Zhuang Yan remembered the three laws of robots, and vaguely guessed what the "three laws" written by Michael were, his face was unbearable, and he was even more pity, so he didn't ask interestingly, and the conversation changed again:

"So you're the only one who got the revelation?"

"The reasons don't stop there. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBecause Mistress Michael is very picky. Among the uninspired war princesses, I am the only one who resembles what she expects, looking pure white and simple, and her heart is not worried, so I meet the conditions. Second, because the country I serve in is this republic. Richelieu relaxed and said almost nothing.

"Geography-related?"

"Unlocking the Warrior Queens of other countries will make the Satans realize that the Warrior Queens are not as independent as they seem, and thus pose a personal threat to all the Warrior Queens." Richelieu held the mango, gently pulled Zhuang Yan to sit on the edge of the bed, leaned over and whispered: "In this world, only this national security is left." ”

Zhuang Yan's heart suddenly tightened.

What does this mean?

Satan?

Satans?!

Only this national security is left?!

Damn, the world has fallen to the devil? Why don't I know anything about it?

Zhuang Yan struggled to speak, but Richelieu patted him lightly, signaling him to be honest, and then held the mango from afar, lying softly on his shoulder, his chest was imprinted on his arm, and the warm fragrance and heat sprayed gently in his ears: "Faith has lost to currency." So Mistress Michael lost to Satan. I'll tell you quietly, I'll just tell you: the East is the last battle. Shhhh ”

Zhuang Yan's head was about to explode again, his blood pressure soared, his hormones were spurting, and his brain was spinning fast, but he was thinking nonsense, not constructive at all, he was intoxicated by the warm fragrance of nephrite, and when he got up to think about business, he was dizzy by "This is the only country left in this world".

The most unacceptable thing for him is: if the master-slave relationship between Richelieu and Michael is exposed, will it endanger the personal safety of the other war concubines?

These charismatic humanoid weapons are about to conquer the global audience as idols, who can afford to endanger their personal safety? Just kidding, when these girls are fully armed, the firepower is about to catch up with the battleship, what assassin dares to argue with them?

Zhuang Yan turned his head and glanced at Richelieu, he saw that the goddess was speaking cautiously, her tone was solemn and rigid, and she was really cautious. He couldn't help but believe it.

He's going crazy. It's not that he burned his mind with lust, but the reversal of the three views made him eager to be curious and wanted to know the whole truth, so he couldn't wait to shake Richelieu's shoulder and force her to confess.

But that's not possible.

Zhuang Yan patiently itched his head, and said to Richelieu seriously: "You vouch for me, please be sure to arrange for me to meet the Michael in your mouth once." I have something to ask her. ”

Richelieu leaned weakly on his shoulder and bowed his head sadly: "She has been missing for forty-three days. The reason why I was so happy when I found you was that I thought that following the arrangement left by Mistress Michael would lead to an unexpected turnaround. However, it is not as easy as I thought. ”

"Missing?!" Zhuang Yan shouted, turned his head to look at her sharply, only to see the flutter of her eyelashes when she lowered her head, and couldn't see her expression.

Richelieu held the mango in both hands, no appetite, and asked carefully: "If she hadn't lost contact, how could she not come to my rescue when my life was hanging by a thread." ”

Zhuang Yan frowned and counted carefully, raised his head and remembered in horror that forty-three days ago, it was the night when the Angry Phoenix first lifted off, and the mysterious woman rescued VV in outer space.

If the wonderful woman who helped the wreckage of the Angry Phoenix ignite the flames and escape from the nuclear cover is Michael, then everything will be in order. VV is a combat tool created by her own hands, and she is serving in the East, there is no reason for her to stand idly by.

But after that day, Michael lost contact, which is too much of a coincidence. But it also explains why Richelieu came to the base to find him. Zhuang Yan originally thought that Richelieu appeared to set up the arrogant and deadly lieutenant. I didn't expect him to have a part in it.

Richelieu suddenly put the mango in his hand back on the fruit plate, wiped his palms with a tissue with a lonely face, and said in despair: "After Lord Michael lost contact, the staff officers became more and more cold to me. I don't know what the Western world has become, I don't know what Mistress Michael has planned, she is so silent, I don't know what to do next. ”

She looked up blankly, her eyes were pink, she looked at Zhuang Yan weakly, and suddenly muttered, "I only have you left." I really want to be friends with you, to take a closer look at your gestures, to learn your words and conversations, to figure out why Michael chose you in the first place, and why she had you in her plans. ”

Richelieu was hazy with tears, said aggrievedly, and saw that he was about to roll down tears, Zhuang Yan couldn't help but reach out and strangle her shoulder, and lowered his head to rub her face with his fingers: "Who said it's not a friend, did I dislike you, what are you crying about." You, a fairy-like girl, want to be friends with you all day long, and the people who want to chase you can be stuffed with a reinforced company, and I can't wait to be the company commander. It's obviously a goddess, what are you crying about? ”

Richelieu was wiped away from his tears, sat up straight and rubbed his eyes, lowered his head to wipe away his tears, and asked him with red eyes, "What is a goddess?" I said, I'm just a tool. ”

Zhuang Yan was stunned, scratched his face, and seriously defined the word goddess: "A goddess is a person who is good-looking, has a good heart, and is willing to believe in others and herself." A goddess is someone who everyone wants to chase, but no one can chase. ”

Richelieu frowned for a moment, then frowned slightly, looked at Zhuang Yan curiously, and tilted his head in confusion: "Are you flirting with me?" If you're going to flirt, I'm going to ask Victorio because you're her boyfriend. ”

Zhuang Yan's eyes fell, his buttocks moved a foot away, and his soul flew away and waved his hands: "No! This is a note at most, how is it flirting? No! You've gone too far, you've gone too far! I'm comforting you! He looked at the stunned Richelieu with a pale face and shouted, "Don't tell Veneto!" ”

Richelieu was frightened, stammered, and innocently muttered, "Isn't it?" I can't tell. Just tell me, and if I'm not sure, I'll be tempted to ask you. ”

Zhuang Yan lowered his head and wiped his sweat, not daring to look directly at this stupid girl: "Anyway, don't ask Veneto!" ”

"If you want to keep it a secret from Vitoleo, it's flirting." Richelieu carefully analyzed it for him, and whipped in: "If it's flirting, then you're splitting legs, so I should tell Veneto." ”

"She's come to a terrible conclusion! Her thoughts suddenly became unusually clear in the most important place! Zhuang Yan looked up sluggishly, opened his mouth and thought in horror, "VV has already treated you as a rival, you still treat her as a best friend, wake up, Richelieu!" You're going to sue! You sued me for splitting your legs! You goblin, you have no friends if you go on like this! Who the is friends with you, let me die far away! ”

Zhuang Yan clicked his mouth dryly, stretched out his hand and stammered to persuade, trying to save: "You, you listen to me, why should the silent person keep it secret, it's because these conversations can only be the secret of the two of us, right." So you can't say to Veneto that this is the will of the Fatherland, this is the position of the silent, this is the need of the overall situation, this is the principle of secrecy. ”

Zhuang Yan crackled and flickered, and his eyes were full of gold stars when he said it.

Richelieu bit his lip and stared at him, thinking thoughtfully for a while, but he went around and nodded thoughtfully: "It seems to be." Well, I'm not going to tell her. ”

Zhuang Yan escaped death, sweating through his vest and wheezing like a summer dog.