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In the next few days, the military began to interrogate Poison Wolf and others.

As the main contributor to his arrest and arrest, the Third Army naturally couldn't ignore it.

When Wen Sen was arrested by the star thief, he had a vague feeling that Poison Wolf and the others were not targeting him, the new army commander, even if it was on the surface.

Therefore, he will not be able to sleep peacefully for a day without clarifying the purpose of the Exiled Star Thief Group.

However, the progress of the interrogation was slow, and the results have been unsatisfactory.Wen Sen has been in the interrogation room for two days.

The star robber's confession has its own style, which can be called a thousand-year-old style of writing.The contact person in their mouths has been disguised every time they appear. Except for the boss of the exiled Star Thief Group, no one knows the identity of the contact person.

Fortunately, the people in the interrogation department of the military tried their best to extract their contact information from the star thieves who secretly sneaked into the imperial capital. In the cave where they were found, there was a special unnamed optical brain, which contained map.

The map will be updated on time, and the star thief only needs to go to the place indicated by the map to play by ear.

This play by ear is of course the star thief's housekeeping skill, in other words it is wanton destruction.

The infiltrating star thief reacted quickly, and immediately formatted the optical brain after discovering the movement of the imperial army, and then physically destroyed it.

The people in the military department only found a bunch of wreckage in the cave.

Now the wreckage has been sent to the scientific research institute for restoration. As for whether it can be restored and to what extent it can be restored, we can only wait for the results from the scientific research institute.

After another day of interrogation without progress, Wen Sen left the military headquarters and went straight back to the villa.

This villa area was prepared by the Empress for Wen Zongzhenghe before her death. It is a quiet place in the noisy imperial capital. Although the occupancy rate is not low, there are few people staying overnight here. On weekdays, Wen Sen drives fewer and fewer cars on the way home.

Today is more and more open.

There was someone ahead in the middle of the road with arms outstretched, trying to stop Wen Sen.Fortunately, Wen Sen stepped on the brakes in time, so there was no accident.

"Brother!" The man walked up to Wen Sen's car window, reached out and tapped twice to signal.

"You guys are..." Wen Sen glanced at the convoy parked on the side of the road, and pressed a blue button on the car door with his left hand before pressing the window.

Wen Sen's car is indeed a small broken car, but every inch of the inside has been remodeled by him, which is completely contrary to the ordinary appearance.

"Hi! Brother, can you wait for us here for half an hour?" The man blocking the way had a hemp pocket under his arm, and he took out a pack of cigarettes and a box of wedding candy from it, and stuffed them into Wen Sen's arms through the gap in the car window. , "Today my younger brother married a wife, and they were recording a video earlier, saying they wanted to keep it as a souvenir."

"I don't know anything about young people, but, I'm just a younger brother, so I'll just treat my brother as a favor, what do you think?" After stuffing his cigarette, he took out another business card, "Today's matter is my responsibility." I'm sorry, brother, if you have something to come to me in the future, don't say anything else, at least I can borrow some money."

Wen Sen put away his business card, "OK."

Half an hour is not a big deal, Wen Sen drove the car to the side of the road and parked at the end of the convoy.

It seemed that he was not the only one who was stopped, there were many other car owners leaning against the car ahead, each with a pack of wedding candies and cigarettes.

Half an hour flew by, and Vinson only waited for 10 minutes before he saw a team of fancy-dressed convoys driving out of the community, with the latest open-top supercars leading the way.

If he remembers correctly, the pre-sale of this car has not yet started, only the concept map has been released.

Wen Sen thought of the business card he saw just now. The person blocking the way was Zhou Feisi, the chairman of Feisi Company.

Fez, that is the largest sports car company in Imperial City

In the convertible sat a man of the same build and face as Zhou Feisi, and behind him was a sweet bride in a wedding dress, who looked like a matching couple.

When the couple's wedding car passed by, Zhou Feisi came over to thank the car owners one by one, and stuffed everyone with a big red envelope.

Wen Sen put all the things given by Zhou Feisi in the storage box of the passenger side of the car, and then drove home.

Perhaps for the sake of shooting effect, Wen Sen saw a lot of confetti along the way, and a dozen or so cleaning robots were working happily.In addition to the ground, the street trees on both sides of the road seem to have been pruned, and there are some equipment that the photography team did not have time to take away.

A note was posted on the equipment, saying that it was temporarily stored, and that the guard fee would be charged at the warehouse price after three days.

It's just a wedding, so troublesome?

As soon as Wen Sen turned the steering wheel and drove the car into the underground garage, just as he was about to enter the garage, a light suddenly pierced his left eye.

"Z-"

Wen Sen slammed on the brakes, and the tires rubbed against the ground making harsh noises.

Without waiting for the car to stop, Wen Sen pushed open the door and walked back to the place where his eyes were flashed just now.

It is now 05:30 in the afternoon. The street trees on both sides of this road are evergreen trees in all seasons. Given the angle of the sun and the dense shade of the trees, he should not and cannot be dazzled by the sun.

If it's not sunlight, what else could it be?

Wen Sen crouched halfway, simulating the height when driving, moved back and forth around that position, and finally found the source of the beam of light.

It was an extremely tiny signal transmitter that would only light up once every ten seconds.

The indicator light of the signal transmitter was very low, but the people who came to record the wedding today put several concave metal devices next to it-they gathered the originally weak signal light into a bunch, and then shot Wen Sen in the eye because of it.

Those few metal devices should have been left to cover up the signal transmitter, but I didn't expect it to be because they exposed the signal lights.

After discovering this one, Wen Sen fumbled around all the equipment and found 7 signal transmitters and [-] monitors in total.

This monitor is also a style without energy fluctuations newly developed by the scientific research institute.

Wen Sen didn't alarm anyone. He went back to the villa to get a handful of white triangular flags, inserted/inserted them into the soil next to each piece of equipment, and then turned to look for Zong Zhenghe.

He hadn't seen Zong Zhenghe for six days and twenty hours.

Zongzhenghe has also been busy recently. Today, he had a "heart-to-heart talk" with a group of elders with the same surname to comfort each other. When he returned to the villa, he heard the guards say that Wen Sen was waiting for him in the study.

Zongzhenghe didn't even change his clothes, and went directly to the study on the second floor.

"Wen Sen, has the matter with the military department come to an end?" Zong Zhenghe pushed open the door and saw Wen Sen half lying on the sofa in the study with his eyes closed.

Is this asleep?

"Your Highness?" Wen Sen heard Zong Zhenghe's voice, rolled his eyes twice and then opened them, "Your Highness, you are back."

He sat up and looked out the window, the moon was shining brightly.

"Uncle Seventh is holding a party today." Zongzhenghe approached, and at the same time raised his hand to loosen the tie around his neck, "The three sons of his family are all members of the parliament, and the full parliament will be held next month."

Wen Sen understood that Zongzhenghe was preparing for the vote of the councilors.

Although the royal family is a hereditary system, he should have a lot of "democratic" procedures. According to the law of succession to the throne, Zongzhenghe needs to obtain 60% of the votes of the entire parliament to successfully ascend the throne.

Otherwise he might just be an heir all his life.

"Your Highness, the person next door to you held a wedding today, and I also took a pack of wedding candy." Wen Sen put the wedding candy on the table, and out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed the half of Zongzhenghe's neck that was exposed when he pulled the bow tie.

I don't know if the bow tie is too tight, there are several bow tie marks on the half of the neck.

"Next door?" Zongzhenghe knew who the person next door was. At the beginning, he wanted to sell the villa next door to Wen Sen. Unfortunately, Zhou Feisi was a wealthy owner, so he liked the number 8-8-8.

"Yes, they hired a professional team." Wen Sen told his findings, "I'm afraid there is something wrong with this team."

Those who can buy a house in this community are either rich or expensive, no matter whether their goal is Zongzhenghe or not, they cannot be allowed to do so.

"Notify the property management of the community about this matter, and you don't know about other things." Zong Zhenghe walked to the sofa next to Wen Sen and sat down. Stealing is even more tiring.

"Your Highness, why don't I give you a massage?" Wen Sen's eyes moved from Zongzheng and his neck to his stiff shoulders.

Zong Zhenghe once injured his shoulder in an attack, and since then his shoulders will be sore and stiff whenever he gets tired.Wen Sen's one-handed massage technique was learned at that time.

"Hmm." Zong Zhenghe really missed Wen Sen's craftsmanship, and he agreed without thinking about his body.