This time, Duan Hengye did not return to the research institute as originally planned, but returned to Nanzhuxing on the starship with Meng Jinhuai. Nan Zhuxing was not very close to the X star where they were just now, plus some time difference problems, when the starship landed in the Marshal's Mansion, it was already late at night on this planet.
If it was normal, Duan Hengye would not be sleepy at this point. But who said that the amount of information about what happened in one day today is too much, and when his mood is completely calm, his brain is rarely chaotic. After seeing the dark night sky outside the starship window, Duan Hengye actually felt a deep sense of drowsiness.
Meng Jinhuai's decision to go to X-star this afternoon was a bit sudden, so after returning to Nanzhuxing, he did not go to rest first, but went directly to his office to process the reports and materials received during the afternoon.
The Marshal's Mansion was recently undergoing a small-scale renovation, and Duan Hengye's residence was moved to a room on the first floor that had been vacant. Duan Hengye returned to the bedroom in a daze, and fell into a deep sleep not long after taking a shower. I don't know if it was affected by today's incident. Although he was very sleepy, he didn't sleep very well.
In his sleep, Duan Hengye dreamed of a dazzling silver light. Although he closed his eyes in time when the light came on, he could still feel the terrifying brightness through a layer of eyelids. If it is said that the dark darkness that can't see the five fingers will bring despair, then why not the too dazzling silver and white
Because of this strange dream, Duan Hengye didn't sleep for long. When he opened his eyes again, Nan Wei Xing outside the window still did not fall. After feeling that he was still trapped in the dark night, Duan Hengye's mood disturbed by the nightmare finally calmed down.
The curtains in Duan Hengye's bedroom only had a small slit. After seeing the bright and gentle satellite, he got up and sat beside the bed for a while, then walked over to the curtains and pulled them all open.
In an instant, Zhirou's starlight leaked in from the window. Nanzhuxing is like spring all year round, and beautiful ornamental plants are planted everywhere in the Marshal's Mansion. At this moment, not far from Duan Hengye's window, a man-high scarlet rose was blooming. Seeing that no one was there at night, Duan Hengye simply pushed the window open.
But in an instant, the cool evening breeze pushed the fragrance of flowers in from outside the window. The curtains that were pulled aside were also blown up gently, looking like the wings of a butterfly flapping constantly.
Duan Hengye walked to the low cabinet in the room. Although he had not touched it before, in his impression, the robot responsible for tidying up the room would add different drinks to the cabinet every day. Sure enough, as soon as Duan Hengye opened the low cabinet, he saw the neatly arranged drinks. He observed it for a while, then took out a glass bottle of carbonated beverage.
... Duan Hengye still knew, he knew that he was not a person suitable for drinking.
The bedroom in the Marshal's Mansion was covered with a thick carpet. Duan Hengye walked barefoot to the huge French window, then sat there with his knees and looked out the window. Although several hours had passed, Heng Ye still recalled everything that happened during the day in his mind.
As a practitioner of ancient martial arts, Duan Hengye has always been very sensitive to changes in the surrounding environment and whether someone is approaching. But at this time, because he was in a trance and he was too familiar with him, Duan Hengye raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream until he could hear the clear footsteps.
Duan Hengye saw that Meng Jinhuai, who had been busy with his work, appeared in front of him at some point.
At this moment, Meng Jinhuai took off his navy blue military jacket and put it lightly on his arm. And the white shirt under the jacket also rarely opened the button to the third position. The military uniform of the marshal was tailor-made. When the soft light of Nanwei star shone from behind him at night, Meng Jinhuai's perfect figure was completely outlined.
As a person with very, very good eyesight, Duan Hengye felt that... he seemed to see the clear lines of the other person's chest muscles.
Cough, cough... Duan Hengye unnaturally looked away from Meng Jinhuai's chest.
But even though the picture in front of him disappeared, Duan Hengye still couldn't help sighing in his heart - Meng Jinhuai's figure is really good.
In the last life, Duan Hengye practiced ancient martial arts since he was a child. Although he usually looked very thin because of his skeleton, he could at least be called "thin in clothes and fleshy in undressing". However, after entering "Dumping the Stars", Duan Hengye's physical fitness was very poor due to the control of drugs all the year round. Although his skills have almost recovered, his figure is still the same.
Wait... Now is clearly not the time to think about it.
At this time, there was only a rose bush between Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai. Although the plants in the interstellar space were specially cultivated, their flowering period was much longer than that of ordinary plants on earth. But in Duan Hengye's impression, this bush of roses was also open for a while. So now, it's about to wither.
At this time, a gust of night wind blew from the back, and the tall flowers swayed gently in the air. At the same time, a petaled rose was finally blown down by the wind, and then jumped onto Meng Jinhuai's body.
If I had to use a metaphor, at this moment, Duan Hengye didn't look like a soldier, but like a legendary vampire.
After the gust of wind passed, Meng Jinhuai finally spoke. He stretched out his hand and took off the petals attached to his clothes, then smiled and said to Duan Hengye, "Why don't you rest so late?"
After speaking, Meng Jinhuai stretched out his hand to push aside a relatively sparse flower bush in front of him, then passed through it and walked towards Duan Hengye. After all, roses are still somewhat thorny, Meng Jinhuai's movements are very careful, but still elegant.
Although Duan Hengye's room was on the first floor, it was still a little over half a meter higher than the outside.
After coming here, Meng Jinhuai did not come in directly through the floor-to-ceiling window or the side door, but sat directly on the window sill. Coupled with his current style, the whole person looks very uninhibited, which is in great contrast to the serious and serious look at work.
"I just slept and woke up." Duan Hengye said.
Hearing this, Meng Jinhuai nodded, then he turned to look out the window and said, "When I was on the hoverboard just now, I vaguely saw the window of your room open, so I thought of going down to take a look first."
Speaking of this, Duan Hengye only remembered the time issue. He glanced at Guangnao, and then realized that it had been more than three hours since he and Meng Jinhuai returned to Nanzhuxing. Unlike him, who has not yet recovered from the interstellar time difference, Meng Jinhuai should have been spinning for about 20 hours now.
However, as a workaholic, Meng Jinhuai's state miraculously did not drop at all despite having tossed around all day. If you just look at his appearance, I am afraid no one can guess that he has been working for so long.
"It's so late, don't you rest?" Duan Hengye couldn't help but ask.
"Yeah." Meng Jinhuai nodded after hearing this, and then said softly, "I'll go right away." After the voice fell, Meng Jinhuai turned around and saw the bottle of drink beside Duan Hengye.
Meng Jinhuai said: "Drinking it at night is not good for sleep. There is a blue glass bottle, the taste is similar, you can try it." Hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye opened his eyes slightly in surprise. He can be considered to have been with Meng Jinhuai for a while now. In Duan Hengye's impression, it seems that he has never seen Meng Jinhuai drink a drink or something.
Lord Marshal's temperament seems to be insulated from those sweet drinks.
"These are old brands on Nanzhuxing. When I was young, I would often secretly drink it behind my parents' back. Although more than ten years have passed, I heard that the taste has not changed." Meng Jinhuai said slowly. His voice is naturally low and extremely magnetic. Speaking of which, it is a wonderful word for "Su".
But this evening, Meng Jinhuai couldn't lower his tone, and even his speaking speed slowed down. He began to talk to Duan Hengye about his childhood incidents one after another - Meng Jinhuai is really a person who has no childhood. The story he tells tonight deliberately eschews war and the military, and instead begins to tell short clips from his childhood. In the context of the interstellar society, those stories are not special, but rather boring.
Leaving aside the protagonist, the Marshal, if this story was heard by other people in the interstellar space, it would definitely get a "boring" evaluation. But Duan Hengye was different. He was not only a traveler from the earth era, but also a person who lost his childhood memories. After hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye not only didn't feel bored at all, on the contrary, he would ask a few more questions from time to time.
I don't know when, Duan Hengye felt his eyelids start to fight as he spoke. He tried to open his eyes several times, or resisted yawning. But in the end, he still couldn't help the sudden sleepiness, and slowly closed his eyes against the wall beside him.
"Good night, A-Heng." These were the last words Duan Heng heard before falling asleep.
The huge floor-to-ceiling windows were closed again, and the heavy curtains were drawn. Due to the change of planet, Duan Hengye's biological clock, which he has always been proud of, did not work on this day. Duan Hengye finally woke up after an unknown amount of time passed.
As someone who has the habit of leaving a slit in the curtains when sleeping, when Duan Hengye saw the bedroom that was still dark with no light at all, he was stunned for a moment, and then he subconsciously reached out and moved aside. The light brain touched it.
"Nan Zhuxing Standard Time at eleven o'clock in the morning..."
Wait, Nan Zhuxing, exactly eleven o'clock
After seeing these numbers, Duan Hengye sat up from the bed at once. Why did you sleep until exactly eleven o'clock? It's just that the biological clock doesn't work. Why didn't the robot in the Marshal's House wake him up on time
As someone who has always been very punctual, Duan Hengye was taken aback when he saw the time on his brain.
What you need to know is that Duan Hengye did not come to Nanzhuxing for vacation this time, but to do something serious. On the starship on the return journey, Meng Jinhuai and Duan Hengye had carefully discovered the The contents of a confidential document have been cracked.
So Duan Hengye now knows that the document issued by the research institute uses a new hidden encryption method that has never appeared before. Even though more than ten years have passed since the document was issued, Interstellar technology has changed more than one generation, but the relevant experts called by the military still have not opened its core content.
Decrypting this file requires a lot of system architecture knowledge, so as a person who has done a lot of research in this field, and the director of Yetian Empire Mecha Research Institute, if Duan Hengye can join the decryption team, it will definitely play a big role. effect.
Duan Hengye remembered... Yesterday, Meng Jinhuai said that the first meeting of the decryption activity would start at 11:00 a.m. Nanzhuxing Standard Time. In other words, the moment Duan Hengye woke up, he was already doomed to be late.
But after seeing where he was at this time, Duan Hengye remembered another thing - in his impression, he seemed to fall asleep accidentally against the wall last night, so what happened this morning? on the bed...
It seems impossible to think about it... and now is not the time to think about it.
After confirming again that there was no reminder from the assistant Ye Pu in his optical brain, Duan Hengye took out a sweater from the closet and walked quickly to the bathroom.
As the dean of the research institute, the original owner's dressing style has always been more formal, and since he came here, Heng Ye's styling has been in charge of a special staff for a small period of time. So over time, Duan Hengye has gradually become accustomed to the same style of dressing as the original owner.
But this morning, because he was too anxious, Duan Hengye directly took a piece from the closet that was obvious and pleasing to the eye. But when he finished washing, changed his clothes and was ready to go out, Duan Hengye realized that his current style was completely different from his previous style... On the contrary, it was not much different from the habitual clothes of the previous life.
As an otaku who spends years in the laboratory, Duan Hengye wears comfort as the main focus. Naturally, this sweater became his first choice.
Duan Hengye, who was standing at the door, looked at the loose black sweater on his body for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and continued to walk towards the conference room Meng Jinhuai mentioned earlier.
Now that he was late for a while, Duan Hengye didn't want to waste any more time.
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At this moment, the meeting room where Heng Ye was going was extremely quiet. The room was almost full of people, but no sound came out.
If any passers-by saw it, they would definitely exclaim because of the identities of the participants - not only the head of the security system of Nanzhuxing, but even the two generals of the military, as well as Marshal Meng Jinhuai, all of them were actually present.
Time passed by, a baby-faced man finally glanced at his brain. After reading the time, he hesitated, and finally said to Meng Jinhuai: "Master Marshal, it is now eleven twenty. Now, our meeting hasn't started yet?"
He asked the doubts of everyone in the conference room.
Hearing this, Meng Jinhuai, who had not spoken, glanced at the door and said, "Come on, another technical expert who came to assist you hasn't arrived."
After listening to Meng Jinhuai's words, the baby face who had just asked the question couldn't help but smile, and he continued: "Master Marshal, don't you believe me or your team? In terms of data file decryption, we are definitely on the planet. The person with the most say, even an expert in the royal family, has no way to compare with us." There was a sense of confidence in his tone that could not be ignored.
The person who spoke was the head of an organization under Nan Zhuxing, just like the organization that Duan Hengye found by mistake last time that cloned drugs for himself. This organization also stands at the top of the pyramid of its own industry, but except for individual insiders, no one in the interstellar can connect them with Nanzhuxing.
Not only the person in charge of this organization said this, but even Admiral Yu Xinlan, who was sitting beside Meng Jinhuai, also showed a puzzled look, and then she said to Meng Jinhuai, "Yes, Master Marshal, we can actually start the meeting first. ."
Yu Xinlan's voice here has not completely fallen, and in a blink of an eye, there is a sound of the door opening at the entrance of the conference room on the other side.
Except for Meng Jinhuai and several high-level military officials, the rest of the people at the scene were from the organization subordinate to Nanzhuxing. After hearing the beeping sound at the door, everyone cast their gazes in the same direction, waiting to see who Meng Jinhuai invited today.
The address of this conference room is very close to Duan Hengye's bedroom, so he didn't take the indoor mobile tool, but walked over quickly. Because of the hurry of walking, Duan Hengye's breathing was a little short when he entered the door, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.
The door of the conference room opened, Duan Hengye first took a steady breath, and then suddenly gave a slight bow to the people in the room. Because of the rush to leave just now, he explained in a slightly hoarse voice: "I'm really sorry, I didn't hear the robot's reminder this morning... I'm so late."
As someone who thinks he is seldom late, Duan Hengye couldn't help feeling embarrassed when he explained, and then lowered his head.
Duan Hengye's hair has been a little long recently, and because he lowered his head and bowed when he spoke, half of his face was covered, and only a pointed chin was exposed. For a time, no one in the entire conference room recognized him.
Even Duan Hengye's old acquaintance, Yu Xinlan, was stunned for a moment, and then said to the "stranger" who suddenly entered: "Uh... Sir, please find a seat first."
Although the staff of several related institutions who came to the meeting today did not wear formal clothes, they also changed into plaid shirts. Therefore, in Yu Xinlan's opinion, the man who suddenly broke into the conference room was a little too casual, so let's talk about jeans first, especially the sweater with a pattern on the back - directly asking her whether the other party just graduated from high school doubts.
That's right, until now, Duan Hengye, who came out in a hurry, hadn't seen it. The pure black sweater he chose actually had a large print on the back.
Of course, Duan Hengye heard that Yu Xinlan didn't recognize him, but he didn't explain because he was late, and walked quickly to the only vacant seat at the round table. This is directly opposite Meng Jinhuai. Although there is nothing to pay attention to in the round table meeting, since sitting in this position, there will be a feeling of a big person being present.
After Duan Hengye entered the door and sat down, everyone finally took their eyes back and started to look at the light screen in front of them. But at this moment, Meng Jinhuai suddenly said: "It's okay, it's not your fault, I turned off the time reminder function of the robot."
The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly froze.
Yu Xinlan, who was looking down at her bright brain, was the first to raise her head slowly, and then looked at the person who came... If her common sense is correct, Meng Jinhuai wants to turn off the robot that wakes people up, then You have to go to his bedroom.
... So, who is this sweater man with long bangs
The answer seems to be right in front of people's eyes.
Following closely behind the general, the others couldn't help but cast their eyes silently in the past. After hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye didn't react for a while. He couldn't help but look up at Meng Jinhuai, and answered with a blunt "Oh".
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This face is actually Duan Hengye!
After seeing it clearly, Yu Xinlan silently moved the chair back a little, then glanced at the print on the other party's sweater, and repeatedly confirmed what he was wearing. In the general's impression, Duan Hengye is not such a person...
At the same time, the eyes of the others suddenly lit up, especially the baby-faced man who spoke at the beginning. Although he had already seen clearly that the person in front of him was indeed Duan Hengye, he still called out tentatively, "Professor Duan".
Although Duan Hengye didn't understand what he was trying to do, he still looked over there. He was silent for a while, and then said to the other party's bright eyes, "... good morning."
"Good morning! Professor Duan!" I don't know if it was an illusion, but Duan Hengye always held up this young man he had never seen before as if he was about to cry at this moment. Duan Hengye is not good at socializing, and has no experience in dealing with such a scene. Although he has already seen the excitement of the person on the other side, he silently turned his eyes back to his own brain again.
In fact, the worship of Duan Hengye by the people in front of him is understandable. The work of decrypting documents and the knowledge related to systematics have a great degree of overlap. The last time Duan Hengye helped the military to patch the loopholes in the system had already spread all over the interstellar space. In addition to arousing the amazement of onlookers, practitioners in related industries directly regarded Duan Hengye as a life idol.
As the person in charge of Nan Zhuxing's subordinate organization, the baby face in front of him originally regarded Duan Hengye as an idol because of the mecha. After what happened last time, he was looking forward to meeting his idol one day.
The person in charge secretly glanced at Duan Hengye's clothes again, and then added in his heart—and he is such a down-to-earth idol!
Let’s recall what happened when Duan Hengye entered the door. If he didn’t have a memory bias due to excitement, when he first entered the door, Duan Hengye seemed to bow to himself because he was late... Sometimes, it happens when you reach the pinnacle of life. in an instant.
Although Yu Xinlan still couldn't help but sigh about Duan Hengye's dressing today, but as an experienced military staff member. After Duan Hengye, the "specially invited technical expert of the marshal", arrived, she consciously started to preside over the peace meeting.
"Good morning, everyone. First of all, everyone already knows the meaning of the document more or less, and the Marshal and the military also maintain a high degree of trust in everyone. But according to the process, we still need to ask everyone to wear a monitor." Finished After that, Yu Xinlan glanced at Meng Jinhuai, who was sitting beside him, and after the other party nodded, she reached out and nodded a few times on her brain.
In an instant, the originally clean conference table cracked several slits, and then the metal box appeared in front of those who did not wear military uniforms.
Yu Xinlan said, "Please put it on before the meeting starts."
Duan Hengye had never seen this so-called "monitor", so when the person sitting next to him opened the box, he couldn't help but cast his curious eyes at the staff member he had never seen before. .
At this moment, Meng Jinhuai, who had not spoken much, suddenly opened his mouth to explain to Duan Hengye: "The monitors they wear can only be removed at the military headquarters. During the next period of time, the monitors will actually pay attention to the surrounding environment. There's also the wearer's language, movements, and even emotions. Participants wear it when the military conducts activities that require secrecy."
Hearing this, Duan Hengye nodded thoughtfully. At this time, the optical brain prompts came from the office one after another, proving that everyone had been wearing the monitors one after another.
Seeing this, Yu Xinlan looked around the venue, and after confirming it was correct, he finally began to describe the official content of the meeting.
...Although Duan Hengye had already learned all the events from Meng Jinhuai before, when the simplified version of this matter was spoken from Yu Xinlan's mouth, he could not help but fall into an inexplicable emotion.
It was only after he raised his head that Duan Hengye realized that Meng Jinhuai, who was sitting in front of him, had been silently watching here when he spoke to her. Involuntarily, Duan Hengye's mood also relaxed, and he began to focus on listening to what Yu Xinlan said.
Different from Duan Hengye who already knew the details of this matter, after hearing Yu Xinlan's remarks, Duan Hengye saw that several staff members around him couldn't help but slowly grow up. Obviously, no one could imagine that there is such a background behind that confidential document.
Involuntarily, the eyes they looked at Duan Hengye gradually became more complicated, but then they discovered that, as a party to the incident, Duan Hengye seemed calmer than anyone else.
After Yu Xinlan finished speaking, Meng Jinhuai nodded, and then motioned to the person in charge of the agency responsible for the primary decryption a few days ago to explain the confidentiality of the documents to Duan Hengye.
Seeing this, the baby face who was named immediately stood up excitedly. He didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to tell the idol about the work process today and complete the project with him.
Although his emotions were a little excited, he calmed down in an instant when he thought of the heavy meaning behind this incident. The man pursed his lips, then linked his optical brain to the large optical screen in the conference room, and began to analyze the confidentiality type of the document for Duan Hengye, and by the way, told about the preliminary cracking process of his team.
In fact, the speaking staff was a little apprehensive at the beginning. After all, although he had read a lot of reports and materials about Duan Hengye on Xingwang, as a rational adult, he had always been clear: The people in the report are definitely not the same as the people in real life.
As the dean of the research institute, Duan Hengye should be a very sincere and strict person in this field no matter how he looked at it. So when Duan Hengye was talking about his work these days, he was more nervous.
But I didn't expect that Duan Hengye not only didn't frown when listening to him talk about his work, but also lowered his head and carefully recorded it in his optical brain. Duan Hengye's appearance is very focused, which is undoubtedly a great encouragement to this "fan".
In fact, it didn't take long for the relevant staff of the military to discover the encrypted files, and then to the team's preliminary decryption. Compared with the weapon structure diagram hidden in the core security area, the peripheral information and the sending record of this document are not so important, and it is not too difficult to crack.
The really complicated part is just beginning, but even this group of highly professional staff has no clue at the moment.
Finally, his explanation stopped here. Time unknowingly has passed more than an hour. Everyone present knows that today's meeting is only the beginning of the cracking work. However, in the face of the encrypted files on the light screen like iron walls, no matter how rich the work experience is, they can't help showing a tangled expression.
This work has nothing to do with the word "easy", and can even be described as "tricky".
After the introduction, the meeting entered a stage of suspension and recuperation. Meng Jinhuai, the marshal, temporarily left here to deal with other work of the military department. At this time, the robot also brought coffee to the rest of the people. Duan Hengye supported his chin with one hand, while the other hand repeatedly and quickly slid the failed cracking records. His expression was still the same as before, he couldn't see any special emotions, and even in the face of such complicated things, his brows did not wrinkle much.
Although Meng Jinhuai went out temporarily, Yu Xinlan and Dongfang Hewen still stayed in the conference room. With these two generals in charge, the house was still very quiet during the rest period. The staff responsible for deciphering the documents gathered together in twos and threes, quietly studying the problems at work. From time to time, someone would look up at Duan Hengye, but they didn't have the courage to talk to him.
But... the old acquaintance Yu Xinlan is different.
In her opinion, compared to those nervous staff members, Duan Hengye, who was holding his chin with his hand and reading documents while drinking coffee, was extremely calm.
Admiral Yu finally couldn't help walking to Duan Hengye's side, and then jokingly asked: "Why is Professor Duan so calm? I don't understand, but after hearing the description, I think this job is not easy..." Hearing her words, Duan Heng Ye shifted his gaze from the light brain to the coffee cup, and then nodded with an "um".
Seeing this, Yu Xinlan couldn't help but glanced at Duan Hengye's dense notes, and then asked casually, "You are so calm, don't you already have an idea?"
Duan Hengye didn't answer Yu Xinlan's question directly, he just sat up straight again, and then silently nodded his head.
Everyone in the conference room was watching Duan Hengye secretly, but after seeing his movements, all the original whispers stopped.
Duan Hengye, were you kidding me just now
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