About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

In the end, Lappland just spoke softly, whispering in a surprisingly soft tone.

"Thank you for your understanding. In that case, let's—ah wow wow wow…"

"?"

Orson, who had been so serious and intimidated himself before, looked at the surveillance video and suddenly turned back into his usual easy-to-bully fool self.

Lapland followed Orson's gaze and saw a girl from the Filin tribe whom he had previously learned about from intelligence on the surveillance screen - another young senior police inspector of the Longmen Guard Bureau, Shi Huaiya.

"Someone just reported hearing sounds of fighting and crossbow attacks. Hmph, I knew it! This time, it's probably just a diversionary tactic by those Sicilian bastards!"

In the picture, Shi Huaiya was standing with her hands on her hips, admiring her own decision, while directing several Guards officers to approach the room where the two were.

"Why is Officer Shi here?! We need to find a place to hide...!"

Orson looked around frantically, trying to find a place to escape.

"Wouldn't it be better to just be arrested and taken to the police station?"

Because of this little episode, Lappland regained her pace. She showed her jagged fangs again and asked Orson with a wicked smile.

"Of course it's not good! There are always weird guys in the police station, and those police officers seem to be a little prejudiced against me. Every time I get arrested, several muscular men will surround me and take turns poking me with their hard, thick, black batons!"

Orson responded with a look of horror, while Lappland's ears twitched as he listened, appearing extremely interested.

"Woo wa wa wa, I'll be right there... At least we have to get out of here first!"

"Wait a minute..."

Lappland wanted to say something, but Orson reached out and grabbed Lappland's hand in a panic, pulling her away and running away in the alley, which interrupted Lappland's words.

The escape plan did not go smoothly. As soon as Orson pulled Lappland out of the alley, he sensed several drones approaching.

"We have to find a place to hide... and we've decided it's here!"

"This kind of place—ugh!"

With no escape possible, Orson looked around and finally, with a desperate move, dragged Lappland directly into an abandoned locker next to the alley.

"It hurts... Are you okay, Lappland?"

In the locker that was more crowded than expected, Orson took out his cell phone as a light source.

"Ahh, it couldn't be better."

Lappland responded flatly.

At this moment, the two of them were squeezed in the cabinet in an extremely delicate posture. At first glance, it looked like Lappland had knocked Orson to the ground.

"...Why do you want to save me?"

In that crowded and dimly lit world where only the two of them existed, Lappland asked this question after a moment's silence.

"Well, there are many reasons. For example, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Lappland, you seem to have some conflicts with the Sicilian Gang, so we must definitely try to win you over. For another example, you haven't killed innocent people yet, so I choose to trust your heart. And most importantly, I hear the melody in your heart, a melody of immense loneliness and despair, but... Lappland?"

“…Hmm.”

Orson noticed that Lappland didn't listen to his explanation at all. She just stared at him straight, and at the same time, there was a clear swallowing sound in the darkness.

——…What’s going on?

Lappland stared at Orson, or more precisely, at the blood flowing from the wound on Orson's cheek.

For some reason, the bruised and battered body became extremely hot and restless, and Lappland felt as if she was being teased by countless feathers.

Not only that, she could clearly feel that her brain was being occupied by some kind of excited delusion, and even her ketone bodies had undergone corresponding changes.

He kept swallowing his saliva, his breathing became more rapid and hot, his body was extremely restless, and the uncontrollable desire kept hitting his brain.

"Lapland?"

Orson's confused and concerned voice also became extremely pleasant to Lappland's ears, but what followed was the primitive impulse to completely destroy this "beauty".

She pressed her hands against his neck, tore his throat with her teeth, sucked every drop of blood from his body, ignored his pleas, ignored his resistance—

Lappland wanted to devour the individual named Orson completely, but she also knew that the young man in front of her would not hurt her even if he did so, so she could go as far as she wanted.

Enjoy...

"Crack!!"

At the last moment when his rationality was deprived, Lappland bit his tongue with all his strength. The stinging pain and the sticky rust made Lappland regain his composure.

There is no one who doesn't want to hurt himself. Along the way, everyone wants to disappear from the world.

Because of this, he could not hurt this young boy, the young Rupert who had chosen to help, believe in, and care about him from the beginning to the end (Lappland's perspective).

Boom!

Lappland pushed open the door of the locker, and the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft that had been hovering around the two of them had left the area.

"Are you all right, Lappland? I noticed you just—"

"Stand there first and don't move."

"...?"

Orson was still a little worried, but Lappland stretched out her hand to signal Orson not to come any closer.

——What on earth was wrong with me just now? That state was really weird.

Lapland looked at Orson tentatively. At this time, Orson had already used the OK bandage he carried with him to stick the wound on his cheek.

"..."

"What's wrong, Lappland?"

Orson was a little curious. Lappland had just told him not to get close, but now the other party kept looking at him like a dog looking at a bone.

"You're back to being silly again."

"Hello!?"

The strange throbbing disappeared, Lappland smiled evilly again, and Orson waved his hand in protest.

"So, the gang's plan to target your lover has failed. As the guardian angel behind the scenes, what do you think, Little Dog?"

The incident came to an end, and Lapland questioned Orson at the border of the slums.

"Don't make fun of me. But you, Lappland, please stop—"

"—Seeking death again, seriously? I'm almost tired of hearing that. I promise you, I won't do anything like that again until you leave Longmen."

Lappland sighed impatiently, while Orson nodded happily.

After the two exchanged contact information, Orson helped Lappland deal with some minor skin injuries and then left the slums first.

—A wonderful fool.

Lappland looked at Orson's departing back with a smile on her face, but this time the smile was neither exaggerated nor harsh. It was simply an expression brought out by the happiness in her heart.

After Orson completely disappeared from sight, Lappland put away his smile and instead revealed a cold, yet murderous expression.

Although she promised Orson that she would not take any extreme actions like seeking death again, there was one thing she still had to deal with personally.

The reason why Lappland killed the messenger was that these people organized and carried out the assassination against Texas. As Lapland had close ties with Texas, he was also prepared to kill those involved in the attack.

When killing the messenger before, Lappland accidentally intercepted a message:

Texas got help from a man. The relationship between the two seemed to be very unusual. Texas escaped with the help of the man.

[The Knight Who Saved the Lone Wolf Princess], Lappland plans to meet this hero and, by the way, talk about some not-so-pleasant topics.

Soon, through the intelligence network, Lapland obtained specific information about the man.

He is short and inconspicuous, and uses strange black Originium techniques.

"……Um?"

Looking at this information, Lappland rubbed his ears.

31. Texas & Angel: "Don't run away!"

"Osen Osen!"

"What's wrong, Exia?"

In the Penguin Logistics office, Orson was packing his clothes and preparing to leave the room, but was suddenly grabbed by the arm by the Archangel who came out from the side.

"What do you mean by 'what's wrong'?... This is so weird! You've clearly joined our Penguin Logistics, but why do you have to go out with the Fengchi Logistics sign every now and then?"

Exia pointed at Orson's chest, at the ID card he and Chen had applied for together, and complained softly with a pout.

"Ahahaha... didn't I tell you before? This is just a disguise."

Orson smiled in response. After all, he had no intention of hiding anything from the people in Penguin Logistics. After completing the identity procedures with Chen, Orson returned to the Penguin Logistics office (currently Orson's temporary residence) and directly told several other members about his fake identity in Fengchi Logistics, and at the very least, he said that he was helping Chen with some tasks related to the Guard Bureau.

Sora and Croissant certainly had no objection to this, but Exia and Texas's reactions were somewhat interesting.

After hearing that Orson was listed as a company under "Fengchi Logistics", Angelica immediately expressed her resignation, and started to spout out famous quotes such as "It was obviously me first", "So you were just playing with us", "She's just a police officer at Longmen, watch me push her out".

Texas didn't say anything directly. The usually taciturn Luper girl just carefully packed the suitcase for Orson, handed it to him and signaled Orson to get out with her eyes.

After being tormented by the two for a long time, Orson could only explain seriously again that his act of helping Chen Lai find the traitor was only a rare case. After all, if he really went to the police station every day, any sane traitor would be able to notice something was wrong.

Otherwise, some departments within the Security Bureau have switched to Yiwu e-commerce.

Although the two reluctantly accepted Orson's "part-time identity" temporarily, it was obvious that Angel was still a little unhappy today.

"We'll talk about disguises later, anyway, let's just do our part-time job at the Imperial Guard today!"

Exia reached out and pulled the fake ID card off Orson's chest, and threw it on the table beside him.

"Huh? But today I—"

"Alright, alright. Anyway, finding a mole isn't something you'll see progress in a day or two, right? The twelfth time I bombed the school, it took the school leaders two full classes to figure out I was the culprit~"

"You've fulfilled your childhood dreams way too many times, Angel! And it's even more surprising that the school even had to review two classes in this situation!"

Orson complained, but Archangel still laughed and pushed Orson away from the ID card with both hands.

"Anyway, it's a rare day since the boss doesn't have any work assigned to him today. Come with me for a walk. Just consider it as a token of gratitude for your help to us during this period, Orsen."

"I feel like I haven't done anything lately... I feel a bit embarrassed to be living here all the time."

It has been more than half a month since I came to Longmen. Orson's original plan was to move into the property purchased by Miss Black Snake before, but it turned out to be demolished and converted into a shopping mall 20 years ago.

After all sorts of messy events, Orson temporarily lived in the Penguin Logistics office.

Although it is nominally an "office", this room is more like a luxury hotel room with office and reception capabilities.

Because he always felt bad about living in someone else's office for no reason, Orson took the initiative to take on Penguin Logistics' daily housekeeping and cleaning, meals, data organization, progress tracking, financial statistics, temporary task dispatch, employee protection and other duties.

"Don't say that about yourself, Orson. I'm the one who should be embarrassed. Hahahaha... Well, I always feel like I did go a little too far."

Exia smiled and tried to comfort Orson, while at the same time he glanced at the special combat uniform hanging on the balcony to dry, which he had given to Orson a few days ago and asked him to help wash and iron.

Exia also rubbed her hair. She used to occasionally help buy breakfast for Texas and the others during the day, but when it was her turn to clean, she complained while working.

Since Orson became a permanent resident of Penguin Logistics, Angel basically comes from home during the day to have breakfast, then symbolically slacks off and watches Orson process data reports, has lunch, and then goes on missions, looking forward to what to eat for dinner on the way.

When it comes to washing clothes and cleaning, you basically don't have to say anything. Just put the dirty clothes/cleaning tools next to Orson, and after a while he will help you do it while persuading you "You have to do these things yourself in the future, Angel", and then he will help you do it.

——I feel like if this goes on...I'll become a waste?

The Archangel thought about this question with a serious expression.

"By the way, I'm going to make mousse cake according to your Rutland taste for lunch today. Angel, what flavor do you like?"

"apple!"

——Forget it, being a waste is also good, I am just rotten.jpg!

It took less than 5 seconds for Exiah to realize that she was gradually being tamed by Orson and accept this fact.

"No, we're not talking about apple mousse right now! Anyway, since you're free today, Orson, why don't you go out with me? Let me think... Um, uh... Right, right! There's a Miss Sakta audition in District 5 today!"

Archangel resisted the temptation of apple cake and brought the topic back to the beginning: to trick Orson out.

Exia's idea was simple: Texas wasn't home today, the Emperor was going to the bar and drinking himself into oblivion, Breadman was meeting his messenger friend, and Sora was dragged off to film the Happy Planet music video. Opportunities like this to be alone with Orson weren't common, so she had to seize them!

"Miss Sakta's competition...are all the participants Sakta girls like you, the Angel of Exorcism?"

When Orson heard this word, he was stunned for a moment, and the image of Kaname Madoka, Auriel, Angewomon, Unit-01 that caused the Third Impact, Radiance and other girls standing on the catwalk emerged in his mind.

"Of course, it's quite common in Lateran to see many Sakotas gathering together to see who has the coolest and brightest halo on their head."