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monitor? Don't monitor? This is a problem.

The deputy captain of the 11th Army Special Operations Team of the Federal Army of Vitoria is entangled in this matter, but what about his boss?

Sitting at his desk and browsing various reports, in addition to this task, he has many other tasks to deal with.

"Colonel, it doesn't make sense to keep monitoring. That little girl is just an ordinary explorer. No, she is not even an explorer. She is a senior mansion."

At this time, a young soldier in military uniform was standing in front of the office door waiting for the call. From the military uniform he was wearing, he could see that he was a scout of the independent reconnaissance team.

"Please come in" the robot doorman allowed him to finally enter the office.

Will did a standard military salute and shouted, "Report"

There are two young officers in the office, a colonel and a captain. The two are sitting at the desk to discuss something. These two men are at the institute to give another chip to Qin Zheng and Lime of Professor Wen. It is also the chief and deputy captain of the special operations team.

The scouts looked at the young Colonel Qin Zheng in front of him, and they couldn’t help but feel nervous.

The young colonel was not only the commander of this special operations brigade, but also his idol.

Qin Zheng, a child of an ordinary worker's family, applied to the military academy at the age of fourteen and graduated with honors at the age of seventeen. After struggling all the way, he has grown into a dazzling figure in the federal army.

Even hailed as the most likely military genius in the history of the Federation, his growth history is very inspirational. It is a typical person who conveys positive energy. Under the intentional and unintentional propaganda of the military, he inspired many children of ordinary families. Dare to invest in the military camp.

A live humanoid advertisement.

This young scout is one of the people called. What is more special is that he was selected by Qin Zheng because of his talent.

Lime looked up at the scouts and said with a smile, "Will, please relax, don't tremble every time you see this officer with facial paralysis"

Qin Zheng ignored Lime's jokes and only asked, "Tell me what the reconnaissance team now knows."

Will calmed his emotions and said, "Reporter, so far, except for the identity of the target explorer, no one can be determined, and no abnormalities were found during the monitoring period."

Qin Zheng tapped his finger on the table and said, "Tell me in detail what happened that day when you were on duty to monitor the target person."

"It's the sir" Will hesitated or reported the squirrel hit him in detail, then said "I'm not sure if she noticed me"

"What was the reaction at the time?"

Will thought about it and said, "She returned to the house again, and then went out again after a while"

"Okay, let's go down"

After Will left, Lyme asked, "Do you think the little girl found Will at the time?"

Even if she knows that Mo Ye is an explorer, her deceptive appearance can still confuse others' judgments. Besides, the independent investigation team was selected by Qin Zheng. Even if they use the hidden technique, they can’t easily be a saint. Perceived, Lyme didn't believe what Mo Ye could perceive anyway.

Qin Zheng shook his head. He was confident that the other party could not find the scouts, but Mo Ye’s return was suspicious, and the investigation equipment was abnormal.

The person who monitored Mo Ye was the 11th Army responsible for protecting the chip and Wen Zhanyan, especially for the action team. At the beginning, this was only a routine investigation. After all, the memory chip is really too important. Wen Zhanyan’s whereabouts will be known by the robbers that someone has leaked it News,

In their view, Mo Ye's emergence was a coincidence, and it was hard to guarantee that it had no purpose.

But when I searched, I could not find anything, which made people doubtful of the rebirth of the sinus. As long as the people who did not jump out of the stone were always traceable, but these people could not be found, except the explorer of Mo Ye Identity, nothing can be found.

Even the information about the identity of the explorer is imperfect, all except the name are question marks.

Wipe, this is not a game to play Boss, how could it be a question mark?

They didn't even find out the name of the explorer group where Mo Ye was, and this sense of frustration was really beyond words.

In fact, if they want to know which group Mo Ye belongs to, they just need to ask, Mo Ye will definitely tell the truth, this is not an untold secret. Yan An also wants to make Ye Yan bigger and stronger, this Isn't it just an advertisement!

It's a pity that these people have done more secret work and prefer to explore in secret. As a result, the most powerful network information technicians in their team have no way to use those encryptions. In the end, they feel a little more upbeat.

Lime looked at Qin Zheng, "A Zheng, what is your idea?"

...

The seven little farts and the brick master have fun playing snowball fights. Of course, the seven children who are hit the most are still left. They dodge left and right, and cast magic tricks to intercept snowballs. This is better than standing on the wall. It's more difficult.

The three backward babies in the training room are struggling to hit the wall to practice hard, but Mo Ye, the substitute teacher, has been idle.

Mo Ye sat down on the ground, remembering that she hadn't seen these little guys going to a history of power history in the past week. She hadn't been to the museum yet.

Mo Ye called one of the children to ask. The child was dumbfounded and looked at Mo Ye for a long time. He scratched his head in embarrassment for a long time and squeaked, "Well, for more time to practice, the history of our class The class was taken by Jared as a representative to take a self-study group"

Mo Ye realized that the co-authoring was caused by her. She did not say anything about criticizing education, but asked, "When was the course originally?"

"Two thirty in the afternoon"

"I will go with you"

"what?"

After a pause, Mo Ye said, "It's wrong to skip class."

The kid was stunned, teacher, we didn’t skip class, we just took leave, and the history lesson was originally a self-study course at home. It’s enough to pass the test. If he doesn’t understand the situation, he will go back and throw ice cubes. .

Lord Magician, are you only a teacher of the combat lesson, or a substitute teacher, and not a class teacher? Is your reason for oversight far-fetched?

At 2:20, Mo Ye really appeared at the gate of the Sarand College Museum with ten young children.

Ten children were reluctant, especially Simba and Jared.

The history class is the most boring. Those teaching films have grown up since childhood. The teaching teacher is still an old-fashioned not only boring, but also spitting stars. He has already applied for self-study, and he can’t understand why Mo Ye insisted on coming .

Simba squinted and looked at Mo Ye with disappointment. "Why are you a tutor in a combat lesson and force us to take a history lesson?" Is it not good?"

The buddies cast their disdainful glances at Simba. This fart was so quiet that he didn't see that this kid had this skill on weekdays.

Mo Ye looked at the museum in front of him without looking at Simba.

It’s so sweaty...

The little friends collectively silent, what does this all follow.

When a group of people was about to enter the museum, a group of people came on the other side. From the red badge on their school uniforms, they could see that these people were from the fire department.

One of the long-haired boys looked at Simba grinning with flames in his eyes, "Hey, isn’t this the ice-cold little popsicles? It finally appeared, and I’ve missed you for a long time." There was a faint flame.

Jared pushed back his little glasses and countered, "Why, your mentor is not enough to turn into snowball shells, do you want a shot?"

The boy and the people behind him were choked by this sentence, their small faces flushed, their tutor was indeed seconds, but they all agreed that it was caused by a temporary carelessness. In the hearts of these fire teenagers, the fire department is different. Nengke is a hundred times more powerful than the ice system. How could their mentor lose to a girl who looks only a few years older than them? This is unscientific.

"Oh, in addition to complaining to the teacher, what else do you do when you go home to find your parents crying?"

These children in class two years hated Simba and his group. Last time they were detained for credit, they were also taught by the tutor. Now they come across naturally to be extremely ironic, the purpose is to Stimulate the ice gang of second-hand goods to shoot first, so they can fight back in self-defense, and teach them a meal.

This is a public place that has gathered a lot of onlookers. It can not only crack down on the young masters in the second and third classes, but also have many witnesses to testify that they are defensive counterattacks.

Sure enough, these bear children have a lot of ghost ideas, and they are not fuel-efficient lamps!

So both sides choked me one by one.

"..."

Naturally, this kind of children's struggle for the will of the Master, Master, will not participate, but now this time period, it is more important to enter the museum.

Just when the grumpy little lion Simba couldn’t help but shoot, Mo Ye looked sideways at the grumpy little boys and said lightly, “It’s time to go to class at 2:58.”

There is no trace of so-called teacher majesty in Mo Ye's words. It sounds like casually speaking, but the ten little guys with ice-blue badges, including the irritable Simba, turned around and followed Mo Ye and left.

Not only the choking children of the fire department, but also the onlookers on the side were taken aback, wondering...

Although these little devil heads are not very effective, they are like explosive barrels. They explode at a time. The famous ones can make trouble, so why are they so obedient!

There is no way. After so many days, ten children have understood the truth. Mo Ye, a substitute teacher, will not say it a second time. She will shoot directly, and the large number of people will be hung up by large fonts. .

History class was allowed to be watched by the instructor of the class, so Mo Ye was able to enter the museum smoothly.

History class is a large class. Many students have already sat in the lecture hall of the hall. Ten people of Jared have found a place to sit down. He just wanted to talk to Mo Ye, and Mo Ye threw a sentence "I go shopping "I left.

Ten hard-working children who left a black line looked at the history teacher who was tirelessly spitting stars

Teacher, if you just want to visit the museum, you said earlier, let's find a way to open the back door for you, why do you need to pull us into the water, it's cruel!

...

Renew the ticket or something, that is, you can’t eat it, and sigh with carelessness,

o(︶︿︶)o alas

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