I see.
Lynx Military Industry not only produces guns, but also mechas, self-propelled cannons, and many other types of weapons.
After they registered the autonomous territory of Zhangdao as a testing site, they could legally "test" weapons in these areas.
Moreover, they built their company headquarters and the private homes of many members of the Ai family near the weapons testing site, and no one could care about this.
But if an accident such as an explosion caused by a weapons test results in loss of life or property, they will also be held responsible.
Fortunately, almost everyone living on the island is the Ai family, and they are bound by traditional clan rules, which is easy to deal with.
The entire Zhangdao Island is a registered weapons testing site. But there are several residential and office areas on the island, and weapons will not enter those areas.
So after Meng Fei walked through the "Weapon Testing Ground" with fear, Zhangdao restored the atmosphere of a peaceful and luxurious tourist area.
Ai Yun, as the largest boss of the Lynx Group, alone owns a forest about one kilometer in diameter on the west side of the island, called Yunshui Villa.
The manor is like a huge brown chocolate with undulating heights, ravines eroded by water and wind, and lush trees everywhere.
Beautiful villas are like little toys on a cake, scattered among the dense woods. The blue swimming pool is like pieces of blue crystal candy inlaid on the surface of chocolate.
Following a path down, they walked to a beach that was dyed fiery red by the setting sun and sat down.
The seawater was like a giant beast trapped by the coastline, roaring like the sky, rising up one after another and lapping at the beach, and then retreated helplessly.
The sunset is like an egg yolk, as if it is so tender that it can be touched gently with your hands. But underneath the huge orange sunset, there is an obvious and rather incongruous black line.
If you look carefully, the entire surrounding sea-to-sky line is surprisingly dark. Because that's the extent of a winter storm.
Zhangdao only gets a little windy and rainy at the beginning of the winter storm, but then it turns sunny. However, there are storm areas stretching for hundreds of kilometers around Zhangdao Island, and even Wutong City is shrouded in wind and rain.
This is because the winter storm is a huge cyclone, and Zhangdao is right at the center of the cyclone. There is no wind or rain within a radius of ten kilometers from the eye of the storm. Except for the big waves, it was sunny.
"Zhangdao is simply a holiday destination during winter storms."
Meng Fei sat on a lounge chair on the beach and sighed.
You should know that although Wutong City has a warm climate, strong winds and heavy rains begin every year after the God's Birthday. Sometimes the temperature drops suddenly and turns into a blizzard. The God's Birthday holiday can basically only be spent indoors, which is very boring.
If you go to Zhangdao at this time, you can really make a lot of money.
"What a magical place. You have to come here alone. I never want to come to this ghost place again."
Ai Ting said coldly to him.
It's not that she really hates this place. She was disgusted with the group of relatives she saw on the board of directors.
She hates Mr. Ailon who relies on his old age and sells his old age.
Aisha's sinister intentions made her even more disgusted.
In turn, all the directors in suits and ties on the entire board of directors were disgusted by her.
After arriving at Yunshui Villa, Ai Yan, who had a dog-like attitude and always regarded himself as a servant, made her feel very uncomfortable again.
"So you are only suitable to be a police officer, not a cold female CEO."
Meng Fei joked.
"The police only care about right and wrong. The president doesn't care about right or wrong, only success or failure."
"Hmph, what kind of cold-blooded CEO? A bunch of arrogant and insidious guys."
Ai Ting is especially angry with Ai Long. She had always been annoyed that Meng Fei had taken the lead when she was questioned by Ailon, preventing her from retorting on the spot.
But Meng Fei's subsequent performance made her sigh and feel very happy.
"It's true that you performed well today. I didn't realize before that you are actually very suitable to be a police officer."
In this world, whether it is the Superpower Bureau, the Criminal Investigation Bureau or the Public Security Bureau, they are all regarded as police officers, and there is not much difference.
Although Meng Fei had solved several cases in a row, she had always thought that this guy was lucky and had the bonus of his natural abilities.
But this time, the evidence of cunningly setting up a trap to catch Aisha refreshed her view.
As Ai Ting said this, she quietly leaned over and gently held his arm, as if she wanted to lean on his shoulder.
Favorability increased?
Meng Fei said calmly: "No, I am not a policeman. My name is Meng Fei, and I am a detective."
"Pack!"
Ai Ting reached out and gave him a violent blow on the head.
Following this violent shudder, Meng Fei's cell phone dinged.
He took out his phone and took a look. The goddess's profile picture was flashing on the goddess app. This made him feel strange.
When did an AI take the initiative to contact him?
But remembering that AI once said that he was asked to help with something, it can be considered as laying the groundwork.
Ai Ting was very close at this time, and he couldn't help but glance at Ai Ting.
She looked at the setting sun and winter storm in the endless distance without intending to glance at the screen of his mobile phone.
Chatting with another woman under his girlfriend's nose made him feel guilty. Even though this woman is obviously just an AI.
He moved the phone a little away, out of Ai Ting's sight, and clicked it.
"The confession was successful? Congratulations."
It's inexplicable. My confession was successful. Why are you, an artificial intelligence program, so excited? Could it be that his intelligence has gone too far and he has really become a spirit?
What's more, it didn't succeed, and it's still in the stage of cultivating good feelings. Although from the current point of view, the progress is relatively smooth.
"not at all."
"It's okay, it will happen sooner or later."
"..."
Ai Ting heard the first ding of his cell phone, and then saw him holding it and typing.
She didn't come over to see what he was talking about, but asked coldly: "Who are you talking to?"
Meng Fei was startled, and his mind suddenly started spinning at a rapid speed.
He thought to himself, am I chatting with AI? Is this AI still the green goddess on the goddess app? Does she think my hobby is weird?
Or maybe she finds it very interesting and insists on looking at the chat history. How should I explain the part where I confessed my love to the AI?
But since she asked, she was determined not to lie. Lying to women is the behavior of a scumbag!
Meng Fei quickly clicked on Fatty Chen's profile picture and posted: "How's the check on X going?"
Then she replied to Ai Ting: "I'm talking to Chen Han about work matters."
"Oh." Ai Ting responded nonchalantly and continued to watch the sunset.
"I've made some progress."
Meng Fei did not expect that Fatty Chen, who was treated as a rag, would reply quickly.
"But you have to wait a little longer before I can send you concrete news."
Meng Fei did not reply to the silly Fatty Chen's message, but carefully opened the goddess's chat box.
"Now that you've made your confession, it's time to do something for me."
Although Meng Fei had been speechless for a long time, the goddess was not idle either. She still sent messages proactively without responding.
I knew that I would not go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything!
