Silent mechanism.
The secret violent organization co-established by various countries and religious orders is composed of elite musicians drawn from all walks of life, aiming to safeguard the stability of human society.
Its management is the responsibility of the three kings, its power is guaranteed by the countries, and it can be used throughout the world without hindrance.
In short, this is a secret service.
And it's the biggest and most difficult one in the world.
They are responsible for maintaining world stability and peace, eradicating the evil church, hunting down black musicians, and even arresting musicians who violate the law.
All registered musicians must cooperate fully with their actions if they have good reasons, and even make sacrifices when necessary.
Most of the time, in order to maintain secrecy, this organization will not appear openly. Even in the Holy City, they just rented a facade and set up an office with only three clerks.
The identity of its members is naturally a secret. Most people have dual or even more identities. Throughout their lives, no one else will know who they really serve.
However, according to Ye Qingxuan, the first musician he knew, Langdi, who is standing in front of him now, is one of its members.
And the function is definitely not low.
"This matter about Charles is a long story..."
Langdi sat down with a tangled look on his face. Before he could speak, a waiter with a coffee pot not far away came forward and poured him a cup of coffee.
Seeing the coffee, Lang Di's face turned green and he pushed the coffee aside twitchingly.
"Sorry, I stayed up late for several days. I feel a little nauseous when I smell the coffee..."
He paused and glanced around: "Come with me for a drink later? I know a nice place nearby. It's clean, not crowded, and has good wine."
"Okay." Ye Qingxuan nodded without hesitation.
Langdi nodded: "Someone will come to pick you up later."
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After Langdi left, Ye Qingxuan, who had calmed down, finally realized the big mistake he had made - he had really taken advantage of him and dared to kill Bai Xi!
After a lot of talking and begging, Bai Xi still ignored him in the end.
With no choice but to do so, Ye Qingxuan could only look at Abraham.
Teacher help.
"Why do other people just teach students just to take a class, but I teach students like I am taking care of my son and my daughter?"
Abraham shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand to wipe Bai Xi's tears of grievance, and waved for Ye Qingxuan to leave. Ye Qingxuan felt like he was being pardoned and ran away with his head in his arms.
As soon as Ye Qingxuan walked away with his front legs, Bai Xi, who was looking pretty on the back legs, raised his head, his expression becoming more and more ugly.
"The bastard just left like that? I'm so angry!"
She angrily took Ye Qingxuan's plate and cut the steak and lobster into pieces with a knife and fork: "How dare you attack me! Attack me! Attack me! I even cried and yet you ran so fast! Didn't you just call me cousin?" If you don’t scream, don’t scream! Who is afraid of whom?”
Abraham helplessly looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh.
These children were so well-behaved and cute before, but now that they have grown up, why are they less worried than the other
This world is really confusing.
Too abstruse…
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Ten minutes later, Ye Qingxuan got off the carriage. In the cold and wet mist, he opened the door and saw the figure of Wolf Flute.
As a result, his expression suddenly became strange.
"Is this the good place you said?"
Langdi tilted his head and looked at him: "Isn't this place good?"
In the old and huge empty warehouse, dim lights were lit. Wolf Flute was sitting on a tattered sofa, holding a box of snacks in his hand, and several barrels of beer beside him.
There were a few pieces of clothing scattered on the ground, and a strange smell filled the air.
It looked almost like a homeless man's den.
Ye Qingxuan held his forehead and sighed: "Where did this ghost place come from? It's a good place to have a clean person and not much wine!"
"Shh!"
While Wolf Flute was chewing snacks in his mouth, he raised a finger to his mouth and made a vague sound: "If you dislike this place, someone will be dissatisfied."
In an instant, a gust of wind blew past behind him.
Ye Qingxuan's hair stood on end, and he turned around suddenly, but only had time to see an erratic shadow.
In the dim light, large and small shadows were projected on the walls, and vague gasps echoed one after another in the air.
That's a wolf.
I don't know when... I was already among the wolves.
"This is my home." Langdi motioned to Ye Qingxuan to sit wherever he wanted.
"Are you a scepter? Although you have not inherited the holy name, you are still one of the best in the world. Why do you live in a place like this?"
Wolf Flute sighed, "It's hard to find a place to let them out in the Holy City, so don't mind. Make yourself a beer and I'll eat something to cushion you first."
Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly, picked up the dusty beer glass, looked at several beer barrels not far away that were stained with various kinds of dirt, and wisely put down the glass.
After a while, Langdi devoured his food and finally finished it. After finishing half a glass of beer in one breath, he sighed and collapsed on the sofa: "I can finally have a good rest. I have been extremely busy these two days, and I didn't even rush for your first trial. I didn't expect you to come out so quickly. Should I call you Lord Marquis now?"
“…”
Ye Qingxuan rolled his eyes: "Shall we talk about business?"
"All right."
Wolf Flute got up from his paralyzed state, sat upright for a moment, as if gathering his thoughts, and then threw a big bomb.
"Newton is missing."
"Huh?!" Ye Qingxuan was stunned: "Newton? The one from the Anglo-Anglo Royal Institute?"
"Other than him, would I care about the disappearance of other Newtons?" Langdi sighed: "What's even more troublesome is that he was reported before he disappeared - he was suspected of forbidden research."
"Forbidden research? He is not a black musician. Did he conduct human experiments?"
"... When did you think that only black musicians can do taboo research?" Lang Flute rolled his eyes: "Have you forgotten the steam crisis a hundred years ago?"
Ye Qingxuan was silent.
A hundred years ago, it was the Anglo-Victorian period. At that time, in addition to the rapid development of art, there were also endless technological innovations.
The steam engine was a technological product that was once hailed as the hope of the future. Therefore, coal resources once became hot.
It wasn't until hundreds of steam engines roared and operated at the same time, triggering ether riots and causing various tragic consequences, that the world realized that this was a dead end.
The losses caused by this to various countries are almost countless, and the etheric riots caused by steam machinery at the borders have even evolved into horrific legends.
The steam furnace is the entrance to hell. With the blazing steam, there are rumors that the Grim Reaper will crawl out of the coal furnace by stepping on the fire. It is not uncommon to this day.
To this day, steam engines are still a tragic scar in the hearts of engineers from all over the world.
Ye Qingxuan, who has studied mechanical engineering by himself, knows this very well.
The forbidden technology itself may be temporarily beneficial, but it will definitely cause heavy pain.
For example, decades ago, chanting musicians transformed bacteria brought back from the dark world and invented a healing potion that could regenerate severed limbs.
However, researchers did not expect its strong side effects and mutability, forming new variants after combining with the rabies virus.
Overnight, people in the entire city turned into zombies, crazy beasts that had lost their minds.
The Silent Agency was dispatched, burning the entire city to the ground and razing it to the ground. All infected people were killed on the spot, involving more than dozens of cities and hundreds of thousands of people. It took half a year to spread more than thousands of tons of sulfur over the area. On the wasteland, there is still no grass growing there.
Another example is that scholars from the Change Faction built tens of kilometers of element separation impact channels for super-heavy elements, which cost countless dollars. The final result was to create a large bomb that completely destroyed the entire academy and half of the mountain.
Three years later, highly toxic dust still floats in its sky, polluting countless water sources. People in six cities moved because of this, and countless people got strange diseases and died in torture.
Any forbidden technology is definitely a dangerous item that cannot be touched.
But based on Ye Qingxuan's understanding of those fanatical researchers... once their target is touched, they will never care whether it is legal or not.
Otherwise, why are there so many black musicians in the world
Ye Qingxuan pondered for a long time and asked: "Is Mr. Newton researching the legendary intelligent machine that violates human ethics?"
"You think too much."
Wolf Flute glanced at him: "However, what he committed is not much worse than this. He has defrauded Angelo of so much money over the years, and has been secretly conducting research on artificial musicians."
"impossible."
Ye Qingxuan shook his head decisively: "Angelou's own research on human body technology can only be said to be average, and Newton himself is a master of mechanics. Studying this kind of thing across industries is laborious and not worth the gain."
So Wolf Flute showed a bitter smile, raised his head, drank half a glass of beer, and sighed softly: "Who told you: the musicians created must be human?"
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Ye Qingxuan was stunned.
"understood?"
Newton took out a pack of moldy tobacco from under the sofa, tore off a piece of paper, rolled it up, lit it, took two strong puffs, and said in a hoarse voice: "He wanted to create a machine that could replace musicians, and according to what we have learned Clues, he is almost successful. This is good, there is nothing wrong with it, artificial musicians are also musicians, the more such machines seem to be, the better... It will just completely destroy the social structure of the human world. A new round of reshuffle? No one could bear the thought of more and more natural and man-made disasters. Can you imagine how many wars and bloodshed this thing would cause? Newton knew that no one would allow him to continue his research, so he continued quietly. In By the time we noticed it, it was already too late, he had already disappeared. Unnoticed, just like this... "
Wolf Flute took a deep breath and blew away the smoke in front of him.
"Evaporated."
Ye Qingxuan finally realized: "Is Charles implicated because of this?"
"...You underestimate your senior brother too much."
Langdi's expression became strange, as if he had just woken up and found that he had fucked a dog:
"Ye Qingxuan, he is the main designer, no one else."