Eris raised the loudspeaker on the helicopter and pointed the gun at Bai Chunian: "You betrayed your companion and deceived me. You approached me with a purpose from the beginning."

Bai Chunian was at a loss for words: "Of course, I thought you knew? Weren't you released on bail? Why did you come back?"

Eris snorted coldly: "Bail is bail, I don't want to be released voluntarily, I just want to escape."

He turned to Du Mo, who was hiding behind the car, and made a funny face: "Little prison guard, this is the pointer I gave you back."

Bai Chunian noticed that the helicopter was driven by a blonde alpha. Although he was wearing sunglasses and a headset, Bai Chunian could still recognize his appearance based on the outline of his face.

Consistent with the photo in the wanted notice issued by ioa, he is the "puppet master" mentioned by Eris, who worked for the red-throated bird, and has been missing in recent years.

"Bai Chu Nian," Eris shot at his feet, "I like a violent world more than an orderly one, I just like the strong to be respected by the blood and flesh and unreasonable, and I don't like a group of weak people using their own creations. The rules bind me, and see, I'll make the world the way I like it."

Eris stuck his tongue out at them, raised his scarlet lips and smiled grimly: "If you stand on the side of the humans, you are dead."

The helicopter turned around and took Eris away.

Volume 5 Double Thinking Silk Afterword

Postscript (1)

The witch hazel was seriously injured. After the diagnosis, the professors of the Medical Association decided to temporarily return the spider silk mummy to him and let them live in the same observation ward for a period of time before they began to guide the witch hazel to communicate.

The doctors carefully pushed the mummy into the observation ward. The witch hazel, who had been hiding in the corner with his knees, suddenly stood up, rushed to the mummy, carried him down, sniffed the smell, and then hugged the beloved mummy and hid in the corner, spitting out spiders. Silk replaces the outer soiled silk cocoon of the mummy.

"Brother." Witch Hazel hugged him, silently resting his chin on the mummy's shoulder.

Three days later, when Yan Yi came back from out of town, the first thing he did was to visit the witches. Bai Chunian happened to be there, so he came with him.

Witch Hazel still refused to communicate with anyone, and closed his heart deeply in a small cocoon room, holding the mummy in a daze every day.

Bai Chunian opened the curtains a little to allow sunlight to filter in through the gap, and turned around and said, "Actually, he has already matured, and he can understand what we say, but you have seen it, and that's the way it is now. "

"Don't force him." Yan Yi took off his coat, walked to Witch Hazel, sat down, and tentatively stretched out his hand.

Witch Hazel raised his head blankly, his hair was still a little curly, his face was white and soft, and he had a very well-behaved appearance, even if his eyes had a metallic color, it wasn't scary.

Yan Yi touched his cheek: "Wen Chi."

Hearing his name, Witch Hazel trembled, and carefully pressed his cheek to Yan Yi's palm.

"Huh? There is actually a reaction." Bai Chunian also came over.

"Shh." Yan Yi reached out and brought him over, his knees touching the ground, "Wenchi, come here."

Witch Hazel sluggishly placed the mummy against the wall, then slowly moved towards Yan Yi and hugged him.

"Good boy." Yan Yi patted his back lightly, "Don't be afraid."

The witch hazel was close to him, clinging to him obediently, sniffing the scent on his body, and going out for a long time.

"President." Witch worm seemed to recognize a familiar person from the smell, and suddenly buried his face in Yan Yi's neck, murmured to him, "Brother is gone."

"Brother is gone." He burst out suddenly, tears streaming down as if he couldn't close the gate, "He became a star with Mom and Dad! I hate stars!"

Yan Yi lowered his head and whispered to comfort him, releasing a gentle sweet pheromone.

Bai Chunian rubbed the high-level pheromone next to him and stretched his waist. He had long known that the president was usually cold and selfless, but he was actually very gentle in private, and the pheromone also tasted soft toffee.

But looking at an unfamiliar experimental body, the president was hugged in his arms to comfort him when he first arrived, and Bai Chunian felt a little uncomfortable.

"The president knew him before?"

"Well, I had a relationship with his brother when I was young." Yan Yi sighed, "It's a contradiction, but the child is innocent after all. At that time, he was just in elementary school, and he couldn't understand the contradiction between adults."

"Oh."

Yan Yi stayed with him in the ward for a long time, and told Bai Chunian a lot of his youthful past.

If it weren't for the president's words, Bai Chunian really couldn't see it. Uncle Jin is such an alpha who loves his wife. He was so hard-headed when he was young. Being able to live well up to now, the president really loves Uncle Jin very much.

"Be good, I'll see you tomorrow." Yan Yi touched Witch Hazel's cheek, "This brother will come to see you too, don't stop talking, don't make your brother sad."

Witch Hazel raised its head, looked at Bai Chunian with watery eyes, and nodded.

Walking out of the ward, Bai Chunian muttered in a novel way: "Hey, it's not a loss to be a big brother when you came here."

"Aren't you Lu Yan's brother too?" Yan Yi smiled, patted his head, and went to the meeting with the document.

Bai Chunian raised his hand and touched his head, stunned in place for a long time.

Postscript (2)

The next day, Bai Chunian and Lan Bo came to visit the witch, the witch was unfamiliar with them, but because the president taught him yesterday, he did not show any resistance.

Bai Chunian made a magic trick for him, put the handkerchief on his hand, then quickly took an apple from behind and stuffed it in, and then lifted the handkerchief, an apple appeared in his palm.

Rimbaud applauded expressionlessly: "wa, Big Stomach Popperfield."

Witch Hazel: "..."

Postscript (3)

On the third day, Xiao Tun came to accompany him.

The two looked at each other silently, Witch Hazel took out a sweater needle, knitted a sweater while spinning silk, and knitted a pair of gloves for Mummy and Xiao Tun each.

Postscript (4)