The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

(I’ve been working hard for NetEase these two days, almost all night long. I’m sorry for the late update.)

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Watson didn't react.

He waited for the next words of the short-haired woman in front of him.

"Your strength, endurance and neurological reactions are far beyond ordinary people, but you are not like that special T-virus infected person, and you can even survive the bombing shock wave. I am very curious about your body, so... ....”

A syringe with a metal shell appeared in Four Eyes' hand, and the needle tip shone coldly in Watson's pupils:

"Let me smoke a pipe."

"Wait, are you always so direct when talking to people?"

"Let me smoke."

"No."

Hearing Watson's words, he rolled his eyes and put away the syringe. She didn't look drunk at all, and Watson couldn't help but start to wonder if this woman had been acting all along.

Although she no longer acted like she was about to prick someone with a needle at any time, Si Yan obviously had no intention of giving up just like that. She glanced up and down at Watson with the eyes of a guinea pig, and suddenly said:

"What do you have to do to be willing?"

"I don't think the hotel corridor is suitable for talking about this kind of thing." Watson habitually began to communicate with Siyan in a normal way: "And don't you think that the relationship between the two of us is not good enough to smoke casually? The level of blood?"

However, he soon realized that he was wrong.

"Make conditions."

His eyes were unmoved, and he crossed his arms: "You neither refused nor agreed, it can only be because you want to negotiate terms. Do you want money or something? Tell me quickly, if you want my body ..."

"stop!"

This topic just gets worse the more I talk about it.

You have to know that in the two rooms behind her, Luper and Michela may hear it at any time!

Watson didn't know if the short-haired girl had done something similar before, and what the members of the wolf pack thought of it, but he didn't want to be the hero in this kind of thing at all.

"Nice to meet you, farewell."

Watson waved his hand, turning around and walking down the stairs without giving Si Yan a chance to continue talking. Four eyes watched Watson disappear at the top of the stairs, then turned to look at Bertha's room door, silent and not knowing what he was thinking.

......

The day of departure has arrived.

Everyone met the cargo ship on the speeding boat. The ship obviously did not intend to attract any attention from the shore, and the small boat that had consumed more than half of its fuel was also received directly on board.

When Watson stepped onto the deck, he saw a small group of crew members camouflaging several armored vehicles at containers in remote corners. A large partition is built into the outer layer, and the limited gaps are filled with seeds, nuts, and building materials.

And some boxes that haven't had time to deal with are piled with large and small guns and ammunition.

This was apparently a ship used for smuggling arms.

After meeting a stout old man with stubble on his face, Luper led the Wolves members into the cabin. There were many armed guards and boatmen along the way, but everyone seemed to treat Watson and his group of 'passengers' as if they didn't exist, and even paid very little attention or scrutiny.

"You can move freely on the deck at any time."

Worried that Watson might not have had a similar experience before, Ruper specifically told him: "But don't reach out to touch the cargo, don't enter other parts of the cabin, and don't try to take photos, and don't ask any unnecessary questions to any guards or boatmen. I'll take care of the problem, the food."

A few people stumbled down the three or four flights of stairs. The two cabins at the end were the resting places for the wolf team during the journey. The simple double-decker iron frame bed was fixed on the small steel beam, which looked better than before. The motel I stayed in during those few days was even cruder.

Even to take a bath and use the toilet, you have to go out and turn around for more than ten meters.

But this is not a big problem for Watson.

Because he doesn't need to sleep or go to the bathroom.

There are more than a dozen beds in the cabin, and according to Ruper, they are all empty, which saves Watson from having to squeeze too close to the men like Ghost and Beltway.

"Don't call me until tomorrow..."

The ghost said as he lay down on the bed and fell asleep without taking off his shoes. Beltwine and Victor were not much better. The lingering influence of the drinking party last night was still there, and the several men who had been drinking quickly found their own beds and started to catch up on their sleep.

Bored, Watson simply decided to run up to the deck and walk around. It happened to be almost dusk, and he might have a chance to enjoy the sunset on the sea. If it hadn't rained, he might have been on deck all night.

Reaching out to push open the heavy hatch, a salty, damp sea breeze came in again. The sunshine in the northern hemisphere is not too strong in winter, so except for Watson, there were no bored guys wandering around on the deck.

This is so empty.

Unlike the steel jungles of New York and the mountains of Maine, the scenery at sea is unique. Of course Watson had been to the beach in his previous life, but he had never been in the vast blue like this, and enjoyed a view countless times wider than an airplane window.

The setting sun finally melted into the horizon little by little.

The bright light blue in front of me slowly turned darker, and finally turned dark. Those light spots representing the stars light up in the clear night sky. At this moment, the sky and the ocean seem to reverse roles.

Watson heard footsteps.

He turned around and saw Michela standing behind him.

"what happened?"

"Come down and eat."

After being stunned for a moment, Watson finally came to his senses. Since turning into the body of the black light virus, he no longer needs to eat three meals a day. He usually maintains it just to pretend to be a normal person, but this time he was just looking at the sea view and forgot about it if he didn't pay attention.

"Aren't you cold in what you wear?"

Seeing that Watson made no move, Michela walked up and looked at his attire of jeans, short sleeves and a jacket. After looking at it for a while, he shook his head: "Well, I still have to get used to your special physique."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and touched the back of Watson's hand, frowning: "You are as cold as a dead person..."

"You can also treat me as a dead person."

Watson shook his head indifferently.

He remembered a more important issue, and that was the matter of Four Eyes. After a simple exchange with the other party last night, Watson has been hesitating whether to tell the girl in front of him or not. After all, Si Yan is a member of the wolf team, and with her lack of empathy and straightforward character, if she really wants to find the other party to conduct biochemical virus experiments, she will definitely not be able to hide it from the rest of the team.

But Watson isn't worried about that.

Anyway, he has several hard drives in his hands, so it’s not him who has the final say on what information Si Yan can get?

Moreover, it is a certainty that the Umbrella Company will be sanctioned, and the information carried by a small number of fleeing employees is destined to be exposed. Governments represented by the Federation are already gearing up to snatch it, and Watson alone cannot stop it. Therefore, if you want to develop your own unique technology and equipment, you can only find a way to search elsewhere in the future.

Watson would not place all his hopes on the T virus. He must know that there is a black light virus in his body that has zero research progress.

Thinking of this, he spoke to Michelle:

"By the way, that 'Four Eyes' in our team, do you know that she is conducting experiments in private?"

The girl's expression was a little surprised. She didn't understand why Watson suddenly mentioned this guy with four eyes: "Everyone in the team knows it, but why do you say this?"

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A few minutes later.

"You want to participate in the Four Eyes experiment? Is that what you mean?"

Luper, who was chewing dry food, looked at the four silent people around him in surprise, wondering how the other party got involved with Watson.

"Well... you can understand that."

As soon as Watson finished saying this, he stood up with his eyes wide open and couldn't wait to take out a syringe and stab it. But Watson reacted faster. He grabbed Siyan's wrist, and the two people were immediately in a stalemate.

Seeing that the needle couldn't go in, the woman simply used both hands and even raised one foot to step on the bed, trying to push Watson's body down: "What are you grabbing my hand for? Didn't you agree?" Quickly let go!"

"I think you seem to have misunderstood." Watson's palms were held very firmly: "I mean the Umbrella Company's biochemical weapons research materials. I got some of them in Raccoon City before, although they are not much... .”

"I'm more interested in you."

Siyan's face was still expressionless.

Watson wanted to call Michaela and Luper, but he turned around and saw two women throwing dry food into their mouths, clearly showing their intention to eat melon and watch the show. He could only turn his head back to look at the four eyes: "If you think you are stronger than me, then you can continue to try, but I guarantee that this needle will never stick to me."

After a few seconds of silence, Siyan let go of his hand.

She put away the syringe and sat back on her bed. She picked up the half-eaten dry food again and continued to eat without paying attention to other people's eyes. Instead, Luper clapped his hands a few times, attracting Watson's attention:

"Okay, this is how the four eyes are, you just need to get used to it gradually."

As Watson also grabbed dry food, the wolf team's first meal on the munitions ship began. Luper did not call the three men who were sleeping to death, but asked Watson to throw a bag of dry food and water when he left.

Under the night outside the window, the freighter continued to move towards France against the waves.

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Meanwhile, Federal New York.

"Dear passengers, the plane has landed safely at Newark International Airport, thank you..."

The sweet voice of the stewardess echoed in the cabin, and a woman opened her eyes in her seat. A simple long-sleeved cotton T-shirt, a short coat with a fur collar, light blue jeans and short boots. Judging from the weather conditions in New York at this time, her clothes are obviously a little thin.

The little boy sitting next to him kept peeking over.

The woman's full, tempting lips opened into a smile, causing the boy in front of her to blush. She stretched out a hand and gently rubbed the other person's hair, then stood up and walked out of the plane.

The open space under the gangway was crowded with people picking up the plane.

Many of the passengers who had gone ahead had already found someone and left in twos and threes.

As I slowly stepped down the gangway, a few small snowflakes fell on my shoulders, as if to stubbornly emphasize that I was cold. But for women, this coldness is far less than the cold winter in Moscow.

She soon got into a car parked on the side of the road.

"Tell me, where to go?"

The woman asked a question that seemed not to be asked by passengers. After hearing her words, the man sitting next to her handed over a folder, then turned back and never responded, like a robot.