I, ET, mixed entertainment circle

"Sir, three people have sent 'shouldn't have' information. I have recorded the evidence as soon as possible and destroyed the email."

Mitt is sitting on a black lazy chair, wearing earphones and chewing his green sword chewing gum that has remained unchanged for thousands of years. In front of him is a monitoring wall composed of a row of display screens, densely packed with data at a speed that cannot be discerned by naked eyes. flashed.

"Which ones?"

Yu Qinghuan sat on her executive chair, with her back facing the surveillance wall, and from the floor-to-ceiling windows of her luxurious office on the top floor of the [-]th floor, she overlooked the traffic and pedestrians moving slowly like ants looking for food downstairs.

"Zhao Hui, T. Smith, and S. Ted." He tilted his head to look at the contents of several emails, took down the pencil on the shelf above his ear, poked the writing on the screen, and said, "Zhao is looking for someone Sir, boasted of your case as one of your own, without revealing the crucial point; Mr. Smith evidently wanted to sell your news for a good price; and as for Dr. Ted..."

He giggled, whistled, and clicked his tongue in admiration: "For the advancement of human biomedicine, he did not hesitate to sacrifice his reputation and professional ethics, and asked his teacher for help, hoping to study this miraculous case of yours together.

Pay attention, pay attention, what I said was not accurate enough, he didn't use magic (magic) or miracle (miracle), what he said was - sorcery (witchcraft), oriental witchcraft! Sir, he probably thinks that Master Dayang's miraculous power is some kind of sorcery cooked by an oriental wizard with lizard tail and herbs, hahaha!

oh!By the way, noble Dr. Ted did not cash your check. "

Yu Qinghuan raised her cold eyes, looked at the continuous thin cloud in the sky, and asked in a low voice, "Ah Qi, how is your side?"

"Sir, nothing has changed."

"Keep it up."

He slowly turned around the chair, his slender fingers with well-articulated hands formed a sharp A-shape on the table, looked at Mitte who was waiting for the order, and spit out two words: "Close the net."

"Yes, sir! As you wish."

Mitt sat on the chair and made an exaggerated court salute, and started calling Mr. Fitch, grimacing and saying jealously: "This old vulture can have a full meal again! Sir, you are too much for these vampires." Generous."

Mr. Fuqi (homophonic: Vulture) is the head of President Yu's exclusive lawyer team, and also a senior partner of West Bund Law Firm. He is very loyal to his professional ethics and surname. In fact, he can also scrape three catties of meat for his employer, and then smash the bones to suck the marrow, and squeeze it clean.

"Put down an order, let them understand the importance of abiding by 'conduct'." After a moment of silence, President Yu gave another instruction in a soft voice.

Mitte was stunned for a moment, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a meaningful smile: "You should have done this a long time ago."

He quickly turned around, tapped on the keyboard quickly, and an unusually simple dark blue page popped up quietly on the screen, and then typed Mr. Yu's "request".

Three months later, the United States X State Review Court made a verdict on a case of breach of confidentiality contract that leaked employer information, and the defendant, S. Ted, pleaded guilty in court...

At that time, President Yu watched the judge make a huge amount of compensation according to the contract and sentenced him to imprisonment for x years. Seeing that Dr. Ted, who was so haggard that he was not human, suddenly broke away from the police officer and shouted violently: "I am guilty, But I would like to be the second Bruno, and my footsteps of exploring the truth will never be hindered by the shackles of the law..."

He didn't finish shouting his slogans. The uneducated police officer obviously didn't understand Dr. Ted's noble sentiments, so he picked up his baton and taught him to shut up.

Yu Qinghuan saw Ted's blood all over his face, he closed his eyes lightly, and turned off the video.

If guilty, it is all mine.

Dayang's "ability" may indeed bring opportunities to promote the progress and prosperity of human biomedical science, but he also knows what kind of attitude the vast majority of human beings will have towards "heterogeneous".

Even the old Chinese saying goes: People who are not of our race must have a different heart.

He is a selfish man.

Faced with the choice of "sacrificing" a specific minority and possibly "helping" the majority, his approach is to "hide" his most cherished "minority" and slowly find ways to help the majority. Not to choose "sacrifice".

At the same time, two other members of the medical team who had "improper behavior" also received a letter from the lawyer. Looking at a "chicken" that was beaten bloody in court, they gritted their teeth and accepted the punishment, keeping silent.

A few months later, the assistant of Dr. L. Davis, a well-known expert in cell biology and immunology, received an unnamed package with many postmarks addressed to Dr.He opened the package and examined it. Inside was a very brief piece of experimental data about biological cell research, as well as a small note signed by s.t, with a string of inexplicable numbers attached.

Because of Dr. Davis' reputation in the industry, there are too many "civilian" and neurotic secret researchers sending messy stuff to Dr., claiming to have discovered the seventh secret of the universe or something, and sometimes the letters are mixed I don't know the so-called dangerous things, so sorting packages has always been one of the jobs that assistants and scientific research dogs don't like to do.

"What the hell?" Mr. Assistant, wearing gloves, picked up the small note and glanced at it, then threw it back, and threw the package into the "harmless waste" category. Every week there will be special Cleanup crews come to transport this waste to where it belongs, to make its last vestige of contribution to the planet.

***

Yinbu Village at the southern foot of Baishan Mountain.

Because of a group of wild boar-like "invaders", the simple and simple village was turmoiled in the afternoon.The big men in urban fashion clothes, holding the "clue" slips obtained by the lottery, wandered around the village, breaking into the villagers' homes and rummaging through boxes and cabinets, even pigsty and chicken coops.

They must find a complete set of tribal costumes to put on for themselves within the stipulated one hour, otherwise they will be degraded as "savages", and today they can only rely on a small broken tent donated by the director to sleep in the wild.

Huang Han stared at the little piece of paper he had drawn, looked horizontally and vertically, left and right, but couldn't figure out what kind of shit it was writing on!

What is "Yaya is asleep, its head and bones accompany the tribe every day"?

Without the help of the dog-headed military adviser Ma Zhaojie, he suddenly fell into a dormant period of IQ.

Good thing...

Huang Han stood at the corner of the eaves, looking at Qiu Tonghui, who was studying the clues with his head down, and muttering to himself. Qiu Tonghui, who was passing by in a hurry, laughed, with a treacherous face, God can't die of starvation, blind house sparrow!

"Shh, shhh!"

Qiu Tonghui was stunned when he heard the strange sound, and when he looked up, his eyes suddenly went dark, and Huang Hanxiong's body swooped towards him!He screamed and tried to run, but it was too late, his slender figure was hugged by the yellow bear.

"What do you want to do?!" Under the camera, Qiu Tonghui, a first-line student who has been playing the young master of chic costumes or the hero of urban emotional dramas for many years, is brutally ravaged by yellow bears.

"Oh! Xiao Qiuqiu, don't be so ruthless. Why are we two brothers who have fought together for several periods? How about sharing resources? If you don't agree, I will hug you to death within an hour. The two of you will be savages together!"

Huang Han's bear paw tightly held Xiaoqiuqiu's thin arms and legs, threatening (obscene?) intimidating and flattering, asking for IQ support to go along.

"Pull you down, why do you think I'm the only one cheating?!"

Qiu Tonghui looked like he was dying, and he couldn't break free from the bear's paw, so he could only surrender in despair.

"Hehehe! Isn't it a coincidence that I happened to meet such a nice person like you!" Huang Han hurriedly pinched the man's slender arm with one hand, and took out his own note with the other, filled with righteous indignation, "I don't know where the director came up with the slang words, No one can understand it!"

Qiu Tonghui rolled his eyes at him, and said angrily: "'Yaya' is the name of 'bear' in the mythology of the E people. Its skull... By the way, I passed by a room just now, which seems to be the priest of their tribe. Someone still lives there, facing the gate is a bear's head!"

"It must be there! Let's go!" Huang Han was excited, and ran away with Xiao Qiuqiu in his arms.

"Hey, let me go! I'm going to find my clues."

"Hey, Xiaoqiuqiu, which one of us is with whom, you help me find it, so I have to help you find it too! This is called righteousness, understand?"

"Brother Han, I think you want to see what tribe's clothes I will get, and then decide whether to grab it or not?!"

"Tut! My bosom friend! Let's go together."

The five walkers, some alone, some allied, and some pitiful coercion like Xiao Qiuqiu, took clues from the director's imagination, and finally at dusk an hour later, they all put on the solitary clothes of their own tribe. There are clothes.

Fei Qianlin and Zha Xing relied on their useful brains and strong luck to find the costumes of the Tiger tribe and officially became the chief and priest of the Tiger tribe.Yuan Mengfan and Qiu Tonghui were unlucky, and what they found were the costumes of the pig tribe. These two handsome "wild boars" could only spend the night miserably in a cave in the mountain tonight.

Although Huang Han failed to decipher the clues in the paper, his strong and well-developed limbs allowed him to win the "help" of Xiao Qiuqiu. He was lucky enough to find the costumes of the deer tribe, and he was able to sleep in a small tree house outside the village at night.He originally wanted to play with Lao Fei and his team, but Fei Qianlin was shrewd like a ghost, partnered with the simple and honest Neixiu Zha Xing, and was very wary of Huang Han, a bandit, so he still didn't find him who wanted to steal his identity as a Tiger Clan Opportunity.

Now his deer tribe has only one bare rod, and the bull's eyes are gliding around Fei Qianlin and the others, thinking about how to attract a few people to his tribe.

Several people looked at each other's image and couldn't help laughing.

All floral leather vests, floral leather "little skirts", and a thin leather rope with chicken feathers around their heads, all of them are strangely shaped, especially the images of Huang Han and Zha Xing. Insulting Brother Monkey, saying that the king sent me to patrol the mountains is not far from the monster.

"Dear tribal warriors, please take the totem cards of your tribe. Each totem card also has a hidden mark of your personal logo. Only by wearing a totem card on your body can you prove that you are a member of the tribe. It is very precious and worth— — 20 points! Note that the totem card has magical powers that can leave a tribal mark on a person's skin."

"Amazing?" Huang Han grinned desperately, complaining about the broken lines planned and written, "Isn't it just ink pads!"

The master ignored the heresy's nonsense blasphemy against the "God", smiled and took out a pair of thin leather ropes with totem pendants, and distributed them to the tribe members one by one.

"The initial score of each tribe is 100 points. If the hostile tribe takes the totem card of the tribe member and stamps you with the mark of their tribe, then you will become the prisoner of war of this tribe. In the final settlement, the original tribe will 1 points will be deducted for 5 tribal imprint, 1 points for 20 totem card, and 25 points will be added to the hostile tribe.

Remember, you can only capture prisoners of war if you capture the totem card and imprint the mark at the same time.

For a kind of totem, no matter how many seals are stamped on a certain warrior, the gods will only count one kind of power, which only counts 5 points.If an unlucky member is stamped with several tribes, after the war, the owner of the totem card will determine the ownership of the prisoner.If he is taken back by the tribe he originally belonged to, no points will be deducted for the imprint of the original tribe on his body.

If all the members of a tribe are captured, or the total score of the tribe is less than 0 in the end, then the tribe will be officially extinct and eliminated, and can only participate in the follow-up mission of the God's Ritual as a prisoner of war or a savage, then his personal Points will drop significantly.

do you understand?My warrior walkers. "

Fei Qianlin quickly responded: "That is to say, we must protect our own cards and prevent others from stamping on us, and we can also capture other tribe members as prisoners of war to help us complete the task. So, if a prisoner of war If the totem card is robbed many times, will the tribe he belongs to be deducted 20 points each time? Or will the score be calculated only by the belonging at the end, and the intermediate process will be ignored?"

"Only the final ownership is counted, and there will be no points deducted for several changes in the middle."

"understood."

"Okay, then everyone, please go back to your tribe to rest for the night. Tomorrow morning, the gods will send down his new instructions to guide the people of the tribe on what tasks to complete."

"Hey, hey?! This, that's the end of it? No, I'm talking about point deduction..." Huang Han shouted anxiously with a confused face.

"Ah! There is one more thing I forgot to say." The master smiled mysteriously, and glanced at the forest outside the village, "There is another totem, you must be careful, it comes from wild people wandering in the jungle. Alright, warrior Good night, everyone."

"Ah? What's wrong with the savages? Didn't they say they could be caught? How many savages are there? Where are they hiding—"

The master smiled sweetly, and walked away lightly, ignoring the countless questions of the Yellow Deer Warrior.

There were only 5 warriors from the hostile tribes left looking at each other, and the sky gradually darkened.