"Oh! What is it! It's a mech, an unfinished mech. Ah Fang shouted excitedly as if he had discovered a treasure.

"Be quiet, don't shout, people will think this house is a thief." Frankie Mill put his index finger to his lips and shook it.

"It's just that the materials are a little too clumsy, like a pile of broken copper and iron. But it can be seen that a lot of thought has been put into it, and the technical level is quite high, is this made by Sister Maria? It's really worthy of Sister Rada's younger sister, but I didn't expect Sister Maria to have such a comprehensive knowledge of mechanics, to make a whole mecha, it's not as simple as making professional accessories. Ah Fang's expression was serious, like a locomotive mechanic who had encountered a problem.

"What mech? Be quiet, quiet, and it's better not to attract the attention of your neighbors. I've never heard of what kind of mecha Maria makes. Franky Mill glanced at Fong.

"Come and see for yourself, I didn't lie to you, this is indeed a mecha, it's just not finished yet, do you think this pile of garbage?" With stubborn eyes, Afon stared at Frank Mire tightly.

Ah Fang's gaze made Frank Miir very uncomfortable, he really didn't think that Maria's home would have unfinished mechas.

Frankimir pursed his lips and walked over to Fong, wanting to see what it was that made the little girl scream.

In front of Ah Fang was a pile of machinery made of broken copper and iron. Judging from the overall structure of the machine, it really looks like a humanoid mecha, but the rusty appearance makes this mecha that is similar to the human body look a little vulgar and clumsy.

Franky Mill looked at the pair of machines puzzled, he had never heard of it, Maria knew the technology of making mechas, let alone when she studied mechanical engineering, she graduated from the authentic police academy, it is impossible to understand this knowledge, the KGB's professional training, although there is a lot of knowledge about mechanical repair, but those simple repair skills, are not enough to make a mecha.

But this is Maria's house, they can't go to the wrong door, and the photos on the desk and in the bookcase also show that this is indeed Mary's house.

Maria had no friends but herself, at least Frankimir thought. In Frankimir's opinion, if he is excluded, then no one else will return to Maria's house, let alone leave the unfinished mecha in Maria's house. But convincing Frankimir that Maria knows how to make mechs is completely impossible. He had been inseparable from Maria, he knew Maria very well, and he knew that Maria didn't even know as much about mechanical engineering as he did, so it couldn't have been Maria's creation.

But if it wasn't made by Maria, who could have made it?

Frankie Mill looked at the mecha in front of him in a daze, shocked that Maria still had such a hobby.

While both of them were concentrating on the mechs in the room, Frankimir heard what seemed to be footsteps outside the door.

True, Frank Mire quickly determined that someone was approaching here. The footsteps disappeared in front of the door, and someone stood right outside the door.

Frankimir immediately became nervous, he grabbed the placket of Ah Fang's clothes, and instantly blocked Ah Fang's mouth that was about to shout.

Frankimir picked up Fong and quickly hid behind the door, listening carefully to the movement outside.

Ah Fang, who quickly widened her eyes, also realized the existence of danger, she was a smart girl, and she immediately understood Franky Mire's intentions.

At this time, they heard the sound of the key inserting into the keyhole, and then the sound of the key turning in the keyhole.

The door slowly opened, and someone walked into the house, could it be that there were other people living here besides Maria. Or maybe this house has been targeted for a long time, and as soon as they entered the house, they were already discovered, and they came to arrest them at this moment.

Frankimir gently lowered Afon and pushed him behind him, preparing to launch a surprise attack on the people who walked into the room.

But Frankimir didn't see anyone come in, and it wasn't until Afong tugged Frankimir's trouser leg that he looked down and saw a girl walking slowly into the house.

The girl looked like she was only eleven or twelve years old, about the same height as Ah Fang, and since she was facing away from them, she couldn't see the girl's appearance.

I saw that the girl was carrying a small leather backpack on her shoulder, of course, it was for an adult, holding a strange device with a complex structure and extremely delicate in her hand, neither Frankimir nor Afon knew what it was used for.

It couldn't be Maria's daughter, and it couldn't be Maria's sister, Maria didn't have a daughter and no sister, that's the first thought in Frankiemir's mind.

Frankie Mill breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of the ghostly blonde girl in front of him, although he didn't know who this girl was, but a woman was by no means a vicious person, so he had nothing to worry about. Even Ah Fang's fear, in such an instant, suddenly cleared and dissipated.

Frankimir watched carefully for a moment, and as soon as a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, he asked in a deep voice to the girl who walked into the room, "Why are you here, why don't you go back to the commune?" ”

As soon as Frankimir finished speaking, he immediately reached out and closed the door.

The sudden voice of the voice startled the girl, she was 120,000 reserved, looking around, and immediately searched in the house, until she found Frankimir and Afon behind her, the girl's panicked expression gradually unfolded, and a trace of ruddy reappeared on her bloodless little face.

"Oh my God! You laughed at me, this is trespassing, why don't you knock on the door! The girl reproached in annoyance.

Frankimir didn't recognize the wrong person, the little girl in front of him was the one Frankimir met in the Cyborg Commune, and he left Betty in the bar near the "zoo" after that.

"Why are you here?" Frankimir asked, puzzled.

"I should ask you this question!" Betty pouted and nodded her head in agreement.

"Answer my question first." Franky Mill.

"What? Don't you feel guilty about throwing a lovely lady in the bar without paying attention? Betty asked rhetorically.

"Except for a small accident, an incredible accident." Frankie Mill didn't know how to explain it better.

"My mother said that a man's explanation is always accompanied by a lie." Betty said.

"Your mother is a biased person, and you tell me why you're here?" Frankie Mill asked again.

"Who is this? Was it also abducted by you? Betty didn't answer Frank Mill's question, but looked curiously at Afon behind him.

"Hello, my name is Ah Fang, and I am the youngest daughter of the Machine Emperor. It's a pleasure to meet you for the first time. Fong said and held out her little hand to Betty.

The two little girls greeted each other like adults, which made Frank Mire very puzzled, and he didn't know where the children of today learned this set.

"You're the daughter of the Machine Emperor?" Betty asked curiously.

"Yes, that's right, please advise." Ah Fang nodded confidently.

"So, you must know a lot about mechas, and you don't know it."

"I just know a thing or two."

"My mother was the first secretary of the Far Eastern Mechanical Party, and I also liked the knowledge of mechanical engineering."

"It's an honor!"

"It seems that we are all hard-working women, and we have such an unreliable man." Betty had a look of frustration on her face.

"I agree with you on this point." Ah Fang also nodded helplessly.

The two girls quickly found a common tacit understanding, but the obedience between them made Franky Mill feel more and more uncomfortable the more he listened, what is called an unreliable man on the stall.

Who is this talking about? And himself? He's obviously not that kind of man, these two girls are really not fuel-efficient lamps.

"By the way, I'm building a mech, maybe you can give me some advice." Betty put down the backpack on her shoulder and the strange tool in her hand.

"You're building mechs?" Fong turned his gaze to the unfinished mecha.

"Yes, it's just not finished yet, I think it will take about a month or two to learn." Betty nodded.

"You mean that pile of broken copper?" Frankie Mill asked abruptly.

He also remembered what he had just seen, the unfinished half-finished mecha, so the mecha was not from Maria's hand, but something made by this Betty, this little girl is really amazing, quite a little talent.

Unfortunately, there doesn't seem to be anyone planning to deal with Frankimir. Afong and Betty held hands and walked towards the unfinished mech. Completely treated Vranikimir as if he were the air in the room, as if he didn't exist at all.

"I don't think this guy is bad, what are you going to make it look like?" Ah Fang asked as he tapped on the mecha.

"I haven't thought about it yet, but the current problem is mainly that the materials are not easy to find, and it is really difficult to find satisfactory materials in this place." Betty said with a sigh.

"Are you going to make it fully automatic? Have you ever tested what it looks like? Fong continued.

"Well, I have such a plan, but the integrated circuit board, you can't get it anywhere, I want to make it into a cat, or a panda, a red panda can also be, I think these shapes are very good." Betty replied.

"That's a great idea, but if it's a cat or bear, it's hard to keep your mech feet calm, so maybe you should opt for quadruped mode. I guess maybe I can help you out, and we can get it done together. Ah Fang said.

"I'm going to go head and add a weight balancer so that I can balance my feet. If you're willing to help me, we'll be able to get it done soon. Betty clapped her hands happily.

"Wouldn't that look a little unnatural, but it would require a big box or something like that, and I think it might affect the overall aesthetics." Ah Fang said with a serious expression.

"No, I've already done it, I can make it into a school bag, or other decorations, so that there is nothing indecent."

Next, the discussion about the technical level gradually evolved into two girls, gushing about each other's compliments, which made Frank Miir, who was standing far away, a little unbearable. (To be continued.) )