Abyss Express

Foreword:

[Winning time is winning everything. ]

[——Ilya Nikolaevich Ulyanov]

[Part① Little Brotherhood丨Grey Robe Monk]

After cleaning up the blood and corpses, Xue Ming changed into clean staff clothes, and then began to wait.

Under the warm light of the customer service room, Wood Pluck rubbed his chin like a sculpture——

——He didn't move at all, even his eyes lost focus, as if he was rehearsing and thinking quickly in his head.

Xueming: "What should I do next?"

Wood: "See tricks and break tricks."

Xue Ming: "How many enemies are there?"

Wood: "I don't know."

Xue Ming: "You just threw a red mountain stone into the economy class. I noticed that many people stared at this stone."

Wood: "Innocent children will also pay more attention to toys that suddenly appear. That means he's a serial killer."

Xue Ming: "I think you are sarcastic."

"If you feel that the way to deal with it is too passive, I still have a proactive move, it just depends on whether you dare to use it or not." Wood Pluck said so, and he suddenly regained his energy.

That change of posture was very weird——

——It was like a stone statue spoke and came to life.

The train conductor suddenly turned his head and smiled confidently. His shiny teeth and bright red tongue seemed to be the devil's spokesperson selling a new contract with humans.

"You are not a passive person, Jiang Xueming. During the duel session just now, I can clearly feel your passionate and high-spirited emotions." Wood said with a smile: "If you insist on taking the initiative."

Jiang Xueming's eyes changed from calm to anxious.

To be honest, the train conductor felt very dangerous to him——

——It's like a strong gunpowder that explodes at one point. In this short hour, this VIP can be "gentle and considerate" or "sexy and seductive". The most important thing is that the Browning pistol spouts When the gunfire kills the flight attendant butch the bad cat.

Xue Ming would still tremble for a while at the sound of the explosion of bullets—just for a while.

It is almost a human instinct. When hearing a sudden loud noise, the body will always be controlled by the neural conditioned reflex, and the muscles will involuntarily tense.

But Mr. Wood was completely unmoved. He was more mechanical than Xue Ming.

In other words, he seems to have seen this kind of scene too much. Regarding the strong light and strong sound, using a more intuitive metaphor, the train conductor seems to live in a place full of explosives, and his daily life is to create explosions. No matter eating, sleeping, peeing or defecating, you will hear this shocking, loud noise exceeding 100 decibels.

Wood: "Good clothes."

Jiang Xueming: "Yes, the clothes of the flight attendants are all nice, and the suits are neat."

Wood: "He's in good shape, too."

Jiang Xueming: "Yes"

Mr. Wood immediately found a booklet from the inner pocket: "Speaking of business, if you want to take the initiative, find the other bad cats on the plane. Find the orange cat Lightning and the little fat cat Tops, and we will review the The second lesson of Lahad School of Magic, about pheromones."

Jiang Xueming was stunned——

——The train conductor really took out the textbooks and lesson plans in a decent manner.

The golden-haired brother put on his glasses without bothering him at all, and found a marker pen from the tea table, took off his coat seriously, and showed off his pink shirt and straps, very capable.

He waved a marker pen to make a key point, and quickly drew two cats on the notice board on the shift wall in the customer service room.

"This is Lightning, this is Topps."

Taking out the stick, it was a white, ivory gearshift lever, and Wood used it as a pointer, gently poking the cat-shaped picture.

"Jiang Xueming, are you listening?"

Xueming's eyes straightened: "Why. Yours"

Wood: "My what?"

Xue Ming: "Your speed can be so fast? I don't understand. Why are you taking off your clothes, pulling out sticks, searching for paper and pens, and wearing glasses?"

To be honest, Wood's movements are comparable to Bugs Bunny and Tom, like cartoon characters.

Generally, we use the word like divine aid to describe quick, quick and effective actions.

Based on Xue Ming's eye movement speed, the precision and speed of Mr. Wood's movements just now can catch up to the standard of Hunwei.

"To win time is to win everything. You must focus on the key points in everything, Jiang Xueming." Teacher Wood has no good temper, and wants to call back the sneaky Xueming: "Is this the time to discuss my beautiful figure? My Does skill have anything to do with what we're going to do next?"

"Teacher, please continue." Jiang Xueming took out the diary and got ready for class.

Although I can't quite understand Mr. Wood's strange sense of ritual, after all, the enemy is outside——

——It took so much effort to explain the teaching, which made Xue Ming feel a little funny.

"As we all know, cats are cats, and humans are humans." Wood casually drew a humanoid outline: "The pheromones of the two are completely different, the amount of sweat, metabolism, and even the spiritual pressure of inspiration are all different."

Jiang Xueming: "To find these people, do we have to get in close contact with them?"

Wood raised his eyebrows: "Yet! It's not just close contact. After we pupate or cocoon, we can perceive the subject by licking bodily fluids, including but not limited to sweat, glandular secretions, tissue fluid, urine and blood. Pheromone will not lie about the emotion of the object, as long as there is physical contact, you can immediately understand the other person's mind by tasting it with your mouth."

Jiang Xueming pursed his lips in surprise and became nervous.

Wood: "Is it hard for you? Are you embarrassed?"

Jiang Xueming shook his head: "No, I was just thinking, how do I get these things, if the enemy doesn't notice, and at such a short distance, when the enemy's true identity is detected, it is very dangerous to immediately knock them down thing!"

Wood: "Yup! High risk, high reward."

Jiang Xueming: "Mr. Wood, what are you going to do?"

"Plop" --

—Wood hooked the body of the bad cat Miss Butch out of the luggage rack with the stick.

"What does she look like?"

Jiang Xueming: "A corpse of a woman who died for about six minutes, her eyes began to lose water, and her blood drained dry? It looks like South American and Latin mixed race."

"Yes! Genius!" Wood uncovered the flight attendant's messy hair, cleaned up the bone fragments, fiddled with the clothes at the neckline, and tore off a button of the shirt, exposing the navel. "But that's not what I mean. I didn't ask you if you want to go on a blind date with her—nor if you're interested in becoming a forensic doctor."

Immediately afterwards, Wood Plaque put on a mask and took out a bottle of spray from his clothes.

He conveniently put on a mask for Xue Ming as well, and sprinkled the spray on the mask.

He and Xue Ming explained.

"Pure cure plus dextrose solvent, very simple disinfection procedure."

Make earmuffs in the same way——

——As a solid shield for the mucous membranes of the five sense organs.

In the end, Wood pretended to be the chief surgeon: "Assistant, give me the scalpel."

Xue Ming immediately made a scalpel out of a stainless steel cup on the kitchen shelf next to the coffee machine.

"Good job!" The moment Dr. Wood entered the role, it was as if he was switching personalities. He used brutal methods to cut open the belly of Butch's corpse.

"pliers."

The fat in the belly opens due to the natural tension and contraction of the abdominal muscles, immediately revealing strings of intestinal membranes and organs.

"tweezers."

Xue Ming handed over all the tools.

"Tourniquet."

As soon as Wood said it, he immediately changed his words.

"Sorry, she doesn't need it for now."

With question marks all over Xue Ming's head, he immediately saw Wood holding the larva branded by Vita in his hand.

Strings of Mrs. Bai followed the connective tissue, like a string of stinking passion fruit, sticking to each other, slipping from Wood's hand back into the cavity of the abdomen.

"Let's take a closer look"

Saying so, Wood's eyes widened—

—A rusty smell similar to that of the Holy Blood can be smelled in the air.

However, unlike the vampire's formula, the catastrophe grace received by the bad cat Butch is reptiles and birds from the underground world.

"Is there any result? Teacher Wood, are you trying to deduce the origin of these guys from the blood donation ceremony?" Jiang Xueming deduced with reason and evidence: "This flight attendant must have come prepared, it is impossible to appear out of thin air, the crew I'm afraid there are also her accomplices here?"

Dr. Wood just went on with the operation, his expression impassive.

"Give me the needle and thread."

Madam Bai lost the energy supply of the blood-donating host and was exposed to the air. Even if there was no sunlight, she would not survive more than ten seconds before dying.

After Wood sewed up the wound and took off his gloves, he immediately said to Xue Ming with regret on his face.

"Feel sorry."

Jiang Xueming: "You can't find out her background?"

Wood: "Unfortunately, she died and was not rescued. The operation failed."

Jiang Xueming: "It's really a sad story."

Wood: "Don't you have any sense of humor? I'm obviously joking."

Jiang Xueming remained expressionless: "Hahahaha."

Wood took out the spray and sterilized the eyes of the two, "Speaking of which, the blood flowing in her body comes from the Little Brotherhood, also known as the gray monks, which is a branch sect of the Mad Butterfly Sacred Church. You must not be familiar with it. If you don’t care about this word, you don’t have to memorize it.”

Jiang Xueming began to take shorthand notes in the diary.

Wood returned the body to the luggage rack.

"These guys are pretty normal, at least they are afraid of death." Wood threw the surgical tools back into the sink. "Using our method, try to kiss their cheeks, and you can immediately tell the real body."

Jiang Xueming: "How should I do it?"

Before he finished speaking, Wood Pluck opened the curtain of the dressing room, revealing the skirts and uniforms of the flight attendants inside.

"How about putting on this outfit and pretending to be a flight attendant? Or do a hijacking and scare them all!"

Jiang Xueming was dumbfounded——

"—Are you serious?"

Wood: "You have a funny look."

Xue Ming: "There are very few things in this world that can make me show this expression. Last time, there was a strange young man having sex with an alien widow. I also had this expression when I heard about this incident."

Wood: "I'm not kidding, it's a necessary ritual - the gunsmith."

Xue Ming: "Explain, explain."

Wood pointed out the door, pointing to the economy class.

"When we put on a small skirt, ordinary people will definitely yell and scream when they see it. It's so strange that they can't restrain themselves. Their heart rate, muscles, body language and demeanor will all undergo drastic changes, right?"

Jiang Xueming took off a flight attendant uniform and looked at the women's clothing in his hand. It was hard for him to imagine how awkward it would be to wear on his body.

"But!" Wood was applauding, wanting to give Xue Ming courage with his applause: "Gunsmith, but! Like in the Little Brotherhood, it is probably commonplace for units that have undergone blood donation. Madam Bai always Their nerves and brains have long been numb, just like the scavengers who have borrowed too much, unless they are very concerned about, related to their own interests, or endanger life and death. Beside that, this bad cat Butch we met, all her emotions were faked."

[Part ② It's so weird! ]

Xueming: "That's weird!"

Wood: "I'll go ahead and you go behind. I'll collect their pheromones, such as watches and cash close to the skin, as well as jewelry and bank cards. You have to pretend to be a hijacker. Indulge in the surprise and hesitation of [what the hell!], catch them off guard, and identify their real bodies."

Xue Ming: "Wait a minute! Commander Wood! If you want to achieve this effect and find out the enemy's tell from their demeanor, you only need one person to wear a flight attendant uniform, right? Butch's clothes are too small, Do you want me to change it now? Your height is 185 centimeters, and this shoulder width and waist circumference cannot fit in."

Wood: "That's the effect."

Xue Ming: "If the clothes are broken in the middle, the thread will collapse."

Wood acted as a reply reader: "This effect is what you want. It's not the thread that breaks open, it's the enemy's dead door."

Xueming: "Then do I need to change? I also want to change into this suit?"

Wood: "No, if you don't think it fits well and it's hard to fight, then you don't have to change - just go out with your guns up and yell [Hijack! Cuties! I've got real ones! Put money and jewels Take it out! Put it on the plate of the blond hottie next to me! Be good! Don’t try to be a hero!] — that’s it.”

Xue Ming: "There are a lot of lines, a bit vulgar."

"Oh" Wood's face was full of disappointment, and the original enthusiasm was extinguished at once: "Otherwise?"

Xueming smiled suddenly, feeling quite interesting: "I promise you."

Wood followed the script, and read the prepared words aside.

"We adapt accordingly, understand?"

"clear."

"Why is it so strange, it conveys all the strange, exciting, and eye-catching sensations, like the itching of ants crawling on the belly, to every passenger in the economy class. Do you understand?"

"clear."

"No, you don't understand—"

Wood's skirt was half changed, he took a scalpel to shave his legs, and put his powerful right leg on the table, and he would shout "good leg" when his muscle lines came.

Mr. Wood patted Xue Ming's face lightly.

"—Look this way, say it again."

Xue Ming swallowed his saliva, trying his best to look fierce.

"Hijack the plane! Cuties, take it"

"Here, stop." Wood stretched out his hand and rubbed Xue Ming's temple, "Look carefully, look at me carefully."

I saw the blue veins on the train conductor's forehead popping out all of a sudden, and the bloodshot eyes in his eyes were about to crawl to the blue pupils. He was extremely angry, and his hideous expression was like seeing his first love many years ago, whom he secretly admired in the school days Goddess, crawling out of the pool now, and then sitting next to a rich fat pig.

It's full of unwillingness, wanting to kill people, wanting to wring the head off of a brat, and to hear a super villain's expression of [Bo].

Jiang Xueming was shocked at the time.

"I see."

Wood Pluck returned to normal in an instant. He patted his cheeks, put foundation on his fair cheeks, packed up his blush and lipstick, and put on eye makeup so thick that it exploded. He took the time to pull out the luggage rack—from the cloth Miss Qi took out eyeliner from her coat pocket.

"Sister, your hydrating water is very useful. I'll ask you where you bought your skin care set after I go back to hell?"

Saying so--

—Wood immediately tilted his head to listen to the voice of the corpse.

"Oh! Amazon? Which store? Stop calling my grandma okay—"

"—Forget it, I'll ask my wife when I have time."

After talking to himself, Wood turned his head and said to Xue Ming.

"She has a bad temper and doesn't want to meet my new friend."

Xue Ming still put this pair of scenes aside, completely unresponsive.

Immediately afterwards, the captain tossed his hair, sprayed the setting water, and began to take a deep breath in front of the mirror.

"You can, you can, you can."

I saw the small-sized women's shirt put on the captain's strong torso——

——The driver's expression was distorted, and he almost fainted. It took a lot of effort to put on his clothes.

"I'm going to succeed!"

Xue Ming: "The driver."

Wood: "Shut up!"

Xueming: "Why don't I come? I'm thinner."

Wood: "Shut the fuck up! I can do it!"

The flight attendant's women's jacket was stretched almost a full circle by Wood.

Finally, this "girl" turned around and flirted with Xueming.

Xueming's heart was only touched and chilled——

——Thinking in my heart, is the duel between Morpho butterflies such a cruel and terrifying thing?

"I feel disgusting and say it directly." Wood regained his composure from the flattering and distorted expression, started to do business, and packed his clothes: "There is no need to hide your thoughts."

To be honest, it looks pretty decent.

Wood Plaque has a slender waist, but the muscles of his upper body are very healthy. Stuffed into this uniform, he is like a sexy bomb that will explode at any time. He is like a strange practitioner in a strip club. It is estimated that Xiao Qi saw this kind of promotional poster It will run fast, go to the ticket office to buy a dozen or twenty tickets for it, and bring good sisters to rush together.

Xueming: "He's really talented."

"Hey!~" Wood Pluck was very disgusted: "You guy's gay index exceeds the standard, stay away from me!"

Xue Ming: "When will it start?"

Wood: "Don't worry, there is one last thing."

Xue Ming: "I'm very worried, Captain, can we really scare these enemies? We must know that there are many strange people in the surface world—the madness index is no less than that of the cultists in the underground world. I'm afraid Injure ordinary people by mistake."

Wood walked to the first class, squatted beside a certain male passenger, and asked with a smile.

"Sir, do you want to make money?"

The male passenger glanced at the hot stewardess and was too shocked to speak.

Wood pulled out a thick wad of dollars, counted fifty, and handed over his pheromone-stained clothes, his pink shirt, tie, leather pants, and shoes.

"Do you want to make money?"

The male passenger looked around and seemed to have not recovered.

After waiting for a long time, the man said submissively.

"Where? You want to sleep with me? You can go to the customer service department, or the kitchen? Here? My tongue is very flexible."

Wood covered his face, looking hopeless.

He turned his head and said to Xue Ming: "Yes, you are right, there are many lunatics in this world, who are more insane than the fucking cultists."

Jiang Xueming: "Could it be that you gave too much. That's five thousand dollars. It's normal for people to misunderstand."

"It makes sense." Wood squatted back and said to the passenger, "I'll give you money, but you have to wear my clothes, and you are not allowed to take them off until the plane lands, understand?"

The male passenger looked a little disappointed.

"Oh that's all?"

Wood: "That's all."

Male Passenger: "No more? Is it a drag party event?"

Wood: "What else do you want?"

Male Passenger: "I like your eye shadow and"

Wood snatched the gun from Xue Ming, pointed at the passenger's head and cursed: "Enough, I've heard enough of my motherfucker. Take money, change clothes, it's that simple."

The male passenger picked up the clothes carefully, and glanced at Wood in a dazed way.

Wood returned to the customer service room, and could still hear the strange sound of blowing his nose and breathing behind him.

The experienced train conductor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, as if he just got off the execution ground——

——Jiang Xueming didn't dare to say anything, just waited for the good show to start.

After holding back for a long time, Wood pointed to the airline stand in the customer service room.

"I will never fly with this company again!"

Jiang Xueming: "It makes sense."

Wood put on his bow tie, straightened his hat, and was top blond bitch.

He and Xue Ming emphasized seriously.

"Especially first class."

Xue Ming raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips, trying to hold back and tense up.

"okokokok."