Abstinence Admiral Don't Bite, the Softer Mermaid Top Thug

Chapter 5: The Land General is Silent

"GuluGulu——"

The water burst into a stream of bubbles that kept rising.

Soft and bright long calls came from the rising waves, layer by layer, covering the eardrums more and more excitingly. The pink scales with fine soft light rolled and leaped in the sea, were swallowed by the tide, and the rich and gorgeous tail fin emerged from under the blue waves.

The deeper he went, the heavier the water pressure became, and the pain overwhelmed all his senses.

The pink-scaled fish tails entwined with the body also became increasingly blurred, turning into a mass of fuzzy blocks of color...

The water suddenly receded and the picture dissipated into noise.

In the huge swimming pool with geometric glass surface, Lu Lianbai suddenly emerged from the deep water with his upper body naked.

His arms with bulging veins supported themselves on the ladder on the shore, breathing heavily. It took him a long while to pull himself out of the cold and lingering deep sea that had appeared repeatedly in his dreams for almost three years.

After getting ashore, he walked straight into the bathroom, took a quick shower amid the sound of running water, turned off the water, wiped his hair with a dry towel, and put on his bathrobe. His gaze paused for a few seconds at the mirror in front of him.

The loosely tied nightgown was half open, and one could clearly see a faint fish scale texture near the heart on the left side of the chest, as if it was a natural tattoo on the skin.

I can’t remember how many times this has happened.

It seemed that every time he woke up from this dream, a scale-like pattern would briefly appear on his heart, but would then gradually disappear after a few minutes.

Lu Lianbai walked out of the bathroom and took two pills with the cold water on the table. Just then, Professor Xia from Xingjian Research Institute called.

"I'm sorry, General Lu, but the latest inspection report is out. The ancient marine life data extracted in the East District still has nothing to do with the unidentified tooth mark on your hand that won't fade."

Lu Lianbai was accustomed to such results. He said "I understand", drank the water in the cup, and then asked.

"I have something I want to ask the professor. Is there a forbidden perfume that can be used to seduce spirits, so that only designated people can smell it?"

He never thought that there was something wrong with his sense of smell.

Such a rich sweet fragrance blatantly spread from Jing Weimian's body, and the moment Lu Lianbai smelled it, the wristband that suppressed the riot of his spiritual body showed long-lost abnormal fluctuations.

However, despite the strong concentration of the poisonous incense, Chen Yan and his companions could not smell a trace of it.

Is it possible that this perfume with banned ingredients is only for him to smell?
Professor Xia on the other end of the line fell silent. "...As far as I know, no such magical perfume has been developed on the market yet. Admiral, is your spirit experiencing another abnormal riot, causing some sensory illusion?"

"..."

"Your condition is very dangerous. It's best to increase the dosage of the medicine to prevent the spirit from further..."

"Bye."

Not hearing a single word he wanted to hear, Lu Lianbai hung up the phone with a cold expression.

As soon as he put on his clothes, Chen Yan rushed over to report to him.

"Admiral, there's a new situation at the underground trading port."

Lu Lianbai picked up his coat.

"Go and see."

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At the end of the neon lights in the North District stands an entertainment venue. Through the special passage inside, you can directly reach the underground trading port where fake goods are mixed together.

A gentle-looking man in a suit wearing silver-framed glasses approached the bar and tapped the counter lightly several times in a seemingly rhythmic manner.

Soon, a bartender came over and asked with a smile.

"What would you like to drink, sir?"

Under the flickering light and shadow, the man in the suit said hoarsely, "Where's the stuff I want?"

The bartender looked around, smiling as he mixed his drinks, and lowered his voice, "The higher-ups said that the military has been conducting strict inspections these past few days, so it's not convenient to deliver at the original location."

"Where's the new location?"

The bartender poured the prepared drink into the glass and pushed the note into the bottom of the glass. "Well, you will know this."

Behind the wall pillar, a petite figure leaned leisurely against one side, listening to the conversation between the two people.

Suddenly he tilted his head and saw the waiter passing by, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Isn’t this the girl she and her baby rescued on Fourth Street during the day?
How come she is here?

Jing Weimian frowned slightly, but her own affairs were more important. She saw the man in the suit finish his drink and headed straight for the second basement floor. She stopped the girl serving the wine, took the wine off the plate, and stuffed a star coin into her pocket. "Excuse me."

"What……"

Before anyone could react, Jing Weimian quickly passed behind the girl and headed towards the elevator to the second underground floor from the other direction.

On this side, the man in the suit just walked to the elevator entrance, his eyes paused, and he turned his head to glance over.

A girl who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old was leaning against the wall. Her pink hair was neatly laid on both sides of her cheeks under the brim of her hat. She was obviously drunk, and her slightly drooping eyelids were a honey pink color.

She tilted her head uncomfortably, her hands tugging at her playful black and pink striped jacket. The vest underneath drew a striking line, and a large area below her collarbone seemed wet from the alcohol. The man in the suit adjusted his glasses on his nose, walked over, and asked with a look of concern.

"Little girl, are you okay?"

"Well……"

The man in the suit took the initiative to reach out and support her forearm, "I'll take you to rest."

As he said that, he helped her walk towards the elevator.

Jing Weiman stumbled and leaned on the arms of the man in the suit, his hands limp and powerless, resting randomly on his clothes.

"Are you here alone?" The man in the suit bent down to sniff her hair. Before they even reached the elevator, he couldn't help but hug her tightly. "How could your family let you come to a place like this?"

Jing Weimian easily found the note in his pocket, stood up without saying a word, and dragged him into the shadow of the corner.

The man in the suit reacted very quickly, almost immediately pulling out a pistol from his pocket and pretending to shoot her. Jing Weimian dodged him with a fake move, then took the gun from his hand, grabbed his hair and slammed it against the wall. "Guess why I came here alone?"

The man in the suit groaned in pain, but still not giving up, he punched Jing Weiman's right arm hard, but Jing Weiman grabbed it even more swiftly and pulled it to his back.

"You're fucking...it hurts! Let go...who sent you here?!"

The man in the suit wailed as his head was pressed down. He couldn't imagine where the seemingly delicate and weak girl got such explosive power.

"I should be the one asking you this. Who was the person who told you to come pick up the goods?"

"I, I'll tell you!..." The man in the suit's glasses were knocked askew. He was afraid that the violent girl would smash his head against the wall again, so he confessed in a panic, "The person who asked me to come here was..."

Suddenly, sharp alarms rang out throughout the entire corridor.

The man in the suit just took the opportunity to press the emergency alarm code of the trading port.

Within seconds, armed men rushed over from the corridors on both sides.

"save--"

The cry for help from the man in the suit was abruptly interrupted. Jing Weimian knocked him unconscious with a palm. She was considering whether to jump out of the window when a sudden force pulled her towards the stands behind the secret door in the corner.

Jing Weimian turned around to look at the man, then jumped down from the stands right after him.

"Hurry! The person is over here!"

The patrol lights not far away came on. Seeing that the road ahead was blocked and the person who was pulling her was still going forward without knowing the consequences, Jing Weiman grabbed his coat and slipped into the densely packed containers behind him.

There were quick footsteps passing by the wall of the box. Under the messy cargo, two people were squeezed in a dark and narrow space, with only a little light coming through the gap.

Jing Weimian was leaning on him and listening to the noise outside, when he suddenly felt the heavy hand move away from his back without a trace.

I quickly realized something and reached into my coat pocket, and sure enough, the note was gone.

Jing Weimian narrowed his eyes, "General Lu, do you have any shame?"

The container was too crowded, and Jing Weimian was almost straddling Lu Lianbai's legs. The ends of her pink hair, which had just run through it, were unruly stuck to the man's shoulders and clothes, and scratched his Adam's apple lightly as she swayed.

Lu Lianbai remained calm as he pushed aside a strand of slightly curly pink hair and looked at her with a low, hoarse voice.

"Doctor Jing still comes to a place like this?"

"The base has rules that prohibit me from coming? Give me back the note!"

"That's not true."

Lu Lianbai held down her hand that was moving towards her.

The man's muscular chest was wet by the wine that she had dripped onto his collar. He could smell the sweet scent mixed with the wine that almost soaked his whole body, so he had to tighten his wrist strap again.

He suppressed the inexplicable depression rising in his chest, and his expression became increasingly cold and sharp: "What kind of perfume did you spray on? It's so sweet."

Jing Weiman instantly noticed that his powerful mental power was obviously agitated irregularly, and his eyes raised slightly.

"Don't be so stubborn, Admiral. If you can't control yourself, just say so. Why are you talking about perfume?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, Lu Lianbai calmly unbuttoned his tightly fastened collar with one hand, "Really?"

"Give me back the note, and I won't say anything bad about General Lu having two mental outbursts against a newly hired healer in one day."

Lu Lianbai took out the injection from the lining of his unbuttoned outer garment.

His breath was heavy, "...Get off me."

Jing Weimian was not afraid at all. Instead, he tightened his grip on his legs as if the tip of a knife was licking blood, and slowly stroked his rolling Adam's apple with his fingertips. "The note."

General Lu said nothing, but just kept injecting the mental suppressant into his arm.

(End of this chapter)