The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

Chris typed Wayne Group into his computer.

Looking at the pretty face of Bruce Wayne on the homepage and the bold title "One of the youngest female billionaires in history", he looked very puzzled: "How could this rich lady think of funding BSAA?" ?My impression of her is still on a luxury yacht, and the Wayne Group is also in the arms business, right?"

"Anyway, Wayne Group is better than those selling drugs." Jill crossed one leg and took another look at the 'criminal close-up': "You said it yourself, the member companies of the Global Pharmaceutical Alliance are secretly developing biological and chemical weapons. .”

"Yes, but I have no proof."

After the two of them picked up the rest of the food, Chris packed up the lunch box and spread out the information again: "We still try to find a way to find that Arturia."

"The problem is that Arturia lied a lot. Do you remember? We were talking to her in the castle, and she suddenly asked us why we were not a couple. At that time, I felt that this woman might have seen our information." Jill said this He didn't even look at his old teammate when he spoke, but still stared at the sketch in his hand: "I didn't realize until after the operation was over. Since that Arturia didn't appear in the village before, I can't believe a word she said."

And she took the opportunity to kiss and touch me.

Jill didn't say this.

Om-!

At this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket made some noise.

"Hi, it's me."

Jill took out the phone and as soon as he finished listening to the two sentences, a surprised look appeared on his face. By the time Chris noticed her expression, the woman had already hung up the phone: "Wayne Group plans to send someone over next week. Since there is no progress in the Eastern European branch for the time being, maybe you can take a break and go to England with me? "

Chris stopped talking.

"Chris, you don't have to be like this." Gil sighed softly and put down the sketch in his hand: "I know you hate dealing with these people, but there is no way that just a few of us can make BSAA what it is today. You know it very well. When we were first established last year, we were only located in North America and were not even allowed by the federal government to use force to participate in operations. Now in less than a year, we even have an Eastern European branch, although it was only opened last month. of."

"What's the price?" Chris raised his left hand and pointed at the ceiling of the office: "At first, the United Nations wanted to send people to settle in, then this office, the Special Operations Office, and other associations. Jill, I'm not Fools, but the same cannot be said for others. If we hadn’t always refused, then anyone would be able to enter BSAA now.”

"Obviously, none of us are good at this kind of thing."

The woman shook her head slightly, her short chestnut hair hanging down naturally, and her tender and pretty face still delicate, seemingly unaffected by the recent high-intensity work.

"Are you feeling well?"

Chris asked after a moment's hesitation.

"Please, Chris, don't bring this up every time you see me." Gil rolled his eyes at his old partner: "It's not like you haven't read my test report. The T virus vaccine is very effective. Although the situation was very serious at the time, Emergency...but I did get through it.”

Seeing Chris's expression, she moved her face closer: "Hey, I know what you are worried about. But reality is like this, it will never be satisfactory. I understood this when I was in the army. , but this does not prevent me from pursuing my own justice, can you understand?"

"…Thank you, Jill."

"Hmm, so do you still want to go to England with me?"

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"Don~na~!"

In the church of Silent Hill, Miss Watson closed the passage door and stepped onto the bench with a flick of her wrist. She balanced herself effortlessly, then flipped with the grace of a gymnast and performed a few chain jumps.

But there was no response in the empty hall.

"Where has this little fool gone?"

After kissing the faceless nurse Lisa, Miss Watson walked towards the Countess and her family in the corner, took off and jumped into the arms of Countess Archina Dimitrescu. As soon as their skins came into contact, the originally sleepy Countess immediately took action and gently picked up her master. Taking two deep breaths, Miss Watson lay down with a contented expression on her face: "Huh...it's a good thing this church doesn't collect dust."

After continuing for a while, at her command, Countess Achina stood up and walked around the church with her master in her arms. Compared to the countess's 2.9-meter-tall figure, Miss Watson looked like a big doll, and she quickly noticed that a workbench had been set up in the open space next to the organ, and several prosthetic forearms were lying on the table. Donna's handiwork.

The workmanship is indeed exquisite.

Apart from factors such as mutation, the puppeteer himself has a very high talent in this area, and the arms he makes are more and more complex. But the items in front of me are probably discarded products. The real hardcover goods should be installed on Donna herself at this moment.

In addition to prosthetics, of course there are also dolls.

This doll wears a metal-carved female head, but it seems to be unfinished. The whole body is covered with exposed gears and various metal objects; it looks about the same height as an ordinary person, its left and right hands have been transformed into short knives, and the chest is even inner Embedded is a Tokarev pistol. Next to the doll, there are more parts scattered on the table and floor. This guy is not Donna's only creation.

To be honest, it's ridiculous that it can move.

Unlike the Winter Soldier, Donna Benevento entered Silent Hill as a living body, so she retained her own mutant ability and could drive the doll by splitting body tissues. The tools, materials and parts brought in by Miss Watson directly helped the puppeteer return to the complete body.

Why don't you go out and look for it?

"Okay, put me down and go back and sit down."

The countess put down her master and walked to the corner expressionlessly. Miss Watson looked at Archina's back, her face suddenly a little tangled, but soon, she made up her mind and took a determined step forward!

Snapped!

Archina's butt was slapped hard.

comfortable.

"Lisa! Go out for a walk with me!"

Miss Watson walked towards the door of the church with her head held high, and Lisa, the faceless nurse, quickly followed her and walked down the stairs with her master. However, before she had gone far, she opened her ferocious mouth and licked that beautiful face with a long scarlet tongue. Miss Watson quickly pushed Lisa away, bitching and pretending to be shy: "Oh~ why are you licking me!"

Lisa tilted her head: Didn’t you ask me to lick it?

"Ahem, it's better for us to keep a little distance." While walking and making trouble, the two quickly entered the town. Miss Watson's guess was correct. As a creature created by Silent Hill, Lisa could definitely come out and wander around. As for the countess and her family, she has not tried it, but to be on the safe side, it is better to wait until there are no more patients in Silent Hill.

At this moment, Silent Hill has not entered the other world, but still looks like a dense fog. After wandering around for a few minutes, I walked near the Aalto Theater when the sound of gunshots faintly reached my ears. Last time, Bucky, the Winter Soldier, also had a big fight here. Miss Watson was not surprised and walked all the way to the door of the theater listening to the sound.

There were corpses all over the ground.

But compared to the time in Winter Soldier, the monsters in front of me don't have much flesh and blood, and most of their bodies are made of plastic and metal. These basically come from various toys, such as fragments of children's rocking cars, disassembled plastic ponies and large dolls, and some are simply amusement park dolls, which fully embody Donna's spiritual world.

Fortunately, there is no puppet centipede like last time.

It's quite scary if you think about it carefully.

The size of the monster did not exceed the standard, indicating that Donna's mental state was quite stable at the moment. Miss Watson walked slowly into the theater. By this time, the gunfire had completely subsided. Instead, a crisp music came out. The melody was very simple, and it sounded like a music box.

Donna sat on her knees in the center of the stage, holding an old toy box in her hand. Her entire face was hidden under the gauze, as still as a sculpture. She is surrounded by several armed dolls, and of course, the doll Angie in a shabby doll wedding dress comes to life.

"Bad woman! The bad woman is here!"

The familiar drake voice.

"You call again?"

Miss Watson raised her hand to draw her gun, and Angie seemed to be strangled by the throat, hesitatingly hiding next to Donna's legs. But its owner, Donna, stood up, ignored the shivering wedding doll, ran towards Miss Watson on two legs, and then suddenly stopped.

"Okay, Lisa won't hurt you, come here quickly." Giving faceless nurse Lisa a still command, Miss Watson waved to Donna, who immediately threw herself into her arms. However, before Donna was happy for a few seconds, she was slapped on the forehead: "Why are you wearing a full-coverage headscarf? Why don't you take it off when you see me? Are you pretending to be a bandit?"

"Woo..."

Donna covered her head pitifully, and although she was reluctant, she took off the headscarf, revealing her face covered in ugly mutated abscesses. Miss Watson touched her hair, then hugged Donna and rocked her gently like a child: "Last time I was in a hurry and didn't give you a good hug. Now that I've hugged you back, tell me what you found? "

"There... there is a music box." As an autistic person with a rather immature mind, Donna really liked this trick. She dragged Miss Watson to the stage like a treasure: "My parents gave it to me when I was a child. Me...Claudia and I, we love listening to this song..."

"stop."

Miss Watson made a cross sign: "I'm very busy. Now that I've finished hugging you, I have to leave."

"Eh? Don't, don't go..." Donna looked disappointed, but she still grabbed the corner of Miss Watson's clothes, and then her hair was ruffled by a hand, and she was hugged tightly by Miss Watson. Dangling away: "Hahaha, I'm just kidding, why are you so easy to deceive? No, I can't help it anymore, hahahahahaha!!!!"

The theater echoed with laughter. Although it seemed abrupt, it was inexplicably full of contagiousness. Donna clung to Miss Watson's chest, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, but she didn't laugh, she just continued to hug the slender waist of this cold body.

"Okay, tell me about your hands first."

"......it is good."

The two women sat down on the chairs, while on the stage a few meters away, the puppet Angie tilted her head alone and never made any movement again.