After the injection of the dissociating agent, Bai Chunian returned to normal. Except for a little listlessness, he didn't show any special symptoms. The professors from the Medical Association drove over with a car of examination equipment, and Dr. Zhong entered the bedroom. He touched Xiaobai's forehead and comforted him a few words.
The respected professors gathered in the living room on the first floor. Han Xingqian brought them black tea and the printed blood test report, lowered the projection screen, and played the video he recorded with the projector.
"After he became a lion, he didn't show any tendency to hurt people. Instead, he became violent after recovering his humanoid mimicry. I'm sure that lionization can help him consume excess energy."
Bai Chunian was sickly lying on the railing on the second floor, watching Doctor Han project the videos of himself in giant lion state and cub state on the big screen, parkour in the room, stretching all over the place Lying on the ground with the belly exposed and one hind leg raised to lick the hair, the execution is public.
"Brother Han..."
Following the sound, Han Xingqian looked up to the second floor. Bai Chunian sat cross-legged on the floor, holding on to the railing with both hands, his face squeezed into the gap between the two railings, looking at him with a drooping black face.
"Oh, I'm sorry, everyone wait a moment." Dr. Han quickly made a small mosaic on the key parts of the white lion in the video.
Bai Chunian's face turned even darker.
The focus of the discussion among the doctors is still on synthesin. In the case of high coincidence between the glands of Lan Bo and Bai Chunian, synesthetin can make Lan Bo share the ability of resetting cell division with Bai Chu. In 2009, just like the research institute used the only remaining part of Rimbaud's gene in the pearl body to share with the immortals, so as to curb the ability of cells to grow wildly, Rimbaud's ability to restrain the body was not inferior to that of the pearl.
A doctor proposed to imitate synectin, but the premise still needs a sample to proceed. The elite researchers employed by the research institute are all top international industry experts. They brainstormed and spent many years developing synencin. , It is impossible for the IOA Medical Association to imitate it within a few days.
Lan Bo stood beside Bai Chunian, with his elbows resting on the wooden railing, and a thin chain of dead sea core rock was drawn from the front of the collar on Bai Chunian's neck, and he held it in his hand, controlling it at any time to avoid any accidents.
After a heated discussion, the doctors said that they still had to go upstairs to give Bai Chunian a comprehensive examination. Han Xingqian made a gesture to ask the seniors to stop: "Professor Zhong will go upstairs with me for an examination. Seniors can talk about the key points of concern, and I will record them."
Doctor Zhong also nodded: "That kid has a thin skin."
They took Bai Chunian back to the bedroom and closed the door. The other professors were still looking at the materials in the living room, and Rimbaud stood outside the bedroom door waiting.
The bedroom door is not very sound proof. Rimbaud heard Dr. Han say, "Take off all your clothes, lie on the bed, and don't move around."
But these words are actually very familiar. They often heard researchers say this to themselves when they were in the training base. Rimbaud never wore clothes in the sea, and his IQ during the training period was not enough to make him feel ashamed, but Xiaobai was different. , being shown his body and being observed by a crowd will make him very cramped, so he will be irritable, and from time to time he will bite the researchers around him, and then he will be locked in a narrow and light-tight confinement room to suppress his riots. The light and the narrow space are not enough to turn around. You can only squat, your legs will be numb due to the lack of blood circulation, but even if the experimental subjects are fighting and shouting inside, the researchers will ignore them, and they will be released after ten hours , Generally, the experimental subjects who have been imprisoned will become extremely honest, but Bai Chunian has never been tame.
Every time he was sent back from the confinement room, although he was not injured, he would always be depressed for a while, lying on the bed tiredly. Once he said that a researcher threw a mouse in his confinement room, and Rimbaud ate it. The box of experimental rats vented their anger on Xiao Bai, but he also vaguely knew that it wasn't all the darkness or the rats that frightened Xiao Bai.
After finishing the examination, Bai Chunian stretched his waist to send the two doctors out, and said relaxedly, "I'm fine and try not to go crazy, but if it's not working, my wife will take care of me. Don't worry, take a rest too, Uncle Zhong." The bags under the eyes are drooping, and I have to worry about it."
Dr. Zhong patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, let's go. If you have nothing to do, run more, exercise, and consume excess energy, so that you won't lose control easily."
"Okay." Bai Chunian grabbed Han Xingqian again, "Brother Han, buy me some self-heating hot pot, I will eat it while watching TV at night."
"There are so many things. I brought you food. You can find it in the refrigerator. It will be enough for a week." Han Xingqian scolded him, but still had no choice but to call someone to buy a small hot pot.
The doctors took the latest inspection report and got up to leave after confirming that there was no problem. Bai Chunian stood by the door and watched the medical association's car start to drive away, and slowly closed the door.
As soon as he turned around, Rimbaud was standing behind him, almost nose-to-nose with him.
Rimbaud pretended to be unintentional and asked him, "Are you okay?"
"What can I do?" Bai Chunian took his hand, dragged him to the refrigerator, took out two bottles of room temperature beer from the box next to the refrigerator, and let Lan Bo hold it, and dug out a box of Brother Han just put it in. Sauce-flavored duck tongue, pulled Rimbaud and ran all the way to the balcony of the bedroom on the second floor.
I thought I could still catch up with the sunset at dusk, but I didn't expect it to be completely dark, the sky was a little dark, and I couldn't see a few stars.
Rimbaud sat on the railing of the balcony, his legs disappeared, replaced by a translucent fish tail emitting blue light, the tip of the tail flicked slightly, the dark clouds receded, and twinkling stars hung in the clean night sky.
Bai Chunian easily pushed open the cap of the beer bottle with his bone-hardened thumb, put Lan Bo's tail tip into the mouth of the bottle, stirred it, and took a sip, then handed Lan Bo a bottle of beer with frost on the outside of the glass.
Next, Rimbaud didn't say anything, he raised his head and took a big gulp, took a sip, looked at the beer inside the bottle with his eyes, and came to the conclusion: "Grain fermentation blend."
Bai Chunian was sitting on the swing chair, with his long legs on the ground, pushing his body gently, looking at the peaceful garden outside the balcony.
"Honey, next time I get out of control, beat me up and tie me up. Don't cause trouble for others."
"It's not scary when you're crazy. I'm thinking, if I hug you and kiss you, will you be more sober?"
Bai Chunian laughed: "Maybe, but I'm afraid of hurting you. Did I hurt you just now?"
Rimbaud touched the wound on his face that had healed as before, and shook his head: "No."
"That's good." Bai Chunian shook the beer bottle, watching the foam inside rise up and disappear bit by bit, suddenly showing a lonely look.
"When it comes to deterioration, I will also be like an undead, bringing disaster to the whole world."
"No." Rimbaud reached out and rubbed Bai Chunian's fluffy black hair, "I promise."
His voice was deep and gentle, but Bai Chunian was not comforted by it.
No, the fully mimicked white lion will only be more terrifying than the undead. It only takes a few minutes for him to destroy a city, but even so, Rimbaud still has a chance.
Bai Chunian raised his head, his eyes reflected the stars in the night sky, and his pupils were bright: "Ranbo, kill me now and take me back to the Caribbean Sea. I am willing to be embedded in your ribs and on your throne ,real."
Rimbaud was soured by his bright and clear eyes. He lifted Bai Chunian's chin with the ice-cold beer bottle, lowered his eyes and said, "You should think it's unfair. If it's me who is going to die, I will Drag you without hesitation and sink into the deepest and darkest trench with me. I will watch you suffocate in my arms, convulse, and finally drown in death. If you escape, I cannot wish you happiness, I hope you are lonely Pain for life, remember me forever."
Bai Chunian was stunned for a moment, then put his head on his head and thought for a while: "You can do this. I can't. If I drag you, I will commit a great crime. Whether the earth can exist or not is irrelevant."
"You can do whatever you want." Bai Chunian stood up and moved to Lan Bo's side, put his hands on the railing, held Lan Bo in his arms, and pressed his cheek against his ear: "Just don't forget me, please." you."
These words touched a tight string in Lan Bo's heart. He grabbed the collar around Bai Chunian's neck, turned around and looked down at him fiercely with cold eyes. Lan Bo tightened his fingers, and the collar tightened accordingly. Chu Nian was strangled and forced to look up, but smiled and showed two pointed white teeth: "Huh, are you angry?"
Rimbaud said in a hoarse voice, threateningly: "Enough, if you die, I will put your bones into the steps under the throne, step on you every day to sit on it, and scoop up the sea tribe alphas on it."
"... There's no need to be so angry... Ah, are you crying? Don't, wow, this pearl is big and round and can be embedded in the toilet mosaic. My wife, you have embedded a wall in our bathroom." Bai Chu A pair of snow-white lion ears protruded from Nian's hair, drooping and sticking to his head. As if he knew he was wrong, he hurriedly wiped Rimbaud's eyes with the back of his hand, "I'll stop talking nonsense and coax my wife."
Rimbaud disappeared and gave him two feet.
After finishing the wine and eating the snacks, Bai Chunian went to take a shower, climbed onto the bed wearing boxers, and lazily put half of his body on Rimbaud, and hugged his head into the crook of his neck: " Smell my fragrance."
Rimbaud stretched out a finger to unhook the belt of his nightgown, and glanced down: "Xiang."
"You haven't tasted it yet, why is it so delicious?" Bai Chunian lay on the bed with his head propped up, the corners of his lips curled up when he spoke, and his two canine teeth appeared and disappeared from time to time.
Rimbaud stretched out his hand to pinch his smirking cheek, shook it, and snorted softly: "Little cat, close the curtains."
Bai Chunian jumped up from the bed, hummed a song, went to close the curtains and came back, and opened the drawer, there was indeed a set inside, the box of six was opened, and there was only one left inside.
"Wuhu, good guy." Bai Chunian whistled and took the last one, "Good guy, good guy."
He was just about to reach out to turn off the light when the cell phone next to his pillow rang. It was Bi Lanxing's video call.
"Tsk." Bai Chunian lay down on the bed, pressed the answer button, tilted his head and pointed Bi Lanxing's face with his index finger, "You better have serious business, kid."
Looking at the background of the room, Bi Lanxing was sitting in the office of the head of the search department. The documents on the table were piled up like mountains. I found out the situation of the parents of the student who kidnapped Jin Xi. They sent the student to study in the UK. After hearing the news of our investigation, they seemed to be picking up the child overnight. Brother Chu, I have already applied to contact the Paris branch of the IOA. search operator, but with your permission."
"It's a bit troublesome to be abroad..." Bai Chunian rubbed the bridge of his nose and woke up suddenly, "England? Westminster, the president and Uncle Jin are still there."
Rimbaud lay on his side on the bed, curling his blond hair gently with his index finger: "The immortal spirit came to me for revenge because I ordered the aquatic creatures to hunt him down. He wanted to fly over the ocean to seek revenge."
Bai Chunian rubbed his face: "Lan Xing, you go directly to the team leader's office to apply for a cross-border search, and I will notify the boss to prepare early."