"Ah... I trust the commander, she will treat Indy-chan well!"
Portland comforted himself and looked at the time. Only half an hour had passed. He then fell back on the bed, wanting to fall asleep again. However, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
Portland had no choice but to sit up again and scratch his hair which was messed up by the rolling.
"No." Portland frowned and perked up, "I need to replenish my Indy energy."
Portland climbed out of bed, jumped onto the carpet barefoot, thiefily pulled the curtains, locked the door on the other side, turned off the lights, then trotted back to bed and turned on the bedside lamp next to him as the only light in the room.
light source.
"Indy-chan..." Portland half leaned against the head of the bed, pulled the quilt up to cover his chest, and then took out a large pile of books from the ship's space.
There are books of all sizes, magazine size, comic book size. A quick glance shows there are about 20 to 30 books of all sizes. Each book has a cover, and it is the kind of homemade oil paper cover that is waterproof and durable.
There was no word or pattern on the cover, but Portland seemed to know which book was which. She whispered to herself, "Hmm... let's read Indy in a Swimsuit first?"
She carefully pulled out a thin, magazine-sized book from a group of books with covers of the same color, opened the cover, and the first page was a picture of a tanned girl in a bikini.
The pictures are anime-style, but the author is clearly familiar with the characteristics of the characters, and the paintings are very vivid. You can tell which ship is in the painting at a glance. Portland exclaimed quietly, gently touching the smooth pages with his hands, which was a relief.
My longing for my sister (doll).
This... picture album? It's suitable for all ages, but at least there's no explicit content. The whole book is full of Indianapolis in various poses and wearing various swimsuits.
Portland admired the album in trance, then reached out to the pile of books next to him, touched one without even looking at it, and just pinched the thickness of the book to tell which book it was.
"Ah... it's this one, eh hehe... so embarrassing."
Having said that, but in fact, from the speed at which he flips through the book, you can't tell that he is still shy. All you can tell is that he is a veteran sister-con who is hopeless when reading his own sister's book.
Portland spent the entire first day revisiting these books and picture albums, or notebooks, which were either for all ages or restricted, and he couldn't help but express his feelings after reading them.
"Ah... Teacher Cai Tebo's painting skills are so amazing! I heard that she has been with her Indy-chan for a long time..."
Portland was silent for a while, then stroked the cover of the book and sighed.
"Oh... I'm so envious..."
That night, Portland slept well because she was surrounded by Indy (referring to Benzi). At this moment, she was extremely happy.
Unfortunately, this kind of happiness could no longer satisfy her on the second and third days.
"Wuwuwu... Why hasn't the Commander returned Indy to me... It's the fourth day... Portland can't hold on any longer..."
She was like a fish out of water, struggling on the bed, unable to even move. "The commander doesn't go out very often... I don't have a chance to ask her..."
Portland knew that this couldn't go on. Although she trusted her commander, her needs and trust were two different things. "It's not that I don't trust her. I just want to take a look at Indy-chan, just one look!"
Portland made up her mind and began to mobilize her magical brain, which only accounted for 2% of everything except Indy, to think hard about how to meet Indy.
"The other sisters must have been warned by the commander." Portland made the common gestures used by detectives in cartoons with her hands, supporting her cute, slightly voluptuous face.
“So if you ask them, they definitely won’t tell you!”
"Commander, there is no space for ship equipment, so Indy-chan must still be outside!"
"The commander hasn't been out much these days. She said she would treat Indy well, so Indy must be by the commander's side!"
What did Nagashima say at that time, New Machine?」
"Well... Indy-chan must be in the commander's room anyway!"
"So...if I just sneak into the commander's room, I can see Indy-chan, right?!"
Portland came to the conclusion and was very happy. She snapped her fingers, but no sound came out. However, she didn't care. She was just waiting for the commander to go to dinner so that she could find a way to get in.
She waited and waited, and every minute and every second without Indy was so hard to bear.
Finally, she heard the voices of the ship girls in the corridor. After a while, someone knocked on the door. Portland took a deep breath and opened the door.
Su Xin stood at the front, followed by the other ship girls. Su Xin raised her head slightly and looked at Portland, "Sister Portland, it's time to eat."
Portland glanced in Su Xin's arms and saw that Indy was not there! She must be in the room, so she used her brain, which had only 2% of its capacity, to think of an excuse.
"Ah..." Portland cried out in pain, but her tone made it seem like she was in no pain at all. "My stomach suddenly hurts... Commander, you guys go eat first, I'll be there soon."
Su Xin looked at Portland blankly for a while, and just before Portland almost couldn't hold it anymore, she nodded, "Do you want to bring food to your sister?"
“No, no, no, no thanks.” Portland waved his hands and said, “I’ll go by myself later. I’ll go by myself.”
Su Xin expressed her understanding and let her have a good rest. Then she went to have dinner with the ship girls who kept looking back at her with weird eyes.
Portland peeked in stealthily, making sure everyone was out of sight before returning to the room, picking up his phone and starting to search for tutorials on video sites.
“How to properly pick a lock…”
"Ah...how do you write pry?"
"Um...how to pick a lock properly."
I searched and found it. It's a whole series, with instant noodles, chewing gum, tin foil, sewing needles, more than ten episodes in total, and more than ten kinds of tools and methods to open locks.
"Wow... Big Boss." Portland glanced at the author of the video, Jiangnan Locksmith King, "Locksmith King... He must be very good. I should be able to learn it...?"
Portland looked at the video list and could only choose the one about sewing needle. He didn't have any other tools. When he clicked on it, he found that the tutorial was very short, only five minutes.
Portland held a cell phone in one hand and a sewing needle in the other, and stood in front of Su Xin's door like a thief. She looked left and right every few seconds, afraid that others would not see what she was doing.
The video starts playing.
"Today I'm going to show you how to pick a lock with a pin."
Portland nodded.
"First, we need a needle." The camera in the video showed the lock picker's hand, which was holding an ordinary sewing needle.
Portland also raised the needle in his hand.
"Then, put it in the keyhole."
Portland nodded, looked around and followed suit.
"Then, a little poke or two."
The hands in the video covered most of the camera, so it was impossible to see what was happening. Portland was confused and had to follow suit.
There was no explanation for the next few minutes of the video. The locksmith just kept poking, and Portland followed suit, applying force with his hands. As he learned, a sentence appeared in the video: "Ah, okay, look, the door is open."
Then the door was pushed open.
Portland: ???
She looked at her hands, then at her phone which had automatically gone black after playing, and began to doubt her life.
"Am I too stupid?"
So she looked through the comments section.
A man who aspires to be a thief: "If you still have a conscience, come see me at the police station."
Robbing the rich to help the poor: "Don't look at it, it's fake. My needle broke inside, and I paid for the lock:)"
When Portland saw this, his hands trembled and he used a little more force, resulting in the needle being deformed and stuck inside and unable to be taken out.
Portland was so panicked...she was about to be executed by a headlock, but she couldn't do that, so she had to go back to her room and think it over.
ps: Yesterday, a book friend asked me in the book review area if she could recommend my book in the book review section. I am honored but also very nervous... because I always feel that my writing is very average... I am afraid that I will disappoint the other readers' expectations if I recommend the book.
There was one person I didn't dare to agree to. I searched this time but couldn't find his ID. I thought he should be at the same level as me, so I agreed. But when I changed his account, I found out he was a big guy... I was still following his book... I was even more panicked (pulling hair)
I'm following the book by Fructose Master. It's good. The story of putting razor blades in sugar is very exciting. I think everyone has read it. It's almost finished. I will read both the HE and BE endings. If you haven't read it, I recommend you to read it (I think everyone has read it
Over
This is the first time I was recommended a book (they said py is not suitable, I took all the advantage QA Q... Thank you big guy), I don’t quite understand how to operate it, please forgive me, I will work hard to continue writing!
When the Evil Admiral is Reborn as a Shipgirl
Chapter 2 Thief Portland
The door lock is blocked.
Portland is now in a panic. Although the little commander has a big appetite, he eats very quickly, which she has seen before.
Su Xin would not play with her phone, read books or chat while eating. At most, she would glance at the public TV screen in the cafeteria. If she was interested, she would look at it for a while. If she was not interested, she would just continue to eat. She was very quiet.
Clever.
But maybe because there were no distractions, Su Xin ate very quickly. Usually, Portland would hug the baby and eat a bite, talk to himself for a while, eat another bite, touch the baby's arm, and then eat another bite.
, I looked up and saw that Su Xin was already making the second bowl.
The little commander took the same amount of time to finish two or three bowls of rice as Portland did to finish one bowl, but her eating manner was quite elegant, which made Miss Hood very satisfied and she praised her more than once.
"Calculate the time... I'll be back in ten minutes at most!"
Portland was so anxious that she paced back and forth in the room. She was not only facing the problem of not being able to enter the room, she had blocked the lock of Su Xin's door. Even if she didn't admit it later, she would definitely be discovered if the matter got out of hand.
of.
"What should I do? What should I do? What should I do..."
Portland paced back and forth in the room. The carpet slowed down the constant footsteps to almost insignificant. This gave Portland a good environment for thinking and gave her the opportunity to come up with a foolproof plan.
The wind outside was whistling, causing the windows to tremble slightly and make a slight knocking sound, and Portland had an idea.
"Let's just go all the way!"
"We'll be discovered sooner or later anyway, so why not go in and meet Indy-chan first?"
"I can't get through the door, but there are windows!"
Portland thought this was a good idea. She would apologize to the Commander after they met. After all, she just missed her sister. How could the Commander blame someone who valued family affection so much?
Portland felt safe. She pulled open the curtains and pulled the window. With a slight "swish" sound, the window was easily opened. Facing the cold wind, Portland felt that she was halfway successful.
She stepped carefully onto the windowsill, then put her hands on the window slide and hung on the wall outside.
The squeezing feeling in her chest was mixed with a little pain, and the oppression affected her breathing a little. Portland endured the discomfort and tried to move towards Su Xin's room, but when she tilted her head, she found that there was no support point on the flat wall, only
There was a tiny platform for the fingers to rest on, at the window of another room some distance away.
"Ah... I haven't investigated, why is it like this outside!"
Portland is now hanging on the wall, swaying in the cold wind. Not only does it have to face the cold air, but it also has to endure the feeling of chest tightness and shortness of breath. It is inexplicably hard.
In broad daylight, her movements, which were like those in a TV drama, were really conspicuous. Fortunately, she didn't run into anyone, otherwise she would have been pulled down on the spot and sent to the temporary gendarmerie.
Portland was also annoyed. What was going on? Why was it so difficult for him to see his sister? Giving up halfway? That was impossible! My feelings for my sister would not allow me to give up halfway!
Portland became ruthless and used the power of the ship girl. The flat shoes that were originally part of the ship outfit were instantly imbued with the power of the ship outfit. Portland hooked her legs back slightly, and then lightly kicked the concrete wall in front of her.
"Boom..."
With a dull sound and a slight vibration, Portland kicked the wall, leaving cracks and dents. The cement board broke into small pieces and fell down, exposing the red bricks. Portland stood on tiptoe and barely supported himself on the half-finger-wide gap.
On cement fault.
Portland then took off the pointed hair ornament on the side of his head, held it backwards and stabbed the wall. The hair ornament went straight through the wall, leaving a handle outside. With a solid and reliable (?) support, Portland was finally able to slightly move his upper body back.
Look up and breathe well.
Portland moved to the side like Spider-Man, step by step, drawing his sword with each step, passing two windows and stopping under the third window.
She took a breath and looked around. There was still not many people around. The red brick wall on the wall was very conspicuous. She had to make a quick decision and just pay some money later.
Portland stood firmly on his feet, then used his forearms to prop up the half-palm-wide platform of the window, pulled his body upwards, and stretched out his free hand towards the transparent glass window in front of him, which was full of temptation and hope.
A smile of relief.
"Success! I'm about to meet Indy-chan!"
I tried to pull the window open a little, but it didn't move.
Portland's smile froze. "No... no way?"
He tried harder, but the window was still stuck tightly, not moving at all.
"Why did the Commander lock the windows?!"
Portlanders are going crazy.
"Do I have to take down the windows?"
“Isn’t breaking into a window considered robbery?”
