Boundary Convention

Chaos is, in essence, the same as madness and selfishness.

As long as one person is in chaos, it is only a matter of time before others around him are in chaos.

Mo You's vicious plan has far exceeded his expectations.

In the week since the coalition government was on the brink of collapse, many appalling things have happened in Dyson Bay. Almost every day, helpless women can be seen being dragged into dark alleys, people are rushing to buy food that is not enough, the police station Government institutions, courts and other state institutions were even captured by mobs. In this once-prosperous city, gunshots rang out every hour; and every minute, the burning never stopped.

Mo You sat at the window, looking at the declining city with great interest, as if watching a nature documentary.

Maybe chaos isn't her purpose, but she's a chaotic lover.

"You come back to me."

Mo Xiao picked up her collar and lifted her up from the window like a puppy.

Mo You didn't struggle at all, if it was normal, she would have asked Mo Xiao to put her down with an orderly tone and chilling threats, but now, she was intoxicated by her victory, with a flamboyant smile on her face.

This smile is almost carved out of the same mold as Mo Shixin, which makes people have to marvel at the magic of blood relationship.

Mo Xiao smacked his lips, threw the man who had fallen into madness to the dilapidated sofa beside him, and closed the window.

"Don't be too ostentatious."

She glanced at Mo You with a helpless look, which may have a hint of regret.

"It will be troublesome if people from the coalition government are recruited."

"Are there any of them?"

Mo You said in a lazy tone.

She slumped on the sofa like a worm, slid down, and finally lay on the ground like a worm, motionless. The plan went so smoothly that she even developed a kind of leisurely and contented attitude. Even now, when the sound of gunfire and screams can be heard endlessly, it seems that all of this has nothing to do with her.

"Maybe New Milan has already been taken over by mobs."

"Your plan is to force the coalition government to release that woman, right? If the coalition government collapses so easily, wouldn't it be a waste of money?"

"How could that be?" Mo You sneered contemptuously, "When people are going to blindly oppose something, they will subconsciously regard the opposite as where they are."

Then she rolled on the carpet like a cat.

"In this way, the Coalition government will be reminded of how wonderful the world is under the professor."

"It's as good as you say."

After speaking, Mo Xiao hesitated for a while.

She opened the window again and glanced at the burning city.

"Then they deserve what they deserve, don't they?"

"of course."

Mo You replied.

"Didn't Napoleon enter Paris surrounded by the people? Wasn't Fascism lawless in the silent majority? Even later, they refused to admit what they didn't want to admit, and let things worse, When it got out of hand, they started to yell that they were deceived, it was not them who was wrong, it was the person who bewitched them, who confused their affairs, and then sent the life sacrifice to the Qiutai Fire Festival, and everything was in harmony They're irrelevant."

Mo You still had a smile on her face, but her eyes revealed indifference and madness.

Mo Xiao stared at the burning Dyson Bay, and even from the gaps in the tall buildings, he could clearly see the violence and chaos spreading. This was the first time in his life that Mo Xiao felt afraid of what he had done.

Along the way, Mo Xiao has already witnessed countless disasters and pains, some of which were caused by the professor, and some of which were caused by himself. She used to think that the professor and Mo You were self-aware, but the facts told her that all of this was due to her self-indulgence. She knew that she would sacrifice so many people and shed so much blood, but they did it without hesitation.

Mo Xiao once thought it was a manifestation of consciousness.

However, in fact, they don't take it seriously at all. For them, it's just a question of how many digits after a number. Just like a driver doesn't feel sorry for the gasoline being burned.

"I'm not like you."

She muttered in a low voice, and then glanced at Mo You who was lying on the ground, not sure if she heard her.

Suddenly, there was a clanging sound from downstairs.

Those were the wind chimes that Mo Xiao hung in the corridor. In order to avoid being raided by uninvited guests, she deliberately set up a few in places that might be invaded. Such a low-level organization obviously does not suit her style, but the current conditions can only be like this.

"There are guests coming."

Mo Xiao muttered, and picked up a stun gun from the corner of the room.

And Mo You still looked like he had nothing to do with himself, lying lazily on the ground, as if he couldn't hear the imminent series of footsteps. It wasn't until she realized that Mo Xiao had already walked to the door with that big guy, ready to sieve the door, that she casually stood up and stretched.

"Relax, it's not Coalition Counter-Strike."

"How do you know? You just believe in the invitation of that 'Madame'?"

"Isn't this nonsense? To deal with a big man like me, the commandos of the coalition government will definitely break in through the window. They still walk through the door anyway. Be more polite."

Indeed, only one of the wind chimes she set up rang. If it was really a surprise attack, there could be only one attack route. Besides, the other party didn't seem to care about the sound of the wind chimes at all. From this point of view, the other party should not have much hostility.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiao pointed the muzzle of the gun towards the floor.

Almost at the same time, the door was gently pushed open a crack, before Mo Xiao could react, a grenade rolled in from the gap with green smoke, Mo Xiao immediately covered his mouth and nose, but It's too late.

The smoke filled the entire room in an instant, and a deep sleepiness hit Mo Xiao, and she immediately realized that the gas should have a hypnotic effect.

Before being completely overwhelmed by sleepiness, she subconsciously glanced at Mo You on the floor.

At this time, she was already sleeping soundly on the ground in a big character, not realizing what happened at all.

"I believed in your ghost..."

Before completely losing consciousness, Mo Xiao pointed his middle finger at Mo You with his last strength.

Mo You slept very comfortably.

She felt like she hadn't slept so comfortably in a long time.

So smooth, so relaxed, so... heavy.

When she woke up naturally, she found that she was in a white room... or rather, it was a white building. The building was built of clean white brick, possibly marble, or some other material. The whole building is empty and open, with a lonely grandeur. Through the open door, one can see the blue sky and white clouds, as well as the rolling mountains in the distance, quiet and peaceful.

But it's obvious at a glance that it's a holographic image.

"You can finally wake up."

In the very center of the room, a woman in a loose robe was looking intriguingly in her direction.

The woman held a harp in her hand, and she flicked the strings lightly, playing a simple melody.

"I'm really sorry for entertaining you in this way."

"It's nothing, I also thought it was about time for you to send someone over."

Mo You jumped off the bed, stretched on the ground like a cat, exercised his muscles and bones, and then looked around.

"Well, did you decorate this place? Why is the taste as bad as my mother's?"

"Mom? I heard from others that you have severed the mother-daughter relationship with her." The woman opened her eyes slightly, "Do you know who I am?"

"The head of the Red Queen."

"It seems that you did find some materials in Iceland. My people generally call me 'madam', and I hope you do the same."

"In this regard, you are exactly the same as that old woman in my family, but I am not yours, 'madam'."

Mo You suppressed her volume when she said these two words.

The lady was silent for a while, and then she looked Mo You up and down as if seeing something interesting, her green eyes were like gems, and like green light in the dark night.

"Are you really Mo Shixin's daughter? Your mother was not as cynical as you when you were your age, at least she didn't show it that way."

"That's why she failed."

Mo You said and waved his hand.

"Let's stop here for the pleasantries, ma'am, you should have something more important to talk to me about."

"Ask knowingly."

As the lady spoke, she plucked the strings lightly again, and a simple melody popped up.

"Is this sound good? This is an archaeologically restored King David's harp. It's genuine."

"The piano is not bad, but the ground is too bad."

"Your mouth is really not flattering. You don't look like your mother at all, but you have a personality. I think I can accept it."

"This is how you win people over? That's too tasteless. Do you think I'll follow you gratefully if you brag about me? Please, I'm not a little girl like Mo Xiao. Those who love will be happy to hear a few good words."

Having said that, the conversation came to an abrupt end.

Silence represents many things, which shows that the previous bad mouth has played a role, just as she guessed, it is indeed useful to bring Mo Xiao out. And this is exactly what Mo You wanted to see. In the initial confrontation with her, she had a certain degree of initiative. For herself in an absolutely passive situation, this is very important, although she deliberately plunged into this passive situation.

"Mo Xiao, do you really need love..." The woman pondered for a while, "I heard that Mo Shixin is very strict with Mo Xiao."

"Of course, it's not your own."

"Mo Shixin can't be such a worldly person, can he?"

"Do you know my mother well?" Mo You said, with his hands on his hips, shaking his head impatiently, "If you have something to say, you can fart as soon as you say it. I'm really annoyed with the old lady."

This should irritate the other party, Mo You thought, sneaking a glance at the woman in front of her from the corner of her eye.

The woman still didn't change her face. Although she expressed objection to Mo You's deliberate offense several times, she always maintained an attitude of ease, probably because she knew very well that this was her home field.

Maybe I underestimated this woman a little bit, Mo You thought, maybe it was a bit hasty to be arrested on purpose.

"Talking around the bush is the embodiment of civilization."

said the lady.

"But since you prefer to communicate like primitive people, I have no objection..."

Speaking of this, the atmosphere on the woman suddenly changed.

"Please tell me where Gherardini is."

It sounded like a suggestion, but it was delivered with an absolute and unquestionable command. Lana Ginsberg tilted her head slightly, like someone who is used to giving orders. Just now, the leisurely energy in her body was swept away, and a huge pressure rushed towards Mo You.

The sudden and dramatic change made Mo You shiver uncontrollably.

The woman in front of her was not simple. She began to regret her rash words and deeds. Maybe the previous actions were too smooth, which made her a little swollen. She tried her best to regain her composure and straightened her position. Just as she was about to say something to fight back, she was suppressed by Madam's unexpected words.

"My nation has suffered more disasters than any other nation in the world."

She stood up from her seat.

"The world rejects us."

Step by step, he walked towards Mo You.

"First the Egyptians, then the Babylonians, the Romans, the Castilians, the Russians, the Turks, the Germans."

Flames began to ignite in her eyes, a fire that could consume everything.

"They are jealous of us, they are afraid of us, so they slaughter us and loot us."

As she spoke, her voice became more and more high-pitched.

"Just because we're the chosen ones. But we're not like them, and we don't want to be like them."

‘All national contradictions are only class contradictions. ’ Although Mo You wanted to use his own knowledge to refute her, but under her fierce aura, this knowledge seemed a little weak.

"And the so-called thought community is the culmination of their fear of us."

She got closer and closer, and then finally, she walked in front of Mo You and bent down slightly.

"Although you and I are not of the same nationality, it is undeniable that you are also an excellent person."

Whispered in Moyou's ear.

"Be the chosen one with me."

Then, as if she felt that her chips were not enough, she added another sentence.

"You don't want to become like those mortals, do you?"

Become like a mortal? Do you mean thought communities?

Regarding the thinking community, Mo You has never been very interested, and her opposition to the coalition government has nothing to do with this. However, she heard from Mo Shixin that Herman's thinking community was initially conceived to share experiences and ideas. Individuals can share their joys, sorrows, joys and experiences while maintaining a certain degree of independence. All participants share half a brain.

Was she just upset about it? That would be so... vulgar.

"What would happen if you joined a thinking community?"

Mo worry replied.

"The rule of law becomes the rule of man..."

The woman pouted.

"you mean?"

"Similar to God in the virtual world, and this God is not just a single person, but all creatures that join the thinking community, which is a decentralized world."

"There is no uniform code of ethics? Is that so?"

"The minority obeys the majority."

"It's ridiculous, more ridiculous than religion."

"Aren't you using religion as a tool yourself? My little undead."

The woman reached out and grabbed Mo You's cheek, although Mo You impatiently swept her hand away.

"Then what do you want to do? Red Queen Organization, you can choose not to join the thinking community."

"certainly."

The woman said, and lightly tapped something in the air with her hand, and immediately, countless holographic images appeared in front of Mo You, in which the documents and pictures complement each other and compare each other.

Mo You just took a quick glance at these materials and explained the big and small events in the Old Testament in a relatively materialistic way. From various aspects, such as Mana, Exodus, The Ten Commandments, this is not a Greek-style interpretation of the oracle, but a genuine analysis and comparison. Some of them look like fakes, but they are visually convincing.

But there was one that made Mo You frowned.

"Well, sorry, part of your information seems to be different from what I know."

"Oh? Where?"

"Why should the Pact Organization be enshrined as the creator? As far as I know, human beings should be seeded by the Phoenix civilization."

"No, what the four-entropy civilization sows is only life. What really makes us 'human beings', what can be called 'human beings', is the treaty organization. In the beginning, it planned the future for us, so they guide us, we are now Everything, technology, civilization, thought, and history and dignity are all given by them. When their messengers came to the earth, it was still a barren place, and our ancestors still lived in trees... Messenger Sympathizes with such us, so it gives us everything we need, 'It will wipe away all their tears, and henceforth there will be no more death, no sorrow, no crying, no pain, because the previous It's over'."

"Who told you this?"

"We've strayed off the path, so they're going to correct us, put us back on track, and that's what the pact is for, and it's going to take us to a whole new level..."

"Puff~~"

Suddenly, Mo You laughed.

It was not a comfortable laugh, but a contemptuous, sneering laugh, the kind of laugh that comes when there is a complete denial of something.

Madam was completely unprepared for this, she took several steps back in surprise when her words were interrupted, returned to the place where she was sitting at the beginning, and even knocked over the beautiful harp.

Moyou's laughter lasted for a long time, and she didn't stop until she was a little out of breath.

Then, he glared at the stunned lady in front of him with extremely contemptuous eyes.

"You asked me just now if she was Mo Shixin's daughter, right? Now I have to ask you."

Saying that, she took a deep breath.

The loud laugh just now seemed to let something that was pressing on her slip away, and all her guard and fear of the woman in front of her disappeared in an instant.

The opponent is nothing more than that, but a...

"Are you really, [was] a scientist?"

She bit the word "Zeng" very hard.

"Mo Shixin is a woman, although she is very annoying, but at least in those days when I was her daughter, I am sure she is at least a scientist."

Mo You never thought that there would be a day when she would praise that woman.

"If you want to ask me, is there a god in this world? Yes, of course there is. It is man-made. When human productivity and cognitive level are not yet developed, people regard things they cannot understand as gods, and they worship gods. , fear God, but—when men realize that the so-called gods are nothing more than the wind blowing between the planets and the rain falling in the universe, this respect disappears, and then they kill God.”

Now, instead, she stepped forward.

"It can be said that the so-called scientists are god killers. They are committed to pulling things off the altar. Observation, understanding, control, they keep repeating this process, and use this to push the world forward."

While speaking, she walked up to the woman. She steps forward, and the woman takes a step back.

"But look at you, what have you done?"

Until the woman was forced back to her position.

"Gullulity, worship, obedience."

Even so, Mo You didn't intend to restrain her edge.

"Your thoughts are exactly the same as those barbarians who chose a few unlucky ones to be burned to death because of the plague and famine thousands of years ago. You talk about the right track and progress in front of me...you really laughed at my mother." Nope! You're nothing at all, you're just a coward who stopped observing and collapsed! Lana Ginsberg!"

Eloquence echoes in the empty buildings.

Go through the corridor and around the dome.

Gradually fade away, leaving only those who have finished speaking and those who have finished listening.

Lana Ginsburg sat speechless in her seat as King David's harp shattered beside her seat.

The years have not left much marks on her face, but now, sitting on the bed, she looks so old.

She looked at the fragments of the harp on the ground in confusion, picked them up and put them together.

"It seems that you know a lot."

He threw the fragments on the ground again.

"Maybe, maybe it's really too difficult for people to understand each other, especially for a cute little loli like me and an old grandma like you."

Mo You shrugged.

"Then your answer is no."

"Obviously."

"Then you should have considered the fate of rejection."

Suddenly, Lanna raised her head, and the confusion on her face just now was suddenly swept away.

"You want to threaten me? Take what? Take my mother? Your daughter is in my hands! She is still kept in the dark, and now the pact organization and the king of the Phoenix civilization are on my side, you Do you think you have a chance of winning, I want to tell everyone that you are the murderer of the Iceland tragedy."

"Let me show you the current news." Lanna said, and turned on the holographic projection again

The news broadcast a scene about Mo Shixin in prison, and the narrator did not mention the professor's achievements at all, but publicized the professor's various life styles after he took office. Lanna even quoted the classic novel "The Queen of the Dead". A line, "She was too young at that time, and she didn't know all the gifts given by fate, and the price had already been secretly marked." Mo You saw all this, her eyes were fixed on the picture, her fists were clenched, and her anger reached its peak.

"You are shameless!"

"I have no turning back, but I'm not naive enough to threaten people with such unreliable chips. It's like putting a blunt knife on the neck of a hostage."

As she spoke, she returned to her previous look of ease, as if everything was under control.

"The Red Queen's action is much stronger than you think. Before you are all ready, I have already prepared the layout for victory. It is not leading to victory, but victory itself."

"What's the meaning?"

From Lanna's expression, Mo You didn't sense any bluff at all.

From this point of view, this guy is serious, and she has other killer moves hidden.

"Do you know what is the scariest thing in the ocean, which is close to 97% of the earth's area?"

As Lanna spoke, she raised her legs, and then propped her chin with her hands, taking an arrogant sitting posture.

"A tsunami? A giant squid? A mad killer whale? Of course not those things."

The woman showed an ear-to-ear smile, which reminded Mo You of Mo Shixin, it was exactly the same.

"It sank into the sea with the land in the great flood... a nuclear arsenal."

Nuclear weapons, upon hearing these two words, Mo You's expression froze. The woman in front of her was probably going to make the whole earth a sacrifice.

"What do you want to do with nuclear weapons?"

Nuclear weapons, this is completely unexpected by Mo You. She had heard from Mo Shixin before that most of the nuclear power plants in the world started the self-destruction program when the flood came, so she thought that nuclear weapons also have this function... Or rather, weapons should have such a function That's right.

"When the convention comes, I will detonate all the nuclear weapons on the seabed, and the resulting tsunami and earthquake should easily destroy the few settlements, which means that all resistance will be easily destroyed. destruction."

"And then? Then what are you going to do?"

Mo You sneered.

"Me? I will use the technology bestowed by the Pact to reshape this planet, and then get rid of all those who get in the way—especially the four entropy queens."

After all, Lanna showed a proud expression.

"In this way, you are instigating the mob and establishing a religion. These meaningless and useless efforts are completely meaningless. Although I originally wanted to take you into a new era, since you are so resistant, then it's okay No need."

"If you do this, your nation will not escape the fate of extinction."

"My ancestors made a covenant with God, and those who touch the covenant (the ark) will die, which is also part of the covenant."

"You just said that the technology of the Pact can reshape this planet."

"Yes, the rules are determined by me. I only need to leave the genes of various races, and I can bring endless suffering to them. I don't need to be God. I will become the spokesperson of God. My nation will Exalted as the Lord's people."

After speaking, she stretched out her hand again and pinched Mo You's cheek.

"Before everything is settled, please stay here for a while, I don't want any unnecessary trouble."

"You were not the only one who blamed my mother. I guess you betrayed your colleagues."

"It's complicated, but it's also very simple."

On the other side, from the day the wasteland set foot on the coastline of the Gulf of Genoa, the fire in the city has been burning endlessly.

The city is burning, and the sea is also burning. The sea reflects the city in destruction, as if the disaster happened twice. Even the legendary Roman fire that lasted for six days and seven nights may not be as large as it is now.

I don't know if this is the case in Dyson Bay.

Huang Yuan thought about it, but soon his thoughts were overwhelmed by the overwhelming shouts and slogans around him.

"Give us back the gods!"

"They don't even spare children who tell the truth!"

"We should save the gods!"

The voices of men and women came and went.

When he boarded Ingolf's boat in the wasteland, he thought that what he had learned from Ingolf was enough, but he didn't expect that on the way to New Milan with Ingolf, there would be a series of accidents. Something bigger happened.

Mo You was really arrested.

Although Huang Yuan felt that he was not very familiar with Mo You, it was hard for him to imagine that a person like Mo You, who was full of bad ideas, would be arrested by the coalition government under the current circumstances. And if she was arrested, then Mo Xiao would not be able to escape, but there was only news of her arrest, so it was conceivable—maybe it was Mo You's intention, or it was her insurance mechanism. She wants to have direct contact with a big figure in the coalition government, but she is afraid that she will be controlled by the other party in this way, so she has prepared the news of her arrest before that, and then spread it out, so that the coalition government will be caught by the news Contained, at least not to kill her. Even if she came back safely, such a rumor would not bring her any loss.

If she was really caught, then judging from the current situation, her plan was a success, but Desolate felt a little uneasy deep in her heart, would the big shots in the coalition government really be played by her.

In the past three days, people have been gathering here and gathering again, and a riot is brewing.

Although the wasteland did not intend to participate at all, Ingolf asked the wasteland to stay here. He felt that the wasteland was too poor, and he might be beaten to death by a sap on a street corner. It would be better to stay with the murderers from the beginning It's much safer to be together, and let him go to the street to collect intelligence. Although Ingolf's logic is a bit strange, but these three days have passed, and safety is indeed guaranteed.

Just a bit noisy.

The day before yesterday, these people did not know where to get a huge projector and projection screen, and it became even more noisy here.

In addition to the din of the enthusiastic crowd, there is also the almost deafening noise of the projector.

They broadcast news and scaremongering from the media 24 hours a day—of course, all of them are beneficial to them, and there are even some news about the coalition government itself, such as the declassification of the Iceland tragedy.

Compared with the set of rhetoric announced by the first coalition government, this declassification is roughly consistent with the truth about the Iceland tragedy that the wasteland saw in the past, but there are some deviations, some things are deliberately omitted and ignored, Like Survivor, and... Lana Ginsburg. This is a bit of a problem. For those who don't know Lanna, the decryption released this time seems to put the whole thing on Mo Shixin alone.

Huangyuan didn't know the intention of the coalition government to release this news at this time, was it to divert attention? Or is it to hit those who demand the release of the professor?

Moreover, now that the credibility of the coalition government has declined to such an extent, it still releases such news targeting opponents. Isn't this shooting itself in the foot? Or……

Suddenly, Huang Yuan felt a slap on the back and shivered.

When he turned his head, he saw a tall man standing behind him. He hesitated for a moment, and immediately recognized that it was Ingolf. Not only did he change into a set of tattered clothes, but his face was covered with black and gray , as miserable as a refugee.

"How is it going?"

Moor asked.

Ingleff didn't answer right away, he sat down cross-legged beside the wasteland, wiped his face with the corner of the wasteland's coat, then heaved a long sigh of relief before speaking slowly.

"It's worse than when I left. That kid Zwingli seems to be still sticking to his post, but there is no one to use him. He can't save the fire now."

"Zwingli?"

"You can understand that you are the head of the police here. You can be regarded as my colleague. He is a guy who admits death. I originally wanted to let you meet Jacob through him, but I couldn't find him. He has been on duty all the time."

"...Do you know this Zwingli very well?"

"It's okay, it's not a life-and-death relationship, but I think I know him well...he can eat my pickled sheep eggs."

With that said, Ingolf shrugged.

"All right."

"Why are you asking this?"

"During the time you were out, I was wondering if the coalition government itself is in a state of division, feeling that there is always another force holding back Jacob, maybe not everyone in the coalition government can be trusted. "

"How to say?"

"When you went to collect intelligence, did you see the coalition government's declassification of the Iceland tragedy?"

"Saw."

"There is no mention of Lanna Ginsberg in it. Don't you think it's strange, and now releasing such targeted and targeted news is simply adding fuel to the situation."

"Indeed, when I saw this news, I also felt that the taste was not right, but if you want to talk about the second force in the coalition government, I might know one, and you should know it too..."

"The Red Queen."

The two of them said the answer in unison.

"That's right, but when I was still in charge, the Red Emperor could only be regarded as an underground faction within the coalition government. If you speculate that this decryption was made by the Red Queen, it means that they should already have quite a lot of influence. has established its power base and is now ready to jump out and take over the coalition government."

"Lanna Ginsburg, whom they deliberately avoided, may have some kind of relationship with them."

"You mean, Lana Ginsburg didn't die in the Iceland tragedy, but survived and participated in the construction of the Red Queen?"

"I'm afraid so."

As the wilderness said, he lowered his head.

But there are still too many questions. What is the purpose of Lanna Ginsberg's so much trouble?

"In conclusion, intelligence is needed at this time."

he murmured.

"The more the better, if there is no way to meet Jacob directly, then we have to piece together some clues from other places."

With that said, Huang Yuan looked at Ingolf.

"You have been the head of the secret service for so long. Is there anything strange in the coalition government secrets you have read? Or is there something deliberately concealed? Something contradictory?"

"Hey, you asked such a broad question, how could I possibly have figured it out in a short while? And even if there was something I was interested in, with my intelligence network and authority at that time, I would definitely figure it out right away."

"Anything is fine, as long as it is something you care about."

"Hey, you are in a difficult situation."

Ingleff shook his head.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he nodded.

"Speaking of it, it seems that there is such a thing, a small thing that I have always cared about."

He said, paused.

"You know, that woman Mo Shixin is very concerned about her birthday, and every time she does it with great fanfare and extravagance, but once, although only once, that woman got her birthday wrong and moved it forward One day, I made a big oolong."

"One day earlier?"

Wasteland rubbed his stubbled chin and frowned.

"Then what?"

"Afterwards, she explained that it was due to jet lag and busy forgetting. Although theoretically, the jet lag can be up to 24 hours, but I thought it was wrong, so I checked her birthday afterwards."

"It turns out her birthday is wrong?"

"No, there's nothing wrong with my birthday, but it's very troublesome for me to search. I didn't even think about using my information network to find it. I wanted my acquaintances from the Family Planning Bureau to help me look it up, but I couldn't find it, so I had to I personally went to the archives of the Family Planning Bureau to look for it, and finally found it, but found some other problems. On the professor’s birthday, a large number of employees of the Family Planning Bureau left without reason, and they concentrated around the woman’s birthday.”

After all, Inglef paused.

"It may also be purely a coincidence, so I didn't go further in the future. If there is anything I think I care about but haven't got to the bottom of it, it might be this."

After listening, the wilderness fell into silence.

On the night of the professor's birth, the doctor in the GST affiliated hospital disappeared for no reason. He had seen this incident from a vision, and the employees of the Family Planning Bureau were likely to be "disappeared" like the doctor who had delivered the professor.

However, there is a small blind spot.

‘A large number of employees of the Family Planning Bureau left without reason, and they concentrated around the woman’s birthday. '

'before and after'

If someone silenced the insiders after the professor was born, then why did the large number of resignations before this incident happen? Is it a pure coincidence, or...

"You mean, before the professor was born, a large number of employees also left without reason?"

"Yes, probably two or three days before the birthday on the birth report."

At this moment, Huang Yuan had a plan in his mind.

"We need to find the professor's birth report."