Sasha was thrown out by the man who had fallen into a rage, his back slammed against the wall, and the doctor jumped up and ran to catch him, just in time to catch him - the child drooped his head without saying a word, his breathing stopped for a while, and his eyelids kept not opening while the doctor gave first aid, but they kept shaking, and after a few minutes, he began to retch.

The young man pulled up his shirt, and the two semi-circular, almost glued tooth marks at the ends were turning from white to dark on the light brown skin, and because they were small, they looked like cute little ornaments. It was no harm to his body at all, and even if it was pain, it was only a matter of a few seconds, but the fact that he had been hurt once more by a child, especially one whom he despised, scorned, and hated, severely undermined the young man's confidence and pride, and the muscles of his face spasmed, his eyes protruded, his nostrils grew, his shoulders arched like a bull with an electric shock, and the slender and curved blue electricity crackled and ran through his arm.

He strode over to the doctor, who immediately stood up and stepped back with Sasha in his arms.

"Give me that little bastard!"

"No, Martin. Mr. Shawd," the doctor replied politely, while further increasing the distance between him and Martin: "You need to calm down, I think today's inquiry can be over." ”

"I have this power!"

"No," the doctor moved away nimbly before Martin's fingers touched him, "You don't, you don't have the right to harm the agency's monitors, you're suspected of abusing your authority and overstepping your authority, please stop, or I'll report it." ”

Martin froze, his face terrible, his eyes rolling in bony light.

"Be careful!"

At first, the doctor didn't understand where the faint out-of-tune voice came from, but the next moment he realized that it was a reminder from the child in his arms...... Warn! A sharp and sharp pain slammed against the soles of his feet, like many people who inadvertently touch bare high-voltage wires, and he was thrust away by the electricity, rolling his eyes, and Venus froze, but fortunately he still had a little consciousness to direct him to rush through the double doors that did not close.

The double doors swayed so that the doctor could see Martin through the cracks. Shawd, he showed a wild dog-like smile to the doctor, his hand hanging at his side pressed against the edge of the stainless steel dissecting table, and the rattling electricity went all the way down the metal legs of the dissecting table under the cover of his body, and the floor of the dissection room was tiled, but the edge of each tile was inlaid with shiny copper bars—a retro-style feature, very beautiful, but the problem was that it was just as dangerous now—copper was second only to silver in conductivity.

Martin walked slowly towards them, and he was especially happy to see that others looked embarrassed, especially because of him.

"Give him to me," he menacingly raised a hand and let the electricity flow between his fingernails and palms, "I just want to beat him up, teach this little beast a lesson, and let him cooperate," he snorted, revealing a look full of hatred: "I promise not to hurt his life, just a finger, or an ear," he let the current turn into a flickering ball in the palm of his hand, "Throw him down, run away by yourself, or taste the electric chair with him." ”

"It's forbidden to use one's abilities against one's colleagues," the doctor exhaled, feeling the burnt smell of his breath, "and you'll be punished." ”

"Maybe," Martin raised his hand, and the terrifying ball seemed to fly out of his hand at any moment, "but I won't let you die, as long as you are alive, the punishment of the agency will not be too severe, my brother told me, the agency is always short of people, especially the action team, as long as you can do it, they always turn a blind eye." ”

Indeed, the doctor thought, and for a moment he wanted to let go of the child in his arms, but Sasha raised his hand and grabbed him by the collar.

"Here we are." He said.

Catherine rushed in through the double doors at the other end like a lioness who had lost her cubs, and she let out a deafening roar at the sight of Sasha, even masking the loud bang of the stainless steel door against the wall. Shodder pounced on him, knocking him down, and the two men let out a terrible cry of pain in unison as they touched each other, and then scuffled together without any figurative figure—the fight between them was neither ornamental nor practical, in fact, the fights were more akin to the war between the little shrews and the little scoundrels in the backwoods, who rolled, bitten, punched, and kicked by the pool of corpses filled with the smell of Formalins' solution, The incoherent curse looks very ridiculous.

The danger of this can only be seen by Abel, who tries to separate them (who is fortunate or unfortunate enough to be Catherine's new partner), who is struck by the pain of electrical and nerve stimulation at the same time as he touches them, and almost goes into shock on the spot—if it were not for the good doctor who is doing his job by his side.

He had to watch with the doctor watch them fight for five minutes, and in those five minutes they had exhausted all their strength, paralyzed and wrenched together from exhaustion—they were like a very close couple at this point.

The doctor informed the guards, and they took Catherine and Martin, as well as Sasha, they all needed treatment and rest, Abel politely declined the former's invitation, he still preferred to go to the bar inside the "fortress" with the doctor to have a few drinks to comfort his tired body and mind compared to those snow-white and clean physical or psychological treatment rooms, anyway, they are not as fragile as ordinary people, and it is really not worth making a fuss about taking a blow or two once in a while.

"What the hell is going on?" Abel asked bluntly, he and Catherine had just finished their mission and had returned to find Sasha had been taken into the morgue.

"Martin. Shawd needs to be sprinkled. Hopkins cooperated with the investigation. The doctor asked for a glass of grapefruit juice and poured two or three drops of brandy into it. He asked Abel for a warm, spiced wine, which calmed his nerves and warmed his stomach.

"He's still a kid." Abel shook his head, "And he loves his father, and you can't get anything from him." ”

"How do you know if you don't try it?" The doctor shrugged his shoulders and hissed, "If you're willing to persuade Catherine, I mean, let her dig something good out of that child's mouth, and BFI might be willing to be a little gentle." ”

"You won't make it," Abel pushed away the empty glass disapprovingly, "Catherine loves him more than her own eyes." ”

"Martin is indeed a little impulsive," said the doctor, "but he has that right, you know, Abel, the full members of the Operations Group and the Intelligence Group, that they have the right to ask the 'monitors' of the agency to cooperate with their investigations." ”

Abel curled his lips, yes, the monitored, not the guarded, they won't be protected by the agency, "But it's kind of fucking disgusting." ”

The doctor smiled strangely at the back of the grapefruit juice, "It's funny, Abel," he said, "you didn't think that much before." Is this kid so in your liking? "During the town's mission, the man once let the red-eyed man-eating tiger enter the schoolhouse full of children.

"Don't call me a pedophile, that's my partner's nephew."

“…… How did you come up with partnering with her? Don't tell me you've got a crush on Catherine, it's enough for her to kill a Jack. ”

Abel knocked on the table nonchalmously and asked for a glass of absinthe, the spiced wine that made his mouth greasy, "Because no one wants to partner with me," his iris turned an extremely beautiful golden brown in the bar light, "You know, my abilities...... It's terrible. ”

Being able to transform the life force of other people or creatures into what he needs - of course the doctor knows this, he and Abel grew up on the same street, but even so, he didn't dare to partner with Abel, whether he has the qualifications is secondary, the problem is, even Abel himself doesn't know what he will do in a life-or-death moment - there is no need to test their friendship in such a dangerous way, right?

"Sasha. Hopkins ...... "Abel was annoyed to find that when he said the name, the doctor's eyes became strange again: "I just want to ask if there will be such a thing in the future?" Wouldn't it be pleasant to be shocked and stimulated at the same time? ”

"No," the doctor compromised under Abel's aggressive gaze, "he'll be transferred to a proper place to be monitored." You can tell your partner that he lives like a little prince except for freedom. He paused and complained in a weak voice, "I hope your love will stay on this one child." ”

"Don't make such jokes," said Abel, "the thing I hate most is children." ”

(To be continued)