spaceflight manual

Chapter 170 The Heart Attack Assassin
While the object of the sugar-coated cannonball, the sugar-coated cannonball, and the French girl eating melons were staring wide-eyed, the door of the room opposite the corridor opened.

The uncle who lived across the street was carrying a vegetable basket, and it looked like he was going to buy vegetables, but when he saw the situation at Wang Dazhu's house, he immediately forgot about the grocery shopping.

"Oh, Lao Wang, your son is really good. He responded to the call of the eugenics committee very quickly. He brought two foreign girls back at once?"

Wang Dazhu: "Hey, the young man is more internationalist."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and dragged the blond girl into the door, and then smiled at the neighbor: "Oh, I won't bother you to buy vegetables, I'll close the door first."

Without waiting for the neighbor to respond, he closed the door and said to the blond girl, "Come on, sit down! You sit too."

As he spoke, he took the water brought by his wife and put it on the coffee table, then pushed his wife into the kitchen.

Wang Pingan vaguely heard the old couple's voice from the kitchen: "I don't know what's going on, it must be sugar-coated cannonballs."

"The Maga company just now seems to be a large foreign company, and it also cooperates with the Space Force. It should be fine, right?"

"Hey, look at that girl's clothes, she still shows her belly when walking on the street, no no no no!"

The blond girl probably heard it too, and silently pulled down the upper edge of the vest.

Wang Pingan: "So, you are really a layman? Don't be a master of psychology, right?"

"I didn't study psychology at all, I majored in pop culture and communication."

Wang Pingan: "Communication psychology! You still say you haven't studied psychology?"

"Although communication psychology is called psychology, it does not study individuals at all, but a subdivision of group psychology.

"I'm the big boss's big boss who said that if I take the job, he will let me fly in a private jet, and there will be a bonus. So here I am, and I took a lot of photos on the boss's private jet and tweeted them all."

Wang Pingan frowned: "Then... can you sing? The pop culture department should be able to sing, right?"

"Well... yes? I played a bit of rock and roll in college, as a guitarist."

Wang Pingan: "Could it be because of this that you were sent here?"

The girl shrugged: "I actually asked the boss why he asked me to do this, and I couldn't do it. But the boss said I don't have to worry about anything, just come and find you at the address they gave, and just chat with you casually.

"I still expect you to tell me what's going on! Who the hell are you, why would the company want to corrupt you?"

Wang Ping'an thought to himself that I do know the answer to this question, but I can't say it.

So he pretended to be stupid: "I don't know either."

Girl: "No, that's not right. I was going to pretend to ask for directions, but you said I was a sugar-coated cannonball when you came up. You are not an ordinary space army. You have something that the company covets. You know that the company will send people to corrupt you !
"But you shouldn't be able to tell me that."

The girl lowered her head and pondered for a few seconds: "Forget it, I won't ask these. Let's continue to study why the company sent me here. Do you have any special hobbies? For example, you especially like girls with obvious signs of conquering Europe? My blonde hair, The emerald green pupils and skin color are from the first echelon."

Before Wang Pingan could speak, Angeli said first: "He hasn't touched me yet. I have lived with him as a partner for three years."

The girl glanced at An Geli, nodded and said, "I understand, he has that problem!"

"No!" Wang Pingan denied loudly, "I didn't! It's normal for me to glue regularly!"

The girl looked suspicious.

Wang Pingan: "Actually, I probably guessed why Maga Company sent you here."

Girl: "Changing the subject to cover up my physical defects?"

"No, I really guessed it. You see, you chatted with me normally as soon as you came in, and then you brought up a topic that I am also very interested in. I always feel that as time grows, I will naturally become friends with you.

"And just three years ago, someone broke into my life in the same way."

Wang Pingan looked at Angeli: "Second Lieutenant Angeli is like this. She is the partner selected by the supercomputer. I guess you are also selected by the supercomputer, so you don't have to do anything deliberately, just come and chat with me. We just became friends naturally."

The girl touched her chin: "Well, it makes sense... But can supercomputers really do this? Maybe you are used to trusting the judgment of supercomputers. After all, your society is deeply bound to supercomputers. Computers arrange production And logistics, computer matching of spouses...

"But I'm on our side, and we've always been skeptical of computers."

"If not, is there any better reason?" Wang Pingan asked.

Girl: "Well... no. Then what are you going to do? According to your guess, the supercomputer thinks that I will become friends with you. Maybe one day it will let you say things you shouldn't say, and reveal your secrets. secret."

Wang Pingan: "I decided to ask classmate Xiao Ai first. Classmate Xiao Ai?"

"I'm here."

This is the beginning again.

Wang Pingan ignored the computer's installation, and asked directly: "What should I do in this situation?"

Classmate Xiao Ai: "Keep in touch, use your charm to instigate enemy agents."

"I'm not Gaddafi!"

"The story of Gaddafi's instigating against the female assassin is very likely to be fabricated."

"Then you still suggest me that?"

"Actually, the spies basically maintain friendly contacts in their daily life, and the kind of tense situations are rare."

The blond girl frowned: "You artificial intelligence...why do you feel something is wrong?"

Obviously something is wrong, okay?
Classmate Xiao Ai: "I am an artificial intelligence assistant developed by Xiaomi Group, adhering to..."

The sound of the phone interrupted Xiao Ai's self-introduction, and Wang Pingan picked it up immediately, and Shiji's voice came from the other side: "Don't worry about this guy. Our insider checked her file, and she was really arrested two days ago. It was picked up from the pop culture department of Maga Company.

"Before she was mainly in charge of running the black hip-hop singer launched by Maga Company, and gained a good influence in the black community."

Wang Pingan glanced at the blond girl, and couldn't help but ask, "So she's still doing well in her original position? Why did you drag her here to do this kind of thing?"

"First, your guess just now has some truth. Maybe the other party's computer has correctly calculated that she will become friends with you. Second, this is a plan that Mingxiu plank road secretly hides."

Wang Pingan: "Then I still keep in touch with her?"

"Because our computer has analyzed her information and thinks that you have a high chance of winning her over."

Wang Pingan raised his eyebrows and looked at the blonde girl.

The girl had nothing to do now, so she peeled another candy and stuffed it into her mouth.

Wang Ping'an: "Okay... OK, let's continue, but I don't know her name yet."

"Irene, Irene Raphael, Master of Communication Psychology." The blond girl snapped.

**
In a cafe five blocks away from the dormitory in the factory compound where Wang Ping'an's father lived.

Two foreigners were chatting in the booth.

"I still can't understand why such a layman was sent there." The young one said softly.

The older one put down his coffee cup and smiled all over his face: "For people like Wang Ping'an, money is useless. As for Miss Irene, her resume is like a replica of the old American dream. And with the warmth of the old days of the United States of America."

The young foreigner snorted: "You mean, she can make Wang Ping'an feel that our system has merit?"

"You have to know that Wang Ping'an has always been depressed in the system. Looking at Miss Irene's resume, wouldn't he think that if I live in the West, where I value personal talents more, I will live a more satisfactory life?"

The young man seemed to understand.

(End of this chapter)