Huo Chenyan didn't know what tests those people would do on Meow Meow, but he still told her a few words before leaving.

Of course, Marshal Huo wouldn't tell Meow Meow not to get into trouble.

Not only did he not tell him like this, but he was blunt about Meow.

"If they want to do anything to you, come to me directly, or just stick out your claws and scratch their faces like you normally would."

Chu Miaomiao was stunned when she heard this, what do you mean? Was she such a grumpy turned out to be?

"Did you hear me?" At the end, Huo Chenyan asked again.

Chu Miaomiao saw that he was very serious, and he didn't mean to joke at all, so she nodded stunned.

Others want to "plot against her", of course she knows what she is going to do! You don't have to teach this from the owner.

After all, she is a cat, not a soft persimmon.

"Let's go."

Marshal Huo has been wearing casual clothes during this time, and today he deliberately changed into a uniform.

Marshal Huo, who changed into a uniform, gave people the feeling that he was much colder again.

This uniform is also to remind those people in the scientific research institute what can be done and what should not be done.

Huo Chenyan was going to take her spirit beast to the scientific research institute for testing today, and many people got the news and waited early in the morning.

As a result, it was not until the afternoon that Marshal Huo and Meow Meow were late.

As soon as they arrived at the door, someone informed the people of the scientific research institute who advocated a "research" of the marshal's cat.

However, they also knew the marshal's temper, so they stood behind themselves and pushed Professor Song out.

In their opinion, the relationship between Song Zhao and Old Man Huo is extraordinary, and Marshal Huo also wants to give face to some extent.

"Uncle Song." Huo Chenyan nodded at the person standing at the front.

Standing next to Song Zhao was the person in charge of this test, Jiang Lao.

Jiang Lao is highly respected in the scientific research institute, and has always maintained a neutral attitude towards the use of spirit beasts in life research experiments.

"This is Jiang Lao." Song Zhao introduced.

"Elder Jiang." Huo Chenyan nodded at the other party.

It was an elder much older than Song Zhao, of course Huo Chenyan would not give him a cold face.

Jiang Lao pushed down the heavy glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked at Chu Miaomiao again, "This is the marshal's spirit beast?" ”

Jiang Lao's eyes are extremely unsuitable for surgery, so he has always worn glasses, which are already rare in modern times.

"Yes."

Huo Chenyan glanced at everyone in the hall, and most of their attention was on Chu Miaomiao.

"Marshal, please." Jiang Lao stretched out his hand and motioned for the guests to go first.

Huo Chenyan took two steps inside, and Jiang Lao walked beside him.

"Marshal, please rest assured, we will only conduct routine inspections of your spirit beasts, and I will watch them do this, if there is an unexpected situation, even if the marshal comes to me for trouble, I will be fully responsible."

Jiang Lao is highly respected, and it is already a big concession to be able to say such things.

Huo Chenyan snorted, but did not make a clear statement.

Song Zhao also understood Huo Chenyan's thoughts to some extent, and when Jiang Lao finished speaking, he proposed, "Jiang Lao, let Marshal Huo also watch from the side, otherwise he will not rest assured." ”

Jiang Lao looked at the scientific researchers who followed behind, thought about it carefully, and felt that this method was feasible.

"Okay, then Marshal Huo is watching from the sidelines."

The relationship between the scientific research institute and Marshal Huo is stiff, which is almost a matter that has been made public.

Huo Chenyan's image in front of the people of the empire is very good, which made the scientific research institute once a "villain" in the eyes of the people.

Therefore, Jiang Lao felt that it was necessary for the scientific research institute to shake hands with the marshal.

Otherwise, everything is in vain.