great-warnovel Chapter 206 On the Way Home from get off work
Chapter 206 On the Way Home from get off work
Although 97 was on the inquiry form, the two officials did not necessarily discuss it in the office.
Vector had told her privately that she could come anytime she was free.
When the private message from 97 came today, Yin Vector had just finished get off work.
Those in 1997 and others were outside the judicial center.
As darkness fell, rows of low-lights illuminated the vicinity of Crystal City.
She had already found Knockout and removed the uniform modified armor of the Decepticon flying units, replacing it with her original color scheme.
The main body is blackish-gray, with only a few stripes tinged with light blue.
Her vehicle form is still a jet, but the body lines are much more rounded.
When she saw the vector appear, her optical lens lit up.
The two machines naturally walked side by side along the main road of the judicial center towards the vector mansion.
There are several newly opened shops along the roadside, and their business is getting better every day.
The nights in Crystal City are quieter and more peaceful than in Caron.
Jiuqi walked beside her, twirling his fingers and considering how to start the conversation.
Since the vector has been observed, let's begin:
"You're not happy with the Decepticons, are you?"
The pace of '97 was a little slower.
"Sometimes you can learn something there, but I don't like it."
She looked at the streetlights ahead.
"I especially dislike how they changed me to look like that."
The seawater of Aquitron, low-frequency interference, and that silver mask that once covered everything about her.
Back then, 97 was mixed in with the chaotic courtroom, but the vector still recognized him.
Nine-Seven said softly, "Back in Aquitron, you recognized me at a glance."
The vector expert replied matter-of-factly, "Of course I recognize it."
1997 paused for a moment:
"I was so happy then."
Her voice grew softer and softer:
"At that time, I felt like I could hardly see myself anymore. But when you called out to me, I suddenly felt like I wasn't completely covered up after all."
Jiuqi smiled.
"I'm glad I was able to do those things, especially tearing off that mask, even though it hurt."
The vector nodded, a hint of a smile in its tone.
"You did that yourself."
They continued walking.
Several people were passing by on their way home from work. When they saw the vector in the distance, some of them instinctively stood up straight, while others' eyes lit up as if they wanted to sign it, only to be pulled away by their companions.
The vector is ignored.
Nine-Seven couldn't help but laugh, clearly much more relaxed than when he was with the Decepticons.
After walking for a while, she finally said:
"I have already submitted my resignation request to the Decepticons."
The vector stops.
"When?"
"Before I came to find you."
"So, you just submitted it and then disappeared?"
97 nodded vigorously:
"Just in case Megatron has another episode."
The vector remained silent, unable to refute this logic for a moment.
After all, Megatron does have some historical credibility issues in this regard.
Seeing her expression, Jiuqi whispered, "He might change, but I just don't want to stay there any longer."
Jiuqi's courage and ability were clearly forced into a position that was not suitable for her.
"Then come to the judicial center," said Yin Xiang. "The position may not be confirmed immediately, but we'll reserve a spot for you."
Jiuqi didn't answer immediately; she had already anticipated that the vector would say something like that.
But what you actually hear is different.
Her fingers carefully touched the back of Yin Xiang's hand, and Yin Xiang took her hand in his.
"I'm very happy."
The more she spoke, the clearer it became, as if she had finally broken free from the Decepticons:
"I'm so happy!"
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They continued walking hand in hand, strolling slowly on their way home from get off work, chatting about where they lived, about the future, and about the freedom they had just regained from war and silence.
After walking for a while, Jiuqi seemed to relax as if he had finally said the most important thing.
"I've made up my mind!"
"Um?"
"I want to be a Knight of Justice!"
He tilted his head to look at her.
"I want to do something that can protect order!"
She seemed a little embarrassed as she said this:
"Of course, I know I still have to train."
Vector smiled and said, "Okay."
Jiuqi was taken aback: "So fast?"
"You think I'm going to make you write a 30,000-word application?"
After a moment's serious thought, Jiuqi said, "The judicial center does seem like it would make demands."
Vector reference: ...Okay, well-reasoned and hard to refute.
She cleared the speaker:
"The formal process definitely needs to be followed. Testing, training, and review are all necessary. But if you want to join the Law Balance Knights, I support you."
The wings of the Type 97 began to wobble.
The vector continues:
"Most of the Law Knights are currently using ground vehicles, with few using air vehicles. Your presence would fill that gap, and you could also help train their flying units later."
Jiuqi's eyes lit up immediately: "Then I'll practice hard!"
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They later talked about the recent traffic in Crystal City, the training grounds of the Knights of Justice, and the food at the judicial center.
The question raised in 1997 was whether the judicial central government has fixed days off.
The vector indicator thought about it carefully:
"Theoretically, yes, but we're currently undergoing reconstruction, so there's a lot of overtime, but we'll pay overtime."
Jiuqi was relieved; she had no objection to taking the money.
But she smiled and brought up the work on the vector:
"I'll make sure you get some rest after I get there!"
Vector felt she was being controlled by all sorts of people lately, all revolving around her rest issue, but she still said:
"I'll listen to you."
Ninety-seven shook its engine wings with satisfaction.
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As they reached the mansion's entrance, Vector's private communications jumped.
Optimus Prime: [Are you available now?]
Before the vector could reply, he looked up and saw Optimus Prime standing at the door.
The large machine stood quietly under the streetlights, its posture gentle, softened by the night.
Pointer vector: "..."
Jiuqi was also stunned, and subconsciously loosened his grip on the vector.
"Then I'll go first..."
He held her hand tightly, not letting go: "Don't go yet."
Jiuqi was stunned for a moment.
Yin Xiang looked at her and said, "We still have things to discuss."
Jiuqi quieted down, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and silently wrapped her fingers tightly around her fingertips.
Optimus Prime's gaze fell on the two machines' clasped hands, then quickly looked away.
The vector looked at him: "You also have urgent business?"
Optimus Prime sensed the subtle resentment in the word "also".
He didn't explain much, only saying gently, "I suppose so."
The vector almost grimaced; she had recently developed a conditioned reflex to the leaders' "emergency matters" and even considered adding the word to the residence's access control list as a high-risk keyword.
Finally, she opened the door: "Come in."
Optimus Prime nodded slightly: "Excuse me."
"Wait a moment," said Vector. "Nine-Seven and I have other things to do."
"Okay." Optimus Prime had no objection.
He followed him into the house and stood quietly on one side of the living room without urging him on.
There were more signs of life in the house than a few days ago.
On the desk in the study were files that hadn't been organized yet, and the guest room system had been cleaned up again.
Optimus Prime's gaze swept across the corridor unintentionally, then paused for a moment.
A temporary access sign has been added next to the door of one of the rooms.
[Reserved Permissions: Megatron]
Optimus Prime glanced at it, then quickly looked away.
After a moment, he couldn't resist taking another look.
He pretended he wasn't looking.
Nine-Seven saw it, but pretended not to see the door and Optimus Prime's actions.
The vector was not visible at all.
Her current focus is on 1997:
"Do you still live in Qingqiu City?"
Jiuqi nodded, regaining his senses.
"The Decepticons are still quite influential over there. Since you've submitted your application to leave, it's not appropriate for you to continue living there."
"I've been looking for a place to live lately," Jiuqi said, looking somewhat troubled.
"What about Crystal City?"
Jiuqi was clearly tempted, but quickly calmed down.
"I've thought about it."
She was a little embarrassed, and her fingers were intertwined.
"But rents in Crystal City are rising very fast. The judicial center is here, and the post-war governance is stable, so many companies want to move here. My salary... I need to do some serious calculations."
The vector glanced at his ridiculously large new house and asked without much hesitation:
"Then you won't be staying here with me?"
The entire machine stopped working in 1997.
Even Optimus Prime, who was pretending not to look into Megatron's room, glanced at the optical lens.
The vector sincerely says:
"There are plenty of rooms; you can easily stay in one."
Jiuqi hesitated, wanting to say something but ultimately shaking her head after thinking about it for a long time.
"Not really suitable."
"I used to be a Decepticon, and you're the Chief Justice now. If I were to live directly in your house, it might affect you."
She spoke slowly and softly:
"Besides, you have a lot of things to take care of, and I don't want to cause you any trouble."
Vector frowned: "It won't be troublesome."
97 laughed again:
"I knew you'd say that! That's why... I can't take this for granted."
Now the vector that wanted to persuade him shut his mouth.
"I can live near you, rent an apartment. That way I'll be close to you but won't bother you too much."
After a moment of thought, Yin Vector nodded; as long as Jiuqi was by her side, that was fine.
"Alright."
She looked down and opened her terminal; BICk0 sent a message almost immediately.
[Listings have been filtered based on current income, commute distance, and safety level.]
Vector: ... She suspects that BICk0 has been listening all along and has become, in some way, the "soundwave" of the judicial center.
But she did give her a lot of authority, and BICk0 could almost be considered the second backer of the judicial center.
BICk0 quickly sent several apartments, and Vector immediately took a liking to the first one:
[First option: A 7-minute walk from your residence, rent within a reasonable range (around 97%), and good security in the surrounding area.]
The vector is immediately projected out to ask 97.
Jiuqi kept nodding as he looked at the apartment information, like a chick pecking at rice.
"This one, this one."
Within twenty minutes, the vector control system was contacted to verify the property rights and lease status, and BICk0 was asked to retrieve the pre-approval contract.
Watching the process unfold as if it were on fast-forward, Jiuqi's expression shifted from moved to bewildered, and then to a slight urge to laugh.
"Has the efficiency of the judicial center always been like this?"
While confirming the contract terms, Yin Vector said, "Let's see who's pushing it."
Optimus Prime watched them quietly from the side. This simple and practical operation, which only involved rent, commuting, and a bunch of tedious tasks, was also part of the reconstruction.
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A few minutes later, 97's rental application was completed.
The vector then added her to the list of candidates for the Knight of Justice.
"We'll move on to the training roster after the official testing; let's take it slow."
Jiuqi pursed her lips as she looked at the list, feeling a pang of sadness, almost like she was about to cry when she tore off the mask. But she held back and solemnly said:
I will try my best.
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After the matter was resolved, the room was quiet for a while.
Nine-Seven glanced at Optimus Prime, who was still waiting beside him, and knew it was time for him to leave.
But as she reached the door, she turned back and asked hesitantly:
"Can I hug you?"
Without hesitation, the vector replied, "Of course!"
Ninety-seven reached out and hugged the vector.
I was a little cautious at first, then I gradually tightened it.
Yin Xiang also hugged her, gently swaying her back and forth like a mother would when she was a child, which made Jiuqi laugh out loud.
She gently pressed her forehead armor against the shoulder of the vector, and closed her optical glasses.
Yin Xiang patted her on the back: "I'll hug you more often in the future."
Jiuqi's laughter trembled slightly, as if from a nasal tone: "Then I'll hug you more."
They hugged each other for a while before letting go.
When 1997 left, it was as if he had been freed from some heavy burden.
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The room became quiet again.
Yin Xiang stood by the door, watching the direction she left in, and only turned around after a few seconds.
Only then did Optimus Prime whisper, "She trusts you."
Yin Xiang smiled gently: "I trust her too."
Optimus Prime's gaze lingered on her for a moment before he brought up the important matter:
"I do have something to talk to you about."
The vector looked at him: "Speak."