Oops, I forgot to bring the inhibitor [Interstellar]

After finishing speaking, Yan Xue didn't raise her head for a long time.He just hung his head like this, as if waiting for Lancer's response.

It's just that I waited for a long time this time, and I didn't get a response.

Just when she was about to say something again, Yan Xuechi suddenly felt a warm spot on her forehead.

It's not a superficial kiss, but an intentional stay between the eyebrows. The kiss is like a pilgrimage, extremely pious.

This feeling is itchy, although it makes the heart beat faster, but it is not contaminated with lust, just a kiss.

"I'm very happy to hear Mr. Yan say that." After lifting his lips from between his brows, he uttered these words softly, "Don't worry, with your words, I will definitely live a good life. But time is short, and I can There are not many things to do, let's just follow the original plan, it is my honor to help you."

After Lancer finished speaking, he raised his chin slightly, and was forced to look directly at himself.

unavoidable.

"Kneel up and face me."

Yan Xuechi didn't dare to move.

After all, this kind of behavior... means a lot of offense.

Especially the opponent is covered in injuries. Although it is not said that it is afraid of breaking if touched, it is definitely not good for the body to move too much.

However, after being silent for a long time, Yan Xuechi finally couldn't resist the magnetic hoarse voice and bewitching guidance from the other party time and time again.

"Look at me. I want to look at Mr. Yan too."

Yan Xuechi still wanted to say something, but a terrifying touch hit her first.

The loose white shirt on his body was not messy at all.

Didn't even unbutton it.

The contrast between the upper and lower sides is sharp, one is well-dressed, and the other is... unsightly.

Yan Xuechi had never thought about this kind of almost humiliating service before, nor dared to think about it.

Although I dare not think about it, every tactile feeling is really very real.

It's hard to ignore.

The only thing he could do was to suppress his voice, pursed his lips tightly, and raised his head.

However, this kind of cover-up can only sink faster.

Then the lips were picked apart.

Slender, calloused fingers drilled in.The voice that Yan Xuechi swallowed intentionally was forced to arouse, and there was no room to hide it.

The movements were not in a hurry, like a steady stream of water, as if he wanted to let Yan Xuechi feel clearly, instead of rushing for success.

After living in this world for so many years, it was really the first time that Yan Xuechi was treated like this.

It was a little messed up for a while.

The room is so small that even a little bit of sound will be amplified infinitely.

Soon, the thin, yet heart-pounding voices filled the entire room, lingering between the two of them.

Yan Xuechi wanted to take off the hearing aids on her ears for a while, so as to relieve the unbearable pain in her ears.

"Remember these sounds and touches, I gave you." Lanser did not give him a chance to take off the hearing aid, and pressed the restless hand first.

After finishing speaking, Lancer simply passed the tie on the bedside of someone who didn't know, and directly tied those unsafe wrists firmly behind his back.

There was no room for movement at all.

Just as he was about to take the next step, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Mr. Hawk, is it convenient for you to open the door now?" Through the door, the man's voice still sounded clear.

It can be seen that the sound insulation here is not ideal at all.

Yan Xuechi subconsciously bit the finger that was in her mouth, so that the other party would feel the pain and let her go.

Lancer did indeed let go.

But this letting go was only limited to using the quilt to cover Yan Xue Chi's head, and a bandaged hand got into the quilt immediately.

Lancer picked up the water on the table, rinsed his mouth, "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and several young men in military uniforms and a robot nurse walked in.

"Are you awake?"

"Well. Is the medicine for closed analgesia ready? We'll go after the injection." Lancer replied without blushing.

"Ready." After the young man finished speaking, his eyes fell on the person lying beside Lancer, and he couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

"Oh, he's mine..."

Before Lancer finished speaking, the most vulnerable place was wrung severely.

His face turned pale from the pain, "A friend of mine, I met when I was studying." Lancer was forced to change his words.

"Why does he..."

"The wound infection caused a fever, I guess I need to sleep for a while." Lancer was talking, and the hand under the quilt became restless again.

"Woo—" Even though she gritted her teeth hard, Yan Xuechi still couldn't restrain herself and let out a muffled groan.

Seeing this, the young man couldn't help persuading, "Let the doctor take a look. If it's a plague, we can control it as soon as possible. His complexion is very strange, and it is obviously difficult to breathe."

"No need for a doctor. Give me 2 minutes to get dressed, and then go to the corridor to get an injection later. Seeing that he finally fell asleep, keep your voice down."

Although the young man was puzzled after listening, he went out obediently.

After waiting for outsiders to go out, Yan Xuechi suddenly pushed away the restless hands under the quilt.

"Who told you to..."

"It's clear that there was a lot of time just now, who is the one who is lingering and refusing to come over?"

"..." Yan Xuechi subconsciously curled up a little deeper under the quilt, ignoring him.

In the past, Yan Xuechi always felt that he should be serious from the inside out.

Sure enough, people can't be seen.

"Hurry up and go." Seeing that he didn't intend to get up, Yan Xuechi hurriedly said another word.

"Really intend to let me go?" Lancer said, climbing up with difficulty, gritting his teeth and putting on the clothes in the box one by one, "Is it not uncomfortable to just let you dry like this?"

Yan Xuechi frowned, still pretending not to hear.

Of course it hurts.

Where can this kind of thing be interrupted?

Of course, this kind of "uncomfortable" Yan Xuechi would not say it out loud, and she dared not ask for anything when she was a little more sober.

After basically tidying up, Lancer leaned down again, almost sticking to his ear, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Yan, for giving me a good night. I'm going ahead."

"The future will be long."

Seeing that Lancer really planned to leave like this, Yan Xuechi said anxiously, "Wait."

"What's wrong."

"tie."

"Ok?"

"The tie is still tied to my hand, untie it before leaving."

When the sky was almost bright, Yan Xuechi got out of the ward.

The ill-fitting white shirt was still on.

The breath above is also like a shadow, and you can smell it wherever you go.

However, it covered up the original smell of pheromone on the body, even without inhibitors, it was much safer.

The next job is nothing more than counting the remains and arranging for the burning of the remains.

The war zone is no better than An Jingxing, which has special cremation or freezing equipment.

Only the most primitive way can be used to burn these ruins to ashes to prevent the spread of the plague.

After basically settling down, Yan Xuechi saw the indicator light on the bracelet light up twice.

Opening it, it was Shao Yuan's message.

'Where are you? '

'The war zone. ' Yan Xuechi replied.

'Just now I asked all the Alphas and Omega's who are over 25 years old in the police department to go to the research department to take blood samples, saying that it is to investigate the combination of gene sequences or something.You are not here, I temporarily found an Omega from another department to try to replace you. '

genetic survey?

Yan Xuechi remembered that she had never investigated such a thing since she joined the company.

I have never heard anything about it from my boss or seniors before.

'what's the matter?Can you be more specific? '

'I don't know the specifics. It's not been a day or two that the research department has been nervous. It seems that they are looking for something again recently. '

Looking for something?

Yan Xuechi was confused about this, and just about to continue asking, he heard another sergeant not far away calling him over, as if he had encountered something difficult.

'It's busy here in the war zone, so I'll talk about it when I go back. ' In the end, no matter how full of doubts, Yan Xuechi could only hastily send Shao Yuan a message.

In the next few days, Yan Xuechi basically spent with these martyrs who could not speak.

The friends who came with Yan Xuechi were assigned to the medical team anyway, and they dealt with living people anyway.

However, apart from meeting Lanser on the first day, let alone meeting him for the rest of the time, he couldn't even receive news from the front line.

On the return journey, basically only Yan Xuechi and a small number of wounded who needed to return to An Jingxing were left on the battleship.

When entering the operation room of the battleship, Yan Xuechi suddenly discovered a detail that he hadn't noticed when he came.

There is a small space behind the backrest, and something seems to have fallen out of it.

Yan Xuechi picked up the things that fell on the ground.

It's half... or to be exact, a half-burned photo.

Although he is wearing a military uniform, he has long hair.Probably because it has been stored for a long time, it is a little blurred and faded, and only a rough outline can be seen.

Serious, looking at the camera dully, but the gesture of holding the person in his arms is gentle.

Yan Xuechi looked at the young man in his arms, and smiled as if she could turn the cold winter sky back to spring.

Indescribably beautiful.

The fly in the ointment is that it was burnt to pieces.

Yan Xuechi took another careful look at the unsmiling man, and always felt that his aura looked familiar at first glance.

But after thinking about it in the end, it is probably because of the military uniform that it looks familiar.

This warship was crashed and refurbished 65 years ago. It is estimated that it was only left at that time, and it was not cleaned out during the refurbishment.

Yan Xuechi put the photo back on the back of the backrest, and then started the battleship to prepare for the return journey.

It was noon when we arrived at Anjingxing. After parking the warship and handing in the basic information, Yan Xuechi went straight back to the police station.

Yan Xuechi originally planned to go to the public office downstairs to find Shao Yuan, but as soon as he opened the door, he found that everyone was gathered around a certain desk, scrambling to get up to him.

Even the one who can't even speak a few words on weekdays is now meowing along with everyone.

Yan Xuechi had a bad feeling.

He knocked on the door frame with his hand, signaling them not to do unnecessary things during working hours.

However, this action has no effect.

No one paid attention to Yan Xuechi at all.

Yan Xuechi coughed twice, and finally came to her senses, and went back to her desk in a desperate manner.

When the crowd dispersed, Yan Xuechi saw that on the surrounded desk, Tangerine was sitting there upright, with a small floral scarf around her neck.

She raised her face obediently, as if begging for food, but her stomach was already round.

"Shao Yuan." Yan Xuechi pointed out the name of the culprit with a straight face.

After leaving the office, Yan Xuechi asked, "Why did you bring it here?"

"I have asked the Chief Detective and the minister for approval." Shao Yuan didn't understand why Yan Xuechi was angry at all, "I eat more than me every day, and I only pick expensive ones. You have to come back two days late, and this month's salary It’s gone. After thinking about it, I just brought it to the office and fed it together. It’s the best of both worlds.”

Yan Xuechi pursed her lips, as if she wanted to refute something.

But in the end it felt like...it seemed to make sense.

"Row."

"By the way, what did you say about the investigation by the research department?"

"Blood sample investigation? I finally inquired again. It seems that the test product was lost or something. The confidentiality work was done well this time. The classmates I knew before... No one can inquire further."

"is it?"

"By the way, the investigation was done by Major General Mutton to fool you. Originally, the research department had to find you before they would let it go."

"Is it because you find me that you are willing to give up, or is it that you can't do without one person?"

"I have to find you. I don't know why."

"He helped me fool it?"

"Yes. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be, but that's the way it is."

"I see."

When he was on a mission on Tianhe, Yan Xuechi felt that he wished he could die in that kind of place where the sun never shines.

At this moment... Yan Xue couldn't believe that he would be so kind.

"Where did Ah Yue go?"

"Go home and rest directly. But don't worry, although I do medical work in the war zone, there is no plague over there, and I have been thoroughly checked when I came out."

After Yan Xuechi finished speaking, she looked at him again from the beginning to the end, "It's too shameful to glue all the cat hair off your body."

In the end, Yan Xuechi took the orange away in order to let them work with peace of mind.

When he was carried out of the big office, he screamed so miserable that he was crying like a ghost.

Back then, the melee combat course was always a perfect score, but now I can't even control a cat weighing [-] pounds.

In the end, there was really no other way, so it would be good only if the most beautiful girl in the office came to hug it, and An An put its head on the other's chest with peace of mind.

For this heartless little thing, Yan Xuechi was about to explode with rage, but she still had to put it back into her pet bag with a forced smile and carried it back to her office.

genetic survey.

Yan Xuechi really couldn't figure out why genetic investigation was needed.

If it's just for research... it shouldn't only be collected from police officers.

This question is puzzling.

But after thinking about it for a while, it seems that there are no friends to ask.

Unable to figure out why, Yan Xuechi suddenly saw the news feed popping up automatically on her bracelet.

About Wutong star battle situation.

Yan Xuechi didn't care about genetic experiments or not, so she hurriedly clicked on it.

[The battle situation on Wutong Star is basically calm, and the follow-up repair work is in progress. The new star of the army who will serve as the commander-in-chief this time will receive a leapfrog merit and military rank. The following is a real-time interview with field reporters...]

Yan Xuechi hadn't read the next message yet, but a smile appeared on her face first.

However, after laughing, Yan Xuechi suddenly realized...was he being fooled?

It seems that after I left, the next battle situation was not as life-or-death as Lancer said.

After realizing this question, the expression on his face froze for a moment.

Yan Xuechi carefully recalled the situation at that time.

After knowing it, it seems that something is wrong.

Just at this moment, the bracelet rang suddenly.

The note shown is Mr. Hawke.

When the communication was connected, before Yan Xuechi had time to say anything, the other person had already spoken first, "Xuechi, it's me."

Yan Xuechi didn't know what to say for a while, she hesitated several times, "Mr. Hawke, what's the matter?"

"I'm in Wutong Star now, and the battle situation is basically stable. Someone will be stationed here next. I'm going to go back in two days."

"Really, it's good." Yan Xuechi wanted to ask him if he had any new injuries, but felt that this kind of caring was too intimate.

Some are uncomfortable.

"Xuechi, do you still remember what you said yourself at that time?"

Hearing this, Yan Xuechi was so frightened that she almost hung up.

"Say... what did you say?"

"If I go back alive, I will be at my mercy, play with, and try to satisfy all my shady thoughts."

Yan Xuechi gritted her teeth, and answered firmly, "No, I never said that. Absolutely not. You misheard."

Lancer was not angry about this, and even deliberately lowered his voice, and said word by word, "But I'm still looking forward to it, how will Mr. Yan face me, watch me cry my name, and reach -"