The Last Cat in the Universe

The fourth army commander who just pinched the small meat pad pulled the floating panel close by in cooperation.

Ji Xiuyu glanced at the panel, his eyes that had been prepared to pass by for a moment paused, and then looked back.

Because he found that the words on the panel were messed up, and there were a lot of typos, and he couldn't even taste the title at a glance.

"Who does it ..." As soon as Mrs. Marshal's words rose, he looked down at the small hair squatting in front of him.

The small hair ball also looked up at him, staring at the pair of beautiful blue cat eyes.

marshal:"……"

OK, I know who made this panel.

It is also difficult to strike so many words for Yuean with a small paw.

After all, the claws are small and short, and Yue'an has no patience. It's okay to poke a few buttons and hit a word that can be associated with it. A long series of sentences can just kill him.

Being able to barely write such a panel is very worth encouraging.

You know, in normal days, even if you put the panel in front of Yuean and let him type a few words, it will be pushed away by a claw and continue to be willful.

Mr. Marshal, while looking at the panel, could not bear to correct the typos and confusion of the sentence. He was very hard to understand that the three legionnaires under his hand could bear such a panel file.

"Mahjong rules?" Mr. Marshal said as he changed.

The leader of the Fourth Army Corps nodded: "Yes, it is probably a small entertainment game of ancient earth. It is very interesting. It can train mental arithmetic and shorthand skills as well as observation and anti-reconnaissance expression management. The rules ... Viet An worked hard. One morning."

Yue'an raised her small breast proudly, her tail dangling, and she looked at Mr. Marshal with bright eyes.

Ji Xiuyu glanced at his cat, faced the pair of cat eyes full of expectation, swallowed the disappointment to the mouth and picked out the mistake, and reached out and touched Yuean's head.

"Good," said Mrs. Marshal. "There are still a few enlightenment books at home."

Yuean: "..."

I just want to compliment.

I don't want to learn.

Learn to thin a cat.

Mr. Marshal hit him.

invalid objection.

Yue'an turned around and held his **** to Ji Xiuxu.

Mr. Marshal looked at the tip of Yuean's tail dangling in front of him. Judging from the frequency and strength of the shaking, Yue'an was not unhappy at the moment.

Swinging leisurely, the little one turned up a radian, obviously in a good mood, and the angry little looks seemed to be pretending.

Ji Xiuzhen tilted his head and continued to look at that panel.

Generally speaking, it is a rule of the game, typos are very common, the expression logic is very poor, and it is a perfect cat-style masterpiece-write where you want, and play freely.

If you don't understand, your IQ is too low.

The IQs of the legionnaires are not low. After being crushed by Yue An, who is in control of the rules, for two hours, with a bunch of typo rules, they finally understand what kind of game this is. A brutal counterattack of Yuean was carried out for four hours.

For four hours, Yuean felt that her hair was going to be bald.

However, the scene that Yuean and the three army chiefs expected to play Mahjong with Ji Xiuyu did not happen.

Because Mr. Marshal changed the document full of typos and sentence errors after the onset of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and then ordered to save it, then stood up, turned his cat around and walked away.

Yuean :? ? ?

Three legions :? ? ? ?

and many more?

The script is not written like this!

Yuean was stunned, and her four claws hung in the air and kicked: "Meow!"

The marshal stepped forward and reached out to support his ass: "What?"

Yue'an sat on Marshal's hand, stretched his claws and pointed at the three regiments.

Say okay to fight back for the uncle! !!

"No time to play." Ji Xiuyu put Yuean into his pocket.

As soon as Yuean struggled to crawl out, his feet and feet gently rubbed a small hard object.

He made a move, glanced back into his pocket, and two chips chipped out by him last night were lying there securely.

The better you are, the better you are.

After all, it's about his future catnip.

Mr. Marshal took Yuean home.

After taking a night off today, he will once again bring the scientific research department to court—of course, it is targeted to the No. 1 ladder laboratory.

This time it was not a military court, but the Supreme Court of the Empire.

The Supreme Court claims to be absolutely strict, fair and open.

As usual, after the court has verified and investigated the case evidence and accepted his application for prosecution, it will formally begin the trial in three days.

Ji Xiuyu didn't deliberately tell the Military Propaganda Department and his team of lawyers about himself, because the Military Propaganda Department and the team of lawyers will definitely pursue it.

Partly because of curiosity, partly because of professionalism-they have to match every confession with evidence.

In the next time, they will dock with the Acting Minister of the Scientific Research Department, get relevant evidence, and seek some professional help to prepare for the trial.

Although the outside world will know about Mr. Marshal as an SS-level genetic experimenter, but knowing it is two concepts to directly and directly put the experimental record as evidence in front of them.

This is the same as someone telling you "I hurt my foot" and "I accidentally kicked my big toe with a needle and poke it into the nail seam to provoke a piece of meat." The former is vague and only raises the desire. Comforting mind. And the latter, let alone listen, just looking at the text will produce neuropathic pain.

Ji Xiuyin has a sense of his position in the military and the people.

If you really want to throw out the text records and audio and video records in the experimental records, that's over, let alone the few people in the ladder laboratory will explode, even the image of the entire scientific research department and all scientific researchers must be instantaneous. Fall to the bottom.

Mr. Marshal did not want to see this happen.

Inquiring into the mysteries of life, tracing the universe and its origins is a matter of great appreciation and affirmation in itself.

But ordinary people who are dazzled by anger and justice will not see as clearly as he does. They will only kill the scientific research group with one stick, and will have aversion and fear to this group.

In formulating the prosecution documents, Mr. Marshal also emphasized the details of the experiments that were not allowed to be disclosed as evidence.

Ji Xiuyu returned home with Yue'an, tiredly rubbing his eyebrows and relaxing on the sofa for a while, then took the two chips from Yue'an into his hands.

Yue An didn't bring the box with him when he took the chip. He couldn't tell which one was catnip and which was Xi Xiu.

And Ji Xiuquan when the two chips are about his experimental records.

—— Until now, Ji Xiuyin also believed that Yuean rushed to the scientific research department because he was angry about being attacked. In addition, the SS-class genome was stirred up by those comments watching the live broadcast. Yuean is probably Go straight to the thoughts of those heads.

Mr. Marshal did not have any doubt that the chip from Yue An will be useless.

Although his cat is lazy, his brain is very clever.

Ji Xiuyu thought, while taking a chip into the light brain.

Yue'an rolled over from the carpet, jumped onto the sofa, squatted on Ji Xiu's legs, spread out his small belly, and held his hand with Mrs. Marshal's two front paws.

Ji Xiuyu is very tall, and the whole person is larger than ordinary people, including his hands.

With his hands stretched out, he could catch more than half of the cats in Yue'an-leaving only a small head outside.

Yue'an held his hand, and patted his small paw gently on top, as if he had to tap on the maturity before buying watermelon.

While waiting for the chip code to be decoded, the Field Marshal bowed his head and looked at the small hair clusters on his legs. From time to time, he moved the palm held by the soft and warm little body. The forefinger and **** were straightened, and occasionally scratched. Ann's little chin.

Yuean opened his mouth and bit his index finger with no effort.

White jade-like fangs and soft pink tongues gently rubbed across the fingertips, with a slight itching.

Mr. Marshal left him alone and reached for a second book of enlightenment from the table.

"If you have nothing to do at home, learn this."

Yue'an raised his head and glanced at him, then shrank into Mr. Marshal's hand, pretending not to see it, his tail was still outside, and Yuji dangled around.

Seeing his reaction, Ji Xiuyu put the book aside and glanced at the interface that had been deciphered. He pulled back the hand held by Yuean and clicked into the main page.

Then he frowned.

"Catnip reagent?"

Yuean's voice was sweet and greasy: "Meow!"

Mr. Marshal gazes at the cat who had puffed him up with interest, pulled the experimental record aside, opened the backup of the cat's data he had previously copied, searched for a catnip, and hugged the cat on his leg. Up.

"Why did you go to the research department for this?" Mr. Marshal asked. "The reagent when they grabbed you, is this?"

"Meow!" Yue'an answered crisply and neatly, then extended both front paws, and touched Ji Xiu's face, coquettishly, "Meow ~"

Mr. Marshal does not know what to say.

——Who can think of Yue'an entering the Scientific Research Department not because he was offended and angry, nor because he guessed what happened to him, but instead went to catnip that few people knew?

With that said, Ji Xiuyu himself didn't believe it.

If they knew it, they would be so angry.

After all, before leaving the military prison, those two people were still angrily saying that he used Yuean to enter the scientific research department to plant stolen goods.

Mr. Marshal did not expect this to happen.

The people on the first ladder simply used their lives and future lives to explain what it is to lead a cat into the room, what to be caught by surprise, and what it is that they never expected.

Yue'an is still spitting and flirting: "Meow ~"

Mr. Marshal pulled out the chip and made a mark on it: "I will give it to the science class."

Yue'an was satisfied, and he rolled up, squatting on Ji Xiuyu's legs to sort out the messy fur.

Mr. Marshal looked at another chip and asked him, "This one?"

"Meow." Yuean pushed the chip to Ji Xiu's side.

"Mine?" Ji Xiuyu said as he put the chip into his brain.

"Meow!"

Yuean raised his small head and raised a front paw.

Then, when Mrs. Marshal squeezed his claws with a little confusion, a small amount of flames appeared on the tip of the claws.

"Meow!"

Not only did I bring you the chip back!

I also burned the remaining muscle tissue and blood samples!

Can't think of it!

Cat Marshal Zero Marshal did not expect it.

He glanced at a handful of flames and burned a hole in the sleeves, and taught: "Don't play with fire."

The chip that records SS-level genomes is quite a lot.

Mr. Marshal was not interested in seeing his painful appearance again when he was young. He skipped the audio-visual materials and scanned the text.

The result disappointed him.

After such a long period of time, they still only stay at the level of conjecture, without even an accurate conclusion of the SS-class genome.

Ji Xiuying glanced at the record, pulled out the chip, extracted the part that could be used as evidence in case of need, and then rubbed his eyebrows, looking a little tired.

He didn't close his eyes until yesterday.

I have to get up early tomorrow.

Mr. Marshal looked at the cat who was already lying on the couch and squinted into sleep, and hugged the cat upstairs.

The next day, various galaxy media with different jet lags in the Hinters Empire received an explosive news.

——The Marshal of the Empire, Ji Xiuyuan, who had originally dropped the lawsuit because of the cat accident, once again brought the scientific research department to court!

This time it was not because of accusations by others, but from Marshal Ji himself, and his goals were quite clear.

He sued all the scientific researchers in the No. 1 Ladder Laboratory of the Imperial Ministry of Scientific Research, a total of six people, including three previously suspended and investigated, and the former scientific research minister who resigned.

The public prosecutors chosen this time are no longer military courts that accept military complaints, but the Supreme Court of the Empire.

This is a so-called absolute rigor, fairness, and impartiality. It is not sheltered or shaken by public opinion. It acts in strict accordance with laws and regulations. It is not allowed to apply for non-great grievances and will conduct a large number of detailed investigations of the case before the formal hearing. Special court.

Three years have passed since the last session of the Supreme Court.

This time, the court quickly accepted Marshal Ji's accusation and announced the first trial in three days.

The situation investigation only lasted for one day, which was compared with the efficiency of the previous Supreme Supreme Court's detailed investigation for more than a month. It was just like launching a rocket!

But what does this mean?

This shows that the prosecution's evidence is sufficient to just verify and not conduct a new investigation!

Everyone knows that the night before, Marshal Ji broke into the research department with his soldiers in anger!

What happened in the middle of this? ?

The media was like crazy, rushing to the Supreme Court of the Empire in an attempt to learn something from the staff.

And they separated some vigilant live broadcast booths from Yue'an, and they opened as usual.

In the picture, a small white hair ball takes a tail around a box and engraves some small stone blocks with strange patterns, raises its soft little paws, and knocks on the door of Marshal Kevin's house.

The author has something to say: Yuean: Our villagers and old people love playing mahjong after retirement!

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