Tang Lang was surprised by the simplicity of Scarlett's home.
An ordinary community, an ordinary apartment building, an ordinary 120 square meters, does not have the level that a senior scientific researcher or a big star should have.
"This is an apartment building collectively purchased by my father's scientific research institute. He likes the atmosphere here." Scarlett explained to Tang Lang when she took Tang Lang into a community that was a bit old compared to those high-end communities.
Tang Lang shook his head.
Under Scarlett's slightly surprised gaze, she sighed: "This is the taste of home!"
It may be difficult for people who have never experienced leaving home to understand what home is.
And Tang Lang, who has been away from home for thousands of years, understands very well.
Home doesn't need to be splendid or beautiful, you just need to know that when you come here, there is someone waiting for you in the window with dim light.
When parents are there, home is there.
Your parents have traveled far away, and you are just an orphan in this life.
To be honest, Tang Lang, who rarely had such emotions, suddenly felt envious of Scarlett standing next to him. Her home was right here.
But what about his home! From now on, it is destined to only be in his heart.
Scarlett's father was very different from what Scarlett described. After Tang Lang, who had always been fearless, entered the door timidly, he gave Tang Lang great enthusiasm. There was nothing rigid or harsh, just like
I feel so happy to see a motivated student.
Tang Lang, thanks to two months of hard study at Qingyu Military Academy and what he saw in the Edward Advanced Laboratory, has his own unique insights into the theory and practice of machine mechanics, even if the middle-aged man inadvertently raised questions
, were still able to cope with it with ease. This made the middle-aged man look at Tang Lang a little more changed again.
This made Scarlett a little surprised, and at the same time she felt unreasonably happy, or in other words, proud.
As for what she is proud of, perhaps only she herself knows.
All this ended when the middle-aged man asked to have a private chat with Tang Lang.
After making tea for the two of them, Scarlett gave Tang Lang a look similar to "come on", exited the study, and closed the door that was enough to block out all sounds.
Tang Lang sat on the sofa in the study room and looked seriously at the middle-aged man who seemed to be cleaning up his desk casually.
Hu Daorou had already told Tang Lang that this seemingly ordinary study was actually not that ordinary.
Not only are special materials used to absorb sound, but the study is even equipped with lethal attack weapons and energy bombs capable of blowing the entire apartment building into ashes.
From this alone, Tang Lang knew that he had not found the wrong person.
"Can you tell me, who are you?" The middle-aged man sat down gently on his chair, his eyes suddenly became sharp. "Should I call you Liu Lang? Or some other name?"
"My name is Tang Lang!" Tang Lang said bluntly. "I am from the Restoration Army, and I was entrusted by Princess Nia and Duke Roulan to come to you, Professor Andrew!"
"Oh?" As if he already knew Tang Lang's possible identity, the middle-aged man was not surprised at all by Tang Lang's self-introduction, but his brows jumped. "But, just relying on those special symbols, I want to get you."
What you want? Haha, don’t you think this is a bit ridiculous?”
Then he said with a dark face, "Moreover, you have made a big mistake. No matter which side you are from, you should not approach me the way you approach my daughter. You must know that a wolf protecting its cubs, even when facing a hunter,
He even dared to show his fangs with his gun."
"Do you know that if I press the button on my hand, the entire building will turn into ashes, and the legendary core technology laboratory will be buried in the dust, and will never appear in anyone's sight again?
No matter if he is as powerful as Negus or as wise as Duke Roulan." The middle-aged man's voice was as calm as if he was chatting with Tang Lang.
But Tang Lang knew that he was serious.
As a direct disciple of Linda, the most outstanding dean of the Academy of Sciences in the history of the Navajo Kingdom, the senior professor in front of him can fully enjoy the glory given by the kingdom and stand in front of hundreds of millions of people, but he can hide his hidden talents.
I am willing to be an ordinary researcher for decades.
If a person with such qualities wants to keep a secret, there is no need to doubt his firm heart.
Therefore, Tang Lang did not have the eloquence that a middle-aged man imagined. Instead, he directly took out the pendant from his body. The pendant that had been activated by Niya's gene started to work as Tang Lang gently turned one of the buttons.
Changes eventually became an ancient totem that the three dukes paid tribute to.
The middle-aged man was stunned.
As one of the leaders of the royal core laboratory, he naturally knows what this totem represents. It is both the key to the "Navajo Hammer" and the authorization to open the core laboratory.
Without this, except for the prince himself, any other member of the royal family would not be recognized by the core laboratory.
"Are you really sent by Princess Nia?" The middle-aged man, who was gently stroking the totem made of strange materials, and whose facial muscles were twitching slightly due to extreme joy, made the final confirmation.
"That's right, Professor Andrew, I came here under the entrustment of Princess Nia and Duke Roulan. The reason why Duke Roulan knows this secret is because His Highness the Prince entrusted this to her before he died." Tang Lang said softly. "
But please forgive me for choosing to approach Miss Scarlet, your daughter. If I came directly to see you, I'm afraid you wouldn't give me such a chance to chat calmly. And you also know that once this most noble totem of the Indian tribe is
If others find out, what kind of disaster will it bring to the entire Navajo Nation."
"Then I don't blame you, I don't blame you!" After touching the totem greedily a few times, the middle-aged man chose to hand the totem back to Tang Lang, shook his head and sighed.
This small gesture made Tang Lang completely relieved.
The middle-aged man naturally doesn't know that once he becomes greedy for this totem that can take over all laboratories, the seemingly harmless young man opposite him will immediately kill him in this study, and then how far he can escape.
How far.
The real Professor Andrew already controls the core laboratory. Only those with ambition will covet the key that can open the "Navajo Hammer".
"However, if you can make my little girl like Mr. Tang in a short period of time, and try your best to recommend your talent in machine repair to me, it means that Princess Nia has indeed chosen the right person." The middle-aged man said something that made Tang Lang slightly smile.
Some shocking words. "If I guess correctly, the person who controlled the small mecha behind the scenes and stopped the "Eagle Strike" mecha is you, Mr. Tang!"
"Ahem! Professor Andrew should call me Liu Lang! It's best not to involve Miss Scarlett in this matter." Being teased by Scarlett's father made Tang Lang slightly embarrassed.
"Haha! Okay, for the sake of convenience, I'll call you Alang. And based on seniority, it's not a bad idea if you call me Uncle Andrew!" A trace of cunning appeared on the middle-aged man's serious face.
Tang Lang knew that his father did this deliberately to complain about his daughter. Thinking about it, it was rare for his daughter to have a good impression of a man, but unexpectedly that man was an agent and came to get close to her on purpose. Even if the man was him
Being in a group, he might be extremely unhappy!
"Okay, Uncle Andrew!" Tang Lang could only hold his nose and shout angrily.
And when Tang Lang said goodbye and left, this seemingly rigorous but actually very sinister uncle even said hello: "Goodbye, Alang!"
"Goodbye Uncle Andrew!"
What Tang Lang saw out of the corner of his eye was the sudden blush on Scarlett's face as she walked him out.
"How did you talk to my father?" Scarlett, who was blushing, accompanied Tang Lang out of the gate of the community. Seeing that they were about to separate, she finally couldn't help but ask.
In her opinion, it was just a matter of getting her old-fashioned father to accept him in such a short time. Suddenly, he was so close that he even called her uncle. This was an unprecedented phenomenon.
Could it be said that the young man in front of her, who was not unremarkable based on his appearance, really had an inner charm that she had not discovered? The somewhat coquettish Earl Anji was like this, and her old father was also like this for the first time.
"This! It's very simple. He gave me a set of questions, very difficult ones." Tang Lang could only helplessly fabricate a lie. He couldn't tell it, because I came to meet your father, and
Your father didn't like me very much and asked me to call him uncle.
"Then what?" Scarlett blinked.
"Then, after I finished my work, your father wanted to accept me as his student." Tang Lang started to make nonsense.
"Then why don't you call me teacher, but uncle?" Scarlett was obviously not that easy to fool.
"Perhaps it's because I'm an orphan, and Uncle Andrew wants to give me a feeling of family!" Tang Lang said, and even he almost believed it.
But Scarlett's face was filled with suspicion, as if if you believed a man's words, there would be ghosts in the world.
Tang Lang could only run away, saying nonsense that this skill was Fatty's specialty, and it was really difficult for him.
Maybe he looked back, and Scarlett, who was looking at his back from a distance, looked shy and murmured to herself: "Really? Father, does he really think so?"
Obviously, Scarlett not only believed it, but also couldn’t believe it.
Ha! Man!
Ahem! Woman!
One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer! Who can be blamed?
And at night, the investigation report on why the bronze mecha warrior named Deb wanted to assassinate the Lord of Marquis City finally came out. It’s not that the efficiency of the Navajo Kingdom has always been so high, but that the Shenying Group received the Lord of Qianshan City
The government announced that if evidence cannot be produced within 12 hours, other places dare not tell, but in Qianshan City, all the properties of the Shenying Group will be wiped out, including a certain viscount who was directly involved in this matter.
Why should the Shenying Group go out of its way to dig out this assassin's background?
Finally, after exhausting the vast manpower and material resources of the Shenying Group, all the information about the bronze mecha warrior named Deb from his birth to his previous death was put on the table.
The reason why he assassinated the Marquis was very simple. An indiscretion of the Marquis ten years ago caused this once ordinary middle-aged man to lose his daughter. The seeds of hatred were sown at that moment, and they have continued to grow for thousands of years until ten years later.
The bronze mecha warrior in the mountain city finally found the most suitable opportunity.
The report was personally delivered to the city lord's palace by Count Varro. All the people involved and the surveillance video reminded the seventy-year-old Marquis of forgotten memories.
Naturally, this matter can only be left alone.
Although the City Lord's Mansion has kept this secret, there is no airtight wall in the world. Perhaps some higher-ups did it deliberately. When the mecha troops affiliated with the City Lord's Mansion withdrew from the high ground, the truth was revealed on the Internet.
It spread and became the hottest news in Qianshan City that night.
Don't think that the majesty of the superior can keep the subordinates silent. No matter where, the most favorite thing for the inferiors to discuss is the tidbits of the big shots.
Martial law was also lifted.
Tang Lang also quietly left his box truck under the cover of night.
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