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"Your Highness, why are you here?"

"Where did you go, you came back so late."

The two spoke at the same time, and then fell silent at the same time.

"I was called away by the marshal when I got off work today." Wen Sen moved first after being silent. He closed the door and walked to Zongzheng and Dui's sofa to sit down.

Zongzhenghe was wearing a blue casual suit today, which made his skin even fairer. There was a half-drunk cup of tea in front of him, obviously waiting for a long time.

"What did the Marshal ask you to do?" Zong Zhenghe probably knew about the movements of the military department. Except for the matter of the space port, the military department had nothing to do with Wen Sen these days. Why did the Marshal send Wen Sen away? Sen called away during off-duty hours.

And let him wait for so long.

"The marshal's adjutant came to stop me in the parking lot after get off work. He took me to the marshal's manor to attend a party among officers." Wen Sen explained briefly, and informed Zong Zhenghe of his after-work schedule.

Wen Sen could hear anger from Zong Zhenghe's words. Although it didn't sound like it was directed at him, he still felt shocked.

And guilty conscience.

Zongzhenghe didn't talk about what happened yesterday. Could it be that he was really drunk at that time and really couldn't remember anything?

Thinking about it this way, Wen Sen couldn't tell whether he was grateful or disappointed.

"It's that party." Zongzhenghe understood as soon as he heard Wen Sen's words, "It's something the Marshal created in recent years. It doesn't matter whether you go or not."

The Third Legion has no idle resources to exchange for.

They were the ones who received the least amount of supplies among the ten legions. They didn't have enough supplies for themselves, so where did they get the idle items to exchange?

And with the passage of time, the party was no longer what it was at the beginning. The officers "exchanged" again and again. Unknowingly, many people had regarded the things in the army as their own, and the things they exchanged were no longer their own. Is for Legion.

Zong Zhenghe glanced at Wen Sen, "Since it's the Marshal's party, why did you come back so early?"

"It might be almost over when I went." Wen Sen said concisely, "I had a few words with the marshal, and he went upstairs to rest. I saw that everyone had dispersed, so he followed."

Wen Sen refused to mention the content of his conversation with the marshal, and that he was the first person to walk out of the banquet hall.

In order to prevent Zong Zhenghe from continuing to ask, Wen Sen rubbed his right hand behind his back, "Your Highness, you are still waiting for me so late, is... what's the matter?"

What he really wanted to ask was whether Zongzhenghe still remembered what happened yesterday, but when the words came to his mouth, he wanted to change his appearance.

Zongzhenghe really had something to do when he came over, "Eileen gave it to me, she said that she has sorted out the things you asked her yesterday."

In fact, these were not the original words of Elena. Elena just mentioned something about Wen Sen when reporting to Zong Zhenghe in the morning.

Elena received the document sent by Wen Sen yesterday, and after reading it, she thought it was something he asked Zongzhenghe on behalf of, so she sorted out the information today and directly contacted Zongzhenghe.

"What do you want to do when you ask her about the chip?" Zong Zhenghe couldn't figure this out anyway.

Wen Sen understood Elena's thoughts as soon as he turned his mind, and he knew everything about his past Zongzheng and he had nothing to hide.

However, there are many things behind this incident. Wen Sen asked Zongzhenghe to go to the study, and after turning on the signal jammer, he explained it carefully from beginning to end.

"You mean, that chip is something from Star Pirates?" Zong Zhenghe had never imagined in this direction before.

Slave chip doesn't sound like a good name.

"Your Highness, I have already promised that Thain will help them remove the chip. Miss Elena should be able to." Wen Sen asked Zong Zhenghe's opinion. If Zong Zhenghe did not allow him to ask Elena for help, then he could only think about it. other ways.

He will not go against Zong Zhenghe's wishes.

Zong Zhenghe would not stop Wen Sen, he was even more curious about the chip now, and at the same time he remembered the chip without any explanation in the black box given to him by the old emperor.

Speaking of which--isn't the black box also a star thief's thing?

"Wen Sen, look at this." Zong Zhenghe took out an antique pocket watch from his pocket, and he put the chip in the pocket watch and carried it with him.

Vinson's eyes paused on the pocket watch—he had given it as a gift and cost him all of his first month's salary—and then he reached for the chip.

The chip is special, only the size of a fingernail, Wen Sen once used it, "It's the same as the one given to me by the old fox."

If this is the control chip, then the person he controls—

"vice captain!"

At the same time, Wen Sen and Zong Zhenghe thought of the person who was directly assigned by the old emperor to the guard. No wonder the old emperor trusted him so much. I'm afraid this was the reason.

Zong Zhenghe and Wen Sen looked at each other, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

Wen Sen found a spare optical computer from the study and handed it to Zong Zhenghe, with a chip in the palm of his other hand.

Zongzhenghe took the optical brain, and picked up the chip with the other hand.

The chip was too small, and his fingertips inevitably made contact with Wen Sen's palm.

Zongzhenghe's nails are trimmed regularly and don't scratch people. It feels like a cat with its claws closed in the palm of his hand.

The itchy touch was only for a moment, but the aftertaste was long.

Wen Sen withdrew his hand and clenched it into a fist. If he ignored his stiff arm, he really didn't feel anything.

Zong Zhenghe's attention was not on Wen Sen, he missed Wen Sen's unnaturalness, he inserted the chip carefully, and then started it.

After a series of program installations, the chip finally revealed its true purpose—it is also a control chip.

This incident was too sudden, and Zong Zhenghe needed to plan carefully. He put away the spare optical brain and looked at Wen Sen, "Speaking of which, the wine tasted good yesterday. I also want to thank you for taking care of me after I got drunk."

These words were casual, but Wen Sen's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

What does this mean, Your Highness?

He remembered what happened yesterday?

If you think about it, he shouldn't be so "calm" now, right?

Or did he only remember half of it?

Is that the first half or the back half?

Wen Sen, who was caught in his own thoughts, didn't even know when Zongzhenghe left.