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"There are your guests." The soft voice of the terminal rang in Liao Jin's ear, "Do you want to switch the screen?"

Professor Liao's office is equipped with a full set of monitoring equipment, which is connected in real time, and anyone who enters will call the police immediately.

Liao Jin was not interested in who came in, and said, "No need."

The terminal replied, "Okay."

Chu Rui waited for Liao Jin for half an hour.

The roses were placed on Liao Jin's table, and the delicate flowers were facing Chu Rui.

He was patient, at least not showing the slightest bit of impatience during this time.

After Liao Jin finished reading all the materials he had sorted out, he said, "Are you leaving?"

In most cases, it is the assistant who enters his office to get the materials. Colleagues and superiors often do not come in after knowing that he is not there.

"No." The terminal said, "He's still there."

If the other party came to him for something, they should wait in the reception room.

Liao Jin switched the screen.

The first thing he saw was not Chu Rui, but the roses on the table.

Because the overall tone of the office is rather dark, and the color of the bouquet of roses is too dazzling, so bright that it hurts people's eyes.

He turned his gaze to Chu Rui who was sitting quietly on the chair as if he was looking at Hua Hua.

Marshal Chu didn't wear a military uniform today, and he looked relaxed and relaxed.

The terminal clearly noticed Professor Liao's up and down emotions, and immediately defended before the other party said: "You didn't make a list for me, and you refused to switch the screen. As an implanted software, I already I did my best."

"Yes." Liao Jin agreed very much.

So this is what it means to stop here?

The terminal has long habitually analyzed Liao Jin's behavior to make a judgment that is most in line with the owner's choice.

This kind of software is completely destroyed after being replaced by the owner, so there are no other samples for reference in the terminal, but through the analysis of human behavior in various materials and the comparison with Liao Jin, he is definitely the most desireless and moody the one.

This terminal doesn't need to be so humanized, not to mention that Liao Jin doesn't need the care of the program, otherwise it will definitely suggest Liao Jin to see a psychiatrist.

Professor Liao sat quietly for a few seconds before standing up.

If the terminal is not mistaken, Liao Jin should have messed with his hair just now?

It does not have the concept of beauty or ugliness, even if it does, its judgment criteria are different from that of humans. From the perspective of the terminal, Liao Jin's facial features can only be regarded as data. Compared with other people, the input is more complicated and more complicated. perfect data.

Therefore, it felt that Liao Jin's attitude was a disrespect for the data itself, even if it was himself.

So he actually started to care about the data now?

The terminal's first reaction is to fear for its own survival.

If Liao Jin becomes abnormal, or Liao Jin dies, its end will only be destroyed.

The terminal was about to add a few more words, but Liao Jin suddenly hummed in a strange tone, and the terminal immediately became quiet.

In the monitoring screen, Chu Rui seems to have found something.

The marshal's face is zoomed in on the frame.

His expression was puzzled and a bit vigilant. Chu Rui seemed to want to confirm something. He stretched out his hand and wiped his fingers from the camera hidden in the texture of the wooden bookshelf.

Chu Rui frowned slightly.

Liao Jin smiled slightly as he watched him from outside the camera.

If the terminal had a body, it would be hairy, because it didn't think that the camera might be discovered by Chu Rui, which is something to be happy about.

Of course, what makes Liao Jin happy may not be his lover's amazing insight, but that he can look at the other person's face up close.

The terminal was stunned by his absurd and reasonable judgment.

Chu Rui sat back.

Liao Jin waited for a while and got up to leave after realizing that the other party had no intention of going to observe the meeting.

Ten minutes later, Professor Liao opened the door of his office.

The astonishment on his face was flawless and unrevealed.

"Why are you here?" Liao Jin asked.

Chu Rui stood up and gave him the flowers, saying, "Come and thank Professor Liao."

"no need thank me?"

"Thank you for making breakfast." Chu Rui joked.

Liao Jin took the rose, nodded slightly and said, "Thank you."

Chu Rui can now be sure of his vision, this kind of brightly colored flowers will only complement the beauty of Professor Liao, and will not make this gentle professor look dull.

What's more, no matter how beautiful the flower is, I'm afraid it can only serve as a foil for the professor in front of him, and it will only pale in comparison with his slightly pale face.

Liao Jin smiled helplessly when he heard the reason for Chu Rui's thanks, and then he seemed to remember something, silent for a moment, and said: "Sorry."

As Chu Rui thought, Liao Jin's expression when he said this was the same as before, but a little wronged, and it was more moving than usual.

If Liao Jin didn't hide something, his grievances are understandable, and if Liao Jin really concealed something, there is no need for him to be wronged.

Unless the reason he feels sad is Chu Rui's distrust, then all the unreasonableness can be explained.

"You don't need to apologize." Chu Rui said sternly: "This is my personal reason, and I am forcing you out of my own selfishness."

"I admit," Liao Jin said, "some things are not shown in the original documents." He still held the flowers in his arms, as if they were some rare treasures, "I don't think so, a few thin The data sums up my life."

"But I hope you can believe that what I'm hiding has nothing to do with what you want." Liao Jin bowed his head, if he wanted, he could kiss this bouquet of roses just by pressing his head down again.

This is vice beauty.he thinks.

Chu Rui even felt that speaking at the moment was a kind of blasphemy against such a scene, but he still spoke, and he said: "Can I listen, for example?"

Liao Jin still didn't look up.

At this moment, the shy professor actually laughed. He said, "For example, some hidden diseases that are not fatal, but have lasted for many years."

For example, the unspeakable secrets that you can't get what you ask for, and what you can't ask for.

Liao Jin suddenly found it funny, so what should I say?

Unless he can be sure that he and Chu Rui have a lifetime, the story is too long, and he can't tell it completely in a very short time anyway.

"If that's the case," Chu Rui stared at him without blinking, and said, "As a professor of biology, I think you should be able to get in touch with many scholars who are quite accomplished in medicine, and you should treat him early." He gave advice from the most reasonable aspects.

"Yes," Liao Jin laughed, "I have tried."

"Don't give up any possibility of treatment," Chu Rui reached out, thought for a while, and patted Liao Jin's shoulder.

Professor Liao couldn't laugh or cry.

"I think everyone should have their own space, even after marriage, don't you think so?" He continued.

Chu Rui is very clear that the so-called hidden disease that Liao Jin said is definitely not something that can be written off lightly, but he also has to admit that what Liao Jin said is correct.

Before he was sure that Liao Jin really caused any substantial harm, all Liao Jin's concealment was only part of his personal rights.

If he is willing to speak, he can open his mouth, but if he does not want to speak, he can naturally keep silent.

"Yes." Chu Rui finally replied.

Liao Jin sat opposite Chu Rui, and the bouquet of roses seemed to be his own part. He smiled a little when he heard Chu Rui's answer.

"Why don't you put it down?" Chu Rui asked, Liao Jin didn't look very comfortable sitting like this.

Liao Jin said, "I don't have a vase."

Chu Rui laughed and said: "I should buy you one before I come over."

Liao Jin finally put the flowers on the window sill, next to the white porcelain flower pot with no flowers but soil.

"I have one more thing."

"what?"

"I'm going back to the station." Chu Rui said lightly.

Now everyone at the upper echelon of the military knows what happened in the east, and the scene is reflected meticulously and accurately by the data monitoring system on the screen in the conference room of the military headquarters.

The situation is critical and the scene is dangerous.

What's more, it is Chu Rui's residence. If he goes back, he will not get much assistance from the military.

Moreover, most of the worst results speculated by the research institute before have obviously been realized-a small part of the infected people have undergone passive self-change, or other external stimulus genes have mutated.

The promising young dean of the institute, who lacked a sense of humor, revised the wording on the report when reporting on his work, "Evolution is more appropriate." He said coldly, as if it was not a big deal, "From the experiment just now It can be seen from the results that each special infected body is evolved through Puben, but the scope is limited to the special body with slightly improved intelligence and physical ability compared with Puben."

Also known as the second-generation infectious body.

The military habitually distinguishes special bodies from ordinary infected bodies, as well as variants of special bodies, based on the degree of evolution.

The previous point of debate was whether mutation or evolution was more appropriate for the changes produced by the infected.

If it is the former, then there will be many variables in restraining the spread of the virus, and no one can be sure. The third generation is the end of the mutation, and there will be no fourth and fifth generations, or even a more perfect one. The third generation of infected people, God.

If people's physical and intellectual abilities can really develop to that level, being called a god is not an exaggerated rhetoric.

But if it is evolution, then it is even more troublesome.

It took human beings thousands of years to climb out of the virgin forests of Africa, and it took countless years to produce civilization.

Even though the speed of human development has been much faster than ever before, human beings have not spent ten years producing intelligence to change physical ability.

The Explorer virus was first discovered ten years ago. Most of the infected people at that time died, and a small part was no different from the ordinary infected people now, just living corpses.

However, after just ten years, the third-generation infected already had a power that most people could not compete with.

Evolution is the scariest thing.

Ten years has reached this point, so, 20 years?What about a hundred years?

Whether the explorer virus is a weapon to destroy the real society and order, or a fruit of wisdom to re-evolve human beings, no one is clear now.

But the hazards and uncertainty created by the Explorer mean that until medicine finds a way to perfectly suppress the side effects, the Explorer virus and the people infected with the Explorer virus will have to stay in the laboratory.

After the evolutionary speculations arose, there was a long silence at the meeting at that time.

It was still the ice-like Dean, who said in a tone that was neither comforting nor frightening: "But at least, the explorer virus was developed by us."

Well, this seems more like a joke.

The image of Vice President Xiao Yuan sitting next to him smiled wryly: "It's not us, Mr. President."

"If we can find out the person who studied the drug back then, this matter may be much easier." Director Ke Ran suggested.

"Then my suggestion is to commit suicide, which can solve many problems. The premise is that the origin of this world is really consciousness rather than matter, and there is an objective existence above human consciousness. This existence really constitutes a paradise Hell," the other spread his hands, "Well, hell, these places, we can use the dead to understand what was going on in their minds at that time to cause us such a big trouble."

Ke Ran said in a bad tone: "So you think it's impossible for us to find the researchers from that year?"

"If you don't mind going to the underground cemetery," he said, "I read that the ashes of all the researchers were buried there at that time. You may be able to find some clues about the events of that year. There may be some How about materials that cannot be burned even at a thousand degrees of high temperature?"

The dean spoke lightly, and said, "My opinion is, keep quiet."

"Compared to this, I think the most serious problem right now is the matter of the Eastern Military Region," said a young woman, with a beautiful face and a serious expression, "The military department hopes that the research institute will send experts to accompany it, and the assistants and other staff have been confirmed. So, who can go?"

"The situation on the scene may be much worse than what we saw." The dean added.

"It's a bit troublesome at the scene," Chu Rui said indifferently, his tone didn't seem to be saying that it was a bit troublesome, but he seemed to be asking Liao Jin what they plan to eat tonight, "I shouldn't be there for a very short time. "

Liao Jin seemed to know the news. He opened his eyes slightly and looked at Chu Rui for a few seconds, as if he was waiting for the other party to smile and say that this was just a joke. You are too easy to deceive, but Chu Rui did not. He looked at Liao Jin Jin's surprised expression, but repeated it again, said: "Professor Liao, I'm going back to the station."

It took a while for Liao Jin to find his own voice, he said: "But, is this too hasty?"

Chu Rui nodded.

"The troublesome thing you said refers to the explorer virus," Liao Jin guessed, "I'm not wrong."

"Yes." Chu Rui did not deny it.

"In other words, you came to say goodbye?" The wrapping paper of the flowers made a rattling sound because of Liao Jin's actions.

Chu Rui nodded and said: "Yes."

Liao Jin's eyes fell on those beautiful flowers. He seemed to be waiting for Chu Rui to say something, but Chu Rui didn't say a single unnecessary word.

These flowers are very beautiful.

They were all freshly picked, fresh and tender like the faces of young girls.

However, Liao Jin didn't save the past experience, all he could do was put them in the most conspicuous place and admire them.

The flowers then wither and peel off in pieces after all the nutrients are exhausted.

At that time, all he needed was to let the cleaning robot clean it.

Liao Jin looked away.

"Also," Chu Rui said, "What do you think of your current working environment?"

Liao Jin eased his solemn expression, and said softly: "Not bad."

"Do you plan to change?"

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