Bai Chunian looked closely at Rimbaud's peaceful and clean sleeping face, and couldn't help feeling sleepy. He temporarily forged a thin chain from the collar around his neck, put it in Rimbaud's hand, and then curled up his head. Buried in Rimbaud's chest and fell asleep. The light fragrance entered the lungs from the breath, as if the whole person was relieved.

Hugs and stroking comfort him more than zuo love and kisses, to the point of skin thirst.

Rimbaud put his hand on his head and rubbed it. His hands were so soft that they fell on his head like petals when stroked.

"You haven't slept yet?" Bai Chunian asked.

"Well, coax you." Rimbaud said sleepily.

When Lanbo woke up the next morning, the left half of the bed was empty. Bai Chunian probably went to work and left a breakfast on the dining table.

Rimbaud picked up a piece of toast and climbed back to the bedroom, where the arsenal room next to the bedroom was locked at this time.

In the past, Bai Chunian never took precautions against him, and the arsenal was only locked when neither of them were there, and Lanbo was not interested in the contents at all and never went in.

However, Xiaobai's abnormal performance made Rimbaud feel strange. He climbed along the ceiling to the slide rail of the wall of the secret room, the fish tail stretched through the gap, found the independent switch, and released a strong current to short-circuit the switch.

The combination lock lights up green, and the wall of the secret room slowly moves away.

The arsenal is no different from before. There are some scattered drawings on the table, and there are two photo frames, one of which is the photo of Xiao Bai and Yan Yi Lu Shang Jin when he was awarded the Free Bird Medal of the Secret Service Team, and the other is the new photo. Put it up, a selfie photo of the two of them.

The drawings didn't look any different. The drawings that showed the location of the building were put away. Rimbaud couldn't understand these complicated lines, so he looked elsewhere.

There was also a small one-page calendar on the table, the kind that was torn one page a day, Rimbaud flipped through it, and accidentally found a page with a red stroke with a cross.

The handwriting was very deep, and it penetrated the following pages, leaving scratches that were vicious, as if they had been drawn with an extremely deep hatred.

The crossed-out page is June 24, more than 20 days from now.

There was no note on the calendar, and Rimbaud didn't know what special events he had planned that day.

"..."

Rimbaud put things back in place, locked the secret room door, and went to the living room to watch TV.

In the evening, Bai Chunian came back from IOA and went directly into the bathroom from the porch. It took 20 minutes to come out, and he used the scented shower gel that he bought earlier. Bai Chunian still disliked it when he bought this bottle of shower gel. It's so fragrant.

After Bai Chunian took a shower, he opened the bathroom door wearing only a pair of shorts, with a towel draped over his head.

Rimbaud rolled up on the door handle, and as he opened the door, he slowly floated up to him and ate the towel on his head like he was sucking noodles.

"..." Bai Chunian took a step back, slammed the back of his head against the door frame, and gasped in pain, "What are you doing?"

"I heard you take a shower and eat. It turns out that you like to count the barbs on your cock alone in the bathroom, so how many are there?"

"Hey me, don't, fuck me." Bai Chunian pulled Lan Bo off the doorknob, threw it on the sofa and pressed him on the sofa.

The TV in the living room has been turned off, and the evening news will be broadcast as soon as the time is up.

"Hello everyone, this is "First Time". At about 4 o'clock this afternoon, a serious experimental accident occurred in the cultivation base of the 109 Research Institute in Hongli City. A researcher was trapped in the incinerator due to an operation error and was driven away. The colleague who came rescued him, but the rescue failed and he died..."

"Tsk tsk, how pitiful." Bai Chunian raised his head to look at the TV, and said expressionlessly.

Rimbaud could barely identify the internal facilities of the cultivation base: "It is the cultivation base we have been in."

"What did you do?" Rimbaud asked.

"Huh?" Bai Chunian was still kneeling on top of Rimbaud, and the white lion's ears twitched, "I don't know, what bad things can I do?"

"..." Rimbaud stared at him blankly, he was shot in the heart, and he forgot the news at once.

Chapter 166

In the past ten days, there seems to be an inexplicable increase in the news of people dying unexpectedly on TV. The police also noticed something and launched an investigation. All clues have proved that their deaths were caused by accidents, and there is no trace of homicide. It can only be ruled out. He might kill.

However, there are also experienced and veteran police officers in the police station. After investigation, it was found that the only thing that these deceased had in common was that they once worked in the training base of the 109 Research Institute in Hongli City. The first person to leave was a salamander alpha. Three years ago He was transferred from the training base and was working as an obstetrician at Hongli City Hospital before his death.

Due to the lack of further clues, the police's investigation is currently at a loss. Although it is intuitively recognized that someone is behind the manipulation, it is still impossible to start. If it is really homicide, then the murderer's anti-investigation awareness is a bit terrifying. Solving so many people in a short period of time without leaving any clues is not something that ordinary terrorists can do.

Generally speaking, if there are obvious trajectories between the dead, it cannot be a random terrorist action, then a violent game that is not a murderous maniac can only be a vendetta. Officer Zhang began to investigate suspects with motives, starting with their friends and family.

Zhang Ling, a police officer of the International Police Department, came to Aphid City to seek cooperation with IOA for this case, and also met with Bai Chunian.

Officer Zhang once interrogated Bai Chunian when he was in prison. At that time, the fact that Bai Chunian completely used his words to play with his polygraph ability still made Officer Zhang brooding, so when he saw him, he naturally had no good face and was still cold. With a square face.

Bai Chunian leaned on the back of the chair, put his hands in front of his lower abdomen, and stretched his legs together, and replied with a calm expression: "Since it is not a terrorist, then the investigation department of our special task force can't help. Officer Zhang went to the Union Police Station to meet him. Take your luck."

Officer Zhang raised his small, sharp eyes to examine Bai Chunian, trying to read something from Bai Chunian's body movements and eyes, but Bai Chunian was also an expert during the interrogation, and he couldn't reveal anything. An attitude that is unfavorable to oneself.