"Don't make trouble."
Bai Chunian didn't know why, but he, who was usually the most impatient, was extra patient with this fish's little tricks.
"Does it still hurt?" He tied back Rimbaud's loose tie, and glanced at the fins on Rimbaud's lower body. The fins were raised in an unnatural arc, which should be stuffed with cotton wool.
"em..." Rimbaud pressed his fins in the direction that fit his body. From his expression of reluctantly enduring the pain, it can be seen that the wound has not completely healed the inflammation, but he didn't say anything, and Bai Chunian didn't force it like before. Lifting his fins embarrasses him.
He no longer wanted to find out how these injuries came about, and Rimbaud's embarrassment made people feel distressed.
"I'm going to work today. How do I get there? I'll drive you off."
Rimbaud took out a note left by the president from his pocket and showed it to him. The note said: "I have sealed your garage, don't be too ostentatious these few days, wait for me to deal with it."
"... Tsk, I'll take a taxi to you." Before Bai Chunian could swear, Rimbaud took out a third note, which read: "I've also frozen all your consumer accounts for the same reason as above."
Finally, Rimbaud took out a brand new one-hundred-yuan bill from his coat pocket, put it in Bai Chunian's hand, touched Alpha's head, and went to work.
Bai Chunian held the banknote for a long time in a daze, then angrily threw the money on the ground and stepped on it, sat on the ground and smoked a cigarette.
He hasn't eaten properly for several days. In the confinement room, he was only given a bottle of water and a small piece of compressed biscuit every day, and now he can't even order a takeaway... Bai Chunian suddenly remembered the fried eggs that Rimbaud had just framed and pasted on the fish tank.
Looking back, I found that the fucked caviar had taken the fried eggs away.
"I'm afraid I'll eat it or something..." Bai Chunian leaned against the big fish tank and rested for a while. He didn't feel it when he just woke up. For a few dollars, I dragged my flip-flops and went out.
Bai Chunian was not the kind of pampered young master, and he spent a hundred yuan quite comfortably. First, he ate some ramen at the bottom store downstairs, and then went to the vegetable market.
The market was full of old men and women strolling around to buy vegetables, and a tall alpha like Bai Chunian looked particularly eye-catching when he walked in with his hands in his pants and a black vest.
"Two potatoes."
"Pick me a cabbage... tsk don't want that, the leaves are all wilted."
"Fish? No fish." Bai Chunian waved his hand, and squatted down beside the aquatic products stall with a few vegetable bags, rubbed the bubbling crucian carp brains in the water dish with his fingertips, "Hey, what do fish eat?"
The live fishmonger held up the scale scraper for a moment.
Bai Chunian: "Weigh the fish for two catties."
I bought some meat, eggs, vegetables and fruits from the vegetable market and put them in the refrigerator at home. In the end, there was ten yuan left in my pocket and I didn’t know how to spend it.
After thinking about it, Bai Chunian took a shower and shaved his chin, changed into casual clothes, put on a black baseball cap, a mask and sunglasses, and planned to take the subway to the Union Police Station to see what Rimbaud could do.
It was already twelve noon when he arrived at the place, and the police station was off duty.
It's useless to talk to the security guards at the gate in a place where idlers are not allowed to enter. Bai Chunian easily avoided surveillance and patrols, climbed over the wall and sneaked into the office hall, hiding in the ceiling to observe.
Several omegas in police uniforms came back from the cafeteria with their lunch boxes in their arms. They passed the corridor, chatting and laughing about today's interesting stories. One of the omega whispered excitedly: "A half-breed brother came to our department. He has blond hair and blue eyes, and his eyes are shining. , so handsome, guess what happens next to him."
"? Big?"
"Fish tail! Brother mermaid!"
"Whoa, do you have a picture?"
"No, I dare not take pictures, it's so cold, I don't say a word."
"A handsome alpha just likes to pretend."
"I just saw him in the cafeteria, heating up lunch boxes in front of the microwave."
"Alpha...?" Bai Chunian sat on the ceiling vent, resting his chin through the gap to listen to these little o's chatting.
He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and sent a message to Rimbaud's number, which was composed of emoji expressions: "Add a pair of bowls and chopsticks after the word 'in', the expression of rice in the bowl, and a question mark at the end. "
Lan Bo's cell phone was given by the president, and he probably doesn't know how to use it. Bai Chunian only thought it was fun, and didn't expect to receive a reply, because that idiot couldn't possibly be able to type.
He put his mobile phone in his pocket, groped towards the cafeteria, climbed out of the vent, quickly climbed to the roof along the drain pipe, put his hands in his trouser pockets, easily crossed two office buildings, and sat down by the transparent skylight of the cafeteria , looking down for Rimbaud.
Rimbaud was sitting in the corner directly under the skylight, wearing a police uniform, with an exquisite lunch box in front of him.
Bai Chunian stretched his neck to observe what he was eating.
Rimbaud solemnly opened the lunch box that had been heated in the microwave oven, and took out the fried egg wrapped in plastic wrap that he had in the morning.
"Ah, so I took it away for lunch." Bai Chunian laid down leisurely and watched him eat while resting his chin.
But Rimbaud ate the lunch box, and the lid, and put the fried eggs away in another new lunch box.
The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated, and Rimbaud trembled as if in shock. He looked around vigilantly, only to find that the source of the shock was in his pocket, and took out the mobile phone to observe.
Bai Chunian watched with interest as Lan Bo slowly drew a heart on the screen to unlock it, and it took him a long time to see the new message he had sent.
Rimbaud held his face in his hands, opened his eyes between his fingers and looked at the message on the phone screen, and then pressed a few keys randomly to send it.
Bai Chunian took out his phone and took a look. The new message read "→→u@%-%honglanbokadinlion~.@%jijimua→←"
"Hmph... little idiot." Bai Chunian took a screenshot and posted it on Moments, with the text: "I encountered a high-level password during a mission, and I can't figure it out. Please ask the decoding master to crack it."
A few seconds later, seven or eight deciphering expert friends were attracted to quarrel in the comments.
After lunch, Rimbaud received an electronic voice meeting notice and asked to bring a notepad and pen. He tilted his head and listened to it many times before he understood the general meaning of the other party.
While watching the excitement, Bai Chunian was also a little worried. Stupid fish seemed to be unable to move an inch in human society.
He temporarily went to the convenience store to buy a notepad, a pen, a small bread and a lollipop, tied them with fishing line, lowered them slowly from the skylight, cut the fishing line, and put the things into Rimbaud's backpack.
Lan Bo hurriedly rolled up the handrail of the stairs and slid to the conference room. Bai Chunian changed his route and followed. For him, avoiding all surveillance cameras was a compulsory course, and it was easy to track the target.
Rimbaud found a seat and sat down, found the food in the bag, unwrapped the candy calmly under the shocked eyes of his colleagues, and ate it. He just ate the candy stick and the bread wrapping paper before the leader opened the door. Done, it doesn't look any different.
The content of this meeting was a serial disappearance case, which was named "Triangle Pyramid House Incident" by the investigators.
The reason is that an escape expert who became popular on the Internet with some incredible escape videos sent invitations to fans, asking them to try his latest designed secret room.
In the video, the escape expert wears a hooded cloak that completely covers his hands, feet and face, and introduces his masterpiece with a trembling electronically synthesized voice. The game starts from entering a hut in the shape of a triangular pyramid, which is very mysterious. 'Successfully walked out from the exit The lucky one will get 10 million bonus' is the only rule of this game.
The video was released three days ago. According to statistics, more than a dozen adventurers who have tried boldly have accepted the challenge. Writers and adventurers who came to find excitement, but without exception, they failed to come out, and there has been no news so far.
The police investigated the id who released the video: escape expert Leon, but only found a false ip address, no one knew any information about the escape expert, except the triangular pyramid hut he stayed near Red Maple Mountain.
The leaders asked the participating police officers one by one for their opinions. When they asked about Rimbaud, Rimbaud was writing something in a notepad when he heard his name being called, so he raised his head and tucked his blond hair behind his ears, and said lightly: "I'll go ,Kill him."
The speech was too bold, and the meeting became chaotic.
The leader walked to him and flipped through the notepad in front of him.
The notepad is full of weird graffiti - a man in a cloak whose neck was hanged by a rope, with huge eyes and a long tongue sticking out, a sharp-toothed piranha and a ferocious cat with fury hair beside the gallows.
It looks like this cloaked man is the escape master mentioned in the meeting just now.
The leader stared at the painting with an indescribable chill down his spine. When he met Rimbaud's hollow and deep jewel eyes, he had the illusion of shuddering.
After the business trip was arranged, the meeting was over, and Rimbaud returned to his work station. His job was to sort out the files, arrange the paper files and hard disks by number and send them to the archives room.
Rimbaud didn't notice the alpha who was hanging out of the window and was watching him secretly. When he noticed a line of sight sticking to him, he raised his head, but there was no one outside the window.
At this time, an omega came over with a stack of documents, and put the portfolios in Rimbaud's hands one by one, wanting to chat with Rimbaud out of words: "Well... that's all for this afternoon's work, just get used to it ? How do you feel about the workload?"
Rimbaud stared at the serial number on the file, and hummed calmly.
Omega was left out in the cold, so he had to find a way out for himself: "Then if you encounter any problems, you can ask me for help."
Rimbaud raised his eyelashes and glanced at him, but even if Rimbaud himself did not show any emotion, his sapphire eyes with a vertical line in the middle of the pupils looked too close to strangers, surrounded by A cold and withdrawn air.
Omega was stunned by the deep and bottomless eyes, took two steps back in a panic, and returned to her position.
Rimbaud didn't think it was a problem. After tidying up a bookcase, the moisturizing bandage on his body was a little dry, and his skin was a little itchy due to dryness, so he got up and went to the tea room to wet the bandage.
He poured a glass of water, turned around, and suddenly found that there was an alpha on the sofa, wearing a black T-shirt, a black baseball cap, a black mask, and sunglasses.
"en?" Lan Bo recognized him immediately, and put the water glass on the tea table in front of Bai Chunian.
Bai Chunian took the opportunity to grab his outstretched wrist and yanked it hard. Rimbaud lost his balance and fell into Alpha's arms unexpectedly, and his uniform was scratched on his chest.
While still working, Lan Bo raised his hand and clamped Bai Chunian's jaw so that he could not make a sound. The thin transparent web between the tiger's mouth was protruded by the tip of Bai Chunian's nose. He took out two one-hundred-dollar coupons from his breast pocket, stuffed them into Bai Chunian's trouser pocket, and coaxed him with a wink: "Go buy, eat, don't, make trouble."
Bai Chunian supported Lan Bo's thin and slender waist with one hand, and pressed the back of his head with the other hand, pulled off his mask and whispered in his ear, "No trouble, just check the post."
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