MTL - ABO Cadets-Chapter 12
Chapter 012: Reproduction of the mysterious crystal card
At the same time, the constellation of the constellation Cepheus, the star of Sfield, the royal palace of Lacey.
A building resembling the pure white of European-style European-style churches is staggered. The tall buildings are uniformly engraved with a magnificent pentagon celestial galaxy. The galaxies in the galaxies are twinkling, shining and artificial. The starlight is far opposite to the stars in the sky, and the world seems to be a vast river.
In the silent night, in the solemn and solemn palace, from time to time there is a royal **** wearing pure white military uniform. Among the largest palaces in the depths of the palace, the red carpet stretched from the door to the depths of the palace, and the high-level throne was engraved with delicate patterns. The middle-aged man with deep facial features was sitting there with a miniature light in his hand. The brain, looking seriously at what looks serious.
- Trand Watson, the seventh monarch of the Lacey Empire.
At this moment, a small platinum-gold ball suddenly flew to the front of Trande, and a soft voice was leaping: "Respected Majesty, the Royal Bank of China Governor, Mr. Laketon, sent a confidential video request. Did you meet?"
President of Lecton?
Trande put down the miniature light brain in his hand, gently placed the palm of his hand on the ball and whispered, "Connect the connection."
After the fingerprint password verification is passed, the simulated projection screen is immediately projected to the front.
An old man with a white beard soon appeared on the screen, the President of the Royal Bank of England. The man gently placed his right hand on the left chest heart position, and squatted deeply under the squatting of Trand, respectfully said: "Your Majesty."
This highly realistic projection screen is like the other party is really in front of themselves.
Trande nodded to him. "What?"
Rickton’s expression said cautiously: “Your Majesty, the crystal card that you have fully monitored by the banking system has appeared. Because the spacecraft was interrupted during the space flight, the bank has captured the consumption record of this crystal card until today.”
The always calmer, Trande raised his eyebrows slightly and stood up from the throne, whispering: "Tell the details of the situation."
Rickton immediately sent a detailed information and explained: "At 3:11 pm on January 5, this crystal card was consumed in the cabin of the Pearl 731 spaceship, and the consumption amount was 8 crystals. Coins, the purchase of items is two boxes of biscuits."
"..." Trande was silent. "Is there a transaction video?"
“Yes.” Laketon used a wireless network to send a video recording. “The terminal for crystal card consumption is the Starcraft 7158 intelligent robot. This is the video at the time, please check it out.”
The video was sent very quickly, and Trande used his finger to open the video file.
I saw a teenager with black short hair and clear eyes in the cabin of the spaceship. Looking at the food list on the chest of the robot, scratching his head and asking: "Is there anything delicious?"
The boy who has just changed his voice, the sound sounds very clear. A pair of black eyes curiously looked through the list, then pressed his finger to the spicy biscuit, "I want this." Then I paid for the card, took out two boxes of cookies, and smiled at the robot. "Okay, Thank you!"
7158 said: "Thank you, goodbye, I wish you a pleasant trip!"
After the short video was played, Trande was silent for a moment, whispering: "Immediately track the details of this person."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
All those who board the spacecraft will register their detailed identification information at the time of security screening, directly corresponding to their respective cabins and seats. The process of trading on the spacecraft is also recorded by the infrared camera installed in the eyes of the intelligent robot, which is one of the means to ensure the security of the transaction.
To find out the information of a passenger on a spacecraft, it can be said that it is quite easy in a communication-developed empire.
Rickton quickly found the information and sent a copy to Trand.
- Lin Yuan, 18 years old, male beta, from the cigar galaxy Ryan planet.
On the morning of January 5, I took the Pearl-731 spaceship. On the afternoon of January 18, I broke the military star in the Great Bears. Later, I reported to the Military Academy of San Romiya that it was the new military commander of the San Ramia Military Academy this year. The entrance score is 300 points.
Trande looked at the information in front of him and frowned slightly.
Rickton asked slyly: "Your Majesty, does the Royal Bank need to write off its use rights for this 19-year-old unrestricted crystal card?"
"No." Trande looked up at Recton in the projection and whispered, "This is the authority given, no need to cancel. Continue to monitor the consumption record of this crystal card, and report it to you at any time."
Rickton once again put his right hand to the position of his left chest, and respectfully bowed to Teland: "Yes, Your Majesty!"
Interrupted communication, and Trande just sat back on the throne, and the silver ball in front of him flashed again.
"Your Majesty, Marshal Rosen asked for a call!"
Trand did not answer, and placed his hand directly in the fingerprint sensing area.
The portrait of Rosen appeared very quickly in the projection screen in front of him. As usual, the man's handsome face had no expression, his eyes were calm and calm, and even if he saw the empire of the entire empire, Trende, he was still not humble.
A man in a uniform standing in a military uniform is like a hard rock on the top of a hill.
Rosen placed his right hand with white gloves on the edge of the brim and honored a standard military salute to Trans.
- He has always been a military ritual to Trang, not a royal ritual.
Many years ago, when Trand was a prince, they had studied together at the Military Academy of St. Romia. Trand was once the most respected senior of Rosen and Ling Yu.
This is a ritual between the soldiers.
Trande's face was slightly milder, and he returned to him for a military ceremony. He whispered: "Rosson, are you back?"
Rosen said: "Yes, Your Majesty. I received an emergency recall order and immediately rushed back to Cepheus."
This is also the reason why the Glory Legion happened to appear in the cigar galaxy. At that time, Trande was urgently recalling the Glory Legion. I did not expect Rosen to encounter the interstellar passenger spacecraft that was hijacked by Vladimir on the way back, and saved the Pearl. people.
Rosenton paused and said: "Is the emergency recall of the Glory Corps, is it a three-month grand celebration of the 700th anniversary of the Empire?"
Trande nodded and said: "In addition to the celebrations, this celebration also includes a large military parade. I am afraid that the federal side will take the opportunity to play with the tricks. If you are there, you will be most assured. The military exercises and the mechs competition allowed Bie to personally supervise. You stay in the constellation of Cepheus and wait for the celebration to end."
Rosen nodded. "Yes."
After a moment of silence, Trander said: "It is already late, you should go home and rest. After three days, you will call you and the several generals in the palace to discuss the military exercises in detail."
Rosen also respected a military ceremony and whispered, "Yes, Your Majesty."
The handsome and indifferent man, the posture of the military ceremonial ceremony is also so meticulous, and can even be used as a teaching material for military ceremonies. His eyes are cold and cold, and since the rain of the year, he has become like this, with a blank expression, like a moving robot.
Trande glanced at him deeply, took back his hand and cut off the video call.
*****
The night sky outside the window is starry, with occasional meteors crossing, dotted with darkness in the darkness of the night.
In the long migration of the universe, meteors have become one of the most common landscapes. People have very clear conditions for the formation of meteors. Scientists can even artificially create a meteor shower. However, some people who are nostalgic still remember about The ancient legend of the meteor.
Such as the rain. He has always believed that a meteor sliding over the night sky represents the death of a person. Human life is like a meteor. It has a dazzling moment, but it quickly disappears into the universe.
Rosen explained to him in detail: "The meteor is the light trail of the cosmic dust particles and solids passing through the atmosphere because of the intense friction." The rain still dismissed the hand and said: "How is it formed? There are only mechanical and scientific people in the brain, and they don’t understand the meaning of the legend."
Rosen: "..."
At that time, they were studying together at the military academy, and gradually became a life and death in constant quarrels.
As their senior, Trand looked at these two people, just like watching his own brother.
If the rain is not omega, if the military did not send a dark army to attack the Nami Star, if the inhibitor of the rain injection does not suddenly fail on the battlefield... then everything will not happen, Rosen will not become this cold now. Cold and icy like a corpse.
For so many years, the idea of letting Rosen marry several times has been rejected by him on the grounds of war. Trande knew that Rosen had set up a tombstone in the garden in his own garden, and that tombstone was also in his heart.
Trande frowned slightly, remembering the boy he had just seen in the video.
The boy's hair was black and black, and a pair of clear big eyes had a great aura. When he smiled, his face was filled with sunshine, giving him a very lively and warm feeling.
- Lin Yuan.
After meditation on the name, Trand turned and walked to the smart communication device, put his hand on it, whispered and ordered: "I will immediately open the communicator of Prince Nishizawa and find something to look for."
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The smart communicator began to spin at a speed to make a password connection.
The St. Romia Military Academy is housed in a student residence a13.
Nishizawa, who is sorting out food, suddenly received a communication request from the palace, familiar with the fifteen-letter password that is connected to the pentagon... that is the special communication password for his family.
Nishizawa immediately put down the food being sorted, turned and walked to his bedroom, locked the door, and pulled the thick blackout curtains, which opened the communicator.
Seeing the familiar man appearing on the projection screen, Nishi respectfully said: "Father Wang? Are you looking for me?"
Trande calmly said: "Is it accustomed to leave the palace for the first time to go to the military academy?"
Nishizawa said: "It's okay."
Trand was silent for a moment, then asked: "Czeze, is there a person named Lin Yuan in your classmate?"
Nishizawa nodded. "Yes, he is my roommate."
Trand said: "The result of his entrance is the same full score as you. As a child of a civilian family, it is not easy to do this. Obviously, he is a very talented and hard working. Child." Trandton paused, whispered, "Get along with him, I think, he has a lot of places worth learning."
"..." Although the heart was very confused, but Xize still nodded seriously.
Trand continued: "And, don't bully your classmates as a prince. I don't want to hear any negative news from His Royal Highness Prince Nishizawa from the mouth of the principal. You are the best son, good at the military school. Study in, get the best results, don't let the father disappoint."
Nishizawa immediately placed the palm of his right hand in the heart and bowed reverently: "Yes, Father."
After the call ended, Nishizawa still had some doubts.
In the call, the father specifically mentioned Lin Yuan. Is it that Lin Yuan’s ability is so strong that even the father and the king are stunned and want to recruit him for the future of the empire, so he specifically confesses himself and has a good relationship with Lin Yuan?
Of course, even if the father does not explain, Nishizawa will be friendly with the house. After all, you have to live in an apartment for three years. If you have a bad relationship with your roommate, it will affect your feelings.
The problem is that he is not trying to bully Lin Yuan as the prince, but Lin Yuan has been hiding from him.
When I thought of the boy as a small hedgehog with a barb in the whole body, he always looked at his own alert. Nishizawa always felt very confused. He didn’t seem to do anything bad for Lin Yuan? Why did Lin Yuan look at him and look at him?
Whatever the reason, at least, the current rigid relationship with the roommate should be improved.
Lin Yuan, Snow... There are two guys who like to use violence in the dormitory. This is not a good thing.
Thinking of this, Nishizawa turned back to the restaurant, took a few five-star fruit, took the initiative to go to the door of Lin Yuan's bedroom, and tapped the door gently: "Lin Yuan, is it?"
Lin Yuan is holding a hob to watch a movie, and when he hears this familiar voice, he can't help but frown.
- How did this guy knock on the door again?
- It's a troublesome roommate! I don't want to provoke you, you always come to provoke me!
Lin Yuan paused the video and started to open the doorway: "What?"
The handsome boy showed a friendly smile. "Do you eat fruit?"
"..." Lin Yuan glanced at the shape of the five-pointed star in his hand, his face stiff and authentic, "This is... what?"
Nishizawa smiled and explained: "This is called the five-star fruit. It is a special product of the fairy-tale Sfield star. I brought a lot of it and took a few for you to taste." Nishizawa glanced at Habi in Lin Yuan’s arms and added. "Habib should also like to eat this kind of fruit."
Habib nodded immediately with the location, took a five-star fruit from the hands of Nishizawa, and hugged it tightly in his arms.
"..."
Habi, who sold the owner all the year round, once again successfully invited the prince to the master's bedroom. 2k novel reading network