Chapter 122

Because of Christmas Eve, everyone also gets a small piece of dessert at dinner, and it's only two days of the year that prisoners can have a little fun with the food.

The pheromone stained on the snack is the same as that at noon, with a faint strawberry smell.

Bai Chunian became interested in its maker, holding a plate and saying to the dining window, "I want to get an extra piece of strawberry cake."

The dining window is also separated by a dense iron fence, and the prisoners are responsible for cooking and serving the meals.

Bai Chunian bent down and looked in from the meal window. A round-faced omega was looking at him through the window with the same posture. He wears a pastry chef's white hat and sanitary sleeves, and a white apron. His cheeks are crimson, and he looks clean and soft. His eyes look special. The dark red eyes have no pupils and are completely arranged in delicate hexagons. formed like the compound eyes of insects.

He has the prisoner number "s-218" hanging on his chest. In order to distinguish it from ordinary prisoners, an "s" will be marked before the number of the experimental subject, which is the abbreviation of special, 2 for worm-shaped glands, and 1 for 10% mimicry (eyes). ), and 8 represents the infectious-type ability.

Since it has the ability of contagion and can work in the back kitchen of the cafeteria, it means that this ability will be controlled by the suppressor, or it will have no effect.

On the day of the afternoon tea at the Shaojin Mansion, the reptile mentioned to him that one of their members could not bear the pressure of being wanted and turned himself in. He was locked up in the international prison. He was a bee omega, that is, the No. 218 "Pastry Chef".

The pastry chef also saw the number "s-9100" on Bai Chunian's chest, and was slightly surprised, looking around like a thief, then secretly took a piece of strawberry cake and put it on Bai Chunian's plate, raised his finger on the plate. His lips sighed: "Only one more piece, for you to eat, there will be none this year."

"Thank you." Bai Chunian said.

His voice is also very sweet, and his body exudes a clean strawberry smell. Unfortunately, most of the subjects do not trust ioa. If the pastry chef surrenders to ioa, the president will definitely take him in.

Bai Chunian returned to his seat with a dinner plate, looking at the cake worried. Originally, cats are not very sensitive to sweets. He doesn't like sweets that much. Only one piece is fine, but two pieces are too much.

However, just a few minutes after he left the meal window, the bee omega was caught by the discipline. Because the meal has a fixed number, it is illegal to give more privately.

The supervisor raised his fine pointer and beat his hand, and deducted one point from the name of the bee on the list.

That Xiao O was so wronged that tears welled up in his eyes. After the discipline left, he squatted in the corner with his right hand in his hands. His hand was very painful when he was beaten by the electrified pointer, and a red mark floated on the back of his hand.

In fact, all experimental subjects will be injected with combat data, but due to their innate personalities, there will always be such weak freaks. Some are so soft that they can't support the wall and are directly incinerated and destroyed by the research institute. As a target and fodder for powerful experimental subjects.

With a character like a pastry chef, it's not easy to survive in the research institute. Even if he doesn't escape, he will be eaten by other experimental subjects in the cultivation stage sooner or later as nutrients to impact the maturity stage. It is indeed like he can do this kind of surrender. of.

Bai Chunian looked at him from a distance with an expressionless face, swallowed the cake in front of him in a few bites, and then used the small soft plastic fork he was equipped with to reach into the hem of his clothes and stroke it hard.

The cutlery in the prison has strict regulations. It cannot be too sharp and has the potential to hurt people. This kind of inferior plastic fork is very soft.

After the prisoners finished their meal, they were taken back to the cell. When passing by the dining window, Bai Chunian threw a capsule the size of a small fingernail in his palm to the pastry chef sitting in the corner.

The pastry chef received the capsule, with tears in the corners of his eyes looking in the direction the thing came from. Bai Chunian avoided the guard's gaze and made a smear gesture to him as he passed by the blind spot of the surveillance camera.

The pastry chef clenched the capsule in a daze, seeing that no one was around, squeezed the capsule in the palm of his hand, and the liquid inside flowed out, melting the capsule shell, and seeping into the blood on the back of his hand.

The wound healed quickly and disappeared quickly.

"It's medicine... How did he bring it in...?"

Back in the cell, Bai Chunian climbed directly onto his bed. His position was high and in the corner. If others didn't come up, he would not be able to see his movements at all.

He hid himself under the thin and hard bedding, and touched the lower abdomen with his fingertips, where he had just repeatedly cut a shallow wound with a plastic fork, and followed this position to the left about two knuckles. , Bai Chunian pressed it hard.

There is no foreign body sensation at this position, but after pressing it hard, there will be a slight feeling of the container breaking in the body, and a liquid medicine seeps into the body.

As the liquid medicine was absorbed by the body, the left eye injured by the gunshot wound under the bandage quickly recovered a large part.

The subcutaneous invisible healing agent that Han Xingqian prepared for him was placed in the body in advance. The liquid was filled with pheromone of the callus gland, which could quickly heal the trauma by pressing it.

The capsule was designed and developed by Han Xingqian for human agents. The capsule shell can be melted quickly and can be used without traces. The types of medicines inside can be changed according to needs. Moreover, this special capsule cannot be scanned, and the average human body can withstand two capsules.

Callus medicines are not a precious thing in the Alliance Medical Association, but Bai Chunian has never used them, and kept his injured left eye until the prison, and then slowly treated.

He looked at the calendar on the wall and counted the time in his heart.

Three days later, in the early morning, before dawn, he was washing by the sink. The guard opened the cell door and knocked heavily on the heavy iron door: "s-9100, come out."

Although he had been away from the institute for almost four years, Bai Chunian was still sensitive to this number. He raised his head, wiped the cold water on his face, put away the toiletries, and followed the discipline out.

Du Mo stood outside waiting for him, with a string of handcuffs hanging from his fingertips.

Bai Chunian took the initiative to reach out and asked him to chain his hands. Du Mo kept a high degree of vigilance when he handcuffed him. Bai Chunian looked down at him like a bird that would be frightened at any time. He bent his eyes and asked softly, "Is it my turn finally? The police station. The speed of the interrogation is a bit slow, is it stuck in the transportation and added security links, how can I escape without so much effort."