He took out a set of marriage certificates from his portfolio.

Bai Chunian's eyes straightened after seeing the red face, and his mouth opened wider and wider: "...No, this, can someone do it if I'm not present?"

Rimbaud held his chin in both hands and said, "That's what the bureau that issued the certificate also said. I took out a gun, and he said yes, of course it can be done."

Chapter 124

Bai Chunian couldn't help reaching out to take the two red-skinned notebooks, and his fingertips slammed against the glass with a muffled sound.

"Let me take a closer look..." Bai Chunian stretched his neck and pressed the tip of his nose to the glass, looking a little funny on Lan Bo's side.

Lan Bo held up two notebooks and swayed from left to right and right to left in front of the glass. Bai Chunian followed behind the glass and stared from left to right, right to left.

"Don't move, open it and take a look." Bai Chunian sat in the back in a hurry, and Du Mo was watching him and couldn't stand up.

Rimbaud opened the first page for him, and there was a red 囍 under the stenciled photo. Although they had never taken such an official photo, the technical department must have a solution.

Rimbaud showed him the second page, with their names listed on it.

"It's so beautiful." Bai Chunian touched the pages in the book through the glass.

Rimbaud felt a little distressed when he looked like this, and he put his webbed hand on the glass and asked, "I heard you thinking about me a few days ago, Ziwei is very hard, I heard your breathing, and I was there that night. Do it with you, can you feel it. I can break this glass with one punch, do you want to come with me?"

"Don't talk about it." Bai Chunian put his handcuffed hands in his hair, trying his best to suppress something that came out.

He didn't shy away from what he said, and all the guards could hear what he said. The armed police at the door drew their guns, and Du Mo also watched them vigilantly.

He saw a white tail squeezed out from the waist of Bai Chunian's trousers, hanging from the back of his buttocks and wagging. It didn't look like a dog's tail. After thinking about it, he remembered that when he registered the species, the file was written as white. lion.

Du Mo rolled his eyes and cursed secretly in his heart.

Bai Chunian focused on chatting with Rimbaud, put a hand behind his trousers silently, and stuffed the ontology features that appeared accidentally because he was too excited into his trousers. I can't see Rimbaud on the other side, no shame.

These two obviously didn't see Du Mo as a human being.

Du Mo lowered his head, boredly poked at the wall as a light bulb for the two of them, and secretly sent a message to the four-person discussion group on the electronic screen of the walkie-talkie under the countertop: "I have served, if I am guilty, the warden You can punish me, instead of letting me serve this alpha who is wagging his tail and drooping his ears behind the glass, listening to them say blocked words here."

Mochan: "It's still the one with the surname Bai? How long will he stay? Will ioa not come to bail him?"

Bell Bird: "Eris in my cell is also difficult to handle. I will stumble and fall when I pass by his cell. Because of him, my husband didn't get the number when he bought a car, which made me mad."

Sea spider: "Someone came to visit Eris today."

After half an hour of getting bored, Bai Chunian watched Lan Bo reluctantly leave.

Du Mo stepped on the round stool beside him, stretched and shortened the telescopic pointer in his hand boredly, and snorted coldly: "He didn't bail you out, I thought you were about to get out."

There is a bail system for experimental subjects in international prisons. Only for experimental subjects, qualified organizations can show the purchase invoice and holding certificate of the experimental subjects, and pay a huge bail money, because the experimental subjects are identified as "weapons". Not a free person, as long as they are held by a legal organization, they can be exempted from prison supervision. After that, if the experimental body causes damage to the society again, the holding organization will be punished.

"I have immediate family members." Bai Chunian didn't have time to pay attention to him, and left the visiting room humming a song.

Du Mo had to keep up, as long as he was in prison for a day, he couldn't let his guard down, he was always a ticking time bomb.

When he came out of the visiting room, he happened to meet Eris face to face. Several prison guards were holding him, but he could not control the excited Eris. As soon as Eris saw Bai Chunian, he shouted to him happily: "Brother, I am There are also people visiting! He wants to bail me, I am so happy, I am sorry, brother, I didn't mean to leave you, but he is the person I like more."

"Oh, congratulations." Bai Chunian gave him a thumbs up, "I got married too, just now."

"Wow!" Eris pointed at him exaggeratedly with both hands, "You're so cool."

The two of them slapped each other in the air, and Du Mo's teeth hurt.

Du Mo took the pointer and poked him in the back: "Don't linger, go quickly."

On the way, Bai Chunian asked casually, "Who bails Eris?"

Du Mo shook his head: "He is not under my control."

Back in the cell, Bai Chunian wandered around the room for a while, before he digested the happy events of the day, so that he couldn't help rushing up to send a wedding invitation when he saw a person.

After Rimbaud left the International Prison, there was a ferry to pick him up, but after he got on the boat, he jumped into the sea from the window and swam away.

Lu Yan and their helicopter were waiting for him three kilometers away from the island.

The helicopter hovered over the sea, overlooking the blue sea, a mermaid flashing bright blue light loomed from the water, and the floating blue jellyfish followed him.

Lan Bo jumped out of the water, Xiao Xun, who had been hanging on the spiral ladder in advance, reached out to him, and after holding each other's wrists, the helicopter took him away from the island.

On the helicopter, Bi Lanxing took a dry towel and put it on Lan Bo's dripping hair. Han Xingqian asked, "How is it?"

"He typed a string of Morse code for me." Rimbaud carefully checked whether the file bag wrapped with the waterproof membrane was wet, and read out the letters one by one. Han Xingqian wrote them down on the notepad in order.

It's a long phrase, "one-way see-through film".

Lu Yan: "One-way see-through film? Is it the kind that sticks to car glass?"

Bi Lanxing: "It should be specially made, and one side needs to be completely opaque."

Han Xingqian tapped on the paper: "I can do it."