[Pacific Rim] Blue Turquoise

The next morning.

Candidate testing.

Zhou Lan was pushed into the crowd by Ingrid. She tugged at her snow-white uniform helplessly, stood uncomfortably among a group of people wearing dark tight vests, pursed her lips nervously, I don't know where to put my hands, it feels extremely out of place.

"Wait a minute--"

Ingrid stood not far away, making such an exaggerated mouth shape to her.She put up her beautiful blonde hair today, leaving a few unruly strands hanging down her cheeks, with a plain face, wearing a tight cotton vest and loose trousers, and a thin light blue sweatshirt over it .

Zhou Lan shrugged, vaguely guessing what she was going to do.

On the field, Raleigh pointed his long stick at the neck of his opponent who was lying on the ground. He raised his head and looked at Mako Mori and General Steck standing not far away. The general paused and nodded, and Mako Mori lowered his eyes. Write down something on the folder.

"You can obviously defeat them with fewer tricks." Mako Mori said so, with a serious expression on her face, and the corners of her plump and slightly raised lips were tightly pursed into a straight line.

"...can we change the rules?"

After a long time, Raleigh raised his eyebrows, and a rare provocation flashed in his light brown pupils. He raised his stick and pointed it at Mako Mori, "Why don't you let her try?"

"—why not wait?"

Ingrid's lazy and bright voice suddenly interrupted Raleigh's movements. Raleigh was startled, and turned back to look at her abruptly. He saw that she had picked up the long stick that was thrown aside just now, and was walking slowly with her bare feet. Walking slowly towards Raleigh.

"How do you..."

She raised the corners of her eyes with a half-smile, ignored Raleigh's astonishment, and said to General Steck, "Before that lovely lady comes up, let me try."

"Ingrid."

Raleigh took a half step back helplessly, he seemed to have nothing to do with her, "Now is not the time to mess around."

Zhou Lan laughed out loud.

... Nonsense?

With Ingrid's current status, there is really no more suitable candidate than her.

Before Raleigh could persuade his girlfriend, who was supposed to be sleeping now, to step down, she had already swung the long stick in a very standard gesture.

Raleigh: "..."

Ingrid smiled provocatively, took a step forward and swung the long sticks in the hands of the two of them together!Raleigh took a step back from the shock, he bluntly raised his head halfway, and the tip of the opponent's long stick was firmly raised and pointed directly at his face.

"Tch." The other party proudly raised his chin halfway, flipped his wrist and retracted the long stick, but a smile surged in his eyes.

Raleigh was stunned for a while, and slowly, he also provoked a clear smile.He raised his long stick and made the same movements as the opponent. After a short silence, there was a sudden collision!

The figures of the two seemed to be afterimages for a moment, and they separated suddenly after a moment of staggering. Before Ingrid's long stick was raised, the other party approached and pressed the long stick against her lower abdomen almost half a beat.

"Do you know why I'm here..." The distance between the two is very close now, Ingrid turned her cheeks slightly at an angle, her lips were just close to each other's ears, and she couldn't help but feel a little ambiguous when she said, "Because I am A graduate of the Hunter Academy..." Taking advantage of the momentary stiffness of the other party—I don't know whether it was because of such ambiguous actions or her words, she raised her eyebrows when she saw this, and slowly backed away until she stretched enough distance.

"Stop." General Stark waved his hand suddenly, Mako Mori tensed his back and looked up anxiously at his adoptive father, all he got was the other's denial, "I make my own decision, Raleigh, Ingrid, you and I come."

Mako Mori held the folder tightly and looked a little dazed. She stood there at a loss. Seeing that Raleigh had been called away, the other candidates dispersed one after another, leaving only Zhou Lan who was watching her in place.

"...Mako Mori?"

She spoke softly, carefully stepping across the dark blue flannel field, the hard leather boots hitting the floor made a slight muffled sound.

Well, she admitted that she was also very surprised just now, the plot has begun to diverge from the original book, and she doesn't know what to do, she can't kill Ingrid with one knife and then tell the general to let Mako Mori be the co-pilot, right?

We can only take one step at a time, and at worst we all die together.

She felt like she was getting more and more crazy now.

"..." Mako Mori lowered her head, "Victoria, my wish may not come true." Her voice was very soft, as if she was facing a bubble that could break at the touch of a button, and any slight increase would lead to unpredictable consequences .

"It doesn't matter." Zhou Lan heard her own dry voice, "Human beings will be saved, all will be."

Now she hated herself for not being good at communicating, which led to her poor language skills, and she didn't know how to comfort the girl in front of her.

"Pfft, it's okay." She suddenly laughed softly, "I can command the 'Dangerous Wanderer' on the podium, although I can't drive the mecha I modified myself, but it's worth the return ticket anyway. "

She raised her head as if nothing had happened, but found that the other party's eyes were still worried.Her shoulders slumped suddenly, and she said with some frustration, "You really understand me."

"Of course." Zhou Lan shrugged, took a step forward to grab the Japanese girl's hand, and put her fingers on the other's loose jacket made of denim fabric. The texture was a bit cold and rough, but unexpectedly soft, she bent her eyes and smiled. Said: "Let's walk together, don't reject me."

The Japanese girl silently agreed, she lowered her eyes, her blue broken hair seemed to be smooth and smooth.

When Zhou Lan walked into the office on high heels, she was almost stunned by the chaos in front of her eyes. She glanced around, and then cast her eyes on Newt who was squatting in the corner. He had short brown hair in a mess, I was rummaging for something in a pile of broken copper and iron.

"My God—!"

Zhou Lan's voice is naturally low-pitched, cold and deep, and when she rarely raises her voice, it also has a strong penetrating power.

The other party was startled, raised his head and stared at her for half a second, then casually dropped the recording pen in his hand, walked over and took Zhou Lan's hand and stumbled inside.

"...It seems that there is no need to record." He muttered in a low voice.

"Listen baby." He held Zhou Lan's shoulders with both hands and looked at her—although he had to raise his gaze a little bit up because of the high heels, but the other party frowned suddenly because of a strange name, "The next thing is very important. You have to help me tell Herman that this is the first time in human history to establish a brain connection with a monster. If I am still alive after the experiment, then it will be successful. Of course, if it is the opposite, this point You have to tell him the matter for me."

Zhou Lan was a little dazed, her thoughts were a little erratic, she was a little too close to him now, so that she could smell the familiar smell of mint on his body and the smell of disinfectant and chemicals soaked in the basement for a long time , but it made her unexpectedly relax the nerves that had been tense all over her body—since Ingrid came to power.

She suddenly didn't want to see the other party's pale face with muscle spasms and weakness after establishing an overly strong brain connection, but it was necessary.

Zhou Lan bit her lip, and said in an erratic tone, "Okay."

The other party cheered a little, let go of her fingers little by little, the warm temperature of her fingertips gradually moved away from her, she shivered suddenly, and saw that the other party was already sitting on a chair, with the helmet on her head.

"...No." She whispered, "Don't..."

Of course, Newt couldn't hear him anymore. He tilted his head, moved his fingertips and paused hesitantly at the red button on the machine, and then pressed it hard.

"The countdown begins, get ready."

"three"

"two"

"One"

Zhou Lan raised her head abruptly, but the other party's eyes were already blank, a little red blood dripped from the tip of her nose, and the blood color was gradually fading from his cheeks, turning pale, she trembled uncontrollably, "Newt...you bastard. "She repeated unconsciously, "Bastard... Big bastard..." She ran over and knelt down beside him, searched around in a panic, and stretched out her sleeves righteously to rub against his nose gently, wiping away the blood , and then stared at him intently, the trembling all over his body gradually calmed down.

"He can survive."

she murmured.

"Impossible to die."

"Yes, it's absolutely impossible."

The author has something to say: this one is finally making some progress... procrastinating like old men and old ladies falling in love, when will we be able to hit home run! !

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It's impossible for Makoto to pilot the mecha... because Ingrid is Raleigh's partner =v= no one is better than her.