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Lannos, who watched An Ning walk out of his sight, rubbed his eyebrows with a headache: "I really should let Optimus Prime see her like this."

Talking and laughing, all the TFs who were about to transform into a mimetic and drive back to the garage froze immediately when they heard the words, especially the horizontal gun, he directly maintained a half-transformed posture and rushed out, turning around the wall twice before completely transforming. .

"Wow, are you okay, buddy?" Lannos looked at the cross-cannon that was slamming on the brakes in front of him, and took half a step back in fright, "Is your accelerator or brake broken? - Don't laugh at me, I don't Like Anna chick who chose mechanical engineering."

Jazz changed from a human form to a car model and back to a human form, and tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened and squatted down next to Lannos: "Ahem, Lannos, you are tired tonight, go to rest first. I am in charge of the report documents of the matter, as for the eldest brother...he is busy with work, so it is better not to bother him with these trivial matters."

"Oh...you are right, but..."

"There's nothing 'but', you go to rest first, I will finish the file and send it to your mailbox in a while. You can read it tomorrow morning, ah." Almost pushing Lannos out of the garage door, Jazz held The door frame, in the classic shape of half leaning on the door frame, "I wish you a sweet dream, Handsomeboy!"

Lannos smiled helplessly, gave him a "received" gesture without looking back, yawned and walked towards the temporary rest room.Behind him, Jazz let out a long sigh of relief together with the ambulance that also changed back into human form.

"Good job." The ambulance praised Jazz for his unruffled and witty behavior, and at the same time expressed his dissatisfaction with Hengpao's flustered behavior, "Did you just want to knock Lannos unconscious just now? Pao, I tell you not to watch too many TV dramas! 80.00% of the common medical knowledge about human physiological structure is wrong! Don’t think that you will lose your memory if you are hit by a car?! Human memory is not so fragile yet degree!"

Heng Pao, who was caught in the heart, decided to spoil An Ning the next time she was dragged to watch a Korean TV series.hehe!Let him wait!This revenge will one day require you to repay it double!

Smiling and watching the ambulance's reprimand and science popularization on the horizontal gun for a while, the Jazz cast his eyes on the peaceful lounge.

Or perspective light is more appropriate.

... No, don't get me wrong, he just used the thermal imaging function, just out of concern for the other party.As he expected, the other party was not lying obediently on the bed - the orange heat pattern showed that the only high heat energy in the room was concentrated in front of the desk.

Hey, are you still playing on the computer now?Really online dating?

Jazz stared at the orange-red block pattern representing tranquility for about 5 minutes, and found that the other party did not move at all, which made him worry again: Could it be that he fell asleep while sitting on the chair?

As soon as this guess came out, Jazz couldn't sit still. He hastily greeted the two old friends who were still teaching and being taught, and then bent down to tell the two new Autobots—new to them —— Saying good night, he went straight to the corner of the garage next to the An Ning lounge. After occupying this strategic position, he immediately released his remote projection image to the lounge next to the wall. (Note)

——Aha, it was as expected.The lamp on the desk is on, the drawn drawer is on the floor, the computer... well, the screen is black, it seems that it is not turned on, but it may be because it has not been operated for a long time and has fallen into standby mode.Sitting on the computer chair two steps away in front of him was a creature whose temperature was much higher than everything in the room—if that chick An Ning hadn't hacked his infrared imaging system.

As the image Sir had chosen - a Tony Stark in armor - walked towards what he thought was a sleeping girl, the latter made a sudden movement: she turned the computer chair slightly and bent down, as if to pick it up from the ground. The fully drawn drawer was put back into the compartment - the word "ready" was used because her movement stopped.

An Ning, who turned his entire gaze to the other party because he caught a glimpse of a bright color that didn't belong to this room from the corner of his eye, froze in place while maintaining the movement of bending and reaching out.

"Shhhhh! Don't scream! Don't scream! I know you want to scream! But don't scream!" Jazz, whose reaction was still faster than An Ning, saw the other party's lips quivering and was about to open to say something or scream. He spoke extremely fast at the moment of what, at this moment, his RAP skills are fully activated! "I am ser! You know me! No malice! I am ser! Sir!"

After emphasizing the important thing three times, he was relieved when he saw An Ning helplessly shook his head and straightened up, with a tolerant arc on his mouth.For some reason, Jazz felt that their roles seemed to be reversed: An Ning was the parent of the child who fell asleep on the chair after seeing the crazy play, and Jazz... was the child.

"So," An Ning gently tapped his toes on the ground, controlling the force just enough to allow the computer chair to turn to face Jazz's optical projection, "What can I help you? Just by the way—you know that you can see the room with a dozen eyes How frightening is it for a tall, burly guy to appear quietly in the movie?"

"Truncate this sentence, and emphasize the word 'man is tall and big', I believe that when you say this sentence to the actor of Iron Man-Robert Downey Jr., he will be happy to give you a few words. A signature." Jazz joked with a grin, and he observed An Ning's hands folded on her stomach in a way that would not attract the other party's attention. If something said, "I thought you liked this optical projection, after all... hey, this is Iron Man! I guess this is how you humans turn into Transformers? Ah, of course, Ann will definitely become a more beautiful steel Heroic!"

An Ning let out a narrow chuckle: "Become a Cybertronian, hum?"

Jazz heard a hint of sarcasm and dissatisfaction from these words, but it didn't seem to be directed at him, nor at what he said.But an awkward silence grew from the taunt, reaching out to them with a vine called "Separation", but Sir was not prepared to let the dark plant grab them: "Do you like this, then? My dear Ann."

His optical imaging flashed, changing from Iron Man in armor to Captain America holding a shield. An Ning raised his eyebrows, looked at Jazz with interest, and made a nasal sound that didn't make sense.

"You don't like this one either? What about this one?" Captain America turned into Thor.

"Uh..." An Ning's expression was subtle.

"Okay. What about this?" Thor becomes the Hawkeye Patton who has only appeared on the poster and in the "Thor" standalone movie.

"Hmm..." An Ning pretended to be deep.

"Understandable. Then this?" The stereoscopic projection disappeared in an instant—it took a few seconds for An Ning to realize that it wasn't Jazz who canceled the stereoscopic projection, but Director Nick's tone was too dark, and the light source in the room was too dark. For a while, the projection overlapped with the shadow in the corner. Did not find where.

Seeing that An Ning didn't reply for a long time, Jazz spread his hands helplessly: "Oh, okay! Do you like the Black Widow to chat with you? It's not impossible, it's just that you let me imitate her voice a bit..."

An Ning finally laughed, because she was tired, she only smiled lightly for a while and then stopped, the funnyness was still firmly stuck to the corner of her mouth: "Actually, I like Agent Coulson the most. How about trying to simulate it?"

"...Agent Coulson? Are you sure?" It took the Jazz three nanoseconds to call up the appearance clip of this ace character from the memory bank, and then analyze and simulate his 3D model, "I Not sure how this character compares to any of the other heroes..."

Jazz's words stopped at An Ning's suddenly relaxed expression: it was not the pretended relaxation just now, but the real relaxation. He could even glimpse a corner of what she was trying to hide from between the fingers of the other party's relaxed hands.

"He's also a hero, Sir." An Ning looked at Jazz's optical projection almost obsessively at this time, his gentle eyes almost dripping water, "A hero without special abilities."

Jazz, who was stared at by this gaze, found that he had lost his eloquent conversation skills for a moment. At this moment, he seemed to be a young body whose language processing center had not yet come online, and he didn't know what to say.

Think fast, think fast.Worried about his embarrassment being discovered by the other party, Jazz desperately drove the CPU, thinking about topics that could divert the other party's attention from his expression, but he was stared at by this gaze, and the processor that had already melted more than half could only provide Give him a topic, a topic that has a high probability of causing displeasure to the other party——

"...So, do you need to pick up that drawer, and then hide the things in your hand in the hidden compartment?" Jazz simulated the voice of Agent Coulson, hoping that this sentence would be heard It doesn’t sound so embarrassing for An Ning that the secret was exposed, “Is this a secret? Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone or TF. If this doesn’t reassure you, I can delete this paragraph later… "

"Don't!" An Ning almost rushed forward and supported the wall next to Jazz's optical projection, "Don't touch your memory file again!! I beg you! Sir!"

Jazz looked at An Ning who lost his composure in astonishment. After calming down his excitement, the latter sat on the nearest bed: "I can tell you anything - as long as you promise not to move your memory files. What you saw Nothing is a secret."

"..." Jazz once again felt that he didn't know what to say, he wanted to prevent the other party from confessing, and he felt guilty for the other party.But the excitement brought about by Curiosity and "keep a secret with the other party" and the close and unknown connection with An Ning made him unable to speak.

In Jazz's tacit silence, An Ning, who was sitting at the foot of the bed, spread out her hands to the other party, showing the item she had been trying to hide—a small flip phone, the style of which has long been outdated: "This is the phone I lived in at Sam's house." They bought me a cell phone when I was in [-]. I—well, they still sometimes text this old phone number, so—I take it out sometimes and look at it.”

"But you never wrote them back, did you?"

"……Yes."

There was a short silence between Jazz and An Ning, and then Jazz suddenly let out a light drink similar to exhaling: "Okay! I understand. You are an adult, and I believe you have enough confidence in your own behavior judgment. Now……"

"Now it's your turn to talk." An Ning interrupted Jazz unceremoniously, "Why did you come to my lounge in the middle of the night? You heard Lannos say - 'There are no Autobots'."

These words sounded like a reproach, but neither the speaker's tone nor his expression could make Jazz feel a trace of reproach.So he shrugged: "Well, I saw from the thermal imaging that you were not lying on the bed, but sitting on a chair, and you were motionless, so I guessed that you were too tired and fell asleep sitting on the chair And when humans are asleep... oh, I'm not an ambulance, so I'll just get straight to the point: I'm worried that you'll catch a cold, so I'll come over and have a look. As for Lannoth's rules," Jazz showed a sly smile, "I'm an optician. Projection, not ontology, so there is no violation of the regulations. Isn't it?"

An Ning whistled, got up and put the phone back in the deepest part of the compartment, then put the drawer back to its original position, turned off the lamp on the desk, and lay back on the bed in the dark, smiling at the [-]D projection of Jazz——in the total darkness It was only in the environment that she discovered that the other party's projection actually had a faint light source, which allowed people to see the other party's bare skin, white clothes and other highlights in the dark, which made her give up her plan to turn on the bedside lamp Fortunately, the other party didn't use Director Nick's projection at this time: "You learned from Hengpao well, sir. 'Won't break the rules, but will change the rules to the greatest extent', I remember it right?"

These words made Jazz a little dissatisfied: "Oh, can you give me a little confidence? My processor can also think of this trick—even if there is no Pao Zai."

In the darkness, An Ning let out a short laugh: "Yes, yes, my fault....I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I forgive you!" Jazz said generously.

"No, I'm talking about what happened tonight, I'm sorry." An Ning adjusted her body posture, and let out a sigh of relief, "I... didn't expect this to happen, and I caused you a lot of trouble, I'm very sorry Feel sorry."

"What didn't you expect? Is it the fact that it was discovered or the fact that all the TFs stationed in the base were dispatched?"

"Both." An Ning admitted frankly, "And I'm sorry about that. I'm really sorry."

She paused, and asked hesitantly, "Has Lannos—or you—notified..."

Jazz quickly guessed the name she didn't say: "Optimus Prime? No. I helped you hide it."

"Thank you." An Ning breathed a sigh of relief, "And I'm sorry, sir, for causing you so much trouble."

"Well, let's take it as a reward for helping me prepare for the mixing contest." Jazz laughed, "I've talked with you for so long before I knew it, and we're really speculative, aren't we? But now you really should sleep Otherwise, you will be very, very lethargic tomorrow. I don't want you, one of the lead singers, to sing weak tones."

"Yeah, what you said makes sense, very, very makes sense." An Ning laughed again, and the fatigue in the laughter could no longer be hidden.

"By the way,"

These words made Jazz, who was planning to revoke the remote projection, stop.

"Just now you said that you thought I fell asleep on the chair and came here. But—even if you came here, what can you do? What you came here is just a projection, isn't it?"

An Ning's voice became softer towards the back, and before Jazz could reply, she murmured to herself again: "Oh, by the way, you can wake me up...wake up...me..."

It was detected that the other party's heart rate and breathing had slowed down, which indicated that the other party had fallen into a charging... er, deep sleep state. Jazz let his own optical projection come to the bedside, and then used the projection that An Ning thought could not touch any real objects. The thin film under the pillow was pulled out and gently covered the other person's body.

After quietly looking at An Ning, who was curled up on the single bed without any disturbed reaction to his actions, and confirmed that the other party was in a deep sleep, Jazz shook his head helplessly, and said softly to himself: " I can still do this, my little girl, I can still do this."

The moment before canceling the optical projection, he let his own optical projection lean down, and gently kissed the other party's audio receiver-humans call it "ear", just like she did to him at the time: "I wish you sweet dreams, little girl."

An Ning's originally frowning brows were relaxed because of this kiss.Since the incident five years ago, she has often been plagued by nightmares, and she rarely has good dreams. Tonight, it seems that she can find temporary peace.

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Note: Here, refer to the description of TF's remote projection system in "Beyond Vision". In the 04 episode, the ambulance was down in the warehouse, but he was still able to project his telescopic projection onto the upper deck.And this remote projection seems to be able to selectively access some things: for example, the projection of the ambulance finally caught the vaccine, but it can be seen that his calf is not in the wall.