Let’s leave the prevention and control center matters aside for a while.
Bai Zhu turned over the sketch paper, intending to refine the unfinished parts of [Poisonous Stinger].
Tonight she was going to the Red Queen Casino to make a delivery, and planned to adjust the model after delivering Avril at dawn.
Although the little guy injured his foot, he still wanted to review simple dance moves. And judging from the action of pulling her upstairs yesterday, it should be nothing serious.
Bai Zhu gathered his thoughts, sharpened his pencil and started drawing.
The entire "Stinger" system weighs 15.68kg. The missile is housed in a launch tube made of Kevlar fiber. The launch tube is connected to the launch control device, which includes a sight, a launch controller and an identification friend or foe, as well as an identification friend or foe interrogator controlled by teammates.
Because it will be a close-range attack and the main requirement is self-defense, Baizhu directly removed the last two parts to reduce the difficulty of production, the difficulty of running some programs, and the difficulty of use.
"Ah, luckily I will wear sunglasses when I go there, otherwise they will see a real panda."
Feeling that he was getting more energetic the longer he endured, Bai Zhu simply compared the actual details taken yesterday afternoon and completed the design drawing in one go:
"I actually haven't forgotten the design drawings of this mid-to-low-end weapon. What I remember most are the data of laser weapons, the drawings of the space-based plan, and the precise design drawings of various war robots. Later, they mostly included defense plans and city plans. After analyzing the data...well, it feels like I'm back to my days in the military factory laboratory."
Baizhu thought, rubbing the tired and painful eyebrows.
Although her brain was getting more energetic as she worked up, her sore eyes and increasingly heavy eyelids kept reminding her that it was time to sleep.
There's still an hour until five o'clock.
Unknowingly, she had been drawing for another three hours, and her neck was sore.
Bai Zhu put away his pencil and simple pencil sharpener, swept the pencil shavings into his school bag, and put his sketchbook in it as well.
"I have been living the overtime life of 007 at such a young age. I hope I won't die suddenly." Baizhu made a joke to himself to ease his mood, and lay down on the bed and fell asleep quickly.
…
"This is breakfast: polenta, five shrimp dumplings and scallion pancakes filled with shredded potatoes."
At 6:30 in the morning, Fatty Liu walked out of the kitchen and handed the thermos cup and thermos box to Baizhu:
"You must remember to eat breakfast. If you don't eat in the morning, your intestines will eat poop. We don't make money by letting your stomach eat poop. Life would be too hard."
He said a little panicked, touched his belly, and stuffed a shrimp bun into his mouth.
"Okay." Baizhu unscrewed the thermos cup, and the sweet smell of polenta met his face. The steam made his sour eyelids feel comfortable. Baizhu couldn't help but close his eyes and took a covert sip of polenta.
"This belongs to Weiwei."
Fatty Liu handed the thermos cup and the sandwich wrapped in oil paper to Avril: "Sweet milk and whole grain sandwich, with only a small piece of bacon added, not too oily, salty or sweet, absolutely healthy for our future dancers!"
Avril was amused: "Thank you, Brother Liu."
"You all have dark circles, did you stay up late playing last night?" Fatty Liu didn't say much, just turned around and took two oranges, "If you have dark circles, you can eat fruits with high content of vitamin E and vitamin A. You two can eat them One, after breakfast.”
After he finished speaking, he added: "When I come back in the evening, I will help you make a fruit mask."
"Thank you, Brother Liu, but isn't there some in the refrigerator?" Avril said as she packed the oranges.
"That's for Boss Ning. She often stays up late and it's indispensable." Fatty Liu shook his head, "I'll do your share."
"Brother Liu, you are so versatile!" Avril Lavigne cheered, "No wonder Sister Ning always praises you!"
"Ning, boss Ning praised me?" Fatty Liu almost lost his grip on the porcelain bowl and stuttered, "She, what did she say?"
Something's not right. Bai Zhu sipped the polenta from the corner of his mouth and looked at the nervous Fatty Liu.
Avril thought carefully: "Well... I said that Brother Liu is very careful, very versatile, and very loyal, but he is very verbose about some things."
"Ah." Fatty Liu held the edge of the porcelain bowl with both hands and hesitated without saying anything. In the end, he just scratched his hair in embarrassment and smiled covertly. He seemed a little disappointed and a little happy at the same time, "This, this is good. of."
Baizhu started eating scallion pancakes and felt so happy that he died.
Adults are so childish.
If you like it, chase it.
No, I seemed to be an adult once, forget it, I’ll be solo for ten thousand years anyway.
Bai Zhu stopped thinking about it, stuffed the scallion pancake in a few mouthfuls, and by the time he left the house, he had already swallowed it and started eating shrimp dumplings.
"Xiao Shu, will going to the dance studio today make people suspicious?" Avril was a little nervous, "After all, that old bald guy is really horny."
"They won't doubt us. No pedestrian noticed me when I pulled out my gun, and there were only two of us in the alley. I'm sure of that."
Baizhu first drained the soup from the shrimp dumplings. The shrimps were tender and fragrant, and the shrimp meat was wrapped around a whole shrimp. The moment he bit into it, Baizhu let out a long sigh of satisfaction. He felt that Fatty Liu’s craftsmanship was really amazing. If he went There is no pressure at all when applying for a job as a chef, and you can use this skill to get a stable and well-paid job.
Even climb up.
In this day and age, gourmet chefs are more valuable to the rich and powerful.
Baizhu ate the shrimp dumplings and then opened his mouth:
"If someone is staring at me or paying too much attention to me, I will feel it - and if you keep going, it will arouse suspicion if you suddenly stop going. When people ask you, just say that you went home after we separated and you don't know anything."
"good."
Avril stretched her eyebrows, finished the sandwich slowly, and drank a few sips of sweet milk. She had already arrived at the dance studio.
"Xiao Shu, there are many people."
Avril was startled and hurriedly moved closer to Bai Zhu, "We are surrounded in front."
Bai Shu said "hmm" and looked towards the dance studio in front:
The inspection team surrounded the small building of the dance studio. Someone was interrogating the teacher who had just started working. The onlookers were chattering. The voices were so mixed that it was difficult to distinguish the speaker and the content.
Bai Zhu casually put on his hearing aid, got closer and closer to the crowd, and listened clearly to the conversation between the inspector and the teacher.
"You really don't know how he died?"
"I really do not know."
"If you think about it carefully, this matter will definitely be investigated thoroughly. This man is the nephew of the Inspector General. Something happened within two days of being here..."
who? Is the man named Gao the nephew of the inspector general?
Bai Zhu was only slightly surprised and quickly figured it out:
"That's right. Most of the people from the inner city who come to the outer city come from their families who have business here. The man named Gao looks like a drunkard. He is probably a family relative who is supporting him here. He is most likely to be related to the upper echelons of the inspection team. , the nephew of the Inspector General... As expected, both of them are not good people. This is the best dance class in the second city, and it is not unusual for someone named Gao to come here."
"No clues at all?"
The inspector frowned and took notes. Before he could continue the questioning, he heard the sound of brakes behind him. When he saw it was an armed vehicle, he immediately ran forward and opened the door.
The middle-aged man with the inspector general's epaulette on his shoulder got out of the car. While listening to the inspector's report, he glanced around. His eyes suddenly focused on Baizhu, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.
Then he pointed forward and said, "Those two kids over there, come here."
He was talking about Bai Zhu and Avril Lavigne.
