Manual of Space-Time Interference - v2 Chapter 308

“Does your neck still hurt?”

At the dinner table, Dialect looked up and asked Fu Fang, who was opposite the table, causing Fu Fang to stop suddenly, and then remained silent.

“I know you have a lot of questions. I was going to make it clear to you last night, but He Bin knocked you out in a hurry, so it was delayed until this morning.” Fang Yan smiled, picked up the napkin next to him and wiped his own. hands, and asked, “Is breakfast still in line with taste?”

Without speaking, Fu Fang nodded, while He Bin, who was beside him, peeked at his hand, and there were two shallow teeth marks on it, which looked extremely cute.

“If you want to ask anything, just ask, and I’ll talk to you after you’re done.” Dialect said, and threw the napkin into the trash can.

Silent, Fu Fang raised her head and glanced at Dialect, then leisurely drank the porridge in the bowl one by one, wiped her mouth, and then asked the first question, “What are you doing here at my house? Kidnapping? Robbery?”

“I’m just here to find you!” Fang Yan replied with a smile, then glanced at He Bin, “Although this process is a bit unpleasant.”

Fu Fang’s face sank, and then he quickly returned to his usual question, “What do you want me to do, Yinguang has not done any sensitive R&D work recently. Although the projects I am involved in have a certain influence, they are not enough. Let the people of your profession patronize.”

“Then why don’t you ask who we are?” Dialect asked rhetorically, passing a glass of milk over.

“Well, let me ask you, Mr. Li, who are the two of you, who can block the communication in the area, and can pass through the security of the villa. Don’t tell me that you are just ordinary robbers.” Fu Fang asked forcefully. .

“We are the same as you.” Dialect said with a meaningful smile, “People from Earth Civilization.”

A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, Fu Fang smiled, took a sip of milk and took a sip, “It turned out to be the rebels, what are you going to do with me?”

“Miss Fu Fang, maybe you have misunderstood what I meant.” Fang Yan shook his head and denied, “Our identity is the same as your hidden identity, red, if you guessed correctly, you are one of the technicians, but you are not Know what the division of labor really is.”

“I don’t know where you got the news, but I’m not. Maybe you’ve got the wrong person.” Fu Fang denied,

“Your father is, and you are his only daughter. You took over this responsibility when you were 21 years old. You don’t have to deny it. I said earlier that we are people of Earth civilization and belong to the red.” The dialect recounted, Then he smiled at Fu Fang, “Whether you deny it or not, it’s a fact.”

Without saying a word, Fu Fang looked at the dialect, and then looked at He Bin, who dared not look up at herself. The whole restaurant began to fall into silence, and she quietly thought about the next words.

“The people in the red army can only have one-way contact, and the contact person is not you, President Li.” Fu Fang said calmly, and the whole person relaxed.

“Why can’t it be me? It’s just a code name. I think we need to get to know each other again. My surname is Fang, and I’m famous.” Dialect stretched out his hand and shook hands with the somewhat dull Fu Fang with a smile.

“You are the dialect? That… an antique from 2017 to 2234, 217, 391, 20, 628 years ago?” Fu Fang asked incredulously.

“Accurately speaking, it is 637 years. There are 9 years of life that did not appear in my introduction.” Dialect smiled and sat down again.

“637 years, yes, does my dad know?”

“Yes, he knows we are coming to you. I had a phone call with him yesterday morning, using the communication device I sent.” Dialect replied patiently.

“Then why didn’t he come to inform me?” Fu Fang pouted, tilting his head in confusion.

“You and your dad haven’t used a daily communication watch to communicate these things, have you?” Dialect asked rhetorically, looking at Fu Fang’s sudden realization, his expression became serious, “Fu Fang, report your identity!”

“Reporting Chief, codenamed Silver Fox, Red Army… Wait, why is he here?” Fu Fang pointed to He Bin and asked.

“He is also, codenamed Honghe, our main fighter.” Dialect introduced.

“So is this hooligan who saw me yesterday? That’s right…”

“Well, that’s actually the case…” Fang Yan spread his hands, indicating that he was helpless too.

“Chief, look, I’m going to report to you by doing something first?” Fu Fang looked at He Bin, who bowed his head in silence, gritted his teeth, and asked the dialect.

“Please!” Dialect stretched out his hand, looked at He Bin who was bowing his head and thought for a while, then added, “He Bin, cooperate!”

“Which hand did you beat me with yesterday?” Fu Fang asked, holding her chest out like a victorious hen with her hands on her hips.

“It seems like…” He Bin paused, then raised his head and looked at Fu Fang, “Sister, why don’t we just keep the big things small and the small things…”

“Who is your sister…” Fu Fang said, rolling her eyes,

“He Bin, cooperate!”

Fang Yan looked at He Bin and shouted solemnly, He Bin looked at it, thinking about a series of absurd things that happened after he entered Fu Fang’s room last night, and gritted his teeth, “I beat you with the left hand, why, if you don’t accept it, continue. beat!”

“He Bin, be gentle with comrades, how do you speak!” Dialect greeted with a frown, and what He Bin had just mentioned was actually gone in an instant.

“The right hand…”

“Stand out.” Fu Fang Shi Shiran called out, He Bin shivered all over, but still stretched out his hand.

“Hey…” He Bin quickly pulled his hand back, looked at the two deep tooth marks on it, and shouted, “You are a dog!”

“He Bin, right!” Fu Fang’s face turned cold, she wiped her mouth with her hand, looked down at him condescendingly, and said word by word, “I tell you, from last night to this morning, I’m not finished with you! “

“Who cares!” He Bin said in disgust, turning around and facing the other side, without even looking at Fu Fang.

On the other hand, the dialect, who was observing secretly, had a stern face and almost didn’t laugh out loud.

If you have a head start, it’s good to have an endless one, preferably the kind that will never end in a lifetime!

After coughing twice, his mood also improved a little, thinking that he was still working part-time for Yue Lao, dialect knocked on the table and looked at Fu Fang who was standing.

“The head of the report, codenamed Yinhu, Fu Fang, the medical officer of the technical team of the Red Army, will report to you!” Fu Fang reported in a eloquent manner. Looking at the dialect, he nodded, and his breath was relieved instantly, and he muttered. He continued, “Really, it’s so troublesome to report a Dao…”

The smile on his face stagnated, and what the dialect was about to say suddenly stopped. He picked up the water glass next to him and took a sip before saying, “Call me President Li in the future. I am a legal person of Xinmin Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd.”

“Yes, Mr. Li…” Fu Fang called out in a long voice, but her eyes were always on He Bin, as if she was thinking of a way to take revenge.

“Medical officer, your profession is not a good match for a medical officer.” Fang Yan followed Fu Fang’s line of sight to He Bin, and then said.

“Mr. Li~www.mtlnovel.com~ Medical Officer is not a literal occupation. I can save people, but what I’m better at is actually killing people!” Fu Fang said, then smiled, “As for saving people, Mr. Li, I have no clinical experience.”

“Uh…” Dialect paused, looked at He Bin’s body that was obviously shaking, and asked tentatively, “Poison?”

“Yes!” Fu Fang affirmed, as if thinking of something, the expression on his face relaxed.

“Yeah!” Fang Yan replied, lowered his head a little, and began to think about Fu Fang’s current role in his team, and then raised his head, just in time to meet Fu Fang’s dark eyes looking at He Bin.

“Cough! Cough!”

“Hey, Mr. Li, I want to ask you something, I heard that you are invulnerable to all poisons?” Fu Fang replied.

“Don’t you think you need to ask for a leave of absence, or resign?” Fang Yan said helplessly, looking at Fu Fang, “Also, I’m not immune to evil.”

“Oh, so, then I’ll resign later…”