The Fallen Merman

It was cloudy and dark early, and the street lights on the narrow streets were not yet on. Only the star lights hung from various shops illuminated. Most of the lights from the stars could only illuminate a place in front of the shops. The street was still dark, coming soon. In the evening, many shops closed early. The security of this street was very poor, and theft and robbery occurred from time to time.

The graceful woman walks slowly in the dimly lit street. The peacock green satin cheongsam wraps her exquisite figure. She holds a handbag in one hand and a delicate feather fan in the other. Her curly hair is curled up. , a black veil hangs down from the small satin hat on her head, looming over her slightly sickly pale face.

The high heels stepped lightly on the ground, and the whole narrow street reverberated with this confusing sound.

Qi Shenggu saw a few swaying figures appearing in the dark in the distance. A few hooligans were sitting on the stacked abandoned cargo boxes, whistling meaningfully at Qi Shenggu. Some people even unbuttoned their pants in the dark. Staring at her squintingly, he solved his needs vulgarly with his hands.

They deliberately release alpha courtship pheromones to harass, beautiful women are the rarest thing here, and they have no morals at all.

Qi Shenggu snorted lightly and walked past them. A drop of turbid white viscous liquid splashed onto the hem of Qi Shenggu's cheongsam. The gangsters said a few obscene words, and then burst into laughter.

Qi Shenggu raised a small white velvet fan to cover his mouth and nose, and glanced at them with a frown.

The obscene laughter came to an abrupt end.

The man who unbuttoned his trousers was horrified to find that the things between his crotch were missing, and he screamed in disbelief. People were attracted by his screams, but they found that their flesh was also swiftly moving away from him. fading from the bones.

In an instant, there were only a few skeletons and bones in different postures left on the cargo box. The breeze blew, and the bones turned into snow and drifted away silently.

Qi Shenggu walked into the puppet shop at the end of the narrow street, and the glazed macaw on the hanging wood in front of the door let out a distant cry.

The puppeteer is sitting at the workbench, wearing black half-palm gloves, and is applying makeup to the head of a doll, falling toner on his dark brown leather apron with buckles, the doll's head and face Red blood and bluish capillaries are lifelike.

Seeing Qi Shenggu entering the door, the puppet master didn't raise his head, the work in his hand didn't stop, he just replied lightly: "I'm back."

Qi Shenggu took out an ancient copper key from his handbag, as well as a series of documents such as forged passports and ID cards, and threw them on the puppet master's workbench, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Knicks, I thought that You have something serious to do by sending me to Canada."

The puppet master laughed: "Where is it not serious."

"You have the money to buy an entire castle, and the forged documents are not leaking. Why do you have such financial ability to hide it?"

"After so many years in the red-throated bird, I always want to get some benefits, and I can't work in vain. I didn't cover it up. Didn't I give you all the keys?"

Qi Shenggu coughed a few times: "You didn't want to leave until you sucked the red-throated terrorist organization from the inside out."

"These are not important anymore." The puppet master asked, "How is it, is it okay there?"

"Very well, the castle is now like an experimental kingdom, your puppet servants take good care of the little ghosts who are still breastfeeding, and some mature bodies have combined with each other to give birth to offspring... My My head hurts."

The puppet master smiled: "It's good."

"I'm tired." Qi Sheng sat down on the sofa wearily, "I thought it was just a whim when you asked us to go to the IOA to **** the experimental subjects...cough...you told me that I could see many companions in Canada...that is, those larvae And the little ghosts in the breeding period? What's the use of collecting them? These experimental subjects are not high-level, and without the supply of nutrients, they cannot grow into powerful mature bodies."

"I like it. You can do whatever you want if you have money."

"What do you like about them?"

"Innocence and gratitude." The puppet master put the doll's head in the box to dry, and leaned on the back of the chair to rest, "Beings like you have long lifespan, strong physical strength, low emotional quotient and high IQ, simple thinking, and are not easy to get sick and die. , and almost no infighting, why don't we let such creatures become the main body of terrestrial life?"

Qi Shenggu was speechless for a moment.

Nothing seems to be bad.

"Is this your selfishness when you rescued me from the Bernard Pharmaceutical Factory?" asked Qi Shenggu.

"Well, the emperor crocodile told me that you met at the training base, and I'll rescue you by the way. But I didn't expect to meet the divine envoy electric ghost that day. What was originally a simple thing became very troublesome."

"That's it? You're too confident. Not all subjects are what you like."

"I gave you such a boring task, and you have finished it. Sitting here now, didn't leave, didn't start with me, isn't it enough for me to like it?"

"you…"

"I'm back!" The back door of the puppet shop was kicked open, Eris came back with a shotgun, sat down on the puppet master's workbench, and squeezed the matte paint bottle, "Oh, Miss Peacock. also."

The puppet master reluctantly put away the things on the table.

The sprite, holding the big hourglass, walked in behind Eris and closed the door.

"Knicks...I, got it, the IOA president's schedule...he, is going..." The sprite was still in the nurturing stage, and when he was talking about Ai Ai, Eris became impatient, so he simply said for him: "Yanyi will go next week. There is a meeting in Westminster, and this time we will definitely have to pick up the matter of the discontinuation of the experimental body of the Institute, and it is a private plane. Shall we go and blow up the plane?"

The sprite was robbed, and the curly hair on his head was messed up by Eris snoring. He was a little aggrieved, and he held the glass hourglass and stopped talking.

The puppet master took a piece of candy from the drawer and gave it to the sprite: "I know it was you who investigated."

"Yeah." Xing Xing took the candy, put it in his mouth contentedly, and said vaguely, "Knicks, I... Elevated to, M2 level... I have new abilities..."

"Oh? What is it?" Very few experimental bodies were raised to M2 level during the incubation period.

"Yes... Attribute swap..."

Sprite Hourglass M2 level differentiation ability "attribute interchange", can make the flame flow, the water burns, the wind extinguishes the fire, and the non-toxic becomes highly poisonous.

"Great." The puppet master gave him another candy. The sprite obediently took it, and cherished it with both hands.

"Pretend to be pitiful and be good." Eris was a little unhappy when he saw the silly expression on the sprite, and reached out to grab all the candy in the puppet master's drawer and stuffed it into his pocket.

The puppet master looked at Eris: "How about the thing that asked you to investigate?"

"I'm staring at the research institute as you said, it's not that the IOA is doing things in it, I have passed the news of them sneaking into the Greyhound family to the research institute, but they still managed to blow up the pharmaceutical factory and put the tannin In order to save money, the research institute will focus on destroying a large number of experimental bodies, the number is very large, at least 30,000."

The puppet master's brows gradually wrinkled: "Time and place."

"It should be in Red Fox City, just this month." Eris hated Red Fox City very much, where the nightmare started.

The computer on the coffee table suddenly lights up, indicating that new mail has been received.

The email was a scanned copy of an anonymous report letter, which simply and concisely read: "The 109 Research Institute will centrally destroy a batch of experimental subjects on the 18th of this month at the Huaerhua Pharmaceutical Factory in Hongli City."

The inscription in the email is "Love launch biubiubiu", and the IP cannot be found anyway.

The puppet masters knew at a glance that this was a deliberate message from IOA. They received an anonymous report letter, but they didn’t want to use manpower to risk the truth. Not rashly.

It seems that IOA is still worried about the last time they robbed the experimental body. At the same time, they also discovered that they are unusually attached to the experimental body. This idea is likely to be thought of by Bai Chunian. He is so vengeful that he will not easily let go their chance.

The puppet master was also a little hesitant. The abilities of the experimental bodies that were centrally destroyed were not too strong, so the strength and number of the guards should not be too outrageous, but if this is a trap, they are not many people, and it is very likely that the trouble will outweigh the gain.

But the number of 30,000 made the puppet master very excited. After all, the current warden of the International Prison is in the same group as the IOA. The proposal that Yan Yi brought out at the international conference this time is very likely to pass. Once the proposal is passed, the future Within a year, the research institute will stop producing experimental bodies, and it will be difficult to obtain any experimental bodies in the future.

Eris couldn't think of so many long-term things, and slapped the shotgun barrel and loaded the bullet: "Wait, isn't it just a group of experimental body cubs, I'll get it back for you."

"Hey." Qi Sheng leaned on the sofa lazily, fanning himself with a small fan, and had nothing to say.

The puppet master shook his head: "I'll think about it again. Go back and rest first."

Qi Shenggu stood up and walked out the back door with a handbag and high heels.

"Go, go, and you go too." Eris lifted the stupid sprite from the bench and pushed it out of the door. He squeezed a hand through the crack of the door: "My...hourglass..."

"Let's go, it's really in the way." Eris picked up the hourglass and threw it out, smashing the petite sprite several steps away.

The puppeteer closed the computer, picked up the unfinished doll's head, and continued to trace. No headlights were turned on in the room, only the three-pronged candlestick on the coffee table was burning with a faint flame. The off-white table lamp only illuminated a small area of ​​the workbench. The puppet master lowered his head to work, and the light reflected on his side face.

Eris sat on the bench beside the workbench, stabbed the gun on the ground, lying on the table watching the puppeteer apply makeup to the doll, the light flickered in his eyes as he blinked.

"Why don't you leave?" the puppet master asked.

"I'm not sleepy, I don't want to sleep." Eris said lying on his stomach.

"If you really decide to go this time, it might be dangerous. You might have to leave here after the operation. Do you want to go?"

Eris scratched his hair: "I don't know. Go if you want. You can't do it without me. I'm your messenger." .

The puppet master shook his head: "Forget it, I won't ask you. If you don't have anything to do, go and help me throw away the garbage. I don't want the stuff in the sack in the corner."

"Oh." Eris readily agreed, jumped up from the stool, and went to the corner to pick up the dust-stained sack, which contained the limbs of some dolls, which had not yet been polished and painted.

"No more?" Eris picked out a forearm from inside, "Isn't this pretty good."

"Burned. Some have cracks, some are broken, some are the wrong color, some have been left for a long time, and the weather is wet and moldy."

"Um..." Eris picked up the sack and went out through the back door to find the garbage heap and threw it away.

The puppeteer continued to put makeup on the baby's head, and doing this kind of work allowed him to completely calm down and think about things.

After a while, Eris pushed the door back and sat back on the stool. This time he pulled the stool much closer and sat next to the puppet master.

The puppet master thought he was in the way, looked up at him, and then froze for a moment.

Eris' light green eyes looked at him mournfully, and the corners of his lips drooped into a downward bracket, but he was essentially a doll, without sophisticated tear ducts, and would not cry like a human.

The puppet master laughed: "What?"

"I don't want you to put it in a sack and throw it away," Eris said.

"Why did I throw you away?"

"I don't know. I think you'll throw me away when I'm old and moldy."

"I've oiled your body, but it won't get moldy."

"Ah." Eris felt much more comfortable.

The puppet master silently applied makeup to the doll until late at night. It was dark outside the doll shop. Eris was sitting on the ground leaning against his legs, with his head resting on his knees and sleeping soundly.