[Shuanglong Group] Warm and Cold

Yimulian changed out of the wet T-shirt, packed up the report and went to the study.

He also brought peeled pears, with a plate in one hand and a finished report in the other, and he had no complaints about working overtime in the middle of the night.

Huang was still answering the phone, sitting upright, speaking in a tone that was clearly bargaining: "Young University reporters really know how to joke, the smoke you mentioned has long since stopped working here, shouldn't your reporters be very well informed? "

Yimulian knew who the person was on the phone—it should be Qing Xingdeng, the most famous war reporter in the empire.Qing Xingdeng just withdrew from the front line a year ago, looking for work without a job, and abruptly became the anchor of the Empire TV station, and now she can be regarded as the big star of the Empire... She is probably the bravest guide Yimulian has ever seen , flying around the world with a camera on her shoulders, rushing into the sentinel team shouting to get out of the way to block her sister's money, followed by her sentinel, who came from the rebellion of the Federation, carrying a long shoulder taller than a human If anyone dares to look at the Qingda reporter more than once, she will sharpen the knife and slap the hooligan.

Thinking of this, Yimulian couldn't help laughing, the giggling sound reached Huang's ears, and Huang didn't hear what Qing Xingdeng said for a while.

He simply turned on the speakerphone, and Qing Xingdeng did the math on the other end of the phone: "How can I believe it, Marshal Huang, have you fired her three times? If you can't receive mental hints through the phone, you think I'm being fooled. Don’t you underestimate me too much?”

Huang confessed: "No, I wouldn't have received it even if it wasn't through the phone."

Qing Xingdeng: "..."

Qing Xingdeng's speech was too fast afterwards, and he couldn't even hear what he said clearly at a glance. He only knew that such a sarcastic person as Huang could run against each other and quarrel with Qing Xingdeng. He seemed to have seen a new world.Standing aside with staring eyes, Qing Xingdeng finally yelled like a villain boss: "You wait, I won't let you go!" After speaking, he hung up the phone with a snap.

Huang didn't take it seriously, threw the communicator aside, saw the big plate of pears: "Huh?"

"You're on fire." Yimulian didn't ask what happened, and handed over a toothpick: "Pears are on fire."

Huang took it and tasted it.The pears are carefully selected by Yimulian. They are fresh, sweet and crispy. They are cut into small pieces that can be eaten. They are soaked in water melted with rock sugar, which is extra moist.He casually boasted, not wanting to write too much here: "Secretary Yan Yanluo has been fired again, you know the old rules."

The heart hanging in the eyes fell back again, and he really didn't feel any ups and downs in Huang's mood: "I know."

According to the rules of the military department, if the secretary who is a sentinel with the rank of colonel or above is dismissed or sacrificed for some reason during his tenure, the guide bound by the sentinel will temporarily take over the job of the secretary.Counting this time, Yan Yanluo has been dismissed four times, but because of all kinds of mistakes, this is the first time that Yimulian has actually taken over this task.

"This is the information requested by the Marshal. The intelligence department just sent it over." Yimulian handed over the report, the paper was still warm.He has browsed through it at the speed of light: "I have checked the 'family composition' of each noble family. Most of them have a long history. Since the founding of the Federation, there has been no trace of involvement with the Federation. Including private black business, they have also consistently avoided contact with the Federation. A force close to the Federation."

Although he was born in a noble family, he would never speak good words for those old antiques against his conscience.

Huang thought for a while, and said, "Got it. There is one more thing..."

Seeing him pause slightly, I knew it was time for me to ask back: "Please tell me."

"During my absence, did any 'accidents' happen to the empire?"

Huang wiped out the pears neatly—and, of course, kept half of them.He said casually: "I heard you cough, you eat these."

This is an imperative sentence, nothing to discuss.

Yimulian was a little surprised, remembering that he only brought a toothpick.

But this is still within working hours. As a subordinate, he naturally cannot eat in front of his boss.Although Yimulian complied, he didn't intend to eat.After thinking about it for a while, he really didn't have any clues, so he could only tell the truth: "I don't think so."

"I've asked other people about this original sentence, but she said yes." In Huang's mind, the appearance of a girl sentinel who is the biggest in the world, who almost filled up the cache of his communicator with voice messages ,"guess?"

With one eye and the corner of the mouth curled up—why does Marshal Huang like to play so much today?

He replied solemnly: "No."

Huang nodded: "It's normal that you don't notice it, after all, this matter has something to do with you."

Sure enough, Yimulian opened his eyes wide, and the word doubt was clearly written on his face.Huang also had no intention of whetting people's appetites, and said: "Her answer was 'Admiral Yimulian was actually arranged by the White Tower to go on a blind date.'" Although Huang accused the White Tower many times that child labor should not be employed, Jinyu Ji is still in the White Tower. It's not surprising to know that he works for the Sentinel Department.He only confirmed it with her on the phone tonight.

Yimu Lian stopped breathing, and the disgusting feeling of being caught by someone couldn't help but surged up again: "I..."

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to cause trouble." Huang said.

If this was the torture of a prisoner of war, this short sentence would have been enough to sentence him to death.Huang snorted coldly in his heart, and said in his heart that you still wanted to hide it from me, did you think I was dead and you went to see other sentries behind your back?He was full of resentment, but he had already reached a consensus with the Peach Blossom Demon, this page was over, he shouldn't be aggressive.

These words have a different meaning to Yimulian. It is okay to just perceive Huang's emotional direction, but after all, you can't read your mind.

Even if you don't care at all, so what?

I clearly don't want him to know.

Yimulian didn't give himself too much time to express his emotions before recovering, and he was already prepared in his heart: "It's because I didn't think carefully, so what happened if something happened?"

Huang relayed the news from the sentry who was tortured by the sentry, and after listening to it, Yi Mu Lian felt incredible: "The marshal means that the so-called 'change' means that the White Tower helped me rearrange the sentry? This..."

This is obviously illogical.

Yimulian has nothing to do with the Federation, let alone a family background that has been rooted in the empire for several generations of nobles. Since awakening to become a guide, he has been under the "semi-surveillance" of the military academy and the White Tower, which is why he combined with the Chief Sentinel One of the reasons the task would fall to him.

Because he is absolutely loyal to the imperial family, it is absolutely impossible to rebel.

"I know." Huang said briefly: "This matter will be handed over to the Secret Service Division. It's time for the undercover agents placed in the Federation to make some contributions."

That being said, a possibility still emerged in his mind.That possibility is extremely small, but once it is substituted in, many doubts are actually reasonable-the head of the sentinel has been staring in the direction of Yimulian, and Yimulian's blind date with the sentinel is enough to make them temporarily change the battle plan. "Accident", the guide who was killed no matter how critical the situation was, he never really hurt Yimulian...

These things piece together and point to one fact.

Their goal is Yimulian.

Sensing Huang's abnormal reaction, Yimulian asked in a timely manner: "Today's..."

Why does this sound a bit aggrieved? "Well, I almost forgot." Huang didn't tell Yimulian what he thought, but just hooked his fingers.

Huang's mouth still smelled of the pear he had just eaten, and the sweet and greasy aroma of sugar water was refreshing.Yimulian pondered that the amount of sugar seemed a bit too much for Sentinel's senses, and he should add less next time...

"Have you changed the brand of mouthwash?" Huang suddenly said.

Yimulian's heart skipped a beat—that was what he rinsed before going to bed, how could he still taste the smell even now!

He always blushed: "Well, Gao Jie had a discount at the supermarket the day before yesterday..."

"Change it back, the smell is a bit pungent." Huang didn't intend to continue the topic, and simply explained it and passed it, and pretended not to notice Yimulian's ears that were gradually turning red.

Yimu Lianxin said that mouthwashes all have the same taste, but he still felt a little happy in his heart, so he agreed: "Okay."

His heart was surging for a while, and he didn't notice Huang's fleeting smile.

The smile disappeared quickly, Huang suddenly said: "I went to meet the Peach Blossom Demon today, the guide of the White Tower Management Office."

Yimu Lian was terrified: "What are you looking for her for?"

Since the truth cannot be told, Huang can only open his eyes and speak nonsense: "She takes care of you, what's wrong with thanking her?"

Yimulian's expression immediately looked like he had seen a ghost, but fortunately, he didn't feel that the person on the other side of the spiritual connection was angry.

Huang didn't think about the content of the words carefully. In the slightly dim study room, his pair of bright eyes were out of place, and he couldn't move his eyes even if he wanted to escape.He paused for a moment before saying: "There is a group photo of all the sentinel guides of the 23rd session on her wall. Why are you on it?"

Yimulian should be in the 24th class. As one of the popular people in the school, he has appeared in the school newspaper many times. It is not difficult to know this.

The two branches are not connected to each other, and even in most departments, the courses on both sides are taught separately.The innate attraction of the sentinel guide was too strong, and the military academy had to make such changes after it was founded more than ten years ago.In order to sell more school newspapers, the military school newspaper praised the excellent sentinel next door in the guide yard, and praised the excellent guide in the sentinel yard. This behavior of promoting friendship, mutual benefit and mutual fantasy was also acquiesced by the school. Nutritional things simply occupy two pages.

Yimulian has been featured in the school newspaper of Sentinel Academy several times, which he himself knows.Not to mention how popular the campus network forum was later, he even bit the bullet and went to the Sentinel Academy to deeply understand how down-to-earth the daily pastimes of the Sentinel Academy are. How vulgar.

Huang had checked Yimulian's information a year ago and knew about it.But he appeared in Peach Blossom Demon's graduation photo... I haven't heard of any twin brothers.

Yimu Lian secretly yelled that it was not good, and quickly put out a mental hint of "peace of mind", while stumbling and trying to get away with it: "I don't remember. I must have been helping with errands at the time, and I was mistakenly photographed." He has been to the office of Peach Blossom Demon, I'm a bit impressed with that photo.There are many people in the photo who are distracted, even if it is misunderstood as a snapshot, it is not surprising.

"That's it." Huang thoughtfully: "Go back and rest, the royal family is coming tomorrow, don't forget."

"it is good."

He said good night at a glance, did not forget to take away the half plate of pears and toothpicks, and prayed in his heart that Huang would not be suspicious of that graduation photo—it was not a graduation photo, but a group photo of members of the 23rd theory class , he skipped a level in that class, so it will naturally appear on the "graduation photo".

At that time, the class was suspected of having a guide who had infiltrated the Sentinel. Although he was not caught and his identity was discovered, he did call back the Sentinel of the Sakura Demon from the Sentinel. Because of an accident, the Sakura Demon was almost captured by a lot of complicated emotions. Submerged and fell into the "well", the Peach Blossom Demon cried and begged him for help, so he had to go to the Sentinel Yard in the middle of the night to seek support.

Violating the school rules of the military academy could range from being demoted, to being expelled from the army. He dared not take the risk.

This secret should be buried in his mental barrier for the rest of his life, even Huang can't know it.

tbc

Preview:

Suddenly a nerve grabbed him, and a chilling uneasiness surged into his heart.He even forgot to take off the coat he took off, and snatched Yu Nu's binoculars—the only building he was familiar with in that big city was in a sea of ​​flames.

*Well: (This paragraph is a copy) is called the black hole of the soul, where the consciousness of a sentinel caught in a fugue or a guide who is overwhelmed by emotions finally disappears.Physically there is no death, but it is almost impossible to be awakened again.

*(Supplementary Note) Chaos: A condition that can occur when a guide is overwhelmed by a multitude of complex emotions or the mental barrier is forcibly shattered, resulting in coma or emotional disturbance.Most trained guides can free themselves from the chaotic state, while untrained guides can be freed under the comfort of their own sentries, so it is not as dangerous as "fugue wandering".