About Me Being Picked Up by Tallulah for Adoption

"Your girlfriend is the lady who was sitting with you just now, the senior superintendent of the Longmen Guards Bureau who is dressed very boldly and coolly for some reason?"

Laplande looked at Orson with that uneasy and kind smile as always.

"Wow... it will be exposed as expected. Anyway, anyway, Miss Laplande, why are you here?"

Orson complained that he shouldn't trust Chen Huijie, no matter how she is, she is also Tallulah's younger sister, and judging from her "naive" appearance, being a younger sister really isn't much better.

While thinking about how to fool the past, Orson casually asked why Laplande appeared here.

"You already know my name from Texas? Very good, this is very good. As for why I am here? I quite like Yan Guo cuisine, and there is only one Yan Guo specialty nearby hotel, so I'm here."

"Ahaha, what a coincidence."

Orson wiped his sweat while smiling wryly, it was pure coincidence.

If it weren't for Wei Yanwu's blind operation today, if it wasn't for Chen inviting me to dinner today, if it wasn't for myself and Laplande who like Yan national cuisine as much, if it wasn't for the only restaurant on this street——

As long as one of these conditions is not met, I will not run into Lapland, and because the other party also has the ability to "silence" to a certain extent, Orson can't use "tuning" to investigate in advance. .

"I don't think so. Even though karma can be blinded by death and blood, the determinism it shows still follows the flow... Haha! In short, from the conclusion-I seem to have encountered a very interesting picture?"

Laplande sat next to Orson while speaking words that Orson could not understand. Her pure white hair was scattered to both sides. Because the distance was too close, Orson could even feel the hair on his skin. The feeling of traveling upstream.

"It seems that you and the senior police superintendent are not ordinary, and the other party wants to have dinner with you even in disguise. What is the relationship between you? And what kind of fun will I get if I spread this information? "

"Ugh..."

Laplande smiled and leaned close to Orson's face, the tip of her nose twisted slightly, as if she could touch Orson's cheek immediately.

"It's for the future of Longmen, Miss Laplande, please don't tell anyone what happened today...!"

After some entanglement, Orson put his hands together honestly, and his tone was extremely sincere, hoping that La Gouzi would show his noble hand and let him go.

Orson is not exaggerating. Yesterday he received a message from Tallulah that the infrastructure of the Rhodes Island pharmaceutical factory in Casimir has been completed, and everyone will be able to return to Qie City soon.And Orson has no doubts that Tallulah, after hearing that "Orson and his sister are really dating (although they're not)", will fool Zaolu on the spot and run into him in fifth gear of Qiecheng.

"Do you want me to keep a secret? It's very simple, as long as you dress up as a woman, hahaha... eh?"

Laplande blurts out an impossible condition and laughs, but in the middle of laughing she notices Orson's eyes.

It was not an angry and shameful look of "Why is there such a vicious request!?", but a helpless and skillful look of "Why are you doing this again?"

... There is definitely something wrong with this boy.

"Well, of course I'm joking. I'm not interested in your women's clothing, but if you want to keep a 'killer' a secret, you really need to pay the corresponding price, oh, Orson?"

Laplande put one arm lightly around Orson's shoulder, while the other hand was clearly placed on the table fork.Her demeanor gradually became stern and cruel, and the easy-going teasing expression before gradually disappeared.

"Stop making trouble, Miss Laplande, I'm really troubled here, do you think this money is enough? If not, I don't have any extra..."

Orson ignored the threatening aura exuded by Laplande, but put on a troubled expression and began to rummage through his wallet.

"You can only buy apples with this money."

Laplande glanced at the steel coin in Orson's wallet. If he wanted to buy an assassin at this price, then the assassin industry would have to be involved to some extent.

"Sorry, my wallet was enshrined to the god of sewers in Longmen... That's right! Otherwise, I'll work for you. Don't look at me like this, I'm proficient in housekeeping!"

Orson sold himself confidently.

"What kind of killer needs to hire domestic service, and what is the God of Longmen Sewer..."

Laplande did not question Orson's housekeeping ability, as evidenced by the brand new black windbreaker hanging on the side.

Laplande exhaled, and the cold breath suddenly dissipated, and the white-haired Lupus killer also picked up a fork and poked at the cherry tomatoes on the plate, sending it to his mouth.

"Why don't you choose to [force] me to remain silent by violent means? After you know each other's Originium skills, your chances of surviving the fight will be greater."

Laplande asked Orson, she would like to know why this powerful teenager prefers to use "avoiding war" to deal with disputes.

"Because I don't like fighting. My original goal was to become a cross talk master who can be famous on Terra."

Orson complained in a low voice, he seemed to be farther and farther away from this dream.And Laplande's eyes were swollen after hearing it, and his ears trembled up and down along with his eyes.

"Let's not talk about what a cross talk master is... Generally speaking, I hate guys like you, because this kind of people are either despicable villains who hide their knives in their smiles, or cowards who just want to avoid and give in—but You clearly don't, Orson."

Laplande stretched out a finger and poked the tip of Orson's nose lightly, revealing his snow-white jagged canines again.

"You are quite special, although talking with you will always make you angry, but you are really interesting. I am more and more interested in you, and I can't wait to fight with you again, until Limbs and limbs splattered everywhere, all the blood and internal organs flowed out, until the death and pleasure I pursued were completely satisfied—”

"Please spare me... Then Miss Laplande, what did you say that Officer Chen was in danger?"

Orson shook his head and gently shook off Laplande's fingers, politely rejecting Lagou's overly harsh PLAY(?), and at the same time asked what she meant by "crisis" before.

"This riot in the slums was premeditated. Of course, its purpose was not to overthrow the balance of power in Longmen, nor to let the infected get a better social status. From beginning to end, this riot was just to attract someone from the Guards Bureau to take the bait , and then tear off the 'camouflage' on that detective."

Laplande closed his eyes slightly and spoke softly, while Orson frowned when he heard this information.

"The police officer of the Guards Bureau——Is it Officer Chen?"

"Who knows~ You and I just fought once, thinking about how much of the information I gave you is true, it should be an interesting game for you, right?"

"Although I don't know why you have so much information, it's really helpful, Miss Laplande! I will definitely treat you to dinner when I get my salary next month!"

Orson didn't think about the "accuracy" of the information provided by Laplande at all, but chose to believe it all, and got up directly and prepared to leave for the slums in District 23.

——Although most of the time you will not take the initiative to make choices, but once it involves people around you, will you be unexpectedly bold and full of action?

Laplande silently observed Orson's actions, and when Orson got up and turned his back to him to leave, Laplande also got up and poked the back of Orson's neck lightly with his nails again.

"Aoooooooo!?"

Unsurprisingly, Orson was taken aback again.

"Stop joking with me at a time like this, Laplande!"

After being frightened twice by the same method, Orson lost his temper, while Laplande laughed and said that you would be upset too.

"Forget what I just said? Intelligence is valuable, and you haven't paid me yet."

"Wow...I really have no money now."

"Money is worthless, and the only thing you can buy is human life-come with me, rest assured, our destination is the same."

Lappland smiled and took Orson out of the restaurant to a parked heavy motorcycle on the side of the road.

"Come up, don't worry. I won't take you to inexplicable places. Unless it's a mission requirement, I really hate using those dirty methods."

Laplande threw a helmet to Orson, and then he sat on the motorcycle seat and looked at Orson.

"Well"

"Are you hesitating to stick so close to me? Hahaha, you guy, you've already seen me before, right?"

"That's two different things..."

Orson defended in a low voice, and then reluctantly sat on the back seat of the motorcycle, and his body was inevitably attached to Laplande's back.

"If you dare to hug my breasts, I will make you into a mille-feuille, that's it - hold on tight!"

Lappland laughed and twisted the accelerator, the motorcycle immediately roared and sped forward, and Orson hurriedly wrapped the back seat of the motorcycle with a rest just before being thrown off.

But even so, Orson is still unavoidably close to Laplande, the faint mint smell from the other's long white hair, and the slightly thin ketone body under the black windbreaker——

Orson frowned when he saw the inconspicuous 'bulges' on the back of Laplande's clothes, which were obviously infected bulges caused by the source stones leaching out of the body surface.

Did this white-haired Lupus girl who looked more insane than anyone else become insane because of ore disease infection, or did she choose to use "crazy" to face the slow coming death because of ore disease infection?

Maybe the correct answer can only come from Laplande herself, or maybe she will just cover it up with another layer of lies.

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"Here we are, here is the other side of Longmen—the slums."

Ten minutes later, with Lapland galloping after receiving a ticket all the way, the two had already passed the separation wall and came to the slums in District 23, which is next door to District 24, which is barely peaceful.

"How does it feel? People who lost their future and past gathered here, gathered to resist the panic of death - still such an addictive place of chaos and tyranny."

Laplande took out the strangely shaped double swords from the side of the motorcycle and pinned them to his waist, and asked Orson while pacing.

"It's really difficult to renovate. The population density is not directly proportional to the land area. Maybe we can only tear down the current walled city and build a regular high-rise community?"

"..."

Laplande blinked, the words heard from Orson's mouth were quite different from what he originally expected.

"Don't underestimate—"

"Don't underestimate the slums, Laplande, or your wallet will be wiped out in an instant!"

"...?"

Laplande just opened his mouth to intimidate the horror and chaos in Orson's slums, but it turned out that Orson was the first to warn Laplande, and even put on an old-timer attitude.

This teenager came to the slums?But judging from his speech and behavior, he should be a "noble" who has received a good etiquette education and has a high political status.

Laplande wanted to see Orson's panicked and disgusted expression when he faced the slums, but it turned out that the other party looked as if he had returned home, but Laplande couldn't deal with it.

"Ah, it's Brother Orson!" "Brother Orson? Who is that white-haired big sister next to you? Is it a new girlfriend? Did the handsome RGB angel sister get dumped?"

"Go, go, kid, don't talk nonsense...!"

Not only that, when the two walked halfway, Orson also met a pair of sisters who seemed to be acquaintances. The other party not only had a very close relationship with Orson, but also seemed to recognize herself as the second generation of Orson's girlfriend.

"I just learned about the situation from Sister Sta. Although the scale of the riot in District 23 is not large, the purpose is very clear. It seems that someone organized it—Lapland?"

After chatting with the two girls who were rescued by following Neng Angel into the slums last time, Orson told Laplande the information he had obtained, while Laplande was a little dazed.

"Huh? Oh, haha, yes, it seems that you also have your own intelligence network, which is very good. By the way, how many girlfriends do you have?"

"Why are you suddenly asking this?! Let me tell you first, the [handsome RGB angel] just now is the same as Police Officer Chen, and I am not in a relationship at all!"

Orson was taken aback by Laplande's abrupt questioning, and at this time, while delivering cold beer, he sneezed with the angel who was fighting with the Texas and Longmen Traffic Management Office.

"Aha……"

Laplande sighed. He wanted to test the truth of this young man on a whim, but...

So far, his 'truth' is what his appearance shows, simple and simple, but not annoying.

"Can you show some flaws quickly, and then let me fight you openly, Orson?"

Laplande complained casually, but after hearing this, Orson suddenly ran to the corner to grow mushrooms.

"Uh?"

Laplande was taken aback by Orson's behavior, so she had no choice but to lean over to see what happened to him.

"Did I offend you there... I always feel that Miss Laplande has always been hostile to me... Even I will feel super disappointed to be treated like this by my own sick patient!"