Accidentally pregnant with a cub [Interstellar]

"My lord, the neurotoxins on his body have been removed, but there is still some blood loss."

A familiar voice rang in my ears. It was the voice of Dr. Fitch. He once went to the villa to show George his knee. According to George, every rainy day, his sore knee was supported by Dr. Fitch. .

It seems that he has returned to the villa, Lin Quan thought, maybe his affairs in the underground boxing arena were also discovered.

He didn't panic too much in his heart, and he was mentally prepared before. After all, under the eyes of the city lord, it would be a matter of time before he was discovered. Before, he thought of collecting enough money and leaving directly. The water came and the soil covered it.

Lin Quan slowly opened his eyes, and met Leo's deep gaze not far away.

"Oh, you're awake," George on the side leaned forward, his wrinkled face was full of joy, "Would you like some water?"

Lin Quan struggled to sit up on the bed with his hands, and took the glass full of water.

"How can a good person suffer such a serious injury," George said half distressed and half complaining.

Lin Quan lowered his eyes silently.

"Send Dr. Fitch away," Leo, who was standing by the window, said with an unquestionable order.

"Yes, my lord," George said without saying anything, and bowed to lead Fitch, who was still standing aside, away.

After George and Fitch left, there was only the silence that could be heard in the small room, and neither of them spoke.

Just when Lin Quan thought that Leo would turn around and leave in the next second, he finally heard his voice, "Are you from the alliance?"

"Even if you don't have a chip in your wrist, there are still traces of foreign objects," Leo clasped his arms around his chest, his voice low.

Lin Quan looked at his left wrist, which had been re-bandaged. It seemed that during the time he was unconscious, his wrist had been searched.

"Want to go back to the league?"

Lin Quan raised his head when he heard the words, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

The scent of violets wafted in the night wind, and the bright light hit Leo's face. For the first time, Lin Quan discovered that behind the hideous mask was a pair of black eyes like his.

Lin Quan froze for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"I need you to do one thing. After it is done, I will send you away," Leo said lightly, "Now, heal your wounds well."

After Leo left, Lin Quan was still a little unresponsive, completely unaware of the direction of this matter.

I thought that after being discovered, he would not be directly sent to prison and would experience a storm, but I didn't expect that nothing happened, and even according to Leo's statement, he can return to the alliance smoothly!

Regardless of the truth of the matter, at least there is a glimmer of hope for returning to the alliance.

After that day, the life in the villa did not seem to be affected. Although George was a little surprised to find that he was not dumb, he was more relieved. According to his words, "The first time I saw you, I felt that you and those slaves It's different," George couldn't tell what was the difference.

George, who has always been a good guy, smiles all day long. It seems that nothing can knock him down. Even if he knows that Lin Quan is from the league, he will just ask him about the landscape and culture of the league out of curiosity, as if he is just from a certain city next door. , such a kind and upright character is rare in Star Pirates.

"Xiaoye," said George, who would help him undo the bandage on his back and apply medicine every night after the injury, "I'll sleep outside today," George said, putting the green plaster around the wound. The wound has slowly healed after several days of recuperation.

With the fragrance of herbs in his nose, Lin Quan tightened the bandage with his backhand, bit off the excess bandage, and stuffed the broken end inside.

"No need," Lin Quan said, it was just a few flesh injuries, except for the first two days when he had to stay in bed, on the third day he resumed his previous routine.

Even though he was rejected, George took advantage of Lin Quan's inattention at night and made him an extra quilt.

This amiable and kind elder always thinks of him first.Even if he is not good at cooking, in order for him to recover as soon as possible, he will try his best to boil some bone broth for him to drink. Although the taste is very indescribable, Lin Quan will bite the bullet and drink it clean every time.Worrying that he would be bored in bed, George somehow got a set of TV series about Goofy Love at [-] o'clock and played it next to his bed all day. It is said that it is the favorite of young people nowadays. Eyelids watching some bloody dramas of "I love you but you don't love me, you love him and he loves me"...

There are countless similar things, although Lin Quan often can't laugh or cry, but he often feels warm currents surging in his heart, nourishing his heart and flowing through his whole body.

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Alternating golden and red tulips are in bud, and the cup-shaped flower buds are large and showy. Waves are set off in the breeze, and the water mist floating in the air comes from the uniquely shaped swan fountain in the garden center. It is not a regular white swan, but a Two black swans whose foreheads touch each other and spread their wings.

It was somewhat similar to the black swan statue in the Lin family's courtyard. Lin Quan recalled the old stone sculpture in the Lin family's backyard.The two statues looked like they were hand-grinded by laymen. They looked nothing from a distance, but they were full of small uneven scratches when you got closer. I don't know if they were carved by Lin Qingzhi before or Lin Ying.

Lin Quan put on his overalls and started trimming the green belts between the flower beds with tongs in his hands. This is one of his daily tasks, removing excess branches to keep the outlines of the ribbons clear and the lines neat.

Although the back garden of the villa is large in size, because of George's careful care for many years, Lin Quan's workload is actually not heavy, and it usually takes less than one morning to finish it.

Leo went out before dawn in the past few days, and returned when midnight fell.

As for what Leo said when he was injured last time, he never mentioned it to Lin Quan again. If Lin Quan hadn't made sure that he didn't hear hallucinations, he would have thought that conversation happened in a dream.

However, it seems that Leo did not go out today.

Seeing the back of the man sitting in the garden reading a book in front, Lin Quan put down the tools in his hand and walked towards him quickly.

When he got closer, he realized that the book in Leo's hand looked familiar, it turned out to be the bound edition of "Alliance Express"!

"Alliance Express" is a news bulletin within the alliance. The newspaper published every day contains the latest news on politics, entertainment, society, humanities, etc. related to the alliance. The bound book collects all the content published in recent years. Few people will buy it to read, and it is generally stored in the library collection for research scholars to borrow.

Even as the lord of the seventh city, Leo doesn't seem to be as hostile to the alliance as others in Star Thief, let alone George.

Without the arrogant and conceited national complex under Donald's brainwashing mode, and knowing that Lin Quan is from the alliance, his attitude has not changed much. Instead, Lin Quan can't help wondering if he is making too much of a fuss.

Seeing Lin Quan, Leo put down the book in his hand, "What's your name?"

Lin Quan raised his eyebrows, he thought Leo would not ask.

Seeing his vigilant look, Leo knocked on the stone table nonchalantly, "I must at least confirm whether you are listed on the arrest warrant."

"Wouldn't it be better if I was wanted," Lin Quan shrugged. After all, an enemy's enemy is a friend.

"Because I don't want to help a criminal," Leo raised his jaw slightly, not arrogant.

I didn't expect him to be so upright. Lin Quan resisted his scrutiny and said frankly, "My name is Lin Quan. I'm not a wanted criminal. I just came here by accident."

"Lin...quan," Leo read in a low voice, as if he was practicing his pronunciation, but also seemed to be thinking about something.

"What's wrong?" Lin Quan felt a little strange.

"It's nothing," Leo came back to his senses, "Your name sounds nice."

Lin Quan was noncommittal and asked, "Does what you said before still count?"

"Of course, as long as you can win, I will send you away," Leo nodded.

"Win?" Lin Quan wondered.

"The Ninth City will hold a [-]-day auction, and I want to get an item from the night auction." Even with a mask on his face, he could feel the certainty in Leo's tone.

The ten-day auction is a well-known auction in the Ninth City. The auction is only held once a month. Every five years, it will be open on ten consecutive days. During the day, the auction is full of normal bidding, and at night is the highlight.

Every night there will be an auction finale. It may not be the most precious, but it must be the most outlandish. The only way to get it is to win the gladiatorial contest at the beginning of the night.

There are many rich and powerful people who specially hire professional boxers to participate in the competition, not necessarily to win the auction item, but more to show their status. For them, the auction item is like a lottery.

"Why did you choose me?" Lin Quan was a little puzzled. Although he has been popular in the underground black boxing in the Seventh City recently, when it comes to boxing and fighting alone, there are many people with more experience than him.

"I believe you can," Leo said lightly, "and I don't want others to know about this."

"Okay," Lin Quan understood. In this mutually beneficial transaction, Leo planned to conceal his identity to get the auction item, and he didn't know what kind of things made him need to do so.

"You still have a month," Leo said without warmth. "If you lose, I won't help you hide your identity."

It means that if Lin Quan doesn't win, he will send him directly to prison.Star Thief's prison accepts any alliance citizen unconditionally. Regardless of whether you are guilty or not, in their eyes, as long as you are not a member of Star Thief, you are a different kind. These Star Thief fanatics love to torture lowly Alliance people.

One month of preparation time, in order to seize this opportunity to leave the Star Pirates, Lin Quan started a day of training around the outside of the villa every morning before dawn.

The difference from the school before is that every time I run halfway, I will always be called aside by the kind-hearted George to help with things.

At the beginning, Lin Quan also wondered how George could stand at the door so punctually every day to watch him, and he only understood it when he heard the conversation between George and Leo inadvertently one day.

"Xiaoye has been stimulated by something these past few days. He runs around desperately every day. If I hadn't stared at him, he might have lost it without knowing it," George sighed.

Even though Lin Quan told George his real name, George still used to call him "Xiao Ye".

When he was injured before, George only thought that he was killed by bad guys when he went out at night. During the few days in bed, he tried his best to persuade him not to go out alone at night again.

"The hooligans on the street like you the most, a good-looking and powerless person."

Whether it's really powerless or not, it's the first time someone praised her good looks.

Lin Quan looked at himself in the mirror in a daze.

The eight years of primitive life on Gar star not only made the calluses on his hands thicker, but also turned his skin color directly into a wheat color, not to say that he has become ugly, but that he is indeed completely different from his previous self. two people.

Some long hair was casually tied behind the ears, and the slightly long forehead hair hung over the eyes, covering the inadvertent light in the eyes, and the whole person looked much gloomy.

But it's okay, although no one in the Star Thief knows him, but it can't be said absolutely, and there will be time to take care of him after he really returns to the alliance.

Leo should have said something to George that day, and when Lin Quan was exercising during the day, George never interrupted him halfway and forced him back to the manor.

A month later, Lin Quan and Leo were preparing to leave for the Ninth City, probably because they planned not to let anyone else know from the very beginning. George, who often accompanied him outside, was left in the city. No, just the two of them.

Only then did Lin Quan realize that the hundreds of followers that Leo had led in the fifth city were all guards in the seventh city, and these guards were dispatched directly from the main city.

Leo himself seems to have never developed the power under his command. I don't know if he is too conceited or really doesn't care.

It should be that he doesn't care. Through these months of getting along, Lin Quan discovered that Leo's daily routine is to get up early to deal with the affairs of the city, and turn off the lights early to rest after the routine exercise at night.

Except for the necessary banquet invitations of other city lords, there is almost no entertainment. It can be said that the life is more self-disciplined than most of the soldiers in the alliance. It is unimaginable.

The night before departure, Lin Quan went to the underground boxing ring and found Steven.

After Steven heard that he was here to pay the bill, and he would not come any more, the flattering smile on his face disappeared immediately, and he became eccentric.

"You want money if you haven't played enough games. Do you know how much we lost when Iron Fist died last time? According to the regulations here, you have to play ten more games to get the money. No one...uh!"

Lin Quan grabbed his collar and pushed him against the wall, his tone was cold, "Nobody what?"

"No one...can violate the rules..." Steven blushed.

Lin Quan didn't even look at the thugs rushing around, and the hand that grabbed Steven's neck became more and more forceful.

"Don't...don't come here!" Steven waved his hands in vain, and the thugs with machetes looked at each other, hesitating.

Lin Quan kicked over the tables and chairs in front of him, and dragged Steven to the gate of the boxing ring, not caring about the surprised eyes of the endless stream of people in front of the gate.

"I know you want to hold an iron fist," Lin Quan lowered his voice, and whispered in his ear, "Since that scene wants to kill me, you must be prepared to be approached by me."

When Steven heard this, his eyes drifted away, and his forehead was sweating, "That's the arrangement of the boxing ring, it has nothing to do with me, I'm just running errands," he seemed to remember something, "I remind you, yes ! I reminded you!"

Lin Quan sneered, "Aren't you the middleman of Iron Fist, you took a lot of money?"

Steven exclaimed subconsciously, "How do you know?!" After he finished speaking, he realized that his face suddenly became extremely ugly. It is against the principle for boxers under the middleman to fight against each other. If others know, his job I can't do it anymore!

Lin Quan was just defrauding him, and he didn't care whether he was real or not. The fingers pinching his neck were tapped rhythmically on the aorta, as if playing a death concerto, and he said slowly, "I want someone to get the money." Come here, otherwise, I will send you down to meet Iron Fist."

"Okay, okay, take the money, take the money," Steven yelled at the thugs next to him, "What are you waiting for, quickly bring my bag!"

After getting the money, Lin Quan turned around and left without hesitation, leaving only Steven on the spot holding his neck and rejoicing to save his life. The tragedy of Iron Fist's death half a month ago is still in his mind. I have a lot of knowledge, and I still feel a chill in my heart when I think back to the scene of blood flowing into rivers on the field at that time.

George was too busy packing his luggage. He carried a large basket of white drawing paper into the aircraft, and told Lin Quan out of breath, remember to bring the drawing paper to the city lord when he rests at night, although Lin Quan couldn't understand the meaning of these drawing papers , but still agreed.

After departure, Lin Quan found a used white paper in the corner when he routinely cleaned up the aircraft.

It can be seen that there are only a few simple strokes with a black signature pen on the white paper, but the general outline has been drawn. Lin Quan picked it up and looked at it curiously.

The painting is a street lamp with a strange shape. On a tall long column is an inverted funnel, and a round ball lamp is suspended above the funnel. If Lin Quan hadn’t known that it was a ball lamp, he might not have recognized this strange shape. It will be a street lamp.

Lin Quan lowered his eyes and lowered his eyebrows. He seemed to have seen this kind of street lamp before, otherwise he would not have recognized it at a glance.

Where have you seen it? Lin Quan rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

"The things haven't been confiscated yet?" Seeing that he hadn't come out for a long time, Leo walked in and asked.

Seeing the drawing paper in Lin Quan's hands, his eyes half-closed.

"Why did you draw this?" Lin Quan asked directly.

Leo's deep pupils shimmered faintly, "Have you seen it?"

Lin Quan shook his head.

There was a hint of disappointment in Leo's eyes, and his tone was cold, "Throw it away," he turned his back and left.

A slight astonishment flashed in Lin Quan's eyes, who was left in place. How could he not recognize that, if the streetlight was colored, it was the streetlights on both sides of the compound avenue in the military area!

Jesse once complained to him about the uglyness and weirdness of this street lamp. If Lin Quan hadn't clearly remembered that Jesse had said that this street lamp was custom-made by someone, he wouldn't be so surprised.

Why did Leo draw this street lamp that only exists in the alliance, or even in the military headquarters compound? Has he ever been there?

A small town lord who belongs to the star thief can come and go freely in Hrabine, regardless of whether he has power or not, this alone is very scary.

Lin Quan did not throw away the drawing paper, but carefully folded it and put it in his pocket before walking out.

The area of ​​Badiman Star is very large, and the distance between the main cities is not too close. It took them two full days to reach the Ninth City.

As the ten-day auction approached, there was an endless stream of people coming and going in the Ninth City even during the daytime. On the streets and in the sky, flying machines of various styles came and went. There are many jugglers.

Leo, who has always shown people with a mask, came out this time and replaced the one he used to wear, and changed it to an ordinary mask that can be seen everywhere in the Nine Cities. In time for the auction festival, people wearing all kinds of masks on the streets of the city are not Quite a few, there are strange shapes and everything, but Leo seems to be the most common.

After the long journey, both of them were a little tired, so they simply checked into the hotel suite directly.