Master of the Stars

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Assistant Colonel Yan did not respond immediately to the cold noises of Lieutenant Colonel Lu. He first glanced at Zhang Yingying next to him and stayed for a moment, just in touch with the latter.

The assistant Yan was in his early thirties and was of medium size. He might not have Zhang Yingying wearing high heels, but his posture was strong and strong, and his face was quite handsome. It's just that the corners of his lips are habitually pursed, his expression is cold, and he doesn't seem to speak well.

The most impressive is his eyes, his pupils are slightly dark red, and there are similar colors oozing around the eye sockets, especially at the corners of the eyes, intertwined with the veins protruding near the temples. Very uncomfortable.

Lieutenant Colonel Lu saw that the two were looking at each other, but they only did not know and did not help the introduction. They spoke again and turned their focus to themselves:

"Assistant Yan, what can I do for you?"

"According to the opinion of the headquarters, a batch of testing equipment was transferred from our company to screen suspects temporarily detained on board."

Assistant Yan was expressionless and directly operated the bracelet, indicating to Lieutenant Colonel Lu, and soon passed the authorized authentication.

"Testing equipment?" Lieutenant Colonel Lu Qidao said, "The following search is over?"

"Not yet, but the accuracy of the equipment is high, and installation and commissioning will take some time."

"Understand, understand."

Lieutenant Colonel Lu has some regrets. Since it is equipment reception, he must be present as a supervisor. The cordial communication with the girl lawyer can only stop here.

He signaled Assistant Yan to wait, and turned to smile at Zhang Yingying: "Miss Zhang, let's get here first? It's still early. I will arrange a cabin for you and take a break. I will arrange for you to reserve the information you apply for. Send it to you. "

"Thank you Mr. Lieutenant Colonel."

Zhang Yingying knew that she was no longer suitable for being alone in the monitoring center, so she took the initiative to reach out and shook hands with Lieutenant Colonel Lu, saying goodbye in advance.

When passing by Assistant Yan, Zhang Yingying smiled friendlyly, her eyes narrowed, but the automatic shooting function of the contact lens was activated, and the face of the person was archived.

Assistant Yan twitched his lips, not knowing whether it was a response. His sight did not fall on Zhang Yingying. Looking at the angle, it was a monitoring picture cast indoors.

Zhang Yingying glanced back at the moment of going out, Lieutenant Colonel Lu was still cautious, and did not want to give someone a handle. He already signaled his men to switch off the close-up of Luo Nan. At this time, on the monitoring screen, Luo Nan ’s figure was hidden in more than a dozen In a similar picture, it is not too eye-catching.

But Zhang Yingying has a strong feeling:

The assistant Yan, whose focus is on Ronan, has not moved for a long time.

Walking in the internal corridor of the warship, Zhang Yingying entered the image just shot into the database and determined the search conditions:

"From a uniform point of view, it's azure security, a professional security company affiliated to Quantum Corporation; able to communicate directly with the military, the position should be regarded as a high-level; and that pair of eyes ..."

After a few seconds, the warning sound starts: "The information is listed in the secret level, you have insufficient authority."

Zhang Yingying was not particularly surprised, but just turned her lips to another channel of information. A short time later, I picked up a simple personal file.

The reason why it is "simple" is because there is still a considerable part of it that has been blocked. However, only from the existing data, she can already verify some of her guesses.

The electronic photo on the file is exactly what Assistant Yan looks like, except that he is seven or eight years younger and is showing a smiling smile.

Yan Yongbo, former lecturer of Zhixing College, took the initiative to resign in 90 years.

Father, Yan Hong, a former professor of Zhixing College.

"Well, it's really a narrow path ... Did he recognize it?"

Zhang Yingying also thought that before she boarded the ship, she had a conversation with Xie Junping. Here, she had to make a correction: "The giant ship of Quantum Company does not care about the small ants. The spiders on it are not necessarily."

Seems like a very troublesome choice ... Give up?

As soon as he thought about it, Luo Nan's marvelous picture presented under his strokes flowed again in his mind.

"Really cool ..."

The "cool" Luo Nan is still writing and drawing, even if he has entered the situation, locked the source of interference, and confirmed the true face of the ghost, it does not mean to stop.

The feeling that the pen nib and heart become one is really wonderful.

Burning Golem is an incredible existence. Ronan does not know how to classify and characterize it. Even if he enters the set situation, how to deal with it, there is not much clue.

However, when he held the luminous pen in his hand, and let the lines flow from under the nib, all problems were not a problem.

Matter and spirit, reality and illusion, present and future are intertwined in multiple dimensions, depicting the same goal from multiple angles at the same time, no matter what, inspiration will not be exhausted.

The twisted, symbolic sketch of the prison building is showing increasingly clear clues to the idea.

Luo Nan's lips unknowingly made a small opening and closing, meditation on the well-known formula, and only selected the first four-character paragraph:

My heart is in prison!

Silent meditation, but the thoughts carried out in it have never been as solid as it is now, so that it has broken through the boundary between reality and illusion and penetrated into the level of imagination, as if incarnate into an iron mallet, striking **** the figure of imagination.

Like a bell, like a chime, in a fine shock, countless silver filaments are drawn and split from the figure, and countless flashing structures are randomly constructed, and clearly have a close correspondence with the "prison building" on the notebook.

Some are clear and upright, some are distorted and blurry, and the image is also very different.

Inside, there are densely woven fences, closed iron cages, tumbling arcs, gritty light guns ... in short, one by one, all of them are symbols of violence and coercion, and they are details of the sketches of prisons. .

Due to the leaping of consciousness and the random brushwork, most of the structures are only obvious, and they do not conform to the principles of construction at all, and they exist for a very short time.

However, whenever the coiled and broken silver wire structure was swept through, the burning magic shadow that had penetrated into the inner layer of the visualization was like a big enemy, constantly swimming and resisting, quite a bit embarrassed.

Burning Golem also wants to disrupt and destroy. The problem is that the process of developing in multiple dimensions at the same time has completely exceeded its control.

Luo Nan didn't know why it was so unbearable that the burning devil's shadow that looked up to the sky, how tall it was, and more than a hundred feet tall, was so unbearable, but he wouldn't stop.

Chongnianxun, imagination, and strokes!

Gradually, Ronan gave up injecting detailed inspiration into the sketches, but began to do subtraction, centering on more and more clear idea clues and strengthening.

In the visual figure, the silver wires that jumped together seemed to sense the strong and pure idea in his heart. Hundreds of thousands of fragile constructions collapsed, re-displaying the simple and pure structure of the tetrahedron.

In the center of the figure, the sound of "Wla La" came out of the center of the inscribed ball, as if carrying a heart trembling.

Faced with this change, Burning Golem has lost the courage to stay again. In the darkness, the flame light rolled up, disengaged from the figure of imagination, and turned into a red light.

This is a visual aspect. Where does it go?

After a long time, the world of emptiness was turbulent again. The red light seemed to penetrate a layer of invisible film. After a slight lag, it was full of speed and broke away.

At the moment when the "film" penetrated, Luo Nan felt a trance, and a cold metal wall, a knee resting on the notebook appeared in the field of vision, and ... himself who was drawing with a pen.

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