Lan Bo threw the rest of the jellyfish into the fish tank, and put his cold fingers under Bai Chunian's vest to caress the tight abdominal muscles: "I want to... lay eggs in you."

"But you only get to be fucked." Bai Chunian squeezed his chin with some force, "Little fish."

He's only two hundred years old, so he's still a baby at the stage of human growth.

"Hmm..." Bai Chunian came up with a good idea. He left Rimbaud and went to the passenger pigeon's house for a visit, and brought back a small and cute stroller.

He picked a baby hat out of it, put it on Rimbaud's head, put a pacifier in Rimbaud's mouth, put a bib around it, and took the whole fish out and stuffed it into the stroller, covering it with a little quilt.

Perhaps Rimbaud can be transported into the Ocean Park like this, and then Bai Chunian himself will play the role of a father who takes a baby to visit the park.

Rimbaud obediently leaned on the quilt, his blonde hair and blue eyes made him look like a little angel in a famous European painting.

Just looking at the upper body is still concealed enough, but Rimbaud raised the tip of the three-meter-long thin tail that was dragging on the ground, and blinked to ask what should be done if the tail couldn't fit in.

Bai Chunian squatted down, tied a Chinese knot to the thin tail and hung it on the stroller as a decoration.

The stroller collapsed and lost two wheels. Rimbaud ate the pacifier, the three small shaking toys hanging in front of him, and the two dropped wheels.

Bai Chunian later found a wheelchair, and Rimbaud had a thin blanket on his lower body, playing the role of a poor disabled omega in the welfare home, while Bai Chunian wore an inconspicuous coat of a volunteer nurse.

In the green passage of Ocean Park, the security inspectors asked for a disability certificate. Bai Chunian took out the forged disability certificate from the technical department from his pocket and handed it out. He pushed the black-framed round glasses on his face. He dressed like that kind of study. Very good high school student, pure, enthusiastic, and stay.

After the security check, they reached out and handed it back to Rimbaud.

Rimbaud raised his chin slightly, glanced contemptuously at the documents handed back by the security guard, and said in a low voice: "noliya bigi, tuo hanes. (Irregular human, use both hands (hand it over).)"

Security check: "sorry? can you speak english?"

Bai Chunian quickly took the documents back and put them in his pocket, and pushed Rimbaud in his wheelchair into the Ocean Park.

Chapter 65

At the same time as entering Ocean Park, Bai Chunian, after swiping the ID card specially made by the technical department, seemed to accidentally touch the face recognition screen at the entrance, and pasted a transparent disc only the thickness of a mobile phone film on it. above.

Soon, the inside of the black-framed glasses that Bai Chunian was wearing showed the image of every tourist who passed face authentication.

The micro-image transmission device is a patent of the Union's technical department. As long as the micro-reading sheet is pasted on the screen, the image content of 0.5 square meters centered on the reading sheet can be read and transmitted to the receiving terminal. For example, on the black-rimmed student glasses worn by Bai Chunian.

This time, Chen Yuan, a researcher at the 109 Research Institute of the mission goal, lost his omega in a serial car accident many years ago, and the child was also paralyzed in the lower limbs. , Bai Chunian needs to first judge the time when Chen Yuan entered the park.

After the glasses were debugged, Bai Chunian pushed Lanbo in a wheelchair and led him into the venue with the crowd.

Next, the members of the red-throated bird organization who came to trade with him must be found before Chen Yuan.

The members of the terrorist organization "Red-throated Bird" are all over the world. It is said that the Red-throated Bird is different from other mafia. It is known for its strict discipline and has a huge mercenary resource. The whereabouts of their boss is mysterious and unpredictable. Bird's boss is a retired soldier, and it has not yet been determined which army he came from.

The business lines of the red-throated bird are also all over the industry, and most of the financial paths are on the gray edge, ranging from drug trafficking, smuggling, human trafficking, to arms and mining. The discussion in the black market has skyrocketed year by year, and the red-throated bird saw the opportunity and wanted to take a share of this biochemical chaos before the manufacture and sale of experimental subjects were banned.

Every member of the Red-throated Bird will have a bird tattoo with a red neck on its body, which is easy to identify, but it is also easy to be blocked. Besides, the Ocean Park is crowded with people, and it is not easy to find someone in the vast crowd.

"It is estimated that the people of the red-throated bird will be very cautious. Let's go for a walk first to avoid suspicion." Bai Chunian pushed Rimbaud's wheelchair and followed the tourists into the gate.

Rimbaud comfortably played a disabled omega who lost his legs in a wheelchair, covering his lower body with a small brown blanket and wearing a cat-paw sweater that Bai Chunian bought for him.

Rimbaud sneered at the other clothes hanging in the store, but he couldn't walk when he saw the pink cat-paw sweater on the mannequin. He pulled the plastic mannequin out of the store and put it on the checkout counter.

There were pink fur balls on each side of the hat of the cat's paw sweater. Rimbaud liked them very much and kept pulling them in his hands until the hat of the sweater became tighter and tighter and wrapped his head in it.

"Be good, be obedient, do as I say, don't run around." Bai Chunian lowered his head to help him tidy up his hat, and pushed him into the undersea tunnel. The undersea tunnel was made of arched glass and covered with transparent glass under his feet., people walk in it, surrounded by the blue ocean from head to toe.

The thickened viewing glass is sparkling, and colorful sea fish swim in groups above their heads.

When Bai Chunian turned back to pick up a performance schedule, he didn't even see Lan Bo with a wheelchair.

"Fuck, I'm a fish." Bai Chunian was looking around with his student's schoolbag on his back, and out of the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of Lan Bo gnawing at the glass in front of the big scallop.

The large scallop under the coral opened its mouth, and the soft and fresh milky white scallop meat swayed in the shell. Rimbaud held on to the glass persistently and stared at it.

Bai Chunian walked to his side and saw that Lan Bo's saliva flowed into a line.

Alpha squatted down and lifted the corner of the blanket to wipe the corner of Rimbaud's mouth: "As for it? Did I abuse you at home?"