put away your canines

Before parting, Wei Chen revealed some news to him.

The VIP entrance is located at the former high school he had attended. Just contact Vera and provide her with the information.Yue Chuan nodded, he knew clearly that he could not go to the dinner venue, but Wei Chen would try to attract the attention of the religious order for him.

Unsurprisingly, the search will not be too difficult during this time.

For the time being, the first two items in the plan are communication devices and shift schedules. Among them, the entrances and exits and maps can be completely reproduced by memory.But if he wanted to find a communication device that was not monitored here, he might have to look elsewhere—he needed to find a few people to "ask."

His superior mobility brought him several ways of questioning.

For example, dragging a lone believer into the warehouse, tightening his neck, letting go, and tightening again, the answer he wants may be dropped in the repeated process.

For another example, he can squat at the corner less than two meters away from the entrance, watch the guard search the body, and take away the mobile phones of the audience one by one.After arriving at the storage point, it only needs a simple brute force invasion to solve it.Koshikawa fixed the vent pipe that had been removed.He came out of the warehouse alone, wiping blood on a handkerchief as he came out.

There are passages on the east and west sides of the U-shaped corridor.The west gate leads directly to the VIP area, which is also the gate they came from - the defense force is not very dense, perhaps because the entrance is more secretive.The east gate is the entrance for general spectators, and most of the defenses are concentrated nearby, including monitoring.

Under the guise of patrolling, Yue Chuan personally checked all suspicious equipment along the way, and then went to the east gate to confirm the situation.

The five-meter radius of the entrance is guarded by special personnel.The number varies from eight to nine.Yue Chuan looked up at the clock, and slowly counted forward.The East Gate opens after [-]pm.The audience will leave the venue in the early hours of the morning—about three o'clock.After closing, the defense of the east gate was removed, and only two people were left for emergency.

He groped into the dark and texted Vera.

Every word was in accordance with Wei Chen's explanation, and at the end he asked the other party not to reply, and not to make too much noise—but the underground signal was really bad, and the news couldn't be sent out several times.At the same time, he also found a wireless walkie-talkie on the previous cultist.

Adjust the volume, switch channels, and you can hear a series of rustling and vague instructions.

Judging from the general feeling, the source of the order was the restaurant——suddenly, the intercom made a loud electrical sound.

【C-9001, you idiot who will never learn to be religious, where is the wine cart you brought from the wine cellar?Don't you know that the boss values ​​today's guests very much? 】

He raised the communicator with the back of his hand and cleared his throat, as if adjusting the state of his vocal cords.As soon as the throat tightened, the vocal point also shifted upwards, and the lips were aimed at the microphone.

"Just come."

Since only one old-fashioned elevator was provided to the black market employees, the other one was not opened.When returning from the wine cellar, if there are passengers on other floors, the elevator has to go down two floors.

Unfortunately, the arrow on the digital panel didn't go up, which meant that Koshikawa had to prepare for the worst.His palms were sweating.

For this huge underground system, he has only a half-knowledge.Not only that, he knew that he was not as flexible as Wei Chen.It would be fine assuming he could settle things with his hands, but in most cases, he couldn't create a favorable condition.

The most difficult and inconvenient thing to deal with is the so-called interpersonal relationship.

As the cable descended to the second-to-last level, he felt the momentum from the soles of his feet slow down.Still, open, the sterile floor spread all the way, several Beta experimenters who stepped into the car.The trailer moved half a body away to the right, and the number displayed on the panel remained motionless at -2.

"We're going to the next floor, thank you." One of them casually folded his arms and leaned against the mirror, chatting with other researchers about irrelevant topics.

Yue Chuan pressed the button and guessed that they were the ones conducting the experiment for Song Mingxun.Why did the experimenter take this elevator?

—he decided to be patient.

"Today is the first time that we have been given half a day off." They started chatting again, "As long as things don't go wrong, no one will shout at us right now."

"I heard that there are guests coming. So the special elevator has also stopped. Who is so grandiose?"

"Think about it, if this guest is not our big sponsor. The higher ups wouldn't make such a big fuss just to please him. Remember the instructions we got in the morning?...We have to take that thing out."

"Are you sure that person is really a customer? If you use that medicine, the restaurant may be turned into a second Caligula by our sponsor." They laughed loudly, "That thing is very effective No matter how strong-willed an Omega is, as long as there is a little..." The speaker pointed out millimeters with two fingers, "I can only do one thing in this life to make a living."

"Perhaps...the higher ups will kindly lend us a play for a while?" There was another burst of ridicule, "I can't wait."

The bottom has arrived.

The experimenters left the car one after another.

Yue Chuan, standing sideways in the corner, reflected the light through the glass and counted their backs expressionlessly.At the moment when the door was about to close, he grabbed the gap and stuck the wine cart in horizontally.

Until the elevator was forced to open again.He stepped out, looked up, and his eyes collided with a monitor facing the elevator hall.

He turned around and entered the surveillance screen head-on. A hammer slipped out from his right hand hidden behind his back at some point.He stood upright in the darkness, with his left arm stretched forward, his palm facing upwards, and he compared his middle fingers madly with his eyes.

"He is mine." This is the last mouth shape captured by the lens before it shattered, "—no one can live to share with me."

***

The dinner was well prepared.

Song Mingxun's purpose of currying favor with him was no longer just superficial rhetoric.Pan-fried scallops, bread slices with foie gras pudding or tartar sauce are almost all common French dishes.

In terms of quantity...it really has grasped the essence.Wei Chen took a bite of the steak, and the taste matched perfectly with the melted black truffle.

"Do you like it?" Song Mingxun, who was sitting opposite him, kept looking at him with his chin propped up, and only occasionally cut a piece of steak. "I remember that the food your mother processed was always very delicate. I asked them to cancel the parts that you would not like." .”

"No one remains the same for more than ten years." Wei Chen didn't look at him. "The things I said in the past, the road I traveled, and even the heartbeat that faded away in my memory will change one day. As long as You can see it when you turn around." The knife and fork gathered a small piece of black truffle, "Song Mingxun, no one will wait for another person in place."

Song Mingxun looked at his hand holding the knife, and watched the tip of the knife slant down, cutting the bloody piece of meat extremely steadily.

"What if?"

"Then let him continue to stand where he is." He replied, "This is his own choice. Why should I care about other people's lives?"

The other party stopped talking, but stared at him more silently.

Those hands, as if frozen in time, once held him in the endless corridor.Now, he climbed on a scorpion.It looks so beautiful.The strokes of the brush are bent and twisted, outlining the most realistic lines.It seems that it will come alive at any time.This is the most suitable pattern to cover up scars, engraved on it, everything will disappear.

Like, a coin.Lost it, can never find the same one again.

"How is Wei Jinming's situation?" Wei Chen suddenly broke the silence and asked casually.

"The situation has stabilized. Especially the blood loss." He quickly replied, "However, his ankle injury is serious, and it stands to reason that he needs to be treated for a while."

"Hmm." The tone of the response was very cold, making it impossible to guess what he meant by asking.

The wine trolley just arrived at this time.Song Mingxun took the initiative to get up and go around to his left, hooked the stem of the cup, and watched his unmoved guest from behind his shoulder.

He was not surprised by Wei Chen's alienation.

To know, to get in touch.Sometimes all it takes is patience and gradual progress.

When he held the thin neck of the Bordeaux bottle with one hand, he thrust his foot between him and Wei Chen.

Song Mingxun looked a little unhappy, and when he glared at the waiter warningly, he choked for a moment, and then he looked away consciously, ignoring him.

——It was the believer whom Wei Chen had doted on in the bathroom.He's starting to act like an owner now.Shameless stuff.

"Today is my treat. I should do these trivial things." Song Mingxun gritted his molars and smiled a little stiffly, "Religionist, thank you for your dedication. But what you should serve is red wine. Liqueur, That was after dinner. He never liked people breaking the rules."

Wei Chen could clearly feel the strong smell of gunpowder in the words, but the warning in it was ignored.The believers in uniform - at least in Song Mingxun's eyes, such people are not even qualified to take a second look - squeezed stubbornly to his side.

A glass of wine blocked Wei Chen's sight.

"I know what kind of wine you like." Song Mingxun smiled at him friendly, "Year, precipitation, color, I believe you will not be disappointed."

"It's really too much hospitality." He responded perfunctorily, tracing the mouth of the cup counterclockwise with his index finger, pushing forward a small bevel, "Unfortunately, I don't want to drink too much today. Take back your kindness."

"It's okay. You can try again next time. I'll wait for you..." Alpha was about to reach out to sell him this favor.Yue Chuan at the side finally couldn't bear it any longer and stepped forward, grabbed the cup and drank it down.He quickly poured a small half glass of whiskey for it to enjoy after the meal.The posture of the latter was very standard when serving, and he pushed Wei Chen in a ostentatious manner.

"Sweet." He whispered, "It's not bad."

Song Mingxun frowned, he always felt that he had heard this voice somewhere before.Familiarity made him feel annoyed from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't remember it in a hurry.

——Alpha's naturally strong possessiveness towards his spouse is rapidly expanding.Koshikawa approached steadily until the toe of his shoe entered a manageable distance.

It was at this moment that Wei Chen smelled a somewhat weird sweet pepper smell from him.Something is wrong.He clenched the armrest of the seat, his heart beat faster, and his dilated pupils suddenly looked at his neck as if frightened.

really.Near the gland, there is a pinhole that is extremely difficult to see with the naked eye.

"He is at my disposal now." Wei Chen forced himself to take a deep breath calmly, and blocked him with his hands, "I asked him to come here. Some things have to go outside..." He couldn't finish his words——

"...It's going to be here."

Because in the next second, Yue Chuan raised his head and drank the wine, leaned over to kiss him in a fit of anger, and hugged his waist with his right hand.The distance between the face, the distance between the nose, and the distance between the heartbeats are all getting closer, which makes people feel a burning sensation from the base of the tongue.

Tongues rubbing against each other allow the whiskey to penetrate smoothly into the taste buds.Once plundered, once deeply kissed, every mouthful is so warm that it overflows with sweetness.The visor hit someone's forehead and lifted upwards.Only then did Wei Chen see his appearance clearly.

The corner of Yue Chuan's right eye seemed to be cut open by some sharp object, the wound was turned outward, and the eyelid was almost glued together.But those gray eyes full of violent factors still gouged out Song Mingxun desperately.

"Mine." He licked extremely slowly and greedily.When staring at the opponent, he stopped blinking, like a hungry bird of prey tasted the first bite of flesh, every cell splashed juice in the mouth, "Wei Chen, it's mine."

"You." The teeth pierced into the flesh of the lips, and the words that came out of the gap between the teeth became shorter and shorter, more and more vicious, "Never, never, never, never think about—"