Andorghini's Gift ABO

Lange said: "Unfortunately, this is not something I can decide." He looked at Heine: "Don't look at me like that, you'd better look at the form first. I know this may be difficult to accept at first, But believe me, in order to stay in the current prison, it is worth making a little sacrifice. Compared with other prisons, the place you are now is a paradise." He said seriously: "Everything I say is the truth. "

"Then who can decide?" Heine looked at Lange.

Lange's voice was a little anxious: "Why don't you understand? There are some things I can't say directly, but you are a smart person. Charon is not outside, and the morals and rules outside don't apply here. No one will say that Make irresponsible remarks."

"You are committing a crime." Hein said softly.

Lange was silent for a moment: "I don't have the right to make a decision, and neither do you." He turned off the floating screen: "But I can give you a little time to change your mind. Please read those forms carefully."

After speaking, he turned around and left quickly.The entrance to the hall was closed, and Hein was left alone in the small round hall.

There is no exit from the hall, and all the doors are closed.Heine walked around slowly dragging the heavy shackles, but found nothing.

The terminal kept beeping, reminding him of a message from Charon.

Heine finally chose to open it.It's a detailed form that gives those who don't have points a ton of options—choices of no choice.

Fanny may not be honest, but she's not lying about it.Charon is a prison, but also a haven of brothels, wombs, laboratories, and nightmare makers.

Qilian has a detailed and complete code.But that's just a document.Charon is part of this world, and how many Charons are there in this world?

Heine stood alone in the center of the small round hall, somehow thinking of Anson's pure white hall again.

After an unknown amount of time, a closed door opened, and a group of omegas came out slowly.Some of them talked and laughed, while others looked numb.Heine recognized Primrose, looking tired and pale, leaning on her companion.

"You should talk to Martha," suggested her companion. "Give her a favor. Don't be mean about it, it'll be easier."

"Primrose is just too tired. Your points should be much more than ours, right? I really don't know why you are working so hard." Another person said.

"Hush..." Someone signaled Heine's existence to his companion with his eyes.

"Hey, the doctor is here too." A small omega said with a smile, "But at your age, I'm afraid you can only do the roughest jobs."

Several omegas laughed.But most people didn't laugh.A few people looked at Hein with complicated eyes, and more people passed by Hein blankly, queuing up for the robot to put harnesses on themselves, looking like a group of docile lambs.

The optical brain machine said: "Prisoner number ending in number 1695219070715, the waiting time is over, please complete the form within 60 standard seconds. If not completed, the system will automatically select."

Heine didn't move.

The optical brain started counting down, and among the crowd in line, several people looked back at Heine.

When the countdown was only 10, Heine suddenly walked towards the light brain.Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he waved the electronic shackles on his hands and smashed them at the microcrystalline screen of the optical brain.

The hardness of the microcrystalline screen is not low, and the shackles are the same.The two hit each other, and Heine felt a sharp pain in her wrist.But he didn't give up.The optical brain immediately stopped the countdown and started to call the police.

The robot quickly surrounded it, stretched out its alloy arm and grabbed Heine.Heine felt his whole body go numb, and his body slid to the ground. The sharp corners of the shackles dragged on the microcrystalline screen, making a toothache sound.The scratches run down the screen, all the way to the edges.

Heine's last consciousness before coma was that the light brain started to send out false alarms, and the robot stopped at a loss.A strange voice was yelling: "Quiet! Back off! You idiots!..."

When he woke up again, he found himself lying on a narrow and hard bed, his hands and feet were replaced with heavier shackles, and the chains of the shackles were fixed to the wall.

Heine tried to move his body, but the chain was too short, and he couldn't even sit up.

"We are really destined." A happy voice sounded.Heine turned her head to look,

A wounded face grinned at him backwards, looking grotesque.It took him a long time to recognize it, it was Amber that had disappeared for many days.

Like a real mollusc, Amber rolled over and slipped through the gaps in the chains.He was very flexible, but the twisting of his limbs in a limited space was too weird, which made Heine feel sick for no reason.

He turned his head and looked hard at the narrow surroundings: "Where is this?"

"Below." Amber said briskly, "Below our original area."

Charon's prison is divided into many different districts, and each district has different levels.The district they were originally in belonged to the "light control area", but here is the "strict control area"-the prisoners here cannot go anywhere outside of work hours, and can only stay in small, cold cells and are provided with limited food. and water.There is no cafeteria, bathing happens only once in ten days, entertainment is even more impossible.It's harder to earn points here than it is up there, but luckily there aren't many of them when you need them.

If Martha gave up the surveillance of Heine, staying in this cell seems to have fulfilled her wish in a sense.Heine thought.This is also what he had imagined before: to be locked up, to be subjected to hard labor, and to die here.He deserves it.Because he killed people.

"Why are you here?" Amber came closer at some point, with a strange excitement in her eyes: "Want to talk?"

He Yin said softly: "No."

Amber licked the corner of her mouth: "Let me guess, uh-huh, your points must have been scammed by that little liar Fanny, or some surveillance officer found a reason to deduct your points... I guess it was Martha or Claire? They will ask you to go to the "haven" above, to accompany a strange alpha to do what they love to do, in exchange for some points. As for you, you probably don't cooperate very well, for example, you smashed a certain alpha head or something, so here we go..."

He Yin finally glanced at him: "Then what about you?"

Amber tilted her head to look at him, and suddenly put her mouth next to Heine's ear: "I'm so happy, you know? I knew a long time ago that I would definitely meet you here." As he spoke, he quickly licked Heine's ear. Yin's ears.

Amber's tongue is soft and flexible, with the pheromone aroma unique to omege.Heine didn't expect it, and couldn't help shivering.

Amber's voice sounded dangerous and moving: "I guess you are sweet..."

Heine has lived half her life, and knows that some omegas will be very close because of pheromones and menstrual periods, but that should never be like Amber.He also knew that some alphas would reveal dangers, but that was not the same as amber.

Amber looks like a real beast, excited to find her prey.The young omega in front of him only looks human.

Heine turned her head to avoid Amber.

Unexpectedly, Amber was not disappointed.He grabbed the shackles on He Yin's hands: "I'll give you a gift." Before He Yin could say anything, there was a light slap on his hands, and the shackles were opened.

Amber blinked at him, and said in a voice that was almost irresistible: "Do you like it?"

Heine looked at her free hands for a long time before she asked, "Why?"

Amber put her arms around his neck intimately: "Because only the two of us are different, in that boring prison area, there are only two of us, I can tell at a glance..."

Heine's heart sank: "I don't understand..."

"We are the same kind." Amber's voice was sweet: "Alpha's blood always makes people happy, right?"

Heine trembled.

He thought of the boning knife going into his husband's chest.What did he feel when he saw the blood gushing out?He is not afraid, not sad, not angry.

He felt happy.

He is guilty.Not just homicide.