Inhibition Marking Committee

Returning to the main source world after three months, feels like a lifetime away.

Huan Xiubai stood at the foot of the tall building of the Suppression Marking Committee, looked up, and saw that the building signboard MOC pierced through the clouds was dark, but the plaque [Comfortable Holiday Hotel] at the main entrance was still lit.

It is hidden in the city, and no one would have thought that the fifth to 36th floors of this hotel are the MOC offices that really control the upper-level resources of the main source world and its small world.

The New Year's holiday ended long ago, and now it was the working hours of the committee. Huan Xiubai found out his previous ID card, gestured to Xi Mohui, and walked in.

Stepping on the marble floor patchworked into a scale pattern, under the close watch of the front desk staff, Huan Xiubai went straight to the elevator hidden in the left alley, and the security guard came from behind, and asked him vigilantly, "What's the matter?"

It's not the previous security guard, but Zhang Sheng's face.

Huan Xiubai turned a deaf ear and swiped his card to get into the elevator. Suddenly, alarm bells rang out, "Warning, warning, the system information is incorrectly identified, suspected intrusion, suspected intrusion!"

Well... as expected.

Sure enough, his legal information in the main source world has been automatically deleted with the death of the original body.

"Hey, sir, please don't act rashly!" The security guard drew out his baton.

Huan Xiubai asked calmly, "You don't know me?"

The security guard was confused: "Should I know you? Who are you?"

"Then do you know him?"

The security guard turned around in the direction of his finger and looked into a pair of gentle dark amber eyes without any defense.

"...Uh..." The security guard blinked hard a few times, not even aware that his brain had been invaded, he shook his forehead and forced a smile: "Oh, it's you, the manager told me, please, Sorry for a misunderstanding."

The security guard was cast with a confusion spell, and walked away talking to himself.

Huan Xiubai walked up to Xi Mohui, "My identity has been removed and I can't get in."

Simo raised his jaw back, and the corridor-like internal structure allows people to stand on the first floor and have an overview of the entire 36 floors.The upper layer is stacked, divided into rooms one by one like a honeycomb, and the waterfall-shaped crystal lamp hanging centripetally on the top of the last layer is automatic without wind, echoing the scale pattern on the ground.

"It's easy to get in."

"It's really simple." Huan Xiubai took out a blueprint from nowhere and pointed it to him: "The escape route is behind the service desk. I'll go and tear down this wall, and then I can go up."

Simo raised his eyebrows back, and turned to the service desk, "I don't want to accompany you up the stairs."

Omega chased after him, and suggested: "Then build you a thirty-story escalator in the lobby?"

Simo imagined the scene for a while...it really lacks beauty.

"Huan Xiubai, you are already a god, can't you solve the problem with a different way of thinking?"

"To put it another way... Our department is on the 34th floor. How about this? I tore down the front 33rd floor and put that floor down directly, so you don't have to turn around and complain about sweating after walking too much."

Huan Xiubai's tone was relaxed as if he was breaking down building blocks.

Simo pursed his lips and smiled, then turned to the front desk and said, "Please open a couple's suite on the fifth floor with a good view."

"Yes sir. Show me your ID, please."

"……"that's all?Huan Xiubai didn't expect him to play his cards according to common sense.

Xi Mo wanted to take out his ID card, but Huan Xiubai held it down first, and said in a low voice, "You will be in trouble if your name is registered."

Simo broke free from him, and pressed the black card and ID card on the marble table, with a calm expression: "I was afraid that trouble would not come to me. But you, what's the matter, are tied up."

Huan Xiubai puffed out his chest, then raised his head, straight and confident: "I'm a married man now, so I can't mess around like before."

These words brought Xi Mo back to his heart, "It's good to know that you are afraid."

It's a joke, but Huan Xiubai's caution is not unreasonable. After all, MOC is the lair of the mastermind, who knows if he will cut off a piece of his soul and hide it here, waiting for a comeback in the future.

The two went up to the fifth floor from the direct elevator, and then Huan Xiubai demolished the partition wall, and went up from the sixth floor to the 34th floor.After the door opened, there was silence outside, Huan Xiubai lowered his head and frowned, because the area he stepped on was obviously covered with a thin layer of dust, and no one had cleaned it for a long time.

The cleaning staff is not on duty, and there are no other footprints on the ground. Could it be that the operation of the MOC mechanism has stopped?

Huan Xiubai pushed open the door of the special service department and turned on the indoor lights. The desks of several subordinates were still piled to the brim, and they had not been emptied.He walked around the office and opened the warehouse door to check. There were four full boxes of A-use prevention and control agents, and everything was the same as it was before his last mission.

"strangeness……"

Simo looked back at Huan Xiubai who was thinking, swept the ashes of a chair in front of him, sat down peacefully, and then found out from the messy handwriting on a document in front of him that it was Huan Xiubai's desk.

There are no plants, photos, mirrors or snacks on the table like a normal omega, and there is no personalized decoration-maybe the smoke-burned hole in the corner of the table barely counts.

Obviously, when this guy used to be in a bad mood and scolded others, he would habitually press his cigarette butt here.

Simo rubbed the small hole with his fingertips.

Six or seven disciplinary notices from above were piled up randomly, showing how impatient they were when they got them.

"Can I open it?" Simo pointed back to the drawer.

"Huh?" Huan Xiubai was sifting through the file cabinet and perfecting the information that can be used by the small world, then turned around, "Oh, my desk."

He walked over quickly and pressed down from behind Xi Mo.Xi Mohui obviously felt the breath of omega brushing past him.Huan Xiubai helped him open all three drawers, and said generously: "Look at whatever you want, I'll show you all, and I'd be happier if I just take away the ones I like."

He stood up straight, and smiled back at Sim Mo, "But my most valuable thing is already on this chair."

Xi Mohui not only did not deny it, but also proudly added: "I am a priceless treasure."

Huan Xiubai couldn't help being happy when he saw his complacent appearance.Even finding Shen Fang's small world directory in hundreds of files is almost humming.

In the past, in this lifeless place, apart from being satisfied for a few seconds when I got the first performance in the whole department at the end of the month, there was never such a time of relaxation and happiness.

There was someone in the office, so he bought coffee and went to smoke in the corridor.There was no one in the office, so he brought back the jar and worked overtime in front of the desk, biting a cigarette stem.

That was the only pastime he ever had.

"Let me see what was hidden in the drawer of the older single omega..." Xi Mohui said lazily, "A pack of cigarettes, empty. Takeaway list, broken ballpoint pen, another pack of cigarettes , make coffee..."

He took out a notebook, shook it, and dropped two small pills. He picked it up and looked at it, "CC pills, the batch was produced two years ago."

Huan Xiubai was enjoying his thoughts, when he suddenly heard him say: "What's in it?"

Omega's smile froze on his face, he quickly turned around and stopped in a panic: "Don't open the cabinet!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew it was too late.Xi Mohui had already grasped the handle of the floor cabinet, and pulled it out——

Did not pull away.

Huan Xiubai breathed a sigh of relief.The cabinet had a lock, which he almost forgot.

Simo glanced back at him, lowered his head and turned a few times on the three-digit password, "click", the lock opened.

Huan Xiubai: "...you...you know me too well."

Simo replied: "The password is a three-digit number, and most people will set it as a birthday. You are just my family, so there is no birthday, and the only fixed date is the estrus period. So the password is either 023 or 230."

"As expected of you... it's 023."

Simo opened the cabinet door back, and the contents inside were dumped on his shoes.

Piles of unopened cc pills, empty special suppressant injection boxes, alcohol, gauze, painkillers and refreshers, among the piles of things that are no longer needed now, Simo Hui picked out a crumpled certificate .He glanced at it quickly, and it was a document issued by the orphanage to prove that Huan Xiubai lived in the orphanage from 1 to 13 years old, and from 14 to 16 years old.

Why is there a year missing in the middle?

Huan Xiubai got the small world encyclopedia catalog, sandwiched a book the size of a brick, with evasive eyes: "I've found it, let's go."

Simo rolled up the yellowed document in front of him and stuffed it into the pocket of his long coat.

Huan Xiubai was at a loss for words for a while, and wanted to speak, but he didn't know where to start.

He took Xi Mo back up a flight of stairs, to the staff dormitory area of ​​MOC, and entered his original room.To Xi Mo's surprise, the inside is quite tidy... No, it should be said that there are very few things, so it doesn't look messy at all.

Huan Xiubai is not a self-disciplined person, the room will present such a state, it can be seen how he used to be in a state of numbness and disregard for life.Because I don't treat the dormitory as my home and will leave at any time, I don't buy any unnecessary items.

Compared with getting up on time every day just to have breakfast with him, and seeing him radiant wherever he goes, Huan Xiubai No. [-] before is simply an antisocial autistic patient who has lost hope and enthusiasm for life—— Moreover, it is the most dangerous type, with high lethality and strong execution ability, lack of morality and paralysis of perception, and it needs to be taken to prison immediately if taken for mental test.

Can you expect a person who can eat inhibitors to be normal? !

Although it's not normal now.

But at any rate, he can control, prevent, heal, and like abnormality.

"You can sit wherever you want. I'll just take two clothes."

Huan Zhinan opened the closet in a flash, and Xi Mohui, who was sitting in front of the bed, couldn't bear to look straight at him—all black t and white t long-sleeved and short-sleeved jeans, and the thick one in winter was a windbreaker. Bought from ordinary stores, the style and texture are far from the small fingernails that Xi Mohui has aesthetics.

He saw Omega's hand reaching for the suit, and couldn't help but stop: "Are you going to wear this and take me to the wedding tomorrow?"

Huan Zhinan: "Ah? Can't you?"

Simo's face turned frosty: "Definitely not."

After Xi Mohui's insistence, Huan Xiubai discarded all his clothes. Before closing the door, when asked "Is there really nothing else to take away?", Huan Xiubai grabbed Alpha's hand and took a step back , snapped his fingers, and a cluster of small green flames appeared from his fingertips.

"No. I already have priceless treasures." Omega looked sideways, his eyes glowed with fire, and the flames at his fingertips shot up, like a fire dragon rushing into the room, instantly ignited a raging fire, swallowing his past.

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Inexplicable, after agreeing to come out and do business, why did they start showing affection again? ? ? ?

Can it still work! ! !

I always feel like these two are preventing me from finishing.

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感谢在2020-02-0900:53:11~2020-02-1103:32:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: dissatisfied. , Huoxiang, 1 liqueur fruit milk sauce;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 32 bottles of Fleeting Years; 10 bottles of Jiji Fujiji;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!