Tigers ban coveting

Duan Wuxin snorted, without raising her head, "I have no love, what are you stealing?"

The words inside and outside the words are simply incomprehensible.

"It's so ruthless," Ling Junhan said sadly, "Don't hide from it."

"I'm just afraid that my father will think wrong, and there is no other meaning." Duan Wuxin argued, "Don't talk, disturbing my homework."

Ling Junhan raised the report to cover his face, and said slowly: "OK, write."

Most of the reports are about the situation at the border. The recent Zerg riots seem to be eager to test the bottom line.

Combining these two hot searches, Ling Junhan has a strong premonition.

They're about to get ready.

If it's just a normal attack, then there's not much to worry about.

What I am afraid of is that it is particularly difficult to cooperate with the inside and the outside, and to fight in the cracks.

He turned on his brain and made a report summarizing the experimental results.

Blood samples combined with combat test results should be convincing.I just don't know what the attitude of the higher authorities is towards this situation.

Without further ado, he sent an appointment to his secretary, requesting a meeting with the President.

After receiving the feedback confirmation letter, Ling Junhan said, "Xinxin, I'm going out for a while."

Duan Wuxin paused, and asked in his heart, "Where are you going?"

"Report the beast soul plan to the president." Ling Junhan said concisely.

"I want to go with you." Duan Wuxin turned the pen in his hand, "Can I?"

Ling Junhan paused, hesitated and said: "I don't want to get involved too much, and I'm not sure if I should expose myself to the president and change my personality."

The fewer insiders, the more secure Duan Wuxin would be.

"I'm going to be eighteen soon, and I'm not considered a child. Besides, I'm the strongest evidence for the experiment, aren't I?" Duan Wuxin retorted with clear thinking.

He turned his head and shook Ling Junhan's shoulder, and begged, "I really want to participate in it, and work with you to find out who is behind it."

Ling Junhan was silent for a while, and agreed to his request: "Okay, after finishing the questions, we will change clothes and go out."

Hearing this, Duan Wuxin immediately became full of energy, and the nib of the pen squeaked.

Twenty minutes later, he threw the pen on the table, "It's finished."

"One is wrong." Ling Junhan glanced at the answer, and tapped the third question with his fingertips, "This short answer question is wrong."

Duan Wuxin lowered his eyes to look carefully, and asked confusedly, "Then what's the answer?"

Ling Junhan finished his answer ideas in the blank space, and said softly: "Idiot, I missed the question. I was asked to write a strategic analysis, but it's good, I wrote a bunch of how to attack, what are you thinking?"

"Oh, dazzled." Duan Wuxin pursed his lips, absent-minded.

"I don't think I was concentrating on the problem." Ling Junhan turned the pen around and forcibly picked out an advantage to praise. "The writing is much more beautiful than before, and it has improved."

Duan Wuxin looked at his dog crawling character and Ling Junhan's put together, it was simply a leapfrog humiliation.

He reached out to cover the exercise booklet so that no one could read it, "Sarcasm me."

"No sarcasm, boast." Ling Junhan moved his hand away, talking nonsense seriously, "It's better than my handwriting when I was in elementary school."

"Get out!" Duan Wuxin got up from his lap angrily, and touched his calf with his toe mercilessly, "Let's go."

Ling Junhan got up and took out the military uniform from the closet.

Regardless of whether there were still people in the room, Da Lala took off his clothes and threw them aside.

The person in front of him was suddenly half-naked, Duan Wuxin looked away and scolded angrily: "Why don't you go to the bathroom to change?"

"It's not that I haven't seen you." Ling Junhan swayed in front of him with his shirt in his hand, looking down at him, "Shy again?"

"I didn't!" Duan Wuxin raised his eyes, his eyes were fixed on the abdominal muscles, and he raised his hand to touch his stomach.

He also wants to exercise his muscles, so come and compare with him then.

Ling Junhan put on his shirt slowly and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I wonder...how did you get your abdominal muscles?" Duan Wuxin said bluntly.

Ling Junhan was amused, and glanced at his waist, "Want to practice too?"

"Well, it looks pretty cool." Duan Wuxin scratched his head, getting into a tangle, "Say, if I develop abdominal muscles, will it still be possible to transform back into a white tiger?"

Ling Junhan thought about the little white tiger with eight-pack abs, and felt that the painting style suddenly became weird.

He replied speechlessly: "I think... it's better to pinch if the stomach is soft."

Thinking of the touch of the callused hand, Duan Wuxin raised his head and yelled at him uncomfortably, "Don't pinch it."

"If you don't want it, then don't, why are you so fierce." Ling Junhan took out a set of clothes from the cabinet and handed it to him, "Put on formal clothes, the meeting is more serious."

Duan Wuxin picked it up and walked into the bathroom when someone grabbed her wrist.

"Just change it here, I don't want to watch it." Ling Junhan said lightly.

Duan Wuxin looked at him suspiciously, and asked uncertainly: "Really?"

"Yeah." Ling Junhan turned his back, lowered his head and bit a cigarette, flicked the lighter and lit it.

Duan Wuxin took off his clothes and took off his clothes, peeking at them while taking them off.

Ling Junhan was motionless, standing by the window, it really didn't look like he was peeking.

Be conscientious.

He put on his clothes slowly, and just after taking off his pants, Ling Junhan turned his head slightly.

Duan Wuxin covered her legs with her palms and exclaimed, "Turn around, I won't watch it!"

"I didn't know it was so slow." Ling Junhan chuckled and turned around consciously.

I just had a glimpse in my mind, that waist is so thin.

It feels like putting your finger on it, and with a little force, you will pinch out obvious finger marks.

He glanced down at the calendar, it was still some time before his birthday.

Probably recently, the frequency of taking cold showers has increased again.

"I'm fine." Duan Wuxin paced behind him and poked him on the shoulder.

Ling Junhan put out the cigarette, raised his hand to put on his military jacket and cap, and dressed solemnly.

He raised his hand to pick up the report on the desktop and said, "Let's go."

The mech stopped at the gate of Kerry Palace, and Duan Wuxin followed, step by step.

This is the first time he has come here, and everything he sees feels fresh.

After a physical inspection to ensure that no dangerous items were carried, he was finally able to enter.

Ling Junhan led him to the top floor, and a woman in a skirt came to greet him at the door.

She straightened her stomach and showed a standard smile, "Marshal, you are here. You can meet the president in five minutes. Please keep the meeting time within fifteen minutes."

"Okay, thank you Secretary Zhu."

The secretary glanced back and asked, "This is.... You can't go in without an appointment."

"He is an important witness in the plan I want to report, and we need to be together." Ling Junhan raised his eyes slightly, "Please accommodate me."

The secretary hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly, "Okay."

Duan Wuxin exhaled slightly, stood aside, and waited patiently.

"Marshal Ling has a lot of news recently, and I saw your hot search yesterday..." Secretary Zhu chuckled, and glanced at Duan Wuxin meaningfully, "Is this child bride-in-law a fake?"

"Fake." Without waiting for Ling Junhan to reply, Duan Wuxin directly refuted the rumor.

"That's good, I just said it doesn't look like it." Secretary Zhu smiled brighter, "Then, after we meet later, do you have time to have a light meal alone?"

Duan Wuxin: "?"

I'm still here, and you started flirting?

Ling Junhan touched Duan Wuxin's shoulder, and directly refused: "I've already made a dinner appointment with him, sorry."

He looked up at the clock on the wall, cut off the topic, "Sorry, I have to report first."

"Okay, let's make another appointment sometime." Secretary Zhu winked at him.

Duan Wuxin brushed against her expressionlessly, and smelled a very faint scent of perfume.

Find time to make an appointment again, date sister.

When the two entered the office, Ling Junhan opened the stool and sat down with a serious expression.

"President Hill, long time no see. I'll get straight to the point, Beast Soul Project, do you understand?"

"Junhan, you don't need to investigate any further." Hill sat in the office chair, raised his eyes slightly, with an imposing manner, "This project has been established more than ten years ago, and it is an experimental project voted by the House of Representatives. On the bright side, the government has always been subsidized with funds.”

Ling Junhan was stunned, "You approved the plan?"

"Of course, the original intention of the plan is to enhance the strength of the army. Turning animals into humans, or injecting soldiers with animal hormones, is something we have been trying to research." Hill knocked on the table, "However, the plan has not been advanced, so it has been put on hold. gone."

Ling Junhan hesitated for a moment, but he didn't expect that the plan had already been approved in advance.

If that's the case, there's no need for him to expose Duan Wuxin's fact of becoming a human being.

He paused, and put the soldier's report on the table, "But now, soldiers in the army have Zerg groups, which shows that this plan is continuing to be implemented, and has deviated from the original intention."

Ling Junhan gritted his teeth, and said word by word, "Can you imagine, if there are enemy spies in our army, what will happen?"

"Is there any evidence?"

"The Zerg group in this soldier's blood is the evidence."

"It's not enough, no one can prove that this is basically carried out by the Beast Soul Project." Hill pointed out the key point, "Of course I believe it, but is there also a possibility that it is a forced injection and then framed? "

Ling Junhan was silent.

Duan Wuxin pinched his palm, feeling upset.

He didn't know how to prove that the soldier was the victim of the beast soul experiment.

Obviously they all knew this was the case, but they couldn't prove it.

This feeling is terrible.

Ling Junhan pursed his lips tightly, "I will find evidence, but at the moment, I hope to allocate another army to me. Now the army is chaotic and filled with suspicious personnel, so we have to guard against it."

"It's okay if you want someone, no, I have never cared about the infighting with Li Yingyi, I hope you will take the overall situation into account." Hill smiled slightly, "Stop all the little tricks that don't work on the stage."

Ling Junhan raised his eyes and said righteously: "I will prove to you that my guess is correct."

"I hope so." Hill turned his head and glanced at Duan Wuxin, "Why is this guy coming with you?"

Ling Junhan paused for a moment, and temporarily gave Duan Wuxin an identity, "He is the investigator responsible for helping me investigate the plan. He originally brought a report to convince you, but you stopped him."

"Then look forward to further news from you." Hill raised his hand, suggesting to leave.

No progress, disappointed.

After the two stood up and greeted each other, they went straight down the building.

Duan Wuxin clenched his fist, then let go, "Why didn't you just say that I am a successful product of the Beast Soul Project?"

"Since he knew the plan a long time ago, there is no need to reveal it." Ling Junhan opened the hatch and stuffed Duan Wuxin in. "What we need to do now is to find evidence that the finalized soldier is an experimental product."

Duan Wuxin leaned on the back seat and sighed faintly, "It's so difficult."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head and saw the secretary twisting his waist and going downstairs, walking towards their mecha from a distance.

Here we go again, this man is endless!

Duan Wuxin caught a glimpse of that enchanting figure, and snorted sourly: "My peach blossom is here again, and I'm making an appointment for dinner."

"I'm not interested in her," Ling Junhan stared at his expression, and asked with interest: "Are you jealous?"

"How is it possible! Go if you want, I won't stop you." Duan Wuxin sneered, and said arrogantly: "If she doesn't mind three people having dinner."

As soon as the words fell, Duan Wuxin felt her heartbeat gradually speeding up.

He clutched his chest, staring helplessly as his fingers instantly turned back into tiger claws.

Looking down, the two legs disappeared and turned into short calves.

Next to the seat, there was a tiger's tail curled up.

Duan Wuxin raised his head suddenly, and pulled down the rearview mirror in front of the mecha.

In the mirror, it looked like a little white tiger sitting upright, with its pointed ears pricked up and a fierce expression.

Why did he suddenly change back at this time?

Ling Junhan was stunned for a second, staring at the approaching people outside the mecha, quickly picked up the little white tiger, and hid it under the seat.

The cabin door was knocked twice, and he moved the glass down, revealing Secretary Zhu's smiling face.

"I just got off work and changed my clothes. I didn't see you. Fortunately, I haven't left yet." She leaned on the window and asked softly, "Hey, why is that friend gone?"

"He's there temporarily, so let's go first." Ling Junhan hung his hands on the side of the seat, and made a nonsense reason.

Duan Wuxin squatted under the crowded seat, his limbs were wrapped in loose clothes, very upset.

He moved his head, dizzy from the smell.

Feeling the furry head poking around, Ling Junhan put his palm on it and gently comforted him twice.

"Isn't that just right? Since he missed the appointment, he should be free, so let's have a light meal together?" Secretary Zhu pressed down and said ambiguously.

Before Ling Junhan could speak, he felt that his arm was suddenly grabbed by the tiger's claws under the seat.

The strength is very fierce, with rage.

Sure enough, as soon as he changed back, his combat power rose sharply.

It is estimated that this paw is bleeding again.

Ling Junhan hissed, and replied with difficulty: "No, my wife will be angry."