"She didn't either." Ji Ling was a little disappointed.
"Lying, she is lying." Luo Miao finally determined that it was not because she was sensitive because she had been with Ji Ling for a long time. She also had the same feeling towards Hu Die, which she couldn't explain. Ji Ling didn't take it seriously, wondering what happened in Kyoto, but not long after Luo Miao finished speaking, Hu Die took the initiative to connect again.
Hu Die looked a little flustered: "I'm sorry, I just looked for it and found what you wanted."
Ji Ling glanced at Luo Miao, a little surprised. Before Ji Ling could say anything, Hu Die quickly said: "The teacher asked me to input it at that time, but I didn't pay attention. I thought it was the data of 'Knife'. I checked it just now when you mentioned it." .¡±
"Thanks."
"Ah, someone called me. I'll leave first. You can come and get the information at any time. It's on my desk in the laboratory." Hu Die quickly hung up on Lianxun.
Ji's Heavy Industry, Mecha Laboratory.
"Who called you?" A research institute looked at Hu Die with a strange look in his eyes.
"Ah, maybe I heard wrong." Hu Die smiled, and the butterfly birthmark on her neck felt a little hot. When he said there was no data for the first time, Hu Die felt a sense of emptiness: "What on earth am I doing?"
As a mecha designer, she is very aware of the importance of mecha marching data, and Ji Ling¡¯s asking means that she has probably not seen it. Hu Die suddenly felt like a thief. The moral standards she had formed over the years made it impossible for her to hide it from Ji Ling as if nothing had happened. Although I haven¡¯t watched it since the beginning, I still have a grudge in my heart.
Hu Die took out a spherical recorder and imported Luoyang's mecha records. This is the most commonly used data storage method in the interstellar era. The silver-gray titanium steel alloy ball completely wraps the data part. The special internal structure processing prevents data from being lost even if it encounters a space magnetic storm. Ji Ling retrieved the data without a moment's delay, but did not see Hu Die. Perhaps she was too busy with her research work.
Three hours later, in Ji Ling¡¯s room.
"Stop crying." Ji Ling sighed and handed over a tissue.
"Take it, take it, I can't hold it anymore." Luo Miao's eyes were swollen from crying and she kept sobbing. can not stop.
"He's back. Didn't you see everything?" Ji Ling regretted letting Luo Miao watch it together. She had been like this ever since she saw Luoyang's record in Meklin. They could only see part of the video data, and they couldn't understand other march routes and battlefield analysis.
"Almost. I almost couldn't come back." Luo Miao suddenly hated herself. Why did he secretly go to Meklin without telling Ji Ling and Luoyang? She recalled Luoyang's stern look when he first saw her, and finally understood what Luoyang was thinking. The camera recorded the flames of war everywhere and the bodies of the mecha masters. This is the real war. If she goes there, she can only be a burden to Luoyang, hiding in the staff room in a daze.
"I'm sorry, Sister Ling, I will never run around again." Luo Miao hugged Ji Ling and her crying gradually stopped.
Ji Ling patted Luo Miao on the back. She still remembered how she looked when she learned the news about Luoyang's missing contact. She didn't want to talk or deal with people. Of course, she also knew what Luo Miao was thinking at the time.
"Wow~" Luo Miao suddenly cried louder.
"What's wrong?" Ji Ling felt confused and grabbed Luo Miao's shoulders, watching the white cat cry until its eyes and nose were a mess.
"Then, that biscuit." Luo Miao sobbed and gestured with Meklin's high-energy compressed biscuits with her hands. "It's too delicious. I feel very sad when I think about it."
"" Ji Ling was speechless. This was Luo Miao who was in a state of confusion. Perhaps because the white cat's appetite has been greatly satisfied in Dongyuan Jiling recently, the foodie's logic has slowly returned to normal.
What made Ji Ling collapse was that when Luo Miao recovered, she started a new round of entanglement.
"So, he never mentioned me?" Luo Miao, who finally wiped away her tears, began to feel depressed again.
"I mentioned it, but you didn't notice it."
"There are a total of 5 times where 'she' was mentioned. Which time was it me?" Luo Miao asked curiously. She didn't think she would miss anything. Ji Ling covered her forehead with her hands. The white cat's memory sometimes made her unable to resist.
"It's you every time." Ji Ling has given up arguing.
Administrative star, Kyoto, 9 o'clock in the morning. The Secret Service Headquarters drove out a Jingli car and headed straight to Billy Hill Villa.
Director of Special Affairs Huo Dongming looked at the sky in Kyoto through the car window. Small aircraft of various shapes kept passing by in the sky. Huo Dongming frowned: "What are these?"
"The annual model aircraft competition in Citizen Square." The special agent in the front row responded: "They are all low-tech aircraft with small power. All the records of the annual model aircraft competition are on file, so there is no problem." Huo Dongming was very happy. ShaoguanThese little things may be due to the nature of the spy chief. He feels a little uneasy today.
"Take Daning Road."
"Yes." Although he was a little surprised by the director's sudden change of route, the agent immediately followed the order and turned right into Daning Street.
At an administrative satellite distance of 2,000 kilometers from the earth, the Federal Fengyun-2 synchronous weather satellite acquires meteorological data over Kyoto as usual, analyzes it and transmits it back to the ground base station. It has been working in this daily cycle for more than ten years. The quality of Sanya Heavy Industry's products is indeed excellent. In the past ten years, Fengyun-2 has basically not undergone major repairs. The CNC center of the Federal Meteorological Service is also receiving signals simultaneously and drawing satellite weather cloud maps. No one noticed that a garbled code suddenly appeared in the signal transmitted by the satellite, and was soon buried in the massive data. The CNC center of the Meteorological Bureau has an error correction mechanism, and the garbled code will be automatically eliminated.
"Damn it." In the Federal Civic Plaza, a model aircraft team member was very upset. The model aircraft he spent a lot of money to modify was originally planned to be a blockbuster, but unexpectedly it suddenly malfunctioned during the test flight and could not be recalled with a handheld device. Even after many attempts, it failed. It failed and now I don¡¯t even know where it went.
"Haha, that thing of yours is just not useful." The friend next to him spared no effort to attack him, but the facts were in front of him, and he had no way to refute.
Sanya Heavy Industry, United Power Laboratory.
Military researchers are rapidly transforming an old civilian model aircraft. For Sanya, cutting off the control between the model aircraft is really a simple matter.
"Satellite navigation debugging completed."
"Weapon loading completed."
"Communication debugging completed."
"Energy loading."
Daning Road, the Jingli vehicle of the Special Affairs Bureau quickly entered the underground tunnel of Daning Road. Above the tunnel is the Chenjiang River.
"Stop."
The agent turned and entered the pause area in the tunnel. He knew that the director had other arrangements.
Huo Dongming frowned and said, "Get out of the car and ask the bureau to send another car. This one will drive automatically out of the tunnel."
"Yes." The agent felt that the director was too cautious. This crystal car has the same good anti-attack performance as the president's car. It is impossible for the situation that the speaker encountered at that time to occur.
"Daning Road, Chenjiang Tunnel, the target disappeared."
"Target reacquisition, signal calibration."
High in the sky, Fengyun-2 is strictly executing orders. (To be continued)