"What were you moving just now?"

"Uh, a few express packages."

Bize is not good at covering up anything.

At least for Omer, he only needed to recall the route of the moving sound he heard before, and then looked at the subtle changes in the other person's expression within a few seconds, and he sighed: "A courier that is more sensitive than the robot outside?"

"Why do you ask that? Zhuohua is not sensitive. She is just a domestic maid robot."

"Will there be a design deviation in the standing posture of a domestic maid robot? Her condition is not suitable for walking."

"..."

"Although I heard that today's bionic people can restore such physiological details, it is quite surprising that it can be verified. Have you used magic to assist you in combat?"

"Okay, okay!!!" Bize raised his voice an octave to interrupt the topic, "Don't you have something to do with me!!"

"Master?" the maid outside the living room heard the voice.

"It's okay! You continue sweeping... you go and rest on the sofa! Stop sweeping the floor, this is an order!"

"yes."

When Bize turned around, he saw his brother raising his hand and twisting his mouth, completely stunned and said: "Laugh if you want to!"

"What's so funny? You have to praise me, Assassin, Big Brother." Omer had a templated smile on his face.

"You are just laughing in your heart!"

"This is overthinking my brother. It's time to celebrate that Mr. Bi finally got out of the food delivery life. By the way, isn't the bed big enough?" He said, glancing at the bed.

Apart from anything else, some of the risqué pillows above are really no longer available.

This is indeed a criterion that needs to be focused on.

Bi Ze had already impulsively reached out to have some brotherly communication, but he had forgotten the gap between the brothers.

"Where are the four girls in your family and are you still making fun of me?"

"That's not enough to make a joke." Omo easily put away Bize's frustrated hand and suppressed his smile slightly. "At the age of sixteen or seventeen, I don't look forward to the day when I will be kidnapped by Beatrix."

."

Or maybe they were attacked by the student union first, and then Rudolf would be the leader, and his deputies would be Shirahito and Qianming.

The relationship between a trainer and an underage horse girl has always been a scandal, and there are dozens of cases in Tereson every year that have to be dealt with by the student union.

In contrast, no one from the central government has set an 'example'.

"Beatrix?" Bize frowned, tried hard to think about it, and then asked in surprise, "Shihuaiya?"

He really didn't remember the full name of Cerebellar Ax. Even though he had traveled with it during the monster exhibition, he still had to think carefully before he could figure it out.

"Of course, you should also pay attention. Meeting a police officer friend means that you have to pay more attention to obeying the law." Omo raised his hand and pointed his index finger to the door, "For example, the Law on the Protection of Bionic Persons."

"I won't abuse Zhuo Hua!"

"It's not hard to believe, so let's get back to the point?" Omer said, taking a few steps and sitting directly on the bed, "Do you know anything about the desert hero, the horse racing girl, or the horse racing horse?"

"Desert Hero?" Upon hearing the other party asking this, Bize also pulled his chair and sat down, his expression relaxed a lot, he raised his index finger and looked at his head gently, "Let me think about it...horse racing is the big daddy again.

…Oh, the seed of Sunday tranquility.”

"...which number is it?"

"I haven't counted them." Bize lowered the angle of his chair and continued to think while lying down, "At least forty or fifty? Just for G1 horses."

"It's really v5." Omo praised unhappily and flicked the light screen in mid-air.

The impression I have of her sister in the cafe is becoming more and more strange.

"Right, but that's not what you want to ask?"

"I would like to ask about the desert hero's horse racing performance. For example, does he have any old enemies? Or well-known opponents." Omo said, taking off the fire dragon model in front of the bedside table and looking at it.

Bize didn't care either. The good brother was not a naughty kid, not to mention that he had also been to Omer's room to appreciate his model collection, but at that time Omer's room was still at home in the community.

"Old enemy? No, right? I do know my opponent. One is called Ji Zhao, and he's also a symbolist. You should know that."

"I know that Ma Niang, the symbol of the family, was born in Anmei District. Although she was born in that place, her behavior is very ancient oriental style."

And like Rudolph Symbol and Sirius Symbol, he has a tough and valiant style that is not inferior to that of men. At one time, the horse girls who were nicknamed Symbol Family in the trainer circle were all handsome guys.

"But she is living a normal life," said Omer.

"Of course she is living a normal life. She hasn't waited for the trainer yet!" Bize was a little confused, "What's wrong? Something happened to the Desert Hero?"

"No, but something may have happened to the horse girl related to Desert Hero," Omer said, looking at the newly replaced Thunder Wolf Dragon model, "I want to use the elimination method to confirm the horse horse related to Desert Hero, regardless of

It doesn’t matter if it’s OP or G3, G2, or G1. I’ve run against her, especially if I’ve beaten her..."

Recalling what Miss Desert Hero said about ‘not being able to live without each other’ and ‘wanting to compete again’, Omer judged that this kind of emotional competition between rivals made her feel like she wanted revenge.

"Can you make a list?"

"Do you need to go to such trouble? You have no other relevant clues?" Bize stood up and looked at him, and also looked at the model he was playing with.

Then he lay back down again. He had no energy at all.

"That's true, let me think about it..." Putting the model in his hand back, Omo stood up, picked up something and sat back by the window, looking at it and thinking, "The other party's way of speaking is similar to Bourbon, and he is particularly partial to a certain person.

The field, I think it should be astronomy, which directly defines me as an observer and a very keen observer. If there are other things-" "Astronomy? This is easy to guess!"

"who?"

"New universe!" Bize stood up again. The mention of the horse made him feel a little more energetic, and he looked at Omer.

I also saw the trophy held by Omer.

So he became more energetic.

"ah---!!!"

His cry could probably overwhelm a prairie dog.

I wish my friends who are still taking the college entrance examination good luck in the college entrance examination.
Chapter completed!