All the stars know that I am beautiful as a flower

24.

No. 102, Weite Road, District 4, West Asia Star, in front of the Military Commission Office.

The scanning rays passed over the man's eyebrows and eyes, and the display screen showed a standard Asian face, with a narrow face and a straight face, and there was almost no depression at the junction of the brow bone and the bridge of the nose. The man's lips were tightly pursed, and he held a briefcase in one hand Hold the ear pulse with one hand, nod to the guard, and walk out the door:

"Let you stare at the high-level members of the Federation's military department. Why, what big moves are they going to make? Have you been too quiet recently?"

"No. There have been internal announcements saying that they will stick to the 'self-purification plan'. After the hard-working people headed by Major General Reinhard were transferred to the local area last time, Lord and others officially took power. They should still be busy now Anne."

"it is good."

"However, there is one piece of news worth noting, Lieutenant General Rains." The secretary's voice paused, "The source of the news is still being verified. That is, there are rumors in the middle of the Federation that Lord's younger brother in the legal sense—that is, the Federation Major General Reinhard of the Air Force is involved in a scandal, and the Fleischer family headed by Jesse Fleischer is targeting them, so Lord seems to intend to go down to the Swabian star himself to stand for his brother - also To strengthen his own political position."

"This is impossible. The relationship between Lord and Reinhard has reached an irreparable level since Lord came to power and sent down a group of relatives who threatened him under the pretext of 'self-purification plan'. Lord's poll results were not high, and he was anxious to disassociate himself from Reinhard. How could he go to the platform because of the scandal? He really went to trample Reinhard to death."

"Yes, sir," answered the secretary.

"Has the protagonist of the 'Island Independence' scandal been investigated?" Reigns got into the car and asked.

"It's sure, it's Garin." The secretary said, "The Federation deliberately concealed it, and we have no way of knowing the specifics of the incident for the time being. But the agents who were among the refugees who entered the Federation last time got the information, and they detained the famous 'Island Independence' One is Oates, and the other is Galen."

"Three years." Reigns lit a cigarette, raised his head and exhaled lightly.

The secretary said nothing.

The rain was getting heavier, and streams of rainwater trickled down the car windows.

It has been three full years, and when he exhales smoke, he still feels a dull pain in his left chest. The bullet that pierced his chest was stained with bloody and violent determination, and smashed his two ribs and lung lobes on the spot. As he passed through the wall of the ventricle, the sudden pain of collapse brought out a torrent of resentment and resentment, he said——

"Fire!"

Raines closed his eyes.

His field of vision was distorted by the front window washed by the torrential rain, and instantly became blurred, just like the young man standing in front of the spaceship's hatch at the moment of chaos.Splashing artillery fire shot up into the sky, gunpowder smoke filled everyone's sight, and the young man's unusually cold and handsome face revealed a shocking ruthlessness.

"Sir," the secretary's professional voice rang in his ears, pulling him back from his memory, "The commander-in-chief, please return to St. Historic Church tonight, he has something to tell you."

"Why?" Reigns came to his senses and sat up straight. "Does he still think that the poll results are not low enough? Before the end of this election, we'd better avoid suspicion."

"It's about Jialin." The voice in the ear has changed at some point, and the slightly vicissitudes of the male voice continued, "Your father, Mr. Uranus said that he misses his child very much. And... Godson."

"I hope to reminisce about the past with you."

The on-board AI system automatically turned on the wiper function. The street ahead was empty, and the world turned gray and green. Reigns hesitated for a while in silence, and then entered the address of the church on the bracelet he was wearing.

What Galin said was right, from the moment Rein came out of the Office of Supervision, he had to help him with this matter.

No matter how Reinhard himself distanced himself from Galin in front of the investigation team, their every move in school would be watched by others. If Galin was caught and exiled, it would be impossible for Reinhard to escape unscathed .

——After all, the fact that Garin is an "Omega", if Rein has been in close contact with him for several months but has not discovered it, is not convincing.

When Rein left Garin, he grabbed a piece of hair that fell on his shoulder and took it to his palm. Afterwards, he avoided the Special Investigation Bureau and asked his confidant for a genetic test.

Rein was actually a little surprised when he got Galin's genetic report for the first time.

Surprised that Galin's alpha sex-determining gene ratio was higher than he expected.

Regarding the scientific method of genetic identification by sex genetic identification, the detailed judgment model is very professional and complex. Most people have three sex-determining genomes, but the expression levels are different. For ordinary people, roughly look at the ratio and phenotype of sex-determining genes. Gender can be determined initially.

Galin has 63.5% alpha gene ratio, full expression of Omega gene, and partial expression of beta gene.

This is a physiological data that is difficult to define, because most people have a certain gene sequence with the largest proportion and the highest expression level, but Galin is not the case at all.

Almost all of his 63.5% alpha genes are not expressed, while the pitiful Omega accounts for the absolute majority of the expression!

Rein called the biologists in his team and talked about this question cryptically, but the genetic scientist gave a very vague answer. He said: "You think there are only three types of gender: 'alpha', 'beta' and 'Omega' But in fact, even from the perspective of life science, nature has never been like this. In a sense, the "three colors" are social concepts developed from the simple understanding of ourselves at the beginning of human birth. not all."

Rein reflected on these words for a few days, and felt that bringing this "pioneering", "left|leaning" and "wrong theory that was destroyed 20 years ago" to the hearing meant that Garin was actually not counted as either gender—— Those old scholars and politicians would never pay attention to it, so they found someone else to make another preparation.

Mid-November, Azberdeen Memorial Lecture Hall.

The climate of Swabia is dry and cold in winter, and the temperature in the morning in early winter has dropped below zero. The vegetation around the lecture hall is covered with a thick layer of frost. Galin was pushed from the car by the soldiers, and the cold air penetrated into his collar. He shivered slightly from the cold.

Most of the seats in the 2000-seat conference hall were filled, and the seats for the jury were still vacant. Most of the seats in the venue were students who came to listen and watch the excitement. Mainly uniforms, with occasional streaks of dark green and white.

The natural light in the morning came in from the large glass windows, and the venue for thousands of people was silent, as if it was an extremely solemn occasion.

Garin walked into the glass enclosure in the middle of the venue, and a light hit it. For more than ten days, he had forgotten the temperature of natural light. The lights in the interrogation room were all cold and harsh. The first to break down mentally.

Galin stretched out his hand, lowered his eyelashes, and twirled his fingers in the light.

——This picture happened to fall into Rhine's eyes.

He had just walked upstairs from the south gate of the venue to the jury seat, and when he raised his eyes before taking his seat, he saw Jialin standing in the white light downstairs.

He was wearing a snow-white jumpsuit without a belt, buttoned to the neckline, which was issued by the Special Bureau to prevent suspects from committing suicide, and also had their secret equipment sealed inside.The clothes were thin but wide, and Galin's waist drew a strange and graceful arc inside, leaning forward against the guardrail.

His whole body was blindingly white, the wrist and neck protruding from the sleeve seemed to be glowing, and even the pitch-black hair showed a layer of smooth amber under the light.

This is really strange, Rein has not seen such a person with different appearances for many years. He looks clean at first glance like a young man who knows nothing about the world, and his appearance of playing with the sun is as innocent as if he has never seen light.

As if sensing his gaze, Jialin turned his head and raised his face, narrowing his eyes slightly as if he couldn't see clearly.

Lein didn't respond to him, he pulled out his chair and sat down.

Half an hour later, all the members of the jury entered the arena. Some of these people were tenured professors from the military academy, and the other part were administrative leaders. After these people and the referee entered their seats one by one, a notification came from outside the hall.

Lord von Nuremberg, vice chairman of the Central Military Commission and one of the chief leaders of the "Self-purification Project", has arrived!

The audience stood up and took off their hats to pay tribute. Rein then stood up, and Garin turned his head——

The front door was wide open, and a glaring white light came towards him. It was falling on Jialin who was in front of the main door. Soldiers on both sides cleared the way, and a figure in a dark blue long trench coat appeared outside the door. The tall man seemed to be under pressure. , the whole scene froze from the moment he stepped into the hall.

Lord took off his windbreaker, and a pair of eyes very similar to Lein glanced at the upper right of the venue.

The looks of him and Reinhard are not very similar on the whole. The outline of Lord's face is gentler than that of Reinhard, his skin is slightly pale, there are nasolabial folds at the corners of his mouth that show signs of time, and his blond hair is combed back properly. Seemingly more approachable than Laing, he greeted the crowd with a kindness and closeness that penetrated into the marrow.

This is a very standard executive leader, and he was able to hold a major national position at such a relatively young age with overwhelming votes, which is not unrelated to this image creation.

Of course, that's just for his voters.

Rein met Lord's gaze and pursed his lips slightly.

What Galin is implying is correct.

Although neither Fleischer nor nephew had any brains, Jesse was smarter than Frenson after all.He wouldn't make things difficult for Garin just because Frunsen got tripped up and made a demerit in Naluo Shizi's resume.Such serious crimes as treason and espionage are only suitable for big shots who cannot be easily shaken.

Like Reinhard.

Lord began to shake hands with the members of the Special Bureau and sat down, and Laing finally took his attention away from Galin.

He's still too naive and insensitive in some of the fights, and Galin's been aware of that from the start.

... He seems to be born with an indescribably keen intuition for conspiracy and the human heart, and the kind of ruthlessness engraved in the bones cannot be erased. Rein misunderstood him from the very beginning. In fact, Galin is like a A deadly poppy, no matter whether it is cared for or violently filed, he will only follow his nature and grow for himself.

The target of this hearing was not Garin from the very beginning. Whether he was suspected of espionage or forged his identity to enter the military academy, the power of the Special Investigation Bureau means that they can make an ordinary person under suspicion disappear at any time. We don't need to toss such an unknown junior with much fanfare.

The reason why Galin is standing at the center of this 2000-seat venue is not because of himself, but because of the people behind him——Reinhard behind him.

The author has something to say:

I can't remember how many forced lyrical hands... I think I should learn to learn long-form narratives, and the protagonist will never end.

The scientific part of this article is purely forced and reasonable, thank you for reading this