Zhuang Yan lowered his head and smiled: "You are like a guarantor, losing your reputation to do things for others." The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info is really loyal. He believed that Richelieu would not harm him, and he had no doubt about the girl's character. At this point, I didn't expect to ask, so I got up to leave.

Unexpectedly, Richelieu reached out from the quilt, pinched his shirt, tilted his head to look at him, and blushed: "I can't answer what you want to ask." Would it be good to tell you my story? ”

Richelieu's voice was small, almost pouting, and Sakura's lips were pale, but not ashamed. Although embarrassed, his eyes were staring at Zhuang Yan with shame, as if he was spurring himself to compensate for his curiosity, his eyes flickered left and right on him, as if he had not blinked, and his eyelashes were hanging low like a small fan, as if he wanted to cover his blue eyes from him.

Zhuang Yan didn't squeak, stopped obediently, sat down and picked up the half-peeled mango, lowered his head and peeled it: "You say." ”

Richelieu's hand retracted into the quilt, hugged it to his chest to warm it, and said softly, "Let me tell you the origin of the battle queen......

Zhuang Yan was startled again, and the mango almost fell. He was repeatedly intimidated by Richelieu today, only to feel that the fawn was bumping around, raised his index finger to stop her, and glanced at the camera in the corner and said, "I'll go and take care of that one first." ”

Richelieu looked down and sneered, teasing him, "You're as cautious as a raccoon with anxiety." The Silent One shares my right to make decisions on the spot, and will naturally include my information in an encrypted file. You don't have to worry about that. ”

Zhuang Yan was as amazed as a vegetable farmer entering the city. He has always been in awe of the omniscient and omnipresent silent one, and he does not dare to talk nonsense when he is stared at by the camera, lest he be invited to tea. But Richelieu was free and free, and the pervasive silencer was like a domestic slave in her eyes. This kind of open and free treatment gives Zhuang Yan a sense of honor for the chicken dog to ascend to heaven.

Richelieu whispered, "I think I'm the only one who has been inspired out of so many battle concubines." Zhuang Yan, haven't you always wanted to dig out the reason why Zhan Ji was born? Now you are close to the truth. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden sound of the air valve, and the rehabilitation hatch ten meters away was closed with a jet, the steel valve fell, and the hatch was locked; The orange light came from the doorway.

Zhuang Yan subconsciously pinched the mango, making sure that he would not be frightened and his hand slipped, so he looked back in horror. Green equals traffic, red equals forbidden traffic, and orange only appears in one case: the interval is encrypted with Class A, the electromagnetic barrier is opened, and the eavesdropping device cannot even spy on a word.

Richelieu bit her lip and stared at Zhuang Yan, looking at him curiously: "Why are you so surprised?" The Silent One sensed our conversation, and encrypted the pod. Is it the first time you've met? ”

Zhuang Yan shouted in his heart, bah, I always thought that the existence of the level of the silent person would never appear in front of me in this life! If this sensitive institution intersects with me, Bacheng is my death date, how can you Bai Fumei understand the difficulties of the people, it's terrifying! Bastard!

But he pretended to be calm on the surface, but glanced at Richelieu with disdain, and said "oh" lightly, although the calves in the trousers were still trembling, he still continued to peel the skin quietly, indicating that Lao Tzu had seen a lot of this face, and it was not worth mentioning.

Richelieu tried to take his attention off the sweet mango, re-chose the words and sentences, and when he considered the wording, his eyes glanced at the mango every now and then: "You put forward six hypotheses, the most outrageous of which caused a small sensation, and finally attracted the attention of the maritime security organization, and after review, you were killed, and then you ran into a wall everywhere and fell into a four-year trough until you were recruited by Song Dan." ”

Zhuang Yan's heart was cold, like a spoonful of ice cream being scooped up. He looked up blankly, and was actually seen by Richelieu with a vicissitudes of life: "Have you seen my file?" ”

Richelieu looked at him sympathetically and asked softly, "Do you remember that idea?" ”

Zhuang Yan remembered the hearing that was more painful than colonoscopy, Chrysanthemum tightened, refused to think about it, lowered her head and peeled the mango skin, and said perfunctorily: "I didn't explain the two major conservations, but changed the argument: Zhan Ji was born to know; There is no evolutionary chain of reflexes left over from the body; There is a suspicion of artificial intelligence. So there may be creators. I deduce that Earth has been noticed by a transcendent civilization. And the war queen is an artifact of a higher civilization. But it was dismissed. I say that the earth is like a cricket jar, which is being carefully observed and teased by tall extraterrestrial civilizations. They can't accept it. ”

Richelieu was nervous, lying down unsteadily, trying to sit up, leaning on the cold steel frame bed, pulling the quilt to his face to cover his chin, revealing his eyes that wanted to say goodbye, staring at Zhuang Yan faintly: "Do you know what you are doing wrong?" ”

Zhuang Yan looked up blankly.

Richelieu replied softly, "You are too bold. ”

Zhuang Yan is like sitting on pins and needles. He felt that there was no point in discussing this, and frowned in protest: "Didn't you tell your story? How did it get to my head? ”

"Because you guessed right. It's just that you were so weak that you were almost burned at the stake like Copernicus. Li Seliu watched Zhuang Yan's blood pressure rise steadily, saw that his face was flushed layer by layer, he twisted his eyebrows like a thug of a debt collection company, his angry eyes were crooked, and he poked her laughter inexplicably, and suddenly snorted, lowered his head and smiled - obviously he didn't dare to be noticed by him, but he couldn't hold back his laughter, and he couldn't hold back his face, and he couldn't bear to blush and panting. Glancing at him, I saw that he was glaring at himself as if he was going to choose someone to eat, and he felt even more funny, and his laughter was about to come out like a sneeze, and his eyes were closed and his shoulders trembled, and the pleasant laughter was still sprinkled in pieces, like a thin coke foam flying out of his fingers.

"Don't hold back, laugh. Don't refrain from restraint. Zhuang Yan said gloomily.

Richelieu looked up at him, covered his lips with the back of his hand and smiled wildly, his blond hair fell on his face and chest, and tears flowed down his cheeks: "You are smart and bold, and you don't worry about whether quality is conserved or not, and you start anew, and you can deduce the outline of the truth with a little detail." There is no shortage of people like you in the world who will threaten the safety of angels. Don't be angry, I'm praising you, I'm praising you! ”

Zhuang Yan had a gloomy face, biting his lower lip and not speaking, staring at Richelieu combing his hair and bowing his head without smiling, he said dryly: "You wait and see, when I catch your liver and intestines, I can always catch you." ”

Richelieu coughed and stopped laughing, his thin lips pursed into a line reservedly, still smiling, looking at his eyes shining: "Hai'an's hypothesis to kill you is imperative." But it also makes the host aware of your potential. Under the heavy screening, your conditions and her requirements match one by one, as if made in heaven. After utter despair of human commonality, she can only hope that individual randomness will bring her a miracle. So she decided to give you justice. ”

"So, the superiors knew about Michael's existence? What does your so-called 'Catholic faith' mean in the eyes of the higher levels is very different from what mortals understand? "Zhuang Yan is very sensitive.

Richelieu stared at Zhuang Yan's quick-peeled mango and said, "Yes." ”

"Who is she?" Zhuang Yan carefully picked off the last star skin of the mango, the golden flesh looked rough, but it was actually smooth and sweet.

Richelieu sat up straight, tried to be well-behaved, and told him seriously: "She is the executor of justice, the creator of the war queen, and the archangel at the forefront of the Ninth Prime Force, hey, you ......"

Richelieu stopped abruptly halfway through his speech when he suddenly bit his finger. She opened her eyes wide and saw Zhuang Yan calmly bring the golden and attractive mango to her lips, and took a very full bite, the juice flowed sideways, and the fragrance overflowed.

Richelieu stared sadly, bit his four fingers with grief and restraint, stopped speaking for a while, and watched Zhuang Yan bite the mango intently. When she was distracted, the autumn waves were faint, and she was as sad as she was looking at her boyfriend who was snatched away by the fox spirit and abandoned her.

When Zhuang Yan was feasting, he asked her in confusion: "Why didn't you say it?" ”

"Huh? Oooh! Richelieu came back to his senses, pulled his hand out of his mouth in a panic, and said with his mouth open, "Where did I go?" By the way, Michael's full name is Michael Phil. Phil is a title...... Did you peel it for yourself? She didn't say a few words and then lost her mind, and asked with a blank face.

Zhuang Yan glanced at the mango and asked, "Do you want to eat it?" ”

Richelieu nodded vigorously: "Yes." ”

Zhuang Yan muttered: "I have bitten it." He looked forward to it, took it again, looked up and said to Richelieu, "I'll peel it for you again, you go on." ”

Richelieu was patient, and he couldn't wait to tell the whole story: "Mistress Michael is ......"