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It was early eight o'clock when Lu Ting returned to the police station. Normally, he was required to come and report before seven thirty.That tent-like large aircraft has been stationed on the roof of a luxurious casino for a long time. The nano-material black hull reflects the chaotic lights below, and the rainwater slides down the wall like oil.

Lu Ting was dripping, coughing and flashed into the corridor. The scanner at the entrance beeped twice, and the grid formed by several beams of red light fit the facial lines. He made several expressions according to the requirements, blowing his thumb, and pressing the fingerprint lock on the side of the door frame.

"Welcome, Officer Lu, Sheriff Hult, please go to her office before 25:[-]."

"Okay," Lu Ting also spoke English, and the blast door closed behind him, "Thank you, Miss Pink."

This "Miss Pink" is a comprehensive computer program called "Pink". After the nuclear war, it was widely used in the public security system. Various departments shared some data, and then updated and optimized year by year.When Lu Ting was young, he would always sneak out of the house and go to the police station to find his mother, but his mother was always out to police, so he was often entrusted to this electronic nanny.

Since he was a child, he felt that this mechanical female voice was enough to be fake and real, and it was much more refined than those AI products such as virtual butlers and virtual companions on the market. Once he was on duty and was bored, and even chatted with it for ten minutes. For a few minutes, the images and conversations when he was young are still stored in Pink's database, and he speaks like talking with an elder who has been reunited for a long time.

"The system has detected an excess of radiation on your body," Pink changed to Chinese again, reminding, "Please go to the clean room first."

"Then I have to hurry up." Lu Ting looked at the second hand pointing to the number 2 on the watch, absent-minded.

The efficiency of the radiation cleaning room in the police station has always been quite high. Each police officer has his own room. Lu Ting only needs to throw the contaminated and scrapped clothes into the isolation bucket, get into the inflatable cleaning cabin naked, and hear the sound after [-] seconds. When the reminder sounds, drill out again.

Usually there is no need to take a shower, but this time it was a little different. When wearing underwear, Lu Ting felt a little thin liquid between his legs. It had no smell or color, and it didn't stick to his hands. It just hung on the base of his thigh, making him slip and move. Just drawing.After wiping it clean, I put on a stiff police shirt, touched my buttocks before pulling up my pants, but it was a little wet again.

Can't it be wiped dry?

So he hastily rinsed for another 2 minutes.

Lu Ting didn't want to think about it in detail, he was upset, taking a shower was the most benevolent thing.Afterwards, he dried his body and dressed himself, pressed the magnetic strip of his identity into his tie, took out his personal belongings from the anti-radiation lead box, put them on one by one, and knocked on the sheriff's door.

"Please come in." Sergeant Holt's deep voice sounded.

"Madam, I have to apologize," Lu Ting stood upright in front of her desk, "There was an accident today, I didn't ask for leave, but I was late."

"Yeah, at 07:30 in the morning and 07:30 in the evening, the special regulations that Mr. President puts down on you are also for us," Holt smiled briefly, straightening his gray hair bun, "I'll be back as soon as I get back safely." Well, if it's later, we will send the police to find you."

"No need, I'm already an adult."

"Adults can also report missing, especially Omega who has only been an adult for less than four months. Well, you can go home."

This is the argument again. As the only "person of the opposite sex" in this police station, Lu Tingming has heard too much in private. An Omega with a height of 175 cm and a weight of 61 kg should not be included here. Most people think so.He warned himself not to be irritable, and said: "You called me to the office, I thought you were going to assign some work."

"No," Holt looked at the electronic screen on the table and raised his coffee cup, "Lu, you look very weak now, go home early and rest, see you tomorrow morning."

"So you are still not going to assign me a jurisdiction?"

"By the way," Holt suddenly raised his eyes, "You just said, what accident happened on the road?"

Lu Ting was stunned for a moment, and the feeling of confusion rushed to his heart again, forcing him to confide, "On the way back, my legs suddenly started to go weak, and I was sore all over, and I couldn't walk fast, and my sense of balance was a little out of balance, which may be caused by the enhanced radiation. Cause, or hypoglycemia. After sitting in the light rail for a while, I got better, and then I walked back from the station slowly, and I was late."

"Did you go to the lower level?"

"Well, passing by." Lu Ting was a little nervous, he didn't intend to say more, and stared at Holt's brow.

"I see, it's the same sentence, take a good rest." Holt began to type, which meant that you can go.

Lu Ting didn't know if she was contacting his father, talking about the lower class, and he didn't want to know.However, what he had been thinking about for a long time finally came out, "Madam, please authorize me a job transfer application form."

"Huh?" Holt narrowed his eyes.

"You will never assign me a jurisdiction or arrange a job, because you are afraid that if I have an accident, my dad will have some troubles. This is within your scope of authority. I also know that I am a hot commodity. Here, you feel unlucky," Lu Ting said seriously, "but maybe not all police chiefs are like this. I passed the three-level examination to become a class I criminal policeman, but now I am not even eligible to issue a ticket and can only sit on duty. Everyday If you eat idle food, you will still have a bad conscience, and you always have to try your luck."

Huot was a little surprised, his eyes focused on the screen, he was still typing slowly, and he was silent for a moment, "Okay, the form has been sent to your account, and you will no longer be in charge of this bureau from the moment you receive it," she said. Crossing his hands, "Lu, good luck."

"Thank you." Lu Ting smiled decently and bowed to say goodbye.

"Good night, Officer Lu." Pink also said goodbye to him at the explosion-proof door.

While sitting in the gravity car waiting for his spaceship, it was still raining, Lu Ting fell on the soft seat in front of the computer, adjusted a few parameters, and the electronic painting outside the car changed from pure white to leopard print. It's one of those things he's never tried before, but somehow he just feels restless right now, wanting something special.

The rain was kept out, but it also made a clear sound on the iron shell.

He still didn't have time to eat dinner, so he just chewed a few police rations to replenish energy on the road. The taste of artificial cocoa mixed with synthetic starch is generally tolerable for Lu Ting, but now he feels nauseated.He fumbled in the small ice bucket, opened a can of MSG drink for himself, drank half of it, and took out the umbrella again.Before, he had been hanging it on the back of his waist so that no one could see it, and he couldn't even prop it open to protect himself from the rain.

Because every time he held it in front of his face and smelled the smell of the umbrella handle, his leg weakness would get worse.

I'm sorry for the kindness of others borrowing umbrellas.

No, is it a loan or a gift?Lu Ting asked himself.Of course it was borrowed, and I have to return it to him, he answered himself like this again.

After taking a deep breath, Lu Ting opened the umbrella and raised it high, spinning it gently.The black umbrella surface is heavy and thick, with a few old mottled spots left by corrosion, and most of the bright white lighting ring on the roof is blocked.

In fact, there is really nothing to worry about now. Stay away from that "turbulent zone" and sit in your own absolutely private and safe space, even if your legs are limp, it doesn't seem to matter.But Lu Ting immediately put it away again, and tied it tightly with a string, the rusty smell dispersed and then retracted, hidden faintly, hidden behind his waist.

Lu Ting sat up straight and lowered his head to drink water.

However, when the transparent soda popped on the tip of his tongue, the flowing honey also made his head dizzy.How to do it?The radiation was cleared, and the blood sugar has also risen, why is he still like this?Is it because of the umbrella?Is it because he...has changed? ...Is it because of the youth who seemed to have snow-white skin and bubbles in the rain before?

Close your eyes, his shadow is still engraved on the eyelids.

M83, M83.

Lu Ting read it lightly, using all conceivable tones. This number is actually very good. It was once used to name galaxies, and it was also an electronic band at the beginning of the century. Lu Ting liked it very much.However, for a person, he still doesn't like this title.

He wants to know his name.

Just now at the police station, he had an excellent opportunity. Lu Ting has the habit of attaching a mini recorder to the front of his coat. He likes to store everything he sees with a chip and hide it in his collection room. Retrieve the data, cut out the few frames where they looked at each other face to face, so as to see the complete serial number on M83's neck, and then use their legal authority to query his specific information from the database of the household registration office.But Lu Ting will never do that—as long as it is connected to the office system, any secrets will no longer exist, and the descendants of artificial humans under surveillance appear in places that should never appear. He does not want to bring any trouble to M83 .

So, at this time, after Lu Ting directly destroyed the recorder for this month, all he got were a few photos.He cut them out from the video, pulled them out from the portable printer, clamped the edges with two fingers, and held them up one by one under the light.

Medium definition, slightly lower angle of view than itself, M83's face is lowered, and the gaze seems to be cast on his face.

The backlight caused the facial features to be blurred, and it was still difficult to see the heterochromatic eyes.

Lu Ting stared in a daze, he was falling into it, quickly, and he himself noticed it.As for what exactly he got into...he tends to explain it as a "state that has never been there before".

When he came back to his senses, he realized that the gravity car had already been sucked back and parked in the garage he was familiar with.More than 3 minutes have passed since he left Police Station No. 17-[-]. The lights outside the ground windows are bright and the rain has probably eased. float slowly.

The photo had been crumpled, so Lu Ting hurriedly printed a new copy.

"Have you gone home? I heard that you went on an expedition today." The light screen projected on the wall was flickering, and it was the news from my sister Lu Zhier 10 minutes ago.

"It's time to go to bed, don't worry, good night sister ^^" Lu Ting replied, but the input was very slow, because the fingers were not very good.After putting away the projector, he stood up normally, but unexpectedly fell back to the soft seat.

Muscles are still weak.

While trying to breathe evenly, Lu Ting noticed the heat between his legs. He didn't feel it when he was sitting, but when he stood just now, there was obviously liquid that slipped down and even flowed to the socket of his knees.

Only when he touched the crotch did he realize that he was soaked, and his lower abdomen also sucked twice.

"Damn..." Lu Ting gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, wiped his hands on his shirt, supported himself on the console, and didn't even care about knocking down the soda can. He didn't have time to take other things, just copied Picking up the umbrella, he staggered towards the hanging ladder.He urgently needed to take a shower. He felt that this broken umbrella, which was stained with acid rain and blood, needed to be cleaned up before being sent back to others. There is almost no strength left in the whole body.

So Lu Ting crawled into the bathroom.

He sat in the corner, with his back against the cold frosted stainless steel wall, his clothes torn in a mess, tremblingly feeling for the remote control to press it.The water temperature was adjusted to 17 degrees Celsius, which made him hiss and gasp, but his skin was still terribly hot, and his mind didn't seem to be sober.

"Mr. Cosmic Stranger, your heart rate has reached 183 beats per minute, and your body temperature is 38.9 degrees Celsius. Do you need help?" It was the voice of Lucy, the electronic housekeeper.

"Shut up!" Lu Ting yelled.

Lucy did her best, so she really calmed down and played Debussy's "Moonlight" for him.It was the first time in this elegant retro music that Lu Ting regretted giving himself such a stupid username. He looked at the opposite mirror wall splashed with a few drops of water, forced himself to open his eyes wide, pulled down the nozzle and started rinsing the animal. Deep and shallow bloodstains on the handle of the umbrella.

His cut lip was still sore, and his skin was itchy, with sparse red spots on his cheeks and the back of his hands.Acid rain, damn acid rain.Lu Ting desperately scrubbed the umbrella, and he was shrouded in a rusty smell again. Everything happened so quickly, as if two transparent walls were erected suddenly, and he was going to be sandwiched between them to make a specimen, to maintain this embarrassing situation. attitude.

The mirror reflected it clearly.

There was a momentary blank in Lu Ting's mind, and he shrunk his shoulders, that kind of posture of being strangled.He closed his eyes panting.

It feels like falling.Not daring to look around, the eyes could only desperately catch the top, and the orange-red light illuminated on the eyelids contained the shadow of M83.It's him again.A new moon rising from the black mist.He was taken away by the orange-red glass capsule in the blue rain.His slender eyes are not smiling but smiling.what color are they.Thinking back, Lu Ting leaned against the corner of the wall and slid a little bit, almost lying on the ground. Cold water choked into the trachea and he coughed it out violently, with a few tired gasps, he really didn't want to hear it.But he couldn't help him with anything, his legs were in a mess, wide open, (...)

The umbrella...he looked at it again.With the smell of its owner.If blood can aphrodisiac, then can rust iron.Can it fill this hole? It’s too big and too thick. It looks the same from any side, like a torture tool, but the hole is so soft now, and it seems so thirsty. If the umbrella is tied tighter, then use a larger size The condom is wrapped... But there is no condom on this boat, and Lu Ting never thought of buying one.

He was even more taken aback by his thoughts, how could this kind of thing enter his body, it was a cover, and it was not its owner!Release the handle of the umbrella and push it, and the folding umbrella rolled over a shallow layer of cold water on the ground, and stopped by the floor drain in the other corner of the bathroom.

"Lu... Lucy!" Lu Ting pressed between his buttocks as punishment. He wanted to suppress something. A criminal who tore off his sanity. He wanted to knock him down instead of sticking his fingers in. That kind of stimulation would only make him more Crazy...all things he has never experienced, but his sister told him that Omega, who has no Alpha and does not know how to control himself, has a high chance of dying at such a time, because desire is a bottomless pit, instinct makes them just want to be comforted, Gao Consuming calories intensively, but completely forgetting to eat, drink, and other life-sustaining necessities, for a week or even half a month, and eventually exhausted myself to death.

Lu Ting absolutely should not do this.

The electronic housekeeper responded in time: "The emergency number has been prepared and can be dialed at any time. Excuse me—"

"No first aid, Inhibitor, I have Inhibitor! . . . drawer 3, number 3."

The wall immediately opened a rectangular opening, and a sealed bag fell. Lu Ting lay on the ground on his side, biting the seal, and the sleeve of his shirt was torn. He pointed the needle at his wrist with the remaining rationality.

"The sixth-generation DNA matching inhibitor, powerful, with 52 days left in the shelf life, Mr. Cosmic Powerful Monster, please pay attention to the usage and dosage." A demonstration projection of the use of this type of inhibitor is displayed on the door panel.

Lu Ting stared at the past and did as he did, but his fingers were still unsteady, and a small amount of blood was produced during the process of pushing into the vein. Fortunately, his breathing and body temperature were rapidly approaching normal levels. The world in front of him became clear layer by layer, and the umbrella quietly Lie where you are.Lu Ting slowly realized that he was saved.

He turned up the water temperature tiredly, hugged his knees, and cried out.

Soon he grew disgusted with his gratuitous tears and began to clean up the mess with a deadpan face.For the rest of the night, Lu Ting thought he lived in an orderly manner. He uploaded his body data to the police station, applied ointment to the erythema, and changed into dry and comfortable clothes. After everything was done, he huddled on the bed and dared not move.He had retrieved the newly printed photos from the gravity car, and pressed them upside down under the desk lamp, not daring to look at them.

As an Omega who had a very late sexual maturity and even used inhibitors for the first time, he judged from the only knowledge he had heard and heard that his body still hadn't fully recovered its composure.Symptoms such as dyspnea and heart beating are still there, sometimes good and sometimes bad. Besides, even though he holds his stomach and clamps his legs tightly, the hot liquid is still dripping out from the depths, soaking the pajama pants, and sooner or later he can Wet his sheets.

However, the use of inhibitors was on the verge of overdose, and he seemed unable to do anything except lie down.

When it was 5 minutes before midnight, Lu Ting slowly drank a glass of cold water, gathered some energy, turned on the recording pen used for diary by the pillow, connected to the storage system of the Aldebaran mainframe, and wanted to narrate calmly with a clear mind , but the voice gradually trembled:

"July 2099, 7, rain, rain all day.

"I escaped from a nasty place, and then I met a guy... I followed him, he was very friendly, said three words to me, and lent me an umbrella. I'm going to find him, give it back, Say thank you to him well. Why did he suffer so many injuries? Why is he not afraid of the rain? This will not work, I disagree. M83, I can only call him M83 now.

"He smells of a rusty city.

"I have...don't know, I don't have anything. I can't stop thinking about him.

"And then, eighteen, no, for the first time in 19 years, I have to admit.

"I'm in a rut.

"It's something I've been avoiding.

"Because, I seem to fall in love with him at first sight."