After the lunch break, Bai Chunian took Bi Lanxing to observe the fighting class.

The instructor of the fighting class is a kangaroo omega. Although he is not as tall as an alpha and his muscles are not exaggerated, he is tight and handsome and full of explosive power.

Instructor Dai saw Bai Chunian, put down the fighting style, picked up the towel to wipe the sweat on his face, and came over to say hello: "Hey, finally come back to see the bear children?"

"Well, I won't come back because I'm afraid they'll turn the world upside down." Bai Chunian leaned on Bi Lanxing's shoulders and pushed the little alpha in front of Instructor Dai, "The new kid, it's not bad, take a look."

Bi Lanxing felt a little happy when he received Bai Chunian's obscure compliment.

The kangaroo omega looked at Bi Lanxing up and down, and graciously grabbed his arm and patted his leg: "Have you practiced before?"

Bi Lanxing nodded: "The school also arranges fighting classes, and my father also taught me."

"Try it, I'll see." Instructor Dai stepped back a few steps, opened a distance, and hooked at Bi Lanxing, "Go all out."

Bi Lanxing looked at Bai Chunian hesitantly. His martial arts grade was second in the school. This grade can be said to be very strong, and the opponent is an omega.

Bai Chunian was drinking water, when he saw the worried look in the little alpha's eyes, he coughed up water from his nose: "Beat it, I'll pay for it."

Bi Lanxing had no choice but to do it, but he was kicked over by Instructor Dai after only three moves, and then he was crushed to the ground with his throat locked, and there was hardly any chance to fight back.

Bai Chunian sat on the bar stool next to him, smiled with a glass of water, and asked Instructor Dai, "Can he do it?"

Instructor Dai nodded and gave Bai Chunian a thumbs up: "Yes, it's just that the response is a little slow. It's really good that the plant glands can reach this level."

"After all, m2 is divided." Bai Chunian chatted with his legs crossed. "M2 is divided at the age of 17. It's too rare. You can take him to fighting classes in the future."

"m2." Instructor Dai was slightly surprised, "to what extent?"

Bai Chunian: "I asked him to control, not as an assaulter. The melee combat requirements are not high, just look at it."

"Then it counts as your student or my student." Instructor Dai patted Bi Lanxing on the shoulder, "How do you say it's taught?"

"It's definitely still my student." Bai Chunian took a sip of water, "You're just a tool, don't think too much, I can give you the m2 differentiation, unless I have a kangaroo head."

"Go away, don't drink my water." Instructor Dai took a sip and turned to pat Bi Lanxing on the back, "Eat more, you are so thin, the wind will blow you away."

Bi Lanxing hasn't recovered from the situation of being KO'd by three tricks. You must know that even the teacher of the school's fighting class can't beat him without the ability to fight back. When he fell to the ground, he had a hunch. , you can really learn something here.

He stood upright and bowed to Instructor Dai: "Thank you for your advice."

The whole afternoon was spent in the fighting classroom. Instructor Dai helped Bi Lanxing correct his wrong habits. Bai Chunian walked around the fighting arena, randomly picking a few hapless people to check the training results.

He ordered a Nile crocodile alpha to come and practice, and the Nile crocodile alpha kept breathing deeply, nervously watching Bai Chunian sitting leisurely on the ground and wrapping his gauntlet.

Bai Chunian looked up at him while wrapping his head: "Look at what I'm doing, do some exercise, don't get cramps."

About a minute later, the Nile crocodile alpha rolled on the ground holding the painful ribs.

In fact, Bai Chunian didn't hurt him, he just used the companion ability to simulate the pain of three fractured ribs. He crouched beside the Nile crocodile and opened the roster to record the score: "Cheng Chi, right, very good. But remember What we have to face in the future is not a game, but a life-and-death struggle, attacking is not the goal, it is to kill the enemy under the condition of ensuring our own safety, so we must be calm and do not show the opponent the flaw of one-hit kill."

The Nile crocodile was so sore that he could not speak, and saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth: "Yes...Yes..."

When Bai Chunian wanted to stand up, a voice in the earphone asked, "When, practice against me."

Rimbaud had been listening.

Bai Chunian simply squatted on the ground and smiled while pressing the earphone: "I can't beat you, baby."

Rimbaud spit out a bubble: "Cooks."

"Okay, I'm a cabbage and I'm a cabbage." Bai Chunian got up and picked up the water glass, chatting and wandering to another area to check on other students.

Nile Crocodile Alpha watched in astonishment after Instructor Bai beat him to the ground, and said that I was a dish and forced me to leave.

When it was almost time for Rimbaud to work, the call between the two of them hung up.

Normally, if he was eavesdropped, Bai Chunian would instinctively feel disgusted and disgusted, but if the person listening to him was replaced by Rimbaud, he would enjoy the feeling of being accompanied.

He stared at the phone screen for a while, and suddenly remembered that there was still a message he hadn't read, so he opened the dialog box with Rimbaud and clicked on the loaded picture.

In the photo, Rimbaud is soaked in a fish tank, facing the camera, his fingertips hook up the moisturizing bandage on his abdomen, revealing a thin and cold white waist, and a jellyfish swims over with blue light and lies on his abdominal muscles. He was still puffing on the edge of the tank, writing "randi" on the mist with his fingertips.

Bai Chunian watched for a long time, magnifying each line to the maximum, looking at his jewel-like eyes and the water-soaked blonde hair.

Watched for ten minutes.

He turned off the photo and called his colleagues at the league.

When the call was connected, he first said, "If you have time, go to the president's son's school to have a look. I drove him back. I don't know if he is upset."

The colleague wondered: "This is not like your style. Do you have other things? Don't come to me with roundabout tactics and speak directly."

Bai Chunian: "You have the key to my house, right?"

Colleague: "Ah."

Bai Chunian: "Tomorrow morning when you go to work at the police station, go to my house and find a purchase invoice and certificate from the 109 Research Institute, and let the ferry bring it to me at the end of the month."

Colleague: "Are you sick? The president means to let Rimbaud go free. How can he get away with that thing? Besides, it belongs to the content of the file, and it is illegal to put it in the hands of individuals. Is the confinement room any better? palace?"