[Slag Fan] [Ice Nine] [Modern Overhead] The Law of Day and Night

day.

The sun in the experimental park is a bare corpse.The calcified bushes condense with crystalline spines, and the air is thick and stagnant, like a plastic film that cannot be peeled off.

In the huge test site, there is only the lingering hum of the exhaust duct.

Shen Qingqiu hid behind the dark curtain like a copper wall and iron wall, and threw the experimental materials in his hand into the fire.His eyes were empty, and he looked gracefully at the scorched and carbonized paper full of life, turning into a pile of inorganic matter, and the air was filled with bitterness.

He frowned, and passed another piece of paper between the warm teeth of the fire, feeling an unspeakable sense of madness in his heart.The fire melted the boy on the paper and made his dark eyes shine brightly.Shen Qingqiu stared at it expressionlessly, with a complex and obscure expression, the pale irises devouring the tiny warm colors in his eyes.

It wasn't until those eyes disappeared that he looked away without showing any traces, threw the stack of materials in his hand onto the fire, and stood up.

The smoke was lingering, as if it was far away from him.

He opened the brand-new shopping bag on the table, pulled out a set of clothes from inside, shook it, hung it in the same empty wardrobe as his own, crossed his arms, and looked at it with some disgust.

The mobile phone on the table vibrated for the third time, like the murmur in the lungs of a dying person. He ignored it at first, and only picked it up to take a look after hearing it fade away.

Three different numbers, none noted.

The fire swayed silently, like a cigarette being lit directly in the windpipe, scorching and stimulating.In the harsh and icy silence of the day, there was a knock on the door of the small lounge.

"Teacher Shen? Teacher Shen?" The people outside called out, "Someone came from above and asked you to go... Are you there?"

Shen Qingqiu closed the wardrobe without answering.Huo was still licking the remains of the ink—come in, he thought, don’t everyone want first-hand information, and want to be the first to eat people?If you don't come, everything will be burned to ashes.

So he ignored it, rested his elbows, and stared at the flame quietly, watching it weaken, shrink, stop emitting heat, and stop consuming oxygen.He showed enough patience.

But the dull fire of life has not been extinguished, it has neither light nor heat, only wet, cold, squirming pieces of flesh, lingering on their last breath, but they are opening and closing.

The shouts outside the door became more and more urgent, knocking on the door turned into a knock on the door - the door was not locked at all, with a slight push, all the dark dust would be exposed to the sunlight like a nuclear explosion - but who would dare? ?

Because in this proving ground, he said one thing and nothing else.Just like the law, like the alternation of day and night, he will never be absent, and will never be questioned, because he stands on this precise machine, every minute and every second, from body to mind.

The position he had won with great difficulty.Delightful, lifeless joy.

Shen Qingqiu opened the door, bypassed the colleagues outside whose hands were frozen in mid-air, put his hands in the pockets of his lab coat, and walked away arrogantly and calmly.

He thought for no reason: If arson can destroy this place, why are there so many troubles?

Luo Binghe got into trouble during the day.

As the experimenter in charge of him, Shen Qingqiu was different from other experimenters who came and went. Luo Binghe hardly saw him every day except for the progress of the experiment.

Originally, it was stipulated that the experimenters must be accompanied by the testers. Shen Qingqiu had always walked sideways in the test field. At the beginning, he was in the mood to see Luo Binghe's bloody mess, but as the experimental subjects of the same age were destroyed one after another, Luo Binghe became a senior test subject. Shen Qingqiu, who was a key observation subject with top-notch skills and abilities, seemed to lack interest.

When Luo Binghe, who was still a boy, smashed another boy's head and raised his head to look up at him with shining eyes, that kind of pure, joyful anticipation, which does not distinguish between good and evil, is like the chilling sun above the heads of all living beings. , I didn't notice it, but it emitted a light that made people dizzy...

Shen Qingqiu turned around and left.

From then on, he never watched Luo Binghe's test again—compared to treating him coldly and indifferently, his dislike was almost all written on his face, and he always disdained to hide it.

His emotions are like benchmarks, breaking a rough boundary in Luo Binghe's young and ignorant blank heart, telling him what is acceptable and what is not, even if it is unreasonable, even if it is against the rules of the proving ground.

But in Luo Binghe's heart, Shen Qingqiu is "truth" and Shen Qingqiu is "law".

At that time, he believed so firmly that he didn't intend to believe a single word until he was alive.

But today is different.

After the test was over, the one-way transparent protective cover fell, Luo Binghe pulled out his hand from the pool of blood flowing across, and when he looked up, he saw Shen Qingqiu, who had never set foot in the observation area for 800 years, standing on the platform, staring at him rightly.

Luo Binghe, who had just splashed blood all over the field, stretched out his tongue and licked his fingertips. The metabolism of the drug was not yet complete. His heart was full of dissatisfaction with killing, and he really wanted to tear something up.He lowered his head, and smiled at the female experimenter who came to collect his data. Her expression was pure and harmless, and the faces of countless women blushed when she smiled——Shen Qingqiu had taught him through so many years of practical actions to be obedient, Obey or die.

This is much more real than the illusory disgust. Pavlov's dog, before understanding the feelings, the straightforward pain works immediately.

Shen Qingqiu was expressionless, with a stern look, his dark eyes fell on him, but he passed through his body as if nothing had happened. Under the pale light, a section of pale skin was exposed under his pale lab coat. His hands were clenched tightly on the railing, and they were bluish-gray from ischemia.

The fat and kind middle-aged man next to him whispered something while putting his hands on his waist seemingly casually, as if the elders were gentle and intimate with the juniors, superiors with subordinates.

Luo Binghe's hippie smiling face suddenly paused, feeling that the already diluted effect of the medicine had turned back, and all of it rushed into his mind. In an instant, time was compressed to the size of a pinprick, which could barely be seen through the constricted pupils— —

At the same time, Shen Qingqiu suddenly tightly clasped the hand that was planning to do something wrong, and said in a deep voice: "Stop."

The person in charge of the inspection at the headquarters didn't expect that the little character who had been submissive all this time would dare to speak to him like this, he was slightly taken aback, and broke out, "You..."

——The following words were blocked back into the throat by the oncoming bloody wind and rain.

Luo Binghe suddenly appeared in front of him, his fingertips barely stopped in front of that fat and limp neck.

The daring experimental subject dripped blood from his fingertips, with a smile on his face, but on the verge of such a rampage, his breathing was so light that it seemed like a really cold machine, only filled with conflicting bioelectricity.

The entire test field was frozen, and the experimenters who had always convinced people with virtue were all in a cold sweat.

Shen Qingqiu shook off the person in charge's hand, with his usual expression on his face, he stretched out his hand to pull the collar around his neck.Luo Binghe stopped for a moment, and was staggered by that so-called casual hand.Those eyes did not turn away, revealing a sharp threat.

The person in charge's legs went limp.

Shen Qingqiu hooked the collar, like dragging a small animal that could not resist, and dragged him two steps, probably wanting to leave directly, when he heard the man shout: "Shen, aren't you going to explain?"

Shen Qingqiu also knew how to bully and charm, he didn't get angry, and said in a flat tone: "I'll deal with him."

The person in charge wiped off the embarrassment and cowardice on his body as dust, and suddenly said without thinking: "You will always maintain this place and get rid of every factor that may disrupt the balance, right?"

Luo Binghe's back tensed.

Shen Qingqiu pinched him, brushed open the door as if he had never heard of it,

"He's loyal to me and I won't betray — what's there to worry about?" he said.

Isn't this perfect?

night.

Luo Binghe was undoubtedly punished.

The storage place of the experimental subjects is divided into a dozen or so glass houses like ice cubes, and each experimental subject is assigned a small grid, like raw materials that can be taken at any time.He lay in his tiny glass room, curled up in the dark in constant pain.

Among the group of experimenters, Shen Qingqiu was indeed a bit too independent.In terms of the system, before the death of the subject, the experimenter establishes a one-to-one relationship with the subject.That is to say, from the time when an ignorant child comes into contact with drug experiments for the first time, his life and education are entirely in the charge of "his" experimenter.

——There is no testing ground for moral and ethical control, young and energetic consumables, pure and unconditional trust, what will breed, one can imagine.

Even if there are people who really "teach their children well", a full set of "treatment" to annihilate the will will prevent all adolescent deviations.They accompany each other, one regards the other as golden rules, relatives and beliefs, while the other is like raising an obedient dog and pulling up his pants to go to get off work, he is still a model couple and a model parent.

In comparison, the set of methods Shen Qingqiu used on Luo Binghe was simply like torture in the feudal society that caused anger and injury.

Luo Binghe could distinguish the familiar footsteps from the distant and noisy lewd voices.

Shen Qingqiu came downstairs.

He struggled to open his eyes and sat up.The probe inserted into the brain was still humming, and he was tormented by imaginary pain all afternoon and the first half of the night. Although the stimulation was not directly applied to the limbs, he still felt that all the muscles in his body were convulsed.

Shen Qingqiu stopped in front of his glass tank, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at him casually.It's strange to say that the storage place turns off the lights at night. The experimental subjects themselves don't have the right to rest at sunset, and they don't have any privacy that needs to be covered up in the dark, but when the experimenters come here to seek "relaxation", they still have to Superior to others with a sense of shame.It was also because of this that Luo Binghe squinted his eyes to look at him, unable to see the expression on his face clearly.

But it's nothing to hinder, Shen Qingqiu has always been expressionless.

"Has it hurt enough?" he said.

Luo Binghe smiled brightly at him, and called him in a dependent tone: "Teacher."

However, in the next second, he suddenly appeared behind Shen Qingqiu, and slammed him against the outer wall of the glass jar.

In terms of humanitarianism, children who are not wanted should grow up correctly. Adhering to this spirit, in the experimental park, children refer to their guardians as "Mom and Dad", which has formed a harmonious and normal social structure. I will often change my taste and "look after" other boys and girls.

However, Shen Qingqiu dismissed this kind of playful warmth.It was the first time Luo Binghe tried to find similar words to call him, and was locked in a glass jar and fasted for three days. All the water came from those concentrated and concentrated dangerous medicines.

So Luo Binghe understood that this was also not allowed, so he began to imitate other experimenters, calling Shen Qingqiu a teacher.

Even the word "Shen" has been left out, which is soft and intimate.

"Teacher." The glass house was empty, Luo Binghe kissed his ear, and said in a low voice, "Teacher punished me all day, please forgive me, I know I was wrong, do you want to listen to the inspection?"

Shen Qingqiu snorted coldly, as if he didn't notice that some uncontrollable monster came out of the cage majestically, and he was being forced to reveal his thin throat.

He seemed to be in control of everything, and he had already secured the victory. He lowered his noble head temporarily, just as if he didn't want to make a fuss.

Luo Binghe broke away one of his hands, held it in his palm, and stuck it to his heart. The whole process was slow and peaceful, until the hand irresistibly pulled him down, down, and touched his abdomen under the thin cloth Lines, until you touch...

Shen Qingqiu originally thought that he wanted to take out the probe that had tortured him all day, so he didn't take much precautions. At this moment, he was suddenly startled and was greatly offended. He exploded all of a sudden, and shouted: "Give me... woo !!!”

However, the order could not be uttered, he opened his mouth, Luo Binghe was already prepared, and sealed his mouth and nose tightly like lightning, leaving no gap.

"Since you don't object, then I won't be polite." Luo Binghe licked his lower lip, clamped him with an irresistible force, and rubbed his hand slowly and erotically.

Shen Qingqiu was startled and hated at the same time, he tried hard to get rid of him, but Luo Binghe pinched his five fingers, and with a cracking sound, that slender and well-proportioned hand was bent out of a distorted angle.

Shen Qingqiu snorted, then clenched his teeth.

Shen Qingqiu's hands were fair and well-proportioned, with distinct bones.The severe pain constricted the blood vessels, and the whole hand was cold and cold.The genitals brushed against his soft palm, and the mucus unscrupulously stained him, making a secret sound of water.Luo Binghe sighed, pressed his shoulders against him, and sniffed back and forth on the side of his neck as if dissatisfied.

His hair, which he hadn't taken care of for a long time, was half down, blocking Shen Qingqiu's face in the shadow.In the glass house in all directions, they are having fun and having fun in the open, while the world outside the glass house is silently performing coercion and embarrassment.

There was something fleeting in Shen Qingqiu's eyes, which were so dark that there were no waves.

Luo Binghe was too close to him, his beating heartbeat like a drum, his unsteady breathing, and the low-decibel hum of the probe in the collar could be heard in the whole space.This is really unreasonable, the punishment has lasted for at least ten hours, he has seen many people screaming and wailing, wishing to be bumped to death, such as Luo Binghe, who is so energetic and has the desire to vent his mood, but it makes him feel a little out of breath.

"You really excite me." Luo Binghe sped up his movements and murmured into his ear, "I've been thinking about you all day, as much as it hurts, the more it hurts, the more I think about it, my heart will burn ..."

Shen Qingqiu was a little hypoxic from being covered by him, and had no choice but to free up a hand to break his motionless fingers, a small whimper escaped from his throat.He was sealed off with nowhere to escape, and he couldn't control the situation through instructions. Luo Binghe had accurately grasped his weak point, making it difficult to get out of the predicament for a while.

When Luo Binghe shot into the palm of his hand while panting, Shen Qingqiu could hardly feel his own hand.He was drowsy, and amidst the fierce collision next door, a girl was crying "Daddy, don't".

Luo Binghe let him go, let him take a few breaths, grabbed his hand and straightened his joints back, then narrowed his eyes, lazily licking away the worms and blood from his hands.The boy walked back and forth along the waistline with both hands, as if a beast patrolling its territory was dissatisfied with the smell left by other chickens and dogs.

Shen Qingqiu impatiently withdrew his hand, his hand was scratched by something, perhaps because of poor vision in the dark, it seemed to be a little deformed.He didn't say anything, just lowered his hands and clenched his fists.

This movement was very subtle, Luo Binghe didn't pay much attention, "Why don't you want to try me?" He pressed the tip of Shen Qingqiu's nose, looked at him deeply, and whispered amidst the girl's cries getting louder and louder. , "What am I not better than those old things? Make you so inseparable?" As he spoke, he pinched the soft flesh on Shen Qingqiu's waist suggestively, and whistled in a low voice.

Shen Qingqiu finally picked up the conversation, he said: "Get out of here."

Unexpectedly, Luo Binghe, who was tough and unruly before, took a step back and really sat on the edge of the bed in the glass house again.

Shen Qingqiu gathered his lab coat, turned around, and heard the young man behind him ask quietly: "You obviously wanted to cut off his hand, why did you stop me?"

Shen Qingqiu lowered his head, his back was very uncomfortable when he hit the glass just now, the butterfly bone was grinding back and forth like a blunt knife cutting through meat, he wasn't sure if there was blood, he just wanted to leave quickly.

"Then let me ask you another way." Just after walking a few steps, Luo Binghe said again, "You obviously want to kill me, why are you pretending like nothing happened?"

That gaze poked Shen Qingqiu's spine, as if it wanted to burn a hole in him, making people anxious and furious.Shen Qingqiu suddenly stopped, but didn't look back, "Without my permission, you are not allowed to take the probe." He said somewhat harshly.

But Luo Binghe discerned something different from it.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

Shen Qingqiu completely ignored him, and when he walked quickly past the glass room next to him, the door was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man came out while buckling his belt, and was taken aback when he saw him.

"It's so late, Teacher Shen also..."

Shen Qingqiu pressed his steps and stepped out of the gate of the testing ground.The night is like a viscous torrent, flowing recklessly along the road, eroding the snow-white test site buildings, sticking to his bare skin, and choking into his lungs.

The only thing in the huge test site is the weak hum of the exhaust duct, like rotten cheese that cannot be stirred.

On such a silent night, Shen Qingqiu left.

——but no one is worried, or even cared, because the "law" is useless without the world in which it operates, and becomes a dead letter.

And between the still lustful glass lattice, Luo Binghe held the experimenter's limp neck bone, and a strange feeling suddenly crossed his mind.

"Do you like this place so much?" He whispered to himself, "The more you can't do without, the more I'll be ruined, won't you stop me?"

——But no one knew, the moment he asked "Where are you going", he suddenly had a vague feeling...

It felt like once Shen Qingqiu left, it was like a fish swimming into the sea, a tired bird returning to the forest, and never coming back again.

...But, how dare he?

tbc