Get down on your knees, useless Alpha

There were two people standing in the laboratory, one of them was seriously looking at the experimental data, and the other was looking at the person placed in the cylindrical transparent vessel.

"It's unbelievable." The person who had been staring at it sighed with emotion, and his eyes did not leave the person who was soaked in the transparent liquid.

It was a handsome young man with his eyes closed, wearing a white robe, with a calm expression, his body floating in the liquid in an extremely relaxed posture, his long black hair swimming in the flowing liquid, like a A three-dimensional ancient oil painting.

You might think that the man was dead, at least Levin who had been staring at him had that illusion, but when he got closer, he observed that there was liquid coming in and out of the man's mouth and nose.

He's breathing, he's alive.

"Philip, are you sure he is Lian Yi, Marshal of the Empire?" Levin couldn't help asking. The man in front of him closed his eyes so beautifully that he slowed down his breathing so as not to disturb the sleeping man.

"I'm sure." Philip said casually, while looking at the data, while recording something, he didn't look back at Levin.

"Is he dreaming now?" Levin asked curiously. He had just participated in this experiment. He only knew that he used drugs and instruments to make Imperial Marshal Lian Yi dream, and then observed the data.

Philip's movements paused for a moment. He knew much more than Levin. He knew that Benson, the congressman who paid their salary, wanted to find a suitable way to control the Imperial Marshal, but he didn't know why he wanted to control him.However, as a salary earner, Philip is still very responsible for his work, so he didn't answer anything: "Don't ask questions that have nothing to do with work."

Levin let out a casual "hmm", but didn't take his eyes away.

Philip frowned, put down the things in his hands, turned his head, and looked at Levin seriously: "Levin, I advise you to stay away from him. Don't you know how many wars he participated in and how many people he killed? Many people died in order to catch him this time."

"I understand." Levin lowered his head and looked away.

Philip tapped the instrument on the side a few times, thought for a while, and then said: "Levin, you go out first, I will transfer you later."

"I'm sorry." Levin said, turned around, but couldn't help turning his head before going out, glanced at the sleeping marshal, and then left.

Then, Levin went directly to his single room, opened his locker, and said to the person hidden inside: "I have found the location of Marshal Lian Yi, I will create a mess later , Temporarily cut off the security system, you must hurry up and take Marshal Lian Yi away."

Rabelais, who is always unlucky, said that as a federal marshal, he was forced to stand in a cabinet for several hours, and Tony, who was aliased as Levin, "you come and go" doesn't even have a respectful title, these are nothing.

So, he just watched Tony calmly turn around and leave, waiting for the ensuing chaos.

The evaluation of Marshal Lian Yi of the Empire has always been mixed. As many people want him to live, more people want him to die.

Given the current chaotic situation, Lian Yi's whereabouts must never be exposed, so Rabelais could not directly confront the Federal Congressman Benson who took Lian Yi away, but could only find an opportunity to take Lian Yi away secretly.In fact, if Tony hadn't anticipated the current situation, he would have been ambushed by Benson's men long ago, and Rabelais would not have found a chance.

Ten minutes later, Rabelais heard the sound of running in the corridor, and then went out, mixing with the people heading to his room.

Benson has strict rules for such a chaotic situation. Once such a situation occurs, no one can move unless necessary, and everyone else must rush back to their room immediately to facilitate investigation.

Knowing that he didn't have much time, Rabelais quickly rushed to where Lian Yi was, but faced a row of guns.

This is probably the worst-case scenario. Rabelais looked up and saw Lian Yi floating in the liquid, and suddenly wanted to call out the name of "Lian Yi" calmly to see if he could wake him up. sleeping man.

In fact, he did.

"Lian Yi!"

The sound was blocked by the transparent vessel, which did not even cause the slight vibration of the liquid filled in it.

That was the first time that Rabelais didn't say "Marshal Lian Yi" to Lian Yi, but Lian Yi didn't hear it.

Lian Yi is dreaming.

In other words, dreaming is not accurate, because everything in front of him is the past.

Lian Yi couldn't move, he could only stand there quietly, looking at the pictures he didn't want to recall, there was no sound, everything in front of him was like a silent movie without sound.

Corpses and blood.

The mother's crazy eyes, her arms around the little child, seemed to be talking about something.

The father was quietly drawing, and when he turned his head, the malice in those eyes almost made people tremble.

The body of the ignorant boy Aaron swelled like a monster.

The silver ring with "formylove" written on the inner ring fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and then remained silent without moving.

Everything, everything that Lian Yi deliberately did not think about, deliberately did not remember, was presented naked in front of him, forcing him to dig out his heart and face the past.

Until now, Lian Yi had to admit that even if he climbed out of the abyss, even if he could get rid of those nightmares, these memories still caused him pain.

Those silent figures passed through Lian Yi's body and surrounded him.

If someone could take him away from here, Lian Yi couldn't help thinking, if someone could do it...

"Lian Yi..."

"even……"

"easy……"

Lian Yi felt that someone was pulling him up from somewhere, and realizing this, his hand tightly grasped that person's wrist, and his cold fingers touched the warm skin.

Lian Yi opened his eyes and saw the bloody Rabelais.