Weird Regulator

Late at night, the first branch, room 303.

Lan Yu leaned against the bed and turned up the light of the desk lamp. He was reading a well-known suspense work with relish, holding a pen in his mouth.

When he saw the exciting part, he put down the book and began to do calculations on paper. Just when he calculated the key point, a phone call interrupted his train of thought.

Lan Yu put down the pen very irritably, but after looking at the number, a trace of surprise appeared between his eyebrows. After adjusting himself, he answered the phone.

"There is news that Huangfu Jiajia is dead."

The voice on the other end of the phone was a little old, and the tone was nasal when speaking, as if he was not young.

When Lan Yu heard this, he immediately swept away all his sleepiness, turned over and got up from the bed, and asked back:

"Is the news reliable?"

"The eighth branch is now in chaos. Not only Huangfu Jiajia, but also Chen Jie and Li Mochou were buried together."

Obviously, the person on the other end of the phone had a very accurate grasp of the news in this regard.

Lan Yu suddenly panicked. He didn't even have time to put on his shoes. He ran out of the bedroom barefoot and rushed into the study to take out a notebook from the drawer.

He quickly flipped through the notebook, which was filled with dense annotations, short essays, and some hand-drawn drawings.

His only remaining right hand held a pen and calculated on the calculation paper on the side, muttering:

"The eleventh branch was the first to close down, and the tenth branch changed its manager, which also made it clear that it was abandoned. Now it's the turn of the eighth branch.

Sure enough..."

Lan Yu's expression was extremely excited, and even his palms were shaking. What was even more strange was that every time he wrote a line, he crossed out the line above.

Finally, after using up a whole sheet of calculation paper, there was only one sentence left at the end:

"Ten out of ten are gone, Tianhai is dead!"

After writing these eight words, Lan Yu seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He sat slumped in a chair and looked at the calculation paper, lost in thought for a long time.

"What did you deduce?"

It was not until the man on the other end of the phone asked that he pulled his mind out of his thoughts.

He repeated the eight words with difficulty, his eyes were filled with shock and fear, but there was also a hint of expectation.

The phone fell into a long silence, and the air was filled with an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

It was as if these eight words became eight mountains, making people who saw and heard them feel breathless.

"You really won't make a mistake?"

The man might not want to face this result, or this result was unimaginable to him, so he confirmed it again.

Lan Yu held the calculation paper in his palm, secretly exerted force until wrinkles appeared, and then said in a deep voice:

"I have no sin, but my brain has been strengthened by supernatural power.

My calculation ability, although not as good as Huang Fengjiao's direct divination, is more in line with the law of event development.

Based on the analysis of existing events, I predict its operation law and deduce the corresponding results.

Although there are some discrepancies in probability, the overall possibility of error is not high."

Lan Yu put down the calculation paper and focused his eyes on the thick notebook, flipping through it.

In this notebook, there are all task records of the ten major branches since the end of 2014, and each task is marked.

Some of the special tasks are annotated, and the probability of affecting the final direction of Tianhai is calculated.

In such an absurd place as Tianhai Hotel, there will always be a group of equally absurd people, of course, absurd geniuses.

The three store managers of the first branch are more or less weird. Such as Gu Qingyun who wanted to destroy all branches, and Xu Nan who wanted to die with Gu Xingjian.

Compared with the two, Lan Yu seemed to be the most normal one, but he had a more bizarre "quirk" behind the scenes.

He liked to collect information, all kinds of information, and he would accept them all.

Of course, this could not really be considered a "quirk", because through all kinds of information, he could calculate the development and results of the situation with his brain's analytical ability.

"Ten out of ten survived" is an extreme analysis based on the decline of the ten major branches under the influence of foreign ghost forces.

"Tianhai is dead" is more of a guess than a calculation, and on the basis of the above, it interprets the possibility of why it has fallen to this point.

But the person on the other end of the phone still couldn't believe it.

"You said Tianhai was dying, I can understand, why did you use 'dead'?"

Lan Yu stopped him with one sentence, and said:

"Tianhai is not dead, have you seen Him?"

The reason why he guessed that he was dead was indeed a bold guess by Lan Yu without enough evidence, but he had a piece of evidence - the development of the ten branches was suspected to be tied to Tianhai.

Since the closure of the eleventh branch, Tianhai's influence has been gradually declining, and there are more and more foreign ghost forces and special tasks.

But this is more like a sign of dying, so the main reason why Lan Yu made the guess that he was dead was because of Gu Xingjian.

Gu Xingjian, even for Lan Yu, who holds the information network of the ten branches, is quite mysterious.

However, because he has too much information, he can also analyze a rough outline of Gu Xingjian.

Gu Xingjian's strength lies in layout and strategy, but this alone can never reach this height. His most brilliant lies in the information gap.

If Lan Yu has information about the ten branches, then Gu Xingjian has information about Tianhai.

He must have obtained something from Tianhai, otherwise it would be impossible for a mortal to do this.

It is unreasonable that such a person could live for so long without being eliminated by Tianhai.

Therefore, Lan Yu believed that Tianhai was incapable of eliminating Gu Xingjian, so he deduced the conclusion that "Tianhai is dead".

Of course, he never told these words to outsiders, nor to the person on the other end of the phone.

The result of his calculation for Gu Xingjian was that it was difficult for this person to die.

This late-night call was disconnected unconsciously in silence.

However, Lan Yu had already picked up the pen and compared the task records of each branch to carry out the next round of calculations.

The dim desk lamp in the study room radiated light, but the moon outside the window was moving quickly, drawing an arc in the sky.

Time passed by bit by bit, and the ink on the tip of the pen left more and more traces on the paper, and the sound of turning pages came one after another.

Lan Yu seemed to have forgotten the time, and started brainstorming without sleep and food, until his body trembled and he couldn't even hold the pen, and finally stopped calculating.

He collapsed on the chair tiredly, letting the cold sunlight from the window behind him cast on him. The whole study was lit up, and the desk lamp became dispensable.

From night to day, the piles of waste paper on the floor and the sweat on his face indicated how much brainpower he had spent all night.

What really made him tremble, in addition to physical exhaustion, was the final calculation result.

He calculated which branch would be the next to suffer a catastrophic disaster.

But no matter what, he never thought that the branch with a 70% probability of destruction would be it!

The white sunlight passed through Lan Yu's neck and shoulders, hitting the only white paper on the table, a black "nine" word, which was particularly dazzling.