Not cold [Interstellar]

In the secret meeting room of the Central Holy See, beside the jade-white round table and on the velvet chairs, two bishops of Creationism, one fat and one thin, were sitting in Chinese clothes, and they were talking.

"The successor commander of the Second Army Corps, after the results of the military department, it is basically certain that it is Zhong Yue."

"What's the background of this Zhong Yue?"

"Civilian background, from a remote mine planet, should have no special political bias. Atheists, for the time being, have nothing to do with the T Party, and are a neutral general."

"Well, it's time for the Holy See to get in touch with him..."

The door of the conference room opened, and the Pope walked in, followed by Ke Wei.

Ke Wei didn't wear a mask today, when the other two bishops saw him, they said, "My lord, Bishop Tans."

The Pope took his seat and motioned for Ke Wei to sit directly on his right.

Ke Wei didn't refuse, and sat down calmly. The two bishops looked at each other, and they both felt different meanings in this move.

The Pope said flatly: "The official bishop appointment by Christine will be issued in the autumn, and the Galactic Empire will be notified at that time. In the past few months, she can come over and learn from you for a while."

The fat bishop said: "Kristen is devout and kind, diligent and self-denying, and will surely spread the glory of the Creator God everywhere."

The Pope coughed violently for a while, and after a while, he said with great effort: "I am not feeling well today. Bishop Tans is back and will handle part of the affairs for me."

It was no secret that the Pope favored Bishop Tans a few years ago.This time, the Pope's serious illness was so severe that he personally recalled Bishop Tans, whom no one had seen for many years, and directly entrusted him with important tasks from the Holy See.

The Pope's physical condition was even worse than it looked. He actually chose to delegate power and gradually transferred his power to Bishop Tans.

Ke Wei sat at the table, but he was thinking about the conversation he had with Zhong Yue a few days ago.

Regarding the six 170 bills, Zhong Yue wasted ten years.

"I didn't do it."

Ke Wei's expression was unprecedentedly serious, and he said to Zhong Yue word by word: "When I returned to the Central Holy See, I wanted to ask the Pope for a solution to avoid civil war and a peaceful solution, but I didn't expect him to restrict my actions. Force me to sleep for ten years."

"When I woke up, I saw the report of your marriage. I was too confused at that time, and I didn't have time to think about it. I was in a hurry to ask you out. I didn't think carefully."

Zhong Yue didn't speak, his heart sank straight: "I can't produce any evidence...do you believe me?"

Zhong Yue pondered for a long time, he didn't answer this question directly, but said: "During those ten years, why would I want to believe that it was you? I found someone to compare the results of DNA seven times in different time periods, it is true It's you, there's nothing wrong with it."

"...It's not me." Ke Wei's face turned pale, and he repeated an explanation that sounded weak to himself.

Zhong Yue asked back: "Your memory, can you guarantee that no one has tampered with it? For example, hypnosis or memory surgery?"

"There is no hypnotist who can hypnotize me for ten years while ensuring that my personal consciousness will not have any chance to wake up. As long as I wake up for a moment, I will definitely have memories, so I have never been hypnotized." Ke Wei's face was pale. Explaining: "Memory surgery... As far as I know, the Pope of the previous life did not have this technology."

Zhong Yue just asked him in a deep voice: "How much do you know the Pope?"

Ke Wei was destined not to be able to answer this question. After a long time, he said in a daze: "No matter how much the person you see... resembles me, it's not me."

Zhong Yue finally softened his heart and accepted the explanation: "Okay, I believe you."

"Bishop Tans?" The fat bishop's doubtful voice sounded.

Ke Wei suddenly came back to his senses, he sneaked away at the meeting, and he didn't even know what they were discussing just now.

The pope rarely frowned at Ke Wei's laxity, and the aged and thin bishop rolled his eyes, and took the initiative to relieve the siege, "As for the plan of the Holy See to send someone to contact Zhong Yue, Bishop Tan Si, what do you think?"

Ke Wei got into the mood instantly: "Zhong Yue has emerged as a sudden force in the past few years. Except for these few pieces of information from the Interstellar Account Bureau, we actually don't know about this person, so I agree to send a reliable person from the Holy See to spy on Zhong Yue. Yue, look at his true character and position."

This coincides with the results of the previous discussion of the fat and thin bishop.

"However, this past candidate must be carefully selected. It is necessary to ensure that after the identity is disclosed, the gap between the Holy See and this Zhong Yue will be avoided."

"Bishop Tansi said that, maybe he already has a suitable candidate in his heart?"

The two bishops smiled and handed over this tricky task to Ke Wei.

But this is exactly what Ke Wei meant. Ke Wei smiled and said: "There is a candidate, I don't know if it is suitable, but I can say it, let the Pope, and the bishops consider..."

He turned to the Pope, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "I would like to recommend myself."

The pope narrowed his eyes and looked at Ke Wei again.

"Before I was in the army, I met Zhong Yue a few times. Now I am studying at the Imperial Higher Military Academy. Zhong Yue will be a visiting professor at the school next semester. I will find a way to get in touch with him as a student. .”

Bishop Tans was indeed a good candidate. The two bishops praised him casually and wanted to hand over the matter directly to him, but the Pope hadn't seen him speak for a long time.

The Pope did not speak, and Ke Wei looked at him with no emotion in his eyes.

There was a knock on the door of the academy star's dormitory.

Xuan Mian, who was the only one at home, was awake. He looked in the mirror with joy to make sure that he was well-dressed, and then opened the door, but was a little disappointed to find that the subordinates of Yue Lais stood outside the door.

"This is what Dr. Xuan sent."

Xuan Mian was taken aback: "When did I deliver the things?"

When he checked it, he found that it was a package from another Dr. Xuan—his own mother, and it was signed by General Zhong himself.

It wasn't for himself, Xuan Mian hadn't taken it apart, he was a little curious, and wanted to have a video chat with his mother to ask what it was, when Zhong Yue's chat message arrived on his personal terminal first.

Zhong Yue didn't know where he was, but he carried a rescued dying Matthew in his hand and threw it into the medical recovery cabin.Then he said concisely to Xuan Mian: "Have you received the item?"

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"Another piece of metal, the specific origin, you can ask your mother. This thing is related to the Holy See, you..."

Zhong Yue hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Put it away, don't let Ke Wei know."

Xuan Mian opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Is Ke Wei at home?"

"He went out in the morning, and when I got up, he was gone, but he said he would be back by night."

Zhong Yue seemed to have no extra time to continue explaining to Xuan Mian, he hung up the communication in a hurry and rushed to Capital Star.