The Fallen Merman

Chapter 149

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There is a high-end residential area next to the scientific research area opposite the PBB military base. The affairs of the military base are not too busy recently, and Major Xia usually comes back to rest.

The classical duplex design is very spacious, and the decoration also has an antique charm. There is a Soviet-style garden courtyard outside the balcony on the first floor, and the pavilion is surrounded by rockery and flowing water. All the guests who have visited have praised the major for his taste.

A slightly smaller bedroom on the second floor has a different style from other rooms, more like a children's room, with pale yellow crystal square mosaics on the walls, a soft wool carpet under the bed, and a small wooden round table on the Next to him, he was sitting on the carpet at the right height, and the completed jigsaw puzzles were neatly placed on the table.

A thin omega was sitting on the carpet, holding a whiteboard marker in his hand, filling in numbers stroke by stroke on the crystal squares on the wall.

Xia Jingtian knocked on the door: "Xiao Chong? Can I come in?"

The Elephant Stalker immediately turned his head to the door, and stammered a little: "Yes, yes." After realizing that he was stammering, the Elephant Stalker lowered his head, and the tail of the chameleon under the pajamas curled up and turned pink .

Xia Jingtian walked in and sat down on the carpet: "I just finished my work and came here to rest. The children's room is bright, and a bright room makes people feel good."

He wasn't wearing a military uniform today, and the casual clothes on him made him look years younger.

The Wuxiang Stalker pursed his lips and nodded.

He knew that this was a room specially refitted by the major for him, and he liked it very much, but he worried that it would be too much trouble for the major.

"Well, are you doing Sudoku?" Xia Jingtian looked at the number squares filled on the wall, and each number was written as beautifully as a print.

"You are really smart." Xia Jingtian praised sincerely.

The Wuxiang stalker lowered his head and rolled his fingers at the hem of his pajamas: "The researchers also said the same. They said that I can make counterfeit banknotes, fake cultural relics and fake collections."

Xia Jingtian rubbed his head to comfort him: "If I grew up here, I would be a mathematician by now."

The Elephant Stalker raised his head carefully: "I don't want to be a mathematician."

"Then what do you want to be?"

"I want to be a pianist. The music is very pleasant. When I hear the performance, I can see the color of the piece. The Croatian Rhapsody is orange, and Adilina by the water is pink." Only copy, not create."

Xia Jingtian smiled: "The piano, I can teach you how to play it."

Wuxiang Stalker's eyes lit up.

"However, I didn't learn it since I was a child, nor did I come from a major. I'm a bit short on technique... But it's okay to teach you the basics. After you learn some basics, I'll find a teacher to teach you music theory."

"Thank you...you are amazing, you can do anything."

"Hey, no, I also started learning more than ten years ago when I was bored."

"Did you learn it for 'him'?" Wuxiang stalker looked up at Xia Jingtian with his big eyes open.

"...well, but learning can cultivate one's sentiments and calm one's mind. It's not a loss." Xia Jingtian rubbed his hair vigorously, "Children should only ask grown-ups."

Wuxiang Stalker's soft hair was messed up, but he was not annoyed, and said softly and earnestly: "Music full of emotions has nothing to do with skills and no distinction between superior and inferior. Please teach me."

Xia Jingtian looked at his big clear eyes and smiled.

The phone rang, Xia Jingtian picked it up and glanced at the incoming call message, and answered the phone without shy away from the stalker.

Bai Chunian said over there: "Well, major, my affairs here are more troublesome, I'm really sorry, I'm still absent from time to time for the rare exchange training."

Xia Jingtian: "It doesn't matter. I know that the IOA has complicated affairs and you have worked very hard. It doesn't matter here. Today, I received an order from above and detected a suspicious submarine leaking waste. Doctor Han has already brought people to investigate the situation."

Bai Chunian chuckled: "It would be even better if you could lend me a few more people... and this Wuxiang Qian... er, Xia Xiaochong, I need his help."

"It's even more important. Then you can talk to him." Xia Jingtian handed the mobile phone to Wuxiang Stalker.

"Oh good."

Wuxiang Stalker answered the phone, gently picking the buttons of his pajamas with his fingertips, and after hearing what Bai Chunian said, he quietly raised his eyelids to look at Xia Jingtian: "Can I go?"

Xia Jingtian straightened his neckline by tilting him to one shoulder: "Yes. But be obedient and don't let me down."

"I'll keep the suppressor on."

"No need to wear it, I trust you."

Regarding the discovery of suspicious submarines dumping waste in the Pacific Ocean, it was first discovered by fishermen who went fishing, because many of the fish they salvaged recently were deformed fish, and even the freshly salvaged fish did not look fresh. , The fishermen complained to the local government, hoping to solve it as soon as possible, so they asked the army to come forward to solve it as soon as possible.

The risk factor of this operation is relatively low, and it is a good opportunity to bring new team members to practice combat. Dr. Han took several IOA trainees and several PBB team members to the coast for field investigation.

Before coming, Han Xingqian and several experts from the Leiting Rescue Team speculated that it might be related to radiation, so to be on the safe side, they asked the students to wear protective clothing, and used detectors to check the air and water quality while walking on the rocky beach along the coast.

The water here is slightly more acidic than normal.

Han Xingqian walked in front with an instrument, and Xiao Xun followed closely with a notebook to take notes.

The divers sent by PBB floated up and gave Han Xingqian the samples of the debris found from the underwater malfunctioning submarine.

Han Xingqian held up the transparent ziplock bag to observe. Based on his rich experience, he judged that it was some bone residue left after incineration.

Tan Yang leaned over: "What is it?"

Xiao Xun replied softly: "Abbreviated as ashes."

Tan Yang: "Oh..."

Han Xingqian squeezed a little out of the sample and called Tan Qing over: "Take a look for me."

The M2 ability of the alpha boy with hydrogen glands in the hydrogen-oxygen twins is "reduction", which can restore some residues and ashes to their original appearance, but the scope of action is limited, and can only restore inorganic substances below one cubic meter and one cubic meter. organic matter below m.

The ashes of the bone in Han Xingqian's hand were reduced to a piece of meat with a size of one cubic decimeter. Han Xingqian could tell by looking at the section that it was part of a human leg, and a layer of blisters had formed on the skin.

"Ah, did you get burned?" Tan Yang widened his eyes and guessed, "It was caused during incineration."

At this moment, Xiao Xun, who was originally silent, suddenly said, "It's frostbite."

"That's right." Han Xingqian nodded, "Liquid nitrogen frostbite. This person was incinerated after being frostbitten by liquid nitrogen, and then loaded into the submarine and dumped out."

"Hmm." Tan Yang was a little ashamed, "Xiao Xiao is amazing, you all know that."

Xiao Xun didn't show any expression: "I talked about it in the biochemistry class on Aphid Island, and put the diagram on the PPT."

"Ah, yes." Tan Yang suddenly realized, "By the way, you listened so carefully every time in biochemistry class, we all dozed off, only you stared at instructor Han until the end of get out of class, so the biochemistry class was so good. "

Xiao Xun was at a loss for words for a while, and wanted to cover Tan Yang's broken mouth, but it was too late to do it.

Han Xingqian leaned over slightly and asked him, "Is that so?"

Xiao Xun: "...uh... because I think the knowledge of biochemistry can be useful..."

Han Xingqian raised his eyebrows and said, "Good boy."

Xiao Xun pursed his lips, looked at Dr. Han who turned around and continued to investigate and test, his tail was raised and swished violently, which made Tan Yang's hand hurt standing behind him.

Han Xingqian put the residue samples, meat pieces and some water quality samples into the isolation box together. After taking the trainees back, he plunged into the laboratory with the experts of the rescue team and did not come out until night.

Xiao Xun waited for him outside the laboratory, holding a packed dinner from the cafeteria and a thermos cup filled with warm water in his hand. When he saw Dr. Han come out, he called him.

"Wait for me first." Han Xingqian pressed his shoulder in a hurry, licked his dry lips, picked up the computer and found a place to squat down, frowning slightly, and urgently talked to Bai Chunian. connection.

Bai Chunian answered the video call, and his face suddenly appeared on the screen. There were many people on his side, and many police officers were busy behind him. The collapsed wreckage of the bombed Shaojin Mansion stood not far away.

"Hey Brother Han? I'm with Rimbaud. Let's see what's going on here in the mansion. It's too chaotic, and there are many reporters crowded here." The background sound was too noisy, Bai Chunian put on his earphones, "You I'll find a quiet place for you to talk about later."

Han Xingqian looked at him very seriously: "Let me make a long story short, we have detected and extracted a dangerous substance from the samples of the submarine submarine, a blue drug with strong volatility, containing hydrogen cyanide and some substances that can cause serious infection in individuals. The mutated virus is preliminarily judged to be a drug made for the experimental body. There are many incinerated corpses of the experimental body. The common point is that they were all frostbitten by liquid nitrogen before they were alive. The situation is still unclear, and the results may not be available until tomorrow. You careful… "

Han Xingqian's voice stopped abruptly.

He saw with his own eyes that Bai Chunian, who was beaming with delight, froze in the camera. A layer of white mist and frost spread rapidly from the top of his head. His hair and eyelashes were covered with a layer of frost. The frost engulfed him completely. Within seconds, Bai Chunian froze into a stiff snow sculpture in front of Han Xingqian's eyes.

The next moment the call screen went black.

Han Xingqian was stunned and immediately contacted Rimbaud.

Lan Bo was also near the Shaojin Mansion. He and Bai Chunian came together, and after they had agreed to finish their business, they went to eat supper together, but Bai Chunian disappeared after answering the phone.

Suddenly, there was a strong throbbing in his heart, a soul-connected tremor that made Rimbaud extremely uneasy. He pressed the communicator on his ear to call Bai Chunian, but he never got a response.

"Randi..." Rimbaud frowned, and climbed down the bombed-out beams of the Shaojin mansion, smelling the smell and looking for Bai Chunian.

The mobile phone stuffed in the bandage rang, and Rimbaud took it out to answer it, then put the mobile phone in his mouth, followed the clues and followed the high-voltage wires to the remote path.

Han Xingqian's anxious voice came from the mobile phone: "Ranbo don't go there, it's dangerous."

"Xiaobai is gone." Rimbaud suddenly noticed a strange cylindrical thing with a diameter of half a meter directly below him, which was installed on the wall covered by the branches.

Soon, as if sensing Rimbaud's presence, the cylinder turned around silently, aiming at Rimbaud.

"What kind of weapon...it's useless." Rimbaud parted his lips, his ferocious fangs grew, and stared at it angrily. There is no human weapon that can cause substantial damage to him, and Rimbaud is not afraid of it at all.

"Get out of there!" Han Xingqian roared.

But it was too late, the gun barrel fired a silent grenade rapidly, and the grenade scattered around Rimbaud. The frost quickly froze him on the high-voltage wire, and the surrounding electricity suddenly stopped, and it was pitch black.