Chapter 43

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Jiang Shu straightened his back on the chair and frowned quietly, his voice full of doubts, "Can an underground gang change the future of this technology?"

Kelin felt a little unspeakably ashamed about Jiang Shu's doubts, which made him a little ashamed to speak out.

After a long silence, Klin said: "Although it's hard to believe, there is indeed a genius in the Riot Gang."

"I have always had some secret agreements with the Fist Gang." Kelin squeezed the corners of his eyes, "The experimental subjects in the research institute have always been provided by the Fist Gang."

"After the experiment failed, it was the people from the Fist Gang who came to take away the corpse and deal with it." Kelin glanced at the young man who had been a policeman in the file in front of him. Seeing his calm expression, he felt relieved in his heart. After taking a breath, he continued: "I never expected that a talented engineer under Sparta would be able to deduce part of the data from the experimental subject that had already died of illness, and then conducted his own independent research!"

At this point, Klin's eyes turned cold, "These damn rats! They betrayed our agreement. They wanted to control this technology themselves, and they even sent killers to assassinate me twice in an attempt to steal my experimental data. "

Having said that, Kelin took another sip of the coffee on the table, "But there are actually members of me inside the Fist Gang."

Jiang Shu looked calm.

He was not surprised.

If Kelin was a good old man, he would have been devoured long ago. How could he become an investor in more than a dozen companies in Emerald City.

His research institute will not still be an independent research institute without being acquired by super companies.

"Jiang Shu, I have to say that Locke is a genius. Oh, Locke is the Riot Gang engineer who reversed the data." Klin tasted the bitterness of the coffee in his mouth, and his voice was sour, "He actually found a new path. , a path similar to mine but different."

A low-level gangster who has never received higher education can make such an achievement with pure love and interest.

Sure enough, talent is far more important than hard work.

Thinking of this, Kelin only felt that the coffee in his mouth was more bitter.

"What new road?" Jiang Shu was a little nervous for some reason.

"I don't know." Klin sighed, "This is highly confidential in the Riot Gang. The people I placed in the Riot Gang obviously don't have access to this core content."

"But." Kelin leaned his head back on the leather boss chair, and gently closed his eyes, "I once got the experimental subjects that they pulled out for destruction after their experiments."

"I dissected their brains... the design inside was completely different from mine. Instead of a control chip implanted in their brains, it was a strange iron ball." Kelin opened his eyes with complicated eyes.

Jiang Shu looked at the complex emotions in Kelin's eyes, feeling a little at a loss.

He had never seen such emotion in Kling's eyes.

That is distrust in one's own abilities and confusion about one's future.

He seems to be wondering that the things he has done for decades are not as good as the achievements of a low-level engineer in one year.

"I analyzed this metal ball with an instrument, and there is only extremely low content of black gold and all kinds of ridiculously cheap synthetic metals." Kelin crossed his fingers in front of his chest, his eyes were slightly blurred, "But the foundation in the metal ball The architecture is completely broken, and I don't know how to make the ball function like a control chip."

"But looking at those destroyed structures, I actually have a feeling of peeking into a corner of a beautiful artwork." Kelin swallowed a mouthful of saliva and murmured: "It's unbelievable that the destroyed structures are all spreading out." There is a strange, indescribable beauty in words."

"So, Jiang Shu." Kelin took a deep breath, pulling himself out of that wonderful feeling, "I need you to help me get that structure."

"Maybe when two different ideas collide, a new flame will shine." Kelin stared into Jiang Shu's eyes with a sincere voice.

Jiang Shu stared into Kelin's eyes, not knowing whether to agree or not.

Klin has obviously lost confidence in his "control chip", and he has now pinned his hope of curing cyberpsychosis on the engineer named Locke of the Fist Gang.

How can such scientists continue to make breakthroughs in difficult situations?
But if I choose not to help this guy, will my mission go bankrupt directly?Then the dog ratio system directly reaped my life?

Under the unknown pressure of survival, Jiang Shu sighed and could only say: "I will do my best."

Kelin nodded in relief, and handed the tablet on the table to Jiang Shu again, "Take this back and have a good look at it, maybe it will help you in this mission."

Jiang Shu lowered his head and took a quick glance and found that it detailed the current stronghold and general composition of the Riot Gang.

Nodding to Kelin, Jiang Shu put away the tablet.

Pursing his lips, Kelin walked out of the desk and hugged Jiang Shu tightly, and said softly, "You can leave the institute anytime when you are ready. I have already greeted the security guards."

Jiang Shu nodded, turned around and walked out of the office, heading straight to his single dormitory.

He originally just wanted to stay in the research institute quietly, and wait for Klin's research to be successful and destroy the scientific research materials directly to complete the system task.

As a result, I still need to engage in the Fist Gang. What the hell, I know that every time the system does things, it is not so easy.

While walking, Jiang Shu cursed the system in a low voice.

At this time, Klin was sitting on the sofa in the office, with his fingers crossed on the coffee table, looking at a scientific research record in front of him with a calm expression.

Gujing Wubo's face seemed neither happy nor angry, but the anxiety that flashed across his eyes from time to time reminded himself all the time that his true state of mind was far from being as indifferent as it appeared on the surface.

Jiang Shu, don't disappoint my expectations... He slammed the folder in front of him, fell heavily into the sofa behind him, and sighed deeply.

……

……

The whole world is covered with silver, a white scenery.

Jiang Shu was walking slowly along the side of the road with a thick black down jacket covering his body.

Every step I take, there will be a creaking sound of stepping on the snow.

Soon, Jiang Shu came to a street Japanese noodle restaurant with a charcoal basin on the ground.

This is an open-air stall, and there are more than a dozen open-air restaurants like this around it. Their main source of income is the low-level gang members who make a living by selling contraband.

It was lunchtime at this time, so the noodle shop was crowded and crowded.

The dozen small wooden tables in the open air were full, but one wooden table in the corner was empty.

The diners who were sitting at the surrounding tables didn't seem to see the empty table, even if their own table was crowded, they would not move their seats.

They turned a blind eye to that table, which was surprising.

(End of this chapter)

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