Yes, I did all this!

--I guess so.

After hearing Duanmumo's words, Shenwu Ling looked out the window and silently looked at the scenery on the street.

Not long after, the car slowly stopped at the door of his office.

"Here we go, wait for me."

Duanmumo turned around and said something, then got out of the car.

Walking into the first floor, she saw Xia Yan squatting on the ground, looking at the game console in front of her with a troubled expression.

"What are you doing?"

Duanmumo walked behind her and asked doubtfully.

“I’m going to bring the screen over, but how does this thing fit into such a small box?”

There is a box next to the main unit, which originally contained the main unit, but now, Xia Yan has obviously forgotten how she took it out in the first place.

Hearing this, looking at the troubled Xia Yan, Duanmu nodded indifferently: "I understand, the mysterious compression technology of the packaging department."

"What do you mean? Come and help me!"

Facing Xia Yan's urging, Duanmumo smiled, squatted down, and tried to stuff the host into the cardboard box.

"...Hiss, how did you take out this thing in the first place?"

——In the end, the host was still pushed in a little forcefully, but the box looked a little bulging.

"Did you bring the game cartridge?"

Worried that Xia Yan had forgotten anything, Duanmumo glanced at the box and asked.

"Don't worry, I remember everything." Xia Yan smiled proudly, hugged the carton and suitcase, and got into the car.

After casually placing the box on the car, Xia Yan's expression returned to calm and she sat on the other side.

Looking at this atmosphere, a look of helplessness flashed across Shen Wuyin's face.

She sighed and looked at Xia Yan: "Senior Xia Yan, this is my sister. Ling, her name is Xia Yan, and she is also the famous magical girl Yuhi."

"Hello." Shen Wuling looked at Xia Yan, smiled and nodded, then retracted her smile and returned to her usual expression.

"Hello. But let's forget about seniors and famous people." Xia Yan shook her head lightly and sat on the sofa playing with her handheld device.

After glancing at Xia Yan's handheld device, Shenwu Ling did not continue to speak and silently looked at the scenery outside the window.

Seeing this, Shen Wuyin showed a helpless smile, looked forward, and inadvertently looked at Duanmu Mo in the mirror.

——The same feeling arose in the hearts of both of them. It was a bit torture to want to spend several hours in this atmosphere.

Duanmumo didn't care, but he still turned on the radio in the car, and the sound from the radio suddenly sounded:

"Buzz...this is the morning forum. The latest battle video of the Shenwu Group's Striker II was released, and the weirdo was completely killed."

"The attackers are really getting stronger and stronger. The sense of security of our friends in Fengchuan City will gradually improve."

The discussion between several people just started. Compared with the news, the discussion between several people can better reflect the exchange of different opinions between each other, so many people like this discussion mode.

"In addition to Fengchuan City, it is said that the mayor of my place has also begun to communicate with Shenwu Group."

"Oh - we can be regarded as witnesses of history."

"It's a bit exaggerated...but the attackers of the Shenwu Group can indeed bring us new protection."

...Listening to people's conversations on the radio, Duanmumo drove the car onto the highway:

"Speaking of which, Yin, how did your father come up with the idea of ​​making the Raider?"

He suddenly asked behind him:

"In other words, how did he achieve such powerful mechanical armor?"

"Oh..." Being called suddenly, Shen Wuyin was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses: "To be honest, I don't know either."

"Don't you know either?"

"What I can tell is that he made preparations a year ago, and then for some unknown reason, he took the initiative to invite a scientist to his door."

"So fast?" Duanmumo said unexpectedly. This level of armor could be completed within a year, which is a bit outrageous based on the level of human technology.

"I don't know the specifics. Maybe my father has been doing research, but he just didn't tell me." Shen Wuyin shook his head:

"If Mr. Duanmu still wants more accurate information, I can ask my father."

"That's not necessary."

Duanmumo shook his head, looked ahead and continued driving.

ps:

Thanks to [Hopeless Nightmare] for the 100 reward

Volume One: Chapter 172: Breaking into Private Houses

...

"From today on, you will live here."

——After driving for a whole day, everyone finally returned to Fengchuan City and stopped at Shen Wuyin's mansion.

Facing such a mansion, Xia Yan was still unhappy. She turned her head and looked at the smiling Duanmu Mo, curling her lips secretly.

"Senior Xia Yan..." Shen Wuyin looked at Xia Yan and was about to say something when she was interrupted impatiently:

"I said, just call me Xia Yan."

"Okay...Xia Yan."

Shen Wuyin nodded, pushed his sister's wheelchair and said, "If you have anything you want, just tell me. You don't have to worry about Ling. It's enough for me to take care of her myself."

It is naturally impossible for Shen Wuyin to ask Xia Yan to be her sister's nanny. Medical problems can be handled by instruments. Shen Wuyin also understands the instruments produced by her family, so she doesn't need Xia Yan's help.

She just wants her sister's safety to be guaranteed, so she won't leave those difficult things to others.

Therefore, although Xia Yan was dissatisfied because she left Duanmu Mo, her treatment in life was much better than Duanmu Mo's.

"Well... I will." Xia Yan did not lose her temper, nodded lightly, and looked at the villa.

"Yu Zhi seems to live not far away, right? If you want to see her, you can always."

Duanmumo stood by the window looking in one direction and asked casually.

"Next time, it's getting late."

Xia Yan shook her head and dragged the box upstairs.

And Duanmumo also spread his hands and said:

"Then I won't disturb you anymore and I'm going back."

"Well, walk slowly, Mr. Duanmu."

Shen Wuyin smiled, nodded and watched him leave.

Xia Yan walked upstairs and stuck out her tongue at Duanmu Mo to express her dissatisfaction where Shen Wuyin and Ling couldn't see her.

Seeing this, Duanmumo just smiled, waved his hand, and left.

Seeing Duanmumo leave, Xia Yan withdrew her gaze and walked into her room.

... Duanmu Mo is walking on the road. The scenery here is beautiful. It may be regarded as the "rich area" of Fengchuan City.

However, combatants and weirdos don't care whether they are rich or not, so a lot of them were destroyed without discrimination. Of course, some houses survived.

Now it has been some time since the combatants were destroyed, and the damaged areas have also been cleaned up.

As a result, some areas were empty, with obvious traces of dust remaining on the ground.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, Duanmumo suddenly stopped and looked into the distance.

At the mansion there, a car parked in the parking lot next to it, and the two of them got out and entered the mansion.

"They are..."

By modifying people's vision, Duanmumo could easily see the appearance of the two people through the darkness from a distance. They were Yuzhi's parents.

"Are they back?"

He raised his head and looked at the house, and found that the windows on the second floor revealed soft light. Under the cover of the lights and curtains, Duanmumo saw a figure sitting in front of the window doing something unknown.

"......oh."

Touching his chin, Duanmu Mo smiled secretly and walked over there.

...

When he heard his parents coming home, Yuzhi did not go out to greet them, but looked at the homework in front of him and wrote hard.

Soon there was a knock on the door, and Yuzhi immediately put down his pen and went to open the door.

Her mother stood at the door, holding up the box in her hand and saying, "The collaborator brought some fruits. Eating some of these at night is good for your skin."

"Ah, thank you." Yuzhi took the box and nodded.

Naturally, her mother did not just give her fruits. She stood at the door and looked at her table and asked:

"How's your homework going?"

"It's almost done."

"Okay." Her mother responded and said calmly: "At noon, the partner brought his child with him. The child has just become an adult and has become his father's assistant. You must also work hard as our daughter. Sooner or later you will take over our company."

"I will..."

"That's it, go to bed early." After saying that, she glanced at Yuzhi's desk: "Also, the wind is strong at night, so remember to close the windows to avoid catching a cold."

"Oh...huh?"

As her mother closed the door, Yuzhi, who subconsciously nodded in agreement, came back to her senses and glanced behind her in confusion.

In front of the desk, the window opened for some reason, and the curtains blew inward.

"Eh?"

Yuzhi stepped forward in confusion, held the window handle and closed it.

She tilted her head and tried to recall her memory. She vaguely remembered that she closed the window after returning home and starting to do her homework. The window was still tightly closed just now.

But why it suddenly opened was really puzzling to her.

But she didn't think too much. After sitting on the chair, she planned to continue writing her homework.

——It was only then that she felt a sudden breathing sound other than her own coming from the room.

Suddenly his eyes widened, Yuzhi subconsciously looked at that place, but suddenly found a figure lying on his side on his bed, watching him quietly.

"Wow!"

A scream sounded, and immediately after, Yuzhi saw the other party's appearance clearly:

"Mr. Duan, Duanmu?!"

Expand expand——

Just as he was about to ask something, there was a knock on the door. Yuzhi froze in place, rubbed his eyes and looked at Duanmumo, then at the door.

After hesitating for a while, Yuzhi, who had not yet reacted, opened the door.

"What's wrong? You're shouting so loudly?"

Her father stood in the doorway, frowning as he looked into the room.

However, since the bed was on the other side, it was naturally impossible for him to see Duanmu Mo.

"This..." Yuzhi's peripheral vision glanced at Duanmumo, and after hesitating for a long time, he said stiffly:

"Yes... there is something..."

"What's there?"

"That..." Looking at the windbreaker that Duanmu Mo always wore, Yuzhi suddenly had an idea: "It's a bat. I accidentally saw a bat outside the window!"

"bat?"

Yuzhi’s father looked towards the window, which was already tightly closed: “Didn’t it fly in?”