Vol 8 Chapter 837:

"My Excellency, may I ask if this aircraft is now mys?"

Is not a huge aircraft, the interior is very tedious, and there is not much sci-fi color of human technology.

The ground was a bit the ground, but when I walked here, it seemed like I was walking into the jungle. The place where I settled down was a little elastic.

Wu Xiaohei also felt unusual when he came here. There are too many unusual places here.

I guess only Catherine didn't want to explore this last secret.

She also said that she did not dare to touch the truth behind the scenes.

I watched Catherine meaningfully, and slowly touched the ground with both hands to feel the temperature in it. Xiao Hei was finally determined, and here should be solved according to Si Fan's statement.

Besides, all warehouses in Area 51 are now sold to Si Fan, and he can do things casually.

"Sifan, I have given you all of Area 51, and you are also the highest governor here. You can do whatever you want. I just hope you can share all the information with us, but here We have backed up some important notes and manuscripts. You can only take the originals. "

解释 This explanation is perfect, and of course the Secretary smiled elegantly: "Then I will perform my duties and rights of the Archon."

The elegant smile never seemed to have anything to do with him, but this second he was related. Si Fan looked at the not so big gap in front of him, and the space where the sea urchins lived.

Suddenly, he turned back and patted Roger behind him.

"Boy, it's your turn to show, see where it is suitable to start to demolish slowly, and we try to get the most information by simple means. What we want is their information, how they live, and how ... "

"Kill them."

It was cold, and Si Fan's mouth was cold. Even Catherine and Roger felt a little scared.

They really feel the determination of Si Fan.

Roger nodded: "Okay, since Mr. Principal said, then I must implement it. In fact, I have already researched many times and marked the more important places here."

其实 "Actually, I think some places can be spliced ​​after cutting. The glue is still very good."

Roger said with a smile, then took over the marker handed over by Si Fan.

好像 He seemed to be thinking about something. He squatted down and searched for a long time in the ground. At the end, the nib began to trace the areas precisely.

Gradually, they can already see the areas that should be cut. There is a line under their feet that should be cut out, and then a part of the tissue is cut.

This has a rough division across the aircraft.

Looking around, they also saw the approximate structure of the internal structure of the aircraft.

Yes, just look at the cuts he drew, and you will probably know their functions. It ’s very easy to comment on things.

For example, now looking at the nearby underground, the one-by-one ball-shaped position Si Fan looks at him as the key cutting area. Every detail here is very finely labeled, and even how to cut is very Accurate labeling.

Xiao Hei, who was behind him, looked at it so carefully.

Si Fan, who was behind him, waited until he looked at it. Most of the entire area of ​​the aircraft was full of such pictures. He couldn't help but want to see if it was the same as his guess.

"Everyone evacuated, this aircraft should be unsafe, and it will soon be unplanned. This time, I guess there may be an unexpected discovery."

I am persuaded that two people also followed Si Fan, leaving only the Terminator. They stopped at a distance of more than one hundred meters, which is a relatively safe distance.

In the distance, Roger lay on it and continued to draw, while Si Fan took out a tablet computer and carefully looked at the picture in front of him.

He can see the picture in front of him, and the Terminator T800 is left in the aircraft quietly waiting in the aircraft.

Roger's movement is very slow, he is still lying on the aircraft constantly line.

工作 The job took a total of one and a half hours and hours. When he was busy, the afternoon meal time had passed.

Waiting is also the most daily thing. One fifth of life is spent waiting. This is the biggest part of life.

After a long waiting time, the entire aircraft has been painted everywhere. The criss-cross lines represent the part to be cut and cut afterwards.

The main work is not these people anymore, but Roger in a hurry. After he finished the work, he climbed down from the aircraft, almost trotting with an excited look, and jumped a little happily in the middle. under.

It seemed to feel a little detached, soothing his mind a little, the smile at the corner of his mouth revealed his ecstasy, and the eyes widened the boss, saying that the eyes are the windows of the soul. Today, his windows opened a little big, excited Xiaofei glanced It was like eyelid spasm, and the wind came to Si Fan and Xiao Hei.

"Mr. President, Mr. Principal, this time you must live up to expectations. You will definitely find the secrets of these aliens. Preservation is never a good way. It is most important to know them apart." He was over-excited.

The fanciful Si Fan wants to tease him.

"The cutting in a while won't let you finish it. It's too dangerous. I think it will allow you to go back and get rid of that alien. What do you think?"

"Mr. President, should you agree?"

After a lot of inquiries, UU read the book www.uukanshu.com and saw Roger's face crying, as if the poor child looked at Xiaohei.

Even if there is a joke in Si Fan's words, as long as Mr. President nodded, he would do the same.

He is obviously very interested in making fun of Roger, Mr. President, and he thinks about it.

"Well, I actually do n’t think girls can do this kind of thing, because it ’s too bloody, and it ’s easy to encounter danger. It ’s better to let Catherine do the physical removal of the aliens.


"Actually, this is a very simple thing. It's no different from your planner's body in the laboratory, and you won't feel guilty, or you can treat it as an anatomical seafood." Xiaohei said jokingly.

Luo Luojie's face suddenly looked bad. He was not a good-looking guy. Although he knew these were jokes, his heart was still uncomfortable.

Poorly looked at Si Fan: "I wiped all those scribbles. Is it too late?"