MTL - The Fallen Merman-Chapter 34

"Don't make trouble."

Bai Chunian didn't know why, but he, who was usually the most impatient, was so patient with this fish's small movements.

"Does it still hurt?" He re-tie Rimbaud's loose tie, and glanced at Rimbaud's fins on his 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 fits his body. From his reluctant expression, he could see that the wound had not completely subsided, but he didn't say that, Bai Chunian didn't lift it up like he did before. His fins embarrass him.

He no longer wanted to get to the bottom of the matter to find out how these injuries came from. Rimbaud's embarrassed appearance made people feel a little distressed.

"I'm going to work today. How can I get there? I'll drive you there."

Rimbaud took out a note left by the president from his pocket and showed it to him.

"Tsk, I'll take a taxi for you." Before Bai Chunian could swear a swear word, Lan Bo took out a third note that read, "I also froze all your consumption accounts for the same reason as above."

Finally, Lan Bo took out a brand new one-hundred-yuan bill from his jacket pocket, put it in Bai Chunian's hand, touched Alpha's head, and went out to work.

Bai Chunian held this banknote for a long time, and angrily threw the money on the ground and stepped on his foot, sitting on the ground and smoking a cigarette.

I haven't eaten well for several days. I only get a bottle of water and a small piece of compressed biscuit every day in the confinement room. Now I can't even order a takeaway.

When I looked back, I saw that the roe had taken the fried egg away.

"I'm afraid I'll eat or something." Bai Chunian leaned against the big fish tank and rested for a while. He didn't realize it when he got up. After a while, he was so hungry that he could bend and stretch out to pick up a hundred dollars on the ground. Money, Zhuo pulled the flip-flops and went out.

Bai Chunian was not the kind of pampered young master, and he spent a hundred yuan quite well. First, he ate a ramen at the bottom shop downstairs, and then went to the vegetable market for a walk.

The market is full of old men and women shopping for vegetables. Bai Chunian, a tall alpha wearing a black vest with his hands in his pants pockets, looks particularly eye-catching.

"Two potatoes."

"Pick me a cabbage, don't want that, the leaves are wilted."

"Fish don't want fish." Bai Chunian waved his hand, squatted down beside the seafood stall with a few vegetable bags, and rubbed his fingertips against the bubbling crucian carp brain seeds in the water tray, "Hey, what do fish eat?"

The live fishmonger was stunned with his scale scraper.

Bai Chunian: "Weigh me two catties of what the fish eat."

I bought some meat, eggs, vegetables and fruits from the vegetable market and put them in the refrigerator at home. At the end, I had ten dollars left in my pocket and I didn’t know how to spend it.

After thinking for a while, 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 Lanbo could do.

When he arrived at the place, it was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and the police station was off work.

It was no use talking to the security guard at the door in such a place where idlers were not allowed to enter. Bai Chunian easily avoided surveillance and patrols, and sneaked into the office lobby over the wall and hid in the ceiling to observe.

A few omegas in police uniforms came back from the cafeteria with their lunch boxes and walked through the corridor, chatting and laughing about today's interesting stories, one of them said excitedly in a low voice, "There's a half-blooded little brother in our department, blond and blue-eyed, and his eyes will glow. , he's so handsome, guess what he's like down there."

"big"

"Fish Tail Mermaid Brother"

"Wow, do you have any photos?"

"No, I don't dare to take a picture, it's so cold, I don't say a word."

"A handsome alpha loves to pretend."

"I just saw him in the cafeteria, heating the lunch box in front of the microwave."

"Alpha" Bai Chunian sat at the ceiling vent, holding his chin through the gap and listening to these little o's chatting.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and sent a message to Rimbaud's number, which consisted of an emoji expression: "Add a pair of tableware and chopsticks after the words, 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 wouldn't use it. Bai Chunian just thought it was fun, and he didn't expect to receive a reply, because that idiot couldn't possibly type.

He put his phone in his pocket, touched it in the direction of the cafeteria, climbed out of the vent, and quickly climbed to the roof along the drainage pipe. With his hands in his trouser pockets, he easily crossed the two office buildings and sat down beside the transparent skylight of the cafeteria. , looking down for Rimbaud.

Rimbaud was sitting in the corner just below the skylight, wearing a police uniform, with an exquisite lunch box in front of him.

Bai Chunian craned his neck to observe what he was eating.

Rimbaud solemnly opened the microwave-heated lunch box and took out the omelette wrapped in plastic wrap that morning.

"Ah, it turned out to be taken for lunch." Bai Chunian lay down leisurely, holding his cheeks to watch him eat.

But Rimbaud ate the lunch box and the lid, then put away the fried eggs and put it in another new lunch box.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Rimbaud trembled in shock. He looked around vigilantly, only to realize that the source of the shock was in his pocket, and took out his phone to observe.

Bai Chunian watched with interest as Lan Bo slowly drew a heart on the screen to unlock it, and it took a long time to see the new message he sent in the past.

Rimbaud held up his face, opened his eyes from his fingers to look at the message on the phone screen, and then pressed a few keys randomly to send.

Bai Chunian took out his phone and glanced at it, the new message read "uhonglanbokadinlion~.jijimua"

"Hey little idiot." Bai Chunian took a picture and sent it to the Moments, with the text: "I encountered a high-level password when I was on a mission, I can't figure it out, ask the decoding master to crack it."

A few seconds later, seven or eight deciphering expert friends quarreled in the comments.

After lunch, Rimbaud received a notice of an electronic meeting and asked to bring a notepad and a pen. He tilted his head and listened to it many times before he understood the general meaning of the other party.

While Bai Chunian was watching the excitement, he was also a little worried, stupid fish looked like he couldn't do anything in human society.

He temporarily went to the convenience store to buy a notepad, a pen, a loaf of bread, and a lollipop, tied it with fishing line, slowly lowered it from the skylight, cut the fishing line, and put the things into Rimbaud's backpack.

Lan Bo hurriedly rolled the stair railing and slid to the conference room. Bai Chunian followed a different route. For him, avoiding all surveillance cameras was a required course, and tracking the target was easy.

Rimbaud found a seat and sat down, found the food in the bag, and calmly opened the candy and ate it under the shocked eyes of his colleagues. The second before the leader pushed the door and came in, he just ate the candy stick and the bread wrapper. Done, it doesn't look any different.

The content of this meeting was a serial disappearance case, which was named "Triangular Pyramid House Incident" by investigators.

It started when an escape expert, who became popular online with some incredible escape videos, sent invitations to fans to try out his latest escape room design.

The escape expert in the video wears a hooded cloak that completely covers his hands, feet and face, and introduces his masterpiece with a trembling electronic synthesis voice. The game starts from entering a three-pyramid-shaped cabin, which is very mysterious. Lucky for you to get out of the exit successfully The only rule of this game is that the child will get a prize of 10 million.

The video was released three days ago. According to statistics, more than a dozen adventurous adventurers have accepted the challenge. These people have different jobs, including homeless people who come to try their luck, business owners on the verge of bankruptcy, and professional I have come to find exciting writers and adventurers, but without exception, they have not been able to come out, so far there is no news.

The police investigated the id who posted the video: escape expert leon, but only found a fake ip address, and no one knows any information about the escape expert except that he stayed in the triangular pyramid hut near Red Maple Mountain.

The leader asked the police officers for their opinions one by one. When 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 ear, and said lightly, "I'll go ,Kill him."

The speech was too bold, and the meeting began to be chaotic.

The leader walked over to him and flipped through the notepad in front of him.

The notepad is full of weird graffiti. A man in a cape who was hanged by a rope and his neck is broken. His eyes are huge and his tongue is sticking out very long. Next to the gallows is a fang-toothed piranha and a fierce, fried cat.

It seems that this man in the cape is the escape master mentioned in the meeting just now.

The leader stared at the painting, his spine chilling indescribably, and when he met Rimbaud's hollow and deep gemstone eyes, he had the illusion of shuddering.

After the business trip was arranged, the meeting was over, and Rimbaud returned to his workstation. His job was to sort out the files, arrange the paper files and hard disks in numbers, and then put them in the file room.

Rimbaud didn't notice the alpha hanging out of the window secretly observing him, and when he noticed that there was a line of sight stuck on 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, put the portfolios one by one by Rimbaud's hand, and wanted to chat with Rimbaud: "Well, that's all for this afternoon's work, just got used to work. How do you feel?"

Rimbaud stared at the number on the file, and gave a lukewarm hum.

Omega was left out in the cold, so he had to find himself a step down: "Then you can ask me for help if you encounter any problems."

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 his pupils looked too unfamiliar, surrounded by a An air of loneliness.

The omega was shocked by these deep and bottomless eyes, took two steps back in a panic, and returned to his position.

Rimbaud didn't think it was anything. After finishing a bookshelf, the moisturizing bandage on his body was a little dry, and the skin was itchy because of the dryness, so he got up and went to the pantry to wet the bandage.

He poured a glass of water, turned around, and suddenly found that the single-seat sofa had an alpha, 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 coffee table in front of Bai Chunian.

Bai Chunian took the opportunity to grab the wrist that he stretched out and tugged it hard. Lanbo's center of gravity was unstable, and he was caught off guard from falling into Alpha's arms, and his uniform was scratched on his chest.

During the working hours, he couldn't make a fool of himself. Lan Bo raised his hand and stuck Bai Chunian's jaw, so that he couldn't make a sound. He took out two hundred dollars 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, while the other hand pressed the back of his head, pulled down the mask and whispered in his ear: "No trouble, just check the post."

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