Scarlett's home was simple and surprised Tang Lang.

Ordinary residential areas, ordinary apartment buildings, ordinary 120 square meters, there is no level that a senior researcher and a big star should have.

"This is an apartment building that my father's research institute bought collectively, and he likes the atmosphere." When Scarlett took Tang Lang into a community that looked a little old compared to those high-end communities, she explained to Tang Lang like this.

Tang Lang shook his head.

In Scarlett's slightly surprised gaze, she sighed: "This is the taste of home!" ”

It may be difficult for people who have not experienced leaving home to understand what home is.

And Tang Lang, who has been away from home for thousands of years, understands it very well.

You don't need to have a lot of gold or a beautiful view, you just need to know that when you come here, someone is waiting for you in that dimly lit window.

When your parents are there, your home is there.

Your parents traveled far away, and in this life, you are just an orphan.

To be honest, Tang Lang, who has rarely had such emotions, suddenly envied Scarlett standing next to him, her home is here.

But what about his home! From now on, it is destined to be in the heart.

Scarlett's father, but it is very different from what Scarlett described, after Tang Lang, who has never been afraid of heaven and earth, entered the door with some timidity, he gave Tang Lang great enthusiasm, there was nothing old-fashioned and harsh, just like seeing a student who was going to study.

Tang Lang benefited from two months of hard study at the Qingyu Military Academy and what he saw and heard in Edward's Advanced Laboratory, and he had his own unique views on the theory and practice of mechanicalism, even if the middle-aged people inadvertently raised questions, they were still able to deal with them easily. This made the middle-aged man's gaze at Tang Lang change a little more.

This surprised Scarlett a little, and at the same time had unexplained joy, or rather, pride.

As for what she is proud of, perhaps only she knows.

All this ended until the middle-aged man proposed to talk to Tang Lang alone.

After making tea for the two, Scarlett threw Tang Lang a look similar to "come on", exited the study, and closed the door that was enough to block out all sounds.

Tang Lang sat on the sofa in the study, looking solemnly at the middle-aged man who seemed to be inadvertently cleaning up the desk.

Hob meat has already told Tang Lang that this seemingly ordinary study is not so ordinary.

Not only are special sound-absorbing materials used, but the study is even equipped with lethal assault weapons and energy bombs that can blow up an entire apartment building to ashes.

For this alone, Tang Lang knew that he was not looking for the wrong person.

"Can you tell me who you really are?" The middle-aged man sat down gently on his chair, his gaze suddenly sharpened. "Should I call you Liu Lang? Or something else? ”

"My name is Tang Lang!" Tang Lang was blunt. "I'm from the Restoration Army, and I've been commissioned by Princess Nia and Duke Jolan to come to teach you Andrew!"

"Oh?" As if he already knew Tang Lang's possible identity, the middle-aged man was not surprised at all by Tang Lang's self-introduction, but his brows jumped. "But just by relying on those few special symbols, you want to get what you want? Hehe, don't you think that's a bit ridiculous. ”

Then his face turned like ink, "Moreover, you have committed a big taboo, no matter which side you are, you should not approach me in the same way as you approach my daughter, you must know that a wolf that guards cubs, even in the face of a hunter's gun, dares to show its fangs." ”

"Do you know that when I press this button in my hand, the entire building will be reduced to ashes, and the legendary core technology laboratory will be buried in the dust, and it will never appear in anyone's field of vision again, whether it is as powerful as the Negus or as wise as the Duke of Roulan." The middle-aged man's voice was as indifferent as chatting with Tang Lang.

But Tang Lang knew that he was serious.

As a direct disciple of Linda, the most outstanding Academy of Sciences president in the history of the Navajo Kingdom, this senior professor in front of him can fully enjoy the glory given by the kingdom and stand in front of hundreds of millions of people, but he can hide his merits and fame for decades, and is willing to be an ordinary researcher.

A person with such qualities, if he wants to keep a secret, does not need to doubt his firm heart.

Therefore, Tang Lang did not have all the clever words imagined by the middle-aged man, but directly took out the pendant from his body, and the pendant that had been activated by Nia's gene began to change as Tang Lang gently rotated one of the buttons, and finally became an ancient totem for the three dukes to bow down and salute.

The middle-aged man was stunned.

As one of the heads of the royal family's core laboratory, he naturally knows what this totem represents, which is not only the key to unlocking the "Navajo Hammer", but also the authorization to open the core laboratory.

Without this, no member of the royal family, except for the prince himself, would not be recognized by the Core Laboratory.

"Are you really sent by Princess Nia?" Gently stroking the totem of the strange material, the middle-aged man, whose facial muscles may twitch slightly from extreme joy, made the final confirmation.

"That's right, Professor Andrew, I came here at the behement of Princess Nia and Duke Jolan, and the reason why Duke Joelan knew this secret was that His Royal Highness the Prince entrusted it to her before his death." Tang Lang said softly. "But I would not have given me such a chance to chat with peace of mind, and you know what kind of disaster this most noble totem of the Indoan tribe will bring to the entire Navajo nation if it is known to others."

"That's not your fault, it's not you're not blamed!" After stroking the totem a few times almost greedily, the middle-aged man chose to hand the totem back to Tang Lang, shook his head and sighed.

This small move made Tang Lang completely relieved.

The middle-aged man naturally didn't know that once he had the slightest greed for this totem that could take over all the laboratories, the seemingly harmless young man opposite him would immediately kill him in this study with a killer, and then run away as far as he could.

The real Professor Andrew is already in control of the core laboratory, and only the ambitious will covet the key that will unlock the "Navajo Hammer".

"However, if you can make the little girl have a good impression of Mr. Tang in a short period of time, and try your best to recommend your talent in mechanics to me, it shows that Princess Nia really did not choose the wrong person." The middle-aged man said something that made Tang Lang slightly surprised. "If I'm not mistaken, the person who remotely controlled the small mecha behind the back and stopped the "Eagle Strike" mecha is Mr. Tang! ”

"Ahem! Professor Andrew, call me Liu Lang! It's best not to get Miss Scarlett involved in this matter. Being teased by Scarlett's father made Tang Lang a little embarrassed.

"Haha! Okay, for the sake of convenience, then I'll call you Ah Lang, and according to the seniority, you call me Uncle Andrew, don't lose! The middle-aged man's serious face showed a hint of cunning.

Tang Lang knew that this was someone else's father deliberately complaining about his daughter. Thinking about it, her daughter rarely had a good impression of a man, but she didn't expect that the man was an agent and deliberately came to approach her. Even if that man belonged to one of his gangs, he might be extremely unhappy in his heart!

"Okay, Uncle Andrew!" Tang Lang could only pinch his nose and shout angrily.

And when Tang Lang said goodbye and left, this seemingly strict uncle who was actually very dark also specially greeted: "Ah Lang, goodbye!" ”

"Goodbye Uncle Andrew!"

What Tang Lang saw out of the corner of his eyes was the sudden flush on Scarlett's face who sent him out.

"How did you talk to my father?" The blushing Scarlett had been accompanying Tang Lang out of the door of the community, and seeing that she was about to separate, she finally couldn't help but ask.

In her opinion, it was enough to let her old and old-fashioned father accept it in such a short time, and suddenly became so intimate that even her uncle shouted, which was an unprecedented phenomenon.

Could it be that the young man in front of her, who is not inconspicuous by his appearance alone, really has an inner charm that she has not discovered? The somewhat coquettish Earl Anji is like this, and his old father is also like this for the first time.

"This one! It's very simple, he gave me a set of questions, the hard kind. Tang Lang could only reluctantly fabricate a lie, he couldn't say it, because I came to connect with your father, and your father didn't look at me very well, so he asked me to call my uncle.

"And then?" Scarlett blinked.

"Then, when I'm done, your father wants to take me as a student." Tang Lang began to talk nonsense.

"Then why don't you call the teacher, but the uncle?" Scarlett is clearly not so easy to fool.

"Maybe it's because I'm an orphan, Uncle Andrew wants to give me a sense of home!" Tang Lang almost believed what he said.

But Scarlett is full of suspicion, a look: believe in the man's mouth, there are ghosts in this world.

Tang Lang could only run away, talking nonsense that this ability was a fat man's specialty, and it was really difficult for him.

Perhaps he looked back, and Scarlett, who was looking at his back from afar, had a shy look on her face and muttered, "Really? Father, did he really think so? ”

Obviously, Scarlett not only believed, but also believed.

Scold! Man!

Ahem! Woman!

One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer! Who is to blame?

And in the evening, the investigation report on why the bronze mecha warrior named Deb wanted to assassinate the Marquis City Lord finally came out. It's not that the efficiency of the Navajo Kingdom has always been so high, but that the Condor Group has received a notice from the City Lord's Mansion of Thousand Mountains City, if it can't produce evidence within 12 hours, it won't dare to say anything else, but in Thousand Mountains City, all the properties of the Condor Group will be wiped out, including a certain viscount directly involved in this matter.

The Condor Group still has to dig up this assassin's old bottom with the strength of milk?

Finally, under the investigation of the huge manpower and material resources of the Condor Group, all the information of this bronze mecha warrior named Deb from birth to death was put on the table.

The reason why he assassinated the Marquis was very simple, a misconduct by the Marquis ten years ago caused this once ordinary middle-aged man to lose his daughter. The seeds of hatred were planted at that moment, and it wasn't until ten years later that the bronze mecha warrior who had been in Thousand Hills City finally found the most suitable opportunity.

The report was personally sent to the city lord's palace by Count Varro, and all the people involved and the surveillance video reminded the old marquis, who was already seventy, of his forgotten memories.

This matter can only be settled here.

Although the City Lord's Mansion kept this secret, there was no impermeable wall in the world, and perhaps it was deliberately done by some superiors, when the mecha troops affiliated to the City Lord's Mansion withdrew from the high ground, the truth was circulated on the Internet, and became the hottest news in Qianshan City that night.

Don't think that the majesty of the superior can silence the lower. Everywhere, there's nothing the lower level of authority likes to discuss more than the frivolous news of the big names.

Martial law was lifted.

Tang Lang, under the cover of night, also quietly left his box truck.

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