Huai Shi was taken to Professor Miyamoto in a daze. He didn't even realize what was going on.
Why me?
Why me?
He couldn't understand from the bottom of his heart. He looked at the haggard old man behind the glass and asked, "Professor Miyamoto, we haven't met before, have we? Why can't you talk to Mr. Isaac? "
"To be honest, I don't trust Mr. Isaac, because he's different from the principal."
The white-haired Miyamoto Genichiro said, "I've known Mr. Isaac for many years, and I've never doubted his character. I also believe from the bottom of my heart that he'll do whatever it takes to protect the Ivory Tower. But because of this, I can't trust him on things that don't involve the Ivory Tower. "
"What about me? Can I trust him? "
Under the sharp gaze of the vice-principal behind her, Huai Shi's face turned green.
Damn you, old man, you're trying to make things difficult for me in front of the leader. We've never met before. Why do you have to do this?
"Mr. Huai Shi, I've heard about you. I know what you've done from my clansmen and my friends. I deeply admire you."
Professor Miyamoto said in a low voice, "Although it's ridiculous, I think if there's a second person in the Ivory Tower who can be trusted besides the principal, it must be you."
No, no, no, you've been wrong from the beginning. Has Russell, that old bastard, ever had anything to do with the word "integrity" in his life? And why did you give me such a high evaluation?
I've never done anything!
"So, what do you like about me?" Huai Shi wanted to cry but had no tears. Just tell me and I'll change.
Professor Miyamoto looked up meaningfully and glanced behind him. "I believe that if it were Mr. Isaac, he would never make the decision to destroy the Village of Dusk."
"…"
Isaac didn't say anything. He was silent and indifferent. He didn't refute.
Indeed, he would do anything to obtain the power of the Twilight Village for the Ivory Tower, but he would never destroy the huge energy source of the Twilight Village for so-called morals.
Huai Shi was speechless.
A loud smack was heard.
He raised his hand and slapped his face hard.
He deeply felt the profound truth of 'all the idiots you've made in the past will find you in the future'.
Only God knew how long he had been hung up by the Ivy League because of this. The title of the number one prodigal and moral b * tch in the entire realm could not be removed from his head.
Just as he was about to refute and explain, he saw —
Behind the thick protective glass, the white-haired professor, Miyamoto Genichiro, who had taught for 40 years and was highly respected in the university, slowly stood up.
He ignored the shackles on his legs and arms.
He bent his waist and bowed solemnly. He bent his knees and knelt before the young man who was less than a quarter of his age to apologize.
He took a seat under the soil.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Huai Shi. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have involved you."
The old man knelt on the ground and pleaded with a hoarse voice, "But other than you, I can't think of anyone else who is willing to and can help me. Please."
He lowered his head, coughed, and begged humbly, "Please, help me, help us …"
Huai Shi was dumbfounded.
When he subconsciously reached out to support him, his hands hit the glass of the interrogation room and triggered the alarm. The people in the monitoring room almost called the guards directly.
When he was at a loss and wanted to comfort Professor Miyamoto, he lowered his head and saw the scaly marks on the back of his neck.
Professor Miyamoto was a person with animal characteristics.
Or, to use the most common term, a hybrid.
In the silence, Professor Miyamoto prostrated himself on the ground like a stone sculpture covered in cracks. Huai Shi instantly lost her strength and collapsed into the chair. She rubbed the space between her eyebrows and couldn't help but sigh. "So, what's going on? Please at least let me see the records and files first … "
Isaac waved his hand behind him. Naturally, a commissioner from the Central Bureau brought up the situation of the case.
Huai Shi was still an official inspector and military officer within the Astronomy Association, so he at least had the authority to understand the situation of the case.
When he saw the two big words on the title, the corners of his eyes could not help but twitch.
Green Sun.
It was Green Sun again.
Since his debut, he seemed to have been at odds with this organization. When he went out to apply for a job, he met a goldfish seller. When he made a friend, he was stabbed in the back. When he went out to do bad things, he met a smuggler from Green Sun. Even when he was on the train, he met their commander who had absconded. It could be said that he had offended everyone from Xin Hai to Yingzhou, and from the Earth to the border.
The contradiction between the two sides was simply 360 degrees without a blind spot.
According to the description of the file, in recent months, the frequency of Green Sun's activities in the Earth was so frequent that it made people's hair stand on end. Especially in the Yingzhou area — under the interference of various factors, the situation in several fixed hybrid gathering areas became more and more unstable. While the public security plummeted, there was a faint trend of losing control.
All kinds of clues indicated that someone was colluding with the hybrids from all over the place to plan a riot …
And among them, in the photo taken by the informant, there was a blurry silhouette that pointed to one of Professor Miyamoto's students.
Huai Shi breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought it was something serious. His legs were still trembling.
"Don't worry, it's just a small matter. It has nothing to do with you, professor." Huai Shi comforted him. "Besides, maybe it's just a lookalike? The photo is so blurry, it might not be … "
"No."
His words were interrupted by Professor Miyamoto.
The disheartened professor raised his eyes and calmly admitted, "That should be the 'Divine City' itself. There's no mistake."
The future of the Divine City.
Male, 32 years old, geneticist, registered name 'Differentiation.'
As a hybrid born in the slums, he could be said to be talented and intelligent. Relying on a few incomplete textbooks, he was officially admitted to the Imperial University at the age of 13.
Then, two years later, he became a scholar at the age of 15. If Martin had not broken his record later, he might have been the youngest person to become a scholar in recent decades.
He could be called a prodigy.
Huai Shi, who was a poor student, was ashamed. If it were not for the Book of Destiny, he could not even speak a language other than Dongxia language fluently.
After becoming a scholar, the future of the Divine City did not slack off. He began to specialize in the field of gene expression in genetics, and his results were considerable.
Unfortunately, compared to his talent, he was more famous for his radical political views on the rights of hybrids.
Radical.
He advocated using violent movements and revolutions to fight for the rights of hybrids, and expressed unusual dissatisfaction and disgust with the current conservative policies of the Directorate.
Now it seemed that it was not unexpected that he was hanging out with Green Day.
All along, Professor Miyamoto had been warned by various parties because of his radical views. But out of love for talent, he had never dealt with the Divine City in any way, nor did he restrict any of his budgets. Instead, in addition to teaching in experiments, he also advised and advised him in life.
There was a period of time when the two of them were like father and son. They cooperated seamlessly and produced many results …
"He is my best student. I originally hoped that he could inherit my mantle … I didn't expect him to be so irrational."
The old Professor Miyamoto whispered softly, "No, now it seems that he has been disappointed in the current situation for a long time, right? It's only because of this old man's face that he has to pretend to be polite … Too stupid, the Divine City, too stupid, why would he do such a thing? "
Looking at the old man's haggard and numb appearance, Huai Shi sighed with pity, "So, you hope that I can help you to change your student's mind?"
"Now that things have come to this, I don't have the face to say that."
Miyamoto raised his head, not only in self-mockery but also helplessness. He smiled at Huai Shi with difficulty — if the twitching of the corner of his mouth could be considered a smile.
"Please kill him," he said, "before he hurts more people."
Huai Shi widened his eyes.
A month ago, the future of the Divine City suddenly left without saying goodbye.
At first, everyone thought that it was a disappearance and kidnapping. After all, the project he was working on now was of great value. If the monopoly group wanted to do something to their project, this was the best opportunity.
Miyamoto Genichiro ran around everywhere, begging to be searched, but in the end, it was like throwing a stone into the sea.
But in his heart, he still hoped that there was a chance.
At least no corpse was found, at least this meant that at least he was still alive. It didn't matter that the research results were stolen. As long as the Divine City Lord was willing to cooperate, the people who knew the value of scholars would treat him well and generously, right?
With this unrealistic delusion, he spent a long month.
When the inspector of the Literature Conference came to him that day, he finally understood what his missing student had done.
"He took away all the data and virus samples in the laboratory, violated the commandments of scholars, and trampled on the results of all the participants."
Miyamoto slowly raised his head and said in a trembling voice, "If that's all, it's just that I was blind to entrust the wrong person. But what he wants to do is more excessive and cruel than this …"
"Professor Miyamoto, Miyamoto, Genichiro …"
Vice-Principal Isaac, who had been listening silently in the corner, suddenly raised his eyes, and his expression became cold. "Are you trying to say that the project that Divine City Lord took away is the one that you were working on recently?"
Miyamoto closed his eyes in despair.
Only Huai Shi looked around blankly, not understanding what had happened.
Soon, the research results and data of Professor Miyamoto were placed in front of him.
[Single Negative Strand RNA Virus]
This was a type of virus that was artificially catalyzed by the Immortal Platform virus in a special environment under harsh conditions. However, it wasn't actually contagious, and the symptoms were so weak that it couldn't even be compared to the common cold. Other than a low fever that lasted for about three hours, it didn't pose any harm to humans.
It was a tool, a new type of cell fusion inducer.
"You can imagine, it's like a welding torch …" The vice-principal explained concisely, "Two cells are welded together by artificial grafting. It's more efficient and convenient than all the previous tools, and it can even accomplish many things that could not be done before. If it succeeds, it will be an epoch-making innovation, a miracle in biology. "
Huai Shi's eyes widened.
He was shocked …
Grafting and fusing cells at will, this was already close to the realm of the Creator!
If Miyamoto Genichiro could completely master this law and engrave it into the pillars of the Jinmeng realm, he could become a true Creator!
But the real value of this law was not in Miyamoto's eyes.
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