The day I was forced to be a detective pendant

"Get up, get up you two!"

In my sleep, I heard Chu Huaixing's bluffing voice, and then I felt suffocated—I was dragged out of bed by the white wolf by the collar of my pajamas.

"Ouch!" I plopped down on the carpet and begged for mercy: "I'm going by myself, I'm awake, I'm awake! Go and trouble Bian Yao."

The white wolf opened his mouth, leaped over the sofa, took two steps across the living room and rushed into the opposite bedroom, and went to violently wake up Bian Yao again.

I sat on the ground with my eyes half open, still a little dazed—last night because I was too excited, I tossed and turned on the bed for several hours, and the time when I finally fell asleep was past 3:[-] in the morning.

So what the hell was I getting excited about last night...

Then I remembered.

I sat on the floor in my crumpled pajamas and pajamas with a dazed face, my eyes wide open—was it a dream, or a hallucination?Did I kiss Bian Yao yesterday?

I raised my neck, and a long series of question marks and exclamation points flew through my mind.

Although the psychedelic idea of ​​"wanting to kiss Bian Yao" first appeared in my mind, until now, I have been secretly fantasizing about it for a while, but I never thought that one day it would really happen. Put into practice.

Even now, I still don't quite understand why I have been greedy for Bian Yao like an idiot.

Do I like Bian Yao?I asked myself, and the answer is yes.But... Is my liking for Bian Yao actually this kind of liking?

How does Yao feel about me?Judging from yesterday's development, he seems to have seen my dirty... absurd idea, and he kissed me out of the desire to tease me.

Or, maybe because he has dragon power again, he was so excited that even seeing me, a useless dragon for his attribute power, was pleasing to his eyes, so he decided to reward me with a kiss.

Ahhh I can't figure it out - I rubbed my already wildly shaggy hair, and then my arms stopped again.

Longli... Oh, I looked down at my hand, which was in the shape of a golden scissors, and then I remembered the dragon soul appeared and recast the sword.

Oh my god, I'm too depraved, I'm so addicted to masculinity that I forget the business.

This white wolf has already come back from a fight with Bian Yao. Seeing me, I saw a trace of disgust on the expressionless wolf face: "What are you thinking, it looks so disgusting."

I wiped my face, tried my best to get back to normal, and asked, "What's the matter, what did you call us up for?"

"Look at what time it is. My brother told you to get up for dinner. By the way, let me tell you about the Lunatic organization." The white wolf turned around smartly, and slapped me across the face with his big hairy tail.

When I got dressed and walked out of the bedroom, Bian Yao happened to come out of the room too. He looked like he hadn't slept enough, yawned, and buttoned his shirt with his eyes squinted.

Subconsciously, I glanced into his clothes, only to catch a glimpse of flesh-colored and thought-provoking shadows, and I was so impatient.When I looked up, I found that he had finished yawning and opened his eyes to look at me. His heart beat suddenly, and his cheeks and ears burned.

It's nothing, nothing, calm down, haven't you seen Bian Yao naked a long time ago, calm down...I shouted to myself desperately in my heart.

Bian Yao had already walked over, I held my breath and watched him getting closer and closer, besides being nervous, there was also a vague expectation lingering in my heart.He got closer and closer until he was in front of me...and then passed me directly.

Oh, the corridor exit is behind me.

Just as I exhaled quietly and was about to turn around and follow, I found that Bian Yao didn't move forward at all, but stood behind me, so I turned my head and bumped into his face directly.

Due to the slight difference in height, my mouth just hit his chin, as if I pounced on him and kissed his face.My nerves were already very tense, and I was suddenly stimulated by this development. I quickly retreated to the wall and stood against the wall like a spider, with smoke coming out of my ears.

"Silly x." Bian Yao raised his eyebrows, glanced at me from the end of his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, turned and left in a good mood.

Looking at his back disappearing at the end of the corridor, I found out humbly—even now I am happy to hear Bian Yao scolding me.

I am done.

In the big dining room downstairs, Brother Yue has already had breakfast and is watching the news on the tablet computer, while Brother Fan is still slowly eating fruit with a fork—he looks like he is cutting a pineapple with a knife and fork, as if holding an operation What precision movement is the knife doing.It suddenly occurred to me that I didn’t know what kind of creature Fan Ge’s prototype was. He looked elegant and intellectual, somewhat similar to his brother’s temperament, but not so exaggerated and evil. I don’t know if he is also a bird.

It is said that birds, especially males, because of their gorgeous feathers, turn into very beautiful people.

But I looked down at the cat dining table set up with small stools. It was the first time in many days that the serval came home to eat—this guy looked crazy when he saw birds outdoors, but he didn’t feel the same when facing Brother Fan. What was the reaction? Maybe I guessed wrong.

Today's breakfast is Western style. I spread some butter on freshly baked bread, sandwiched some scrambled eggs and bacon, and directly made it into a sandwich...a burrito.Mr. Qin came over, wearing a black suit that has never changed for thousands of years, and asked, "Coffee and orange juice?"

I nodded with my mouth full, and muttered, "Thank you, Mr. Qin."

"Swallow it down before you talk," he said.

I nodded my head, turned my head and saw that Chu Huaixing had also turned into a human form. He looked at the lettuce and tomato salad that had been allocated in advance on his plate—only he had this treatment, with a frowning expression on his face.

"I don't want to eat grass in the morning."

Mr. Qin said: "I want to eat. I don't care about the young master at school. I eat more vegetables at home."

Chu Huaixing looked up at his elder brother, then at Fan Wujiu, then at the two of us, and realized that no one would help him, so he could only swallow a piece of green lettuce and held it in front of his eyes.

Mr. Qin brought two cups of coffee, and put another small pot of hot milk in front of Bian Yao, and finally confirmed that Chu Huaixing was eating the vegetable leaves honestly, then turned and left the dining room.I found that there was half a basket of unfinished steamed dumplings in front of Brother Fan, and the bread in my hand suddenly became stale.

He noticed the look in my eyes and asked with a smile, "Do you want to eat? It might be a little cold."

Can I?"

Brother Fan nodded, and held up the steamer with his slender and white fingers and handed it to me: "I prefer to eat Chinese breakfast, although I said no trouble, but Mr. Qin will prepare some every time, I didn't finish it, I feel it's a pity .”

I laughed: "I'll help you."

I just stuffed a steamed dumpling into my mouth, and when I looked up, I saw two pairs of "brother eyes" coming from the other side, as if blaming me for stealing their brother's food, or that the idol's favor didn't fall on me. Like angry.

"Why did you two wake up so late? Didn't you go to bed early yesterday?" Brother Yue slid his fingers on the tablet, as if he was reading emails, and asked casually.

When I heard the words, I thought of the unspeakable kiss under the moonlight, and I was so nervous that I couldn't speak for a long time.Brother Yue didn't seem to understand what was difficult to answer this question, so he couldn't help but raised his head and looked at me.I took a quick look at Bian Yao and found that this guy was gnawing on the croissant as usual, and his calm and breezy appearance was really annoying, so I decided to file a complaint immediately: "It's because Bian Yao is still drinking tea in the middle of the night, and he has to force him." drink with me."

Only the two of us know how Bian Yao "forced me to drink tea". Bian Yao choked on a mouthful of bread, blushed from coughing, grabbed the water cup and poured it down.

Chu Huaixing stuffed his mouth full of lettuce, chewing it emotionlessly, and looked at us suspiciously back and forth.

Brother Yue finished answering the email, closed the tablet casually, cleared his throat and said, "First of all, let me reiterate that students whose physique is easy to be used as a target, and whose strength is particularly weak, should be cautious in their daily actions and frequently talk to the family. Report, don't act rashly."

Bian Yao glanced at me: "Tell me about you."

Me: "I'm talking about you."

Brother Yue: "I'm talking about you two!"

"Secondly, among the three people you caught, two of them have this logo on their bodies. Take a look." Brother Yue handed the phone to Bian Yao. Pharmacy like logo.I looked familiar, and said, "Ah, this symbol like an alchemy scale, if you take it apart, it looks a lot like the 'L' watermark on the Lunatic website."

Bian Yao pushed the phone back and said, "It's this sign. In the place where I was locked up when I was a child, every time I went back and forth between the detention room and the laboratory, there was this sign on the door of the sterile operating room."

Brother Yue nodded unsurprisingly, but I took a deep breath: "So... the organization that Lunatic belongs to is indeed the group of lunatics obsessed with collecting dragon spirit bodies?"

Brother Fan gently put down his teacup and said, "We have investigated the Lunatic website, and found that the structure is roughly like this." He shook off a napkin, took out a pen from his chest pocket, and drew on it. A few squares.

"What you have come into contact with so far is the so-called emotion section, sex section, and all kinds of niche hobbies to find like-minded sections. Each large section is divided into very fine details. For example, in fetishism alone, various There are a lot of different types - foot fetish, necrophilia, etc. But these subcategories are not entirely sexually driven, such as cannibalism, kleptomania, exhibitionism, and animal sadism that you have encountered. Of course, this is completely isolated from the abuse of human beings, BDS*M is another big area." Fan Ge said a lot of incredible words in a very professional and academic tone, "Just use Let’s talk about this sub-forum of animal sadism, apart from the spontaneous communication between individual users, the organized interest chain behind it is…”

He pulled out a few arrows and drew a few circles: "The smuggling of rare protected animals, the offline adventure performances of various animals, the dissemination of videos obtained from the hunting performances, and any other activities that need to meet the 'special needs' of VIP users." Serve."

"I have a problem." I held up my hand.

Brother Fan nodded to me from behind his glasses like a school teacher, and I said, "Aren't most of the members in this organization all spiritually capable? In other words, most of them are not human...not monkeys, but All kinds of animals. Then why do they still do this kind of thing that entraps rare wild animals?"

Brother Fan showed a somewhat sad smile, and asked me: "What is the event that caused the largest human death?"

"Earthquake? Tsunami? Volcanic eruption? Or... what about war?" He said, "It's not human beings who kill the most human beings."

"Whether monkeys or other creatures evolve into the concept of 'humanity', they will share an interoperable essence, which is 'self-cleaning'. When the population and the distribution of social resources come When a balance is on the brink, in order not to expand the population of the entire ethnic group to the point of consuming the earth's resources, this self-cleaning genetic instinct will often be activated. Then in the complex secularism, nationalism, groupism, collectivism and panic Under the influence of ideology, the group will start to divide you and me, and start to carry out mass executions of dissidents, which is commonly known as the Holocaust.”

"Is this... so serious?" I trembled.

"When a group starts to be clearly labeled, it can be any category...such as skin color, such as sexual orientation, such as religious belief, or whether you have spiritual power, whether you are a person with abilities, it is ethnic cleansing As you know, everything in the past was slowly conceived in the aura of heaven and earth, and the spiritual consciousness was slowly opened from ignorance. Then there were "monkeys". Of course, I am not talking about apes in the mountains, but in a general sense Humans. But monkeys were in the minority at that time, and the so-called 'monsters' were in the majority."

"Nowadays, the number of capable people is no longer comparable to that of monkeys. Most of the capable people have also mixed into the monkey community to live an ordinary life. In addition, monkeys have also produced many inorganic substances by chemical synthesis. From our The cities you live in, and the drugs you swallow can all be synthesized in the laboratory, and the composition of the world has changed greatly. Under this change in the pattern, when you are no longer you, you can only be defined by labels , your personal symbols disappear, leaving only the 'I' and the 'Other'."

Fan Ge said: "And the 'I' is almost always superior to the 'Other', or is threatened by the existence of the 'Other'. Think back, which catastrophe in the history of human civilization did not start like this?"

Although I didn't expect the topic to advance in this direction, Brother Fan's voice was very calm and logical, and I couldn't help but follow his lead and think a little more.

In ancient times, there were colonists invading the habitat of the aborigines, in modern times there was a mass cleansing of the Jewish people, and in modern times there are massacres against immigrants. It seems that they all fell into the trap of the law he said.

It's just... why did he say this? Could it be that he was implying that some people with psychic abilities think that their own existence is superior to that of ordinary humans?Although it does appear to be so.Even Xiang Wuzheng said - entering the spiritual world of ordinary people and influencing and changing their spirits is simply as easy as pie.

So in the past, what was the force that restrained this group of ability users?But now, why did such an organization appear again, unscrupulously destroying the balance between the two worlds.

"Ahem." Brother Fan cleared his throat, brought my thoughts back to the present, pushed his glasses and smiled, "It's getting too far."

"What I want to say is that this dark web seems to be very large, but it is actually just a facade, a trading portal, and the tip of the iceberg. There are so many complicated inside stories behind it, just such a niche subcategory There are countless people operating behind the scenes, and the entire website has hundreds of subsections. What is certain is that their capital chain and cash flow must be very sufficient, so rich people will often do another thing.”

"What?" I have completely entered the lecture mode, looking at him eagerly.

"Controlling power." Bian Yao said, "What do you do with so much money? You have everything that money can buy, and you want things that money can't buy. People's hearts, human lives, power, and money can buy everything." Unrecognizable power."

"What's that?" I asked.

"The right to change one's destiny, one's own destiny and the destiny of others." Bian Yao said, "Who lives and who dies, who should live, and what the world we live in should look like."

Now I know where Bian Yao's outlook on life came from, and I learned it from his idol.

I suddenly asked, "Is Brother Fan a university teacher? The kind that teaches political philosophy."

Not only did he laugh, but even Brother Yue laughed: "Do you think it looks like it?"

I nodded stupidly: "Brother Fan looks very intellectual, just like a teacher or a laboratory scientist, doesn't he?"

Brother Yue glanced at him with a half-smile, Fan Wujiu shook his head and smiled, and took another sip of tea.

I said, "But Brother Fan will be a teacher in our school, Bian Yao will definitely not sleep in class."

Brother Yue shot over with sharp eyes: "Does Xiao Yao still dare to sleep in class?"

What he asked was not "Are you still sleeping", but "Do you still 'dare' to sleep?" Bian Yao trembled, shook his head repeatedly, and kicked my calf bone hard under the table.