Just after graduating from university, Guan Miao picked up a stray kitten on the road. She initially wanted to send it for treatment, only to find out that it was a wandering system from a higher d...
After dealing with San San and the robot, Guan Miao finally remembered Deng Ling, who had been forgotten in a corner.
"Is it Miaomiao?"
"It's me, Sister Deng Ling."
With just five words, Deng Ling felt like she had finally been saved. "Hey, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I've already sent that stalker to jail. Don't worry about me."
Hearing that Guan Miao did not mention any follow-up, Deng Ling tactfully did not ask any more questions and just asked her to have a good rest.
"I'll give you two days off to rest well. I'll also negotiate with Teacher Wang."
"Well, thank you, Sister Deng Ling."
After hanging up the phone, Chi Yi put down his hand that was writing the meeting minutes and asked, "Did Deng Ling ask anything she shouldn't have asked?"
"No, she didn't even ask about the follow-up results. She just told me to have a good rest."
Hearing her say this, Chi Yi showed some satisfaction, "Not bad, I hope she can always maintain this self-awareness."
After lying down for most of the day, Guan Miao and Chai Yue's bodies gradually recovered. Seeing Chi Yi and Wen Yuning were still writing documents, An Jing's heart was now full of Yi Yi, and San San was sleeping like a pig.
The two patients had nothing to do, so they simply found their game consoles, opened the games they hadn't played for a long time, and started farming.
Not knowing what had happened, Deng Ling suddenly walked up to them and said, "Miaomiao, I've already reported everything that happened this afternoon. The Computer Research Base said they want to see Yiyi's strength first. The Special Police Department and the National Security Bureau also said they want to fight Yiyi.
What do you think?
"What do I think?" Guan Miao's eyes were filled with the pixelated figures walking on the big screen. "I think the most important thing is to collect this batch of hops first, otherwise I will lose money.
Sister Chai Yue, please come and help me, there are only two hours left until two o'clock, I can't finish collecting!!"
On the other side, Chai Yue, who was fishing, heard her cry for help and immediately rode his beloved pony to rescue her.
Chi Yi pressed his temples, seemingly having not expected that the two of them would be so addicted to games.
The two people on the sofa were unaware of this and were working hard to harvest the ripe hops. After a few minutes, they reluctantly quit the game and put down the controller.
Guan Miao raised his head and looked at Chi Yi flatteringly, "Sister Chi Yi, of course I have no objection, and these two things don't seem to have anything to do with me, right?"
"No, we just found out that the operating manual states that only the robot's recognized owner can command the robot.
So, now you are the only one who can command Yiyi. What if she doesn't obey our orders if you are not here?"
Hearing this rule, Guan Miao opened his eyes wide in surprise, "There is such a rule, but I have to concentrate on studying the sanxian these two days, and the recording date is coming soon.
If you don't practice harder, you'll easily lose face."
"That's true."
I was so anxious just now that I actually forgot about this matter. After thinking for a few seconds, a brilliant idea appeared in Chi Yi's mind.
"That's easy. I'll have my men find two teachers who are good at playing the sanxian, and then bring them directly to the SWAT department.
Wouldn't it be possible for you to learn while watching them fight?"
"Hey, that makes sense. Would the Robotics Research Base agree?"
Chi Yi raised his left eye slightly and said with great momentum, "How dare they disagree? We are providing them with experimental materials for free. They definitely have no reason to refuse."
Seeing that she was so sure, Guan Miao naturally had no objection. He could also take professional courses, so why not?
"It's getting late, Miaomiao, Chaiyue, you should go upstairs and rest early. I'll go and confirm the specific arrangements."
At around seven o'clock the next morning, Guan Miao opened his eyes. Seeing that An Jing was still sleeping next to him, he didn't want to disturb her, so he carefully lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
But before she could turn the doorknob, a quiet voice came, "Miaomiao, are you awake?"
When he heard the noise, Guan Miao trembled almost instinctively, and after a few seconds he turned his head to look at An Jing who had sat up on the bed.
"Sister Anjing! You almost scared me to death."
"Sorry, sorry," she said, but there wasn't much apology in her quiet tone. "Why did you get up so early today? I remember we were leaving at nine."
She curled her lips, looking unhappy, "I can't sleep. Forget it, I'm just going to wash my hair."
"good."
At half past nine, two black cars stopped at the entrance of the special police department on time. As soon as Guan Miao got out of the car, he saw a row of people standing at the door.
There are so many people here. At a glance, I don’t recognize anyone except Director Liang.
The desire to escape reached its peak at this moment.
No, no one told her that so many people would come today.
Help! Is it too late for her to go back now?
The answer to this question is obvious: it is absolutely too late.
Just as Guan Miao was struggling in her heart, a middle-aged man in his forties walked up to her quietly.
The man was dressed in a military green uniform. Although his face showed many traces of time, he had an upright figure, cold eyes, and the corners of his mouth were drawn into a straight line. He exuded an aura of majesty without being angry.
Guan Miao was about to ask who he was when he saw the man's mouth raise a strange arc, "Hello, you must be Guan Miao, I am Dong Yijun, the current director of the Special Police Department."
"Hello, Minister Dong."
"Ha, ha," Dong Yijun laughed stiffly twice, "Calling me Minister Dong is too formal. From now on, just call me Uncle Dong like An Jing."
"Uncle Dong and An Jing have a good relationship?"
When talking about An Jing, Dong Yijun's expression obviously became much more relaxed. "I watched her grow up, and I'm her master."
After hearing this, Guan Miao felt relieved. "So that's how it is."
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