Mountains and seas have a home

Chapter 144

Geng Shuming checked that there was nothing wrong with the protective clothing on his body, and then went forward to lock the glass jar.The incident happened suddenly, and the rotting corpse of the mother dragon had to be locked inside together.The young dragon crawled around in the tank, its eyesight seemed to be poor, and it was bumping around.

"Reptiles can live amphibiously on land and water, and they can't freeze to death at minus 200 degrees Celsius. I'm a little confused about what this is." Fu Zhong said, he put the gun back, "Could it be the ancestor of lizards? wrong."

"Lizards are creatures of the same age as dinosaurs, and they have been living in the world. The earth in the age of dinosaurs, from the Triassic period to the Cretaceous period. Think about it, friends, the climate conditions at that time were warm and humid. produce cold-resistant creatures."

Zhu Min took a sip of the jujube tea, turned his mouth and bent over to observe the screaming young dragon in the glass jar, looked carefully back and forth, and then shook his hands and said, "Let the taxonomist take a look, look at the classification. To which family and which genus."

Ji Yao asked people to carry the jar to forced freezing. Generally, this freezing mechanism is only used for long-term passage flights, in order to stop all life activities and prevent abnormal loss of time.

"Why don't you just put it in liquid nitrogen and freeze this little thing?" the assistant asked, each of them carried the glass jar at one end and walked into the central control room. Ji Yao specially opened an empty dormant cabin.

"Did you forget? The jar was taken out of liquid nitrogen just now, and then a live larva crawled out of the dead mother's belly. Think about it, can we continue to use liquid nitrogen?"

Fu Zhong put on headphones to adjust the temperature in the dormant cabin, squinted his eyes to see the changing numbers on the screen, and said: "And we can't guarantee how long this young dragon can survive, it can't die, it is a precious research material .So the best way is to force freeze."

Geng Shuming told the assistants to be careful not to break the jar.After the dormant cabin was closed, it was quickly filled with protective gas. After setting the parameters, Fu Zhong pulled down the gate, and a current was quickly connected to the refrigeration system, and the entire freezing process was completed in an instant.

It can be seen from the glass door of the dormant cabin that the young dragon has not moved, and it is fixed in place by maintaining the crawling posture just now.Fu Zhong took off the earphones, turned off the lit screen, and reminded Zhu Min next to him not to press the switch randomly.

"I have always wanted to know the principle of forced freezing." Geng Shuming walked around the dormant cabin, patting the cold metal frame outside, "There is neither conventional refrigeration equipment nor unconventional time hiding equipment. I just don’t understand it very well.”

Ji Yao stood at the door with his shoulders slanted on the phone, tapping the keyboard with his fingers. It seemed that he was negotiating with the people on the coordinate system. He was going to call some people from the biology laboratory.

Fu Zhong packed up his things, took a look at Professor Geng Shuming, put on his gloves, and said: "This is confidential, and no outsiders are allowed. I can only tell you that its main working core is a separate accelerator, and after a series of Complex physical transformations to achieve static effects."

Geng Shuming adjusted his glasses, then rubbed his eyes. He propped himself on the metal frame and remained silent for a long time before he nodded and said he understood.Fu Zhong turned off the lights in the dormant cabin, and Geng Shuming took off his heavy protective clothing, sterilized it, stuffed it into a cabinet, and took his assistant back to the laboratory.

"Has Professor Yang Qihua called? When is he coming? Has the taxonomist followed?" Fu Zhong checked the equipment in the central control room, made a record and closed the metal door.

Ji Yao took off the phone and put it in his pocket, rolled up his sleeves and supported his waist, waiting for the files on the computer to be transferred.He stapled the printed document paper, pointed to several handwritten signatures on it and said: "They signed the transfer letter, and they will leave for here in ten hours."

"Well, that's good, I wish them a safe journey." Fu Zhong said and took the computer, and after confirming that everything around was normal, he turned off a section of light on the top. They sank into the darkness, and the moonlight peeked out slightly.

Ji Yao brushed her hair, stood in front of the porthole with her hips propped up, and looked out for a while at the endless sand and the silver moon rising from the sea. He likes to look at the scenery like this.Suddenly he said another thing: "Will the giant eagle lead them this time?"

Fu Zhong put his hand on Ji Yao's shoulder, touched his slightly protruding shoulder blade, and pressed his thumb on it to gently caress it.Fu Zhong looked at the moonlight and thought for a while, then said, "Maybe? But the giant eagle hasn't appeared here for a long time, where did they fly to?"

"Maybe it's back to the Great Snow Mountain? There are eagle nests under that snow mountain, and they should live there." Ji Yao said, the moonlight shined through the thin shirt on his body, revealing the blurred outline of his inner body .

"Those eagles are domesticated, and only humans can domesticate them. Some people raise them." Standing in the gray shadows, Fu Zhong looked at the same scene with Ji Yao, "Who could have domesticated them? Is it your father?"

Ji Yao didn't speak, he put his hand down, put it on the window sill, and tapped his nails unconsciously.After a long while, he turned his head and buried half of his face on Fu Zhong's chest, rubbed it, and said in a muffled voice: "I don't know. We have to count the time, how many years have these eagles lived, how many years have they been raised, and how many years have they been raised? How many years did that person live... oh, I can't count."

Fu Zhong held his waist in his arms, and Ji Yao leaned on it securely like this, and he handed his back to Fu Zhong with confidence.When Ji Yao smelled the long-lasting scent of sea salt on Fu Zhong's body, it was like finding a paradise in the midst of turmoil, and everything was extremely stable.

"The eagle can live to be 70 years old. It is a long-lived animal." Fu Zhong lowered his head quietly. He likes to sniff the fragrance behind Ji Yao's ears at a very close distance, like a herd of deer sniffing berries.

"No, we can't use our calculation method to measure the lifespan of the creatures here. The time in this world is extremely slow, so after scaling up, the eagle can probably live for more than 200 years. Well, more than 200 years."

Ji Yao moved his neck, he felt itching behind his ears, it was the feeling caused by Fu Zhong's breath on his skin, it was numb, like ants crawling.Ji Yao's place is sensitive, and Fu Zhong likes to kiss the back of his ears on the bed, and every time Ji Yao can't bear to raise his legs to wrap around his waist, and then ask him in a panting voice, "Can you come in now? I can't help it."

It won't work if this goes on, Ji Yao's ears have turned red uncontrollably, this is his instinctive reaction, Fu Zhong thinks he is very cute because of this.Ji Yao hurriedly lowered her head, raised her hand to touch Fu Zhong's head, and asked him to separate.

"Don't be like this at this time, I'm not in good health yet," Ji Yao raised his eyelids to look at Fu Zhong's face, and quickly turned away, "So don't force me."

Fu Zhong raised his eyebrows, like a child who didn't get a reward, feeling aggrieved.He looked at Ji Yao for a while, then put his forehead on Ji Yao's shoulder, but pinched Ji Yao's waist with his hand, and said, "It's been a long time since I kissed you, you don't know how to take the initiative."

Ji Yao suddenly laughed, his waist was pinched and he couldn't move.Tightening his abdominal muscles, Ji Yao raised his arms to hug Fu Zhong's neck, then raised his chin to kiss his lips.The moonlight was streaming in from outside, so their kiss fell right in it.

The lips were soft and long at first, and Ji Yao squinted her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, as if she was still experiencing the first kiss.Fu Zhong bowed his head to respond to his request, he was not willing to use force, and carefully grinded the affection from Ji Yao's lips.

A long time has passed, and the heavy rain in Moscow City has been far away, hidden in memory, and has become a city symbol with spiers, blurred.

During the kiss at this time, Fu Zhong can still feel the mood when they first kissed. Time can indeed take away many things, but those noble emotions in people's hearts are often permanently engraved on the stone tablet of painstaking efforts, which will last for years.

After the kiss, they parted a little, Fu Zhong looked into Ji Yao's eyes, then chased after him and pecked his lips.Ji Yao smiled and scratched his nose, picked up the pocket next to him, and said, "Come back with me, I want to rest."

Passing through several brightly lit passages, Ji Yao entered his temporary office. He put down the things in his hands, sat down with a chair, and rubbed his waist and legs.He asked Fu Zhong to pull out the bottom of the cabinet and made a simple shop.

"Slavic mythology." Ji Yao took out a book from his box, flipped through it, handed it to Fu Zhong, and continued to look through things, "The things are so well organized, not bad."

The box was sent from the coordinate instrument, and it contained some necessary things for Ji Yao.He took out several bottles and jars, checked the seals, and saw that they were all in Russian. After a closer look, it turned out to be ointment to cover the scars.

"Do you recognize the Russian language on it?" Ji Yao asked him, handing a small jar to Fu Zhong.

They sat side by side on the shop, Fu Zhong moved his knees, took the jar in Ji Yao's hand, and said, "I learned a lot of Russian, I couldn't understand it before, but now I can understand it."

"ялюблютебя." Ji Yao said casually.

"I love you." Fu Zhong continued.

Ji Yao took a look at Fu Zhong, smiled very lightly, and continued to reach out and pick in the box.Fu Zhong didn't speak, he flipped through the "Slavic Mythology" in his hand, looking a little lost in thought, Ji Yao called him several times before he realized it.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you restless? What's the matter?" Ji Yao handed him a glass of water, patted the folds on his trousers, sat down beside him, and stuffed the box into the gap beside him.

"It's nothing, I just remembered something." Fu Zhong replied, he twisted a corner of the page, and the footer of that page had been crumpled, "It's just a little annoying."

Ji Yao didn't wear glasses, and his long eyelashes still curled up in a shallow arc. Such eyes are really fascinating: "What's the matter?"

Fu Zhong closed the book, he was not in the mood to continue reading.The desk lamp is on in the office, the light is warm and yellow, and there is a floating atmosphere of moonrise and dusk.Fu Zhong was silent for a long time, then reached out to hold Ji Yao's wrist, and clasped his fingers.

"This is much better." Fu Zhong said to himself, then moved closer to Ji Yao, "I have something to tell you."

Ji Yao clasped Fu Zhong's hand tightly, took a sip of water, and said with a smile: "Could it be you who want to propose to me?"

Fu Zhong was stunned for a moment, then smiled, he turned his head to look at Ji Yao's face, kissed him on the cheek, kissed him again, and said: "I want to propose, but not now, I have to wait for an auspicious day , at the right time and place.”

Hearing this, his brows were filled with joy, like a magpie standing on a plum blossom branch.Ji Yao put down the water glass, suddenly turned around and straddled Fu Zhong, and sat with his legs apart, facing him.Fu Zhong hugged Ji Yao's back and leaned back to make him sit more comfortably.

Ji Yao touched Fu Zhong's earlobe, and helped him tidy his hair with his fingers.Fu Zhong hugged him for a while, kissed Ji Yao's collarbone, then looked up into his eyes and said, "Chief, do you know what the bullet that killed Professor Geng's draftsman looked like?"

"What does it look like?" Ji Yao asked, his expression was flat and his voice was as gentle as the wind blowing past his ears.

Fu Zhong put his hand on Ji Yao's waist, and a few centimeters down is his buttocks.Fu Zhong leaned his head on the cabinet behind him, and said: "Privately customized bullets, with engraved warheads, cross-shaped grooves, injected with red crystals, and their blasting power is 150 times that of ordinary bullets."

Ji Yao's hand stopped obviously, Fu Zhong covered the back of Ji Yao's hand, raised his hand to lift his collar, and pressed it on the silver pendant under his neck: "I went to check the source of the bullet and found It came from Gnaard Arms Factory and was only supplied to one customer."

"That customer is me." Ji Yao quickly continued, and Fu Zhong noticed that his Adam's apple rolled, "I admit that I have been buying this kind of bullets from the Gnaard Military Factory for a long time. The customer you mentioned is me. "

Fu Zhong looked at him, Ji Yao looked as usual, he pulled his hand out, opened his collar, untied the necklace, put the pendant on the ground, and then took out a metal box from it and put it on the ground.Ji Yao opened the box, and there were 700 rounds of ammunition neatly stacked inside.

"I admit it, I was the client. But I must say, I didn't kill the draftsman. That's it, I have no excuse."

"I know, baby, I know you won't kill the draftsman." Fu Zhong reached out and hugged Ji Yao into his arms, stroking the back of his head to comfort him, "I know it's not you. But the question now is, who is it?" Got this kind of bullet?"

Ji Yao leaned against his neck, closed her eyes, and buried her face completely in his soft clothes.He moved his waist upwards, wanting to get closer to Fu Zhong, sticking to him, feeling the warmth of his body.

"Gnard's boss promised to only provide me with this kind of bullet. I believe him. I don't think the company took the initiative to leak the supply or production technology."

Fu Zhong hugged Ji Yao tightly, he knew that Ji Yao was looking for a safe place to stay, just like a fox in the desert, looking for a warm cave to settle down in.Fu Zhong asked in a gentle tone: "Why do you trust their boss?"

Ji Yao tried hard to smell the smell of Fu Zhong's body. Fu Zhong just went to the ultra-clean cabin. His body was clean, and there was still a faint scent of chemical cleaners. It was filled with aromatic essential oils, which seemed to be the extraction of gardenia flowers. thing.

After smelling the fragrance of gardenia extract enough, Ji Yao turned his face around, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Because their boss is my uncle, and his name is Gu Qichuan. He has a son, who is my cousin, It's called Guzhou. We are a family."

Fu Zhong didn't expect that there was such a relationship. He didn't realize it for a while, and it took him a while to accept this fact, and silently figured out the context.

"Where's Guzhou? That's your cousin." Fu Zhong said, suddenly remembering that he entrusted the starling bird and goldfish to the second artillery, and he happened to meet the father of the second artillery that day, Genard Jun The president of the factory.

He only found out today that the Erpao who played games with them was actually the heir of China's largest arms company, and also Ji Yao's cousin.

The world is really small.

Ji Yao was silent for a while, then lowered his eyelashes and said, "Guzhou is the warden of Yancheng Prison. But you should know that he is dead."

Fu Zhong's hands trembled, something hit his heart directly, and an inexplicable emotion suddenly hit his heart.He opened his mouth, unable to speak for a while.Fu Zhong remembered the horrible photo, which recorded the last face of the deceased.

"Baby." Fu Zhong whispered in Ji Yao's ear, "Are you okay?"

Ji Yao nodded, responded with a muffled voice, then raised his head from Fu Zhong's neck, hooked his neck, but didn't look at him.Afraid that his emotions would break down again, Fu Zhong kissed his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes lightly, and held his face to tell him not to be afraid.

"It's okay, let's continue talking, it's all over." Ji Yao waved his hand, smiled faintly, slipped his hand from Fu Zhong's shoulder, circled around the buttons on his clothes, and undid a few.

Fu Zhong didn't stop the movement of his hands, and asked, "Why is it written 'Redtail Fish King' on the information?"

Ji Yao unbuttoned the two buttons on Fu Zhong's chest, and the clothes spread to both sides. He stretched out his long and beautiful fingers and wiped the skirt of the clothes until the entire skin on the chest was exposed: "Things are threads. Given by someone, the informant can write whatever he wants, it’s just a code name.”

Fu Zhong watched Ji Yao fiddling with clothes, Ji Yao's fingers were slightly cool, lingering on his warm skin, like a piece of ice falling on a hot summer day, Fu Zhong liked this feeling.

"Who is the informant?"

"Lin Yifeng." Ji Yao didn't hesitate, he told Fu Zhong everything he knew, he was willing to do this, because he loved Fu Zhong, just like what Shanhua said, you don't love because you believe, but because Love chooses to believe him.

Fu Zhong thought for a while and said, "The head of the equipment department? I know him. Is he Lin Cheng's father?"

"Yes, he is Lin Cheng's father. He was the one who took you into the equipment department, and I wrote a special letter to snatch you from him. You don't know how much effort and words I spent, In the end, you entered the executive department and talked back to me every day, causing trouble? Huh?"

Fu Zhong suddenly felt embarrassed, those were childish things he did when he was young and energetic, now he was turned out to flog the corpse, Fu Zhong felt ashamed.He rubbed the bridge of his nose and smiled, so that his eyes could see the shimmering glimmer of old things passing by in a flash.

"At that time, I was young and ignorant, and I had no worries in my heart. I didn't know how to face life and you. At that time, I did these things to get your attention, but now that I think about it, it's really naive."

Ji Yao blinked, and his eyelashes fluttered, as if a butterfly was about to fly, he scratched at Fu Xinxin.Ji Yao touched his firm chest muscles, rubbed them carefully, and said with a smile: "You have grown up, a lot, and sure enough, growth is only a matter of a moment."

They looked at each other and smiled, affection flowing like water.Ji Yao can see that Fu Zhong has changed from a young man with chaotic thinking to the calm, prudent, decisive and unrevealed one he is now, and he seems to be looking at his past.

Ji Yao also came from Fu Zhong's age, and they had similar experiences.Ji Yao has also been confused and confused, and has experienced a lot of life and death, so he can naturally forge the most iron-blooded wrist and the hardest heart.

But there is also softness in the hardness - Fu Zhong is the softest piece in his heart, clean and spotless.

After they kissed, Fu Zhong hugged him and kissed his neck, and they faced each other like this.Fu Zhong sucked hard and left a bright red mark on Ji Yao's neck, and asked: "Have you ever thought about what someone wants to do when someone kills our people with the bullets specially provided for you?"

Ji Yao lifted the clothes hanging from his shoulders, slid them down his arms, exposing half of his shoulders and chest, and said, "What else can you do? Of course you want to blame me. There are too many people who want me to die ,I am used to it."

Fu Zhong watched him take off the clothes on his body, half-naked, half-covered and half-covered, just like an ancient merchant girl who came out after a thousand calls, still holding a pipa and half-covering her face.He has a hazy beauty, when Fu Zhong looks at him, it's like a deep mountain separated by fog, and flowers hidden under the moon.

"Chief." Fu Zhong called him suddenly, and put his hand on Ji Yao's abdomen, his abdomen rose and fell, "Sometimes I can't understand you, you seem to be afraid of death, but you don't seem to be afraid of death."

Ji Yao's lower abdomen was sunken, forming a small nest. He knelt on Fu Zhong's crotch with his legs apart, took Fu Zhong's hand and pressed down, and replied lightly: "That depends on when. Now You are right next to me, so I am not afraid of death, because I think I will not die. After all, with you, I feel very stable, and a place with you is safe."

The computer on the desk suddenly lit up, and Fu Zhong glanced at it, saying that it seemed to be a document sent by the General Administration.Ji Yao ignored it, and after turning off all the power in the house, he hugged Fu Zhong and said, "Can I do it once today? Just do it very gently, and we don't think about anything else."

"Okay." Fu Zhong kissed his lips and twirled his tongue, "You're not fully recovered yet, so tell me later if it hurts, remember? Be sure to tell me, don't hold back."

"Yes." Ji Yao agreed lightly, nodded, and then untied Fu Zhong's belt.

They are entangled, like clouds meeting the vapor of the Pacific Ocean, lingering on the calm sea.They can form typhoons, create huge waves and storm surges, and crash into hard sea walls.The sea slapped on the continental shelf, causing tremors and echoes.