247 Oh! It's them shaking!
"Prisoner?" Zhuang Yan slowly turned his head and repeated vigorously. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ info Far from being shocked, he was solemn and solemn, as if Richelieu's warning was exactly what he had in mind.
"Yes, prisoner. I heard that androids were once enemies of the Seraph, so they have a built-in psionic substance decay monitoring system that can warn the whereabouts of prisoners within a radius of one meter. Richelieu slowly passed down the hallway, his fingers sliding across the wall: "Your room has a trace of decay. This means that for three hours, the prisoner stopped here. β
"Can the battle queen detect the whereabouts of a prisoner within a meter?" Zhuang Yan woke up like a dream. He felt sorry for Richelieu and replaced the "artificial man" with "War Queen".
"Yes, one meter. In war, a one-meter warning means surviving. That's why Mistress Michael wants to create a war queen - she realizes that she can't resist the prisoner on her own. So she must risk re-massing dangerous combat C-Fe units and rely on us to fight the prisoners head-on. Richelieu's blue eyes drooped, and his eyelids seemed to be unable to lift: "I told you, our essence is a C-Fe combat unit, in your words, a combat android. It's still the kind that will rebel. β
Zhuang Yan thought of the proud VV, if anyone dared to dictate to her as a "creator", the possibility of VV choosing to seek a dynasty and usurp the throne is really great.
"Actually, I'm relieved." Zhuang Yan walked over gently, trying to comfort her, trying to divert her attention: "First, you have a natural sense of detection of prisoners, which makes my heart feel much more steady. When I figured out that there were prisoners lurking in the base, my primary concern was your safety. β
"You should worry about yourself. I can lift up to two hundred tons, and my nanoship is stored in the D-tier arsenal, so the battle queen is a tricky opponent for the prisoner. But human beings, too fragile. Prisoners can murder humans in 10,000 ways. Richelieu became nervous, pushed Zhuang Yan staggered backwards, and warned earnestly: "The prisoner can stretch into a flowing film of two hundred square meters, ambush in the passage, when you pass by, you will find that the whole space suddenly peels off and wraps you, you are like a struggling cocoon, more like an ant dripping with glue, suffocating under the film, slowly dying, like a blue amber." β
Zhuang Yan frowned and said, "I know, don't push me." β
Richelieu threw his blonde hair behind his head, pushed Zhuang Yan on the bed with trepidation, then knelt down on one knee and sat down, continuing to popularize science: "Or it will stretch into a slender roundworm thousands of meters long, burrow through any hole in your body, and then swim between your tendons, in your peritoneum, in your organs, and under your skin, and you can lift your clothes, and you can even see the terrifying nematode spelling all kinds of letters under your belly - or draw a "sunflower" under your skin." Richelieu worriedly threatened him, trying to get his attention: "I have looked at the archives and there really are such victims. β
When Zhuang Yan heard "drill into from any hole", he subconsciously pressed his buttocks and said, "But the prisoner didn't kill me." He was obviously aware of the sensitivity of the Qifeng base, and he didn't want my death to change some of the established policies and deployments. β
Richelieu stared at Zhuang Yan solemnly, and gently patted his face with his cold hand: "In short, I hope you calm down and discuss with me before doing things." VV is gone, I have to protect you, you can't quarrel with me, you know? β
"Know...... I know ......" Zhuang Yan felt weird, there was a feeling of being seduced, he always felt that Richelieu's IQ was only the part of being fooled, and when did he expand the function of fooling people: "I didn't quarrel with you either......"
Richelieu walked step by step: "So I decided to check the evidence left by the prisoners. I've already read the letter, and it's really to the point where it's fake, and then I should look at something else......" She blushed, pushed Zhuang Yan with one finger, and then walked to the table and sat down, turned on the computer confidently, and watched the video curiously and nervously.
"Who are you scolding the big bad wolf? The fierceness of the mouth is not the same! Zhuang Yan shouted, "Don't look, you go out!" β
Richelieu turned around and said seriously, "Hey, we're all adults, aren't we?" So please don't be so naΓ―ve, cooperate and look at the problem with a critical eye! You see, you already know that this is the work of the prisoners, and you won't allow yourself to miss even the slightest clue out of shame, right? β
Zhuang Yan said sincerely: "I won't miss any clues." I've checked. He swallowed his saliva and added, "Many times." β
Richelieu looked at him in silence for a moment, then said, "I don't believe you. I'm going to see for myself. Blushing, he turned his head to turn on the computer.
"It's an excuse! It's an excuse! You just want to see Song Dan's messy appearance! Zhuang Yan saw through Richelieu's curiosity at a glance and ruthlessly exposed: "You have learned Richelieu badly!" Michael didn't teach you to lie! β
"Not really! Hmph, the big bad wolf will be cranky, in my eyes, their bodies are like Jesus and Mary, just a broken work left by God. My realm is different from yours...... O Jesus Christ! Madonna! Richelieu denied it in a frenzy, and as soon as he pressed play, he covered his eyes in fright and screamed.
Zhuang Yan sneered in the back: "Curiosity kills cats." You don't listen to the warnings. β
Richelieu's face turned red, and after a while, he couldn't help but be curious, moved his finger to peep, but he didn't understand, and gradually frowned and looked closely, biting his finger and asking, "Why is the screen always shaking?" β
Zhuang Yan was just about to open his mouth to answer, but Richelieu recklessly shouted: "Oh! It's them shaking! - What are they shaking? β
Zhuang Yan suddenly rose up and was asked by the child, "Dad, how did I give birth?" I thought about it for a long time, and replied irresponsibly: "Because the exercise in bed is the same as swinging, and you will not be happy if you don't shake." β
Richelieu suddenly saw something terrible, slipped back two inches as if he was burned, frowned and covered his lips and said, "Ah, it's so hard...... Oh! Won't you strain ligaments? "It's attentive and breathtaking.
Zhuang Yan didn't know what she saw at first glance, and she wanted to observe it, but when she couldn't bear it, Richelieu said "oops" again, leaned closer to look at the screen, and asked curiously: "What does it mean to write on your legs?" β
Zhuang Yan immediately knew that the video was coming to an end, and replied lazily: "Drawing orthography is a way to count." β
Then he heard Richelieu stretch out his hand and start counting: "One, two, three, four...... and he exclaimed, "Six times, fool!" A straight word represents five! β
Richelieu suddenly realized, clapped his hands and laughed: "Oh, that's right! He turned around and exclaimed, "Six times what?" β
Zhuang Yan stood up and walked over, stretched out his hand to touch Richelieu's blonde hair, looked at her interested eyes, and said seriously: "Child, you will know when you grow up." β
Richelieu nodded confusedly, turned his head to look at the screen again, and said in surprise: "Ah, no...... It's so short. She looked for the replay button everywhere, moved the mouse for a long time to find the replay, clicked "click", pulled Zhuang Yan's clothes and said, "Where did you see the clue?" I think this person looks like Song Dan, and if it were me, I would never be able to tell the difference-tell me. β
Zhuang Yan bent down and said, "You wait, it's still a little behind." He saw that Richelieu was so naΓ―ve that he only regarded this as a "goblin fight", and he couldn't make a fuss, so he had to spur himself to pretend to be calm, restrain his agitated mood, and try to frown and stare at the screen. He knew that Richelieu must be watching with wide eyes and curiosity, just like a child who went to the zoo for the first time and watched a panda eat bamboo for the first time. But he himself is a big dirty master, and he has long spread the wings of his imagination and began to fly. As soon as he remembered that he was watching the small movie "Song Dan" side by side with Richelieu, he couldn't help but feel fluttering, feeling that half of his body was crispy and half cooked, in short, it was not his own.
Suddenly, Richelieu pushed him hard: "Big bad wolf, you are in a daze!" Look, look, where is the scar you are talking about? (To be continued.) )