Aircraft, detention room

Ivy nervously looked around the spacecraft for its own use.

"There's no wiretapping," Lorraine said. "It's just you and me."

Ivy insisted: "I didn't do anything excessive..."

"You thought about it," Lorraine said, "Don't hide, look at me."

His hand moved up, away from the blood vessels on her neck, and the burning scent slipped away quietly between his fingers. Lorraine wanted to tighten his hand, but his fingertips loosened after touching her warm skin, and his trembling thumb stroked the edge of her chin.

Ivy felt like he was going to eat her.

Literally means to eat, to feed, to devour.

Just like the black windbreaker she was wearing now, with heavy silver shoulder straps symbolizing honor, this piece of clothing, which might have bulletproof and laser-proof functions, was so heavy that it was going to crush her into a thin pancake bit by bit and swallow her up - the feeling of being hugged tightly by Lorraine was so real that it was unbelievable, even though Ivy had never been hugged by him in such an intimate manner. Although he had asked to enter from behind on her knees, she was so sensitive at this angle that she couldn't help but arch her genitals as soon as she could fit a head. Perhaps because she didn't really enjoy it, Lorraine patted her piriformis twice, without forcing her.

The heavy windbreaker was tightly attached to her back, covering her handcuffs and leg irons. This cold metal restraint could not be removed for the time being, but it made the person touching her feel more present.

Ivy said, "Have you ever learned that Chinese proverb? 'A gentleman is judged by his deeds, not his heart.' I... just had a thought that every woman in the world would have."

She realized that Lorraine was forcing her to say those words, both in the small aircraft and here - because she said "I didn't have any sexual thoughts when I saw you"...

Does he have such a strong self-esteem?

"A gentleman should also practice what he preaches," Lorraine said. "Obviously, you didn't do that and even spoke ill of me."

Ivy: "...It's you who's saying bad things to me, right?"

Lorraine moved closer to her, and Ivy could see his eyes clearly from this distance. His pupils were a pure, transparent black color like spinel, and the closer they were, the more she could feel that his pupils were full of the luster of brilliant gemstone slices. She couldn't help but take a breath, wondering if she had used the description "gem-like eyes" when she wrote the mate selection form.

"You're actually excited about something like this," Lorraine said. "Control yourself. There's no change of clothes here."

Ivy asked, "Is this some new type of punishment?"

Lorraine said: "I'm not going to be so soft on a suspect."

"You actually call this kind of thing tenderness!" Ivy was incredulous, "How exciting is your life normally..."

Lorraine rarely refuted: "I thought we were quite compatible."

Ivy pretended not to hear and accused: "You flirt like you're in class--"

"Teaching class is like flirting?" Lorraine was not surprised, "Your habit is indeed different from ordinary people."

Ivy said, "I—"

Before he finished speaking, Xin Lan's elegant baritone voice rang out from the speakers in the car.

"Is it over? I hope I didn't disturb your harmonious conversation."

Lorraine quickly withdrew his hand and gathered the windbreaker draped over Ivy, covering her from the neck down. After doing all this, he stood up, put on gloves, and opened the cabin door with an expressionless face.

Xin Lan's hair was like bright sunshine, illuminating this small space.

She didn't know if it was because of the dim environment or because of the upgrade of the crystal in his newly implanted chip, but Ivy felt that his sea blue eyes were clearer and more beautiful, as if floating with infinite gentle waves.

"Good evening, Ivy," Xin Lan was still in the mood to greet Ivy and smiled, "Just be patient for now, this is the rule. You know, someone like Lorraine wouldn't openly violate the rules - I guess he only has one posture in bed, right?"

"Xin Lan," Lorraine rebuked him, "You are not allowed to say such things in front of women."

"Got it," Xin Lan smiled. His smile had the power to infect people. He said elegantly, "The list of people who participated in this internal interrogation has been released. Unfortunately, I have to inform you that your mortal enemy, Lieutenant General Tsiri, is among them. Beiman once served in the army under his command."

Ivy asked: "Why are they mortal enemies?"

"Oh," Xin Lan explained, "I need to think about how to explain it to you. Just like the idols in the entertainment industry today, idols of similar age and in similar fields will often compete for advertising or other resources from the same brand at the same time... This is what the ancients called 'rivals.'"

Ivy suddenly realized: "Oh."

Obviously, this arch-enemy and "rival", Lieutenant General Tsiri, once lost to Lorraine.

The other party will immediately intervene in the case and investigate her as a "suspected suspect."

Ivy was worried: "I wonder if he will be angry with me because of this..."

Xin Lan sympathized: "It's very likely."

Ivy: “…”

Lorraine turned around and raised her hand: "Where's the stuff?"

Xin Lan smiled and handed the transparent sealed bag to Lorraine, which contained Ivy's cell phone, the gun she carried with her, a hair band, tissues, and a bag for isolating human babies...

These were the things the police had taken from her.

Lorraine looked at the transparent sealed bag.

"I can't give it to you for now," Xin Lan said, "but you can rest assured that I will return it to you as soon as you are free."

Ivy said, "But I have an interview with the expedition team tomorrow night—"

Lorraine said: "You will not be detained for more than twenty-four hours."

Ivy sighed deeply: "I hope so."

Xin Lan whispered to Lorraine: "Regarding the androids hiding in the first area, I have made a new discovery here. It is a person who is responsible for cleaning and repairing--"

Lorraine glanced at Ivy and interrupted Alan: "Let's talk outside."

When he reached the cabin door, he turned around and said to Ivy, "Thank you for remembering my name this time. I feel extremely honored."

Ivy was horrified by this lukewarm tone. She was terrified and said hesitantly, "If you want to mock me, you don't have to be so tactful. I have a pretty good psychological tolerance..."

Lorraine strode away.

Ivy spent a boring half hour in silence. During this half hour, no one came in. She could only observe this special small space in boredom. It could accommodate people under 2.1 meters tall to stand upright, but it was not tall enough to allow people to move.

Feeling the slight tremor of the aircraft touching the ground, Lorraine walked back into the cabin and brought her a cheese and beef baguette sandwich, a box of beef with burnt edges and sprinkled with black pepper, a bag of milk, and a box of green grapes.

This doesn't seem like the dining treatment a criminal suspect deserves.

"You have 20 minutes to eat," Lorraine squeezed the juice of half a fresh lemon and dripped it evenly on the beef, and told her, "I will teach you how to deal with the interrogation skills."

Ivy was shocked: "Do I have to eat and study at the same time? Did you use memory bread to make my sandwich?"

"Doraemon is something only elementary school students watch," Lorraine said. "Don't have unrealistic fantasies. I know you have a good brain, even if it's a little dull."

Ivy asked, "Do you have to criticize along with your compliments? Do you have any targets you have to meet?"

"There are nineteen minutes left," Lorraine checked the time. "If you are sure you want to waste your meal time on this, I don't mind putting a feeding tube in your mouth so that you don't starve to death in the interrogation room."

Ivy: “…”

"Don't worry about your parents," said Lorraine. "I'll cover up your clumsy lie for you."

It took Ivy a long time to realize that the "Mom and Dad" he was referring to were her parents.

Thank God, she didn't want to worry the two old people anymore.

She said gratefully, "Thank you."

With her hands encumbered by the cuffs, Ivy now had difficulty picking up the fork; she suddenly thought that giving her a spoon now might be Lorraine's most "abuse of power for personal gain", because otherwise, according to the rules, even if she had food, she would have to eat it with her hands.

She felt that was unhygienic.

"If you really want to thank me, you can do it in a different way," Lorraine said, unwrapping the straw from the milk, opening the package, and placing it next to her hand. "Like that time in the Dark District."

Ivy was eating roast beef quickly.

Lorraine looked at her: "What's your expression?"

"Oh," Ivy said sincerely, "I just didn't expect there would be such a good thing."

Lorraine was stunned for a moment and said coldly: "I'm not flirting with you - OK, now I will teach you how to control your facial expressions, especially your big eyes. Don't move them, look directly at Ci Li..."

When Ivy couldn't hold back the hiccups, Lorraine's simple "anti-interrogation training" finally came to an end. Xin Lan knocked on the door and called his name. Lorraine got up and left, taking away the garbage she had created before leaving.

Gentleman Xin Lan sat elegantly in front of Ivy. Before the car drove into the military interrogation room, he was responsible for protecting Ivy from being kidnapped by some unexpected people.

After a while, he brought another "suspect".

Song Xu.

This warm-hearted sweet little squirrel, upon learning that Ivy had been handed over to the military for internal processing, immediately clamored that he knew all the inside stories. He was Ivy's childhood sweetheart and ex-boyfriend, and no one knew Ivy better than him.

So he was smoothly put in handcuffs and brought in.

Song Xu was obviously very satisfied with the result. He looked at the broken handcuffs on Ivy's hands and turned to Xin Lan to question, "Why are my handcuffs different from hers? Why are hers so broken? Are you discriminating against me?"

Xin Lan sighed: "Don't be so sensitive. If discrimination within the army is so serious, Lorraine wouldn't--"

The eyes as blue as the sea suddenly paused for a moment. He didn't finish his words and turned to look at Ivy: "It is indeed more difficult to fall in love with such a sensitive teenager than with a mature and stable man."

Song Xu said righteously: "Don't disturb the pure feelings between us."

Ivy stared blankly at the roof of the car, in a daze, carefully recalling the lying skills that Lorraine taught her.

Xin Lan did not continue arguing with Song Xu. His intelligent hub received the order from Lorraine.

He could not go against his master's wishes.

So he slowly stood up and walked towards the area where Lorraine was.

In this car, the space belonging to the chief is much more spacious. The blue screens around it display real-time monitoring of various areas. Lorraine frowned as he held a copy of the analysis results that had just been transmitted to him.

——Ivy successfully prevented a space transformation implemented by artificial intelligence in the wasteland last time.

The investigation team that went there found many human corpses underground, young and old, male and female, basically all of them were refugees who had traveled from Area 23 and died at the hands of acid rain and artificial intelligence.

Out of humanitarian reasons, some organizations called for their remains to be brought back for DNA testing and database comparison to help them find their surviving family members and homeland. The action was named "Return of the Leaves to Their Roots."

Now, an abnormal data has appeared in the "Return to Roots" operation.

DNA testing of one of the bodies, that of a five-year-old girl, matched that of his wife, Ivy - like identical twins.

As far as he knew, Ivy didn't have any brothers or sisters.

…

In the prison room, after watching Xin Lan leave, Song Xu quickly told Ivy: "I'm here to rescue you."

Ivy: “Huh?”

"I heard that Ci Li likes to torture people into confessing. He will definitely torture you," Song Xu said, "I can't watch you suffer this..."

Ivy said, “It seems like it does.”

"Isn't your husband also in the army?" Song Xu gritted his teeth, "I'll save you and you can go to him and let him protect you. Don't worry, I won't keep your affair with Luo Lin to myself. I've also talked to my brother about this. He knows the importance of things and will definitely not say anything nonsense... Alas, he's a bit bad-mouthed, smelly, and unpleasant at ordinary times... But he's still pretty good at critical moments."

Ivy: "...Wait, I have something important to do—"

"Listen to me," Song Xu said, "Now things are more important. I temporarily implanted a small smart screen on the back of my hand. You can use it to search for how to open the corresponding model of electronic handcuffs. I remember Xiao Huang, and the book shared a tutorial... I didn't expect that it actually handcuffed my hands."

Ivy said, "Don't be like that. Didn't I tell you that Lorraine is actually my husband?"

"Oh my God, you're so scared that you're talking nonsense," Song Xu felt extremely distressed. He handed the back of his hand to her and shook it. The micro sensor hidden under the skin was vibrated and immediately rose and extended rapidly, revealing a 5X5cm thin screen on his arm.

As he was speaking, his hand shook, and the screen recognized the "shake" and immediately jumped to a shopping platform.

Without waiting for Ivy to react, Song Xu activated the voiceprint recognition and whispered a quick command.

"Risi," he said, "open the little yellow book for me and search 'how to open electronic handcuffs.'"

Ivy: “…”

Risi's voice echoed faintly in the prison room: "Okay, I've opened the yellow book for you, and have searched for 'How to open electronic handcuffs' for you. I've retrieved 250 related knowledge sharings. Now I'll report the first one for you: 'Brothers, who knows? The metal electronic handcuffs here are cold and super manly - Evaluation of metal electronic handcuffs in prisons in District 1' -"

Under Song Xu's eager eyes, his hand unfortunately shook again.

"Shake to identify successfully."

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Song Xu shouted, "Risi, sign up for membership now!"

Risi happily deducted the money.

"Your membership has been activated."

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Song Xu cursed: "I**I**I**!!!"

Amidst a series of insults, the cold door of the prison cell slowly opened. Ivy looked up and saw a head of arrogant and brilliant red curly hair.

The gold and black military uniforms clearly highlight the opponent's strong chest muscles, just like those exaggeratedly handsome men simulated by AI.

This man who looked like a pretty vase but had an extremely muscular body looked down at Ivy lazily and smiled: "A little thing like you is 100% compatible with him?"

He snapped his fingers and laughed happily: "Take both of them away, send the woman to the electric shock first--"

"Ziri."

A voice that was neither loud nor soft was heard, and Lorraine, dressed in a black military uniform, walked slowly towards them.

He said: "I do not tolerate any lynching in my army. This is my only suggestion for your trial."

Ci Li let out a "tsk" sound and just as he turned around, he met Lorraine's lifeless black spinel eyes.

Ci Li said, "What if I must use it?"

"I'm sorry," Lorraine said calmly, "I have no choice but to resort to violence to solve this problem."