MTL - The Fallen Merman-Chapter 121

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Bai Chunian sat on the hard bed and watched the water dripping from the moss-covered wall with his right eye, which was not covered by the bandage.

The island has a special climate, the four seasons are hot and humid, and some insects that are not commonly seen crawl quietly in the corners.

Eris was locked in the next door, often making some noises to lure the discipline over to yell at him, then laughing, trying every way to seduce the people outside, and then touching them one of the discipline was grabbed by his wrist. I was caught by a fishbone in my throat during lunch, so I went to the infirmary to take it out.

Eris never tires of it, so the time of confinement has been extended again and again, but he still hasn't changed a bit.

In the awake darkness, every minute is stretched and magnified infinitely, Eris is a guy who is unwilling to be lonely, and being alone will drive him crazy.

Bai Chunian sat quietly, a centipede with the thickness of a finger crawled between his fingers, and he exchanged two hands to let the centipede crawl forward endlessly.

In the half month of the solitary confinement, in addition to reviewing the details of his actions in his mind over and over again, Bai Chunian also had more than enough time to think about unimportant things.

For example, if an experimental subject whose lifespan is much longer than humans is locked here, one year, two years, ten years, fifty years, no one will know his existence, no one will come to visit, and no one expects them to go out , really disabled forever like a gun that was shelved after the war, spending a purposeless life in the dark is a horrible thing.

Bai Chunian rarely triggers the emotion of "fear", which may not have been considered when the researchers designed them, but he has truly felt a kind of anxiety spreading from the bottom of his heart these days.

Since the day Yan Yi asked him "why didn't he leave", Bai Chunian has also been thinking about the reason. He can leave in a dashing manner, play crazy with Lanbo all over the world, and even join the reptile organization to study how to take revenge on the world.

Maybe it's the rebellious mentality of adolescence, he doesn't want to do what others want him to do, and others are doing it, and only Rimbaud understands this.

Although the arrogant fish likes to order him to threaten him, only Rimbaud supports all his unreasonable decisions, he only wants this.

At the end of the empty corridor, there was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground, followed by the sound of the closed door being unlocked.

Du Mo stood in front of him wearing a prison guard uniform: "It's time, come out."

He saw Bai Chunian sitting cross-legged on the bed board, playing with bugs in his hands boredly. After wearing the suppressor for a long time, his skin was pale and haggard, and his eyelids and lips were extraordinarily red.

It was such a slightly sickly young alpha. After getting used to the light, he glanced at his leather shoes, his eyes rose, passed by his uniform pants and tie, until he met his eyes, and then greeted with a faint smile: "Good morning, sir. It seems that the warden didn't get up on time today, will he plan to go to the police station later?"

The unremarkable greeting sent a chill down Du Mo's back.

He was indeed the one who drove to pick up the warden this morning, because the warden said he didn't sleep well last night and couldn't get up in the morning. And later, he is indeed going to receive several police officers sent by the International Police Service.

Du Mo tried his best to maintain his demeanor in front of the prisoners, even though he knew how difficult Bai Chunian was. But he didn't notice that when he started to think so, he was already given the upper hand psychologically by the other party.

Bai Chunian threw the centipede into the drain, stood up, and walked out with Du Mo in his pocket. Another prison guard was opening the door of Eris's confinement room, and Eris was shaking the iron railings on the small window, making a big noise.

"Cough, let's go." Du Mo supported Bai Chunian's wrists and took him out. How could they say that they had cooperated before, and they didn't tear their faces at that time, so there was no need to make the surface atmosphere very stiff, although He was very afraid of this dangerous person in his heart.

He was an omega, and his height of 1.75 meters lowered his head beside Bai Chunian. Even if the white lion beside him was wearing a suppressor, the weak pheromone that overflowed from it would still produce species suppression on his crow glands.

Maybe Bai Chunian left a deep impression on him in the atwl exam, which caused Du Mo to have ptsd on this person, always feeling that Bai Chunian wanted to harm him.

"Sir, I won't escape from prison, you don't need to be so nervous, I guarantee you can get this year's year-end bonus safely." Bai Chunian looked down at him and said happily, "You don't need to wear a gun when you approach me, because there is no need for a gun. It’s easy to be countered by me.”

Du Mo silently suppressed the pistol hidden under the armpit of the police uniform jacket and gritted his teeth. This feeling of knowing what he's going to do, but not knowing what he's going to do, is very irritating and disturbing.

Under such circumstances, it is absolutely impossible not to send additional personnel to strictly guard him. Du Mo quickly thought of a guard scheduling plan. As long as Bai Chunian made a slight change, the sniper's muzzle would immediately be aimed at his head.

However, Bai Chunian didn't have any extra thoughts on him, the sun shone on him and relaxed after a long time, and he returned to the prison to have his first lunch with the inmates.

The atmosphere of the prisoners was exceptionally harmonious today, and even the famous thorns were enjoying their lunch quietly. It turns out that today is Christmas Eve, and every prisoner received a small piece of strawberry mousse cake from the dining window, which is like a Christmas present in a boring prison.

Bai Chunian also received a piece, although he rarely eats sweets, but after eating clear soup with little water for half a month, this kind of thing can be regarded as a delicacy in the world.

After tasting it, it was mixed with a very faint pheromone smell, which may have been stained when decorating the flower. Bai Chunian sniffed it carefully before he could tell that the pheromone was a strawberry pheromone, mixed with strawberry jam. It's hard to detect, it seems that their pastry chef is a soft little o with a sweet pheromone, and the craftsmanship is quite flattering.

He looked around, and it seemed that the black bear he beaten hadn't come back yet. The other cellmates glanced at him from time to time, and they all looked cowardly and couldn't expect them to do anything.

There was a 20-minute lunch break after the meal, and when the old-fashioned piercing bell rang, everyone in the cell had to get up, and the steward would arrange their work.

Prisoners don't just sit in the prison, they have to complete a certain amount of work every day. Bai Chunian's cell is responsible for cutting clothing fabrics today.

The guard led them out of the prison area to the garment factory, and asked them to walk forward in order. Four guards wearing body armor and holding shotguns were escorted at the end of the line.

Along the way, Bai Chunian looked at the prison snipers from the corner of his eye from time to time. The number of snipers he passed along the way was unusually large. When he thought about it, he knew that he was a dangerous object and must be strictly supervised. He was sure. As long as he just walks out of the team and makes a move, there will be countless sniper bullets immediately smashing him into a sieve.

However, these people do not look like additional personnel, because international prisons also have a strict duty system, and scheduling will be more convenient than adding additional personnel, and it is obvious that in the light offender area, other prisoners do not need strong supervision at all. Most of the police force was gathered on Bai Chunian, and there might be hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at his every move.

Bai Chunian raised the corners of his lips and followed the team into the garment factory.

The factory is a little old, many facilities are rusted and discolored, and some electric equipment makes a lot of noise. This is also an assembly line operation. Bai Chunian is responsible for cutting hundreds of sheets of cotton into the shape of ordinary T-shirts with a machine's cutting knife, and then sewing the front and back two pieces of clothing together with a sewing machine.

The machine is quite large, a vertical sharp blade is electrically controlled for cutting, and you only need to push the pile of cloth in your hand according to the line drawn by the previous person. on the blood of the last hapless one.

The cellmate next to him said that these clothes will be donated to the disaster area after they are finished, to be worn by children.

This job is very novel. It is also the first time for Bai Chunian to do it. It is very interesting. Cutting is not a problem for him. The hand that is used to holding a gun is the most stable. use.

The factory's sewing machine is an old-fashioned pedal sewing machine, which requires the foot to be stepped on the bottom to drive the gear and thread to stitch down.

In the laboratory, the researchers only injected him with the detailed structure and usage of cutting-edge weapons. They didn't teach him how to use the production tools from decades ago. However, Bai Chunian was good at research and sewed it up after a few fiddling. The layout of the clothes is simple, and it is done quickly one by one.

Before leaving, Du Mo quietly instructed the discipline to keep an eye on Bai Chunian. His original intention was not to let Bai Chunian do petty tricks, but the management was wrong, thinking that Bai Chunian was sent in because he had offended a big man, and was named for special "care", so he worked overtime for Bai Chunian, while others After finishing 100 pieces in the afternoon, he can rest. He has to finish 200 pieces.

When it was almost time to finish work, the supervisor deliberately went to check Bai Chunian's workload. If he couldn't finish it, he would be penalized and punished for sweeping the toilet and confinement. There was a way to toss him.

When I walked over, I saw that Bai Chunian's work station was almost buried under clothes, and the disciplined probe went in, oh wow, this guy has done a serious job. Not only did he finish 200 pieces, but he also slapped cute characters on his clothes. Fish-shaped cross stitch, the remaining leftovers sewed a set of Disney Cinderella's same dress skirt, with a yellowed and curled corner of the three-minute learning to make clothes on hand, now learning.

Bai Chunian was still very happy, and even started to estimate the measurements of Lan Bo.

The discipline originally wanted to find an excuse to deduct points and punish him for cleaning the toilet. Good guy, I feel sorry for not giving him a few days of sentence reduction.

At the end of the evening, another group of prisoners came to change shifts. An omega passed by Bai Chunian. Bai Chunian turned his head and saw his face clearly.

"It turns out that he is also in the light prison cell."

With the number 324 hanging on his chest, he is a little small, with a chameleon's curled tail dragging behind his baggy overalls, and his head is lowered silently, as if he is locked in a small world, no one outside. Can't interrupt him in a daze.

Wuxiang Stalker's eyes were entangled with black electrostatic tape. Bai Chunian raised his hand and shook it in front of him, making sure that he couldn't see anything. After thinking about it, he understood the reason.

The inherent ability of Wuxiang Stalker is related to imitation. Even if he wears a suppressor, this innate ability will not disappear, so just in case, he cannot see anything.

However, his eyes are blindfolded, it should be difficult to do the work, and he will be punished if he does not finish it. This rule will not be a blessing just because he is blindfolded.

When Wuxiang Stalker passed by Bai Chunian's side, his body paused for a moment, and he obviously noticed the familiar smell of pheromones on Bai Chunian's body, and his fingertips froze.

Bai Chunian turned slightly to the side, and quickly and covertly said in the ear of Wuxiang Stalker:

"I met Major Xia of the pbb storm force in port m a few days ago. I haven't seen him for a long time, do you want to know some recent developments?"

The Elephant Stalker slowly raised his head, reacting to his words, and a layer of water mist formed his eyes sealed with black tape.

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