"what?!"
Jin Ming and Grandpa Ming asked at the same time.
Pei Lu thought for a long time, but still couldn't explain the vague feeling, and finally he could only say dejectedly: "I can't remember."
Grandpa Ming still didn't give up, he leaned close to him and said earnestly: "Why don't you think about it again?"
Pei Lu also regretted that he didn't take a second look at that time, but he really couldn't remember it, he could only remember the feeling of being very inconsistent.
"If you can't remember it, don't think about it." Jin Ming shielded Pei Lu behind him, "I'll take you to meet him and I'll know."
Grandpa Ming's eager expression also calmed down, and he patted Pei Lu's shoulder kindly, "Thank you for your hard work."
Pei Luyao shook his head and said it was nothing.
Jin Ming, on the other hand, was not so big, and asked for benefits for his daughter-in-law, "If I really find out this time, it will be a great achievement. Let the people in the military department figure out what to exchange."
"Okay, okay." Grandpa Ming waved his hand in disgust, "I will tell them, you go back and prepare first, and pay attention to Xiaolu's safety."
Jin Ming naturally knew, and told him to eat less sweets, and then left with Pei Lu.
After returning to the base, Jin Ming contacted Zhang Qi and asked Zhang Qi to make preparations.
They wanted to find a suitable and unobtrusive reason to meet the old marshal, and taking their fiance to meet their future father-in-law was the best reason at present.
Jin Ming's communication did not carry Pei Lu behind his back.
Listening to his deployment, Pei Lu finally asked his question, "Is there something wrong with the old marshal?"
Jin Ming picked him up and put him on his lap, resting his chin on the young man's neck and sighing softly, "I suspect that he is not my father."
Pei Lu was stunned, "But if it's fake, why hasn't anyone discovered it for so many years?"
"Why no one found out, my mother found out."
Jin Ming slowly told him what happened back then.
Mother Jin and Marshal Jin came together through a political marriage, but Marshal Jin is a person with a strong sense of responsibility and attaches great importance to his family, while Mother Jin is smart and beautiful. The longer the time, the small family that the two supported and managed also gained warmth.
Later, Jin Ming was born again, and the relationship between the husband and wife became even better, and the small family was full of warmth.
But when Jin Ming was seven years old, the border war was ignited, and the old marshal went to the border to sit in town. When he came back, Jin's mother faintly noticed the change in him.
Jin's mother is an extremely smart person. She didn't express her doubts, but slowly tested in the later time. In the end, she was almost 90% sure that the person next to her pillow was no longer her husband.
But she couldn't find any evidence, and she didn't dare to think about what happened to her real husband.
There were no problems with the inspections of the military's daily entry and exit, and no one around her noticed any abnormalities, as if all this was just her imagination.
She had nothing to do, and she didn't want to live under the same roof with this suspicious husband, so she found an excuse to travel, and then took her two children out to relax.
I just didn't expect that this time, the mother and son were kidnapped.
If Jin's mother hadn't left clues to Grandpa Ming before she left and expressed her suspicions, all of this would have disappeared with her death.
"Grandpa has searched for a long time, but there is no result." Jin Ming half closed his eyes, and said in a calm voice, "Their disguise is very clever, and...the father probably fell into their hands."
When Pei Lu suddenly learned the truth, he didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only hug him tightly, "Take me over there to see... that person, I will find the flaw."
Jin Ming rubbed against his neck, and when Zhang Qi made arrangements, he took him to the villa where the old marshal was.
The old marshal was a bit older than he remembered, but the aura of calmness and prestige on his body did not look old at all.
Even if the First Legion only recognizes Jin Ming now, the Jin family has become Jin Ming's voice.
Jin Ming took Pei Lu and sat down opposite the old marshal, "I'm getting married, bring him to meet you."
The old marshal raised his eyelids, his expression didn't show any fluctuations, as if he just casually said, "You've grown up."
Jin Ming was noncommittal, and gently squeezed Pei Lu's hand with the hand he was holding.
Pei Lu carefully looked at the person in front of him. Looking at it from the front and at a close distance, the sense of disobedience was even heavier. The face was still the same, but it was like a blurred layer, which made people feel uncomfortable.
At the same time, there is a very familiar feeling...
What does it feel like... Pei Lu lowered his eyes and thought, and continued to glance at the old marshal from the corner of his eyes.
Jin Ming talked to the old marshal in a neutral manner, without any warmth between father and son.
Pei Lu's attention was all focused on the face of the old marshal, and the moment he turned his face, he suddenly saw a small spot of light behind his ear.
Pei Lu's hand moved subconsciously, and Jin Ming held him tightly.
Pei Lu's brows burned, and his mental power quietly invaded in the direction of that small spot.
The old marshal was unconscious, he was still talking to Jin Ming.
Pei Lu's mental strength wrapped around the dot carefully, and only after touching it did he realize that it was not a dot, but something like a thread.
Pei Lu entangled the end of the thread and tried to tug it lightly, the small dot really got bigger, and became the length of the belly of the little finger.
Pei Lu didn't dare to continue to test, but withdrew his mental strength, and gently shook Jin Ming's hand.
Jin Ming understood, and chatted for a few more words before ending the topic, "Let's go first, and I'll see you next time. You can rest here for a while."
The old marshal's face was ashen, but now was not the time for him to make decisions, so he could only go back to the room angrily, not wanting to see his son's annoying face.
Jin Ming led Pei Lu back, and the two were cautious not to talk outside.
After returning to the Marshal's Mansion, he entered the study room and closed the door carefully. Jin Mingcai asked, "Did you find anything?"
Pei Lu nodded, and said his guess, "There is indeed something on his face, like spiritual thread."
"Spirit thread?"
Pei Lu nodded and explained: "It is to divide the mental power into very thin threads, and then weave them into a mask and attach them to the face."
So no matter what kind of machine it is, no abnormality can be detected, and that face is indeed the face of the old marshal.
Jin Ming fell silent.
Such technology has far exceeded the existing cognition.
Technology has been developing all the time, and the existence of spiritual power has been proposed, but the current technology is only in the preliminary understanding of spiritual power, and the most extensive application is only in the treatment of mental illness.
—A therapist with strong mental power can enter the spiritual world of the patient through the assistance of the machine.
The ability to materialize spiritual power and weave it into fine masks for camouflage is unheard of.
The research progress of the empire has far exceeded their expectations.