The major general's trumpet is my white moonlight [Interstellar]

Recognizing the chip in the crystal card, the appearance is completely modeled after the artificial intelligence housekeeper made by Karu and said mechanically: "Master Duan Jing, welcome home."

Duan Jing kicked open the door of the living room, carried Ye Lan in, and was about to put it down, when she found Ye Lan hanging on her body like a sloth, and she couldn't get it off no matter how she picked it up.

The cedar-flavored pheromone unknowingly spread in the air, stimulating the sentinel's keen sense of smell.

"Do you still want me to continue hugging you?" As soon as Duan Jing finished speaking, Ye Lan suddenly let go of the hand that had been holding his clothes, and her blurred eyes became clearer.

Um?Sober up so fast?

Duan Jing was a little surprised, but found that Ye Lan's eyes passed behind him and fixed on something.

What is this doing?

With a "bang", the sound of glass cracking was clearly discernible, and the decorative vases shattered one after another. very beautiful.

Duan Jing's heart sank heavily, and she turned her head to see Kalu excitedly jumping on the sofa, using the hanging glass bottle decoration as a springboard, tearing and scratching.

Oops, when did this guy run out?

Duan Jing frowned, and ordered in a low voice: "Karoo, come back!"

Just as Karu, who heard the master's order, was about to stop, he sensed Ye Lan's brainwaves again, turned his head and jumped towards the window, his little claws swept across the glass shelf, and a row of mech models were swept to the ground.

Duan Jing's body froze.The mecha models in that row were temporarily placed here by the mecha designer of the Federation. They were made in equal proportions with the new mecha as a reference. They will be exhibited at the mecha exhibition. They are unique in the Federation and of great value Fi...

Before he could accept this cruel fact, Karoo rushed towards the chandelier again. The chandelier shook a few times and fell to the ground, making a loud noise.The light in the living room went out, and in the darkness, Karu's two blue eyes were very scary.

This is the first time Major General Tangtang has a headache for this kind of thing. This fellow Karu only recognizes pheromones. To solve the current trouble, we still have to solve the fundamental problem...

Just when Ye Lan was about to continue giving instructions, her body suddenly became unstable, and she crashed into a hot chest. The moment her face was pressed against it, the faint smell of champagne was entwined with the cedar pheromone on her body.

In addition to the heat, his breathing became difficult, and the badge on his military uniform hurt his cheek.

Ye Lan instinctively wanted to breathe fresh air, but her arms became tighter and tighter.

"Hug me." The voice above her head was coaxing, and before Ye Lan could react, she felt her body was out of balance, and was hugged by Duan Jing again.

"Can the commanding power of a superior officer be taken casually?" Duan Jing felt a little funny.

Ye Lan subconsciously put her arms around Duan Jing's neck, the alcohol hit her, her body trembled slightly, and she couldn't help approaching him.

The moment his face was buried in Duan Jing's neck, his unique aura made Ye Lan's heart beat suddenly faster.

Duan Jing walked into the bedroom on the second floor along the spiral staircase, put Ye Lan on her bed, and was about to get up to turn on the light when she felt a head resting on her back.

Not having the heart to let that head have no place to rest, Duan Jing simply gave up turning on the light, turned around, and put the person flat.

He sighed, his voice was as moving as a double bass: "I said, are you going to be responsible for me?"

"I...no..." Ye Lan's face turned pale, and just as she was about to say something, she felt alcohol rushing in like a wave, overturning, suppressing, and ruthlessly devour.

"I don't intend to be responsible, but you still hug me like this, are you planning to take advantage of it openly?" Duan Jing looked at him with great interest, and felt more and more cute about the rosy little face. …

Ye Lan raised her head in a daze, looked at him at a loss, and felt a sense of guilt in her heart, as if she was an old pervert who had lost the pure and sacred kaolin flower in the hearts of countless people. To indescribable.

Duan Jing sighed softly, as if she had been abandoned from the beginning to the end: "The sentinel is very innocent, you play a hooligan like this, have you ever thought about my feelings?"

"...Then what do you want?" Ye Lan struggled to ask a word, her mind was in a daze, and the tiredness came in waves one after another. I don't know if it was the effect of alcohol.

"Well, let me think about it... Is it not too much to ask not to drink indiscriminately in the future?" Duan Jing stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, it was soft to the touch, so he paused and rubbed again.

"Hmm..." Ye Lan blinked her eyes, her head sank heavily, and landed on Duan Jing's shoulder.

"Go to sleep first." Duan Jing sighed helplessly, and wanted to say something more, but found that Ye Lan had already fallen asleep in his arms.

Duan Jing put him on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and when he raised his head to look at him again, there was no smile on his face, his expression was rare serious, and his ice blue eyes were as black as ink under the cover of the night , the resolute outline is as gentle as the moonlight.

Ye Lan turned her body slightly, the back of her fair neck was exposed to the air, the position of the gland, an extremely hidden wound.

Duan Jing leaned down, and gently stroked the wound with her fingers, with complex emotions that were hard to discern in her eyes.

It really is a mental chip...

Maybe Duan Jing's fingers were too cold, Ye Lan's body trembled, she lay down in another position, and curled herself up.

Duan Jing withdrew her hand and pressed a button on the smart bracelet.

Zhizhichuan suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, Major General Duan touched me, so shy."

Duan Jing said coldly: "Don't bark, help me adjust the test results."

Smart Chuan was immediately as quiet as a chicken.

The latest test report was displayed on the virtual screen: mixed pheromones, 20% matching cedar extract, 30% special synthetics, 50% unidentifiable, allergy to S-type drugs, mental power was shielded by the chip, and the level could not be determined.

Duan Jing stared at the results presented in the test report, frowning slightly, and her expression became more serious.

The cedar-flavored pheromone carries the unique coldness of cold winter, and touches the unknown distant memory along the nerve veins.

At the age of ten, Duan Jing was first spotted and followed by Jiang Yan, and it was also the last time Jiang Yan entered and exited the military tower, one of the three federal towers.

The three towers of the federation include the ivory white tower that manages the deployment of sentinel guides, the military tower that researches military weapons, and the criminal tower Yongye that detains serious criminals.

Among the three towers, the Army Tower is the most mysterious.The military tower has a total of thirteen floors, and the research team is formed temporarily. The identities of all researchers are kept secret, and they communicate with each other by code names. Every move is monitored by the military.

And his father was not only a senior intelligence officer of the Federation, but also a front-line researcher of the Federation, who had the highest authority to enter and leave the military tower.

The Jiang Yan in his memory had an elusive temper just like Lin Yue, but he was silent and strict when performing tasks, and his cold appearance of rejecting others thousands of miles away made anyone feel strange.

That time Jiang Yan was surprised: "Why did you come here?"

Duan, young and ignorant, Jing, with a simple face: "Dad, do you have an illegitimate child? It's the eighth time this month that I see you staying out at night and dating a stranger."

Jiang Yan: "What did you see?"

Xiao Duan Jing: "I saw a piece of green on the top of my father's head."

Jiang Yan: "..."

Before Jiang Yan could reply, Duan Jing saw the "illegitimate child" walking out of the gate of the military tower.

It's a little guide.

Xiao Duan Jing: "Fight? The kind where the loser ends on his own."

The little guide thought for a while: "Little Sentinel, has anyone told you the consequences of offending the guide?"

The result of stepping up to provocation is... being beaten to the ground by the opponent's mental power, and the mania that can only be experienced when he is close to adulthood has an early onset.

The little guide who was more violent than him touched his nose and said in embarrassment: "Yes, I'm sorry, I couldn't control it..."

Vaguely, there was a faint smell of cedar, and he seemed to feel that he was shrouded in a spiritual barrier. The powerful healing ability made him feel that the disordered five senses were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A strange man in the distance said lightly: "Sorry, I was negligent."

Jiang Yan's voice was cold and calm, without any emotion: "Strong spiritual power, I hope it won't be a bad thing."

The man laughed: "I will take good care of him. Don't worry, this is the last time you and I will come to the military tower. The military tower has been completely blocked, and no one will come in again."

Duan Jing vaguely remembered that he was carried back to the villa. When he woke up, Jiang Yan rubbed his hair, his eyes were slightly red, and said softly: "Your father is the best sentinel in the world, and I will never Betray him."

That was the only time he saw the tenderness he had never seen in Jiang Yan's eyes, which had always been irritable.

……

It took a long time to regain consciousness, Duan Jing walked to the cabinet, calmly took out a tube of restricted retarder specially used for sentries, and slowly injected it into his own blood vessels.

In just a moment, the mental power that was slightly dissipated by the guide pheromone has regained its stability.

Suddenly a message flashed through the communication terminal, it was his adjutant Bian Shuo.

Bian Shuo: "Sir, the group of merchants who had contacts with the empire that we found in Zero Degree before have all been controlled, but the tone is very tight, and we haven't been able to interrogate any news for the time being. Recently, Song Cheng's fascination with frequent visits to Zero Degree's underground, but not No connection has been found between him and any of these people. Does the cleanup of Zero need to be delayed?"

Duan Jing watched the message calmly, without any emotion in her eyes, and replied after a while: "No need. Send someone to follow up with Song Cheng, and report any news at any time. Before the end of tonight, if those people still refuse to say , make a specimen and send it to the Sin Tower. Also, remember to notify Marshal Limbo.”