Red dust kills beauty

[-]. Cruel Angel ①

Never thought I would catch a big fish!

My fingers moved slightly, and I was about to throw out the puppet silk, but Fu Baixue grabbed my wrist violently. In order to prevent me from getting violent, I even used the gesture of interlocking my fingers.

I glared at him, but he shook his head slightly, then tapped A-Zhan lightly, signaling me to hold on.

How can I hold back!

The principle of forcibly transforming undifferentiated teenagers and girls into Omega/Alpha is actually very simple.

As long as the A/O pheromone is purified and then processed, and injected into the body of children who are in the developmental period and their body hormones are unstable, their pheromone secretion can be forcibly increased to make them differentiate.

Therefore, in today's flood of artificial pheromones, the cost of sex differentiation stimulators is unbelievably low.

But what did I hear?

What Ajan means is that he can transform differentiated Betas into other genders—this is a completely different concept from "directly transforming undifferentiated children in advance"!

If it weren't for the wrong position, I would be a genius.

No matter how serious the consequences are, this technology alone is enough for the researcher to leave his name in history.

Unexpectedly, there was such a card hidden in A Zhan's hand.

Gathering my mind, I pretended to be at a loss, and pulled Fu Baixue as if to leave: "This... let's go first."

But Ah Zhan took a puff of cigarette: "It's okay, we are all friends, Xiao Ning, it doesn't matter if you are here."

ok.

I pretended to lift half of my buttocks and sat back down.

A-Zhan seemed to be meditating or hesitating, and we didn't bother him. The people at the table were quiet, which was the complete opposite of the hustle and bustle just now.

After a while, he said, "Apart from Ah Cheng, who else would not want to be a Beta?"

The little drummer said without hesitation: "Me!"

"Fuck it, people are divided into different classes at birth, no matter whether the other half is Alpha or not, [-]% of Beta's children are Beta, only Omega can guarantee the genes of children."

He raised his head and took a big gulp of beer.

"If it's a Beta, then you'll be a Beta for generations. There's no superpowers, no room for advancement, and you can only be a middle-level worker until you die, working as a worker ant all your life to raise Alpha and Omega instead. I don't want to be a Beta, it's really too much. Bitter."

"But if it's really that amazing, then I still want to be an Alpha. If I can choose, of course I want to be an Alpha!"

Everyone present smiled knowingly and echoed.

Only me, who has been showing people as "undifferentiated", and Fu Baixue, who drank silently, were left on the scene.

Everyone's eyes fell on the two of us, I hesitated and said: "Of course it's good to be able to differentiate into Alpha, but I heard that Alpha made from drugs has serious side effects, Omega is better, but I really don't want to be forced to going to have a baby..."

Ah Cheng said enviously: "This trouble is so extravagant-is this the world of the rich, I am so envious."

Then they looked at Fu Baixue in unison again.

"...?"

Fu Baixue was silent for a while, then pointed at me: "He and I..."

Before he finished speaking, I stretched out my hand, pinched his lower back hard, and then turned 180 degrees.

You can tell from his appearance that he wants to say that he is the same as me—how can it be the same!Then how can we get information!

Fu Baixue's body tensed for a moment, probably because of the severe pain, and his voice changed a little, but luckily he understood what I meant, and continued without stuttering: "...the idea is completely different, I think Be an Alpha."

In the end, he did not forget to raise his head, look into A-Zhan's eyes, and sincerely said, "I really want to."

I resisted the urge to cover my face.

Fu Baixue is definitely the kind of person who can't lie. The more he lies, the more he looks into people's eyes to emphasize his credibility. He belongs to the level of lying for elementary school students.

If the witch merchant saw it, he would definitely laugh at his poor acting skills.

It's just that these people are not witch merchants, they actually like this.Ah Zhan's expression softened: "Is that so...you all want to be Alpha?"

"Isn't this nonsense!"

"However," A-Zhan licked his lips, "the death rate of Beta-directed transformation into Alpha is 80%, while that of Omega is only 60%."

Six out of ten people die, is it worthy of saying "only"?I can hardly recognize these two words.

Everyone fell silent.

"Actually, I don't recommend you to do this, unless you really can't survive and want to give it a try." A-Zhan frowned, and the row of earrings on the ear bones reflected the dazzling light, "Otherwise, if you die, That would be death in vain."

"..."

No one spoke, and the secretive and restless atmosphere just now was swept away.

"You guys should think about it. Really, I still say that, unless you really have nowhere to go, don't use this, it's not a good thing."

The next day, I stood in the witch merchant's office and reported to him.

Shaman supported his chin with his hands, his posture was very lazy, and his voice was very gentle: "Can you tell me the reason why you didn't bring him to Yujingchun for interrogation after you identified the target person?"

That's right, our Yu Jingchun, as a black and evil force that does all kinds of evil, lurks—searches for evidence—and catches them all in one go. Just come back and pry the mouth open.

It stands to reason that when Ah Zhan blew himself up last night, I should have brought him back.But wasn't that stopped by Fu Baixue - of course, in front of the witch merchant, I can't blame Fu Baixue, otherwise this short-sighted and narrow-minded guy might not be very annoying to me.

I said, "Because A-Zhan is a strange person. He doesn't seem to be motivated by profit to do these things. I think simple torture may miss some information."

After I arrived in Yujingchun, I gradually discovered that my excellent insight, which is always beneficial, is not as effective as before.

Whether it's a witch merchant or Fu Baixue, they are hard to see through.Regardless of the witch merchant, Fu Baixue really confuses me, he is like a bug, I can hardly use my own logic to speculate on his behavior.

I thought this task was very simple, but A-Zhan was so contradictory that I couldn't figure it out or understand it.

The salary of a certified public accountant is very good, even in the post-war era, it is enough to support him to live a decent life.He does not pursue material pleasures, does not smoke, whoring, or gamble. His parents are not terminally ill, and he does not have huge debts. His only hobby is playing a band.

She is a Beta herself, has no super powers, and does not yearn for the world of A/O.

Although he has a strong personality, he loves music and is very responsible. After making money, he will happily invite friends to dinner. He is an ordinary person—he doesn't even have any anti-reconnaissance and precautionary awareness.We hardly concealed our deliberate approach, but he didn't notice anything wrong.

So why would he do such a thing! ?

In troubled times, heavy codes are used, and the Self-Defense Forces are very strict on things like stimulants. If they find out, they will be dead, not to mention Yu Jingchun.

There is no reason why he must do it, why would he seek death?

I couldn't understand his logic, so I could only crudely characterize it as "this person has a problem".

When I told Fu Baixue about this confusion, he just took a deep look at me and then patted me on the shoulder.

I sensed consolation in it, but I couldn't understand why he did it.

Is there anything I need to comfort him?

At the end of the report, the witch merchant tentatively agreed with me: "It's okay to be cautious, so as not to startle the snake."

This is to let Azhan go first by default.

For some reason, I felt relieved.Can't tell why.I wasn't really looking forward to the scene of catching him.

"What's the matter, Mr. Ning, you look very distressed." The witch merchant showed a very cute smile, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Why is this witch merchant better at observing words than I am!Although he said it well, I think he just wanted to see my jokes.

I struggled for a while, and told him my doubts, and added that Fu Baixue slapped me on the shoulder, and then asked, "What exactly does Mr. Fu mean?"

The witch merchant suddenly chuckled, and he looked at me with pity: "It's so miserable, Aning, your life was really miserable before."

I:"……?"

No, why did you attack him?And why did he suddenly call me a nickname?Don't we know each other well?

"For the sake of your misery, I will give you a reminder for free."

He cleared his throat, stretched out his index finger in a very dramatic way, and shook it pretending to be mysterious: "Actually, A-Zhan is not as complicated as you think. You don't understand, just because you have never met such a person."

"...?" I tilted my head, "I have never seen such a contradictory person."

"It's not a contradiction." The witch merchant put away his exaggerated smile, "Why did you never think that the reason he did this was just out of excessive sympathy?"

I was taken aback.

The witch merchant sighed and said, "Mr. Fu won't let you arrest him, probably because of this. Although he will always die in the end, Mr. Fu probably doesn't want to see him die by being tortured."

"...?"

"Don't you understand yet? Mr. Ning, your observation of dead objects is clearly so keen, but your understanding of people's hearts is surprisingly shallow. Probably this is why you failed to lurk one after another and finally revealed your identity."

He started calling me honorifics again.

I frowned: "How long are you going to be a fool?" I know that I have failed as a sophomore, but it is annoying to be reminded again and again.

The witch merchant showed a helpless smile: "The reason is very simple. Because this man named A-Zhan is a real 'good man'."

"I haven't even met a good person, and I can't even understand such a simple reason, so I say that you have a miserable life. No wonder Mr. Fu would specifically comfort you."

I was stunned for a moment, ignoring the witch merchant's trash talk: "So he is the 'good guy' in the legend? But... I thought he was a good guy, just like Mr. Fu."

"Mr. Fu?" The witch merchant smiled, but he couldn't tell what it meant.

"...he's not a nice guy."

It was the day of band rehearsal again, and while I was practicing with my grand piano in my arms, I was absent-mindedly peeking at Fu Baixue.

Isn't Fu Baixue a "good guy", but A Zhan is the "good guy"?

But Ah Zhan has a bad temper, often scolds his teammates, and the wine quality after drinking is not good, and he will deliberately provoke and fight with others.I often don’t wash my hands after going to the toilet, and I borrow teammates’ signed T-shirts to wear and then refuse to return them...

On the contrary, Fu Baixue was simply perfect.

If Ajan is the good guy, then to be honest, I'm a little bit disillusioned.

There was no follow-up to the discussion on gender that night, and everyone should live their lives as if they had lost their memory.The witch merchant showed great tolerance for my procrastination, he smiled and said: "It's okay, Mr. Ning, it's okay to be slower, after all, it's a big fish."

"I'm more interested in Mr. Ning now than the Raoshizi gender-changing agent."

I slowly typed a question mark: "...?"

He clasped his hands together, and made a very cute "please" gesture: "Because I am looking forward to Mr. Ning's choice at that time—be sure to perform a little better."

This man is treating me like a monkey.What a boring hobby.

I gave him a disgusted look and left.

Finally, a month later, when we saw that we had completely penetrated into the band and became "friends" who ate and played games and listened to the band together, Ah Cheng had an accident.

"Why didn't Ah Cheng come to today's rehearsal?"

Azhan was irritated all over his face. He scratched his hair and asked us.This guy is a grumpy old man in the band, the kind who can curse people super fiercely.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, saying that Bess hadn't contacted them.And there was no reply to the message, and the phone call could not be reached.In these days, accidents are easy to happen when walking on the road, so Azhan became anxious all of a sudden.

Judging from their nicknames being in the same series, you can tell that these two have been good friends for many years.

He took a gun from a drawer, tied a dagger to his thigh, and hurried to go out.

I stopped him: "I'll go with Lao Bai and you, he's very good at fighting."

Probably because I met too many times recently, I followed the example of people in the band and gave Fu Baixue a nickname, calling him "Old White".At that time they were quite funny: "Why not call me Lao Fu?"

I rubbed my chin: "I always feel that Lao Bai is more fluent than Lao Fu."

At that time, Fu Baixue was stunned for a moment, thinking of something, her expression suddenly softened.

He said softly: "You can call it that way if you want, but you must not let Xiaoshang and Zhaoyao hear it."

I asked him: "Why? Your reaction is so strange. Did you have the same nickname before?"

Fu Baixue's answer was meaningful: "In the past, Xiao Shang also followed others and called me Lao Bai. It was not until later... that he changed his name to Mr. Fu."

The amount of information in this statement is too large, almost equal to express.I clicked my tongue irritably: "What the hell are you thinking?"

Fu Baixue said "Oh", and rubbed his jade finger over and over again: "It's not a bad idea, it's just confirming a conjecture."

So far.

A group of us arrived at Ah Cheng's residence and knocked on the door many times, but there was no movement. Fu Baixue told us to back off, ready to start knocking on the door.

The door was violently opened, and A-Zhan wanted to rush in, but Fu Baixue stopped him. He went in first, looked around, and then gave us a sign to enter.

Ah Cheng's family background is average, and now he lives with his parents.

In addition to playing bass, he works as a salesman for a company.As I said before, the current salary can only guarantee that you will not starve to death after working for a day. The reason why he didn't give up playing bass is also because A Zhan has been funding him.

This small room of less than 20 square meters can be seen at a glance. There are marks of being smashed everywhere, and there are blood and marks of people being dragged on the ground.

Ah Cheng huddled in a corner and sat in a daze. Next to him lay a middle-aged man who had been dead for a long time.

Ah Zhan frowned when he saw it: "Where's your mother?"

A Chengmu turned his head in a daze, and after looking at him for a while, he recognized who it was.He let out a whimper from his throat: "A-Zhan...my dad is dead!"

His tears welled up all of a sudden: "My mother, my mother was taken away...it was said that my father owed a gambling debt...he asked me to pay back 100 million, or I would kill her—but where did I get 100 million?" Ten thousand!?"

A Zhan frowned: "I have some money on hand..."

"It's not enough! After you give, they will only ask for more—" He was trembling and his face was contorted. "My dad doesn't have the habit of gambling at all. They just want to find a reason to blackmail him." That's all!"

I watched from the sidelines and didn't speak.

This is why I say that Zhaoyao is the patron saint of Yanbei.

A society without order is like a jungle, which only follows the law of beasts of the survival of the fittest.All kinds of large and small groups and associations emerged one after another, and the young and strong did not do production, but made a living by stealing, robbing and extorting.

Apart from collecting protection fees, Yu Jingchun doesn't attack civilians very much. The targets it controls are these messy small organizations.

Its methods of acting are cruel and cruel, which to a large extent deters the evil of human nature that is just around the corner.

As the Minister of Armed Forces, Zhaoyao wiped out [-] organizations if not [-]. He contributed a lot to the stability of Yanbei, Gukou and other northern regions until now.

But this time, it was obviously not Ah Cheng who was pure and innocent.