MTL - The Fallen Merman-Chapter 164

After returning from the police station, Bai Chunian had locked himself in the back room weapons warehouse in the bedroom of the apartment for three full days.

In addition to the weapons with firearms and ammunition hanging on three sides, there is also a flat folding table in the arsenal. After the folding table is opened, it can be spliced ​​into a long table with three square work areas. On the far right are some precise measuring tools. In the middle is the copy table, and on the far left is the place for computers and sundries.

Bai Chunian was lying on the desktop, a whole architectural drawing with dense lines was spread out on the desktop, and a CAD drawing was opened on the computer on the left.

Rimbaud was lying on his back, his head hanging on the edge of the bed, his hair falling to the ground, holding a book he bought at the bookstore on the way back from the police station in his hand.

The novel is a complete set, a total of seven volumes, the first volume is called "Water Color Grave", the second volume "Flame Square Coffin", the author's signature is written Domino.

"How can this kind of book sell well, I can write it too." Rimbaud closed the hardcover book in his hand and shoved it into his mouth.

"Don't eat, don't wrinkle, it will be useful later." Bai Chunian raised his head from the pile of drawings to stop him.

Rimbaud took the book out of his mouth and wiped it: "It's just about life in the research institute. Do human beings like to watch us suffer so much?"

"You don't know the words, can you read it?"

"I also learned a little word."

"He wrote about the seven ways to die in the research institute." Bai Chunian explained while calculating the distance on the drawing, ""Water Color Grave" wrote about a culture cabin full of culture medium, "Flame Square Coffin" "Writing about an incinerator, Domino's ability to read the memory of matter through his tentacles, he picked seven different experimental subjects from the experience of life to death and wrote seven novels, the struggle before death was written very vividly, Especially the one about the incinerator is claustrophobic."

Rimbaud looked at the cover of the hardcover book, which showed a cobweb with a nibbled skeleton connected to the center of the cobweb.

"You've also been in the research institute for three years, what do you think?" Bai Chunian lowered his eyelids and seemed to keep his eyes on the drawing. 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 on the side of the bed, resting his head in his hands and asked, "You haven't slept too much these three days. Go to sleep after you come here."

"There are still serious things to do." Bai Chunian said, "I have to go to the medical society later. Brother Han said that Domino's injury has stabilized and he can visit."

"Okay, anyway, everything is more serious than obedience with me. I want to kill them all." Rimbaud rolled over on the bed, "There are so many omegas, after seeing this and seeing that, I can't kill one of them in one day. Finish."

"..." Bai Chunian finally stood up from behind the drawing, raised his long legs and stepped onto the bed, pressed Lan Bo under him, and put it on his neck and sucked hard.

Rimbaud was tickled by him, leaning on the alpha's arched back: "What are you doing."

"Charge." Bai Chunian took a deep breath, filling his lungs with the scent of white thorn rose pheromone, and said lazily, "What exactly is your pheromone?"

"The mermaid language is tumi, and when translated into Chinese, it may be white thorn rose, tea millet or the like."

"It's actually catnip."

Lan Bo put his hands on Bai Chunian's hair and rubbed it: "If it was that, would you be facing my bath water?"

Lan Bo has never lost in this kind of operation, Bai Chunian rubbed in his arms and said helplessly: "Lan Bo, usually our alphas tell a dirty joke to the omega we like because we want to see you blush. The cute expression with a shy heartbeat, I'm not asking you to tell me something more yellow."

"Let's go." Bai Chunian pulled him to sit up, "Go to the medical society to have a look."

The Alliance Medical Association occupies the largest area in the Alliance Building. The ward is far away from the scientific research area of ​​the Medical Association. Domino was transferred to the general ward only today.

When Bai Chunian pushed the door and went in, the people inside were smashing things. A notepad smashed over from a distance, almost hitting Lan Bo, but Bai Chunian reached out his hand and stopped it, just in his hand.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Domino lying on the hospital bed hunched over in a curled position. The flame-colored Sun butterfly wings on his back were already broken. It could be seen that some of the skeletons supporting the wings had been finely repaired, but The flaming worm wings covered with scale powder have been broken into pieces.

There were a lot of notepads and pens thrown on the ground, and the computer was casually buckled on the table.

Domino's face was covered with tears, raised a pair of 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 explicit features were formed due to the excessive proliferation of gland cells. When the explicit features were damaged, it meant that the glands were damaged. Obviously, Domino's was damaged. The wings have been damaged beyond recovery.

"My memory is broken," Domino said hoarsely, then began to organize the next sentence of language, and it took a long time before he said, "I can't write anymore, I'm hurt, and my brain...hard to use language anymore. ... Soon I'll be speechless."

"Kill me." Domino roared heartily, then bowed down in pain, clutching the snow-white sheets on the hospital bed tightly, "I don't want to, forget how to write, how to speak... I've had enough, Dong. Hiding in Tibet, I ended up like this... Research Institute..."

When Shaojin Mansion was attacked by a large number of experimental subjects, Domino was seriously injured. According to the reptiles, he was severely injured by an experimental subject number 200, the "Immortal Undead", which is the strongest experimental subject produced by the current research institute.

Since the emergence of three full-mimicry messenger-type experimental subjects, the research institute no longer pursues full-mimicry, but rather hopes that the degree of mimicry of the experimental subjects is 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 experimental subject, the stronger tendency to escape from prison, the disobedience to discipline, and the yearning for freedom. A common defect of subjects with too high a degree of mimicry.

The watch on his wrist suddenly rang, indicating that Bai Chunian had received the news. Bai Chunian glanced at it, and it was sent by Duan Yang, saying that he should go upstairs to the technical department to find him immediately.

"Ranbo, stay with him for a while, I'll go upstairs." Before Lanbo could answer, Bai Chunian opened the door and ran.

Only Rimbaud and a sobbing Domino were left in the ward.

"Noisy." Rimbaud was a little annoyed, he sat on the hospital bed, and the tip of his tail picked up Domino's scattered wings to look at it. There were some blue flashing patterns on the wings. Rimbaud suddenly remembered that Domino's ran out of control in Port M. He helped him stabilize his spirit, and in order to reward him, Rimbaud once gave him some gifts.

"Oh, it's you." Rimbaud grabbed Domino's wing roots, dragged him in front of him, and pressed against the glands in the back of his neck, calming and recovering him.

Bai Chunian took the elevator to the technical department. Duan Yang was waiting against the wall at the entrance of his office. His expression was a little nervous. When he saw Bai Chunian coming out of the corridor, he immediately went up to him and grabbed Bai Chunian's arm. Drag to your office.

"I saw the address of the cultivation base you gave me, it's really hard to get it, maybe I really have to ask for that little reptile..." Duan Yang said in a low voice, "I haven't fully settled it 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 must also consider it carefully. Do you really want to watch 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 by himself.

This is a video recording of Rimbaud's surgical operation after he injected the mimetic medicine.

In the dark and closed projection room, Bai Chunian sat alone behind the table, silently facing the huge screen.

The image was restored by Duan Yang, and it was exceptionally clear. Bai Chunian's eyes were completely focused on the **** operating table. The massive bleeding and several stitches were clearly shown in the video. Rimbaud's painful screams seemed to penetrate the operating room. , echoed mournfully in Bai Chunian's mind.

The video was edited from many surgical records at different times. In the video, Rimbaud, who struggled, roared and bitten at the beginning, gradually lost his strength to resist, and was calmly fixed on the operating table, staring coldly at those who were in his own hands. A knife that moves around the body.

The video is arranged by date, and Rimbaud's fish tail is gradually deformed and separated into two slender human legs, but this caused abnormally severe bleeding, and researchers in protective clothing picked up a fist-sized, The white and lustrous white pearls were hurriedly put into the tray for inspection.

Rimbaud laboriously stretched out his hand to the researcher who took the pearl, which was his rare, begging and reserved demeanor.

But nothing has changed.

At that time, Rimbaud was still in the cultivation period after being transformed. He could hardly speak, and could not express his pain in words. He also did not have the strength to resist the researcher now, so he could only endure all this powerlessly.

The edited video was about an hour long, and until the end of the screening, Bai Chunian stared at the blank screen, motionless.

Time seemed to stop in this dark little screening room, Bai Chunian stared at the white screen at the end of the screening until the sun set outside and the lights in the corridor lit up.

After a long time, Bai Chunian laughed.

"very good."

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