Dr. Harden's face was so wrinkled that he could hide his expression, and any part of his body was slow, so he looked calm most of the time, but Lin Jingheng still caught the fear from his face.
Dr. Harden's life has been a lifetime of witnessing the change of human nature. All ideals have rotted and deteriorated, all friends have gone against the grain, and all warmth has ulterior motives. Even if the eighth galaxy that recovered after the war seems to be reborn, he also Never trust these scheming professional liars.
Lin Jingheng pretended not to have seen it, and said in a very objective tone: "When Prince Gloria returned to the eighth galaxy, he brought a group of radical anti-Ukrainian gangs to conduct human experiments on the satellite Emma III of the Morning Star, and he was kidnapped. The experimental products include the former chief of the Eighth Galaxy and his government officials. These people fled to the Galaxy City base and happened to be met by us. We didn't know that the rainbow virus they were infected with was a more pathogenic variant. In the case of no protection, I had physical contact with the patient, and also had close conversations. After that, I was infected with the variant rainbow virus, but he did not."
Dr. Harden was taken aback, hesitated, and asked, "Did you record this incident at the time? Virus sampling, cases, etc."
"Yes, in addition to this, the antibodies of the mutant rainbow virus were taken out by us together at the anti-Ukrainian Association's nest, and the entire process recorded by the military recorder on the mecha can also be shown to you."
Harden pondered silently - empty brain disease is more resistant to rainbow virus than ordinary people. This statement should be based on the experimental data of the radical anti-Ukraine Association, but the data also said that it is only stronger, like a youth experiment It is also a little stronger than the middle-aged and elderly experimental products.
Lin Jingheng and the other professional soldiers in the Silver Fortress have used various antibodies. Compared with ordinary people, their immunity is almost not like a species. Under the same conditions, it is almost impossible for him to be infected with the virus and the other person does not have it. of.
But then again, maybe Lin Jingheng made it up to deceive him, anyway, the eighth galaxy is his territory, no matter how he made it up, people would continue to lie.
Dr. Harden was apprehensive, glanced at Lin Jingheng out of the corner of his eyes, and said very conservatively: "It's been too long, I have achieved certain results about Nuwa's plan and human evolution, but such a huge amount of data has been destroyed, and I'm not used to it. It is impossible to use all the aids to aid memory in the brain.”
Lin Jingheng: "If it's true, will the chip damage him much less than the average person?"
"That depends on what kind of chip the chip is," Dr. Harden replied cautiously. "Theoretically, in a state of beauty, if he can evolve safely, it won't hurt."
The corners of Lin Jingheng's tensed mouth relaxed a little, because Zhan Lu said that when Lu Bixing took his own experimental biochip in his early years, he took it out, put it back, put it back and took it out again, and tossed it back and forth many times. of.
But before he could relax, Dr. Harden said, "You said you've seen a synthetic 'Birdman', is that true, or did you lie to me?"
Lin Jingheng: "No."
Dr. Harden asked, "Then how was the birdman, and what happened next?"
A cloud flashed across Lin Jingheng's eyes.
This birdman did not live well, and he struggled in ups and downs all his life. He had a human soul in good shape, but he never got the dignity he deserved as a human being, not even a day. Later he died, and until his death, he did not have a serious name other than "Birdman".
"I think you see what I mean," said Dr. Harden. "This secret should be buried in a black hole if his fate is not to be a combination of me and that birdman."
Lin Jingheng's fingers tightened suddenly, and the two sat in silence for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, the smart door of the apartment automatically prompted that there were two guests on this floor, and Thomas Young and White could be seen from the surveillance.
Dr. Harden said almost inaudibly, "You can't test humanity, General."
Lin Jingheng gave him a deep look: "Then did you realize that you who say this will not have any freedom in the future even in the eighth galaxy?"
Dr. Harden smiled and said, "Free souls are scarcer than natural habitable planets. Everyone is in prison, but some people have larger cells, some have smaller cells, some people are in prison and sit heartlessly, and some people wake up. , it's just a little bit painful. Other than that, there's no difference in quality. Anyway, I've never been free in my life. No matter what you do, General Lin, you won't abuse me, an old man whose loess is dying?"
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Lin Jingheng didn't answer. After a while, he said almost politely: "I asked them to arrange a place for you near my house. If you have any inconvenience in life, you can ask Zhan Lu to take care of it at any time."
Dr. Harden looked at him. The brothers and sisters of the Lin family grew up in Wotto. In fact, they were very good at talking. However, they were only willing to lower their posture and talk well when they asked for something. Fortunately, compared to Lin Jingshu's kind The creepy coldness and moodiness, Lin Jingheng's bastard seems to be a little more magnanimous.
The old doctor said to him half-sarcastically, "Yo, do I still have this honor? That's what General Lao bothered."
Lin Jingheng didn't know him in the same way: "Then are you free today? You can visit my house at night and meet him once to get acquainted."
Thomas Young took White to find old Harden's residence, and just heard this sentence.
"Our general is also there," Thomas Yang happily knocked on the door, turning back and muttering to White, "Who can I meet at his house, Zhan Lu?"
With an embarrassed and polite smile on his face, White replied, "Maybe it's the 'Engineer 001'?"
Thomas Young felt that this title sounded like the number of an artificial intelligence, but it unexpectedly matched the solitary temperament of their boss. After all, he was a pervert who didn't know how to set a cute artificial intelligence, so he said, "I have known him for so many years. , the general did not take us to his house, and it is not approachable at all, but I am not very interested in the concentration camp of Votto, this time I will take a good tour."
wotto.
The twilight was all around, and in the well-preserved forest, the fairyland-like lights began to light up in pieces.
The doctors hurried in and out of the Marshal's Mansion, chatting with each other in a low voice from time to time, Wang Ailun walked over to them and greeted them politely: "Good evening."
"Good evening, Secretary."
"How is the old marshal today?"
Since five years ago, Woolf has stopped using the mechanical medical cabin. He has a professional medical care team that only serves him and has only one goal every day - to make him look good in front of everyone, Do not show tiredness and oldness.
"Not bad, the climate in the mountains is very suitable for the elderly," said a doctor, "but he is three hundred and twenty years old after all, and now there are several signs, we suspect that he has the harbinger of Pop, Secretary, you see , do you need to communicate with the old marshal, and try to participate in interstellar travel as little as possible in the future, and take less transportation such as mecha cars?"
Pop collapse, if it is only a precursor, there may be some hope, once it starts, it is already on the blacklist of death.
Wang Ailun nodded thoughtfully, sent the doctors away, and hurriedly walked towards the back mountain.
This is a mountainous area, far away from the place where the crowd gathers. After crossing a mountain, behind it is the Ulan Military Academy. Because the mansion was built early, there is a place halfway up the mountain that belongs to him. It was not affected by Wotto's serious height restriction policy later. This was Woolf's home before the fall of Wotto, and it was refurbished after returning to the old place. The vegetation was trimmed in an artistic sense, showing a sense of tame neatness.
Wang Ailun got off the climbing elevator, and sure enough, he found Woolf in the small pavilion in the middle of the mountain.
"It used to be Lu Xin's house." Woolf heard footsteps, didn't look back, stretched out his hand - about a dozen kilometers away, is a remote valley, the valley has good scenery and beautiful terrain, and the Union Parliament Building is built there, too. This is a crowded residential area. From the middle of the mountain, you can see the shadowy buildings. He said to Wang Ailun, "I remember that their garden was always going in and out, like a dog's gnawing. Xiaowei's house is farther away, not there. In the valley, it looked more organized, and it was empty for many years. Later, the place was divided into two halves and given to the two children. However, the two of the Lin family, one in the management committee and the other in the silver fortress, did not return. Family."
Wang Ailun followed Woolf's gaze and said, "Marshal, you remember correctly, General Lin Wei is relatively stable and does things well, so their home is in the valley, not far from the parliament building, and General Lu is the one who moved farther. far away."
Woolf was stunned for a moment, a little confused on his face: "Really? I'm so confused?"
"Marshal," Wang Ailun put a chip on the stone table by Woolf's hand, "this is all the information about Mrs. Lu's escape from the Eighth Galaxy after General Lu Xin's death, including the images on the military recorder of the chasing troops."
Woolf gave a "uh", but his eyes didn't leave the distance: "Blind-eyed, slow-moving, tell me."
"Yes, first of all, we have demonstrated this matter back then. The possibility of Mrs. Lu's survival is very low, but it is not impossible," Wang Ailun bent over and said in his ear, "she or her body was later taken by a The person who was kidnapped by a secret person and who can kidnap people under the eyes of the pursuers must be a local snake in the eighth galaxy. This person is well-informed and bold. He has certain armed forces and forces in his hands, and he is a hardcore Lu Xin. We have assessed that he is suspected There are not many people, this 'One-Eyed Eagle' is one, the mecha he is using is photographed on the military recorder, although it is disguised, the speed, deflection angle, and one check will tell."
Woolf asked, "Isn't it checked later? Why?"
Wang Ailun paused and bent his waist lower: "You were furious with the management committee at the time, and asked them that everyone was dead, and Zhan Lu also brought them back. Are they going to kill them all, marshal, don't you remember?"
Woolf's brows moved, and he was silent for a while: "Yeah, it's been too long, it's the same as in the previous life, is there anything else?"
"In addition, Lin Jingheng went to the Eighth Galaxy in the early years in the name of chasing down interstellar pirates. I checked his itinerary, and when the return journey passed near the Gloria Star, there was a vacancy for a period of time, and the commander left the team in a non-emergency situation. It's normal, it's possible to have guests and entertainment, but you know him, it's really unusual with him."
"You mean he went to see the arms dealer."
"Perhaps, I think he may have known the existence of this child long ago. After he escaped from the Heart of the Rose, he stayed in the Eighth Galaxy for five years. What is there to miss in the Eighth Galaxy? And I also noticed , The genetic test report that the General Manager Lu sent to General Duke at the time was testing brain genes, which is not common. Marshal, it is not a technical problem. DNA technology is a product of the ancient earth era. The level limit is to use some surface cells that can be easily separated from the human body. This habit has been used to this day, why did he choose the brain?"
Woolf turned his head slowly.
Wang Ailun said: "The internal data of the Anti-Ukrainian Society records that they once restarted the Nuwa project in the eighth galaxy, and the time was just at that time. Finally, Marshal, I still remember that we extracted the eighth plan from Hope's personal terminal. The information about the galaxy, apart from that Saturday, there is also a very interesting information. This Director Lu, Lu Bixing, has been exposed to the highly pathogenic variant rainbow virus for several hours, and there is no sign of infection. What do you think? "
Lu Bixing, who was talked about by distant conspirators, sneezed on the near-ground mecha.
Before dawn, he was taken to the Galaxy City command center for a meeting, and it took him a whole day to deal with these people in the evening. There are a bunch of workaholics in the Galaxy City Command Center who have no home and no job.
Today, however, Director Lu didn't want to join them. When dealing with urgent matters, he tried to slip away several times by taking the opportunity to go out to pour coffee, but was blocked by the people who lined up at the door to find him.
For the first time, Lu Bixing felt like a popular sub-boss in the game, being swiped back and forth in a group.
Finally, after it got dark, Lu Bixing finally found a chance to slip through the back door. He punched the card and locked the door in one go. Unexpectedly, when he saw the private mecha car parking lot, the person in charge of the overall planning department was already waiting there. Lu Bixing turned around and walked away. Going, like a thief, I touched the public high-speed mecha car leading to the Galaxy City.
The high-speed mecha car traveled through the vacuum track, and the scenery could not be seen outside the window. Only the strange light in the instrument flickered back and forth. The passengers around were all command center staff who were working overtime and returning late. Sleepy, no one noticed him.
The whole carriage was extremely quiet, only Lu Bixing seemed to have taken too much stimulant, like a primary school student looking forward to a spring outing.
He hasn't looked forward to "going home" for many years, and every time he passes through this track, he has already overwhelmed others, so he is merciful to let them go back to rest, and he procrastinates to the point of being alone. There was nothing to do, so he went back to listen to Zhan Lu's chatter in boredom, and kept his eyes closed all the way. Until this day, he discovered that the signal lights in the original track had eight or nine different colors, like a kaleidoscope, on both sides of the track. A projection screen kept at the same speed as the mecha car, and there was a promotional video about the safety precautions on the mecha car. It was very humorous. Lu Bixing turned a blind eye every time. freshness.
After more than ten minutes, the mecha sighed and arrived just in time.
Lu Bixing followed the crowd and walked off the stage, glanced at the time, and knew that Lin Jingheng should have gone home. With this thought, an indescribable sense of anticipation rose from under his feet. On the small road in the residential area, with his footsteps slowly rising and expanding, when he saw the lights of his own house, he felt that he had been The anticipation hanging above his head pulled his feet off the ground.
He didn't want to do anything or have any plans, just aimless and pure expectations.
Then the expected balloon "crack" broke too many of his family members at the moment when the door opened.
Holding Zhan Lu's popcorn, White was the first to get up and say hello to him: "Teacher, I'm here again, do you take care of the meal?"
Lu Bixing: ""
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