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- This feeling was worse, more unbearable, and stinging. This is guilt, uncontrollable, endless guilt. Momo knew that it was she who persuaded her father to create this sample. He agreed against his will and was killed for it.
0.25 grams
Like any other technology, such as fire, gunpowder, and internal combustion engines, negative matter can kill people once it is mastered by bad people. Very deadly. Negative matter is an extremely destructive weapon, powerful and irresistible. Once the memory is taken away from the charging station in the institute, the countdown will inevitably begin, like a fast train that cannot be stopped.
When the time comes
A bright, harsh light, a deafening sound. Everything automatically burns to ashes. White light flashed leaving only an empty pit, a huge pit.
Thinking of her father's outstanding talent being used as a tool to destroy the world, Momo seemed to feel sick. Negative matter is an absolutely terrifying weapon. It has no metal parts, so metal detectors can't do anything about it; it has no chemical signature, and the sensitive noses of hounds are useless; there is no fuse, even if experts can find its location, they can't remove it. And the countdown has begun
Zhiqiu didn¡¯t know what else to do. He took out his handkerchief and covered Yang Fuchuan's eyes on the floor. At this moment, Momo stood at the door of the empty storage room, with pain and terror on his face. Zhiqiu walked towards her involuntarily again, but was stopped by Chen Luoyu.
"Zhiqiu?" Chen Luoyu had no expression on his face. He motioned Zhiqiu to go away, and Zhiqiu reluctantly obeyed, leaving Momo aside. "You are an expert," Chen Luoyu whispered nervously, "I want to know what the bastard sent by the cheating father is going to do with the negative matter."
Zhiqiu tried his best to concentrate. Even though everything around him is almost ridiculous. His first reaction was still very rational. Chen Luoyu is still making assumptions, completely wrong assumptions. "Chen Luoyu. I firmly believe that the cheating sect has become extinct. There must be someone else who stole the negative matter. For example, perhaps an official within the institute found out about Yang Fujian's major technological breakthrough and believed that this project It¡¯s too dangerous to continue.¡±
Chen Luoyu looked stunned. "Zhiqiu, do you think this was a crime committed out of righteousness? It's ridiculous. No matter who killed Yang Fuchuan, there was only one thing they wanted, which was the negative matter sample. There is no doubt that they It was planned for a long time.¡±
¡°You are referring to terrorist activities.¡±
"This is obvious."
¡°But the Cheating Faction is definitely not a terrorist organization.¡±
"Tell this to Yang Fujian."
Hear this. Zhiqiu felt hurt by reality. Yang Fuchuan¡¯s chest is indeed branded with the mark of the cheating faction. Where does this mark come from? If this sacred mark is used by an organization to cover up its whereabouts. Then the difficulty of this blinding method is too high. So, there must be another possibility.
Zhiqiu once again forced himself to think about this incredible idea. If the Cheating Faction is still active in the world, and if they stole the negative matter, what is their purpose? Who are they attacking? An answer popped into his head, but he quickly dismissed it. True. The Cheating Faction has an enemy, but planning a massive terrorist attack against this enemy is unimaginable. This is completely inconsistent with the usual style of the cheating faction. The Cheating Faction did kill people, but they were individual people and carefully selected targets. The large-scale massacre was too cruel. Zhiqiu paused. Then, he thought, there should be a more convincing explanation - negative matter, this top scientific achievement, will be used for destruction -
He couldn't accept this ridiculous idea. "I see," he said suddenly. "There is a more reasonable explanation than terrorism."
Chen Luoyu's eyes widened, obviously waiting for him to continue.
Zhiqiu tried to sort out the clues. The usual tactic of the cheaters is to exercise power through economic means. They control the bank and possess a large amount of gold bars, and even spread rumors everywhere, claiming that they possess a unique and priceless treasure in the world - the Cheating Star, a huge and flawless diamond. "It's for money." Zhiqiu said, "They stole negative matter for financial gain."
Chen Luoyu showed an expression of disbelief. "Financial gain? Where can they sell a drop of negative matter sample?"
"It's not about selling samples," Zhiqiu retorted, "it's about selling the technology for making negative matter. The negative matter technology is almost equivalent to a money printing machine. It's very likely that they stole the negative matter just to analyze it, and then research and develop new ones. The product."
"You think it's industrial espionage? But the battery that supports the magnetic field of the memory can only last twenty-four hours. Those researchers can't even give it a damn.If you don't learn it, you will be thrown into the sky. "
"They can completely recharge the storage before it explodes. They can build a matching charging device, just like the one at the institute."
"Within twenty-four hours?" Chen Luoyu asked. "Even if they stole the blueprints, it would take months, not hours, to make a charging device like that!"
"He's right." Momo's voice was very weak.
They both turned around. Momo walked toward them, her steps as weak as her voice.
"He's right. No one can make a charging device in time. It would take weeks just to make the interface. Magnetic filters, servo coils, energy regulating alloy devices, all of these devices have to be adjusted to suit the environment. The specific energy is suitable.¡±
Zhiqiu frowned. The problem is already clear. A negative matter trap is not something you can just plug into a wall outlet. Once it leaves the institute, the storage device is on a path of no return, and it will be destroyed after twenty-four hours.
So, there is only one conclusion left, an unsettling conclusion.
"We have to notify Interpol." Momo said softly. Even to her own ears, the voice seemed ethereal and distant. "We must notify the relevant authorities without further delay."
Chen Luoyu shook his head and said: "Absolutely not."
These words surprised Momo. "No? What exactly do you mean?"
¡°You and your father have already made things very difficult for me.¡±
"Director, we need assistance. We must find the negative matter and bring it back before something unfortunate happens. We are responsible for it!"
"We have more responsibility to think carefully." Chen Luoyu replied in a tough tone. "Once this matter comes out, it will have a very, very bad impact on the reputation of the institute."
"Are you still worried about the reputation of the institute? Don't you know what that storage device can do to a city? Its shock wave radius can reach one kilometer! That's a whole nine blocks!"
"I think this is something you and your father should have considered before making samples."
Momo felt as if he had been stabbed. She defended: "Butbut we have taken preventive measures."
"Obviously. Not enough."
¡°But no one knew that negative matter samples existed.¡± Of course, she realized. This is a ridiculous defense. Of course someone already knows. Someone found out the secret.
Momo didn¡¯t tell anyone. Then there are only two possibilities left. One is that her father revealed the secret to others but did not tell her. No, this is absolutely impossible. It was his father who suggested that they both swear an oath to keep the secret secret. That means they are being watched. Is the phone being monitored? Momo remembered that she had spoken to her father several times during the trip. Have you talked for too long? maybe. Or maybe their emails got the news. They're cautious enough, aren't they? Could it be the institute's security system? Are they being watched and don't even know it? She knew none of this mattered. What happened has happened. The father is dead.
Thinking of this, she immediately moved and quickly took out her mobile phone from her shorts pocket.
Chen Luoyu hurried over, coughing violently, his eyes flashing with anger. "Youwho are you going to call?"
"The switchboard of the institute. They will help me get through to Interpol."
"Use your brain!" Chen Luoyu choked and said. His wheelchair screeched to a stop in front of Momo. "Are you really that naive? The storage device could be anywhere in the world right now. No intelligence organization in the world can take immediate action and find it in time."
"Then we just sit back and wait for death?" It's embarrassing for a person with such a weak body. Momo felt a little intolerable. But the director was so unreasonable, and Momo felt that he was unreasonable.
"We have to be smarter." Chen Luoyu explained. "We must not blindly recruit experts who are not useful and damage the reputation of the institute. Not now, don't even think about it."
Momo knows that Chen Luoyu¡¯s words are more or less true. But she also understands the so-called truth. Often deprived of moral responsibility, only a lonely word "reason" is left. Her father lived his whole life for moral responsibility - he was scientifically rigorous, never shied away from his responsibilities, and firmly believed that human nature is inherently good. Momo also firmly believes in this, but she only looks at them from the perspective of "karma". She quietly avoided Chen Luoyu and opened her phone with a click.
"You can't do that!"
"You come and stop me."
Chen Luoyu didn't move.
Soon, ??I don't understand why. Deep underground, her cell phone had no signal at all.
Momo was so angry that she walked towards the elevator.
The Black Evil Star stood at the end of the stone path. The torch in his hand was still burning brightly. The smell of torch smoke, the muddy smell of moss, and the stench of rotting things all mixed together in an odd way. There was silence. An iron gate stood in front of him. It looked as old as the stone path. Although it was rusty, it was still solid. He stood in the darkness and waited, confident.
It¡¯s almost time.
Jeremy Lin promised that someone would open the door. The betrayal within the enemy surprised Black Evil Star. In order to carry out this task, he had planned to wait at the door all night, but now it seemed. This is not necessary. He is serving the decisive.
A few minutes later, at exactly the designated time, there was the sound of a bunch of keys jingling against each other from the other side of the door. Then, with a screeching sound of metal on metal, several locks came loose. One by one, the three huge door latches creaked open. The locks creaked as if they hadn't been used in centuries. Finally, all three locks were opened.
Then, there was silence.
As agreed in advance, Black Evil Star waited patiently for five minutes. Then, a surge of strength surged through him, and he pushed hard, and the door opened.
"Momo, I will never allow you to do that!" As the elevator continued to rise. Chen Luoyu's breathing became increasingly rapid and labored.
Momo ignored him. At this moment she longed for a sanctuary where everything once felt familiar and familiar to her. But now this place no longer feels like her home. She knew it would never be the case again. Now, she could only endure the pain and take action. Go make a phone call.
Zhiqiu beside her remained silent. Momo was too lazy to guess what kind of person he was. Are you an expert? More professional than Chen Luoyu? Zhiqiu can help us find your father's killer. In fact, Zhiqiu didn't help at all. It seems that his enthusiasm and kindness are real, but he has been hiding something. So why isn't she?
Chen Luoyu said to her again: "As the director of the institute, I am responsible for the future of science. If you expand this matter into an international incident, then the institute will be hit -"
"The future of science?" Momo refuted, "Are you really planning to evade responsibility and never admit that negative matter was taken out of the research institute? Are you planning to turn a blind eye to those people who have been put in danger by us?"
"It's not us." Chen Luoyu retorted. "It's you. You and your father."
Momo turned her face away.
"As for endangering life," Chen Luoyu said, "this thing is exactly related to life. You know that negative matter technology will have a huge impact on life on this planet. If the institute goes bankrupt and is finished because of this scandal, then everything will Everyone will be unlucky. The future of mankind is in the hands of scientific institutions like the Institute. It is in the hands of scientists like you and your father who are committed to solving the dilemma of future survival!"
Momo had already heard Chen Luoyu¡¯s report titled ¡°Science is God¡±, but she did not agree with this view. Half of the problems science is trying to solve are of its own making. "Progress" is the most serious malignant tumor growing on Mother Earth.
¡°Of course if science wants to progress, it must take risks.¡± Chen Luoyu continued. "There are risks. The space program, genetic research, medical pharmaceuticals - they all can go wrong. But no matter the cost, no matter how serious the mistakes are, science must continue for the benefit of everyone."
Chen Luoyu¡¯s ability to deal with moral issues and scientific rationality surprised Momo. His intelligence seemed to have nothing to do with the soul. "You think the institute is so vital to the future of the planet that we have to ignore our moral responsibilities?"
"Don't talk to me about ethics! As early as when you made that sample, you have already exceeded the so-called moral bottom line. And put the entire institute in danger. What I am trying to protect now is not only the three thousand scientists of the institute. Job, and your father's reputation. Think about him. People like your father should not be regarded as manufacturers of weapons of mass destruction."
Momo felt that he was on to the point. I was the one who convinced my father to make that sample. It was my fault!
The elevator door opened, and Chen Luoyu was still chattering. Momo stepped out of the elevator, took out her cell phone, and tried to make a call again.
Still no dial tone. Damn it! She headed straight for the door.
"Stop! Momo!" the director gasped. While speeding up to keep up with her, "Wait a minute, we have to have a serious talk."
"That's enough! Stop talking!"
"Think about your father," Chen Luoyu pleaded, "think about what he would do?"
She continued to walk forward.
"Momo, I admit, I'm hiding something from you."
She couldn't help but slow down.
"I don't know what I think." Chen Luoyu said apologetically. "I just want to protect you. Tell me, what do you want? We have to work together here."
Momo suddenly stopped. She stood in the center of the laboratory, but did not turn around. "I want to find a sample of negative matter. I want to know who killed my father." She stayed where she was.
Chen Luoyu sighed. "Momo, in fact, we already know who killed your father. I'm sorry that I never told you."
Momo turned around. "What did you say?"
¡°I don¡¯t know what to tell you. This is really hard¡ª¡±
"Do you know who killed my father?"
"Yes, we have some clues. The murderer left something like a business card at the scene. That's why I asked Zhiqiu. He has a lot of research on the organization that claimed to be responsible for the incident."
"Organization? Terrorist organization?"
"Momo, they stole 0.25 grams of negative matter."
Momo looked at Zhiqiu standing in the center of the room. At this moment, everything came to light. This may explain some of the mystery. Momo wondered why she hadn't noticed this earlier. After all, Chen Luoyu found authority. Everything is clear now. Zhiqiu is a detective, with a sharp appearance, cautious and steady actions, and obviously a very wise mind. What else could he be if not a detective? Momo should have guessed this from the beginning. She turned to him with a new hope in her heart.
"Zhiqiu, can you tell me who killed my father? Also, can your institution help us find negative matter?"
Zhiqiu looked a little panicked. "What? Our agency?"
"I guess you are from the National Security Bureau."
"Actuallyit's not."
Chen Luoyu quickly interjected: "Zhiqiu is a private detective."
Momo felt as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water on her, and she was chilled from head to toe. "private detective?"
"He is a well-known private detective," Chen Luoyu sighed again, "Momo, we think your father was killed by cult members."
Momo kept these words in mind, but she couldn't figure out the meaning yet. Cultist. ()
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