Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 872 The Boatman and Naiades

There is a story of a bomb package that has been widely circulated around Regenberg. It is about the Müller family who live in Primrose Lane.The Mueller children are said to have visited an illegal website and left messages on it to receive "surprises."In the second week since then, an unmarked package was left in front of their house, and the man, who was busy carrying shopping bags in, grabbed it and noticed that there was no delivery information on it.And while he was still wondering what was going on, boom!The scene became a mess.The police had to work their way out of the distraught Mueller family before they could collect debris and extract evidence.

The story may have been embellished so that old folks could deliberately intimidate restless teenagers, but Evening Primrose Lane is a real address, and it's now poorly populated.And even though Robin Han couldn't speak a few words of German, he didn't miss too many gossips and town tales in Regenberg.Sometimes Yu Qingshu talks about them at the dinner table, commenting on the obviously fake ingredients in a not-so-pleasant professional perspective.Malcolm would also talk about this when he was fishing or doing handicrafts, but he liked to make things more grotesque and terrifying, so as to add to the mystery of Regenberger in his eyes-whenever this happened, Robin Han I am always more convinced that some of Yu Xiaorong's characteristics come from her biological father.

Express delivery, Yu Qingshu said without any surprise that she had seen enough express delivery cases in the firm.Sometimes it's for murder, sometimes it's for intimidation, or it's just plain boring.In the few cases she is familiar with, the victims found a time bomb, a cupcake with AIDS needles and a woolen scarf covered with anthrax bacillus in the package.None of them were done by delirious lunatics, but for the most simple and obvious reasons: business rivalries, emotional disputes, and inheritance scrambles.

When Yu Xiaorong was busy putting on rubber gloves for himself, Luo Binhan sat on the sofa, thinking about the motives Yu Qingshu mentioned one by one.In his short life he had never been kidnapped or robbed (referring to the regular crimes on this planet, of course), although there was no shortage of motives for committing the crime.He was quite wealthy, let alone, and his father's early career made enemies.Of course, people like Nan Mingguang would obliquely remind him to beware of family disputes.If one day someone blocked him with a knife on the road, or if his brakes failed on the road, Luo Binhan felt that he would not be too surprised.The will in his safe was more or less partly prepared for this.

But things are a little different right now.A suspicious courier delivered to No. 15 Yinlianhua Road and a murder in Lihai City are completely different things.How could someone who really hated him choose such a timing?This is his mother's territory, even if it's not the real "turf", but a criminal lawyer who has been practicing for many years, a woman who goes to work with a pistol when she is under pressure, she will never let her own son be murdered in my own home.And this matter can definitely be found out, as long as the murderer is not a god, there will always be a camera to capture it, and there will be social connections to be found out.This is not Lihai City, and even his father has almost no acquaintances here.how could be?

He was so focused on this question that he almost missed Yu Xiaorong's movements.But when she slowly approached the package with a utility knife, Luo Binhan finally recovered in time.He jumped up from the sofa, grabbed Yu Xiaorong's wrist and retreated.

"What do you want?" he asked warily.

Yu Xiaorong opened his fingers.She had even put on the mask Malcolm used at work, which was ridiculously crude, but capable of dealing with small amounts of noxious gas and bright light. "Look what's in there," she said.

"Don't mess around. If there's a bomb in here, you're of no use."

"If there was a bomb here, we would have died a long time ago." Yu Xiaorong said impatiently, "The courier slip is fake, and the person who sent it would watch us nearby. If this is something that will blow us up, It has to be remote first, and we're supposed to be fucked together when you walk through the door."

"It may also be timed." Luo Binhan reminded, "There is also an induction type. Close the package, and it will explode as soon as the light is sensed. And why do we keep spinning on the bomb? There may be something else here. .”

"For example?" Yu Xiaorong showed him the gloves she was wearing, "Bacillus anthrax? If there is a letter in it, we can throw it into Mal's insect display box and read it first."

"Poisonous snakes and scorpions?" Luo Binhan asked threateningly.

"There is no movement in the package." Yu Xiaorong replied decisively.Although Luo Binhan actually thought so himself, he would not trust his own sense and judgment like Yu Xiaorong.It is dangerous to use experience alone to fight against unknown maliciousness, not to mention this is an exceptionally wonderful package.The timing of its appearance, the message on it—the wording was very strange, not that he hadn't noticed it.And that's why he didn't call the police immediately to deal with it.

"You still shouldn't touch things of unknown origin." He said without changing his face, "Have you forgotten what your mother taught you?"

Yu Xiaorong's two eyebrows shot up behind the mask. "Your mother" has always been a powerful threat to her, but at the same time it is very easy to annoy her.She took off the airtight mask, stared at Luo Binhan and asked, "Then what are you going to do?"

"Um... call the police?"

Of course, this was the standard answer Yu Qingshu taught them, so Yu Xiaorong didn't say anything, and could only stand there unhappy and wait for him to take action.But Luo Binhan did not immediately go to the telephone cabinet in the corridor on the second floor, but continued to look at her in blank dismay.

"Forgot the number?" She asked sarcastically, "Did you change the new alarm number?"

"No." Robin Han said, "Uh... how about you go to the police? I can't speak German clearly."

"Then speak in English."

"Maybe someone who doesn't understand English. We don't have time to talk to the operator. You go upstairs and call, and I'll wait here."

Yu Xiaorong's eyes narrowed quickly, "You want to open it yourself while I'm walking away?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Luo Binhan scolded with a straight face.

"You are."

"I'm trying to prevent you from opening that package while I'm going upstairs. You're sure to do that."

They began to wrestle with their eyes again, trying to prove that the other party had something wrong with their aura.Luo Binhan tried his best to look suspicious of the other party, but never mentioned that his mobile phone was in his pocket at the moment.Yu Xiaorong was still wearing her pajamas at the moment, obviously she forgot her mobile phone in the bedroom.He didn't dare to mention it, lest Yu Xiaorong think of his cell phone.

"Go and call." He urged again.

"It's you who wants to call the police."

"This package was sent to me." Luo Binhan changed his tactics, "I have the right to decide what to do with it."

Yu Xiaorong began to put her arms around her chest, imitating her mother's posture of picking the case materials: "Who said this is for you? The recipient written on the mask is 'Mr. Nemo'."

"At least it's for a man, right? And there's a message in Chinese—'Give it to someone who returns home'. Of course it's for me. I just remembered that I told a few friends two days ago that I would come Here, maybe they're trying to play a joke on me. It wouldn't have come at just the right time, would it?"

"Which friends?" Yu Xiaorong asked slowly.

"You don't know them. They're a poor, boring bunch."

"You can at least name it?"

Robin Han was stuck for a few seconds. "Zhou Yu." He instinctively betrayed the most familiar and recently seen names, "Luo Jiayang, Zhang Shunming, Nan Yunqiong... In short, you don't know any of them."

"And they have the ability to send fake couriers here?"

"It's a matter of making a long-distance call!" Robin Han said, "Find the numbers of restaurants and bakeries near us on the Internet, tell them to play a prank on an acquaintance, and add an extra tip. It couldn't be easier."

"You don't think it's a poisonous snake now?"

"I'm just talking about a possibility." Luo Binhan declared, "Whether it's a joke or not, I have to deal with this thing. You can't open it."

Yu Xiaorong stood where he was, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"If it's for you," she asked, "why put a German message at the bottom?"

The German message—it was written at the top of the Chinese text—did not tell them any more information, and it had the same meaning as the Chinese message that Luo Binhan had seen, unless Yu Xiaorong didn't translate it honestly.And it was a real mystery: anyone who wanted to leave him a message would never think of using German, they either knew he didn't understand a few words, or they didn't know what German was.

"I haven't figured it out," he admitted. "It's kind of weird. Maybe it's to show you that the package is for me."

"It might be for the two of us." Yu Xiaorong said.

"Why do you think so?"

"It's for people returning home." Yu Xiaorong pointed out.

For a while, Luo Binhan didn't quite understand what she wanted to explain, but Yu Xiaorong also seemed a little hesitant, as if she didn't want to explain more clearly.This kind of performance is really rare for her, so Luo Binhan suddenly realized: Strictly speaking, Regenberg is not his hometown, but Yu Xiaorong's.If he returned to Lihai City from Africa, it would be considered a "homecoming", but it would not matter at all if he went from Lihai City to Regenberg, thousands of miles away.The one who really returned home was Yu Xiaorong, who returned to her home from her vacation spot.

Luo Binhan didn't feel that he was stung by this fact. He had already accepted the fact many years ago.But there was something he couldn’t explain to Yu Xiaorong: It’s true that from the perspective of locals like them, Regenberg is not his home, but if you look at it from tens of billions of light-years or other star layers Come on, some foreign guests may feel that the entire galaxy is his home.No matter how insignificant he is in this overly large hometown.But even so, who would send him a package on purpose?All the aliens he knew had left.Momolo was still there, but secretly avoided him.It is impossible for this Yongguang tribe to understand how to send a package to No. 15 Yinlianhua Road, let alone a fake courier with forged receipts.He couldn't think of anyone who could do that... Really?

Someone suddenly jumped into his thoughts.He didn't think of it before, because he had never met her before, but he did know that she was also nearby——Chen Wei had an apprentice around here, didn't he?The protégé must know where he came from, and it wouldn't be too difficult to deliver an anonymous package to a neighbor's door.It wasn't like the kind of joke Chen Wei would make, but no one said that her apprentice couldn't be a good witty person.Maybe she was waiting for him to come and ask.

"Who lives around us?" He asked Yu Xiaorong, "Are those old neighbors?"

Yu Xiaorong stared at him: "Do you suspect that the neighbor is playing a prank?"

Luo Binhan originally wanted to habitually deny her speculation, and it had almost become his instinct to deny all Yu Xiaorong's doubts about him.But this time he overcame his guilty conscience and said mysteriously: "Is it a possibility? I found that the garden of the family in front of our yard has changed a lot."

"Old Gerges moved out."

"Then who lives here now?"

"Anti-Pierre. She is a music teacher and lives alone."

"Oh." Luo Binhan said, "How is her relationship with you?"

Yu Xiaorong began to look at him with observer-like eyes again.Luo Binhan was wary of her demeanor. This little girl always liked to show that she knew a lot, but she couldn't really know.She just likes to engage in some fictitious doubts.

"Mom wants her to teach me the piano," she said.

"But you didn't learn."

"I didn't learn." Yu Xiaorong said impatiently, "I will buy a concert ticket when I want to listen to the piano performance."

"You don't. Your ass can't sit on the bench for 10 minutes."

"Do you still want to know Anty-Pierre?"

Luo Binhan bowed his head respectfully and asked her to continue.

"She has a speech impediment, but her hearing is fine. She has a weird temper and has a good relationship with us. My mother likes her very much, but she rarely takes the initiative to communicate with others."

Luo Binhan noticed that she frowned.

"Does she teach in a school here?" he asked with feigned interest.

"I don't think so. She doesn't go out much."

"So, she doesn't go out very much but has income." Luo Binhan asked in a deliberately emphatic tone, "What do the neighbors think about this?"

"I don't know." Yu Xiaorong said.But her tone of voice suggested that she should be very clear, and that some part of it didn't please her very much.Gossip has always been a feature of the acquaintance community, there will never be less, and there will never be only pleasant words.

Luo Binhan knew that Yu Xiaorong didn't like this very much, and this incident often made Luo Binhan feel very weird: Yu Xiaorong himself was a spooky spirit who was particularly good at spying, but for those really common secrets, like hiding in the closet naked A lover, cash stashed in a well-known holiday package, or a nightclub-labeled match found in a married person's car...these things don't interest her.His sister was like some kind of beast, a wolf that roamed the woods at night, always smelling blood from the wind on every side.She seemed to lack curiosity about the ugly private life that people couldn't see, just like wolves don't care what color underwear people wear - he quickly drove this terrible thought out of his head.

He pretended to be contemplative: "This Anti-Pierre doesn't have any particularly close friends? The kind that will give her financial assistance?"

"She rejects all men who want to pursue her, unless you are hinting at Mom." Yu Xiaorong said coldly, "Mom sometimes invites Miss Pierre to eat at home, and this is the easiest invitation for her to accept."

"Does she come here often?

"Mum will come if you invite me."

"So, your mother likes her a lot too?"

"She just wants someone to watch over me." Yu Xiaorong said reluctantly, "Anti-Pierre's home is where it's easy to see what's going on here."

Luo Binhan let out a long oh, showing a very interested look.But he wondered in his heart who made this arrangement.Anti Pierre, Chen Wei's apprentice, happened to live in the house opposite Yu Xiaorong, and naturally gained Yu Qingshu's trust.The latter may be just a coincidence, but the former can take a lot of effort.Chen Wei said that these were arranged by Jing Huang.is it possible?He taught Jing Huang how to order takeaway.He thought it was mostly Fark who did it.

"Let's go see her," he suggested.

"Now?"

"Just now. I brought some extra souvenirs."

He could see that Yu Xiaorong was surprised by this proposal.Her eyes flicked to the package on the table, and there seemed to be confusion in her eyes, but when she said it, her voice still sounded unquestionable: "Mademoiselle Pierre will not send this. She doesn't like joking."

"But we can still go and see her and ask her if she saw anything this morning. After all, her house has the best view."

"We can't take this thing over there."

"Let's put it on the table. Since you don't think it's a bomb, we'd better not touch it--you don't touch it, and I won't touch it. Let's ask this good neighbor if he sees it." What's up. Is that fair enough?"

Yu Xiaorong still wanted to protest, but Luo Binhan had already started pushing her towards his temporary room, looking for some souvenirs that he gave when visiting neighbors.Now Yu Xiaorong is much taller than before, only half a head shorter than him.She was also very strong, Luo Binhan could feel her pushing his shoulder hard, trying to drag him into the living room.Of course he couldn't really push her with all his strength, he just wondered why she didn't want him to see Antie-Pierre so much.

"What's the matter?" He asked wonderingly, "Why don't you let me go?"

"She doesn't know you." Yu Xiaorong said, she bit her lip, and then said, "She doesn't like strangers visiting, men in the community have bothered her enough."

"So it's up to you, Fluffy. She sure welcomes you to see her."

"I'm not going to introduce you to pretty girls."

"I don't think about that." Luo Binhan said solemnly, "I just want to greet my neighbors."

"You never went to say hello to the Meiers."

"That's because your mother told me not to go. She said that if I got carried away and went to mess with the underage girl who was at the top, I would definitely be the one who was unlucky in court...Who is that person outside the window?"

Yu Xiaorong turned to look out the window.Taking advantage of this vacancy, Luo Binhan sneaked into the guest room and took out a small blue satin box from the suitcase.He heard Yu Xiaorong yelling angrily behind him, and couldn't help showing a smug smile on his face.Immediately after his neck was strangled, Yu Xiaorong said viciously in his ear: "This trick is too old-fashioned!"

"But it's still useful!" Luo Binhan declared triumphantly despite difficulties.Another kick on his calf.

　I squeezed out time to write a large chapter of 5k.Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!Thanks to the book friend @春工部 for posting two fan pictures in the book friend circle, they are very beautiful!Please be sure to check it out.

　　
　
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