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In the end, Shen Fan didn't choose to break down the door secretly. He called his family over to discuss it and told them to talk to Lin Jue on the phone and go to that room to get something.

The old man at home was a little hesitant, but he still chose to believe Shen Fan and called the locksmith to come over and open the door.

After the door opened, Shen Fan asked Aunt Tian to follow him in. He didn't want to be secretive. This was good for everyone.

The inside is still exactly the same as when he "left", no, it should be a little tidier. Everything on the table is put in its place, that is, it is organized. The chair was still open, as if someone had been sitting here not long ago.

Time seems to be frozen in this room.

Shen Fan opened one of the drawers without touching anything else, found a small gray box, and took out the optical brain inside.

Then, he touched the notebook on the table and saw his name in the lower right corner of the first page.

"Aunt Tian, ​​does Linjue come here often?"

"Master Linjue comes here to sit here every time he comes back. We haven't been to this room for a long time." Aunt Tian was moved by the scene. She touched the photo frame on the table, which contained a single photo of Shen Fan.

"If you want this photo frame, just take it," Shen Fan said before he realized that he could no longer "make the decision" here, and added, "Lin Jue said it."

"No, we all have them. We are just afraid that Master Linjue will be sad, so we have put them away."

Shen Fan said nothing after hearing this, his eyes were red.

Family will always be family, and they are people you will always miss.

……

Shen Fan took the spare optical brain and returned to Lin Jue's room, successfully improving his bright eyes to another level.

From children's watches to Blue Star mobile phones, and finally "advancing" to optical brains, Mingmou has finally come to an end. She seemed to be very happy, becoming more and more lively, and even took the initiative to ask for help, and her tone of voice was rising.

[Master, do you need to test my new function? 】

Shen Fan looked at it, and the face of Sister Yu with an attentive smile popped up in his mind. It seemed that she was not as "pleasant" as before.

Sure enough, after the "hobbies" changed, the aesthetics also changed.

However, Shen Fan didn't mean to like the new and dislike the old. Mingmou had grown so big that it was difficult for her to change gender.

[Call...Peng Long first. 】

Shen Fan weighed the situation between Peng Long and He Jian just now, but chose to ask about Lin Jue's current situation first. He didn't know Bian Sheng well and couldn't say many things. Moreover, half a day had passed since the phone call just now, and there was still no news from Lin Jue.

Shen Fan couldn't sit still, and his originally calm attitude became more and more agitated because of Bian Sheng's "not good" words.

Not long after the call came through, Peng Long on the other end answered.

He seemed to be very busy and didn't know it was Shen Fan calling. He didn't react until Shen Fan's face popped up for a while.

After saying "wait a minute", the screen went black.

Shen Fan knew whether he had set the screen to be invisible or whether he could still hear the sound. Peng Long was explaining things to the medical staff around him, and then there was a burst of rapid footsteps.

The footsteps gradually became empty and finally stopped.

When Peng Long's face appeared on the screen again, he had taken off his mask, and the background was a white wall.

He should have found a secluded and safe corner to talk.

"Why did you call?" Peng Long's expression was not very good. He had been running around all day without rest, and his voice was a little tired. "Didn't I tell you to take a good rest?"

"Call me a message without affecting my rest," Shen Fan joked with him, and then asked directly, "I can't contact Lin Jue, please give me an answer, what happened to him?"

Peng Long pinched the mark left by the mask on the bridge of his nose, not daring to tell the truth.

"There shouldn't be any big problem with him. He just hasn't been feeling well these past two days."

"What do you mean should? Can you not speak like a mother-in-law?" Shen Fan became impatient, "Is he locked up by those three old men?"

Peng Long sighed, knowing that he could no longer hide it.

"There is no more San Old Man, Bian Zhengyuan is gone..."

Shen Fan was originally filled with righteous indignation, but now he has calmed down.

"Wang Jia did it?"

"Well," Peng Long continued to explain, "Lin Jue was imprisoned, but not by them but by me. He is going to advance again."

"S, 4?!" Shen Fan almost bit the tip of his tongue, "How is it possible, so fast?"

"That's right, how could it be so fast? I feel like this kid has taken some magical elixir? He can't ride a rocket faster than him. He's faster than you..." Peng Long was a little excited and a little incoherent.

"Wait a minute," Shen Fan paced in place and replied first, "I'm not happy."

Peng Long almost laughed because Shen Fan had to correct this "language problem" at this time.

Is this the focus that should be paid attention to? The focus is what kind of bad luck did Shen Fan have to choose such a genius.

He is simply a tailor-made "heir", the chosen one.

After Shen Fan walked around twice, he stood still, looked at Peng Long, and said firmly.

"Send someone here to get me!!"

"Stop causing trouble," Peng Long knew the consequences of telling Shen Fan. "You don't have any pheromones now, so what's the use of coming here."

"I don't have any pheromones. Didn't I help Linjue get through the susceptible period?" Shen Fan retorted, "I rely on my charisma. And I am the only one in the entire league who has experienced S4 advancement. I know that kind of I feel like, Peng Long, if someone comes to pick me up, if I don’t stay with him at this time, I will regret it for the rest of my life.”

Shen Fan lowered his expression and just stared at Peng Long. His eyes were very beautiful no matter before or now.

Through these eyes, Peng Long seemed to be able to see that powerful and beautiful soul.

"That's all, you can do whatever you want."

Peng Long has always been the one to raise the white flag first. He has never been able to do anything against his old friend. I hope he can still create a miracle this time.

"I'll help you arrange a car, but in what capacity are you coming? The army department has to fill out a form, and ordinary relatives are not allowed to enter." Peng Long reminded him of a very real problem.

Shen Fan is no longer the Shen Fan he once was, and not everyone can enter the military department. They have to go through registration.

"Just fill in..." Shen Fan's eyes wandered for a moment, "Fiancée."

After hearing this, Peng Long looked like he wanted to laugh but was afraid to laugh, and joked like he was having fun, "Well, it's good. You will finally marry yourself in your lifetime, and I can eat at the bride's table in the future."

"Go away," Shen Fan folded his arms and blushed, "hurry up and make arrangements for you."

"Got it."

Peng Long hung up the phone and took some time out of his busy schedule to arrange for someone to be picked up.

It’s true that the iron tree has blossomed and I understand what love is.

But why would one or two of them only bother him...

……