After Becoming a Little |

"Oh, that's good." Aliya almost put a parenthesis and then the word indifference at the end of her words.

She said to herself that she heard that you solved it just now, but your solution was a bit biased. It didn't sound like solving the problem, but it seemed to solve the person who raised the problem.

My mother adjusted her thoughts strangely, and asked in a deep voice: "Your second aunt called before and said that you were kidnapped. What's the situation?" 』

"Oh, that." Ai Xiaobaihua was somewhat touched, after all, her mother was busy making news, and at the same time took time out to greet herself in her busy schedule, which was considered her best effort.

She just wanted to explain how innocent she was, how cruel Nanbang's khaki chicken was, how tense the scene was, how explosive the plot was, and especially how amazing her second aunt's peasant woman punched three times——

"Could it be that someone wants to use this to deal with your sister Lu?"What did she say?Is there any special reaction?Did you say who instigated it? 』

After a series of questions were asked, Ai Xiaobaihua blinked: "Ma Ma, you... didn't you ask me if I was injured?"

"You shouldn't be hurt. If you were, the second child wouldn't hang up on me so easily. 』My mother is full of blame.

"... Oh. (Indifference)" Ai Xiaobaihua took off her earphones expressionlessly and hung up the phone.

You see, Ma Ma, you guessed right, I was not hurt, so I easily hung up your call——

Within a few seconds, the call came back in. Ai Xiaobaihua rubbed her face and answered again: "What happened just now? Mama, is your signal not good? Stop talking all of a sudden?"

"It's okay, it may be a problem with this phone, after all, it was snatched... cough, borrowed it. My mother changed the subject and said, "So, what does your elder sister Lu say?" 』

"Sister Lu said, 'My prayers have finally been answered, I believe so'."

"……What's the meaning? 』

My mother blamed me for not understanding it, mainly because the painting style didn’t match—when I was reading comprehension, Xuanpao Tyrant always gave the ancient lines, so I can understand it more deeply and make associations.

But now how come it becomes a sentence similar to modern poetry?

"I don't know, but I asked her, and that's what she said." Ai Xiaobaihua also looked puzzled.

In fact, these are still lyrics. In the three-piece kit, the least important thing is the lyrics.

Speaking of Jay Chou, he is also 8-line, he procrastinates when fans urge him to sing, and his inspiration explodes when his wife acts - so Ai Xiaobaihua thinks that sister-in-law can make more movies. She wants to listen to music.

Back then Jay Chou said in "The Last Battle", 'but I can't even raise my prayer hands well', but now it has become 'My prayers finally have an answer', full of dog food.

The mother was silent for a moment, said a few words to Ai Xiaobaihua, and confirmed that the Xuanpao Tyrant had nothing else to say. Then she was convinced that it was just an accident, so she hung up the phone without hesitation and went on her way.

Ai Xiaobaihua yawned again, took out her small notebook, and crossed out the first item, which was revised in a different world text.

"Death once in front of my mother will shock her for a whole year" (strike out)

"Fantasy death in front of my own mother and monsters at least once, try to shock once a year, and shock once a year" (√)

She raised her eyes and looked out of the window, picked up her luxurious row of AD calcium milk, took a sip of the milk, and exhaled the sweet fragrance with emotion: "My mother is really lucky to have such a promising daughter like me..."

……

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A construction site in Europe

My mother broke the phone directly in her hand, took out her phone card from inside, and then went out to check the situation outside.

She didn't lie to Aliya, this is really a construction site, and the sound of explosions is really the sound of building blasting.

The only difference is that the things built on the construction site are a bit special, and the explosion sound is made by herself - what was built here is an unfinished small orbital accelerator.

She used her invincible aura of the former protagonist, and finally found some information, including that a certain villain didn't just build a hadron collider under the book.

In addition to Japan, there are many other places. This kind of expensive super-large physics research equipment seems to be built on every continent. Even behind the world's largest collider project in the Republic, Can vaguely detect some abnormal traces.

But that guy has never dared to provoke the Republic, so at this stage, the Republic's collider construction plan is still stuck in the tit-for-tat confrontation of scientists on both sides, and there has never been much sign of the other side intervening.

But he didn't dare to come to the Republic, and Europe showed up diligently. If he hadn't slipped away quickly, his mother who had already grabbed his tail might not have been able to meet him face to face today.

Taking out the remote control and detonating the last high-speed explosive used for blasting, the real mother let out a long sigh of relief.

At first glance, it sounds like a waste of money to destroy such a large and expensive experimental equipment, but under the current circumstances, she thinks it is more important to interrupt the opponent's deployment first.

An orbital accelerator, which is a secret plan, is no different to the physics research community. If it blows up, it will blow up. Anyway, only the villain feels distressed.

Or how to say that the villain is conscientious, the protagonist is making trouble everywhere, and the family has spent many years building it here, but when the mother blames it, it will all be blown up.

At the corner, a security guard who was presumably stunned by the serial blasts rushed out, slapping his helmet in disgrace, trying to wipe off the dust on the helmet visor to see clearly the situation.

My mother looked at the handkerchief in her hand—she just used it to wipe her face clean, and it was dusty.

Sighing, she handed it over and made a voice of two stinging apes: "Hey."

"Ah, thank you." The man in the security helmet, who couldn't really see the situation in front of him, subconsciously took the thing handed over by the shadowy figure, squeezed it and wiped it on the mask: "How's the situation? Where's the intruder?"

He thought this was a researcher, after all, his mother blamed this Obasan's voice is not bad.

"Here it is."

"Here? Where!!" The security helmet man suddenly raised his gun, turned around in a handsome and professional tactical manner, protected his mother behind him, and looked nervously at the empty corridor in front of him.

No one, nothing, except for the fire sprinklers on the ceiling that were still pouring foam very dutifully.

The foam was very big, like the rain on the day Yiping asked her father for money, indifferent and ruthless.

My mother nodded his shoulder strangely: "here."

"where?"

The man in the security helmet turned around, and then fixed his gaze on the strange mother.

The researcher's white coat is true, but the fiery red dress underneath the white coat is a bit wrong.

The man in the security helmet rolled his throat. The red in front of his eyes was not fake, but the blood stained on the opponent's clothes was real blood.

"I am the intruder." My mother said so, and took out her gun in front of him, replaced it with a new magazine, and pulled——

"Wow--"

"I'm just a part-time worker." The man in the security helmet put down the gun hanging on his body and raised his hands: "Dear lady, the exit of the safe passage is at the end of the corridor and turn left. Although the door is closed, the password is the simplest 1234 , our head of security is a well-connected idiot who can't remember more complicated passwords."

"Thank you, how about the salary? Recently I heard that you are asking for new benefits. Did you get anything?"

Putting the gun in her hand against the opponent's chin, the mother monster walked forward, and the tall man in the security helmet was blocked in front of her like a shield.

"Um—it's okay. Although our business is a bit dangerous, the salary is still very satisfactory for now. Our boss is very generous."

The man in the security helmet spoke in a stiff voice, staggering back, sweat dripping down his neck visible to the naked eye, washing black marks one after another on his ashen neck.

"That's good. After all, if high risks can't be exchanged for high returns, it will be too bad." My mother went to the corridor and confirmed that there were no three hundred machine gunners in ambush on the opposite side, and then let go of the man in the security helmet: "You know how to do it." Right? Work injury or simple monthly salary?"

"It's a work-related injury, it's best if it doesn't affect your activities." The man in the security helmet and his mother monster reached a consensus, and said softly: "Also, my car is in the underground garage, it's a black Mustang, and the key is in the block On the sun panel... I have wanted to change the car for a long time."

"Are you left-handed?"

"No."

"Oh, hold on." My mother shifted the gun in her hand to the left, rubbed his left forearm and fired a shot at his shoulder, and a cloud of blood sprayed out from the wound, which can be described as very serious.

But in fact, she is very measured, as long as she is healthy and raised, this minor injury will be fine for a month-the other party can even go to the bar and brag with her sister that she has two more honorary medals.

But when she thought of this, she remembered that she used to have scars all over her body. If she didn't reunite with Ai Rulong back then, she might not have had inferiority complex about her body.

Who would like such a monster-like woman?

But now, her skin is becoming more and more delicate, and it looks like it's growing against the growth. If it is used to advertise skin care products, it will be suspected of excessive skin peeling.

Thinking of this, the mother suddenly thought of the Xuanpao Tyrant, and couldn't help thinking about what she asked her daughter just now—pray?respond?What exactly does that mean?

Although she had little contact with the Xuanpao Tyrant, she could tell that he was definitely an atheist.

In other words, the other party's beliefs about Blue Star all have an aura of calmness, and they will definitely not be persuaded to believe in a certain faction.

If I have to say it, she is probably the same as herself, or like most people in the country, she is also a guy who believes in ancestors...

The man in the security helmet was about to find a good position to lie down. When he saw her standing there in a daze, he couldn't help but kindly tugged at her trousers: "Hey! Ma'am, why don't you leave now? The special operations team is on the way. It won’t be so easy to leave if they stop you!”

"Oh, sorry." My mother put away her gun and said goodbye politely to the man in the security helmet: "See you next time."

"See you next time—hopefully the next time I'm getting ready to switch cars."

"I will, if possible, maybe next time we can discuss some other things including the house." The mother smiled strangely, pushed open the thick door of the safe passage, and left gracefully.

"Tsk, how charming..." After savoring the back view of his mother's monster from the perspective of lying on the ground, the man in the security helmet slammed his mouth: "You are really special lady~"

A moment later, the belated special operations team rushed in. Seeing the devastated and ruined walls, they hurriedly sent out manpower to guard, and searched for survivors, trying to obtain the latest tactical information from them.

The dying man in the security helmet was shaken awake, and immediately let out an unwilling and tragic roar: "You damn intruder—don't even think about escaping! There's no way!"

As he was speaking, he was struggling and wanted to get up, and then saw that the person coming was his own, and immediately grabbed his collar: "Grab her! She must be still nearby! Explosions... Explosions are everywhere..."

"Brother! It's all right now, brother!" A special operations team member looked at his wound with tears in his eyes, and couldn't help raising his voice: "Medical treatment! There are survivors here! Medical treatment is needed!"

"She...she left through the safe passage...she knows the password..." The man in the security helmet coughed violently: "But only our security director knows the full set of passcodes—go and ask him about his situation! He is likely to be held hostage Already!"

"I understand." The member of the special operations team pressed the communicator: "Where is the security director of the base? Have you found it?"

"Found it, he escaped from the base in the first place and is now on our side. 』

"Escape?" The members of the special operations team frowned: "No, no, he ran too fast - control him! I suspect that he has something to do with the intruders! Check!"

"clear! 』

The man in the security helmet struggled to stand up: "Give me a gun, bro, I can still fight..."

"No, there is no need to fight anymore." The members of the special operations team pressed his uninjured shoulder, extremely moved: "If you want to ask why, it's because we are here! Go for treatment with peace of mind, the leader will not treat you who are truly heroic warriors!"

"It's okay, for the leader—"

"Don't worry, brother, I understand your enthusiasm for combat. I will apply to transfer you to our special operations team. We need talents like you!"

"..."

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……

My mother lit a women's cigarette that she hadn't smoked for a long time, took a puff, and then flicked the cigarette at the Mustang sedan parked by the roadside.

Accompanied by the flames soaring into the sky, she took off her white coat and disappeared into the dense forest with the rising black smoke on her back without looking back.

She doesn't smoke, but after hearing the news that Ai Xiaobaihua was kidnapped, she was still somewhat worried, so she wanted to smoke.

But it was useless to worry, her rationality told her that everything was fine, so she needed to find out something deeper—if there was any.

Unfortunately not, but fortunately not.

It was the mother monster again in a long skirt, carrying a handbag stored in a tree on one side of the dense forest, walked to the road on the other side, and stopped a heavy truck with gestures.