Dramatic self-cultivation [Quick Transmigration]

Because the police arrived in time, not many people escaped.

M was the first to leave. After escaping, he took a breath silently and his face was extremely gloomy.

There must be a reason why the Rolling Stones Bar has been able to stand for so long. Without a strong background as a support, it would have been plagiarized countless times.

Unless it is a matter of reselling arms or involving state secrets, it is generally impossible to see the police.

M is very sure that the conversation with the Zerg just now did not reach the point, there is absolutely no possibility of leaking the news, this wave of police raids is like a strong wind, hell!

Instead of complaining, he calmly thought about the next step.

Habitually, he rubbed the skull on his wrist, and his fingertips touched the skin of the wrist, which was empty and cold.

M lowered his head slowly, his face finally changed.

He carried it with him for several years and never left his skeleton. It disappeared, leaving only the white marks of the skeleton on his wrist!

The skull is not just a simple decoration, it is also a personal communicator, which is full of encrypted important messages.

After years of wandering around the rivers and lakes, M has never made such a careless mistake. Almost instantly, he realized that the only person who had been close to him was the young man just now.

The killing intent reached its peak at this moment.

On the other side, Shen Xinglan clenched the things in his hands, and fainted from the pain unconsciously.

Qin Bohuai asked his subordinates to take Muye to the suspension vehicle to go home, and he personally escorted the Zerg back to the military headquarters.

The military headquarters is a camouflage green base, which looks like a green eggshell from the outside. To enter the interior from the gate, you need to pass the nine-level checkpoint certification.

In the interrogation room, tempered glass cut off all noise, and the four escorted Zerg were isolated for interrogation.

The Zerg is a kind of creature whose intelligence is not as good as that of the Empire, but is very cunning. It was born in the edge of the interstellar where there is no grass, and has tenacious vitality. Its biggest dream is to occupy the empire and have fertile soil.

Qin Bohuai waited outside the glass, the interrogation method inside was cruel, blood splashed on the glass, and gradually disappeared in atomization.

He bowed his head and played chess without listening to him. On the electronic chessboard, artificial intelligence played against him.

Before the end of the game of chess, the door of the interrogation room opened, and the subordinate came out, wiped the sweat from his forehead, lowered his head and said, "Marshal, they all recruited."

In the end, the chess pieces were settled and the winner was decided. Qin Bohuai raised his head without looking inside.

The subordinate walked up to him and whispered in his ear: "They said that they came to see M today for a deal, and they will kill a person at all costs."

"That person is just a general professor of military affairs, his name is Makino."

Zerg has its own special ability, unique talent in assassination, and its superb camouflage, which is its irreplaceable value.

Qin Bohuai stamped his fingers on the table, and he glanced into the interrogation room.

In the one-sided see-through glass, those men in black robes seemed to have no shape, they were just monsters wrapped in black cloth.

The corners of his lips slightly curled up, but his eyes were cold, and he leaned forward, his voice without any emotional ups and downs:

"Ask them if they would like to change targets."

In a daze, Shen Xinglan returned home in a levitation car, and the medical cabin was urgently called out by the housekeeper to treat him.

The last time Shen Xinglan treated his arm in the medical cabin, his body data remained in it.

This time, not long after he was sent in, the medical cabin suddenly sounded an alarm, issuing an unrecognizable warning.

The butler was very confused, and checked repeatedly to see if the medical cabin was broken.

On the electrocardiogram displayed outside the medical cabin, the curve fluctuated sharply, and the heart rate was also frighteningly high.

Shen Xinglan was lying in the cabin, fresh oxygen poured into his nostrils, and he breathed heavily, but it was of no avail.

His desire for water surpassed everything else, he moved his body slowly, staggered and pressed the button to open the cabin, and ran towards the water source in a staggered manner.

The water in the bathroom is just a drop in the bucket for him. What he wants is a wider sea and the pleasure of swimming on the bottom of the sea.

His skin seemed to be burning, and every inch of his skin was extremely thirsty.

Shen Xinglan walked towards the door unconsciously, and came to the swimming pool outside. The water surface was churning, and all the camouflage was removed, and her silver hair was floating on the water like seaweed.

He sank and went deep inside, the transparent water wrapped him, gently touched his skin, slightly relieving the pain caused by the liquid medicine.

In the water, the young man couldn't help curling up, his dreamlike dark blue fish tail rolled up, almost touching his forehead, forming a ring connecting head to tail.

He closed his eyes, his hands floated quietly, and clusters of fine air bubbles popped out of his mouth from time to time, rushing to the surface of the water.

After staying there for an unknown amount of time, Shen Xinglan, who was as quiet as a statue, slowly opened his eyes. His eyelashes were long and thick, with distinct roots, and his emerald eyes were crystal clear like jade.

Suddenly, as if he had noticed something, he unconsciously looked towards the shore.

The man held his coat in his hand, his eyes were as dark as a long silent night, and he was standing not far away looking at him, motionless.

The scene was quiet for a few seconds, and no one spoke first.

Shen Xinglan curled her long curly fish tail, looking through the blue water bottom, it was like a glass mirror, he was underwater, and the other party was above the water.

96 was shocked and called out to the good guy: "When did he come?!"

When Shen Xinglan is not defending, it is his eyes, and he can have a panoramic view of the surrounding movements.

But the man came quietly, and 96 didn't notice it. It felt scalp numb for this unexpected situation.

Shen Xinglan looked down at the tail of the fish, and was silent for a while: "If I tell him that I am cosplaying, will he believe it?"

96:"……"

The silence speaks.

Shen Xinglan couldn't pretend to be a wooden man no matter how much he wanted, the man walked towards him and came to the shore.

As a last resort, Shen Xinglan floated to the surface of the water. When his head was exposed, his silver hair was wet and scattered on his shoulders. He was covered in water, and the moonlight shattered and sprinkled on the water surface, illuminating the side of his face, with the mottled feeling of broken silver.

"Brother Bohuai," Shen Xinglan said timidly, preemptively, "you don't think I'm weird, do you?"

Qin Bohuai paused for two seconds, staring at the sparkling fish tail under the water, unable to say no.

The man asked lightly, "Are you really amnesia?"

As a marshal for several years, he licked blood with the tip of a knife, and the life of swords and swords forged his iron-blooded and tough aura, even if he asked a simple question, he was full of aura.

As strong as Shen Xinglan, he suddenly felt a chill behind him, and he frowned, not daring to answer: "You don't believe me?"

Before Qin Bohuai could react, his eyes instantly turned red with grievance, and the fish's tail rolled up gently, slapping the water surface: "Since you don't believe me, why save me? It's better to let me be killed by those people."

Qin Bohuai: "..."

Now I can't even ask a question.

Familiar with the coming of the headache, Qin Bohuai raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows, and unconsciously glanced at the gorgeous and sharp fish tail.

"Mermaid." He read these words softly, and seemed to want to understand some key points in a blink of an eye.

"I only know you in this world," Shen Xinglan sobbed softly, the tears that flowed from that beautiful and delicate face turned into crystal pearls and fell, "I never lied to you."

"I dare not tell you my identity as a mermaid, lest you think I'm a monster."

Qin Bohuai nodded slightly, unable to tell whether he believed it or not, he asked abruptly, "Why did you go to the Rolling Stone Bar?"

Shen Xinglan simply confessed and lenient: "That's because at the exchange meeting, I found out that someone was trying to harm me through students behind the scenes. So I went to find relevant information."

This really made sense. Qin Bohuai also went to the exchange meeting that day. When it was their turn to report in the laboratory, one of the two students selected was obviously not good enough and was too nervous.

Later, due to physical reasons, Qi Jun suddenly died of cerebral infarction in the medical cabin.

Yes, it is so bizarre that normal people can see that something is wrong.

Qin Bohuai's face turned pale, and he hummed.

A big rock fell from the bottom of Shen Xinglan's heart. To a certain extent, Qin Bohuai knew the secret of his identity, and he was relieved, so he didn't have to hide it.

"Then," Qin Bohuai said suddenly, as if genuinely curious, "Who said they wanted to chase me in the Rolling Stone Bar?"

Like riding a roller coaster, Shen Xinglan returned to the peak, and his adrenaline soared instantly.