How Tyrannosaurus Shows Love

"You are... Lord Lance?" The person in charge of the starship seemed to recognize Lance. He looked a little surprised, but he didn't fully recognize him, with a feeling of uncertainty.

Lance looked at him innocently. He didn't understand why even a person in charge of the starship knew him. Although he had worked for these people for a long time, in fact, he basically wouldn't go out casually, because there was nothing to do. of.

Besides, the person in charge of the starship looks really young. If it was in the previous base, I would have never seen this person at all.

The expression on Lance's face was too obvious, even Brant could see what Lance was wondering about. The person in charge of the starship probably usually has to look at people's faces, so he quickly realized what he just said There was a problem with the reaction, so I immediately rounded up the words.

"Lord Lance and Lord Simon are the key protection objects in the base here. We have all received notices and we will focus on protecting you."

The expression on his face was naturally relaxed. Lance was already scheming, so of course he believed what he said.

"We're going out for a while, I like that starship over there." Lance put on a cold, arrogant and inaccessible sacred look on his face, and pointed to what he just observed in the starport naturally. The tone of that starship naturally carried a tone of command.

When he was in the research room, he was always like this. If he needed anything, he could just instruct others. He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his attitude at all.

Brant stared dumbfounded at the administrator's respectful face, and nodded and bowed to Lance. This treatment is obviously very high-end!

It didn't take long for Lance to directly get the central command core of the fancy starship by virtue of his identity. With a hint of pride on his face, he waved at Brandt bluntly and asked him to follow him. walk behind.

Brandt didn't expect things to go so smoothly, and hurriedly followed Lance. He couldn't help but think secretly in his heart. He didn't expect that the real winner in life was someone like Lance. I have someone with such a skill in the world.

"Can we drive away?" After stepping onto this low-key black starship, Brandt finally breathed a sigh of relief, and naturally sat down on the chair in front of the control room.

"Of course." Lance nodded. Although he had never driven it before, he remembered that they had this ability.

"But to be honest, it's really strange. Why are they willing to let you go so easily? If it were me, such a precious genius would definitely watch hard." Brant was anxious, although he felt very curious, but Still quickly sat down directly, and began to control the starship to fly out of the star port.

Lance tilted his head, why couldn't he leave so easily?Could it be that what he signed was a deed of sale?

Brandt saw his appearance from the light screen, controlled the starship, and quickly flew out of the starport safely, and then explained.

What is the correct captivity of high-level talents, how to correctly treat their own national treasure talents, various binding methods for talents, etc.

Lance glanced at Brant ignorantly, a trace of incomprehension appeared in his hazel pupils, but he thought about it seriously before he suddenly realized.

"No, they put something on me." Lance gestured a little above his collarbone near his neck, and then showed an expression that I finally remembered.

"Is it a chip?" Brant turned his head to look at him, but the movement in his hand suddenly slowed down.

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"You said that Lance took that experimental subject out on the starship?" A man with a sullen expression appeared on the light screen. This is obviously the room where the starship administrator was just left by Brant and Lance. He was lowering his head respectfully, not daring to raise his head to look at the person on the light screen, reporting information about Lance nervously.

The sinister man didn't look at him, his eyes were extremely cold, like a poisonous snake crawling out of a damp and cold snake den, it really made people feel flustered just looking at him.

There was a hint of malice in his eyes, Lance, since he is already a useless person, let him exert his last bit of heat. As for the useless Simon, he just needs a new experimental body. Just let him contribute.

Lance, I am really looking forward to what kind of surprise you will bring us.

"Chip?" Lance repeated to himself, and his eyes suddenly became cold again.

"By the way, the chip, isn't it something they use to spy on me casually? In this case, it's better to remove it." Lance said in a calm tone, and the bony fingers of his right hand groped the place above the collarbone one by one. He was so thin that even though the chip was only a small piece, he quickly figured out where it was.

Brant has turned back since he started talking about tearing it down. He was a little nervous just now. Even if there was something wrong with Lance, he would not be so stupid to take him to Frederick himself. Where to go, it is natural to be careful at such a special time.

A chip was pulled out from the collarbone dripping with blood. Lance's eyes fell on the top of the chip. It was very small, but he had no impression that he had ever made such a thing.

So that means you didn't do it yourself?

Lance became a little curious. This chip looks very new. What new research should it be?

"Are you going to eat it again?" Brant saw him looking seriously at the bloody chip in his hand, with a bit of silence in his tone.

Is this the case for all researchers?Don't you feel sick when you see flesh and blood?On the contrary, you will like it very much and find it interesting to study?

When Brant said this, Lance suddenly felt that the chip in his hand, which looked interesting before, suddenly felt a little disgusted after bringing his own flesh and blood, so he just wanted to throw it away casually.

"Lance." Brant quickly stopped him. Since he had this thing on him, if he really threw it away, he might be in trouble now.

He wasn't sure if Lance was being watched when he came out, but if those people really didn't care about Lance so much, it was impossible.

This chip, thinking about it now, is still a bit hot.

"You have a video request." Brandt's optical brain suddenly reminded, now someone has a video request?

After arranging the course of the starship, Brant let it run automatically for a while before answering the video call.

It was Frederica who sent the video request, and Brandt also guessed it. After all, apart from Fred, he actually didn't have any friends who would send him a video request.

Frederica on the other side of the video has obviously just come down from the battlefield not long ago, and there is even a trace of blood on his clothes. The whole person exudes an aura of military iron and blood, and can even vaguely see through the video. An oppressive fighting spirit.

"I'm worried about you." Frederica looked at Brant seriously as soon as they met each other, and said first.

The yellow vertical pupils were slightly exposed, and the tall figure was lowering his head slightly, his face was full of seriousness, and he looked at Brandt without blinking. Frederica rarely showed such emotion.

Suddenly his face was covered with affection, and he was still in front of outsiders. No matter how big his heart was, Brant couldn't help lowering his head slightly. Feeling a little embarrassed for the first time, he pinched the corners of his lips and pursed his lips. He pursed his lips and felt a little nervous, but there was a hint of happiness in the corners of his eyes.

"You have..." Frederica wanted to say something else, but the sight of Lance holding the bloody chip behind Brant was too eye-catching, and he couldn't see clearly in the video , but it was obviously taken out from under Lance's neck.

"Chip!" Lance realized that he was being called, and naturally raised the object in his hand so that Frederica could see it more clearly.

He didn't forget this man, and he still remembered that this man was the man who was going to marry Brant, and now he was going to find this man with Brant, and then attend their wedding.

This time, Lance thought, his memory was good enough not to forget these important things.

"Ah, by the way, what did you tell me, Brant?" Lance suddenly remembered that when he was about to throw away the chip just now, it seemed that Brant called himself, there should be nothing wrong, he still remembered.Turning around, Lance looked at Brant seriously and asked him.

Brant stood up, walked over to him and took the small chip, not at all disgusted with the minced meat and blood on it.

"It's just right, Fred, I was just wondering if this thing would be of any use."

The lake-blue pupils had a hint of elusiveness. Brant looked at the chip, and suddenly remembered the chip he took out from his body, and his eyes fell on the chip. This thing seemed to be related to the chip on his body. Is it the same?

"It was only put into production last year. I didn't expect to see it here." Frederica only took a serious look and recognized what it was.

He is very serious about this thing. The thing that was just researched by the group of madmen at the military headquarters last year has a strong tracking ability and can monitor the physical condition of the implanted object. It is a commonly used thing in the prison of the military headquarters. They installed such a thing.

"What should I do? If I just throw it away, will it scare the snake away?" Brant asked with a headache, pinching the chip.

"Don't throw it away, it's useful." Frederica lowered her voice, and the three began to discuss.