After returning from the police station, Bai Chunian locked himself in the secret room arsenal in the bedroom of the apartment for three whole days.
In addition to the weapons with firearms and ammunition hanging on three sides in the arsenal, there is also a flat folding table. After the folding table is opened, it can be spliced into a long table with three square working areas. On the far right are some precision measuring tools. In the middle is the copy table, and on the far left is the place where computers and sundries are placed.
Bai Chunian was lying on the desktop, which was covered with a densely lined architectural drawing, and a CAD drawing was opened on the computer on the left.
Rimbaud was lying on his back on the bed, his head was hanging on the edge of the bed, his hair fell to the ground, and he was holding a book in his hand that he had bought at a bookstore on the way back from the police station.
The novel is a complete set, with a total of seven volumes. The first volume is called "Water Color Tomb", and the second volume is "Flame Square Coffin". The author signed Domino.
"How can this kind of book sell well? I can write it too." Rimbaud closed the hardcover book in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Don't eat it, don't wrinkle it, it will be useful later." Bai Chunian raised his head from the piles of drawings to stop him.
Rimbaud took the book out of his mouth and wiped it: "It's just the life written in the research institute. Do human beings like to watch us suffer so much?"
"You don't know how to read, can you understand?"
"I also learned a little bit."
"He wrote about the seven ways of death of the experimental subjects in the research institute." Bai Chunian explained while calculating the distance on the paper, ""Water Color Grave" is about the cultivation cabin filled with culture fluid, "Flame Square Coffin" "Wrote about an incinerator. Domino's ability to read material memories through tentacles. He selected seven different experimental subjects from birth to death and wrote seven novels. The struggle before death was written very vividly. Especially the one about the incinerator makes people feel claustrophobic."
Rimbaud looked at the cover of the hardcover book, a spider web was drawn on the cover, and a piece of eaten skeleton was connected to the center of the spider web.
"You also stayed in the research institute for three years, what do you think?" Bai Chunian lowered his eyelids, as if his gaze had been on the drawing, but in fact his hand didn't move, he just held the pen tightly, the tendons on the back of his hand tensed raised.
"It doesn't matter." Rimbaud threw the book on the bed, turned over and lay down beside the bed, propped his head on his hands and asked, "You haven't slept too much in the past three days. Go to bed after you come to obe."
"There are still serious things to do." Bai Chunian said, "I have to go to the medical association later. Brother Han said that Domino's injury has stabilized and he can visit him."
"Okay, anyway, anything is more serious than obe with me. I'm going to kill them all." Rimbaud rolled back and forth on the bed, "There are so many omegas, after seeing this and that, I can't kill one in a day over."
"..." Bai Chunian finally stood up from behind the drawing, raised his long legs and stepped onto the bed, pressed Lan Bo under him, pressed against his neck and sucked hard.
Rimbaud was tickled by him, leaning on Alpha's arched back: "What are you doing?"
"Recharge." Bai Chunian took a deep breath, filling his lungs with the smell of white thorn rose pheromone, and said lazily, "What exactly is your pheromone?"
"The mermaid language is tumi, translated into Chinese it may be white thorn rose, tumi or something like that."
"It's actually catnip."
Lan Bo put his hands on Bai Chunian's hair and rubbed it: "If it was that, would you boqi with my bath water?"
Rimbaud has never lost in the operation of flipping one hand. Bai Chunian rubbed against his arms and said helplessly: "Maybe, I will definitely hold you and inhale a hundred times a day. Your smell is very weak, But I always miss it for a while when I can’t smell it. I asked the eldest sister in the flower shop downstairs, and she said that the white thorn rose is not easy to sell, and she will buy it for me only if I order a large amount.”
"No that. Smell me."
"Let's go." Bai Chunian pulled him to sit up, "Go to the Medical Association."
The Union Medical Association occupies the largest area in the Union Building, and the wards are far away from the scientific research area of the Medical Association. Domino was only transferred to the general ward today.
When Bai Chunian opened the door and entered, the people inside were smashing things. A notepad was thrown from a distance, almost hitting Rimbaud, but Bai Chunian stopped it with his hand and just caught it in his hand.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Domino lying on the hospital bed in a curled up posture with his back arched. The flame-colored morpho butterfly wings on his back were already damaged. It could be seen that some of the skeletons supporting the wings had been finely repaired, but The fiery red insect wings covered with scales are too broken to form a complete shape.
There were a lot of notepads and pens lying on the ground, and the computer was casually placed on the table, and the ground was full of waste paper that had been written but crumpled up.
Domino's face was full of tears, he raised his eyes full of hatred, and stared at Bai Chunian who broke into the door.
"The glands are seriously damaged." Bai Chunian looked at Domino's wings from a distance. The external features are all formed by the excessive proliferation of gland cells. When the external features are damaged, it means that the glands are damaged. Obviously, Domino His wings have been damaged beyond repair.
"My memory has become very fragmented." Domino said hoarsely, and then began to organize the language of the next sentence. After a long time, he said incoherently, "I can no longer write, I am injured, and my brain... It is difficult to use language anymore … soon I will be speechless.”
"Kill me." Domino yelled heart-piercingly, then bent down in pain, tightly clutching the white sheet on the hospital bed, "I don't want, forget how to write, how to speak... I've had enough, Dong Hiding in Tibet, and finally ended up like this...the research institute..."
When the Shaojin mansion was attacked by a large number of experimental subjects, Domino was seriously injured. According to the reptiles, he was seriously injured by an experimental subject number 200 "Eternal Undead", which is the strongest experimental subject produced by the research institute so far.
Since the emergence of three full-mimetic envoy-type experimental subjects, the research institute no longer pursues full-mimicry, but hopes that the degree of mimicry of the experimental subjects should be as low as possible.
Because the higher the degree of mimicry does not mean the higher the level, but the higher the degree of evolution, the higher the degree of evolution, the greater the self-awareness of the subject will be greatly strengthened, the tendency to escape from prison will be strengthened, disobedience to discipline, and yearning for freedom are all A common defect of experimental subjects with a high degree of mimicry.
The watch on his wrist suddenly rang, indicating that Bai Chunian had received the message. Bai Chunian glanced at it, and found that it was from Duan Yang, telling him to go upstairs to the technical department immediately to find him.
"Lan Bo, stay with him for a while, I'll go upstairs." Before Lan Bo could answer, Bai Chunian opened the door and ran away.
Only Rimbaud and Domino, sobbing softly, were left in the ward.
"Noisy." Rimbaud was a little annoyed. He sat on the hospital bed, casually picked up Domino's scattered wings with the tip of his tail, and looked at them. There were some blue flashing patterns on the wings. Rimbaud suddenly remembered that Domino lost control and ran away in Port M. Rimbaud once helped him stabilize his spirit, and in order to reward him, Rimbaud once gave him some gifts.
"Oh, it's you." Rimbaud grabbed Domino by the root of his wing, pulled him in front of him, pressed the glands on the back of his neck, calmed and recovered him.
Bai Chunian took the elevator to the technical department, Duan Yang was waiting at the door of his office against the wall, his expression was a little nervous, when he saw Bai Chunian coming out of the corridor, he immediately went up to him, grabbed Bai Chunian's arm and put him Drag it to your office.
"I checked the address of the breeding base you gave me. It's really hard to get it. Maybe I really have to ask that little reptile..." Duan Yang said in a low voice, "I haven't fully figured it out yet, and now I only got one copy." Video."
He took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and handed it to Bai Chunian: "You should read it, but you should also think carefully about it, do you really want to read it?"
Duan Yang's tone is rarely so cautious and nervous, Bai Chunian took the USB flash drive lightly: "Give it to me."
After he took the things, he went straight to the imaging room alone.
This is a section left by the cultivation base, about Rimbaud's surgical operation video record after he injected the mimic drug.
In the dark and closed projection room, Bai Chunian sat alone behind the table, silently facing the huge screen.
The video was restored by Duan Yang, and it was exceptionally clear. Bai Chunian's eyes were completely focused on the bloody operating table. The massive bleeding and several sutures were clearly shown in the video. Rimbaud's painful scream seemed to penetrate the operating room , reverberated sternly in Bai Chunian's mind.
The video is edited from many surgical records at different times. In the video, Rimbaud gradually lost the strength to resist from the beginning of struggling, roaring and biting, and was calmly fixed on the operating table, gazing coldly at Knife wandering around the body.
The videos are arranged by date. Rimbaud's fish tail gradually deformed and separated into two slender human legs, but this caused abnormally severe bleeding. Researchers in protective clothing picked up a fist-sized, The pure white pearls were hurriedly put into the tray for inspection.
Rimbaud stretched out his hand to the researcher who took the pearl with great difficulty. It was his rare, pleading and persuasive demeanor that he rarely showed.
But nothing has changed.
At that time, Rimbaud was still in the cultivation period after being transformed, he could hardly speak, he could not express his pain in words, and he did not have the strength to resist the researchers now, so he could only endure all this powerlessly.
The edited video lasted about an hour, until the end of the screening, Bai Chunian stared blankly at the already blank screen, motionless.
Time seemed to have stopped in this small dark screening room, Bai Chunian stared at the white screen at the end of the screening until the sun went down outside and the lights in the corridor came on.
After a long time, Bai Chunian laughed.
"very good."