Mecha Forger

As expected by Song Ci, just after the screen was still for more than ten seconds, slight footsteps were heard through different lenses, intertwined into a piece of frightening music.

The door to the confinement slowly opened, revealing her naturally curly brown hair, blue-black eyes, facial features that would not be picked out if thrown into a crowd, and a proper public face.

But in front of the camera, Song Ci, Tang Fan, Tao Qingxi and Emile Field all spit out the same name - Solomon Burke.

Yes!

It was Solomon Burke who committed suicide out of fear of committing a false accusation.

He followed the direction of the flashing electric light and walked towards the "little bugs" step by step.

The small movement of dragging his right heel made Tao Qingxi say with certainty: "It's him, he can't be wrong!"

Confirming the identity of Solomon Burke did not make Song Ci and Tang Fan's expressions any better.

There are not a few people in the alliance who are on the run, and Solomon Burke is one of the more certain ones.

It won't change anything, and it won't give them much surprise.

Rather than whether the person in front of them was Solomon Burke, they were more concerned about another question - "Has Solomon Burke learned about casting?"

Ms. Tao Qingxi has been in a coma for more than thirty years and is not very sure. She can only turn her attention to Emile Field, who "understands" Solomon Burke better.

Emil Field thought hard for a while and shook his head, "I am not familiar with Solomon Burke.

As far as I know, he spends most of his time doing research in the laboratory.

But I don’t know what he is researching in the laboratory privately.

After all, if it hadn't been for this chance encounter, I wouldn't have known that Major General Song and Head Tang had so many unknown new skills. "

There's nothing wrong with that.

That’s right, it’s a bit more meaningful.

Song Ci looked at Emil deeply and said nothing.

As a major general in the alliance, he still knows his priorities clearly.

It doesn’t matter whether Emil’s words sound good or not, as long as they are useful.

At this critical juncture, there is no need to engage in unnecessary verbal disputes.

Tang Fan clicked his tongue and finally held back.

His eyes dimly moved from Emil to the screen.

Seeing Solomon Burke's face getting clearer and clearer, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Fortunately, Solomon Burke, just like the information Emil Field had grasped, stayed in the laboratory all year round and had no research on casting. He walked around the fence for a short while and couldn't figure out the reason.

Tang Fan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

But before she could take a deep breath, she saw Solomon Burke take out a familiar thing from his space button - a walkie-talkie.

This product of the earth age has long become an antique by the interstellar age.

If Tang Fan hadn't been so well-informed, he really wouldn't have recognized it.

"No! This girl has foreign aid!"

Although Song Ci didn't recognize the gadget in Solomon Burke's hand, he understood the meaning of Tang Fan's words and couldn't help but look stern.

He hurriedly shouted to the man with glasses: "Be careful and be prepared for a second plan at any time."

Although the man with glasses didn't know the reason for Song Ci's nervousness, he remembered the military order like a mountain and replied, "Got it!"

During this back and forth, Solomon Burke on the screen also spoke.

"Zhao Qian, there's something wrong with the fence. Come and take a look!"