Bai Fei returned to the visitation room with slightly angry steps, and shook his head helplessly at Fang Shi and Ye Zhiqiu.

Fang Shi didn't feel anything, since Senior Sister Ye Zhiqiu was sure to help him get rid of his crimes, then he could be regarded as at ease, as for staying in this detention center for a few more days, it was an insignificant matter, and it didn't have much impact on him, but the work of the Second Research Institute and the courses of Qinyuan Academy were probably going to be delayed for some time.

Ten minutes later, Ye Zhiqiu and Bai Fei left the Chengnan Detention Center. Fang Shi was sent to the small room in Area C, although the small room was a little empty and cold, but at this time Fang Shi was completely different from before, his heart had warm sunshine, and the road ahead seemed to be open again, bright and bright.

Back in the small room, Fang Shi's first thing was to sleep comfortably, in the Chengnan Police Station and the detention center for the past two days, he barely slept for a while, at most only a shallow squint, now things can finally be put down with peace of mind, the fatigue in the body seems to have swept up in an instant, and even the eyelids began to fight unconsciously,

"I can finally sleep peacefully!"

Fang Shi took a deep breath, endured the slight pain at the wound and lay down, closed his eyes, and fell asleep with a slight smile.

After Ye Zhiqiu returned to the Snow Company, he went straight to the No. 2 Research Laboratory of the Second Research Institute. Research Lab 2 is a little deserted, and the large space is barely human. Ye Zhiqiu walked quickly to the office of the teacher Huang Shujian, knocked on the door twice, and then directly pushed the door and walked in.

Huang Shujian's face was a little haggard, and he was concentrating on watching the fast-flowing data in the light screen, and there were not all kinds of instructions in his hands.

Ye Zhiqiu did not disturb the old man's work, but sat down on the chair on the side and waited quietly.

After more than ten minutes, the old man seemed to have finished his work, the movements in his hands slowed down slightly, looked at Ye Zhiqiu, who was waiting quietly, and asked, "Zhiqiu, how is it?" Any news of ashlar? ”

Ye Zhiqiu nodded and replied softly: "Not long ago, I had already met with my junior brother, and now I am in the Chengnan Detention Center, and my condition is not very good. ”

"Not so good?" The old man's silver-white eyebrows were slightly raised, and his face changed slightly.

Ye Zhiqiu hummed lightly and said, "I'm a little injured." ”

"How can it hurt?" The old man's seemingly cloudy eyes immediately flashed a cold light, paused, and continued to ask, "How is the injury?" ”

"The injury is not a big deal for the time being, it is a flesh injury, the teacher doesn't have to worry too much, as for how he was injured, it is probably related to the person who plotted against the little junior brother behind him." Ye Zhiqiu replied.

"Really? Can you figure things out? There was a hint of anger in the old man's tone, as a mecha designer, he had put all his thoughts on mecha design, but he didn't expect that anyone would dare to put his black hand on the head of his second group, which was absolutely not allowed.

Ye Zhiqiu nodded and said: "The matter has been basically figured out, and there is a good chance that it is the Ning family, the head of the four big families in Snowflake City. A few days ago, in order to protect the friend who had a conflict with Ning Weiwei, the eldest lady of the Ning family, the little junior brother slapped Ning Weiwei ......"

After talking about five points, Ye Zhiqiu's story is roughly finished.

The old man listened quietly, his brows were already slightly furrowed, from Ye Zhiqiu's description, he could be regarded as having a cognition of Fang Shi's series of things in the past two days, and when Ye Zhiqiu finished speaking, he snorted lightly and said angrily: "If you say so, it is really the Ning family who is making trouble behind." The courage is not small, a small snowflake city Ning family even dares to calculate the people in my second group, and the tiger is really a sick cat if he is not powerful. ”

"Teacher, don't be angry, be careful of your body, it's really not worth it for the sake of the Ning family." Ye Zhiqiu hurriedly comforted, this teacher Huang Shujian was already old and could have retired early, but for the sake of this second group and the seventh generation of the empire, he was still fighting on the front line of research and design.

The old man snorted lightly again, his anger subsided slightly, and said, "Zhiqiu, you tell me the specific details of the matter. ”

"Yes, Teacher."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, and began to talk about the details again.

Half an hour later, Ye Zhiqiu slowly walked out of the old man Huang Shujian's office.

In the office, Huang Shujian's slightly wrinkled cheeks still had a hint of anger, which seemed to be faint, but it was clearly visible.

The old man touched his chin with one hand, and his still bright eyes flickered faintly from time to time. This state lasted for more than ten minutes before he slowly put down the hand supporting his chin, and then took out a black palm-sized Tianxun, and then gently pressed the numbers one by one. The number is a bit strange, and there is a series of numbers more than the ordinary Tianxun number.

After pressing the number, the old man paused, exhaled lightly, and then pressed the dial button.

"Toot, toot, toot......"

It took five consecutive rings on the other end of Tianxun to connect, "Hey, uncle?" ”

The voice is calm and powerful, and it also reveals a faint warmth.

"It's me, Runshan." The old man replied in a calm tone.

In the corner of the foothills of the Parliament Hill, which marked the highest power organ of the empire, in a room similar to a study in a white building, a middle-aged man of about fifty years old was holding the heavenly news to his ear, and his solemn expression was slightly surprised. The middle-aged man is the Runshan in Huang Shujian's mouth, his full name is Huang Runshan, the most powerful man in the Star Luo Empire, there is no one, behind him is the royal family that once ruled the hereditary imperial system of the entire Star Luo Star Domain. Although the current Star Luo Empire has come out of the hereditary imperial system of the family and entered the democratic parliamentary system, under various complex factors, the Huang family, the former royal family and the current head of the five major families, still controls the lifeblood of the entire Star Luo Empire, and they are still the rulers of the high, but now they have changed their faces, abandoned the high-sounding title of "bixia", and replaced them with a more democratic name - the dean.

When he saw the familiar and unfamiliar number on Tianxun, Huang Runshan was indeed very surprised, he knew that the owner of this number room, the brother of the old father, was once expected to compete with his father for the heir of the empire, but it was a pity that the uncle seemed to be born with the politics of open and secret fighting, but preferred to put his blood into the mecha that attracted the attention of the people, he was once an excellent pilot in the empire, and now he is one of the most professional mecha designers in the empire. To a certain extent, the fact that he can now sit on the highest power seat in this empire has something to do with this little tree's voluntary abandonment.

(PS: Friday and Saturday are really busy, and only one chapter has been updated.) Next week, the stone strives for three more every day, I hope everyone will not abandon or give up, and the small stone will work hard, work hard, and work hard!! Thank you so much!! ）