Admiral, Your Wife Is Gone ABO - Chapter 32

Yes, there is. But I’d like to ask, Madam, do you suspect that your mental energy fluctuations are due to the medication you took earlier?

Mm-hmm.

Doctor Lin could tell Luo Le wanted to use the drug. After a moment’s thought, he said, Madam, perhaps I should examine you again? Right now, you only have suspicions, no evidence. This newly developed medication carries certain risks to the human body. It’s best not to use it blindly until we’re certain.

Luo Le’s gaze flickered. Is there a way to find out?

He had previously assumed it was impossible to determine.

I’ll try.

Alright, thank you for your trouble.

Madam, you’re too kind. This is my job, after all.

Afterward, Doctor Lin took Luo Le for further examinations.

These were just routine tests, and Luo Le couldn’t fathom how Doctor Lin intended to investigate.

Still, since he had sought Doctor Lin’s help, he had to trust him.

Luo Le had abandoned his instructor’s method and spent the past few days studying the damaged chip.

He reasoned that if Teacher Tang could create such a chip using his knowledge of mecha technology, it must be achievable. He simply hadn’t grasped the fundamentals yet.

Clutching Teacher Tang’s book and a stack of mecha-related texts, Luo Le immersed himself in the research lab.

What a pity Teacher Tang didn’t leave any documentation about this chip.

Two days later, Doctor Lin sent him the report.

The report confirmed that Luo Le had indeed ingested a substance similar to a mental energy-damaging drug in the past.

However, the specific criteria for this conclusion weren’t detailed in the report, and Luo Le couldn’t decipher the technical jargon.

So he decided to contact Doctor Lin directly, having exchanged contact information previously.

The call was answered quickly. Doctor Lin’s voice carried a hint of fatigue. What is it?

Luo Le stared at the report’s alarmingly red-flagged indicators. Are some of these readings abnormal?

Yes. The drug itself has long since left your system, but certain side effects manifest through specific indicators.

But I remember the pre-marital checkup being quite thorough. Why wasn’t this detected before?

Because… Madam, your marriage to the Admiral was arranged by your elders, so your mental energy wasn’t considered important. That’s why it wasn’t tested. Besides, your mental energy isn’t low… Plus, this indicator is correlated with other metrics and calculated based on them…

No wonder this result didn’t have a corresponding test item.

Can you estimate the approximate duration of medication use?

Roughly twelve or thirteen years ago, based on the index… The medication period would have been around one to two years.

One to two years.

If it really was Wang Yiyi, she was incredibly cunning, managing to drug him for so long without his knowledge.

Luo Le’s gaze swept sharply across the holographic screen, his hand unconsciously tightening around the discarded chip.

Noticing Luo Le’s expression, Doctor Lin unconsciously softened his tone. That medication… um, Madam, you can take it if needed. I can help you apply for it.

Luo Le took a deep breath, then forced a smile. Thank you, Doctor Lin.

Seeing the strained smile, Doctor Lin chuckled awkwardly. Alright, I’ll have someone deliver it to your residence later.

After ending the video call, Luo Le tossed the bl00d-stained chip into the trash can, then pulled out a tissue and gently wiped his hands.

If Wang Yiyi drugged him with illegal substances…

Where did she get the drugs? As far as he knew, Wang Yiyi came from an ordinary family. Her relatives wouldn’t have access to such things.

The most likely source would be her close-knit group of friends.

Luo Le curled up on the sofa, burying his face in his knees. How terrified must Wang Yiyi be that he might threaten Luo Zhining? She’d resort to both acting and drugging him.

He hadn’t considered it before, but now he might.

Feng Cheng should be in training right now.

After a moment’s thought, Luo Le sent Feng Cheng a message

Investigate whether Wang Yiyi was behind this. If so, find out where she got the drugs. Leave no stone unturned.

Feng Cheng had a small team. He’d once bragged about a lucrative case they’d taken on—helping a Fifth Planet tycoon track down his illegitimate son. They’d apparently made a fortune.

As Luo Le was about to exit the screen, a face suddenly popped up—Huo Lanjing.

On the other end, Huo Lanjing had just returned to the military base and discovered Luo Le’s withdrawal. Burning with anger, he immediately initiated a call.

Seeing Luo Le buried his face in his knees, his expression completely hidden, Huo Lanjing felt a strange tug in his heart.

What’s wrong?

Luo Le had guessed Huo Lanjing’s reason for calling the moment he saw him, but he didn’t want to argue right now.

He peeked out with his eyes. I’m just in a bad mood.

Luo Le’s voice was slightly raspy.

Huo Lanjing recognized this as Luo Le being unusually affectionate, even though he suspected it might be an act. Still, he couldn’t help but ask, Did someone bully you?

Luo Le lifted his head and saw a flicker of concern in Huo Lanjing’s usually cold eyes. He blurted out, Mhm…

Huo Lanjing noticed the corners of Luo Le’s eyes were slightly red, as if he had been crying.

This was the first time he had ever seen Luo Le like this.

Why didn’t you go to Huo Fei?

Luo Le’s eyelashes trembled slightly before he forced a smile. It’s nothing serious. I didn’t want to bother my sister. Are you heading back now?

He didn’t want Huo Lanjing to know about his childhood experiences it would only make Huo Lanjing pity him.

He only wanted Huo Lanjing to see him as he was now.

Huo Lanjing’s brow furrowed slightly. If it were truly nothing serious, why would Luo Le be acting like this?

But he couldn’t bring himself to ask directly.

Never mind, I’ll have Huo Fei keep an eye on things.

Huo Lanjing didn’t reply, so Luo Le began his explanation.

I’ve returned to the Empire.

Mm.

I’m not throwing a tantrum or anything.

Mm.

You know I failed my assessment…

Mm.

Huo Lanjing continued working on his documents, seemingly indifferent, but his tone betrayed his true feelings.

Under normal circumstances, Huo Lanjing would have hung up before Luo Le even started explaining.

I originally planned to wait for you to return and say goodbye, but my instructor said he needed my help with something, and I didn’t know when you’d be back, so I came back.

Huo Lanjing switched to a new document. Mm.

It’s not that I didn’t want to tell you, I just got busy and forgot.

Mm.

Luo Le ……

What’s with the mm? Did someone sew your mouth shut?

I need to make a chip in a bit. If you’re not busy, I’ll go get started.

This time, there was no mm from the other end. After Luo Le finished speaking, the line went silent.

Huo Lanjing was absorbed in his work, completely ignoring him.

Luo Le couldn’t hang up, but he couldn’t stay on the line either.

After a long pause, unable to bear the awkward silence any longer, he whispered, Then… I’ll go?

Huo Lanjing finally moved, capping his pen. Failed your assessment?

Mm.

What assessment?

Luo Le froze, racking his brain for an answer. The Mecha class didn’t have physical assessments.

And Huo Lanjing knew he was decent at piloting.

What kind of lame excuse did I give him before?

Uh… it was just some Mecha assessments and stuff.

Huo Lanjing leaned back, staring at him without replying.

Luo Le had no choice but to continue fabricating a story. I wasn’t paying attention and messed up the serial numbers or something… so I failed.

Huo Lanjing’s gaze turned icy. Are you sure about that?

Suddenly, several documents appeared on the screen, the bold characters Military Withdrawal Application glaring from the top.

Luo Le …

He hadn’t expected Huo Lanjing to actually dig this up.

Resigned to his fate, Luo Le abruptly changed his attitude. You already know everything, so why are you even asking?

Huo Lanjing watched the man who had suddenly turned the tables, tapping his fingers. Luo Le.

What?

Huo Lanjing tapped the table with his pen. This is the military, not a game of make-believe. You can’t just come and go as you please.

I…

Luo Le paused. He hadn’t thought of it that way.

He simply wanted to shed the title of Madam of the General and earn his place through his own merits. He wanted to support Huo Lanjing, to stand by his side as an ordinary soldier.

But he couldn’t say any of that.

I understand, Luo Le said, lowering his head and adopting an unusually docile demeanor. Huo Lanjing found this display even more irritating.

Deciding to cut his losses, Huo Lanjing abruptly ended the call.

Hearing the dial tone, Luo Le exhaled deeply.

He knew he had angered Huo Lanjing again, but he couldn’t defend himself.

This time, when he rejoined the First Legion, no one would know he was the Admiral’s wife, and no one would gossip about it.

He decided he shouldn’t meet Huo Lanjing after all a distant glance would suffice.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Luo Le rose to open it, finding the intern standing outside.

Is there something you need?

Oh, Senior Brother, the instructor asked me to call you to his office. It seems to be about the mecha.

A sudden thought struck Luo Le. He straightened his clothes, thanked the intern, and hurried toward the instructor’s office.

Instructor, you called for me?

The instructor looked up at Luo Le, opened a drawer, and pulled out a sheet of paper. Your mecha has been plated. Go take a look.

It was indeed about the mecha.

Luo Le smiled as he accepted the paper. Thank you, Instructor.

I didn’t do much. By the way, how’s your research on the chip coming along?

I haven’t made any progress yet. Why? Is there something you need me to do?

Well, I’ll be attending an academic conference in a few days. It’ll last a month, so you might need to handle some of the finishing touches on my projects.

Luo Le nodded and reached for the documents. Understood.

Alright, that’s all. Go check on that mecha you’ve been so eager to see.

Luo Le smiled faintly. Okay.

He took the application form to the school’s exhibition hall, showed it to the staff, and was led to a small room.

Inside, two black cloths hung suspended.

Luo Le walked over and pressed a button. Moments later, the cloths retracted, revealing two massive rectangular glass display cases.

Within stood two imposing Mecha, one black and one white, each bearing a unique logo on its left chest.

Please wait here while I process the paperwork. Once that’s done, you can take the Mecha.

Alright.

Luo Le slid his hand across the glass, gazing at the pitch-black cockpits of the two Mecha. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

These Mecha, from their chips to their components, had been meticulously assembled by him, piece by piece.

Like his own children, they were the culmination of years of his painstaking effort.

One was his, the other Huo Lanjing’s.

But he knew his skills hadn’t yet reached their peak, falling short of Lone Wolf’s mastery. These Mecha were likely destined to remain undelivered.

Moreover, his mental energy was still fluctuating, and he hadn’t fully deciphered the chip’s intricacies. He couldn’t pilot them in their current state.

Sighing, Luo Le thought, It doesn’t matter. I’ll just leave them here for now.