Chapter 409: I Haven't Been to Hell, I Can't See Dead People
"Can I take him away?" Chi Mujiu's hand on his cigar rested horizontally on his lap, his eyes sinking into the distant skyline, in the company of the starlight.
What Chi Mujiu said he was going to take away, could Dr. Hardy stop? It's not good for an old man to act, how can he argue with the young man who is running around with a mecha!
"Ahem!" Dr. Hardy pretended to cough dryly, for some reason. He rubbed the back of his cigar on the back of his nose, giving the illusion that he was a cigar novice. In fact, the old man's cigars are more than 300 years old. "It's okay to keep a memory."
"The Ueno family has such a little bloodline, and it is still in my hands." Chi Mujiu bured his head, got up and walked to the cart and squatted down, and began to pour the submarine robot that had corroded into scrap metal.
"His own mother took him to jump out of the mecha, why did it end up in your hands?" Dr. Hardy pulled out his pipe to load the cigar and slammed the dust on the artificial stone on the shore. The pipe was given to him by Chi Mujiu. "I said Xiao Jiu, when can you stop being so self-conscious?"
"Self-inflicted?" Chi Mujiu turned his head to look at him, and the dim light of a cigar was reflected in his eyes that were getting deeper and deeper in the night, like a cluster of meteors falling into the silent abyss. "Huh...... yes, a bit of a self-inflicted sentimentality. He turned his head down and turned the robot upside down. Which one of the Ueno families came out of the house who was not a self-inflicted amorous lord? Finding a son-in-law is no exception! You say that I am conscientious and have been fighting for decades to protect the tombstone of the Ueno family, can I not be sentimental? β
The robot's bones were dismantled, and there were lead-gray rust spots everywhere that had fallen off from the corrosion of the seawater. In every narrow space between the metals, there is a small rub of desiccant, which has condensed into pieces over time, which is what Dr. Hardy said.
Chi Mujiu took off the pocket towel of the suit and held it in the palm of his hand, and pulled off the rusted lumps between the metal gaps little by little, and gathered them in one place.
Accidentally using too much force, he picked out a marble-shaped part in a corner near the chip box, and said in his heart: "What kind of magic weapon is this old naughty boy pretending?" β
At first, Chi Mujiu thought it was the robot's eyes, or some other part, that they were in the wrong place. I picked it up and took a puff of the red-hot cigar and glanced at it, and found that it was a glass bead, with a small handful of black, yellow, black and yellow fluff curled up in the middle of the bead, curled and a little long.
Anyone with a little medical knowledge knows that this thing is likely to be the shaved hair on the top of the fetal head, commonly known as: fetal hair.
Chi Mujiu looked back to Dr. Hardy with questioning eyes, and happened to meet his old naughty smile in the dark, not denying it, nor inending to admit what it was.
"Don't think about cloning or anything. You know better than I do what you can clone from parts that have been exposed to cosmic rays. Dr. Hardy's smiling eyes looked very solid and invulnerable in the flickering light of the cigar. If I could clone, would I be able to go to great lengths to create an ideal person? β
"Is it possible to try harder in the future? I'll figure out how to spend the experiment or something. Chi Mujiu held the glass bead in the palm of his hand and tried to convince the doctor.
"Hey...... Xiao Jiu, when did you start to become as naΓ―ve as that person? You know, naivety comes at a price! Professor Hardy smiled as if he were saying that today's baked snails were delicious, and I couldn't guess what he meant in his words. He put Lauder and Yun Ge in together, isn't it over? β
If you can't do research, what are you doing with that handful of fetal hair?
In Chi Mujiu's half-narrowed eyes, there was a cold light of questioning. The doctor ignored it, smoking a cigar and singing his big play.
"I'm too old to wait for that day. Ah Yun likes that girl, you can count on it. The old man's sour eyes can be tasted in the ink-splashed night, and he smokes a yogurt-flavored cigar.
"Have you seen her?" Chi Mujiu solemnly put the glass beads and ashes together, tied two dead knots diagonally in the pocket towel, and packed them into the inner pocket of the suit.
"Hey...... Dr. Hardy smiled silly. How so? It's not Yun Ge who said it yet. β
"That's good." Chi Mujiu got up to leave, but didn't say where to go. "Please send the wreckage of the robot to the museum, and I'll be back in a few days."
He said he would come back in a few days, where could he go? Travel in space!
"Little Jiu!" The doctor who smoked a yogurt-flavored cigar shouted at Chi Mujiu behind him. "Why do you insist on proving that what happened here has something to do with the dead?"
Chi Mujiu turned around suddenly, his gentle and warm eyes suddenly turned cold into ice knives, and the tone of his voice was hard into titanium alloy. "Have you seen her?"
The professor shrugged, grabbed his cigar in his fingertips, and spread his hands, and the old naughty smiled back at him. "I haven't been to hell, I haven't seen a dead man. She kept herself at her most beautiful age, and she must not have wanted me to know what she was like now. If you're lucky enough to see it, don't tell me. β
The cigar fire on Chi Mujiu's fingertips suddenly burned into a red light, outlining his gentle and elegant face into a sculpture, which was very unkind from the doctor's point of view. The cigar burned to an end, and then the parabola fell from his fingertips into the dust, shooting stars through the darkness.
Chi Mujiu, who crushed the meteor with the sole of his shoe, strode away without looking back or giving Dr. Hardy any reply, leaving him and the robot wreckage staring at each other on the empty shore.
Sending away Chi Mujiu's back, Dr. Hardy sighed heavily, and the unfinished half of his cigar was wrenched on the artificial stone on the shore. He didn't quite get up and shoved the robot wreckage back to the museum.
Chi Mujiu drove the mecha to travel in space, and he didn't do anything else, he just cleaned the battlefield himself.
After the war, Governor Lu returned to Kunlun Star to visit relatives on the front foot, and he and Yun Ge lived in the Caribbean on the back foot, and when they took over as acting governor, the battlefield was not cleaned.
He didn't let the uncleaned mecha wreckage and space junk move, and Samir arranged for the Xuanyuan Sword fleet to guard it, and he went over to deal with it himself when he was free.
The battlefield is in ruins, and it is Samir who drives the mecha to pick up Chi Mujiu.
"Mr. Chi, the battlefield has been searched, and there is still no trace of Rose Castle......" Samir greeted Chi Mujiu, who came from another mecha, and gave a fake military salute very casually.
Chi Mujiu nodded to Samir, staggered her, and consciously went to the wine cabinet to turn over a bottle of rum, poured it one by one, and handed it to Samir with a few ice cubes. "It's okay, I'll just come out and stay for a few days. The affairs of the spaceport are complicated and stuffy. You don't have to be too stressed, just look for it if you can. If you don't go to court, you can't find it, and there's no need to create one. β
"Rose Castle has its own place of residence in Rose Castle. Instead of interceding with decades of inconclusion, how could he leave me with a handle at the turn of power? And......" He tapped his free fingers on the top of the bar and took a small sip of his glass. "The badge hanging on the mecha is a mirror image of the Rose Castle badge, not the original."
He did not shy away from telling Samir that he had been mediating with Fort Rose for decades.
Samir has always only recognized the orders of his superiors, and does not like to take care of other things, and listening to his words is a headache, and he does not want to ask. Just because the meaning of Chi Mujiu's words was too simple, she naturally blurted out the conclusion: "Inherit all of the Rose Castle, but don't recognize the Rose Castle, that can only be done by people who are very familiar with the Rose Castle." Could it be ......" She wanted to say Lauder's, but after thinking about it, she thought it was impossible, her ashes that had been irradiated by cosmic rays were buried in a cemetery on the outskirts of Nova, how could it be. Moreover, the relationship between Chi Mujiu and Lauder is well known in the Ten Swords of Beacon Fire, even if she has such a rebellious speculation, she will not say it to her face.
As soon as the conversation changed, Samir hurriedly looked left and right and said to him: "How did you find that badge?" β
Chi Mujiu hooked the corners of his lips indifferently, didn't give any evidence, and just said, "What you can see on the battlefield, won't I see it?" β
Embarrassed, Samir shrugged her shoulders and drained the rum that Chi Mu had handed her, and her face bubbled with blood, even though she didn't like to drink.
Also, Chi Mujiu, who has always only defended the back line, can't use the model of Yunge's front-line combat after the war to rehearse and reason and use it as a lesson plan, even if the mecha is not equipped with a military recorder, or the recorder is blown to ashes, he can do it. What is the matter of checking the insignia of enemy troops that have appeared on the battlefield?
However, none of this proves that this scuffle on pirate turf has anything to do with Lauder.
- This is what Chi Mujiu wants, and what he doesn't want.