He actually thought that although it was inconvenient for them to intervene in the investigation, there were other ways for them to prove their innocence. For example, he could ask Terry to perform a copying spell on the spot - although this kind of spell cannot be copied too complex or huge

It is more than enough to copy a bunch of paper materials. This can prove that even if they want to steal something, they will not be discovered at all, so the lost information must not be stolen by them.

This may be useful, but it will also make the Brittans more wary of them, and even make everyone feel in danger. After all, this spell is used for sneaking around, especially for stealing information. It is really convenient, in conjunction with their "elusiveness"

", it will hardly leave any traces, making it easier to be suspected and framed.

There were too many consequences, so he just thought about it.

"There's another way," Is said, "that we can prove that we don't need to steal the information at all because it has no value to us."

"How to prove it?" Bertram sat up a little straighter.

But Yis looked at the dwarf sitting on the other side.

"Just do what you did," he said, "in a different way."

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After hearing Bertram's suggestion, Morana on the other side of the communicator was silent for a long time.

"Do you think this plan is not feasible?" Bertram had no choice but to ask one more question, quickly thinking whether he had missed something.

"No, of course not!" Morana's tone was a little strange, but she did not refuse, "I will arrange it as soon as possible."

Her movements were indeed very fast. In the afternoon of the same day, they went to the research institute again, and were monitored more closely to begin their performance experiments.

or prove.

No matter what the purpose was, Mock really enjoyed it. He asked people to randomly select an alloy from the alloys previously introduced by the institute, and soon he used mostly the same and lower-cost materials to prepare a better numerical value.

New alloy, and then asked someone to report the numerical value of another alloy that has not yet been launched on the market. I selected the materials myself and created an alloy with almost the same numerical value but a very different material ratio.

There was deathly silence all around, except for the roar of the flames in the furnace, like some kind of low mocking sound.

The silence was not only due to shock, but also due to frustration. Could it be that the results that cost so many of them so much effort were so simple and unworthy of mentioning?

"What does this prove?" Za'tar's face turned red and he was still trying to struggle. "Does it prove how well you understand our research results?"

These people must have taken away their information to be able to do it so easily! Although the speed of researching it thoroughly is really terrifyingly fast

Mok's interest and competitive spirit were burning like a fire in a furnace. He straightened his beard and said with a smile: "Then you can freely report a set of values ​​or actual requirements, and I will see if I can make anything.

Something is coming.”

Zata hesitated. For a moment, he really wanted to report the value of an alloy that simply could not exist. But most of the people around here were professionals. Such deliberate embarrassment would only make him look despicable and ridiculous.

Finally, he reported a problem that they had never overcome, a metal that could completely isolate a certain kind of special energy and be light and strong enough.

This actually revealed some secrets. But Morana only glanced at him when he paused slightly and did not stop him.

This time Mock took longer. The sky was getting darker, but no one around him left, and no one realized that they missed dinner-except Nana.

After Xiaolong nestled in Yisi's arms and ate a bunch of snacks aggrievedly, Mok finally put down his tools. Zata, who had been waiting aside, rushed forward impatiently and took away the reddish piece of snacks.

Metal.

When he came back, people could already tell the result just by looking at his expression.

There was incredible surprise and incredible ecstasy on his face.

"This is impossible," he murmured, "This is impossible, did you use some magic?!"

For example, "all your wishes come true" and so on.

Mork put his hands on his hips and laughed.

"Same as last time," he said, "I can write the recipe to you although I guess you all took pictures. Anyway, I think I have cleared our suspicions, right?"

No one refutes, and no one can refute. This short alien visitor has proven in a way that they still find difficult to believe until now, that he and his companions do not need their information at all.

The technology of these mysterious outsiders - let's call it "technology", after all, they can't explain what it is yet - is far more advanced than the related technology in Brassia, or even the entire star field.

"Of course, this result belongs to you." Morana walked over and returned the remaining metal to Mock, "If you are willing, maybe we can discuss the price of purchasing this patent?"

The Utu family still has a shame. They can't shamelessly take away this precious and urgently needed result.

In fact, they got not just one alloy, they got three.

Plus the one from last time, there are four kinds.

It's been a long time since they've been able to come up with so many new things in a year.

Morana felt that if the matter spread, some people might think that everything was staged and directed by the Wutu family - they lost the information themselves just to deceive the other party's technology, and then framed it on the other party's head.

In this regard, human imagination is endless.

But at this moment, she couldn't care about the rumors that would happen in the future. She just wanted to try her best to seize the immediate benefits and seize this rare relationship with the Unicorn.

Mock did not refuse the transaction, but just handed over the decision-making power to Bertram. But it was too late that day, and Morana still needed to discuss with the family. They left the institute with many people watching in silence - that

There was also doubt and fear in their eyes, but at least it was a fear that was more beneficial to them.

Of course, there may be people who are stupid enough to actually try to use frame-up in exchange for benefits, and at that time, they will naturally teach the other party a real lesson.

"This time it's for your sake."

When he returned to the hotel, Mork told Bertram half-jokingly, "You must seize the opportunity, although that green-skinned friend Brittan does not seem to be a flower that can be plucked so easily."

"What opportunity?" Bertram seemed to hear something, but he didn't seem to understand it. "What kind of flowers are you picking?"

The confused look on his face didn't look fake. The dwarf looked at Tess silently, and Tess turned her face to the side silently.

She just said that casually! Well, it's her fault, she shouldn't have said this to a serious and serious dwarf!

The dwarf patted Bertram's shoulder with some embarrassment and walked away with unusually steady steps.

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The meeting is scheduled for two days later, and the current head of the Utu family will appear in person. The crew of the Unicorn finally gained complete freedom and can have fun in the entire Huawan City and even the entire Brasilia.

, and you don’t have to pay any fees.

After receiving this news, there was almost no one in the hotel early in the morning. Is watched Nana eat breakfast for at least three people, and then the girl who "accompanied" him appeared in a hurry.

"You're late." Is said with some dissatisfaction, and then looked behind her lightly.

Behind the girl was a tall young man - even taller than him.

Sunisup took a deep breath and introduced him: "This is Plutarch, my replacement."

Iss frowned, taking one look at her pretending to be calm face and eyes that seemed to be burning with fire, then taking a look at the young man behind her who looked nervous but nervous, and looked at Nana again.

Take a look.

No matter how you look at it, this girl is more pleasing to the eye.

"I don't want to change people midway." He said, "Didn't you say it won't affect your work anyway?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, then tried hard to straighten the corners of her lips that couldn't help but curl up.

"But," she said, "I am now the prime suspect—"

She paused and suppressed the grievance and anger that surged in her heart.

"I must cooperate with the investigation," she said, "as I promised."

Iss's brows furrowed even deeper, and he felt a little inexplicably guilty. He thought he had solved a problem for everyone, but he had caused another trouble for her, or for himself?

This is too much trouble!

"I won't change it," he said firmly.

"With all due respect," the despised young man couldn't help but say, "I'm afraid you don't have the right to choose."

Yis laughed lowly and raised his eyes casually: "Didn't I?"

There was a little golden light in his light blue eyes, as if the sunlight outside the window had fallen into them without any warmth, and a single glance could freeze a person's blood.

The words he wanted to say suddenly froze in his throat, and the man turned pale and lowered his eyes.

"You go out first." Sunisup suddenly said.

The man was surprised and angry, and subconsciously refused: "But"
Chapter completed!