Sirius Little Bun

a sound.

"Okay, let's go take a look later."

The little head suddenly turned up, and the attitude turned 360 degrees, "Ma Ma, do you want to have a papa?"

Wen Bin pursed his lips and despised him, "I want to, I really want to!" As a qualified earthling, I have to go and see if he has done any evil deeds that endanger the earth and mankind.

"Wow!" The little ghost immediately took Wen Bin's hand happily, smiling innocently, his two little ears were shaking and shaking, and his vitality was boundless.

"Okay, let's go see your dad first, and then go to the supermarket to buy food!"

Going back to the bedroom to get the lottery numbers written by Carson last night, put a hat on the kid's head, and the two went out.Downstairs, I saw the landlady wandering around with nothing to do. Wen Bin led the little ghost around a corner, avoiding her and leaving quickly.

It rained heavily yesterday, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of soil. Passing by a lottery branch, Wen Bin touched the number in his pocket and walked in without hesitation.The old man who sells lottery tickets is playing chess alone, and when he sees Wen Bin come in, he greets him familiarly, "The young man is here again."

"Here is Dongfang Six Plus One," Wen Bin took out the number from his pocket.The little devil was always curious about everything he saw, so he couldn't help holding onto the low counter with his two little hands to look in. His long and thick eyelashes flickered like two small fans.

"This kid is so cute, blue eyes, he must be of mixed race," the old man squinted his eyes while holding the lottery ticket and praised the little devil beside him with a smile.

"...Uh, yes, hehe, you have seen it all."

"Yeye." The little ghost frowned, and shouted two words crisply.

"Hey, this kid is really sensible, did he come out to play with his brother?" While Wen Bin was taking money from his pocket, the old man stretched out his big rough palm to pat the back of the little devil's head, and then squeezed the fat-like little boy. cheek.By the time Wen Bin noticed it, he had already touched it. What was amazing was that the old man's demeanor did not cause any electric shock, and the little devil only instinctively hid back without getting angry.

"Yeye, this is my papa," the little ghost pulled Wen Bin's clothes corner with his small claws, and immediately corrected him with a crisp and loud voice.

The old man was stunned for a moment, "Yo, grandpa's eyesight is so clumsy that he didn't see it, hehe."

The little ghost smiled, showing two small canine teeth, and his face was full of complacency.

Wen Bin glanced at him suspiciously, took the lottery ticket and immediately dragged him out. Judging by his face, he might start introducing family members in the next second!

Eh, no!Just called my dad again.

Wen Bin raised his eyebrows and touched the little devil's head, and taught earnestly, "This father's name is not bad, but it would be even better if he could be called a godfather. It's fate to know each other. These behaviors are a bit unbearable, but godfather still likes you very much."

"Dry..." The little devil mumbled and turned his head to look at him. He scratched his ear in the hat with a small hand, thought for a while and said firmly: "When you see a woman talking to Ma Ma, you should call Ma Ma Ma Ma. When a man talks to Ma Ma, he should call Ma Ma Baba."

"What do you mean?"

The hat with short rabbit ears dangled from side to side, "I don't know, Papa said so."

Carson?What are you doing again... Wen Bin's expression became serious.

Under the instructions of the little devil, the two walked through N streets and M alleys. When they became less and less popular, they stopped beside a very low-key building. The buildings in this area are all dark gray with silver window frames. It looked cold and gloomy.The huge glass door was tightly closed, and most of the scene in the hall could be seen, only two small sculptures, very empty but with a depressing dullness.

There is a large open space around the building, the ground is flat, and it is also dark gray. At first glance, the gray is as if it has been decolorized in PS. There are only a few small trees 20 meters away from the building complex. Only 20 meters away is the road with few people, which gives people a strong sense of distance.Wen Bin and Xiao Guitou stood under the shade of a tree in the distance and poked their heads to observe.

It's so desolate, and I haven't seen any traces of the crew.

"Are you sure your dad is here?"

The small figure behind Wen Bin nodded affirmatively.

"Have you been here?"

The little ghost shook his head.

Wen Bin looked down at him, "I'm so sure I haven't been here."

The little ghost ignored him, staring at the door with wide eyes.

He has stayed in this city for a long time, and he has visited many places. Wen Bin has also visited all corners of the city with a group of relatives and friends from the university, but this place is very strange.I looked around and didn't see any signage.

At this time, a bright red sports car galloped over, turned around in the small square in front of the door, and turned to the side of the main entrance. A gap suddenly opened in the flat gray wall, and the gap became wider, turning into a wide entrance, and the sports car stopped. They drove in without stopping. Wen Bin glanced at the car and it was going underground, but unfortunately it was too dark inside to see what was there.

"Who are you, what are you doing sneakily here!" Suddenly a cold voice came from behind.

Wen Bin turned his head and met a pair of sharp eyes.The man in uniform held a baton in his hand, his face was expressionless, and he should be the security guard here.

"Hello, brother, I'm here to find someone. Does Carson work here?"

The man in uniform looked at him sternly, and his eyes stayed on the band-aid on his chin for three seconds, "What do you want from Mr. Ka?"

It seemed that Carson was really here. Wen Bin pulled back his hand and pushed the little devil's head to the front. "I'm here with his son. I wonder if he's free now?"

The little ghost raised his head, pouted Lao Gao, showing a displeased expression.

The man in uniform glanced down, a look of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes, and said in a solemn tone: "Follow me." Then he turned and walked towards the main entrance, taking out a small black brick similar to a walkie-talkie from his waist while walking, and pressing Press the green button, "F388, F388, Mr. Carson's son is here." The small square pile beeped a few times, and the indifferent female voice came out, "Received".

The sound came to an end. The glass at the front door opened, and Wen Bin led the little devil's head and followed the subdued man up the steps.

"I'm sorry, only Mr. Ka's relatives are allowed to enter." The gloomy voice made Wen Bin, who had just raised his right foot, startled. He took a closer look and saw that this was not a statue, it was a living person.

Wen Bin was embarrassed.

"Ma Ma is from our family!" The little ghost who had been silent all this time suddenly stepped forward.

The sculpture looked Wen Bin up and down, with weird eyes, "Please wait a moment." After speaking, he mechanically raised his right hand to touch the button on the wall, Didi entered a few numbers, and printed his fingerprints, "Mr. Carson, please come out. "

After about ten seconds, the elevator in the center of the hall opened, and Carson, who was wearing a silver suit and rimless glasses, came out.It was the first time I saw Carson with colorless eyes. The dark pupils behind the glasses could see clearly, as deep as a pair of bottomless abyss.

He was a little surprised to see Wen Bin.

"Papa," the little devil's head jumped twice and hung on Carson's neck.

"Why are you here?" The tone was natural, but it gave off an unpleasant feeling.

Suddenly being stared at by such clear eyes, Wen Bin had the illusion that his heart was beating faster, "Oh, I... thank you for helping me pay the rent, I... I'm fine, haha." Word order is messy.

In fact, I came here because I was curious about Carson's work. Such a serious place is obviously not an entertainment company or a film and television shooting center.Looking at the two sculptures next to a zombie guard, there is no desire to speak at all.

The corner of Carson's mouth moved slightly and he subconsciously hugged the little devil's head, "Wait for me," he put the little devil's head outside the door and turned back, and returned in casual clothes a minute later, "Let's go for a walk." He fished again The little devil's head on the ground quickly left the position of the door, and the two statues bowed to his back to salute.

Carson did not walk through the empty space in front of him. Instead, he walked around the perimeter of the building and walked to the back through a few narrow paths. The speed was very fast, perhaps it was normal for him.Wen Bin quickly followed, "Hey, what is this place? It's eerie."

"Biochemical Research Center."

"Life, life, life... what happened?"

"Biochemical Center."

"...Aren't you acting as a stand-in, what are you doing here?"

"Work." Carson didn't seem to want to talk more, he glanced at the pinhole monitors in the surrounding corners from the corner of his eyes, and put his hands on the kid's head without any trace, just covering his face.

The little ghost turned his head uncomfortably, "Papa, I want to go by myself!"

Carson ignored him and walked even faster.

After passing the last small gate, it finally became a little green.However, the contrast between the two sides is a bit big. On this side there is a parking lot, a lawn, and a flow of people coming and going. The little security guard at the gate is leading a pudgy dachshund, standing leisurely at the sliding iron gate outside the parking lot.A horizontal stone tablet was erected not far from the parking lot, and it was marked "XX Meteorological Bureau".Looking back at Xiaolu, she was completely blocked by the zigzag wall.

"This building is quite weird!" Wen Bin exclaimed.

Carson went in directly through the side door of the Meteorological Bureau and wandered around until he reached the rest corner of the hall before stopping.This vigilant look finally eased a lot.

"Is there a paparazzi?" Wen Bin was also very nervous because of him.

"You shouldn't have brought Bell here."

"He brought me here, and besides, how did you go to the Biochemical Research Center as a stand-in, a sci-fi movie? It's not about playing a zombie, is it?"

Carson shot his gaze over, and his cold expression gradually softened, "I'm no longer a stand-in, jumping off a building is very boring, not to mention it has no practical meaning, so I come here to work."

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Wen Bin's forehead was distorted, the corners of his eyes were pulled down, his brows were raised, and his expression showed surprise and disbelief.