Permissions forbid ABO

The four people sitting in this re-modified mechanical car seemed a bit crowded. The one who smiled "brightly" just now, his eyes fell on Tu Si himself who was the driver. It seems to be looking at some novel species in the back.However, the two people at the back didn't feel any discomfort, they smiled very gently, and then explained lightly: "The former captain of the third direct army and navy team, Gao Xiang." After finishing speaking, he pointed to the person next to him, "This is my team member, Wang Light. Dr. Cheng Lang, the general asked me to greet you for him, and can you take us to see Minister Meng?" Cheng Lang was a little surprised in his eyes, and quickly disappeared, turning his head over the seat and said: "Your general is here how long?"

"One month, December No. 17," Gao Xiang said, "I didn't salute you just now, so don't sue me when I have been comrades in arms for so many years."

"Okay." Turning his head, Cheng Lang stretched out his hand and patted Tu Siben's back and said, "It's time to go back to the organization. The person who wants to pick him up has already been picked up."

A certain person actually seemed to want to see what the people in the direct line of the army in the legend looked like, and only after hearing the urging of the team leader reluctantly withdrew his gaze that drifted back.

small town, [-]:[-] p.m.

The legendary headquarters of the organization is actually in a small building, and it looks like nothing special. It is the same as everything in the town. It stands scattered in the streets and alleys, and there are always small stalls in the middle, selling fruit and snacks. There are everything selling groceries, just like the old town in ancient times.

There are a few huge sycamore trees on the side of this small building, and the incomplete leaves on them are still floating. Occasionally, two pieces are carried down by the wind, and they spin twice in the air, leaving a lonely ending of falling leaves returning to their roots .However, this group of people is not a sad and autumn stuff, and they only say one thing about the cold air:

"It's fucking cold."

However, after entering this small building, it is not as ordinary as the outside. After walking through the long dark corridor and opening the last door, the field of vision becomes wider and brighter. Almost all the interiors are filled with various high-tech furniture. A place where service AI is rare is considered a "technological paradise".

A service AI with two pink circles on its wheeled face appeared in front of them, its electronic eyeballs swept Cheng Lang's face, and then stepped aside respectfully: "Team Leader Cheng, welcome back. "

"Well, those two in the back are my friends. We want to see Chief Meng, can you inform us?" Cheng Lang lowered his head and looked at the ground.

From the perspective of the AI ​​on the surface, there is still such a cute and cute feeling.But as a technical geek, Cheng Lang is no different from an otaku except that he doesn't have a fat body, and he doesn't have any "cute cells", and he doesn't feel that there is a big difference between this and an ordinary robot.

I saw the seemingly cute "artificial mentally handicapped" AI put the mechanical arm in front of the iron shell head and made an "ok" gesture. , a breath of brain damage rushed towards his face, and Gao Xiang behind him couldn't help laughing.

Of course, how could the AI ​​feel this kind of mocking gaze? It slid away on its own wheels and headed for the innermost chief's office.

"Dr. Cheng Lan, this design...isn't bad." Gao Xiang smiled, "It looks very humane, and it's more interesting than the pile of cold things in the military department."

The teasing statement also made Cheng Lang couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth. To be honest, this kind of AI is just a bunch of parts and numbers in his eyes. For example, the ok gesture he made just now, from Cheng Lang's perspective In this way, he automatically becomes a straight man—how should this be done?

A few minutes later, Maiden's Heart served the AI, walked out from the innermost room, and said to Cheng Lang and his group in a lively tone: "Boss, please go in." He made the gesture again in front of everyone, and watched a group of stupid human beings trembling with laughter leave with a pair of big eyes.

It is true that most of the things in this small building are high-tech, and what you see may not be real. For example, the sofa in front of you is just digital furniture. It can be used, but it is also convenient to put away. It is like a virtual space, except that the "space" of the virtual space is specifically reduced to "furniture".

A small building does not occupy a large area, and there is no room for people to use it. If it is really used as an organization's office, it is definitely not practical, so we have to use this kind of virtual space. The management method is to put space within space, abruptly turning the usable land of one building into the usable land of five small buildings.

This kind of technology is not popular in this small town, and the new era has only come for more than 100 years, and there was a riot all over the world at the beginning, and there was another small-scale riot last year. This high-tech product is not It may have spread to such a small town so far away so quickly.

It's also the reason why Tu Siben thinks their organization is reliable - because it's cool.On the first day he came here, he discovered that this treasure trove of non-governmental organizations has developed to the extreme that seeing is not believing. Maybe someone is working in the space above his head now, but he can't feel it if he is not at the entrance. .

The four people walked through the long corridor, and then stopped in front of the virtual space door. Cheng Lang pressed a fingerprint, and the mechanism on the mechanical door was activated. The blue light walked along the lines to the middle, and finally gathered in the half circle in the center. In the next second, the entire mechanical door lit up, and the people inside were still sitting behind the desk, and they didn't show any special surprise when they heard the door was opened, as if they had seen it or realized it a long time ago.The information in his hand has not been put down yet, he looks a bit busy, but the expression on his face is quite relaxed, the task should be more than annoying.The service AI in the room sensed the entry of an "outsider" and raised its head vigilantly.

"Are you here?" Directly ignoring the fact that the current state of the service AI is likely to hurt others, the surprisingly plain leader Meng didn't even raise his head.

"Minister, Gao Xiang, the former captain of the Navy Fourth Team of the direct army, and Wang Qing, a team member, are reporting to you." The two saluted in unison. Even if this is only in the room, they can still feel like they are parading in a large square. Immediately, "Also, Feng Sibei, former commander of the direct army, let us greet you instead of him."

Hearing this, Chief Meng's hand paused for a moment, then he raised his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him. He had seen these two people before. When they were still in the reserve army, it had passed in a blink of an eye. Four or five years.This General Meng Tuiran, who was once famous in the military, is already in his early nineties. He has lived more than half of his life, but he has not married yet. It is very likely that he regards the army as his home as the rumors say, but , this family didn't seem to give him any good looks in the end. If he is still in the military, he will be forced to shut up by Zhang Aoya by various means. After all, the current president and various politicians talk about it. The variables that change are exactly what he taught.

And whether he has any relatives, if you want him to shut up, there is no way to threaten him, the only way is to kill him.

Because Zhang Aoya's purpose is to prevent famous people from mentioning Fengbei, so as to gradually fade it over time. Meng Tuiran's reputation in the military department is very famous. Forget this old man in his 90s, in other words, it is

——Only his old man can reject others, there really is no one who refuses to give him face.

"Is he alright?" Meng Tuiran asked, it was a question from the heart, almost blurted out.

Hearing such a question, Gao Xiang was stunned for a moment. It wasn't that he thought Mr. Meng, the stern man, would personally care about a junior who was so many years younger than him, but that he didn't know how to answer this question. how to say? "...General he..."

"It's not good, but he himself is having a good time." He combined Feng Bei's answer with his inner thoughts, and he said this.

"The life of fleeing is indeed too hard." Meng Tuiran said as if he had only heard half a sentence, his eyes kept looking at the two of them, as if he saw someone through them, maybe a certain family, and remembered Having fulfilled the agreement between them, he said self-sufficiently, "That's right, with his personality, it would be really hard if he didn't let him do something."

These five words are like a hammer in the hearts of all those who know the inside story, driving the nail called the past even harder.

"General, he..." Gao Xiang couldn't help but said, but was pulled by Wang Qing behind him, and shut up in time, but even if he shut up, Meng Tuiran, who had been in City A for so many years, couldn't help it. Knowing what Fengbei will go through, after the war that year, Zhang Aoya will definitely not let him have the strength to fight back.Even if he is not killed, there must be a way to cut off all his counterattack abilities and completely become a "disabled person".

Moreover, everyone on their side knows about the 47 missiles.Because of the existence of this missile, Zhang Aoya would not dare to act rashly on Mrs. Rita's "only" child, and could only think of another way to kill him instead.

"Reverse [-]?" Meng Tuiran took two deep breaths after finishing speaking. This sentence was not as easy as he expected. Opening his mouth seemed to pull the atmosphere in the room to freezing point, and it was also his own. His heart froze fiercely, as if his heart was being picked up, and with Gao Xiang's acquiescence, even though these were thought of long ago, but now he was told that it was still impossible to be as calm as imagined, Meng Tuiran The relationship with the old president is good. Those two body pendants chased him and called him uncle. It is precisely because of this that they handed over their youngest daughter to him and let him make up an orphan background for her. He is also their "rebel" The first part of the plan.

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