The Fallen Merman

Several helicopters of the International Police Service were parked outside the interrogation room, some police officers checked the list outside, and there were armed police and snipers standing guard with real guns.

Bai Chunian was dragged from the **** car and pushed into the building.

Besides him, there were several other subjects in the hall, but not all of them. On the way, he saw Eris and the bee pastry chef, who were escorted into different interrogation rooms or waiting rooms.

Bai Chunian was placed in a square room separated by bulletproof glass. There was only a chair with a table board. He sat on it, his hands were chained on the table, and his range of activities was very limited. Two bright and burning lamps It shone on him, and he was ignored for a long time.

He gently exhaled through his nose, wiped it with his fingers, and the chip passed in by Bi Lanxing landed on the pulp of the index finger and automatically absorbed the skin of the fingertip.

This thing can't stay in the nasal cavity for too long. If it is accidentally inhaled into the lungs along the trachea, it is difficult to take it out.

He looked around and saw that the walls were painted solemn black, and there were warning signs in different national languages, with similar meanings.

The entire island is located in the tropics, and the average temperature is maintained at around 35 degrees Celsius throughout the year. Except for the prison guards’ lounges and dormitories, the prisons have no air conditioning in the areas where inmates are active. Some fans are only installed in places where people often gather to help air. circulation.

Bai Chunian was sitting in the interrogation chair. The high temperature was irritating, and there were two blazing lamps shining on his eyes. These police officers were indeed very irritating.

However, compared to the methods he used to interrogate others, he often used lynching and interrogation, and more often he relied on these tricks to torture people without leaving a trace to get the information he wanted.

During the hour he was hanging in the interrogation room, Officer Zhang, who was in charge of the interrogation, and Du Mo were talking outside the door.

Du Mo didn't take the cigarette handed by the police officer next to him. He folded his arms and raised his chin, reminding softly, "That one is a thorn."

The police officer next to him clapped his chest and made a promise: "We, Officer Zhang, are an expert in interrogation. Who would dare to quibble with his prisoners."

Officer Zhang has a tall body and an iceberg-like face. He looks very oppressive and is determined to win this interrogation.

The International Police Agency has long been eyeing the "sow firewall", an experimental organization established by reptiles, and classifies this organization as a disaster-level terrorist organization. All the main members must be controlled as soon as possible. From the clues obtained from the investigation, Bai Chunian and them There are contacts, and I hope to get some reliable news from him.

Du Mo disagreed, took out his cigarette and lit it and took a sip: "9100, the messenger-type experimental body with a probability of 3 in 100,000 bursting out is so easy to deal with."

Officer Zhang was quite confident in his interrogation skills, and did not take Du Mo's reminder to heart. He walked through the fenced corridor with another police officer who was assisting the interrogation and entered the interrogation room. Bai Chunian was separated by a bulletproof glass wall, connected by a sound-transmitting hole and a small speaker.

As soon as Officer Zhang sat down, Bai Chunian greeted him.

"Hi, sir, the ring is good." Bai Chunian raised the corners of his mouth and looked good.

Officer Zhang wears a simple ring on his little finger. It can be seen from the appearance that it has a corresponding other half. It should be a wedding ring, and it is a small wedding ring prepared for omega. Dotted edge of white silk handkerchief.

In just a few seconds from Officer Zhang entering the door to sitting down, with a distance of several meters, Bai Chunian's eyes had already checked him up and down, and as soon as he opened his mouth to say hello, he directly poked his newly widowed on the sore spot.

Officer Zhang's cold and solemn face has lost the only warmth on his face.

"The former boss of the investigation section of the ioa spy team, as expected, is similar to the rumors, sharp and cold."

"Who, smearing my image, it's definitely not a rumor spread by ioa." Bai Chunian leaned on the back of the chair, his hands naturally crossed his fingers on the table, stretched his legs, and folded them together.

Officer Zhang asked him to state the facts of the crime, and Bai Chunian confessed to what he had done, such as blowing up the Pearl Tower against the ball.

Officer Zhang: "Since you have already joined the ioa alliance, why did you defect? ​​As far as I know, President Yan Yi has a lot of trust in you."

Officer Zhang has a lie detection ability similar to that of Dr. Samoyed in the Aphid Island Special Training Base, which is why he is known as an expert in interrogation. When the other party answers the truth, Officer Zhang can rely on the color that appears on Bai Chunian's head to judge the authenticity. .

"What you said is ugly, why did I defect?" Bai Chunian patted the table, "I didn't defect, I just made a mistake in the mission. I went to arrest Eris that day, but he was an A3-level mature experimental subject. What I did Everything is not voluntary."

In Officer Zhang's eyes, a white circle of light rose above Bai Chunian's head that no one else could see, which meant that he was telling the truth.

Another police officer lowered his head to record and asked in a cold voice: "The city surveillance shows that you have a tendency to condone the murder of the experimental body, how do you explain it?"

Bai Chunian: "I have no intention of hurting people, and I have no motive for murder. I stopped Eris from advancing to the downtown area where the crowd gathered, and led him to a closed subway station to minimize casualties."

Officer Zhang stared at him, the light above Bai Chunian's head was still white. If the aperture turns red, it means he is lying, and the darker the red, the less trustworthy.

"I heard that Rimbaud, an open agent of ioa, arrested you this time. There is a lover relationship between you, why didn't he stop you?"

Bai Chunian: "What, is that fish? How much do you think I like him? We are just friends. With so much pressure in our industry, there must be a way to resolve it, right?"

In Officer Zhang's eyes, the light circle above Bai Chunian's head changed from white to red.

Bai Chunian continued: "And he has a strong desire to control. I hate being controlled by orders, and I don't like omegas with too a personality."

The aperture is getting redder.

"How should I put it, Rimbaud arrests me because we have a long history of grudges. He hates me to death. After all, I hindered his promotion."

The aperture was completely red, and Bai Chunian looked like a fiery red angel to Officer Zhang.

Officer Zhang knew that he was talking nonsense, but he couldn't stop him, because if he was exposed, he would immediately understand that the interrogator had the ability to detect polygraphs, and he would definitely use it on the testimony, which would make subsequent interrogations more difficult. .

So the interrogation lasted for a full twelve hours, and half of the time, Officer Zhang and his colleagues were forced to listen to his reverse confession without changing their faces.

When Bai Chunian walked out of the interrogation room, he sighed softly: "Oh, I really don't miss him at all."

Officer Zhang's last bit of glandular energy was squeezed out by the fiery red light on Bai Chu Nian's head, and he was helped out by his colleagues in a vain step.

Du Mo took over Bai Chunian again, and watched Officer Zhang, whose face was extremely bad, leave, and laughed sarcastically.

"The relationship between the International Prison and the International Police Agency doesn't seem to be very good." Bai Chunian casually poked at the wall and chatted with him.

Du Mo lightly snorted: "All want performance, because you experimental subjects, tossing us seven or eight times a month, who is willing to serve. The experimental subjects occupy a seat in the prison and eat, no one visits and no guarantee, so there is no oil and water. If you can get it, there will be troubles from time to time, if it is not your duty, I want to drive you all out."

Bai Chunian laughed.

"When can I be visited?"

"You" Du Mo glanced at him, "immediate family members apply for a visit card, bring the documents, and you can do it in three months. Do you have any immediate family members?"

""

"What nonsense is that." Du Mo grabbed his forearm and escorted him back to the prison area.

While he was looking back, Bai Chunian took out the canteen meal card from his trouser pocket and slipped quietly against the wall to the ground.

The interrogation of several other subjects also ended. In the hall, the bee experimental subject "Pastry Chef" was grabbing a police officer and begging, dragging his tears: "Sir, I have confessed all, I am willing to wear a suppressor forever. , please commute my sentence, I won't hurt anyone again, I can control it, I want to open a store in a small city and live a good life."

The police officers who came to interrogate obviously could not easily agree to such a request. Because of their demeanor, they did not kick the pastry chef away. They replied to him in official words: "We will consider it as appropriate."

The pastry chef collapsed on the ground and cried, wiping his eyes like a child, not daring to cry, only to see his shoulders shrug.

Eris stood by and laughed non-stop, kicking the scraps of paper on the ground to the pastry chef, and said helplessly to Bai Chunian not far away: "My God, this is the most hopeless I have ever seen. The same kind. Die quickly, he polluted my air."

Du Mo threw off the pointer and slapped it on Eris's calf, and taught him a lesson: "Go back to your prison."

Eris retracted his feet in pain, and Du Mo's gloomy and curious eyes were attracted to him: "Sir, omegas can't be so fierce."

Bai Chunian watched the fun with his hands and reminded Du Mo: "The curse is very vengeful."

Being sandwiched between two alphas and saying that there is no sense of pressure is false, Du Mo pushed them to the armed police: "Take him back."

Then walked over to the pastry chef and bent over to pull him up. The pastry chef looked at the pointer in his hand and became horrified. Du Mo shortened the retractable pointer and patted the pastry chef on the back: "Just go back crying every time, get up, and leave."

After the armed police escorted the experimental subject out, Du Mo touched his trousers pocket and found that the meal card was gone, so he went back to the corridor to look for it. It was only a few steps away, and it didn't take two minutes.

Bai Chunian was escorted out, and there was a stalker standing beside the other **** car. He was blindfolded, his hands were handcuffed in front of him, and he stood facing Bai Chunian, his fingers slowly making small gestures, which looked like What was expressed, but Bai Chunian didn't understand the meaning, but only remembered a few gestures in his mind with superhuman memory.

After returning to the prison area, Bai Chunian once again lived a normal prison life. The prisoners in the prison area were not fixed, but alternately arranged in different places. Bai Chunian stayed in the garment factory for a month, and then When they got down, it was their turn to clean the work building.

They cannot enter the office area. The tasks assigned to them include cleaning toilets, cleaning corridor floors and windows outside the building, etc. It sounds easier than a garment factory. In fact, the work is tedious, and the inspection is strict and needs to be cleaned. There should not be a little dust in the place. If the inspection fails, not only points will be deducted, but it must be done again.

Just three days after cleaning, the supervisor said that he would need to sort out the old books by himself.

Prisoners don't like to organize bookshelves. They say it's a bookstore because he is a bookstore. The last warden likes to read books and collects a lot of old books. There are more than 3,000 books in the warehouse. The newly appointed warden respects the old warden and often asks people to clean the library, but because it has been left for too long, the books are covered with a layer of dust, and there are still books in the corners. Few mice, if you encounter a book that has been bitten by a mouse, you need to record it, and then add a new one.

Many of the prisoners here are illiterate. It is more difficult for them to write than to kill them. It is better to sweep the floor and wipe the glass.

It is enough to clean a place like the library once a year. The prisoners in the B prison only cleaned it last month, so there is no need to clean it again.

Bai Chunian thought for a while, then raised his hand, "I'll go."

The supervisor has always thought that this young man is good and has neat hands and feet, so he took him there as a matter of course.

Bai Chunian followed him to the elevator. Every elevator needs to be swiped with fingerprints. Outsiders can't use it. Many of the locks here are fingerprint locks or iris locks, so the possibility of stealing keys is eliminated. Bai Chunian never thought about it. There is no technical content in this inefficient way.

It is indeed a warehouse for storing books. The bookshelves are densely placed. The inside has been cleaned and there is no dust. The books are neatly stacked together, but they are only sorted by size. Together, the normal arrangement of books needs to be classified according to content.

This arrangement confirmed Bai Chunian's conjecture.

The last prisoner who organized the library should have been a stalker. His eyes were covered with tape and he couldn't see, so he could only arrange the books according to their size. According to the standards of sanitation, this arrangement was very neat. Acceptance is passed, but if the next sanitation check is genuine, the book will have to be cleaned up again.

The guard locked the door and left Bai Chunian alone in the library, and came back to pick him up when the time came.

Bai Chunian started to clean up from the corner, carefully arranged each book according to the content of the book, checked whether there were any missing or folded pages, and put books of the same category on the same bookshelf.

After cleaning up for three hours, he pulled out an old leather-covered book that was at the bottom. There was no book title on the cover, only some raised bumps.

Bai Chunian reached out and stroked these small round bumps. He didn't see what it meant, and thought it was a unique cover design, but he saw that the arrangement of the small round bumps at the bottom of the book number was very familiar. The normal elevator buttons There are also raised dots arranged in this shape, which are convenient for blind people to identify with their fingers.

This is a Braille book. After opening it, the English explanation is on the left, the small dots on the right are touchable, and finally the sign language pattern is attached.

Although Bai Chunian has never read Braille, it is enough to read the English explanation. This is a book for teaching sign language. The braille on the right should be a translation of the English explanation.

The gestures that Wuxiang Stalker gestured to him outside the interrogation room were probably learned from here.

According to several gestures in his impression, Bai Chunian looked for the similar ones according to the pictures in the book, and actually put together a complete sentence.

please show me his fingers and eyes

The imitation ability of Wuxiang Stalker Bai Chunian had already experienced it in the triangular pyramid hut. If he had read this book, even if he just touched the Braille with his fingertips, he would definitely be able to memorize it word for word. Like a stalker who can easily copy a library and an archive, a large number of books have been imprinted in his mind, and it is not surprising that he understands Braille.

"Please let me see his fingers and eyes." Bai Chunian pondered for a while and understood what he meant.

In fact, he didn't expect Wuxiang Stalker to cooperate so much. He just said something without basis and guarantee in his ear. It seems that this little thing really wants to see the major.

While arranging the library, Bai Chunian put the book on the shelf with one hand, and held the thick sign language book in the other hand, silently reciting all the gestures on the book.

It took about three days to sort out the library, and after sorting it out, Bai Chunian could only go back to sweep the floor and clean the glass.

During this period, a riot occurred in the heavy sentence prison. A former member of the red-throated bird stabbed the witch hazel with a tile piece that he did not know where, but was controlled in time. He immediately committed suicide with the tile piece. Was stopped and has now been dragged to the interrogation building.

The aorta in the leg of Witch Hazel was injured, but he did not die. The doctor stopped the bleeding and sutured him in time, and Witch Hazel lay on the bed for a while.

Bai Chunian was too familiar with this kind of tricks. The members of the red-throated bird who were locked inside were threatened by the organization and their family members, and asked him to kill the witch hazel to kill the mouth. It's just a matter of exchanging your own life for your family's life.

The boss of the red-throated bird is really capable, and he can stretch his hand into the international prison, which is something that Bai Chunian did not expect.

This also means that Witch Hazel holds valuable clues. If you want to get in touch with Witch Hazel, you can only get help from Elephant Stalker at present.

Bai Chunian was lying on the bed in his cell, with one hand on his head, staring at the rusty roof seeping water in a daze.

The other hand reached into the waistband of his trousers and grabbed the thing between his legs. When alpha was bored, he liked to play with his own baby, and he lost his temper while playing.

The room was small, and the other prisoners in the cell could clearly hear the repressed gasps in the corner, and they all shut up.

Bai Chunian raised his head, his breathing became heavier and heavier, the sweat from the heat and heat trickled down the rolling Adam's apple into his collar, and he repented in his mind what he had said to Rimbaud in the bathroom.

When he was in a state of confusion, he actually said something like "give me a small fish". He felt that he was poisoned by the reproductive thinking of the institute. He said such insulting words in front of Rimbaud, and now I think about it. I'm a little worried, I don't know what Rimbaud thinks, whether he will feel uncomfortable, but he won't say it because he pampers himself.

But he really wanted a small fish, and no one could control the secret desire in his heart. He had always envied the president having a family, or in other words, everyone who had a family.

Bai Chunian turned over, pulled some paper and wiped his hands clean, with the pillow between his legs, imagining that he would hold both Lan Bo and Xiao Xiaobo in his arms, and snuggle them to sleep.

After three long months, Bai Chunian has almost gotten used to the day-to-day mechanical life, and has completely figured out all the operating laws, monitoring locations, patrol routes and sniping points.

Next, you need to wait for an opportunity to intersect with the Elephant Stalker.

But I didn't expect that early this morning, the discipline opened the door and called him: "s9100, someone is visiting."

Bai Chunian was refreshed, but thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this item was not arranged in his plan.

Inexplicably, he was escorted into the visiting room. There was a bulletproof glass and a telephone in front of him. There was a round stool in front of the stage. Bai Chunian sat on the round stool and fiddled with the phone and the glass. If someone comes over, ioa should be able to get a visit card.

The electronic watch on the wall beeped, the door outside the glass opened, Bai Chunian looked at the door, and something quickly climbed in.

Rimbaud held a portfolio in his mouth, climbed from the door to the wall, and then climbed along the ceiling to the bulletproof glass, sniffing everywhere, trying to find a gap to get in.

"The family member can't get too close to the glass." The police officer outside quickly pulled him down and pressed him on the round bench. "There is only half an hour to visit, so don't overtime."

Rimbaud brushed off the bandage wrapped around his arm, raised his eyelids slightly, "I see, back off."

Police officer: ""

Bai Chunian was stunned: "How did you get in?"

"Zhengdaguangguang swam over, and then climbed in." Rimbaud took out a visit card from his portfolio slowly.

Bai Chunian was at a loss because he couldn't feel it through the glass. The ioa alliance should be qualified to visit, but it must be a work permit, not a visit permit.

"Yan Yi said that according to human law, only immediate family members can visit you." Rimbaud flipped through the portfolio again, "I asked him what immediate family members are, and he told me to have this."

He took out a set of marriage certificates from his portfolio.

Bai Chunian's eyes straightened after seeing the red face, and his mouth opened wider and wider: "No, this, can someone do it if I'm not present?"

Rimbaud held his chin in both hands and said, "That's what the bureau that issued the certificate also said. I took out a gun, and he said yes, of course it can be done."

The author has something to say