We are all reborn, who will be your control group?

What was surprising was that Professor Tu felt guilty the moment he saw her appear.

"Why is it wrong? But in its current state it has no research value." Professor Tu pointed at the double-sided glass with his hand, a trace of grievance on his face.

The older woman was not affected by her at all, and smiled gently: "The comrade who came over told you that the project has not even started. He was just asking if you were willing to join. He didn't even finish his words. You asked where he was and then ran away. Now you blame him for not providing research value. Isn't it a bit too much?"

The elder sister was like a gentle knife, cutting off Professor Tu's hot temper: "I am anxious to do research. The government provides us with good food and drink. You can see how comfortable life is in this base. I haven't made any achievements yet..."

Professor Tu probably often relaxed like this in front of the elder sister, and he said a lot without realizing it.

Then she suddenly looked around alertly, and everyone was busy at their posts.

Wen Qin and Jie Mingxia standing there motionless seemed very awkward.

"Who are you two? What are you doing here?" Professor Tu asked Wen Qin and Jie Mingxia seriously. Even with her serious look, anyone could tell that she was deliberately trying to divert attention.

The image of a serious and respected old professor when he first appeared quickly collapsed in front of Wen Qin. An old child, an old child, such an old child. This was the first time Wen Qin had seen such a child.

"I'm Xie Mingxia, the person in charge of this office." Xie Mingxia said briefly.

Wen Qin suddenly had a childish look in her eyes: "I am Xie Mingxia's wife."

Not only Professor Tu, but also the intellectual elder sister cast a puzzled look at her.

Professor Tu didn't say anything to Wen Qin, but turned to Secretary Liang and said, "Isn't this the most confidential place? How can family members come in and out here? Aren't family members supposed to be in the logistics department?"

Secretary Liang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and glared at Wen Qin fiercely: "Professor Tu, you misunderstood. This is Comrade Wen Qin, a top researcher in the computer group. He is also a member of this special task force. It just happens that he and Comrade Jie Mingxia are husband and wife."

The special researcher is a special position in the base, with one or two assigned to each research group. In name, their status is even higher than that of the team leader and they enjoy special allowances, but they do not participate in administrative management.

For example, Professor Tu himself is a top researcher in their group.

Hearing this, she looked at Wen Qin with some surprise.

Although she heard that the computer group was the youngest group in the entire base, she knew that Lao Zhao, a domestic leader in this field, was also in it. As a result, the top researcher was actually this girl in her 20s.

"Are you Lao Zhao's proud last disciple?" Professor Tu suddenly asked.

Wen Qin was a little embarrassed: "Yes, does Professor Tu also know my teacher?"

Professor Tu snorted coldly: "You are quite miserable, having such a teacher."

After saying this, she disappeared as quickly as she had arrived.

The eldest sister who caught up with them nodded at everyone and said, "Professor Tu is a little willful, please bear with me."

Then he said goodbye to Secretary Liang and followed him away.

Secretary Liang also said to Wen Qin somewhat helplessly: "Relatively speaking, you are a teacher, so it shouldn't be that difficult to deal with, right?"

Wen Qin almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

"Professor Tu, very friendly."

"In fact, most of the old professors in the base are similar to Professor Tu. In the eyes of many people, they even seem a little willful." Secretary Liang seemed to be inspired, "But their sincere hearts for the country are unmatched by anyone."

Secretary Liang turned to Wen Qin and his tone returned to seriousness: "So there is a thank you that I have never said to you. Thank you for being willing to hand over that treasure to the country so that these professors can shine again and be willful again."

Wen Qin blushed a little at Secretary Liang's serious statement: "No, in fact, I was unconscious when I decided to hand it in..."

Secretary Liang smiled and said, "It's not the heart that counts. Without your subsequent cooperation and guidance, this base would not have been built. You and your wife should both be thanked."

Secretary Liang laughed after he finished speaking: "It seems a bit inappropriate to say this on this occasion. But we don't have much chance to meet each other normally. No matter what the so-called world in the book is like, at least in my opinion, this land under my feet is my hometown. Let the people of this land live a better life. This is the cause I have fought for all my life. She wants to erase the meaning of our existence with one sentence, which is absolutely not allowed. No one's life can be called a passerby."

Secretary Liang looked at Cong Qingqing who was sleeping inside, and there was murderous intent in his eyes that even Wen Qin could see.

Exploring the origin of the world is the curiosity of every human being. Some people may suffer a mental breakdown after knowing some so-called "truths".

But some will not, they will only move more firmly in the direction of their choice.

Wenqin is once again grateful for meeting so many lovely people in this era.

At this time, it is not just the lack of materials and backward economy, but more of this vigorous spirit and the unswerving belief in following one's own path.

And those who are lacking and backward are slowly changing in their hands.

Wen Qin seemed to believe even more firmly that if this was really a book, she must be the protagonist.

She wanted to be the protagonist who helped these lovely people fulfill their wishes.

When Qingqing woke up, the room had been renovated.

Everything that could potentially cause a suicide situation has been taken away.

She moved from sitting to lying down, but the handcuffs on her hands and feet were not removed.

The speakers that had been playing passionate and uplifting music had long since stopped and the chairs had been moved away.

Obviously, there has been a certain change in attitude towards her.

Interrogation no longer seemed to be a goal.

Qingqing became a little frightened, and various images of scientific research kept flashing through her mind, such as blood drawing, slicing, and autopsy.

In fact, she didn't remember what she said at all. In that state of extreme sleepiness and fatigue, many of her actions were just subconscious.

Just like some people lose their memory after drinking too much.

She was now unsure what she had said that she shouldn't have.

So they're going to use me as a guinea pig for their experiment?

I saw that I was already wearing white pajamas.

An expression of horror appeared on Qingqing's face.