When we returned to the small building, no one was interested in talking. I didn't eat either and went back to my room early.
I was still trying to numb myself with work, but Aunt Jun came in with a glass of wine:
"Come! Have a drink with Aunt Jun."
I knew Aunt Jun wanted to comfort me, so I put down what I was holding and went up to her.
"Come on, little brat, we won't go to bed until we're drunk."
There were no words of comfort, we just kept drinking one glass after another, and finally I got drunk again.
I was half asleep, and I felt Aunt Jun pick me up and put me on the bed...
I remember Aunt Jun covered me with the quilt and didn't touch me. Why did my hip hurt again when I woke up the next morning?
There was also a different smell in the room.
Damn! I still haven't completely recovered from my drinking blackout problem!
I got up, washed up and went to eat.
Aunt Jun gave me the food and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
I nodded.
"That's right. If you have any troubles, don't keep them to yourself. Find something to vent them. Your health comes first."
I really wanted to ask Aunt Jun if she went back home because I fell asleep, but then I thought better of it. With so many people around, it's inevitable that she would have some thoughts.
"Director Fang called me just now and he knows that Director Jiang went to the hospital to look for you yesterday.
He said he has assigned you to the Fourth Bureau's external R&D team, and the Bureau won't bother you again."
It's like a big relief. The investigation bureau is more difficult to deal with than the killer.
"In three days, the fourth division will be going to the desert for a test. I'm asking if you can go."
If you want to deal with the Investigation Bureau, you have to rely on Director Fang.
After dinner, I called Director Fang and told him I could go.
I spent the next two days studying the robot.
Indeed, this robot has a voice-controlled transmission device, and the program that Mr. Tong showed me can be used.
It’s just that there’s something wrong with the computer made by Aris. It can’t drive the robot, let alone achieve voice control.
I drew a new design, and on the third day, I made an appointment with Qian Zhong, wanting him to make what I designed.
We agreed to meet at Linghang, but not long after I drove out, I noticed a car following me.
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