Interstellar Prison Development Report

Aragorn spread out on the chair, his tall body writhing back and forth restlessly.Feite raised his head from the document in his hand and glanced at him lightly.

Aragorn curled his lips: "The chair here is too hard and so small, it hurts my whole body."

Feite put down the file: "I'm here for office work, not for afternoon tea. It's not comfortable, and I don't need it at all."

Aragorn made a bored expression: "What a boring person."

Fit ignored his complaints and pointed to the figures on the document: "Why are there so few sales in these places?"

Aragorn stretched out his head to glance at the information, and said helplessly: "They seem to have obtained the supply from other places. I managed to get one. The workmanship is rough and the performance is single, but it is durable and has strong firepower. The price is one-third of our price." One, to be honest, if it were me, I would choose this too."

Fit held the document in silence for a while, before saying, "Can you find out where these weapons come from?"

Aragorn spread his hands: "You don't need to tell me, I have already checked it. As a businessman, you must always know what your competitors are like. Knowing your enemy and yourself can win a hundred battles."

"Oh?" Feite spread the document on the table, pretending to listen attentively: "Tell me about your opponent."

Aragorn changed his posture and shrugged: "I can't find it."

Feite narrowed his eyes, like a wolf about to attack: "Can't find it?"

Aragorn played with the huge green grandmother ring on his thumb: "The source of the goods came from the rear of the resistance forces. The news has already passed through layers of checkpoints to me, and basically nothing can be found. The other party is also very cautious and never Dealing with other arms dealers, weapons do not flow into the market, but are directly traded with the leaders of the rebel forces, the supply of goods does not pass through the hands of a second person, and my people do not even get in. "

"They are also very principled in selecting customers. They only choose relatively large power leaders who have deep grievances with the alliance. These people are relatively strict. Don't dare to try again."

Fite gently slid his finger over the edge of the document: "Forget it, you don't want to inquire about these things in the future, just do business well. The alliance will not treat you badly for your contribution."

Aragon stood up and made an exaggerated aristocratic bow: "Then thank you, Mr. President, there is nothing else, I will go to business."

Feite unconsciously pointed his finger on the table, and didn't say to let him go, nor did he say no to let him go, but suddenly asked: "Before Finn rebelled, how many times did you seem to have a relationship with him?"

Aragorn raised his eyebrows: "I have seen it a few times, and I even gave him a book."

Feite remained silent, but still tapped the table regularly with his fingers.

Aragorn looked careless, and continued: "After all, he was still the most promising major general in the alliance at that time. I am a businessman, and I always hope to hook up with people in the military and political circles. After all, I can enjoy the shade by leaning on a big tree. It cost me a lot of money, and it was all in vain, forget it, in the business field, if there is a profit, there will be a loss.”

Hearing his complaint, Feite chuckled: "You are indeed an excellent businessman."

Aragorn nodded gracefully, which didn't match the sloppy clothes he was wearing: "Thank you."

Fate raised his eyes and looked at Aragorn's face, his eyes were sharp like knives, Aragorn shivered his shoulders in shock from his eyes, and pulled the skirt reflexively, Fate kept his reaction in his eyes, and asked lightly : "What kind of person do you think Finn is?"

Aragorn waved his hand: "He is just a boring person, not easy to bribe, I will never look for him for business."

Feite smiled lightly: "Indeed, he is absolutely an upright person, so his betrayal is especially intolerable."

In the second half of the sentence, Fate spoke in a low voice, and Aragorn couldn't hear clearly: "What?"

Feite said: "It's nothing, you go back and rest."

Aragorn made an indifferent expression, and Shi Shi ran out the door.

Aragorn had just left the office. A wall with murals slid open slowly in Feite's office. Secretary-General Hua De came out with a small instrument.

Feite didn't look back, and asked directly, "How is it?"

Hua De stared at the data on the instrument: "The heartbeat is steady, and the brain activity is regular. Looking at the data, he is not lying."

Feite laughed contemptuously: "These businessmen talk about people when they see people, and they talk about people, what is he thinking, I'm afraid these instruments can't detect it."

Ward tentatively said: "You suspect that Aragorn has something to do with Finn's rebellion."

Feite shook his head: "Not sure."

Hua De nodded in agreement: "I also think it shouldn't be, he has no reason to go against the alliance."

Feite said coldly: "Who knows, I always feel that Aragorn is not as simple as he looks."

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The afternoon sun is warm and soft, with the smell of water vapor from the vegetation, which makes people want to sleep for a long time.The bed is soft and soft, soothing every inch of tired skin. On the pillow is the familiar fragrance of roses from the lover, faint, lingering into an indelible dream, like the wet tongue of a first love lover, licking on the cheek lick.....

Wait, something seems wrong! !

The wet tongue kept licking on the cheek.

A lick of the tongue on the cheek.

lick! !

Cheng Lei woke up from his sleep in the afternoon. He sat up with a bang, turned the unknown object lying on his face 360 ​​degrees in the air, and threw it straight at the hard floor. Fortunately, it flew out of the air in time. A pair of big hands firmly caught this fragile little creature.

It almost fell into a pile of cakes, and the little creature was so wronged that it let out a small moan and groan.

Cheng Lei just woke up, and his consciousness is still not clear. He blinked, focused, and pointed at the thing in Dracula's hand: "What is this thing?"

Dracula held up the two front paws of the little thing, put it in a cute pose, and held it in front of Cheng Lei: "Seeing that you are bored, I caught it back for you to play with, do you like it?"

Cheng Lei turned his head: "It's too ugly, I don't like it."

The little thing felt that he was disgusted, and two tear bubbles burst out of his big eyes immediately, sobbing in grievance, the tears were dangling, unable to fall, it was very distressing.

Dracula held the little thing up to his eyes and glanced at it: "It's cute and not ugly."

After all, he turned his big, aggrieved eyes on Cheng Lei: "Let's take care of him, since I'm idle anyway."

Cheng Lei looked at it, and suddenly couldn't bear it for no reason, and stretched out his arm: "Okay, okay, let's raise it."

Dracula stuffed the little thing into Cheng Lei's arms: "That's right, you have to be caring."

Cheng Lei was suddenly stuffed into his chest, he hurriedly picked up the little thing, and then carefully looked at the little thing's appearance.

Just now Cheng Lei was conditioned to get up after being awakened, and he didn't see it clearly. He really wronged it by saying that this little thing is ugly. This little creature is the size of a kitten, with a round body, short arms and legs, like a The little pig has small eyes, naturally blush cheeks, short hair and smooth hair, a bit like a version of Pikachu with folded ears.

Maybe the appearance is really cute, Cheng Lei's eyes softened, and he felt like his father's love skills were stimulated.

This little thing knows how to wink, took the opportunity to rub his head into Chenglei's arms, and let out a small milky voice: "嘻~~~"

Cheng Lei couldn't help stroking its soft fur: "Where did you get this little thing? What's its name?"

Dracula looked at the scene of overflowing fatherly love in front of him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I bought it on the black market. This is called a doll beast. It can understand human language. Its intelligence is equivalent to that of a five or six-year-old child. It is a very rare pet species." You haven't chosen a name yet, you will be its owner from now on, please give him a name."

Cheng Lei shook the little thing's fat body lovingly: "Let's call it Cheng Cai, which means that we will be rich in the future."

"..." Dracula: "Okay, your pet is what you say..."

Cheng Lei suddenly remembered Dracula's purpose of going out during the day: "How about the funeral of Hu Lila's royal family?"

Dracula took off his coat and hung it on the armrest of the chair beside the bed: "It's being done. According to the intention of the original royal ceremonial officer, it will be simple and grand, and then buried directly in Hu Lila's family tomb, and then we will be buried in Hu Lila's family grave." Completely seal the tomb and make it a monument... Anyway, there will be no new members in the future."

Cheng Lei's heart was a little heavy: "Is there really no one who escaped by chance?"

Dracula shook his head: "The youngest grandchildren are all in the container. Hu Lila's royal line is completely cut off, and the alliance is really killing them all."

Cheng Lei sighed: "It's a crime."

Dracula poured himself a glass of wine: "The alliance has done a great job this time. I have already informed the mainstream media that is not under the control of the alliance through other people. They will come to visit and report the funeral."

Cheng Lei lowered his eyes: "Is this what you planned?"

Dracula nodded: "Yes."

Cheng Lei touched Cheng Cai's back, the little thing was already asleep, snoring softly: "You never do things without purpose, what is it for this time?"

Dracula sat on the edge of the bed and put his arms around his shoulders: "Now the alliance is full of complaints, but the media has not caught the main crime of the alliance. What happened to Hu Lila is a good opportunity. I believe they will not let it go. This opportunity. This is also a great opportunity to discredit the league."

Cheng Lei asked: "In this way, the matter of the container will be exposed."

Dracula took a sip of his drink: "The alliance is not a fool. After such a long time, 1 should have found out the general direction. Maybe they already knew that the container was in Cheng Xing. But now we don't have to be afraid of them, we are resisting In the rear area of ​​the area, the alliance's military strength cannot be defeated, even if some spies are sent over, we have a lot of talents in this area, and they are enough to deal with it. Now, the most worrying thing is you."

Cheng Lei is silent, he is indeed a target that may be exposed at any time.

Dracula kissed Cheng Lei's forehead: "Remember, you are the most important thing. I will work hard to train the team and develop weapons so that we can be strong enough to protect ourselves... Ramla We have survived so many years and so many difficulties in Texing, and now we are the birds that are about to return to the sky, and we are about to spread our wings and fly."

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Thank you zh little angel for the landmine, what a da, (づ￣3￣)づ