Although Xiao Tung had completely determined that Bai Chunian's true identity was an experimental subject, the two of them were not shy about talking in front of him, which made Xiao Tun a little surprised, and subconsciously wanted to step aside to avoid suspicion.

Unexpectedly, Bai Chunian suddenly turned his head and raised his two hands to open his mouth to him. Since he was an alpha of a beast, his teeth were still very obvious when he opened his mouth.

Xiao Tun had a question mark on his face, and the frequency of wagging his tail slowed down.

Han Xingqian hummed.

"Yo, aren't you afraid of me?" Bai Chunian put away the weird posture just now and played with the gun in his hand boredly, "That's enough. I don't want too much now."

"I'll go to Jingjing." Bai Chunian pressed Xiao Tun's head, "Brother Han is very good, it's not an old-fashioned critic, you can talk about it. He just likes dogs very much. Fortunately, you're not a golden retriever, otherwise he would have hugged you long ago. Kissed, he especially likes to watch the puppy wag its tail, um..."

Han Xingqian picked out the gauze ball in the medicine box and pressed it into his mouth: "Go and bandage the scaled part of Rimbaud."

Bai Chunian left, Xiao Tung crouched on the ground and hugged his knees and looked at him. He also looked at Xiao Tun and couldn't help but explain: "...that time it was just a small talk."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Xun watched him wagging his tail.

Bai Chunian watched the casualty situation, the rescue operation was well organized, and there was nothing to help him, so he walked back to find Rimbaud in silence.

Rimbaud was sitting on the rooftop of a high-rise building, with the blue fish tail hanging outside the building, looking up at the twilight sky, beneath which was the turbulent water slapping the reefs.

Bai Chunian climbed up, crossed his legs and sat next to him.

"looking at what?"

"A dead star." Rimbaud raised his chin and gestured to a corner of the sky, where a meteor passed by.

"Actually, it has been dead for a long time, and its light has only come through now, so we can see it."

Rimbaud: "Why?"

Bai Chunian: "It is written in human books that their scientists are very powerful."

Rimbaud: "Humans are the least romantic creatures, and it's not surprising that they would say that."

Bai Chunian: "But I think what they said makes sense. Calculated according to the speed of light and the distance of the stars, it is indeed the same as what they said."

"No." Rimbaud held up his hands, and a puddle of water rose slowly in his palm, containing the shadow of the sky, "All dead things will return to the sea, I picked up the bodies of many stars on the bottom of the sea."

"You mean starfish?" Bai Chunian gestured, "The one that can be used to cook hot pot on the five horns sucking rocks?"

"Yes. There are also many horns, just like the stars."

Bai Chunian: "The stars seem to be round, right?"

"There are many horns."

Bai Chunian: "Because you are a deep-sea fish with poor eyesight."

"No." Rimbaud seemed to be convinced that he was right, and said seriously, "Everything will be reborn in the sea."

"Don't starfish die too?"

"Because they have returned to their original places, the sea is only temporarily sheltering them who are homeless."

"Will he do that?" Bai Chunian took out the pink glass beads compressed by the pastry chef from his pocket and looked at the light.

"certainly."

On the other side of the rooftop was the turbulent sea. Bai Chunian sat silently for a while, then finally straightened up and threw the glass beads into the sea.

Rimbaud stared at the insignificant wave that the glass bead knocked on the sea: "This is also a piece of evidence, shouldn't it be handed over to the headquarters?"

Bai Chunian: "He gave me an extra piece of cake, and I can also write an extra inspection for him."

Rimbaud: "I remember you don't like cake."

Bai Chunian: "Yes, but that's expensive for him."

The glass beads weighed a thousand jins in his pocket, and when they were thrown into the sea, Bai Chunian felt relieved.

"Saving the world, I think too much of myself, I can't save anyone." Bai Chunian looked down at the palm of his hand and rubbed the blood, "We will all die, so there may be no need to do great things. "

Rimbaud raised his eyebrows: "I won't die, and I'm the king of the sea clan, isn't that great enough?"

"...Okay, you're great... Anyway, it took me six years to accept the fact that I'm not great, and it took me six years to realize that I can do it without breaking the law."

Rimbaud suddenly raised the tip of his tail: "What a surprise, I thought you didn't exist more than five years old."

"..." Bai Chunian didn't think so, frowning and was about to squeeze out the "Chuanzi" pattern, "Don't interrupt, I can't be happy now."

"Be happy. In the sea, no one will really die." Lan Bo spread out his hand, and the water in his palm reflected the glass beads that Bai Chunian had just thrown into the sea. The glass beads were sent by him into the deep sea and fell into A giant white butterfly shell, the shell began to secrete nacre, and around it grew pink gorgeous coral.

"Ah." Bai Chunian was stunned for a while, then looked at it in surprise.

Rimbaud rolled his eyes: "Those clones of you, as well as the white lion cubs that died in Port M, were planted by me in the sea, and I could hear every breath."

Rimbaud's heart is the heart of the sea, and everything grows in his breath.

Bai Chunian suddenly hugged his waist and pressed his cheek into his neck: "You are really amazing."

In the early morning, Bai Chunian was standing in the corridor, waiting to meet the warden on behalf of the ioa special team. Rimbaud should wait for him outside the glass.

No one slept last night, and Du Mo also stood beside him with dark circles under his eyes and bloodshot eyes.

Bai Chunian looked more relaxed, put his pocket in his pocket, and touched Dumo with his elbow: "If you get fired, you can come to work at ioa."

Du Mo was not in the mood to talk to him. There was a major security accident in the prison. All the guards on duty could not escape punishment, and even the warden might resign as a result.

The door to the office opened, and the warden called them in.

Bai Chunian walked in calmly, and he put on his suppressor again. The previous chip was a decoder. As long as it was pasted on the electronic screen of the suppressor, it would be unlocked within three seconds without damaging the suppressor. device.