[Shuanglong Group] Warm and Cold

Chapter 56

Smoking Sentry?

This thing sounds scary, but he had never seen it before meeting "Bamboo".

What's more, the man's long pearl-colored hair was tied behind his head, with a few frizzy hairs sticking up. He looked like he had just been through the dust and dust, and his eyes couldn't be more familiar.He frequently looked at the clock in the corridor, it was already very late, the lights of the whole school had been turned off, only the red halo at the door of the infirmary was left flickering.

Today is the end of the final exam, the military academy officials held a routine celebration party, the three bans were lifted, the Sentinel Academy and the Guide Academy went crazy in the one white and one black teaching building respectively.Yimulian didn't know about the way the Sentinel Academy celebrated, but at least the Guild Academy had been drunk to the brim, running around with all sorts of strange spiritual hints, and anyone who didn't pay attention would lie down with a gun.Seeing hints such as "Rush downstairs to confess to xx" in the drunken guides around him, Yimulian secretly replaced the alcohol with fruit juice in advance, and felt lucky for his own wisdom.

Sakura Demon was probably the unluckiest one at the party that day.

She is allergic to alcohol. She wanted to learn how to drink fruit juice secretly, but she didn't expect to be stuffed with a bottle of alcoholic bright-colored drink... This is not the scariest thing, her bonding time is almost here , Affected by alcohol, the "big uncle" came ahead of time, went crazy halfway, was stabbed down by a group of people with an inhibitor, thought it was over, walked a few steps and then staggered and fell, after a while of mood swings Lost consciousness, he was so dazed that he almost seemed to fall into a well.

He had already gone back to the dormitory to rest, but the Peach Blossom Demon kicked open his door on stilt-like high heels, begged him crying under his surprised gaze, let him go to the Sentinel Yard, and find the Sakura Demon's old friend come over.

At that time, Yimulian still didn't know many things, such as the heart of the Peach Blossom Demon, and the "well" was still a strange and unknown place to him.The textbooks and various experimental reports hadn't had time to teach him how terrifying it was, but he still felt the seriousness of the matter on the face of the Peach Blossom Demon.

This little girl who was not at all sad even when she was bullied by the guide of the spy department next door had such a tearful side...

"Yimulian, only you can help me, please save her!"

I don't know what happened, she made all the phone calls she could make, but none of the teachers answered her calls, and the nurses on duty at the Guidance Hospital just shook their heads at her: "So far we have not found a way to crack the well." ..."

She struggled and said, "She hasn't completely fallen into the well yet! She still reacts!"

The nurse showed an expression of unwillingness to cause trouble: "Is she bound?"

Peach Blossom Demon froze for a moment, then solemnly bowed her head and said, "...I don't know."

"If there is, bring him here, and we will settle the account after private combination. If not, there is nothing we can do with modern technology. I will as soon as possible..."

The Peach Blossom Demon ran away before listening to her nonsense, and came to him with tears in her eyes, as if he was the last straw.

Maybe he really was the last one.

The real light-off time of the sentinel yard was later than they thought. Yimu Lianzhao sprayed himself with a tube of neutralizing agent, bravely prepared to disguise himself as a sentinel at any time, hurriedly bypassed the surveillance camera and turned over. railing.

The Sentinel House was a strange place to him, and if there were no accidents, the guides would not come here for a visit, and the only knowledge about the Sentinel House was through the school newspaper—of course, there would be no guides to take the Sentinel House to him. The courtyard is considered a sacred place, but he was still taken aback.There are many familiar faces on the posters put up "with malicious intentions" at the door of the dormitory, those are guides, the ones promoted by the school newspaper...

Fortunately, he was only in the second grade at that time, because the fighting class became famous after the third grade, and he was not there, but there was the Peach Blossom Demon.That little girl was hyped by the whole school just because she rescued a dying sentry on a field trip with the professor last month. What's more annoying is that this group of stupid sentries didn't know how to post a photo of her with makeup on. !

It's not entirely because the Peach Blossom Demon only trusts his mental strength. The Guidance Academy has already turned off the lights and went to bed. Once the violation of school rules is caught or evidence, the lightest is expulsion from school, the most serious...

Cancellation of military registration for life.

Come on, this is a military academy. After leaving the military academy, what else can they do besides join the army?Coach?With the strict discipline management of the military academy, it is difficult to hire a person who has lived to teach, right?

...Of course, it turns out that his guess was wrong, Yasha can be a shooting teacher!That's all for later.

He entered the dormitory building of the Sentinel Academy as naturally as possible, and many sentries who did not return at night passed him by. He wanted to ask someone to bring a message in to find someone, but after a general look at the situation, he finally understood that today's Sentinel The reason why the courtyard and the guide courtyard must clearly decree the complete isolation—this group of sentinels are basically drunk and going crazy. Who knows what they will do when they see a lonely unbonded guide in this state of being lost due to alcohol and returning to animal nature? What!

He was vigilant and desperately outputting spiritual hints: Leave me alone, I am a sentinel!The continuous release of mental hints under such strong pressure requires a lot of mental power. He found the sentinel of the Sakura Demon who was still sane in the chaotic lounge, and ignored the weird eyes of the people around him. Seeing the shocked expression on the other party's face, he directly dragged him to the central infirmary located on the main avenue at the junction of the two hospitals, where the cherry blossom demon lay dying.

Standing in the dark corridor, he turned his head to look at the situation in the infirmary from time to time, remembering the embarrassment on the Peach Blossom Demon's expression, he suddenly wanted to smoke.

No way, the Sakura Demon is a guide, and so is the Peach Blossom Demon, she...

He had a bold guess, and was eager to ask for proof, but the communicator bound to each person on his arm did not give him this opportunity. Under the request of the military academy, it was forced to shut down all the time when he was in the school.

Where is Peach Blossom Demon now?Did she go to every teacher's duty room in the guidance academy for her best friend?

He prefers that he thinks too much.

The flame flickered in his hand, illuminating half the hallway.

"Who's there?" Yimulian's cigarette was only half smoked when a figure suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor surrounded by smoke. He became alert again and asked cautiously.

This was already considered a public area, and if it wasn't for the late night of a carnival, he wouldn't even have to continue pretending to be a sentinel, but he did it anyway because he smelled of alcohol.

He remembered that a sentry had patted his back heavily on the way just now, thinking that the hint had failed, he shuddered a little.He was no longer as disgusted with sentries as he was in the first grade. The partner activities organized from time to time in the military academy successfully changed his view of creatures like sentries, but the moment just now still scared him.

He couldn't bring himself to stop being vigilant.

There was only sporadic light in the corridor, and Yimulian couldn't fully see the figure. The other party ignored him, so he asked again: "Who? The teacher on duty?"

This possibility was quickly dismissed.The sentry hesitated and asked him, "Which side is the gate?"

"...a first grader?"

"none of your business."

A semester is over, and the only ones who have not entered or exited through the main entrance are freshmen.It's so late, what are you doing at the school gate?Yimulian's intuition told him that he shouldn't provoke other affairs, but he couldn't hold back for a while: "You... want to play truant?"

Using the term "playing truant" is a bit harsh. After all, all subjects have been completed and the exams are over. If you want to leave school at this time, you will not miss any classes.Just... wait, what's the reason to skip class then?Obviously wait another three days before you can go home and usher in the one-month spring break!

Haha, it can't be that the graduation ceremony is too long-winded.

At that time, he didn't think too much, and his thoughts didn't turn to the real identity of the sentinel—who would have thought that a sentry with excellent physical fitness would want to avoid the sorority meeting two days later?

Of course, no one would have thought that in order to supervise the sentinel who temporarily chose to forget and sneaked into the Imperial Military Academy, two sentries, one large and one small, also moved into the Imperial Capital two days later, and the other sentry who escaped from school on his trip One purpose is to welcome these two uninvited guests.

"Do not move."

The sentinel looked like an agent, wrapping himself into half a zongzi.

No matter how afraid of the cold, this behavior seemed too abnormal, and Yimulian couldn't help but take a few more glances.He was probably misunderstood as a patrolling teacher or teaching assistant, and the sentries were also very wary of him.

"I said, don't move. Turn around."

"..."

"If you don't do it, I'll knock you out."

No way, is there such a lovely person these days?Yimulian didn't know what trouble he was involved in, but he didn't want to cause accidents, so he honestly turned to the wall with his cigarette in his mouth.He was always vigilant not to let go of his mental suggestion, and he didn't know which muscle was going crazy, so he asked a bit of a woman: "Skipping school, it's a bit dangerous."

The sentinel: "..."

He continued: "Of course, the row of sniper rifles on the iron gate is usually facing outward, but they will turn around."

"..."

"Hot aiming."

The sentry tapped him on the shoulder with something heavy, probably the mock gun used in the sniper class of the sentinel department. This thing will automatically lock the safety when it is aimed at a person, but Yimulian has also heard that some technical geeks can use it. Example of retrofitting back to a common gun.Yimulian didn't feel the killing intent from the sentinel's consciousness cloud, but he still raised his hands symbolically.

He knew that his mental suggestion was successful, and the smash was definitely the force that a sentinel would use when they fought each other!The sentry deliberately lowered his voice and said to him, "Don't talk nonsense."

The sentinel took a few steps in the direction he was facing just now, and then turned back: "You haven't answered me yet. Where is the gate?"

Yimulian lowered his eyes and watched a long ash falling from the cigarette: "In...the opposite direction from you."

"..."

The smell of alcohol on the sentry was not strong, but it seemed that he really believed it, and he was about to walk in the opposite direction.Yimu Lian finished his teasing, and hurriedly said: "No, that's the direction you're going." The sentry paused in his footsteps, then walked back angrily, glared at him where he couldn't see, and was about to Walking quickly, he saw the emergency room with red lights on.

Unlike Yimulian, the sentinel could clearly hear the voices inside through a gatekeeper—there were two people inside the gate, but only one was breathing, and the other was facing death.

It turned out that it wasn't really the teaching assistant on duty.

He has a little impression of the sentinel in the room, a junior, but this... is he also a junior senior?

Perhaps because he became interested in "same kind", Sentinel's pace gradually slowed down, and he glanced at "Sentinel" through the sea of ​​clouds, and finally his eyes stayed on the pink dragon behind "Sentinel".Yimulian was worried about the two of Cherry, he could deceive others, but he could not deceive his own spiritual guide, Fenlong came out under strong pressure with the old wound that had not faded, and circled him comfortingly.

The sentinel stared at it for a long time, and this was the first time the sentinel had seen someone other than himself with a dragon-shaped spiritual guide.Its whole body is pink, like the fresh and tender color of fresh meat after being injured, and its eyes are cold and docile, completely different from that of my own white dragon.

"There are surveillance cameras in the corridor." Yimulian reminded, still facing the wall.

"It's black."

"What about the platoon of guns?"

"..."

"Hei does not move? Hei does not move. It is right. That is what the brothers and sisters in the anti-espionage department always say when they charge to help Hei computer."

When he first entered school, he wanted to run every day, and there were many people with the same thoughts as him in the guidance academy, but so far, there are still very few people who have successfully "escaped from school". The school colluded.

Yimulian stirred up the topic, but he didn't have the idea to discuss it further.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't intend to find out the identity of the other party. He extinguished the fire with one hand, and said to himself: "Every five minutes, a counterclockwise patrol, there is a broken power grid at the position facing the black whistle sculpture in the west."

The sentinel's eyes instantly became a little strange.

Yimulian himself couldn't explain why he became so enthusiastic all of a sudden, he was clearly not such a person usually.

In the end, the sentinel chose to accept his kindness, and he didn't remember if he used mental hints to make the other party let go of his guard, or maybe the guard against him was so shallow that it could be broken with a single poke: "Oh..."

The sentinels were full of breath when they walked around the smoke, but now they relax and walk out of the area, but they are still choked. This Yan Shuai is very handsome, but he is also too choking. Can you bear it? !The sentinel was puzzled, let alone that it was not a sentinel, but a guide... and the ability to resist mental suggestion that he had always been proud of was temporarily reduced to a joke because of the influence of alcohol.

And this joke almost caused a misunderstanding, which brought consequences that he regretted too much.

tbc