Dramatic self-cultivation [Quick Transmigration]

The result of this experimental project was completely in Shen Xinglan's expectation. He who had been monitoring Qi Jun's communication equipment for a long time, how could he not know what tricks he was playing?

During the monitoring, I accidentally discovered another thing that caught Shen Xinglan's attention.

The person who went to the water to throw medicine before was Qi Jun, and the person who ordered him behind the scenes was a middleman.

Although he knew that this matter had something to do with Qin Zhun in all likelihood, if he couldn't get any solid evidence, his doubts could only be doubts.

After all, Shen Xinglan currently has too few bargaining chips to completely rely on Qin Bohuai for everything, so it is necessary to find out the evidence of the connection between the middleman and Qin Zhun as soon as possible.

There was no class in the afternoon, so Shen Xinglan took a car directly to the location tracking area.

At the same time, Qin Zhun, who returned to the palace on the other side, was receiving the Queen's monstrous anger.

The queen has never been so angry, she kept pacing, the golden silk phoenix robe was dragging on the ground, like a graceful Kong Yu, in contrast to her ice-cold face, which seemed to be welded by cement.

In the soundproof hall, her voice reverberated word by word: "The military power has been seized, and the Muye experiment has received 5000 million capital injections from the royal family. What have you been doing all this time?"

When Qin Zhun just returned to the room, he had already smashed everything that could be smashed, but in front of the queen, the pressure from childhood to adulthood made him dare not even speak loudly.

Even he himself was in a trance, he had planned everything well, but why did he end up in this situation?

From his birth till now, although he is not as good as Qin Bohuai, he is also considered the proud son of heaven, and he has never failed in what he wants to do.

With regards to Makino's matter, he had run into walls one after another, and now he lost even more power.

No one knows better than him what the power of military supplies means, and Qin Zhun feels uncomfortable and depressed: "M, let me talk about it again, please allow him some time..."

The Empress wanted to be strong all her life, seeing that he still couldn't see the situation clearly, she couldn't get angry, she gritted her teeth slightly, and said in a deep voice: "This fish, Muye, can't be kept."

Qin Zhun raised his eyes in shock: "What does this mean?"

No matter how much he felt frustrated with Makino during this time, he never thought of abandoning him. There was no other reason. He couldn't find a second mermaid to suck blood for him in a short time.

The succession ceremony is only one month long, without mermaid blood, he will definitely die!

"He is no longer the stupid fish who trusted you wholeheartedly. There is no need to invest in him." The queen turned around, lifted her robe and sat down, holding the seat with Danko's painted fingers, half of her face Not in the shadows.

Throughout the hall, her calm and rational voice was terrifying, "If you can't use it for me, it's better to kill it."

There are similarities and differences between the interstellar era and the feudal society thousands of years ago. It is no longer centralized power, but the imperial power parliament is divided into courts, restraining and supporting each other. The same similarity is that in order to sit on this chair, it takes unimaginable sacrifices. s hard work.

Courage, luck, ability, all are indispensable.

The empress has been able to make it all the way to this day, and it is not a good thing. It depends on her reaction and decision-making ability honed in countless crises.

As cold-blooded as Qin Zhun, the first thing he thought of was himself, he said anxiously: "Mother, what should I do?"

The queen looked at him coldly, she didn't like useless people, if this person wasn't her son, she would have thrown him away hundreds of times.

"Apart from walking around Muye, what else would you do?" She wished she could knock open his head to see if it was filled with grass, "If it's useful, that's fine, now he's like Qin Bohuai conjoined twins, you Do you really think he is stupid and sweet?"

If it's really silly and sweet, he can get close to Marshal Qin, who is not to be approached by strangers, and live in his house?

Qin Zhun immediately realized this logic. Since the wedding, he had a faint feeling that something had changed in Muye, but he was too anxious to think about it.

Now being awakened by the queen, he carefully went through a series of actions of Mu Ye after the wedding. It shouldn't be just because of the concussion and amnesia. His temperament is obviously different from before.

He suddenly said: "So I can't make up his mind anymore."

Such a simple truth needs to be taught, and the queen really doesn't know what kind of trash snack she gave birth to in her lifetime of fame.

She endured her impatience, and continued: "I recruited a new mermaid for you in the past few days, all you have to do now is to deal with Makino."

Qin Zhun:!

As if receiving a surprise that fell from the sky, the suffocation that had been pent up in his heart dissipated in an instant.

Qin Zhun raised his eyebrows with joy, and he said positively, "Then Muye really doesn't need to stay, I know what to do next, Queen Mother."

She couldn't do anything that pleased her, the queen was too lazy to look at him, she waved her hand with the back of her hand facing outwards, it was a sign to get out of here.

When Qin Zhun returned to the room, the first thing he did was to contact M: [This time, no matter the cost, please make sure to get things done]

After the military affairs were handed over to Qin Bohuai, the most intuitive change was that he returned home much later every day.

In the past few days, all the bento takeaways left on the table when I went home are very meticulous and appropriate.

After eating for three days in a row, Qin Bohuai found that Muye came home later than him every day, and he didn't know what he was up to, and even came home smelling of alcohol one day.

The housekeeper's explanation for this is: "Now Mr. Mu is the instructor of a key scientific research project, and he has to socialize. I have already reminded him to drink less."

Qin Bohuai didn't ask any more questions, nor did he do anything.

The relationship between the two was supposed to end here after Makino healed his injury, but the two had a tacit understanding, and neither of them mentioned this matter, forming a very delicate balance.

Shen Xinglan still left early and returned late, and after he settled Muyu, he felt much more at ease.

That night, he showed up at the Rolling Stones on time.

After these few days of wandering around, the bartender and the waiter were all familiar with him. Seeing him coming, they enthusiastically said, "Mr. Shen is here? Is it still the same?"

In this place, Shen Xinglan used his original name, he nodded, and sat down at the bar casually.

The bartender skillfully made a cocktail for him, red on the top and green on the bottom, called Doomsday Carnival.

Shen Xinglan held the wine glass and took a sip. His long legs were propped on the high chair. His long silver hair had already been disguised as short black hair, and his recognizable facial features were adjusted to be the most ordinary. appearance.

It stands to reason that you can't find it in the crowd of embarrassing people, but the aura exuding from him is so low-key and elegant that people can't consciously look at him twice.

The bartender was no exception. While wiping the glass, he secretly noticed this strange guest and asked, "Who do you want to know about?"

The Rolling Stone Bar is a bar on the surface, but it is actually an underground information exchange, with a mixed flow of good and bad people, and the flow of people is complicated.

Many secrets and strange things can be circulated from here, but also because of this, how to distinguish the true from the false is a science.

Only the old people who have been around for many years seldom step on the thunder, and the general newcomers come to trade, and most of them are cheated.

The bartender asked a few more questions out of kindness.

Shen Xinglan looked around from the corner of his eye, and played the unfamiliar newcomer vividly: "You can really find out everything?"

"Of course." The bartender was enthusiastic when he mentioned this, and he said to himself, "Don't underestimate the sources of news, let alone the people in the palace, even the big bosses of the parliament have patronized us here."

Shen Xinglan showed a look of surprise, and said wow in cooperation.

The bartender's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he asked again: "So, what exactly do you want to know?"

The people who came here wanted to trade information, Shen Xinglan must have a purpose, otherwise it would be easy to attract suspicion.

It took him three seconds to say randomly, "It's like this, I have a friend..."

After wiping the cups, the bartender adjusted the bar counter to self-service mode. Hearing the beginning, he smiled knowingly: "Yeah."

Shen Xinglan absent-mindedly made up a story: "He has a crush on someone."

The bartender interjected: "Don't worry, as long as there is a person in the universe, even the eighteenth generation of his ancestors will be taken to the bottom of him! Guaranteed to catch your friend."

Unexpectedly, the bartender was so familiar and able to chat, Shen Xinglan was silent, and said nonsense: "The person he likes is called Qin Bohuai."

"It's just Qin Bohuai, what a trifle!" The bartender almost didn't guarantee the ticket as soon as he patted the table.

After a three-second pause, he said dumbfounded: "Qin what Huai?? Is that the one I know??"

Not far from the stairs, the man Shen Xinglan had been staring at for almost a week appeared, followed by several people who were tightly wrapped from head to toe, and a group of people went upstairs.

The mermaid's sense of smell is very sensitive. Shen Xinglan smelled a very faint earthy smell. He wasn't sure where it was coming from. His nose moved slightly, and he was about to smell it deeply.

Suddenly, one of the people who went upstairs tilted his head and looked at him coldly.

Those eyes were as deep as blood, and they were especially creepy in the dim light.

Shen Xinglan looked up inadvertently, feeling uncomfortable. Before he could take a closer look, the group of people disappeared around the corner.

The bartender in front of him chattered endlessly, and was greatly shocked: "Wow, your friend, you are very courageous. No, the word courage is not enough to describe him. He is completely dreaming of flying out of the sky."

Shen Xinglan vaguely felt that he seemed to have seen those eyes just now, but for some reason he couldn't remember.

The bartender's words came in from his left ear and out of his right ear, so he didn't think about it, and echoed, "Well, he dares to think more."

He changed the subject calmly, "Who was that person just now? He looks like a big boss."

"That man..." the bartender hesitated to speak, and didn't say much, "You just need to know that his name is M. He holds information that can shake the interstellar world. What about your friend? it can not be helped."

Shen Xinglan nodded half-understanding: "So powerful? Then he must be followed by his little brother?"

Many newcomers have been curious about M, after all, it is the façade sign of the Rolling Stone Bar, and it is also one of the oldest old people.

"Uh," the bartender mumbled, "it counts!"

Just click to the end, and if you ask further, it will exceed the normal attention of an ordinary customer to M.

Shen Xinglan cleverly turned the topic around, and said with a smile: "Then brother, do you have any experience in chasing people that you can pass on? Or who should I ask to buy information so that I can succeed more easily?"

The bartender stared at him for a while, and said bluntly, "I can't let you call this brother for nothing, let me show you the way."

Shen Xinglan hummed twice, paying attention to the movement upstairs from the corner of her eyes and ears.

Under the blurred light, the bartender tapped his finger on the electronic bar, and immediately raised his eyes: "Give it to your friend."

Attention was briefly drawn back, Shen Xinglan looked at him slowly, then lowered her head and looked at the bar.

On the light screen, black military uniforms, long leather boots, and cloaks fluttered in the wind. The man had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, with a stern demeanor.

Just as Shen Xinglan was wondering what this meant, the bartender said carelessly, "Tell him, chasing this person is faster than dreaming!"