Bai Chunian took a deep breath and exhaled: "I can't tell you."

"Randi is cute." Rimbaud gave a harmless smile.

Bai Chunian parked the car next to an abandoned factory building 200 meters away from the seafood processing factory in the port. He asked Lan Bo to get out of the car first, and sat in the driver's seat and closed his eyes for a while.

He was clutching the real AC medicine that was exchanged in his pocket, and wanted to give Rimbaud an injection immediately.

But this thought was only a moment's struggle in his mind and then extinguished. Bai Chunian took out a tube of inhibitor from the drawer, bit off the needle cap of the syringe, and curved his forearm into the vein.

A stinging pain from the blood made him particularly awake. He leaned on the headrest and rested for a while, waiting for the restlessness in his blood vessels to pass before getting out of the car.

When the estrus period is approaching, the body becomes extremely sensitive, and even the mind is extremely fragile. Bai Chunian dislikes the feeling of not being able to fully control his body, but he has no choice.

He pushed open the car door, and Rimbaud sat bored on the hood and waited for him, the fishtails curled together like a human cross-legged. The sky was completely dark, and there were no street lights around. Rimbaud sat hunched over, playing with the lighter he took from his pocket. The lighter is in the shape of a skull with its mouth closed. The thumb opens its closed jaw, and green windproof and cold flames emerge from the skull's eyes, reflecting Rimbaud's side face brightly.

Bai Chunian held the car door and stared at him, suddenly walked over, took the lighter back from his hand, then raised one leg and knelt on the front cover of the car, bowed his head and kissed him.

Alpha's breath has the smell of his pheromone, and the pheromone of the beast's glands has its own irritability and aggression. Even the pheromone to appease is an aggressive force to appease, even if he tries his best to act like a clingy kitten , the nature engraved in the gene cannot be changed.

"You don't...don't do this." Bai Chunian held Lan Bo's face and forced him to kiss him, "I don't want to go to prison."

From Rimbaud's point of view, with the alpha movement, the black hair swept down his cheeks, his eyebrows and eyes became deeper in the dark, and his black eyelashes were thick and long. He did grow up and became much better looking than when he was a child.

Rimbaud was sluggishly aware of a feeling of loss.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Bai Chunian's arm tightly, his sharp claws penetrated deeply into Alpha's skin.

"You always hit me hard." Bai Chunian let go of his kissing mouth, opened his lips slightly, and licked off the saliva with the fragrance of white thorn roses on the tip of the tiger's teeth. He didn't move, he didn't scold or even avoid Rimbaud's injury, the left arm was opened by the nails to expose three flesh and blood wounds, and then healed as before.

"If it only reaches this level, you can punish me according to your mood." Bai Chunian pulled him off the hood of the car, held him with one hand, and walked forward slowly, "But don't be too ruthless, I get infected."

Rimbaud held his neck in a daze, and the understanding ability of the experimental subjects during the incubation period was not enough to support him to accurately analyze his emotions.

On the way to the seafood factory, Bai Chunian communicated with the technical department in a low voice: "It is determined that the target enters the port seafood factory, the task has been completed, whether to evacuate."

The technical department sent the pictures uploaded by Bai Chunian from the glasses to the top management, and Han Xingqian also participated in it.

After playing part of the video, the high-level officials sought Han Xingqian's opinion, because this mission was an application initiated by him, and he had a say in the follow-up action.

Han Xingqian was sitting in the conference chair. He came from the laboratory, his white uniform was still on, and he twirled the pen between his fingers. After thinking for a while, he said, "My opinion is to go directly to the factory, check the seafood cold storage, and make sure they plan to inject. Types of experimental subjects for ac enhancers so that we can estimate their next purpose."

Bai Chunian: "Visually, there are many members of the red-throated bird in the factory, which may be exposed."

Han Xingqian: "It doesn't matter, since the potion has been dropped, there is no need for special concealment in the follow-up. Instead, they will think that it is normal to be hindered."

The top officials of the alliance accepted Han Xingqian's suggestion and sent Bai Chunian the second task of "Inspecting the Factory Cold Storage".

"Received." Bai Chunian turned off the communication, led Lanbo up the overhead, and entered the seafood factory through the vent.

This seafood factory has been in the export business for a long time and has a good reputation for quality. Bai Chunian stood on the elevated overlooking the cargo ships at the wharf. The employees were already loading the goods and passing through the cold storage. Now they are almost guaranteed to be caught when they go to check the goods.

The red-throated bird attaches great importance to this operation. In addition to the employees of the factory itself, many armed mercenaries are also arranged to patrol and guard the factory.

The seafood factory has three floors. The first and second floors are opened up to form a large open space. The middle partition divides different functional areas, from the salvage and reception area, the cleaning area, the processing and pickling area, the canning area, and the loading area. In the district assembly line operation, iron ladders and iron frames are installed on the edge of each floor three meters away from the ground, which are convenient for quality inspection and inspection, and people can walk on it.

On these iron frames, a group of mercenaries patrolled in all directions at intervals, and each mercenary had a weapon in his hand.

Rimbaud lay in the gap between the fan blades of the vent and quietly looked at the entire factory, roughly judged the number of mercenaries, and said softly: "Only, more than seventy, mercenaries."

"But we only have two." Bai Chunian bit his lip and glanced at Lan Bo's fish tail, "Well, 1.5."

"And I don't even have a pistol." I didn't apply for a weapon in the pre-task, and now I don't have to go back to get it.

Bai Chunian glanced at the topography of the factory, and drew a few routes in his mind, "Do as I say."

Lan Bo followed Bai Chunian up and down, moved to the edge, fell directly into the seafood truck waiting to enter the factory, and got into the large plastic seafood tank full of sea fish.

Bai Chunian flexibly climbed to the top of the elevated, with both hands outside the ventilation window ten meters above the ground, and commanded Rimbaud's actions through the communicator.

Rimbaud landed in the seafood basket and quickly buried himself with live fish.

Bai Chunian: "How is the situation?"