The Fallen Merman

That same morning, Yan Yi didn't go to work either. He kept watch on the computer at home and kept an eye on the news headlines until the first news about the burning of the cultivation base in Hongli City appeared. Saying that the extreme weather thunderstorms that occurred once in a thousand years in the early morning were the root cause of the bombing of the cultivation base, Yan Yi stretched his shoulders and told the technical department to keep an eye on the media reports and closed the computer.

Lu Shangjin takes a rare vacation, leaning on the sofa to watch TV news, and various news stations are also reporting major events in Hongli City.

"..." Lu Shangjin took a sip of water, "This kid, he went off to do something big without saying a word. When I brought him back, you insisted that he was a secret agent. Look, he can cause trouble just like our rabbit balls. He has such a careful mind to follow me early in the morning to learn how to run a company, and the talent is wasted."

"Follow you to learn how to hide a knife in Vanity Fair's illusory and Wei Shexiao, he is indeed a little infected with your temperament." Yan Yi poured a glass of milk, sat next to Lu Shangjin, and Lu Shangjin put his arm around his shoulder: "That's a bad thing to say, I I really like to hear it.”

"But it's true that Rimbaud's experience is difficult for that kid to accept. If you want to come to Xiaobai, who also came from a training base, he may suffer no less than Rimbaud. But after all, he violated the rules this time, what are you going to do?"

"I'm still thinking about it." Yan Yi stared at the picture of the ruins collapsing after being burned down in the news, "But someone has to do this, even if it's not him, it will be a secret agent. It's just that his methods are too cruel, and he must I can rest assured when I grind my heart."

Lu Shangjin laughed: "I'm doing very well here. The research institute's goods should not be able to go out for a while. The experimental body consumes a lot of resources, and production reduction is inevitable. Sooner or later, they will start to sell. In addition, the red raccoon breeding base has been wiped out, making it worse, nibbling is more uncomfortable than swallowing a whale, Ailian should have already realized it."

In the afternoon, Yan Yi went to the bathroom to take a bath, Lu Shangjin called Lu Yan, and only got in touch after several transfers. He hadn't seen each other for several days, and he was always panicking.

Yan Yi's cell phone on the table rang, Lu Shangjin stopped by while on the phone and took a look, and found that the sender was actually Lan Bo.

"What are three broken." Lu Shangjin clicked on the picture and looked at it.

The photo is quite dark. Xiaobai was lying on the bed in a coma, with no clothes on. His face was covered in red and bleeding wounds. It was neither a scratch nor a gunshot wound. Good guy, it was Rimbaud who gave him a beating. .

"I'm talking," Lu Shangjin picked up the phone and went to the bathroom, "Look, your son was beaten by a fish."

Yan Yi stretched out half of his body and glanced at it, frowning.

In the evening, it rained heavily outside the house, making a popping sound through the glass window. Although the curtains were only half hung, there was no sunlight outside the window, and the bedroom was dark.

Lan Bo was lying on his side, with his hands on the alpha's head in his arms. Bai Chunian was sound asleep, and his even breathing was gently sprayed on his chest, warm.

He picked up the ends of Bai Chunian's hair that was hanging around his neck, and found that there was a circle of marks on his neck that were slightly darker than other parts of the skin. Logically speaking, the Dead Sea Heart Rock collar was not tight, and should not be worn to the skin. degree, then the only possibility is that from a certain point in time, Bai Chunian needs the collar to limit the number of energy overflows.

After discovering that Bai Chunian had left the apartment in the middle of the night, Lan Bo received a call from Yan Yi, asking him to come to the headquarters to meet and discuss with him overnight.

Yan Yi turned the computer to him, and played a video from the beginning. The video was muted and blurred, leaving enough decency for Rimbaud, but as a party, Rimbaud knew at a glance what the video was recording.

Yan Yi said that Bai Chunian had seen this video. It was at the beginning of June, but Duan Yang only explained this. Bai Chunian was very smart. Duan Yang couldn't even say what day Bai Chunian planned to do it.

If it wasn't for Rimbaud who went around the back room in the bedroom and found a calendar dated by Bai Chunian, Bai Chunian might have really fooled everyone's eyes, and no one could tell this. He did it because there is no evidence.

Yan Yi originally planned to send secret agents to intercept Bai Chunian, but Yan Yi also knew that if Bai Chunian really planned the whole plan carefully, no one could stop him. If there was a conflict with the IOA secret agents , even if he wants to keep Xiaobai at that time, it will be impossible.

Therefore, Yan Yi told Rimbaud all the stakes, and it was most appropriate for him to bring Xiaobai back.

Lan Bo looked down at Alpha's unsuspecting sleeping face squeezed into his arms. The scar on his face was still a little swollen. He had carefully looked at this face many times. Gao, he often pinches it to get taller, and the cat's eye that goes up is his favorite, it doesn't look easy to tame, but it's tame.

Because alpha likes to stick to him and express love in his ears all the time, Rimbaud misunderstands his love a little, because believers ask for something when they express their worship to him.

The fish in the sea begged him for reproduction and survival, the kinsmen asked for health and beauty, the human beings asked for a good harvest, and the sailors hoped to avoid sea disasters.

"What do you want." Rimbaud lowered his head and approached him, his lips pressed against his forehead.

After a while, he sat up from the bed and looked down at his tail.

There are thousands of scales on the fish tail, and he has never examined each piece since he was born, but the sirens of all dynasties have such a distinctive scale. When Ren was born, the previous one would retreat into the deep sea and no longer appear, leaving only a scale on Mermaid Island to commemorate the fact that he once led this group.

The slender fingers rubbed along the scales, and the scales passing by the fingertips lit up with blue light like being lit up. Still flickering, like never going out.

"Oh, there really is." Rimbaud put his nails in the gaps of the scales, tilted it up, and pulled it completely down the edge where it joined the flesh. Usually he is quite sloppy and rough in his work, but this time he was very careful.

However, this scale grew so strong that Rimbaud failed to pull it out after several attempts, so he squeezed the edge of the scale with both hands and slammed it.

The scales came down, but Lanbo's entire fish leaned back and slammed Bai Chunian, who was already sleeping on the edge of the bed, onto the floor.

It was too painful, Rimbaud bit his lip without making a sound, and pressed his fingers on the bleeding fish tail to relieve the pain. He ignored Bai Chunian for a while, and it took a while for the pain to subside.

He turned his back to the edge of the bed, and after heaved a sigh of relief, he looked back. Bai Chunian was not on the bed. He was squatting on the edge of the bed, revealing a pair of eyes peeking at him, and his plush ears were stuck on his head as if he had made a mistake.

From Bai Chunian's point of view, it was after he fell asleep that Lan Bo became more and more angry the more he thought about it, and he finally got up and beat him up just now that he couldn't bear it any longer.

Rimbaud: "What are you doing?"

Bai Chunian whispered, "How dare I speak."

"Here." Lan Bo handed a scale and stretched it out in front of Bai Chunian.

But what Bai Chunian saw first was his scaled tail. He stood up, climbed onto the bed and touched the slightly swollen edge: "It's all bald, what are you doing pulling it out?" He got a little saliva from his mouth, Apply it to Rimbaud's slightly bleeding wound.

"You stand up." Rimbaud grabbed his arm and asked him to retreat under the bed and stand in front of him.

He was wearing only a pair of black boxer pants, and the scars on his body were dazzlingly red on his white skin. Bai Chunian put his hands behind his back, no matter what Lanbo wanted to do to him, he never resisted.

Rimbaud's fingertips hooked his trousers waist and tugged it down, revealing the skin of his crotch, where he also had the name he engraved before.

"Don't move." Rimbaud supported his leg, pressed his thumb on the thin varicose lower abdomen with cyan blood vessels, found a suitable position, and inserted the end of the scale into his skin.

Bai Chunian hissed cold air, but Lan Bo didn't stop and pushed the scales inward until the scales were completely submerged under the skin, and then the wound healed, covering the scales inside.

He could feel a foreign body in the shape of scales when he touched his skin. When he moved, the scales would rub against the muscles inside, but miraculously it wouldn't make him inflamed, and the wounds on his body had a tendency to heal.

"This is not erotic." Rimbaud kissed the skin and said softly: "No wonder you are reluctant to leave the land. Love is attractive, I feel it."

"I'm like a Christmas tree you decorated." Bai Chunian looked down at himself. However, mermaids do have the habit of decorating things. They attach beautiful conch and butterfly shells to their favorite things, and inlay gems on the walls. Mermaids always dress up their favorite things (including their spouses) carefully, and then compare with each other, so Alpha mermaids look better than omega mermaids.

"But I still want that collar." Bai Chunian sat on the bed and squeezed Lanbo's fingers lightly, "Give it back to me. I know I was wrong."

Rimbaud pursed his lips and fell silent.

Bai Chunian looked at him in despair.

After a while, Bai Chunian got up from the bed, picked out a piece of clothing from the closet and put it on.

"I'm going to admit my mistake to the president and apologize in person, and he should fire me." Anyone who tells such a big lie will be guilty. As early as a few days ago, Duan Yang secretly told him that the matter had been exposed, and the president had grasped it. After the ins and outs, Bai Chunian did it resolutely. He was already mentally prepared to give up everything, even though it was painful.

If the president sent someone to arrest him, he would be more relieved, but he did not expect that Rimbaud would go to Hongli City alone to find him. It shows that the president's attitude is not decisive, but instead makes Bai Chunian feel even more guilty.

Bai Chunian walked out the door, and was suddenly stopped by Lan Bo.

Rimbaud raised his hand and threw the Dead Sea Heart Rock to him.

Bai Chunian caught the rock and stared blankly at Lan Bo.

"Although you are wrong, this is the first time someone has defended me like this, and I seem to have received treatment." Rimbaud stared at him, and rolled his eyes vaguely: "Thank you."

Bai Chunian didn't expect Lan Boken to come to the door with him to admit his mistake. He stood outside the door of the president's villa and hovered his fingers on the doorbell for a while, and Lanbo directly rang the doorbell.

The doorman asked who they were with the walkie-talkie, and Rimbaud replied, "You don't care." Being willing to press the doorbell and walk through the front door was the greatest respect Rimbaud showed to Yanyi.

After a while, the door opened, and Lan Bo's fish tail rolled up the gate and fence, and gently pushed Bai Chunian.

Bai Chunian closed his eyes and walked in bravely. Rimbaud quietly followed him and crawled along the wall.

It was Yan Yi who opened the door. Bai Chunian stopped outside the door, bowed his head slightly, and said sincerely, "President."

Yan Yi glanced at them both: "Is there anyone?"

Bai Chunian was stunned, and immediately shook his head: "I paid attention to it when I came here, but no one noticed."

"Um."

Uncle Jin was also in the reception room. Although his face still barely maintained a gentleman's demeanor, his eyes were already looking at Rimbaud with great dissatisfaction, and Rimbaud was not afraid, and returned a look that you should be full of brilliance when I came to my humble house.

They didn't sit here for too long, and Yan Yi didn't leave them. He only asked about some urgent needs and asked them to leave as soon as possible.

Before leaving, Yan Yi gave him a task book and explained: "If you act without authorization, you will be punished. But remember, on the 24th, you were volunteering at the Seaside Fishing Festival in Aphid City, and you have never been anywhere else. ."

Bai Chunian's voice was a little choked: "Yes."

At this time, Lan Bo had already gone out. Bai Chunian turned to go out, and heard Yan Yi whispering behind him, "There is an IOA behind you, what are you afraid of?"

Bai Chunian forgot how he got out of the guild leader's house, his footsteps seemed a little erratic, he had already walked a long way, suddenly remembered something and stumbled back, hiding in the shadow of the corner, facing the guild leader's house, raised his right hand The palm of the hand is placed on the left chest, and the special team salutes, symbolizing that there is no weapon in the hand, and my heart is loyal.