I am a god in script killing

Chapter 149 Doomsday Wailing (19)

"How do you know there is a secret room compartment here?"

"Don't talk so much, hurry up."

Bo Jun and Mu Lin returned to the research center and went straight to the data recording laboratory.

Mu Lin was confused at first, until Bo Juan roughly kicked open the display screen on the wall, pressed up and down on the wall, and a small piece of the wall suddenly sank.

Immediately afterwards, a password key is flipped out, showing the input of a twelve-digit password.

Bo Jun pursed his lips, and pulled Mu Lin away: "Come here."

And then it morphed into the very first conversation.

"It's not easy to play with. Can you take a break and masturbate for a while, and don't talk?"

Mu Lin felt that Brother Jun was fooled by that punishment robot.

Not only was there too much talking, but it was even more incomprehensible.

But the habit of laboring him really hasn't changed.

It doesn't matter to Bo Jun, anyway, she is not as good as Mu Lin in terms of statistics, so sitting next to her and masturbating is just fine.

"Fuck, this thing is really hard to handle."

Bo Juan listened to him but stared out the window. Although it was hidden here and there weren't many people, it didn't mean there weren't many polluting species.

"Ow~"

The little white tiger was a little hungry, couldn't help but let out a cry, and rubbed the back of Bo Jun's hand.

Bo Juan touched the little white tiger's deflated belly with his palm, and frowned: "Mu Lin, are you alright?"

"You can you up."

Mu Lin didn't reply: "Don't rush."

Bo Jun let out a "tsk", and suddenly thought of something: "You try a combination code, the combination of the day when the virus transformation plan was announced and the day when the laboratory was established."

"Huh?" Mu Lin raised his head and began to enter the password while talking, "Are you sure? We only have two chances."

"Talking about integrity," Bo Juan said with a smile in his eyes, and raised his jaw slightly: "Stop being wordy."

"Yeah, I think I'm long-winded again," Mu Lin hurt her, but he had already finished entering the password, "If the confirmation is wrong, you will take over the next job."

Bo Jun ignored it.

"drop."

After confirming the key, the combination lock lights up green, and the wall cracks with a sound, and the passage is turned inward.

"Oh," Bo Juan tilted his head, "it's open."

"...You are so yin and yang."

Mu Lin put away his things, and entered the secret room one step ahead of Bao Jun.

Bo Jun first looked at the situation outside the window, the sun was about to set, and it was surprisingly cold today, so there was a high probability that he would stay here tonight.

There are quite a few survivors, why didn't they come back to take shelter from the cold?

All gone?
No, even if the population is sparsely populated, it cannot be without any polluting species and survivors.

I didn't meet any of them, but it seemed that they were deliberately disposed of.

"Brother Jun," Mu Lin's voice came, "we do have weapons and supplies! Come in!"

Bo Jun restrained himself and wanted to go in with Bai Tuanzi in his arms.

But the little white tiger suddenly raised his ears, raised his head and quickly got up and lay on Bo Jun's shoulder, staring out of the window vigilantly.

Bo Jun paused, stood at the door and didn't go in, but didn't look back.

"It's not dirty." Bo Jun was silent for a moment, then reached out and rubbed Xiao Baituan's head, "Don't be nervous."

"Ugh..."

The little white tiger's voice was suppressed in his throat, immature but calm and fierce.

The cubs born by the white tigers in the experiment were really different in their reaction ability and vigilance.

I thought it was a pampered little white tiger.

"Good boy," Bo Jun tilted his head and pressed against its head, sighing softly, "Bai Tuan, good boy."

Baituan's ears moved, and the furry hairs slowly smoothed down, and even licked Bo Jun's fingers.

And when Bo Jun entered the secret room, the boy by the window walked silently to the place directly opposite the door, his blue eyes were suppressed with impenetrable emotions, and he looked dangerous and gloomy.

(End of this chapter)