Rimbaud put down the lunch box, opened his fingertips slightly, the Dead Sea Heart Rock was summoned, melted from the sculpture form, and formed a rope, binding Bai Chunian's hands.
"You're a quick learner. Try the soft form."
"I've learned it. Look at me." Bai Chunian snapped his fingers, the rope melted from his wrist, flew towards Lanbo, wrapped flexibly around the mermaid's arms and waist, and finally tied Lanbo's body with rope art stand up.
The black translucent thin ropes strangled the mermaid's capable muscles and snow-white skin, and the flesh of the chest and arms slightly curved from the mesh formed by the ropes.
Bai Chunian shook his ears and said triumphantly, "How about it, be strong."
Rimbaud stared at him.
Bai Chunian: "..."
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Bai Chunian knelt on the keyboard cast in the heart rock of the Dead Sea, and Rimbaud sat on the edge of the fish tank and watched him while eating shrimp.
Bai Chunian: "Wow."
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"It seems that you have mastered the trick, so you don't need to practice anymore today." Rimbaud took back the dead sea core rock under Bai Chunian's knees, and the black spar melted and flew towards Bai Chunian, and buckled it around Alpha's neck to form a collar A chain extended from the collar and wrapped around the wrought-iron railing at the head of the bed in the bedroom, making Bai Chunian trapped on his back on the bed by his neck.
Rimbaud's fish tail lit up with blue light, turned into a blue lightning and disappeared suddenly, and reappeared on Bai Chunian's body in the next second, sitting between his hip bones, with his hands resting on Alpha's chest, his hair hanging on Bai Chunian's chest skin on, scratching him slightly itchy.
"Let me see." Rimbaud lowered his eyes to look at him, arched his back, looked close to his chest, and rubbed his fingertips on the scar on Bai Chunian's chest. Once upon a time at the training base, in order to win the chance to enter the research institute in the scuffle, Lan Bo backhanded and tore open Bai Chunian's chest and abdomen who had protected him all the way, causing him to be seriously injured and infected and disqualified from entering the research institute. That scar has remained until now It hasn't faded yet, it just got shallower over time.
Bai Chunian snorted when his cold fingertips touched the scar.
"Do you still mind this?" Rimbaud asked, "It's not difficult to remove, it will hurt, bear with it, I'll do it."
"No." Bai Chunian's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he grasped Rimbaud's slender waist with both hands, even leaving a few red marks on the skin with his fingertips.
"I'll remember. You're saving me."
Suddenly, Alpha turned over abruptly, like a young and energetic male lion when it seized its prey, pressed Rimbaud under him, and approached his neck shortly.
The tip of his tongue was just about to touch the cold skin of the mermaid. Suddenly, Bai Chunian felt his neck tighten, and the collar was closed, making him have to stop.
It was Lan Bo who stretched out his hand and grabbed the chain from behind, making Bai Chunian raise his head somewhat forcedly.
Bai Chunian looked at Rimbaud with confusion and aggrieved eyes.
"Don't let me kiss again?"
Lan Bo raised the tip of his index finger slightly, and made a fake move around Alpha's lips, making Bai Chunian think that he was going to put his finger in his mouth, so he stuck out a little tip of his tongue, but Lan Bo put his fingers into the collar and his neck The gap between the two, tried the tightness.
Rimbaud asked: "Is it tight? Let me know if it hurts."
Bai Chunian was slightly startled, lowered his head, buried his face in the crook of Lanbo's neck, and said in a low voice as if he didn't want to be heard: "It's a little suffocating, but it will be very exciting."
"Huh?" Rimbaud stroked his hair and pinched the furry ears hidden inside.
"Touch more at ordinary times." Alpha said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to always be looking for you."
"Where do you like to be touched?" Although Rimbaud was in a suppressed position, his posture was still calm, and he gently scratched alpha's abdominal muscles with his fingertips, "Do cats like to be touched on their stomachs?"
Bai Chunian didn't answer, but his ears turned red visibly.
Rambo smiled lightly.
"Why," Bai Chunian still asked sullenly, "I'm extremely obsessed with you, and it's getting worse and worse. A few months ago, I was able to maintain my rationality, but now I can't control it. I can do nothing, just be with me like this." When you stay, the body and mind will tend to you, I want to touch and kiss, I want your smell to cover my whole body, I want you to hold on to this chain all the time, I don’t want you to let go of the chain, and I will feel a touch around me It's empty."
Rimbaud listened quietly, cupped his cheeks with both hands, and looked into his clear and hopeful eyes.
"Are you really a siren siren?" Bai Chunian asked, "Are you confusing me?"
"I can do what a 'demon' can't do. If you want to use human words to describe it, 'god' would be more appropriate." Rimbaud's fish tail was gently coiled between Bai Chunian's ankle and slender toes, hooking The tiny hairs on Alpha's back stood up.
"Obe?" Rimbaud whispered in his ear.
Bai Chunian almost sank into his seductive voice, suddenly shook his head vigorously, and stood up: "Wait, I came back to find you a serious business. It was too early when I left, so I didn't wake you up. You, go to the cafeteria and bring a meal and come back to pick you up."
"Obe is not a serious business?"
"... There is something a little more serious." Bai Chunian left Rimbaud, retreated from the bed, fished out the washed bandages in the fish tank, wrung them dry, and moistened them on Rimbaud's body, rubbing them in circles. The bandage was wrapped around his body close to the skin, and a small knot was tied at the waist and tucked into the inside of the bandage.
Union Police Department.
Satan was escorted back to the headquarters by the Union police officers, treated by the medical association and installed with a suppressor, and sent back to the police station for interrogation. At this time, he was locked up in the police station's detention center. He resisted the interrogation and remained silent forever.
Rimbaud saw Satan sitting inside through the glass of the interrogation room of the detention center, and turned his head impatiently: "The serious thing is to visit an omega who is sowing discord between us?"
"I have to talk to him." Bai Chunian put his arm on Rimbaud's shoulder, "If you don't want to go in, I'll go in. You wait for me outside."
Rimbaud scratched the glue under the glass with his fingertips, and said calmly, "You go."
Under the leadership of the guards, Bai Chunian opened the door and entered. Satan was sitting on a chair in the middle of the room, with his chin resting on his bent knee, one leg hanging down, his bare and pale feet hanging down to the ground, covered in black The hem of the robe is half covered, the toes are decorated with red metal rings, and the horns protrude from the hood of the black robe.
Smelling the scent of the angel in the air, Satan slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were indifferent.
The window of the interrogation room was open, in order to prevent Satan from using his differentiation ability in the enclosed space, but a power grid and guardrails were installed outside the window, so Satan could not escape.
"It's still cold, and the wind is too strong." Bai Chunian walked to the bed, put his hands on the window sill, looked out the window at the quiet white fir leaves, and closed the window.
After the window was closed, after a while, Satan said slowly: "If you want to talk, get closer."
Bai Chunian had no intention of frightening him at all, and sat on the interrogation table in front of Satan.
Satan raised his eyelids, showing a relaxed expression for the first time, "Is the Master God Envoy here to save me?"
"Don't dare." Bai Chunian took out a cigarette case from his pocket, lit it in his mouth, and let out a breath slowly, "You didn't hurt our IOA people and civilians, so naturally we won't execute you, what next? The choice is up to you."
His implication is that Satan understands, the IOA needs him to do something in exchange for freedom, and hopes that he will not be ungrateful.
Satan stared at him meaningfully.
"What are you looking at me for?"
"I have seen the end-time disaster."
"Oh, what a disaster."
"drought."
"There will be a solution when the time comes. Disasters are dead and people are alive. Didn't there be Noah's Ark during the flood before?" Bai Chunian lowered his head, "Speaking of which, if you have something to ask for help, you will not refuse Bar."
Satan looked at the ground calmly: "No. Then promise me a request."
Bai Chunian nodded.
"Come closer." Satan sensed his breath and quietly felt the powerful beating of his heart.
"It's been dark for a long time, and I want to stick with sacred things." Satan said, "I don't deserve to touch Rimbaud. It's good to have you."
But outside the glass of the interrogation room, from Rimbaud's perspective, the postures of the two inside are somewhat ambiguous.
The two people in the interrogation room suddenly heard a loud bang on the glass behind them. Looking back, Rimbaud's right hand penetrated the bulletproof glass, broke off a few pieces, and crawled in from the outside.
Followed by a strong oppressive pheromone, Rimbaud appeared next to Satan in an instant, grabbed the back of Omega's neck, lowered his head slightly, and moved his pupils into vertical lines: "You come here!" Stick to me enough."
The closed room was broken, Satan's future deduction ability was invalidated, and it was no longer possible to predict the direction of events in this room.
Usually, Rimbaud was barely tolerant towards other omegas, but this time Bai Chunian could understand where Rimbaud's anger came from. The submarine laboratory was destroyed due to the failure of Satan to destroy it, and the leakage of infectious agents in the sea area caused by it cannot be said that he is completely innocent. Since Ailian, the mastermind behind the scenes, has not been caught, it is understandable for Rimbaud to take revenge on him.
Satan did not dodge, but stared at Rimbaud with scorching eyes, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and faced Rimbaud with a devout prayer posture.
Rimbaud gradually let go of his hand, and clenched his fist by his side, unable to do anything to Satan.
"Stay away from him." Rimbaud grabbed his jaw and warned him word by word, then turned and left.
Lan Bo walked away out of breath, Bai Chunian was a little puzzled.
Satan saw his confusion, and said blankly: "God can't hurt believers, otherwise it will bite back on himself. I am willing to surrender and be at your mercy, so that he can't kill me."
When Bai Chunian closed the windows, making the interrogation room into a closed space, Satan already understood, and Bai Chunian asked him to use the future deduction to prove that he would not harm him.
"...how do you count as a believer?" Bai Chunian asked.
"Surrender, conversion, awe, attachment, and passionate love."
"Then... it's hurt, what will happen?" Bai Chunian had a bad feeling in his heart, and quickly added, "The intention was not to hurt, but to save people."
"It's okay to suffer ten times the pain at the same time until the believer recovers. After all, he is immortal."
"I'll contact you later." Bai Chunian said hastily, gestured to the police officer, and then ran out in the direction that Rimbaud left.
Rimbaud sat and waited for him on the edge of a person-high flower bed outside the main entrance of the police station. The sky was raining the sun, and the sun and the rain fell on Rimbaud at the same time.
The raindrops above his head were suddenly blocked, and Rimbaud turned his head and lowered his gaze. Bai Chunian was standing at the bottom of the stairs, with his right hand in his pocket, and his left hand raised the umbrella to the highest point. The edge of the umbrella would cover Rimbaud's hair.
Rimbaud lifted the tip of his tail and gave him the flowers.