The special trainees who were waiting for the shooting range left in twos and threes. Bai Chunian walked up the spiral staircase to the rooftop, found a place with strong signal, and leaned against the railing to call back Rimbaud.
Rimbaud's side was very quiet, and he should have gone home from get off work for a lunch break by this time.
The phone was connected, and a deep and pleasant voice came to Bai Chunian's ears through the receiver: "jijimuajeo?"
Putting one hand in his trouser pocket, Bai Chunian lowered his head and wiped the wet yellow paint on the ground with the toe of his boot, and replied with a smile, "I haven't eaten yet, what about you?"
Rimbaud spoke lazily, as if he had already laid down in the fish tank: "jijimuaei."
Jeo expresses the interrogative mood, which is equivalent to "do", and ei expresses the past tense of the declarative mood, which is equivalent to "δΊ†".
"President, look for me." Rimbaud leisurely tapped the glass of the fish tank with the tip of his tail, "Give me the purchase invoice and certificate stamped by Institute 109."
The 109 Research Institute was originally a medical scientific research institution recognized by the world, but in recent years they have used the creation of drugs that "extend the life span of all human beings, fundamentally reduce diseases and disabilities, and improve the quality of newborns" as a gimmick to cultivate living weapons. Humans are nominally the raw material for drug trials.
Although this has angered some huge forces such as the Omega Alliance, at the same time, there are also a large number of other forces that have benefited from the trading and use of experimental subjects, and have added protection to the research institute. Therefore, the 109 research institute has not been banned, and the research on special warfare weapons is still in progress. It is in full swing.
Due to the high potential of omega glands and the characteristics of easy cultivation, it is easier to become the target of experiments. The 109 research institute has gradually become a thorn in Yan Yi's side. However, under the constraints of other international forces, a small research institute has been crushed and taken. It's not difficult, the difficult thing is that it affects other people's interests, and it will inevitably be targeted by other forces. Therefore, the Omega Alliance did not tear itself apart from the 109 Research Institute, but maintained a delicate balance.
After being contacted by the president and personally discussed by Uncle Jin, the 109 Research Institute is willing to unconditionally sell Rimbaud to the Omega Alliance at a discounted price. It is classified as a tradable item in the international convention and must belong to a certain organization.
An invoice is equivalent to a contract of sale for an experimental subject. They are regarded as a thing, a gun, and they are not even as good as puppies sold in the pet market in terms of freedom and rights.
"Actually, if you want, you can go home." Bai Chunian leaned on the railing and looked at the endless sea, "You are protected by the alliance, and it is safe to go back to the sea. If you are in trouble, ask the alliance for help. The president will send I'll help you."
Rimbaud thought for a while: "I left, Institute 109, I left something behind. Take it back and leave."
The inexplicable anxiety caused Bai Chunian to lose his ability to capture sensitive information. He lowered his head, covered his eyes with the ends of his hair, and replied with a half-smile, "Okay."
Suddenly there was some small noise from the receiver, Rimbaud seemed to have taken off his clothes, he stuck to the receiver and asked softly: "Mebolujeo?"
"I think about it." When Bai Chunian replied, his voice became a little hoarse, and his eyelashes lowered gently, "I want to hug you."
Rimbaud's laughter and the sound of stirring water came from the phone.
"Clayamitubobe." Rimbaud's voice was deep and powerful with an unconscious desire and temptation.
Claya means "listen, listen".
At first, Bai Chunian was still holding on to the railing calmly, but soon, the movement in the receiver was beyond his control. He gripped the railing tightly, leaving deep finger marks on the iron railing, and his glands were congested. Painful, the spicy brandy pheromone overflows.
Leaning against the railing, he raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose so as not to lose his composure, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, bit his lip unconsciously, and his canine teeth left a bloody bite mark on his lower lip.
The rooftop was very quiet, only the sound of Bai Chunian's hot footsteps squatting up and down could be heard.
After about fifteen minutes, the voice in the receiver stopped, and when Rimbaud spoke again, his nasal voice was very heavy: "clayaei?"
Bai Chunian closed his eyes and replied hoarsely, "Tell me how many pearls fell on the bed."
"If you're not here, you won't fall." Rimbaud's laughter was also very sexy.
"My smiling muscles are tired from calling you, and I can't put my mouth down until I can't put my ears down. I have lost my prestige in front of my students." Bai Chunian stroked his hair unconsciously, "Are you taking a nap? Coax you to sleep."
Rimbaud did not sleep.
Bai Chunian: "Then what do you want to do, little princess?"
Rimbaud: "Listen, train."
Bai Chunian: "Okay, I'm wearing earphones, not on."
There will be a half hour lunch break after lunch, Bai Chunian spent this short half hour in the toilet, washed his hands when he came out, and soaked his face in cold water for half a day.
After the lunch break, Bai Chunian took Bi Lanxing to observe the fighting class.
The instructor of the fighting class is a kangaroo omega. Although he is not as tall as Alpha and his muscles are not exaggerated, he is compact and handsome, full of explosive power.
Instructor Dai saw Bai Chunian, put down his fighting style, picked up a towel to wipe the sweat off his face, and came over to say hello: "Hey, are you finally free to come back and see the brats?"
"Well, if I don't come back, I'm afraid they'll have fun." Bai Chunian put Bi Lanxing's shoulders on his shoulders, and pushed the little alpha in front of Instructor Dai, "The new kid, it's not bad, take a look."
Bi Lanxing was a little happy to receive Bai Chunian's veiled compliment.
Kangaroo Omega looked Bi Lanxing up and down, and generously squeezed his arms and patted his legs: "Have you practiced before?"
Bi Lanxing nodded: "The school also arranges fighting classes, and my father also taught me."
"Try it, let me see." Instructor Dai stepped back a few steps, opened a distance, and hooked Bi Lanxing, "Go all out."
Bi Lanxing looked at Bai Chunian hesitantly, he was ranked second in the school in fighting class, this result can be said to be very strong, and the opponent is an omega.
Bai Chunian was drinking water. Seeing little alpha's worried eyes, he coughed so much that water spewed out of his nose: "Hit it. If you break it, I will pay for it."
Bi Lanxing had no choice but to strike, but he was kicked by Instructor Dai in just three moves, and then he was crushed to the ground with a chokehold, almost without any chance of fighting back.
Bai Chunian sat on a high bar stool beside him, holding a glass of water and smiling, and asked Instructor Dai, "Can he do it?"
Instructor Dai nodded, and gave Bai Chunian a thumbs-up: "Not bad, but the reaction is a bit slow. It's really good that the plant glands can reach this level."
"M2 split after all." Bai Chunian crossed his legs and chatted, "M2 split at the age of 17, it's too rare, you can take him to fighting class in the future."
"M2." Instructor Dai was slightly surprised, "How far have you practiced?"
Bai Chunian: "I asked him to play control, not to be an assaulter. The requirements for close combat are not high, as long as he can see it."
"Then it's your student or my student." Instructor Dai patted Bi Lanxing on the shoulder, "What do you say when you're taught?"
"It must be my student." Bai Chunian took a sip of water, "You are just a tool, don't think too much, I can give you the M2 differentiation, unless I grow a kangaroo head."
"Get out, don't drink my water." Instructor Dai spat, turned around and patted Bi Lanxing on the back, "Eat more, you are so thin, you will be blown away by the wind."
Bi Lanxing has not recovered from the situation of being knocked out by three moves. You must know that even the teacher in the school's fighting class can't beat him helplessly. When he fell to the ground, he had a premonition , can really learn something here.
He stood upright and bowed to Instructor Dai: "Thank you for your advice."
The whole afternoon was spent in the fighting classroom. Instructor Dai helped Bi Lanxing to correct his wrong habits. Bai Chunian wandered around the fighting arena, randomly picking a few unlucky guys to check the training results.
He ordered a Nile crocodile alpha to come over for sparring. The Nile crocodile alpha kept taking deep breaths, nervously watching Bai Chunian sitting leisurely on the ground and wrapping up his gauntlet.
Bai Chunian looked up at him while lingering: "Look at me, move around a bit, don't get cramps."
About a minute later, Alpha the Nile crocodile rolled all over the floor with its painful ribs in its arms.
In fact, Bai Chunian didn't hurt him, he just used his companion ability to simulate the pain of three broken ribs. He squatted next to the Nile crocodile, opened the roster and recorded the results: "Cheng Chi, right, very good. But remember What we have to face in the future is not a game, but a life-and-death fight, attacking is not the goal, and killing the enemy is to ensure our own safety, so we must be calm and don't show the opponent the flaw of one-hit kill."
Nile Crocodile was so painful that he couldn't speak, and the saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth: "Yes... yes..."
When Bai Chunian was about to stand up, a voice in the earphone asked, "When will you practice duel with me?"
Rimbaud had been listening.
Bai Chunian simply squatted on the ground, pressed the earphone and smiled, "I can't beat you, baby."
Rimbaud vomited: "Food."
"Okay, I'm a badass and I'm a badass." Bai Chunian got up, picked up his water glass, chatted and wandered to another area to check on other students.
Alpha the Nile crocodile watched in astonishment after instructor Bai beat him to the ground, and then muttered in his mouth that I was forced to leave.
It was almost time for Rimbaud to work before the two of them hung up the phone call.
Usually, if he was bugged, Bai Chunian would instinctively feel disgusted, but when Rimbaud was the one who listened to him, he enjoyed the feeling of being accompanied.
He stared at the phone screen for a while, and suddenly remembered that there was another message he hadn't read, so he opened the dialog box with Rimbaud, and clicked on the loaded picture.
In the photo, Rimbaud was soaking in the fish tank, facing the camera, his fingertips raised the moisturizing bandage on his abdomen, revealing his thin, thin and white waist, and a jellyfish swimming over with a blue light lying on his abdominal muscles. He also breathed on the edge of the fish tank, writing "Randi" on the mist with his fingertips.
Bai Chunian looked at it for a long time, zooming in on each line to the maximum, looking at his jewel-like eyes and blond hair soaked in water.
Watched for ten minutes.
He turned off the photo and called his colleagues in the league.
When the phone was connected, he first said: "You have time to go to the president's son's school. I drove him back. I don't know if he was angry."
Colleagues wondered: "This doesn't look like your style. Do you have other things to do? Don't use devious tactics with me, just talk straight."
Bai Chunian: "You have the key to my house, right?"
Colleague: "Ah."
Bai Chunian: "Go to work at the police station tomorrow morning, go to my house, find a purchase invoice and certificate from the 109 Research Institute, and have the ferry pick it up for me at the end of the month."
Colleague: "You must be sick. The president means to let Rimbaud go free. How can he get away with that thing? Besides, it belongs to the content of the archives. It is against the rules to put it in someone's hands. Is the confinement room comfortable? I want to enter it again palace?"
Bai Chunian: "I can't sleep without holding it."
After hanging up the phone, bloodshot eyes appeared in Bai Chunian's eyes, but he didn't even hear the students next to him call him.