desire reconciliation

"Brother, don't listen to his nonsense, I'm not sick."

Dick buried his head on Lancelot's chest, like a child acting like a spoiled child.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" Lancelot looked at him worriedly.

Dick looked up: "No."

As he spoke, he turned around in a normal manner, and his long pale golden hair floated up in the air: "Look, I'm fine."

Uriah noticed Lancelot's strange expression and asked, "Has this child been with you all this time?"

Rafael looked at the time: "I've been here for a week. That day Vincent said there was a strange Omega and described his situation to me. I thought it was interesting and asked him to send it over."

Lancelot put his hands on his younger brother's shoulders: "Dick, why didn't you tell your family when you ran out?"

"I told my brother! And I didn't run away, I came with my father."

"Duke Graeme?"

Dick nodded.

"They are all looking for you now, and you have to tell them when you stay here." Lancelot planned to use the terminal to contact.

"Can't say!" He stepped forward and pressed Lancelot's hand.

Lancelot looked at him: "Do you know that your family members are very worried?"

"That can't be said!"

Lancelot was a little angry: "Stop playing childish temper!"

Dick's eyes suddenly turned red when he said something fierce, and instead of being close to Lancelot before, he shouted: "You didn't even send me a message when you went to the military headquarters! My brother and I were worried. Why didn't you say you were dead!"

Without looking back, he ran into the inner room and locked the door behind him.

The scene was suddenly a little awkward, and Uriah helped him out by saying, "I understand that my family opposes the marching department." He said and patted Lancelot on the shoulder understandingly.

Rafael broke the stage abruptly: "Where does your family come from, an orphan?"

"My parents are fine, when did I become an orphan?" Uriah was annoyed.

"Wow, if you really had parents who would chase after my butt every day for sweets when you were young?"

Uriah was too lazy to talk to him, so he turned to Lancelot and asked, "Although it went well by accident, but your brother was found, why don't you contact your family and report his safety?"

Lancelot nodded, just opened the terminal, the content printed in his eyes made his pupils suddenly constrict

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Uriah was still joking with Raphael one by one, and he caught a glimpse of Lancelot's strangeness from the corner of his eye.

"What's wrong?" Uriah was a little surprised seeing him.

Lancelot's surprise did not fade from his face for a long time. He raised his head with a blank expression, and the words he said made everyone present gasp.

"My family sent me messages that Dick's body was found."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little weird, and there was a living person across the wall.

But the news Lancelot got was the death of the man in the house.

"Wow." Raphael sighed in a very calm tone, "So cool?"

Uriah looked at him: "Are you sure that's your brother's body?"

"I'm not sure, but I don't think there's any need to fake it." Lancelot said with a dull expression, "Unless...someone wants to fake my brother's death."

"It's not impossible to fake it." Raphael interjected, "But I don't think the corpse may be fake."

In the interstellar era, the development of medicine and technology is close to the ceiling. Even if the corpse is a clone, some inspection methods can be used to distinguish the clone from the real body and detect whether the corpse is the real person. This is a breeze in the interstellar era.

Uriah frowned: "If the corpse is real, who is in the room?"

Rafael looked at them: "I'm just saying it's possible, because Dick's appearance really doesn't look like what a living person should have. Saying he's dead may explain the current situation."

Seeing that Uriah still wanted to ask more questions, Raphael continued: "That's all I know, and most of them are guesses. I can't tell for sure."

"We guess so much here, why not ask the person involved." Uriah looked towards the door of the back room.

Raphael waved his hand: "It's useless to ask, Dick said he doesn't remember anything from the past few days." He looked at Lancelot, "And my brother didn't say anything, why are you joining in the fun."

Uriah turned to the person beside him and said, "Mind if I go and have a chat with your brother?"

Lancelot shook his head and said he didn't mind.He knew Dick's temperament, if he went to him now, he would definitely be kicked out.

Uriah walked to the door of the room, turned the door handle and couldn't open it: "Hey, Raphael, is this door expensive for you?"

Raphael frowned, he knew what Uriah wanted to do

, replied: "It's not expensive." After saying that, he took a few steps back.

Uriah hummed, and he knocked on the door: "If you are at the door, click back."

Then there was a "bang", before Lancelot could see what he had done, the door "opened".

But it didn't open naturally. With the creaking sound of wood breaking, the entire door panel fell straight inward.After Uriah went in, he moved the door back.

Lancelot was surprised by Uriah's actions, while Raphael on the other side seemed to be surprised and continued to do his own thing.

There were only Lancelot and Raphael left in the room, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Uriah seems to be very concerned about your affairs?" Raphael asked.

"Perhaps those who are marshals are more enthusiastic?" Because Lancelot thought of Uriah who always said "the marshal brings warmth".

Raphael: "This reason is far-fetched, wouldn't it be Uriah who said it?"

Lancelot thought for a while and said, "Maybe... it's based on my feeling?"

"Uriah is not as enthusiastic as you think. This is a weasel greeting a chicken."

"So you think Marshal Uriah helped me for another purpose?"

Raphael quickly denied: "No, I didn't say that."

"I want to find my brother. Marshal Uriah is here to investigate the matter of human smuggling. The two incidents seem to be somewhat related, so we partnered up. As for the fact that Marshal Uriah is uneasy and kind, you may be worrying too much." because I don't think he's getting anything out of me."

Raphael narrowed his eyes into a line, and repeated his words: "Can't you get any benefits..."

Not long after, the door of the inner room creaked open, and Uriah and Dick came out one after the other.

Dick's eye circles were still a little red, he walked up to Lancelot with his head down, and whispered, "Brother, I'm sorry, I shouldn't be willful."

Lancelot didn't expect Dick to react like this at all. When he was in the palace, Dick was famous for his petty temper. When he got angry, he could ignore people for ten days and half a month. He was used to it. I'm not used to it, it's the first time I admit my mistake so quickly.

He looked at Uriah, who gave him a mysterious smile back.

Dick continued, "But still can't tell them I'm here."

In fact, even if Dick doesn't mention it, Lancelot is now

He didn't dare to explain the current situation to the royal family, and of course he couldn't tell Dick that "your body has been found".

"Then can you tell me why you don't want to tell your family?" Lancelot pinched his eyebrows.

Dick looked up at him: "Brother, you know that I don't have any memories of the time ago." He said with a pitiful tone, "The only thing I remember is the pain."

"pain?"

Dick nodded: "Well, I just remember the pain." He seemed to be trying to remember, his eyes gradually lost focus, "It's really... really painful..."

As Dick spoke, his body began to tremble unconsciously, as if he had fallen into a kind of fear. Lancelot was frightened by his reaction. It didn't look like it was pretending. He hurried forward and shook Dick's shoulders. Called: "Dick! Dick!"

Dick's eyes were clouded, their highlights lost.

"Don't think about it, Dick!"

Lancelot's voice seemed to wake Dick up and bring him back to his sanity.Dick shrank involuntarily, and couldn't help but shed tears when he looked at Lancelot: "Brother, I'm so scared..."

Lancelot hugged him and comforted him: "It's okay, don't be afraid, brother is here."

Dick was sobbing intermittently in Lancelot's arms, and soon fell asleep in his arms.

Lancelot settled the people, and Raphael was willing to let Dick stay with him.Vincent's shelter in the dungeon is a safe place, and now that the royal family thinks that Dick is dead, it is impossible for him to send him back.

Raphael gave Dick a rough check, and took off the stethoscope after confirming that there was nothing wrong: "There is nothing unusual about his body."

Lancelot said "hmm".

"The matter of finding someone has been resolved, let's talk about the problem just now." Raphael tidied up the stethoscope and put it away.

Uriah: "Is there any unusual experimental base in the dungeon recently?"

"What kind of abnormality?"

"Regarding the Omega living body experiment, the number of people coming in and out is relatively large."

Raphael thought for a while, then walked to several monitors in the back room, and forked out the previous game interface, which should be the game Dick was playing just now.

He opened an application program on the desktop, and in the next second the screens in front of him all switched to black, and then he began to enter the code very skillfully, line by line

The string of letters began to display data on several other screens.

It's not like a doctor, it's like a hacker.

Lancelot stared at the content on the screen seriously.

"Do you understand?" Uriah looked at him.

"A little bit." Lancelot replied, he was staring at Raphael's screen intently.

Raphael glanced at the two of them: "Speak out and talk."

The two looked at each other in blank dismay, both of them shut up, and soon Raphael had a result.

He called up the dungeon map in the terminal and projected it in mid-air: "This is the one." He pointed to a building in the west part of the dungeon.

"Thank you." Uriah smiled with satisfaction.

Rafael sat on the chair and turned back to face the screen, waving his hands back: "No need. If you hadn't made such a big show like you just now, I guess that group of people wouldn't have revealed their secrets so easily."

Lancelot followed Uriah, and the two headed west all the way to the west part of the underground city.

Here and the Beicheng District just now are two completely different folk customs.

The two were walking on the road, and Lancelot looked at a well-decorated coffee shop on the side of the road in a daze.

"If you're not in a hurry, we can go in and have a drink." Uriah looked back at him.

Lancelot shook his head: "It's okay, I just find it novel. It's the first time I know that there is a coffee shop in the dungeon."

Uriah raised his eyebrows: "Then what do you think the dungeon should have?"

"A black clinic that trades in internal organs? A peddler who buys and sells drugs? Or a gangster who fights in the streets."

Uriah smiled: "Do you think that doctor just now looks like someone who can sell organs?"

Lancelot thought for a while: "It doesn't look like it, and he doesn't look very old."

"Did someone say that you are not very accurate at seeing people?" Uriah continued to laugh.

Lancelot: "No."

Uriah: "Oh, so someone said it now."

Lancelot looked at him: "So Dr. Raphael is someone who can sell organs?"

Uriah: "No, he is not young."

Lancelot recalled what he had just seen, and felt that Raphael looked only in his early twenties, so he couldn't help but ask, "How old is he?"

"35."

Lancelot was a little scared by this age, because Raphael looked really young, and even Lancelot felt that he might be older than him.

Uriah smiled and answered his previous doubts.

Confusion: "There are indeed those you mentioned, but they are only a very small number. Most of the dungeons are ordinary people living a normal life."

Lancelot asked him: "Since they are civilians, why do they live in the underground city? Don't they go to live on the ground?"

"Do you know how much it costs to go to the ground?"

Uriah lit a cigarette and continued: "The minimum is 100 million star coins, which is almost equivalent to a house in a good location in the main urban area on the ground."

Lancelot was silent and did not speak. As the Crown Prince of the Empire, he naturally had a certain understanding of the entire domestic and international situation of the Empire, but it was the first time he knew that the residents of the dungeon had to pay so much money to go to the ground. Decision-making by senior leaders is questioned.

Xicheng District is the most safe place in the entire underground city, and it is also the urban area where the underground city is closest to the ground.

Uriah was very familiar with the layout of the dungeon, so he took Lancelot to find the experimental base with ease.

They borrowed the knowledge of Raphael's pharmacologist and his assistants, and carried out a disguise in a deserted place.

Uriah took out two nutritional supplements from his pocket and handed one to Lancelot.

Lancelot took it and drank it down.

The nutritional supplements are specially made by the military. One can cover one day's food calories, and can supplement the physical strength of soldiers in combat or training. The most important thing is not to waste time.

However, it is a bit unpleasant to drink. It is said that the molecular structure simulates animal fat, but Lancelot always feels that it has a grassy taste.

They quietly observed the door for a while, and found that the number of people entering and leaving was not much different from that of ordinary institutions, and the personnel did not have any special attire, as if it was really an ordinary living body experiment institution.

Generally, the living experiment institutions in dungeons are all about studying animals and plants. With the advancement of modern science and technology, these institutions began to study gene sequences, intending to physically modify existing animals, plants, and even human beings.

The dungeon is the best breeding ground for these lawless experimental bases.

They used Rafael's false identity to get past the inspection. Raphael had hacked into the system of the experimental base before that, and learned that the experimental base is currently mainly researching two projects, one is the genetic hybridization of living animals project, and the other is the Omega Estrus Research Project.

These two projects are very common research projects whether in the underground city or on the ground, but the personnel circulation of this experimental base

But it's not normal, it's like a bottomless pit, people can only go in and out.

The research base is only open to the outside world on the two floors that can be seen on the ground, and the confidential part that is not open to the outside world is on the basement floor.

However, according to the internal structure diagram of the base provided by Rafael, this research base has more than one floor underground, and actually has three floors in total.

Each of the three basement floors has a door. The first two floors only need the work terminals of the staff, while the last floor needs the pupil recognition of specific personnel to pass through.

The two knew that the purpose of this execution was more for intelligence, and there was no need to have a direct conflict with the people here.

So they directly knocked out the two staff members, disguised themselves as them, and successfully entered the basement floor.

This floor is almost all Omegas held in individual rooms. The glass in the individual rooms is made of special materials, and the scene inside can be seen from the outside, but the Omega inside cannot see the outside world.

All the Omegas simply wore a white hospital gown that could cover the base of their thighs, and there was a monitor at the door of each single room, recording the physical characteristics of the Omegas in the room.Each Omega has no name but a number, and has estrus cycle, estrus time, and data showing the current mood value and pheromone content in the space.

In the deepest part of this floor, Lancelot accidentally discovered that there were several rooms where Alpha was not Omega.

The rooms of the Alphas were only surrounded by simple iron railings, and the Alphas saw that Lancelot only treated him as an ordinary staff member, so they accosted him.

"Hey! You, it's you, when can I go out? My jj is almost broken after staying here every day."

Lancelot reached out and pressed the brim of his hat, not knowing how to reply for a while.

Uriah replied: "According to the contract, our cooperation has not yet expired." He replied very naturally, and the Alpha in the single room over there shrugged and lay back on the bed.

The two walked quickly to the second floor, and Lancelot asked, "Why is there still Alpha here?"

"Didn't the Alpha just say that?" Seeing that he was at a loss, Uriah smiled and said, "Omega experiments usually have to be equipped with an Alpha next to them to prevent the estrus from getting out of control."

Lancelot immediately understood the meaning of the Alpha's words just now: "It seems to be a good job."

"Maybe they don't think it's a good job. An Alpha is usually allocated 15-20 Omega. Look at how pale the faces of those Alphas just now are."

Indeed, Lancelot felt that those Alphas seemed a little malnourished, and looked at him silently: "Marshal Uriah seems to understand."

Uriah: "Know a thing or two."

The two used the false identities of staff members to enter the second basement floor, but it turned out that there were still all Omega single rooms, exactly the same as the first basement.

They stood on the steps leading to the lower floor, looking at the individual rooms that were divided into honeycombs.

"This Omega is a bit too much." Uriah sighed.

The amount of these Omega has far exceeded the rated upper limit of the general research Omega estrus.

Such a large number of Omegas locked in the same space is prone to pheromone disorder. There have been a large number of Omega rampages in the empire before.

Two staff members in white coats at the door saw them and looked at their watches: "Is it time to change shifts so soon?"

"There's been some bad news outside these two days. The superiors have changed the shift time, but haven't they notified you yet?" Uriah pretended.

The nature of Uriah made the two staff members also stunned, and one of them stepped forward and said, "We really haven't received the notice, please take out your work ID."

Uriah took out the work pass from his breast pocket, and Lancelot's fake work pass was checked by another person.

"You are not on this level."

Apparently the two staff members have begun to doubt their identities.

Lancelot also pretended: "Yes, we were promoted because of us, and we haven't had time to change our work permits. You should also know that our logistics speed is a bit slow. We can't wait to come to this floor to have a look."

The person who checked his work permit didn't speak, but looked at him for a while.

Lancelot was a little scared by him: "It doesn't matter if it's early or late. If you two want to rest, you can go first. We promise not to be lazy at work."

The two staff seemed to be convinced by him, and they looked at each other, and one of them returned the work pass to Lancelot: "Okay, then I will trouble you both."

Lancelot took the work permit with a smile, and when the man turned and walked back, he stabbed him with a knife

It hit the man's neck and watched him fall down.

Lancelot looked sideways and found that Uriah had already brought down another one.

Uriah smiled: "Is this a tacit agreement?"

Lancelot: "Probably so."