Underground building, 349 floors.
Unlike most floors, even after nine o'clock in the evening, there are still sporadic street lights on the street. It is not completely dark, but it is rather dim, which will not affect the rest of the residents.
After Jiang Baimian entered the house at No. 12, Area C, he found that his parents had not returned, so he went to the study first, and used his father's computer and his account to browse the news big and small in recent months.
Except for the natural sect, there is nothing to be concerned about... There is no follow-up investigation of the "Rite of Life" sect... Is it based on confidentiality, no Internet access? Or, Lao Jiang's authority is not enough? Jiang Baimian turned the middle wheel of the mouse, and when he scrolled down the web page, he sensed three weak electrical signals approaching outside the door.
Three shares? Jiang Baimian stood up suspiciously and walked out of the study.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw her father Jiang Wenfeng and mother Xue Sumei.
In addition, there is a middle-aged man she is not familiar with.
The other party's hair is dark and thick, but slightly messy, and at first glance, it is not the kind that pays special attention to external appearance.
He wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and his temperament is very gentle.
"Dad, Mom." After saying hello, Jiang Baimian turned his attention to the stranger.
Jiang Wenfeng, whose black hair was mixed with some silver threads, understood what his daughter meant, and explained with a smile:
"My name is Uncle Mei."
"Hello Uncle Mei." In front of the elders, Jiang Baimian has always been well-behaved.
The middle-aged man surnamed Mei nodded with a smile:
"Is it Mianmian?"
I don't like being called by a nickname... Jiang Baimian tried his best to keep a smile and replied with an "um".
"He looks so good, it seems he has a D7 level, right?" The middle-aged man surnamed Mei turned his attention to Jiang Wenfeng and Xue Sumei while speaking, "If it weren't for my children, who were only ten years old, I really wanted your family to live. Mianmian as my daughter-in-law."
This kind of praise, Jiang Baimian has heard a lot, and is no longer embarrassed.
Xue Sumei was about to say a few polite words when the middle-aged man surnamed Mei suddenly burped for a long time, as if a lot of gas was rushing up in his stomach.
"Haha, old stomach, old stomach." He then explained with a wry smile.
After a few more greetings, the middle-aged man surnamed Mei waved goodbye to the three Jiang family and walked to the other end of Area C.
Jiang Baimian watched his back disappear into the corner, and asked curiously:
"Dad, why haven't I seen this Uncle Mei?"
"It's strange that you've seen him. He's M1 who has recently been promoted, and is the deputy director of the Hongmeng Research Institute." Jiang Wenfeng said as he walked into the living room.
M stands for management, and M1 is the lowest level, including deputy positions in major departments and heads of important research projects.
The deputy minister of the Ministry of Security, Xi Yu, and Jiang Baimian's father, Jiang Wenfeng, were among them.
"Oh, I just moved here." Jiang Baimian suddenly realized.
In order not to be nagged by Xue Sumei, she turned to ask:
"Where have you been and why did you come back?"
Jiang Wenfeng, who was over fifty years old, glanced at his little daughter:
"Not only do you have a bad ear, but your memory doesn't seem to be very good.
"Have you forgotten that today is Huang Lao's birthday? At this time of year, we will take you to his house as a guest."
Jiang Baimian was stunned for a moment, and said "Ouch":
"I'm in a daze."
Huang Lao, whose full name is Huang Renhui, is a member of the board of directors, chief scientist and M3-level management of Pangu Biology.
When Xue Sumei heard these words, she immediately stared at Jiang Baimian:
"Tell me about you, you are confused all day long, how can you be the leader of the investigation team for the destruction of the old world? Aren't you afraid of hurting those team members? It's better to change jobs and stay in the company. …”
Jiang Baimian heard the blood vessels in his forehead twitching slightly, looked at Jiang Wenfeng with help-seeking eyes, and whispered:
"dad… "
"Ah, what did you say, I didn't hear it?" Jiang Wenfeng raised his hand and touched his ear.
He imitated Jiang Baimian's usual performance and learned it vividly.
Jiang Baimian was both angry and funny, his thoughts turned sharply, and he asked:
"Did that Uncle Mei also visit Huang's hometown just now
"Where's his wife?"
She knew that this topic must be the type that her mother was interested in.
Xue Sumei really hit the mark and looked back out the window:
"I heard that he passed away a year ago. Really, I couldn't wait for Mei Shou'an to become M1..."
"What is Uncle Mei studying?" Jiang Baimian turned the topic to the direction where his father would chat about it.
Jiang Wenfeng sat on the reclining chair by the window and said with a smile:
"Actually, you still met him a few times when you were a child, but it's been too long, and you definitely don't remember.
"He was also engaged in plant science before, and then he somehow switched to studying the mysteries of the human body. He is also mainly responsible for this area at the Hongmeng Research Institute.
"You look through all kinds of reports, documents, news, and any items that start with a C number are more or less related to him."
"No wonder he knows my nickname..." Jiang Baimian suddenly realized.
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly froze.
She remembered one thing:
The experimental project that Shang Jianyao participated in as a volunteer is called "C-14"!
Studying the mysteries of the human body... "C-14"... Shang Jianyao has become an awakened person... Uncle Mei has recently been promoted to the management of M1... Jiang Baimian put this information together, showing a thoughtful expression.
"What are you thinking?" Jiang Wenfeng glanced at her and asked.
"Ah, what did you say?" Jiang Baimian habitually touched his cochlea.
Jiang Wenfeng repeated it angrily.
"I'm wondering if I've seen projects that start with C." Jiang Baimian answered half-truths.
Jiang Wenfeng sighed:
"Your ear, let's find some time to have a cochlear implant.
"If I'm really scared, I'll seek treatment from a psychiatrist first."
Xue Sumei followed up and babbled about it.
Jiang Baimian struggled with his parents with a strong smile. With his emotional intelligence and eloquence, he finally passed the test.
…
The next day, Jiang Baimian got up on time, washed and went out, and took the elevator to the 647th floor.
She didn't relax herself because of the vacation, and there was nothing to do at home anyway.
After changing into a well-fitting fighting suit and grabbing a fresh and clean towel, Jiang Baimian turned into the training room that the group often used.
As soon as she walked in, she saw Shang Jianyao practicing his handstand there.
handstand...
"What's the use of practicing this?" Jiang Baimian asked with a slightly complicated expression.
There are more and better ways to purely exercise balance.
Shang Jian Yao's legs fell, his waist and abdomen exerted force, and he stood up directly.
He said earnestly:
"I'm preparing for the day when I meet the same type of Awakened.
"When my hands can't move, I still have feet."
Although Jiang Baimian felt that this was indescribably strange, he had to admit that Shang Jianyao's logic was self-consistent.
She thoughtfully said:
"A better way would be to get some chip-assisted weapons.
"Like some of the modules of Genova."
Shang Jianyao's eyes lit up:
"Yeah! If I transform one hand into a machine, I'm not afraid that the movement of both hands will be missing."
Jiang Baimian intuitively thought that this topic would develop in a very dangerous direction, and hurriedly asked another thing:
"Didn't you say that you are about to break through the third island?"
She has confirmed that there are no surveillance cameras in the training room and no hidden bugs.
"It has already broken through." Shang Jianyao gave the answer in a tone of what he had for breakfast today.
"What's changed?" Jiang Baimian asked in surprise.
Shang Jianyao briefly described his experimental results, and finally said:
"The specific values have to wait for the arrival of tester Xiaohong to be finalized, but they should all be within the range I said."
"Why do you always bully Xiaohong?" Jiang Baimian burst out laughing, "Come on, I'll be a volunteer."
"There must be more than one." Shang Jianyao emphasized.
At this time, Long Yuehong, who had changed into training clothes, walked in and asked with a smile:
"What are you talking about so happy?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian turn their attention to him at the same time.
"You guys, what are you doing?" Long Yuehong took a step back in fright and almost bumped into Bai Chen who was about to enter the door.
After a while, the "Old Tune Group" team activity ended, Jiang Baimian nodded gently and said:
"It's still almost a fifty percent increase."
The exact range of "The Reasoning Clown" is nine meters.
"I don't know what Shang Jianyao's next island will look like..." Long Yuehong said to herself curiously.
Shang Jianyao thought about it seriously and said:
"I think it's the islands to be afraid of."
"Really confident!" Jiang Baimian laughed, "Come on, move your body and prepare for training!"
This does not include Bai Chen, the fracture of her shoulder has not fully healed, and the main purpose of training the room is to maintain her physical condition.
At the end of the training, Jiang Baimian remembered Uncle Mei he met last night, and looked sideways at Shang Jianyao:
"Do you remember who ran the 'C-14' project you were a part of
"Have you seen Mei Shou'an?"
Shang Jianyao recalled:
"I was in a bed, and a nurse wearing a mask injected me with anesthesia, then fell asleep and entered the 'hall of stars'.
"When I woke up, I was questioned and checked by different researchers, but I didn't know who Mei Shou'an was."
didn't you tell me sooner? Jiang Baimian immediately described Mei Shou'an's appearance.
At this time, both Long Yuehong and Bai Chen looked at Shang Jianyao, waiting for his answer.
They were quite interested in the research project that Shang Jianyao participated in.
Shang Jianyao quickly said in a firm tone:
"I just turned over my memory last night and there is no such person."
"Okay." Jiang Baimian stopped asking.
The four of them immediately separated and went to the small bathroom.
After washing themselves and changing their clothes, they first met in the corridor, and then returned to Room 14 together.
At the door, Jiang Baimian checked the mailbox and found a letter lying in it.
She took it out and saw that the recipient was Shang Jianyao.
"Yours." Jiang Baimian threw the letter to Shang Jianyao as he entered the room.
She didn't feel too strange about this, because the "Old Tune Group" was Shang Jianyao's "work unit", and it was normal to send letters here.
Shang Jian Yao quickly opened it, glanced at it, and said calmly:
"The 'C-14' project asked me to do a test, which is a follow-up observation within half a year."
Just half a year ago, he was on the surface, so as soon as he came back, the letter arrived.