Royal Alchemist

Qiu Ye swung the two cans of coffee in her hands and threw them at the two soldiers. One of the cans hit a man's forehead, and the other flew out, smashing a piece of glass with a clatter.

The two soldiers realized that it was not good, left the half-beaten men, and rushed out of the dormitory.

Qiu Ye hugged a person by the waist, regardless of the three sevens and twenty ones, he punched him first.

The man bent down in pain, dragged Qiuye a few steps, and the other one had already slipped out.

"Is there anyone! You're beating someone!" Qiu Ye yelled loudly, grabbing the one in her hand tightly.

He heard a series of messy footsteps outside, followed by a thud, the sound of his body falling to the ground. A few seconds later, Feng Qi appeared in sight.

Qiu Ye didn't have time to think about why he appeared before sending a signal to Feng Qi, he looked anxiously at the person lying on the ground: "Professor Zhuo, are you okay?"

Zhuo Fan sat up from the ground in disgrace, his hair was ruffled, his white shirt was ripped open, the corner of his mouth was red and swollen, and the corners of his eyes were cracked and bloodshot.

He has always been neatly dressed, and he has never been so embarrassed. As the great professor of the Royal Military Academy and the number one mechanic of the empire's young and strong generation, even the emperor summoned him. beated.

This was simply a disaster for him.

He covered his waist, frowned in pain, and trembled with anger: "These two people... These two people..."

Seeing this, Qiuye beat the person in his hand several times.

A few more people came in dragging the fleeing soldier, General Xie and Philip.

"What's the matter?" Philip yelled when he saw Zhuo Fan with blue nose and swollen eyes, "Professor Zhuo! Are you okay, Professor Zhuo! How dare you hit Professor Zhuo, don't you!"

General Xie swept around calmly and saw that Qiu Ye was still sitting on the soldier, just as he was about to help him, Feng Qi had already pulled Qiu Ye up, but the posture of reaching out his hand was already in place, so he could only follow the trend Drag the beaten soldier to the corner.

"Hurry up and report to the instructor." He said to a person beside him.

As soon as Qiu Ye got up, she quickly helped Zhuo Fan: "Professor Zhuo, are you okay? Can you stand up?"

Before Zhuo Fan could recover, he climbed onto the table and sat on the chair, with one hand on his waist.

Just 5 minutes before the two soldiers rushed into the room, when Qiu Ye had just fallen asleep, Zhuo Fan came to him to show him some materials for forging fighter parts.The teacher came to the door in person, Qiu Ye was flattered and wanted to pour tea for him, but found that there was no boiled water in the dormitory, so she hurried out and bought two cans of coffee and came back.

But I didn't expect that when I came back, I was shocked to see Zhuo Fan being beaten on the ground by two people.

These two people clearly came to seek their own bad luck. I really didn't expect that Professor Zhuo would suffer for him. Qiuye felt so guilty that everyone else felt sorry, let alone the teacher who taught her wholeheartedly.

Seeing his frown, Zhuo Fan thought he was worried about himself, but instead comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay."

General Xie said: "Send Professor Zhuo to the hospital, we will deal with it here."

After some fuss, Qiu Ye sent Zhuo Fan to the base hospital, and Xie escorted them to escort the troubled soldiers to the person in charge of the base.

Fortunately, Qiu Ye came back in time, Zhuo Fan only suffered a little skin trauma, after treatment, he was fine, except that his face was swollen a lot, and the corner of his eye was cracked, and a piece of biological glue was pasted on it.

Zhuo Fan was furious: "It's too much! It's too much! How could the empire have such soldiers, it's a disgrace to the empire! The scum among soldiers!"

Qiu Ye helped him apply medicine on the contusion, and apologized: "I'm sorry, Professor, I'm so sorry, I hurt you."

"What are you apologizing for? What does this have to do with you?"

"They came to beat me, they must have admitted the wrong person."

"How do you know they're here to beat you?"

"They rushed into my dormitory. I was the only one there. Who else could they look for? I'm so sorry!"

Zhuo Fan paused, and slapped his palm on the table: "That would be even more excessive! How could they beat a student!"

Seeing Zhuo Fan's gentle and handsome face being swollen, Qiu Ye felt so guilty that she didn't know what to say.

Feng Qi appeared at the door of the ward, hooked his fingers at Qiu Ye, who was still applying ointment on Zhuo Fan's waist, glanced at him, and ignored him.

"Your friend called you." Zhuo Fan reminded kindly.

"I know, it's okay, I'll give you good medicine first."

"I'll do it myself." Zhuo Fan took the ointment from him, "You go, don't let people wait for you."

Qiu Ye could only wipe her hands, walked out of the ward and closed the door.

"What's the matter, the professor's medicine hasn't been wiped yet." Qiu Ye said.

Feng Qi pulled him a few steps, brushed his hair away, there was a thin scar on his forehead, it was scratched by him when he was wrestling with someone: "You got hurt again."

Qiuye touched it nonchalantly: "A little bit."

"Don't touch it." Feng Qi took out a piece of biological glue.

Qiu Ye lowered her head slightly to make it easier for him to touch it, her slightly cool fingers touched his skin, and slid it gently, her hot breath breathed on her forehead, and she plucked the broken hair.

He can always perfectly blend the two feelings of cold and heat, and Qiuye's heart is like a piece of fudge embedded, soft and sweet.

"Okay." Feng Qi carefully applied the biological glue, and kissed again.

"What happened to those two people, did you say that Fast asked them to do it?" Qiuye asked anxiously, this is the most important thing.

"Not yet, but don't worry, Xie Jiang's group is more anxious than us. He actually had someone beat up the big professor. This is very interesting. You must know that Professor Zhuo has just been received by the emperor, and he is the celebrity of the empire. What?" At that time Feng Qi only thought about protecting Qiu Ye, but he didn't expect that it was Zhuo Fan who was beaten, remembering what he saw when he rushed into the dormitory, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Don't say it, you will feel even more sorry if you say it again, I would rather be the one who gets beaten."

Feng Qi comforted him: "I'm here to remind you, don't talk nonsense, now you don't know anything, understand?"

Qiu Ye heard the deep meaning in his words: "What do you want to do?"

"It's nothing, just leave it to me." Feng Qi looked coldly, "Don't blame me for being ruthless when Fast digs his own grave. This time I will make him stop being arrogant again."

The two had a conversation, Feng Qi left, and Qiu Ye returned to the ward.

Zhuo Fan had finished applying the ointment, and was resting on the bed. He felt very depressed when he was beaten up for no reason, but he still smiled when he saw Qiu Ye coming in, "Are you done talking?"

"Yeah." Qiuye nodded and sat on the chair beside the bed, thinking of what to do to compensate him.

Zhuo Fan tilted his head and looked at him for a while, played with his hair, tapped the bio-glue on his forehead, and smiled slyly: "He gave it to you?"

Qiu Ye rubbed her forehead and smiled: "Yes."

"It's nice." Zhuo Fan sighed, "It's nice to have someone I like by my side."

"He made a fuss, I really can't stand him, this scratch will be fine tomorrow."

Zhuo Fan smiled and shook his head: "I used to be the same as you. I always feel that the days are still long and there are countless tomorrows to squander, but often many things have passed today and there will be no tomorrows."

"Professor, what are you talking about?" Qiuye was at a loss.

"Remember to cherish the people around you, otherwise when you want to look back, that person may not be there anymore."

Zhuo Fan's sudden emotion made Qiu Ye not know what to say, so he could only stare at him blankly.

"Oh, don't pay attention to me, just treat me as confused." Zhuo Fan laughed at himself, "It's getting late, let's go back."

"I'm here with you."

"It's not a severe injury like a severed limb or leg. I'm just too lazy to move and want to spend the night here. Go back to sleep."

Qiu Ye didn't force it: "Okay, I'm leaving, you can call me anytime if you need anything."

Zhuo Fan waved his hand, Qiu Ye left the ward, when the door closed, he clearly heard a sigh full of infinite sorrow and longing.

-

The incident of the beating of the professor by the soldiers at the base was stabbed by someone, and it spread throughout the empire the next morning, becoming a scandal at the fighter training base and even the entire Destiny Legion.Whatever the reason, a rude soldier wounding a famous professor has had a very bad effect.

Zhuo Fan was no ordinary person, his beating shocked the two octogenarians in the empire.One is Zhuo Chang, the old head of the Zhuo family, Zhuo Fan's grandfather.The Zhuo family is also a master of alchemy. Although the family power is not as powerful as the Clark family, but Zhuo Chang is a well-known old alchemist who has served three generations of emperors of the Solomon family. The most experienced person.The other is Zhuo Fan's teacher, the highly respected mechanic Archibald. He is the person who presided over the manufacture of the most S-class fighters in the history of the empire. Zhuo Fan is his designated successor.In other words, Zhuo Fan alone influenced the masters of the two auxiliary departments of the empire, which was not something that the Solomon Empire could do casually.

So the photo of Zhuo Fan's injury was leaked out. Zhuo Chang, who was very old but still hot-tempered, smashed a table and cursed: "Who dares to beat my precious grandson! I'm impatient to live!"

But Archibald said slowly: "Please tell His Majesty the Emperor to investigate this matter thoroughly."

Lieutenant Colonel Link, the person in charge of the base, has changed from one head to two big ones. When he took over the task of training military cadets, he thought it was a good opportunity to perform in front of his superiors. Unexpectedly, something went wrong. Early in the morning, he gritted his teeth Without brushing or washing his face, he received a direct order from Lieutenant General Wade, the head of the Legion of Destiny: investigate the cause of the incident in detail.

If Qiuye didn't feel anything the night before, then when he woke up this morning, he realized that things had become serious.

On the rectangular table in the interrogation room, Lieutenant Colonel Link and his subordinates sat at one end, and on his left were three people representing the three major regiments of the Royal Military Academy. There was General Xie who represented Safirol.On his right are victims Zhuo Fan and Qiu Ye.

The corners of Zhuo Fan's mouth were still swollen, and the corners of his eyes were covered with bio-glue. His face was cold and he didn't speak. He was always gentle and looked very unhappy, and his unhappiness brought great pressure to Lieutenant Colonel Link.

Qiu Ye couldn't help laughing when he saw these people on the scene.

From the left hand side, the two major forces behind Zhuo Fan are not mentioned. I even heard that Zhu Xifeng made a phone call to express his condolences. He said it was condolences, but he put pressure on him. Behind Link was the pressure of the entire Destiny Legion. On the opposite side, Feng Qi and General Xie Needless to say, one is the mastermind at all, another wants to kill Fast every day, and the other Theodore, because Zhuo Fan has just built an S-class fighter for his uncle, so his scale is also tilted.

Opposite Lieutenant Colonel Link, at the other end of the long table, sat the perpetrator of the beating, one of the two privates.

This soldier was the one caught by Qiu Ye yesterday. His body was crooked, his collar was crooked, and the top button was broken. At this moment, he no longer had the aggressive look he had when he beat someone last night. Frightened, with no military demeanor, he curled up on the chair with his back bent, like a shrimp.

Link's expression was serious, and he stared at the second-class soldier opposite, as if he wanted to melt him through: "You tell me honestly, why did you beat Professor Zhuo!"

The second-class soldier glanced at Qiu Ye slyly. No matter how brainy he was, he knew to blame Xiao Li: "No, we didn't intend to beat any professor, no! We actually wanted to beat that person." He called He indicated with his eyes that it was Akiba.

Everyone's eyes fell on Qiuye, and Qiuye immediately put on a dazed and ignorant look.

Link looked at Qiuye suspiciously, then asked the soldier, "Why did you beat him?"

"Because...because...he provoked us! Yes, we don't like him!" The two soldiers were detained separately as soon as they were caught, and there was no chance to collude with each other, so when he spoke, he felt very guilty and his eyes wandered indefinite.

Link frowned: "What do you mean, please speak clearly."

"We thought he was not pleasing to the eye, so we wanted to beat him up, so we sneaked into his dormitory, but we hit the wrong person, that's it!" The soldier is an old man after all, and once he made up a lie, he said it more and more smoothly.

Link hadn't figured out how to continue the interrogation for a while, and Feng Qi snorted in an extremely contemptuous voice, just enough for several people around him to hear.

"Lieutenant Colonel Link, can I ask a few words?" Feng Qi looked at Link expressionlessly.

Link was shocked by his cold eyes: "Ah, of course, you can ask."

Feng Qi glanced at the soldier, obviously it was just a look, but the soldier felt that someone punched him in the heart.

"Go out first." Feng Qi said to Qiu Ye.

Akiba didn't know why, but she still got up and left.

After Qiu Ye left, Feng Qi pointed to the direction of the door and asked the soldier: "What's his name?"

"Huh?" The second-class soldier was dumbfounded.

"I said what his name is, do you know?"

The second-class soldier swallowed and did not speak.

"I don't know, do you?" Feng Qi sneered, "You don't even know his name, so you say you don't like him?"

The second-class soldier pouted his neck and said forcefully: "Do you have to know the name if you don't like it?"

"According to your posts, you are soldiers in the Second East District, and our area of ​​activity is the West First District. How did you see him, and why did you dislike him?"

The soldier was annoyed by his question: "Brat, you don't care how we saw him, we..."

Link couldn't help shouting: "Shut up and answer the question carefully, you idiot!" He deeply felt that something big had happened this time.

Feng Qi didn't take it seriously, turned on a screen on one wall, and released three photos: "Then tell me, which one is the person just now?"

I don't know where Feng Qi found these three photos. They are all white and clean young men. There is a certain degree of similarity. Those who know Qiu Ye can tell it at a glance, but those who only have a rough look at Qiu Ye may not be able to. figure it out.

The soldier didn't know Qiuye at first, so he hit the wrong person last night. Although he had met a few times, they were all in confusion. They were so far away that they couldn't see their faces clearly.At this moment, his eyes widened, and he stared at the three photos in a daze.

"Can't recognize it? Want me to help you? Is it him?" Fengqi pointed at a photo of a stranger.

The soldier was sweating profusely, his mind was confused: "Yes, it is him."

Xie Jiang and Theodore laughed at the same time, and the soldier realized that he must have said something wrong, and suddenly became angry: "You fart, you fucking fart!"

"Shut up!" Link slapped the table angrily.

"In other words, you have no enmity with Qiuye at all, who ordered you!" Feng Qi ignored his insults, and suddenly raised his voice, his voice was as cold as a collapsing iceberg.

"I... no... I..." The soldier was flustered. If he admitted that he was instigated by others, the crime would definitely be much smaller, but who knows if the noble young master will take revenge on him?

Seeing that this person might be about to tell the truth, but Feng Qi didn't continue to question him, instead he sat quietly in his seat.

At this time, Link's adjutant knocked on the door and handed over a report.

Feng Qi looked out from the crack of the door, and Lu Ting gave him an OK gesture.Since the freshman military exercise, the intelligent and steady Lu Ting has followed Feng Qi, and he represented Feng Qi in the inquiry work on the other side.

This is a transcript about a student, starting with Qiuye's roommate, who pointed out that his friend asked him out, leaving Qiuye alone in the dormitory, and his friend said that it was the right way to ask him to do this ster.If it was normal, they would not have confessed Fast in such a cooperative manner, but now the situation has gotten out of hand, and everyone can't wait to get out quickly, so as not to be ashamed.

Link knew it well, and closed the report, but he was even more uncertain. It was absurd that the person who was beaten was Zhuo Fan, but now it involves people from the Kirk family. Both sides are people he can't afford to mess with. What should we do? good?

The report was read one by one in the hands of several people.

Feng Qi noticed Link's expression from the corner of his eye, so he guessed what he was thinking, and before he could speak, he said to the second-class soldier first: "You have one last chance now, we already know who is behind your back. Sophistry is useless, just admit it."

The second-class soldier's ability to read words and deeds was first-class, and when the adjutant sent the report, he realized that it was useless to deny it.

He lowered his head and said, "Yes..."

"You have to think clearly before answering." Feng Qi interrupted him, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a sense of danger.

The second-class soldier looked at Feng Qi blankly.

"Think about it, it's best to tell all the truth at once, and don't ask us to ask again and again." Feng Qi said in a very slow and oppressive tone, "Actually, the person who told you to fight was not Qiu Ye at all, right? Otherwise, how could it be possible to beat up people without letting you recognize their faces? The real target of that person is Professor Zhuo, right? Taking advantage of Professor Zhuo's opportunity to go to Qiuye's dormitory is just a cover-up, right?"

Zhuo Fan raised his eyebrows lightly, looked up at Feng Qi, General Xie also turned his gaze back calmly.

The second-class soldier looked at Feng Qi in fear, opened his mouth and made no sound, how could he not understand this kind of confession tone?

Everyone didn't make any noise, and Link didn't dare to say too much. After all, it's not for him to interrupt casually about these nobles.

"The war between the upper class has nothing to do with you ordinary soldiers. You don't need to be that person's scapegoat." Feng Qi continued word by word, "You are just a thug he hired, he Whatever he told you to do, you just did it stupidly. He must have promised you a lot of benefits, right? After all, beating a big professor, you have to take a lot of risks. As long as you honestly explain all the facts clearly, Your charges will definitely be mitigated, after all, it is that person who really needs to bear the responsibility. You should think clearly. "

The interrogation room was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop on the ground, and of course the heavy breathing of the soldiers.

Mingming Fengqi only said a few words in a plain manner, but the soldier felt a mountain pressing down on him, forcing him to suffocate, and beads of sweat kept coming out of his forehead.

At this time, Zhuo Fan, who had been sitting quietly by the side, suddenly moved, breaking the stalemate and heavy atmosphere.

"Well, what Feng Qi said is very reasonable. No wonder you rushed in not long after I entered the Qiuye dormitory. In fact, I already know who the instigator is. If you tell everything you know, I won't say much. Make things difficult for you." Zhuo Fan said lightly.

Feng Qi glanced at Zhuo Fan in surprise.

On the surface, this sentence looked like a light and fluffy feather, which seemed to have no weight, but in fact it was as heavy as a weight, completely crushing the soldiers' psychological defense.