Lin Han subconsciously withdrew his hand in an instant.
He even thought he had heard it wrong.
But he could never touch the other's hand again to verify whether those words were true.
He Yunting's image is always arrogant and inhumane.
Lin Han had heard before that the other party was the top alpha in the empire. I don't know how many omega's have shown him kindness, but he ignored it, and sometimes even won't even give a look.
In addition, he had listened to the other party's recording once, and this impression was even more stereotyped in his mind.
But what I heard just now completely overturned all Lin Han's views on He Yunting's establishment.
He recalled it in a very short period of time, if he heard correctly, that is what He Yunting said.
My own estrus period has not yet arrived, and the inhibitor is used on time every time. It stands to reason that it is impossible to smell the pheromone at all.
The Admiral's olfactory cells grow in his hands
And "want to mark" or something...
Thinking of this, Lin Han, who has always had a good temper, turned cold.
"Excuse me." He put on his white gloves again, took another step back, and looked away from the other's perfect face.
But the words of the general's military talent still lingered in his ears. Although there are many alphas in the research institute, Lin Han also heard many strange voices when he first awakened this ability, but it is not like now. This one is very straightforward.
It's too fragrant, but it's hard... Lin Han was speechless.
For a moment, Lin Han even wanted to look down.
He really wanted to see what was under the general's uniform.
Lu Anhe nervously observed the atmosphere between the two. He thought that Lin Han should be more polite, but the young man withdrew as soon as the two held hands.
But there were many people around, so Lu Anhe could only bite the bullet and interrupt: "General, Mr. Lin, why don't we take a step to talk? It's not good to keep people watching."
He Yunting, who didn't know what happened, glanced at him dissatisfied, to the effect that he was talking about the mecha, why should he change the place.
Lin Han didn't care, and even began to regret for the seventh time why he agreed to this invitation.
Lu Anhe pretended to wince at He Yunting's gaze, then coughed lightly and said to Lin Han sternly, "Mr. Lin, please."
Compared to He Yunting, Lin Han had a much better impression of this adjutant, so he didn't immediately save Lu Anhe's face, but instead of looking at the statue in front of him, he nodded and left with him.
Lu Anhe took the two to the side hall a few steps away: "Wait a minute, I'll go get you a glass of wine."
Lin Han nodded.
Even with the sofa behind him, He Yunting stood upright meticulously.
As soon as Lu Anhe left, the awkward atmosphere between them rose again.
There is a big clock in the side hall, which also stands silently like them, only a mechanical sound indicates the passage of time.
But Lin Han didn't plan to stay any longer.
When he regretted agreeing to this invitation for the eighth time, he decided to take the initiative and leave this place that made him uncomfortable.
He began to miss the starry sky he saw on the terrace of the Institute, and the lifeless but peaceful metals.
Even just now he thought that the color of the admiral's eyes was better than that of the sea of stars.
"General He." He smiled.
"?" He Yunting turned his head when he heard the words, and looked at him with blue eyes.
If it wasn't for his ability to read minds, Lin Han thought, he would even want to look at his eyes a few more times.
Too bad he will.
Lin Han didn't often show an unhappy expression. He even felt that his expression was almost stiff when he became cold.
He asked, "Are you okay?"
"." He Yunting frowned, as if he didn't understand why the young man who was smiling softly just now suddenly changed his face.
But the young man just now took his hand away, and the cool touch was fleeting, and he had a rare sense of loss.
He Yunting hesitated for a moment and then said, "I have something to do."
His voice did not fluctuate, but it was still cool: "I invited you to come here this time to talk about the details of the m2742 mecha."
Lin Han: "...?"
He didn't seem to mean that.
But the question involved the mecha. He first questioned the general's comprehension ability for a moment, and then replied: "Your mecha has now been handed over to me for repair. Do you have any questions?"
Lin Han's tone was not very good, but He Yunting didn't seem to hear it, and continued: "There is a problem."
Lin Han: "...you said."
"This is a two-person mecha."
"I know. But aren't you the only one driving."
"I cut my right arm."
"I opened the data box and heard your message."
"Heavily damaged."
"Please rest assured on this point, we will do our best to recover."
When Lu An and the waiter brought two glasses of champagne, they heard such a conversation between the two.
"This mecha is very important."
"General, you can't trust our research institute?"
"I'm just worried, now all single-person mechas are mass-produced."
"... Two people can also repair."
He Yunting raised his eyebrows, and his azure blue eyes looked at him lightly.
Lin Han finally couldn't bear it any longer, and repeated what he just said: "General, are you okay?"
He Yunting's expression finally loosened a little, and he didn't seem to understand why Lin Han asked a word twice, but he decided to be patient, and replied again, "I have something to do."
Lin Han; "..."
"Boss!" Lu Anhe almost lost his hold on the plate holding the wine glass, his eyes were darkened, and in a hurry, he didn't even use honorifics, so he blurted out, "...General, wine."
He Yunting took a cup, and Lu Anhe hurriedly handed the other cup to Lin Han, trying to make him understand the fact that his boss was really ignorant of the world in some respects: "Mr. Lin, wine."
Lu Anhe began to patch: "That's it, Mr. Lin, the general called you this time is indeed about the m2742 issue, of course we won't question your professional level, but there are indeed some details that can't be said in the data box... "
Lu Anhe spoke intermittently, as if he was deciding which information to disclose and which not to: "What's more important is that the operation of this mecha relies more on mental power, and when recasting the connection system, it requires SSSS-level spirit. Strength verification is the only way to ensure that nothing goes wrong, so we asked you to come here to emphasize this point," Lu Anhe said, taking out the m2742 key and a test box from the military uniform, "and also prepared a sample of sss-level mental power for you, I want to hand it over to you."
Lin Han probably understood.
It seems that He Yunting really cares about this mecha that doesn't even have a name, and for fear of repairing it, he does not hesitate to extract some of his own mental power for the mechanic to check and repair - if the pheromone is just a A useless symbol that exists in the body and is sealed in the glands, representing the second sex, the spiritual power is the real weapon that can be used flexibly.
Advanced mecha has a meticulous identification system. If it is an exclusive mecha, it can even recognize the spiritual power that belongs to the owner of this mecha.
But now, the things in Lu Anhe's hands are a bit ugly. If someone with intentions steals them, with the mecha's key and mental power sample, he can directly replace the admiral himself and manipulate his exclusive mecha.
It seems that the other party has also specially understood that he is an omega with a d-type, so he gave him the key and the mental power sample with confidence.
It turned out that this was the reason why he was invited, not to celebrate the victory of the admiral, but to explain the repair of the armor.
Lin Han wasn't angry, there was nothing wrong with being cautious.
Even saying that if you can give this thing to yourself, it already shows the other party's trust in you,
The knowledge of this matter slightly softened his dissatisfaction with He Yunting, Lin Han's expression turned slightly, he took the things from Lu Anhe's hand: "I see."
Lu Anhe finally breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily he didn't come too late.
He seemed to see that Lin Han didn't want to stay with He Yunting too much, so he took the initiative to say, "Mr. Lin wants to go back and take a seat? The celebration banquet is about to start."
"No." Lin Han refused, "Since the general is here to give me the sample, I have it now, so I will keep it soon."
"Okay." Lu Anhe replied, "Mr. Lin is on his way..."
Before he finished speaking, He Yunting suddenly said, "Come here."
Lu Anhe immediately changed his words: "Then Mr. Lin come with me, I will take you home."
Lin Han was a little surprised that He Yunting would let his adjutant send him, but he didn't refuse: "Then thank you General."
He Yunting stopped talking, just looked at Lin Han quietly.
Just as Lin Han was about to get up and go out with Lu Anhe, when he walked to the door, the door of the side hall was suddenly pushed open, and a person who looked like a waiter with a drink walked in in a panic: "Admiral! The celebration feast will begin soon..."
Lin Han subconsciously dodged, but by coincidence, He Yunting was standing beside the door. The man pushed boldly, and the carved solid wood door hit He Yunting's right shoulder with force.
"Boss!" Lu Anhe exclaimed, and at the same time, Lin Han heard a low, almost inaudible cry of pain.
The waiter who came in to inform did not expect to bump into the admiral, and his legs were softened with fright, and he kept apologizing: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I was in a hurry to come and let you know! I didn't expect..."
Lu Anhe dismissed the waiter and gave He Yunting an anxious look: "Are you alright?"
Lin Han also looked up, the handsome general seemed to be the same as when he saw him just now, still cold, still arrogant, still expressionless.
But he blinked and saw a small drop of cold sweat seeping out from under the brim of He Yunting's hat.
He Yunting shook his head, his lips were cold and hard, and he didn't say a word.
Lin Han recalled the harsh crashing sounds he heard in the data box yesterday.
Even though the admiral's words were a bit irritating, Lin Han still couldn't help but care about the situation at the time, he said, "The general is injured? Is this the time to chase the star thief?"
Lu Anhe didn't expect that such a detail would be seen by Lin Han, and he also knew that Lin Han had heard the recording, so he didn't want to hide it: "Yes, it's all my fault that I chased after another team at that time, so that this group of poor bandits can take advantage of it. Luckily, the general's lightsaber was fast enough to cut, otherwise it really..."
"Small injury." He Yunting interrupted.
Lu Anhe hesitated: "You are so obvious..."
"And it was I who ordered you to go after Team D. It has nothing to do with you." He Yunting added.
Seeing He Yunting talking, Lin Han walked aside, as if looking for something.
"Let's do it well." Lu Anhe agreed in a perfunctory manner, then turned to Lin Han again and said, "Then let's go."
"and many more."
Lu Anhe didn't know what other orders he had: "What's the matter?"
He Yunting didn't answer, but just got closer to the two of them.
Lin Han thought he was going to tell Lu Anhe something, but just as he was about to take a step back to avoid suspicion, the tall figure stood in front of him.
Before he could speak, he felt something covering his hand.
"Dirty." He Yunting said in a deep voice, pressing the clean handkerchief he found on Lin Han's gloves.
Only then did Lin Han realize that when the waiter came in just now, the wine in the glass was accidentally spilled on his gloves.
"I'll do it myself..." Lin Han hurriedly took the handkerchief, took off a glove and wanted to wipe it, but He Yunting's hand touched Lin Han's fingertip just as he left.
He is so fragrant.
Lin Han: "?"
He was wrong, and he shouldn't have suspected that he was hallucinating from the beginning.