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When the words fell, the person in front of him shook violently as if he had received some heavy blow. Xiaopang blinked and was shocked by his extremely ugly face at that moment—for a moment he almost thought it was The end of the world has come, and it will cause such a big emotional fluctuation in the people in front of him.

In his memory, Le Fushen was always lazily looking indifferent to anything other than bow and arrow shooting, and sometimes acted cold and stinky, not to mention international news, he even seldom He will become interested in things around him, and he will always look like he has no love in his life...

In general, Fushen is not a likable person to his peers—just like in Xiaopang’s point of view, he and Fushen are not even the most basic "friends"... If It wasn't this time that he was sent abroad as an exchange student because of his outstanding training results. He might not have spoken more than ten words to him until he graduated.

But this time Fushen's uncharacteristic performance really startled him, the previous shock in his heart about the explosive news caused by the researchers of the Celestial Dynasty had been replaced by other emotions—so, before the slender boy fell completely , Xiaopang stretched out his hand to support him, lowered his head, and looked at the boy's face with real concern for the first time: "Hey, God, are you okay?"

As soon as the words fell, he felt his fat hand on the opponent's shoulder being clasped backhand, and the cold temperature coming from the opponent's palm was slightly taken aback by the cold temperature coming from the opponent's palm. The supporter said in a very small, slightly trembling voice, "He's lying..."

That voice sounded full of disbelief and grievance, as if the speaker... would cry without warning in the next second.

"What?" Xiaopang couldn't help but put his ear closer to the boy, "Who's lying?"

The other party did not answer.

At this moment, he felt that the force on his wrist disappeared - the sweaty hand left his wrist, and the body that was half leaning on him also left, and the strange depressive emotions around him suddenly disappeared. The son disappeared without a trace.

Xiaopang raised his head in confusion to look at Fushen, and found that the latter had no trace of emotion on his face at this moment, and his dry but bright eyes did not show signs of crying—if it wasn't for the wet touch in the palm of his hand that still remained. On his wrist, Xiaopang almost suspected that what happened just now was just his hallucination.

"Show me what the news says."

Mobai's voice was even and steady, blocking his emotions tightly. He stretched out his hand and asked the little fat man in front of him for his mobile phone. Fortunately, the latter ignored his subconscious gaffe, why did he ask him for such a subconscious behavior? Immediately handing over the phone obediently, Mo Bai took the phone, turned on the screen and pulled it down, then his fingertips stopped suddenly when he saw a certain picture, and his dark pupils shrank due to the shock: the one who caught his eyes was a young A photo of an Asian researcher, wearing a neat white coat without any wrinkles, looking at the camera indifferently.

——This is the work photo of Dr. Chu Mobai on the ID card when he entered and exited the institute, although he never imagined that this photo would be used for this purpose when he took this photo——

Announcing his "crime" to the world?

Mo Bai almost sneered.

"Hey, God," Xiaopang leaned over and asked, "I didn't realize it until I looked carefully, but now I look at it and find that this blamed guy looks just like you... Whether it's facial features or demeanor—"

"is it?"

"Wow, no wonder you were so emotional just now, this guy can't be your relative—" Xiaopang looked shocked.

"No." Mo Bai said lightly, "But I know this person."

In the previous life.

I skipped the photo with a swipe of my finger, and wanted to read the news content, but my attention was unexpectedly attracted by other photos besides his "big photo" in the news photo - in the photo his ex The lover and his student walked out of the ruins with each other's support. Both of them looked terrified and exhausted, like a pair of desperate mandarin ducks. escaped survivors.

After this group of photos, there was not much textual description, but a video was directly played-about the "survivor" himself's personal description of this incident.

Mo Bai clicked on the video.

[To be honest, everyone in the research institute knows that Chu Mobai and I have been lovers for many years—so I am also responsible for this tragedy.] In the video, the man’s face is covered with dust. There are fine wounds, his eyes are tired, and his voice is hoarse, which seems to be extremely depressed and sad, 【For so many days near the end of the experiment, his emotions have been very tense, even sharp enough to be difficult to get along with - there have been many times between us Arguing, but I didn't expect that something would happen to him in the end...]

[I was busy working at the base all night in the early hours of yesterday, and I was helped by Elder, my mutual student with Mo Bai. I did not expect that Mo Bai would suddenly break into the base and forcefully accuse my Elder of having an improper relationship ...]

[During the debate, Mo Bai ignored the dissuasion of me and Elder and injected the undeveloped medicine into the petri dish. The environment in the petri dish collapsed, causing an irreversible tragedy in the entire base...]

[Chu Mobai?He himself was the closest to the petri dish, he was directly crushed under the debris and died on the spot - I didn't have time to save him...]

[If he is still alive, he will definitely feel guilty for what happened now. Anyone who knows him knows how much he loves his work, so I believe that all crazy behaviors are just a thought..."

At the end, the man in the video began to cry, and Elder, who stood behind him without saying a word, flashed his eyes and stretched out his hand to him——

Then Mo Bai directly turned off the video.

If it was said that the anger in his chest was like an inflated balloon that was about to burst, then now, that balloon has been forcibly pierced by a needle, and it has completely wilted——

Originally thought Wang Chaodong was shameless.

Now it seems that this person has no lower limit, and is not even worthy of being called a personality.

Such a person becomes unworthy even to be angry about it.

——Choose to turn all right and wrong to shirk responsibility at the first time when the incident happened. He didn't have time to repent for his actions, and he couldn't learn to mourn the death of his lover for many years. He chose personal interests without hesitation!It doesn't even matter that the national honor is likely to be seriously damaged!

...Ah, in the final analysis, such people do exist.

For them, the word "country" is too distant and misty, far less real than the 300 dollars in the meal card.

Thinking of this, Chu Mobai even began to think about whether there was something wrong with him: Otherwise, in the past ten years, why was he blind and never saw the true essence of this person so close to him?

Mo Bai was silent because he fell into calm contemplation, but the little fat man next to his ear couldn't stop talking——

"Hey, why did you turn off the video, I still want to watch it--that man just now looked stupid and funny when he was about to cry or not! Also, God, don't you think the whole video is disgusting? Who is this person crying for? He somehow put all the responsibility on his dead lover. Could it be that he was out of the sky when the incident happened?... God, when you talk, can it be that only Am I alone in thinking so?"

"...You have a lot of opinions." Mo Bai muttered and stuffed the phone back into the fat man's hand.

"What I really complain about is that he can keep his mouth shut and don't say anything if he can't do it, but all the mistakes he made in this video have been blamed on us Tianchao people!" Xiaopang snorted and put away the phone, "As far as he talks a lot—it's really hard to doubt that he said this out of personal interests. After all, only he and that Yankee were there at the time. Now that Chu Mobai is dead and there is no evidence for his death, of course he can do whatever he wants. What did you say……"

Mo Bai smiled faintly, thinking to himself, yes, it is almost close to the truth—those who are being led to public opinion have not even a high school student to understand.

"God, what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, I just think what you said is right." Mo Bai said, people who believe what Wang...that man said are really stupid. "

Because the class has already been skipped, returning to the classroom will only increase troubles, so the two simply ran to the empty shooting club training ground under the leadership of Xiaopang. On the way, Mo Bai sorted out his thoughts and found There was so much to wipe his ass after things broke out all of a sudden - he didn't even have time to be angry that he was framed and slandered.

Everything has to be solved step by step.

As a high school student, Mo Bai couldn't let go and deal with it at this time, and he was not going to act recklessly with negative emotions of anger or humiliation, so after thinking twice, he chose to take out his mobile phone and dialed himself The number at home in China: After so many things happened, Chu Mobai has almost become synonymous with thousands of people, so in this case he needs to confirm his mother's safety and emotions.

After a few rings, the phone was connected.

It's just that a strange middle-aged male voice rang on the phone.

Hearing this voice, Mo Bai realized something, and his heart sank fiercely. After the hand hanging on the side of his body unconsciously clenched into a fist, he stuffed it back into the pocket of his coat. When he spoke, he paid extra attention. Speak directly to the other side in proficient English——

"Hi, hello, is this the Chu family? May I ask if Mrs. Chu is at home? I have something to convey to her personally. Could you..."

There was some noise from the phone, and Mo Bai felt that the person on the other side probably took the phone away, and then he heard that the person on the other end seemed to be talking to someone else.Some vague voices came: "Damn it's foreigners again, are these foreigners annoying? I can't understand a single sentence and answer this call for a day, and I almost listened to all the languages ​​in the world - this time it's English, Xiaocheng, come over to listen to the phone, and tell him that the Chu family is now under the control of our country's intelligence agency, and they will not accept interviews or investigations of the nature of unofficial documents, let them go!"

Mo Bai: "..."

A few seconds later, the phone was probably picked up by another person—a slightly younger and less irritable voice rang out, translating the words of the middle-aged man just now in a polite and polite version in English, Mo Bai After answering one by one, I finally asked worriedly: "I am not a reporter, but a student that Mr. Chu has been sponsoring. The reason why I called is just to ask, is Mrs. Chu in a good mood now?"

"To be honest, it's not very good," the young man replied very politely, "but don't worry, our country has perfect measures to deal with this situation. Apart from the uncontrollable personal emotions, we will guarantee the personal safety of Mrs. Chu -"

"Well," Mo Bai held the phone, and couldn't help nodding seriously, "That's good."

Seeing that Mo Bai was really not a media person who came here to insinuate, he seemed relieved and asked casually, "Student, what's your name?"

"..."

Mo Bai fell into silence for a few seconds.

Then, he heard his calm voice resounding in the empty bow and arrow training ground, and he replied in Chinese: "My name is... Le Fushen."

"Please remember this name, because I will provide important information to the country one after another. Before that, if possible, please tell Mrs. Chu, please tell her..."

"Just like what she must firmly believe at this moment, Chu Mobai is not a sinner. Before the dust settles, the truth will eventually come to light."