.

"Take a closer look..." Bai Chunian stretched his neck, with the tip of his nose pressed against the glass, looking a little funny on Rimbaud's side.

Rimbaud held up two notebooks and swung them from left to right and from right to left in front of the glass. Bai Chunian followed behind the glass and stared from left to right and from right to left.

"Don't move, open it and have a look." Bai Chunian sat in the back anxiously, even though Du Mo was watching him, he couldn't stand up.

Rimbaud opened the first page for him, and there was a red "囍" under the stamped photo. Although they had never taken this kind of formal group photo, the technical department must have a way.

Rimbaud showed him the second page, on which the names of the two men were listed.

"It's so beautiful." Bai Chunian touched the pages in the notebook through the glass.

Rimbaud felt a little distressed seeing him like this, and he put his webbed hands on the glass and asked, "A few days ago I heard you thinking about me, ziwei must have worked hard, I heard your breathing, I was there that night Do it with you, can you feel it. I can break this glass with one punch, do you want to follow me?"

"Stop talking." Bai Chunian inserted his handcuffed hands into his hair, trying to hold down something that came out.

He didn't shy away from it, and all the prison guards guarding what he said could hear him. The armed police at the door drew their guns, and Du Mo also kept a close eye on them vigilantly.

He saw a white tail protruding from the waist of Bai Chunian's trousers, dangling behind his buttocks and wagging. lion.

Du Mo rolled his eyes, and cursed secretly in his heart.

Bai Chunian focused on chatting with Rimbaud, and put one hand to the back of his trousers silently, stuffing back into his trousers the characteristics of his body that had accidentally appeared because he was too excited, pretending nothing happened on his face. With that, Rimbaud couldn't be seen from the opposite side, so there was no shame.

These two obviously didn't regard Du Mo as a human being.

Du Mo lowered his head and boredly poked at the wall to act as a light bulb for them, and secretly sent a message in the four-person discussion group on the electronic screen of the intercom with his hand under the countertop: "I'm convinced, if I'm guilty, the warden You can sanction me, instead of asking me to serve this alpha who is behind the glass, wagging his tail and drooping his ears, listening to them say shielding words here."

Mo Chan: "The one with the surname Bai? How long will he stay? Is the IOA not coming to bail him out?"

Bellbird: "Eris in my prison area is also very difficult to deal with. I would trip over his cell when passing by. Because of him, my husband bought a car and didn't get the number. I was so mad."

Sea Spider: "Someone came to visit Eris today."

After being bored for half an hour, Bai Chunian reluctantly watched Rimbaud leave.

Du Mo stepped on the round stool beside him, lengthened and shortened the retractable pointer in his hand boredly, and snorted coldly: "He didn't release you on bail, I thought you were going to leave."

There is a bail system for experimental subjects in international prisons. It is only for experimental subjects. Qualified organizations can show the purchase invoices and certificates of possession of experimental subjects, and pay a huge amount of bail, because experimental subjects are recognized as "weapons" Not a free person, as long as it is held by a legal organization, it can not be supervised by the prison. After that, if the experimental subject causes losses to the society again, the holding organization will accept the punishment.

"I have immediate family members." Bai Chunian didn't have time to pay attention to him, humming a song and leaving the visiting room.

Du Mo had no choice but to follow, as long as he was in prison for a day, he could not relax his vigilance, he was always a ticking time bomb.

When I left the visiting room, I happened to meet Eris head-on. Several prison guards escorted him, but he still couldn't control the excited Eris. When he saw Bai Chunian, Eris shouted happily: "Brother, I There are also visits! He wants to bail me out, I am so happy, I'm sorry big brother, I didn't mean to leave you, but he is the person I like more."

"Oh, congratulations." Bai Chunian gave him a thumbs up, "I got married too, just now."

"Wow!" Eris pointed at him exaggeratedly with both hands, "You're so cool."

The two of them clapped their hands in the air, which made Du Mo's tooth ache.

Dumena poked him behind with the pointer: "Don't dawdle, let's go."

On the way, Bai Chunian asked casually, "Who will release Eris on bail?"

Du Mo shook his head: "He is not under my control."

Back in the cell, Bai Chunian wandered around the room for quite a while, before he digested a little bit of today's happy events, so that he wouldn't be unable to resist rushing up to post a wedding invitation when he saw someone.

After Rimbaud left the international prison, a ferry was responsible for picking him up, but after he got on the boat, he jumped into the sea from the window and swam away.

Lu Yan's helicopter was waiting for him three kilometers outside the island.

The helicopter hovered over the sea, overlooking the blue sea, a mermaid with bright blue light loomed from the water surface, and blue light jellyfish floating around him followed.

Rimbaud jumped out of the water, Xiao Xun, who was hanging on the winding ladder in advance, reached out to him, and after holding each other's wrists, the helicopter took him away from the island.

On the helicopter, Bi Lanxing took a dry towel and put it on Rimbaud's dripping hair. Han Xingqian asked, "How is it?"

"He typed a string of Morse codes for me." Rimbaud carefully checked whether the file bag wrapped in the waterproof membrane was wet, and read out the letters written down one by one, and Han Xingqian wrote them down in the notepad in order.

It's a long phrase, "one-way see-through film".

Lu Yan: "One-way see-through film? The kind that sticks to the car glass."

Bi Lanxing: "It should be specially made, and one side needs to be completely opaque."

Han Xingqian tapped the paper: "It can be done."

Rimbaud spread out the prison floor plan that Bai Chunian had drawn before he left, and pointed to a flower bed marked with the number "2": "The handover will be here in three days, and I will escort him with the vines that hold the stars."

There are a total of more than a dozen numbers marked on the hand-drawn map, all of which were analyzed by Bai Chunian before he left. There may be opportunities to pass on the location of the items. Some places were found to be unfeasible after field investigation, so only of several available locations.

a week later.

Bai Chunian stood at the window of the cafeteria cooking, and the one serving him was still not the pastry chef. He bent down and looked into the window: "The bees haven't come back yet?"

The prisoner who was cooking inside said impatiently: "He was transferred to the intensive care unit to cook for the sick, and he won't be able to come back for a while."

Back on the table, looking at the more unpalatable Qingshui cabbage than usual, Bai Chunian felt a little disgusted. In the cafeteria of the prison area, there was even a commotion because the food was worse than usual for a whole week. The prisoners patted the table to protest and asked the bee omega to come back to cook.

Hearing the commotion in the cafeteria, Du Mo kicked open the door, raised the pointer and whipped the door a few times, the loud sound of the whip stopped the commotion, and he cursed: "I see who is making trouble!"

There was a sudden silence in the cafeteria, and the prisoners restored order.

Du Mo walked to the pool, leaned against the wall and stared at the people eating. Now the prisoners are honest, and no one dares to take pleasure in front of him. The whip in his hand really hurts.

Bai Chunian took the dinner plate to the sink to wash, and the thin stream of water washed over his knuckle-shaped hands.

Du Mo's eyes fell on Bai Chunian, he was used to staring at Bai Chunian at any time, as long as Bai Chunian appeared in his line of sight, he would never let go of any opportunity to catch his little tricks.

Bai Chunian knew that he was looking at him, so he said without raising his head: "Since you want to know about the sow firewall, I just happen to know some. In exchange, I want to hear about the content of your previous interrogation of witch hazel. What would you like to exchange?" , I will tell you what I know at the next interrogation."

Du Mo has long understood that he is here to negotiate, no one's interrogation methods are enough in front of the former IOA special agent search section chief, and no one can pry anything out of his mouth to treat this kind of guy , confession is more rewarding than concealment.

"The witch hazel resists interrogation. Every time he goes to the interrogation room, he just sits silently." Du Mo spread his hands, "No one can make him speak."

"Oh, it looks like he said something else." Bai Chunian looked into his eyes easily, "For example, something like 'I only talk to the president of the IOA', there should be something like that."

This aroused Du Mo's vigilance: "Tell me, why did you come in? If it was just an undercover agent, why didn't the IOA send an undisclosed agent to hide your identity?"

Bai Chunian bent his eyes: "Guess."

"You are just here to attract attention, the real purpose of IOA is outside!"

"Oh... Of course not, your tone is like that of a detective film exposing a prisoner."

While washing the dishes, Bai Chunian said, "You shouldn't have spent so much energy guarding me. In fact, I'm the last one who needs guarding."

Du Mo sneered: "Smart words. Then tell me, who needs guards more?"

"Hitchworms, of course."

Du Mo lowered his arm: "Why?"

Bai Chunian unhurriedly wiped the dinner plate with a dishcloth, and said leisurely, "Tell me, what am I here for?"

Du Mo: "Undercover, spying? In short, I'm doing things for the IOA. I just don't have any evidence for the time being. If you are arrested for disrupting social order, the IOA still has a chance to release you on bail. But if you are illegally investigated in prison and I Once you find the evidence, you can never go again."

Bai Chunian smiled: "This is what you said, not me, so I can't make a confession. Since you think I can get in this way, of course the red-throated bird can, even more professional than me, and has been lurking longer , because they came to the prison specifically to silence them.”

Du Mo's face turned cold: "What do you mean?"

"The confession of the witch hazel is valuable to you, as well as to us. If he dies, his secret will be rotted in his stomach forever, and none of us will get it." Bai Chuyou sighed, "Jin Is nematode still in the medical intensive care unit? I know that at your age, being able to do this position shows that you are very capable, so out of some experience or intuition, you have the consciousness to protect him, so you didn't let him go back to the prison District, it’s good, but your consciousness is not clear enough, and you haven’t thought about the logic inside.”

Du Mo pursed his lips and looked at him. After washing the dishes, Bai Chunian wiped his hands with a rag: "I don't understand? Secret agents are born with an intuition for danger, that's why you have always been a prison guard, little Que'er."

"If the killer of the red-throated bird can kill him once, he can kill him a second time. How about it? Do you need to hire me as a bodyguard? Arrange me next to the witch hazel. I guarantee that he will not be in any danger."

Du Mo was also aware of the seriousness of the problem. After rejecting Bai Chunian, he walked out of the cafeteria and said to the intercom: "Surprise inspection of all prison cells for serious criminals to see if there are any prohibited items. A former member of the Red-Throated Bird, proceed immediately."

The prison guards in the severe punishment prison area received the news and immediately organized a surprise inspection.

Bai Chunian piled up the clean dinner plates in an orderly manner, went back to take a lunch break, and then went to work with the guard.

The severe punishment prison area was turned upside down by Du Mo. All the suspected contraband was searched out by him and piled up in the square. The prison guards checked one by one. They hadn't checked everything, so they had to work overtime overnight. At the same time, more than half of the armed police and snipers were dispatched to the severe punishment prison area and outside the special surveillance building.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, other inmates in the cell were snoring everywhere, and Bai Chunian sat on his bed and played with his fingers to pass the time.

Hearing the fingerprint lock of the cell door slam, Bai Chunian rolled over and fell to the ground, as light and silent as a cat.

He opened the door a small gap, squeezed out, climbed up the window sill against the base of the wall, and climbed up to the roof along the fan duct in the ceiling.

The roof of the prison building is about 16 floors above the ground. There are no external air-conditioning units or anti-theft nets outside the building. There are only window sills of each cell. an edge.

If you walk up the stairs, you will be caught by the surveillance and alarm the duty personnel in the surveillance room. The only feasible way is here.

Bai Chunian stood on the edge of the roof with his pockets in his pocket, looking down at the concrete floor which was nearly 100 meters away from him, and jumped lightly when the searchlight was about to sweep over.

In order to prevent prison escape, the distance between the two prison buildings is very far, and there are no trees or walls to cover them. Even if Bai Chunian wears the suppressor and still retains the inherent ability to jump and climb, he cannot do it without an intermediate point of relief. , jumped directly from a height of 100 meters and was still unscathed.

Bai Chunian landed on the narrow ledge of the third-to-last floor for the first jump, and then did not jump again, but let his body slide down naturally, and hooked his hands on the window ledge.

This kind of operation is a great test of arm strength and endurance. Without the support of glandular energy, all movements can only be completed by usual training skills and strong enough physical fitness support.

Bai Chunian fell like this little by little, and he had to shuttle horizontally among the dense searchlights, and it took him ten minutes to step on the ground.

In a dark corner, an omega wearing a prison guard uniform suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm.

The uniform didn't seem to fit him well, the drooping brim of the hat blocked his face, Bai Chunian leaned down to look at his face under the hat, the Wuxiang Stalker stared at him, his big eyes flickering.

"It's used up, you can dispose of it." Wuxiang Stalker stuffed the waste tape in his pocket into Bai Chunian's hand.

Four days ago, Bai Chunian received a roll of special one-way film from Bi Lanxing with a vine in the flower bed as scheduled. This kind of one-way film is much more expensive than ordinary car glass film, and it looks pure from the outside. Black tape, and even if it is wrapped ten layers, the external situation can be clearly seen from the inside.

After Bai Chunian got the one-way film, he carried it into the garment factory while working, and hung it on the bobbin needle inside the old sewing machine body. The Elephant Stalker got the roll of one-way film during his shift at a garment factory, and replaced the static tape on his eyes with the one-way film.

The innate ability of the Elephant Stalker is imitation. As long as he can see the fingers and eyes of the prison guard, he can identify his own fingerprints and irises. He copied the fingerprints and irises of his prison guard and opened the fingerprint lock from the middle of the gate. , Leaving his cell and using the fingerprints and irises of the prison guard from A to help Bai Chunian unlock it.

The inherent ability cannot be disabled by the suppressor. Although Du Mo is not very clear about the specific inherent ability of the Wuxiang stalker, but just in case, he still blindfolded the Wuxiang stalker based on his intuition, but he did not expect someone to give it to him. He provides special equipment, one hundred secrets one sparse.

The Wuxiang stalker lowered the brim of his hat again, walked in front to lead Bai Chunian, opened each gate with his fingerprints, and then gently closed it.

Bai Chunian followed behind him, watching the little man walking in front of him with small steps.

"Thank you for taking the risk for me." Bai Chunian said.

The Elephant Stalker shook his head: "As you said, you will tell me the major's recent situation. Is he okay, and has he been injured again."

"I saw him when I was on a mission in Port M. He is fine, and the old injury seems to have almost healed."

Elephant Stalker: "Has he met the president of the IOA?"

Bai Chunian: "Well, it's just a brief recap. He's still single now, and I heard from his brother that he doesn't want to find a partner. Do you like him? Do you want me to convey this for you? I think I should be able to speak .”

"No... no need." The Wuxiang Stalker swallowed hard, and swallowed his choked voice, "If he is injured, and the guy who hurt him is in this prison, you can tell me, I will kill him for him, except I can't do anything else."

"Experimental subjects have bail regulations, do you know?"

"I know. But I'm a test subject destroyed by the research institute. I don't have a ticket or certificate. The major comforted me and said that as long as I work hard, I can go out. I know he is coaxing me. He doesn't want me to live in despair for the rest of my life." But I know that I will be imprisoned here forever, and I will not be able to go out again until I die." When the Wuxiang Stalker said this, his eyes were full of helplessness, "If you can go out, if there is a test subject who wants to hurt him, you can do it for him. If I protect him once, it's my reward."

"good."

Bai Chunian couldn't express the unnecessary comfort. Compared with those similar people who bowed their heads to the reality, he was already happy enough.

The Elephant Stalker led him until he entered the guardianship building where the witch hazel was, and used his imitated fingerprint iris to open all the passages along the way.

After opening the door of the ward for the witch hazel, the Wuxiang stalker lowered the brim of his hat, bid farewell to Bai Chunian, and hurried back to his prison area.

The lights in the monitoring corridor are all on, and the lamps in the ward are also on.

The witch hazel was lying on his side facing the wall. He couldn't sleep, and he scratched the wall with his nails in a daze.

The doctor said that he had a stereotyped movement disorder. No matter what he was given, after a long time he would unconsciously write the word "brother" on it with all the tools he could find.

With a hand resting lightly on his shoulder, the witch hazel was not frightened, or even felt, and was still staring at the densely packed wall in a daze.

"Hide with me, someone may assassinate you tonight." Bai Chunian pulled him up from the hospital bed.

According to experience, Dumo's large-scale surprise inspection should be effective. If prohibited items can be detected, the assassination of the red-throated bird can be temporarily prevented. The desperadoes will strike ahead.

He pulled the witch hazel up to sit up, her hair disheveled. His eyes are half-opened, covered with a spider-mimetic metallic luster, his appearance is very delicate and soft, with the corners of his mouth curled up. Although the information shows that Shao Wenchi is now twenty-three years old, it is obvious that he has stayed at the age of seventeen. In terms of appearance, after being transformed by the experimental body, the appearance will no longer change.

The arteries in his leg had been stitched up long ago, but it was still not convenient for him to walk. Seeing the decadent appearance of the witch hazel, Bai Chunian looked at the time, picked up the witch hazel, and dragged it with him. Hugely changed a narrow cleaning tool room near the corner.

The witch hazel resisted it at first, but was soothed by the faint alpha smell on Bai Chunian's body, and leaned helplessly on his shoulder, calling him in a hoarse voice: "Brother..."

Bai Chunian locked the door of the tool room behind his back, and the small lamp above his head shone on them. The two of them seemed crowded among the pile of buckets and mops.

"I know your brother. Shao Wenjing, who was wrapped in a mummy by you, is now lying in the IOA Medical Association. Although he has no heartbeat or breathing, he is not decomposed..." Bai Chunian held his face and patted him gently to wake him up. "Listen to me, tell me what you've been through, and I can save you."

The witch hazel turned her head to one side and said stubbornly, "I only talk to the president of the IOA."

"..." The witch hazels really don't eat oil and salt, and I don't know how much damage they suffered to become like this. Bai Chunian can understand that even those who have been trained by experimental subjects since birth can't get used to that kind of torture, let alone a human being. juvenile.

"In this way, tell me where your receipt is and who bought you. If you have the receipt, the president can pick you up." Bai Chunian could only guide him to say something from the side.

"Ru Cheng... Ru Ruo Fang Cheng." The witch hazel muttered, "Ru Cheng bought us, and the bill is in the hands of Ru Boss."

"Ru Cheng?" Bai Chunian remembered that the person who handed over the sunflower explosion catalyst in Port M was named Ru Cheng, and his father was the boss of Ru Ruo Fang Cheng Group.

No wonder the witch hazel used spider silk as a cocoon to kill Rucheng before leaving. It turned out that there was still this layer of hatred in it.

"Okay, you're very good, you'll be fine, your brother will be fine too." Bai Chunian knew he couldn't push too hard, it's already good for the witch hazel to open his mouth, he planned to ask slowly, as long as he Withdrew to the prison area before dawn, and the witch hazel should not be in any danger tonight. After tonight, Du Mo should also be vigilant and guard the place strictly.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard a sharp scream coming from the corridor, followed by the sound of an alarm. Bai Chunian was shocked, opened the door of the tool room, and saw through the gap the door of the ward where the witch hazel was just now It opened wide, and a black figure rushed out of the broken window.

The pastry chef who came to change the electric mosquito coils fell to the ground and twitched, with a syringe stuck in his neck, and the pink medicine in it had been injected into more than half of the tube.