Romin was sitting in his office, working on various papers.

Without exception, these documents are all in cooperation and integration with the military industrial enterprises under the name of the great prince.

However, at this time, the door of his office was suddenly opened.

Romann frowned, generally speaking, when she was working, it was very annoying for someone to disturb her.

And those who have the courage to do such a thing can count them on their fingers.

"Imperial Sister-in-law......"

A voice came in from outside the door with a little debt.

I saw a young man in a fancy costume with a wanton smile on his face walking in.

The third prince of the empire, Meng Lian.

"What?" Romin just glanced at him, and continued to bow his head to deal with the business at hand.

"Imperial sister-in-law, you are so cold...... Meng Lian came to the sofa on the side unceremoniously, sat down, and crossed Erlang's legs.

"I should have told you not to bother me during my working hours......" Lomein's voice was full of coldness, and it was clear that he was not welcome.

"But how do you know that I'm not here to talk to you?" Meng Lian stood up and smiled.

"Huh?" Lorin raised his head and turned his gaze to him, "Looking for me?" Serious business? ”

"Yes......" Meng Lian smiled, "and this favor, only the imperial sister-in-law can help me......"

"I don't think that the three princes who are well-known in the whole empire will ask me for help with anything......

"Then how can it be done...... Meng Lian quickly denied, "Wouldn't it be very boring to use the privileges of the royal family for everything......"

"And what do you want?" Romin asked.

"I just want to borrow the royal sister-in-law's business, the most important thing......" Meng Lian smiled sheepishly.

"Speak clearly......" Luo Min still looked at him coldly.

"Oh, sister-in-law, if you say it so clearly, it won't mean anything......" Meng Lian smiled, "Leave a little mystery~"

"Don't say it?" The corners of Luo Min's mouth rose, "Then I'll send you off......."

Luo Min just raised his hand, ready to call his secretary in and take the honorable Royal Highness of the Third Prince out.

Before he could raise his hand, a hand was already pressed against Lomean's hand.

"Sister-in-law......" Meng Lian smiled, "I'm just kidding, why are you doing so seriously......."

Luo Min crossed his hands, the corners of his mouth rose, and looked at Meng Lian: "Then please say it......."

"That's the ......," Meng Lian said, "The research institute under my name is currently researching a batch of medicines, and I need a little help from my sister-in-law......

"What medicine?" Romin continued to ask.

"Trade secrets......." Meng Lian smiled, "The imperial sister-in-law doesn't even want to ask about this, does she?" ”

Luo Min stared at Meng Lian and did not speak for a long time.

However, this Meng Lian really has two brushes, and when Luo Min stared at him with such eyes, he was not timid for a long time, but the smile on his face was even more wanton.

This mental quality is really not covered.

"How do you want me to help?" Romin asked.

"It's a very simple thing...... "I just want 800 tons of psychedelic grass......"

Psychedelic grass, also known as hallucinogenic grass, is a drug that stimulates the central nervous system of the human body and produces excitement.

However, the hallucinogenic elements contained in this grass are very traceable, so if you take less than 300 grams, you will only feel slightly excited, and when the measurement reaches more than 800 grams, it will have obvious hallucinogenic effects.

In general, this drug, is the main material for doping commonly used on the battlefield.

However, it is not excluded that some criminals use this psychedelic grass to make stimulant psychotropic drugs.

The production of battlefield doping is strictly controlled, and there will be no problems, but the latter is difficult to say.

And Lome, just in case, only had such a little psychedelic grass left in his hand, and now Meng Lian wanted it all, which was hard not to make people wonder.

Romin was undecided, but this was all in Menglian's eyes.

"Imperial sister-in-law......" Meng Lian squinted at Luo Min, "You won't even refuse to help me with this little favor, will you......"

"Or ...... Are you still in touch with the Second Emperor Brother? ”

"What do you think?" Luo Min looked back at Meng Lian, "You should know that I am now merging the enterprise under my name with the military enterprise under the name of your eldest brother, and you just jumped out at this time, how can you let me rest assured?" ”

"Don't worry!" Meng Lian patted his chest, "I will never do anything that harms the dignity of the empire......"

Romin burst out laughing.

Your security is really lower than the credibility of a liar.

If you don't do anything damn with these dangerous drugs, I really don't believe it!

"I can give it to you, but I will tell your royal brother the truth......" Romin said.

"Please, ......," Meng Lian laughed.

Luo Min glanced at this guy, took out his notepad, tore a piece of paper, took out a pen and wrote a few lines on it, and then handed the paper to Meng Lian: "Go find my secretary, she will arrange it for you......"

"Okay, thank you for the imperial sister-in-law~" Meng Lian reached out and took the paper, laughed and made a gentleman's thank you to Luo Min.

Looking at Meng Lian's departing figure, Luo Min frowned, and then opened the terminal belonging to Meng Yu and reported the matter truthfully.

Meng Yu was silent for a long time after listening to this, and finally asked, "What do you think of ......?"

"There must be a problem here...... "Lorman replied, "first of all, when did he have a research room under his name, and how did I not know?" ”

"There are only a few research rooms in the whole empire, and the research rooms that have the ability to conduct research on psychedelic grass can be counted on your fingers, but none of them are ...... under the name of the Third Highness."

"Secondly, what does he want so much psychedelic grass for? Eight hundred tons of psychedelic grass, calculated according to the measurement of eight hundred grams, can be made into a large number of psychedelic drugs......"

Meng Yu asked rhetorically: "Do you suspect that my imperial brother is going to use this batch of drugs to make drugs?" ”

Romin bit her lip and didn't respond.

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