Su Bai's group of four walked straight into the nuclear power plant. However, they did not walk towards the cylindrical position. Instead, they walked towards the office building. At the same time, they did not choose to enter the real 'territory'. Everyone tacitly chose not to trigger the explosion of the black sphere because they had other things to do.
George had been watching Su Bai's group of four. He asked in surprise, "You trust them that much?"
George obviously did not know about the tacit understanding between Su Bai and Mu Nan. But now, he could see some clues. Mu Nan and his four subordinates were not only blocking the audience, but also George.
This Chinese man, whose intelligence was almost demonic, made George very fearful.
"Hehe." Mu Nan chuckled and did not reply. However, his gaze swept over Steven's body.
"Did the Chinese suddenly awaken their nationalism and patriotism at this time?" George asked with a hint of sarcasm in his words.
To be precise, the three parties had not reached a real agreement at all. They were more wary of each other than cooperating.
Mu Nan exhaled and stood up from the ground. All the audience members were vigilant of Mu Nan's movements. When they saw him stand up, everyone held their breath.
"Look down there." Mu Nan pointed to the audience. "Doesn't it look like the Eight-Nation Alliance?"
"…" George was speechless.
…
"The electronic equipment is malfunctioning. It's impossible to use it." Tyrant looked around the office building and said, "Fatso, go check the staff list in the hall and see if Jin Zhongyou's name is there.
Da Bai, Gyatso, the three of us will split up and search each floor. Since Jin Zhongyou is the chief engineer, he must have his own independent office. "
The four of them split up in the office building. Su Bai went directly to the sixth floor and began to search. Although Su Bai did not know Korean, there was a label on the door of every office, indicating who owned the office. So, basically, he just needed to compare the Korean that Jin Zhong knew.
There were none on the sixth floor, so Su Bai went up to the seventh floor. The decorations on the seventh floor were obviously of a higher grade than the previous floors. The corridor was also covered with a layer of dark blue carpet. There were also many potted plants around, but the flowers in the potted plants had already withered. Even the walls were decorated with specially made ink paintings.
In the entire East Asian cultural circle, the division of identity and status was very obvious. Of course, even Westerners, who claimed to be democratic countries, were actually divided into various ranks. It was just that it was more subtle.
Su Bai began to search carefully. Finally, he saw a sign on the door of an office. The name matched Jin Zhongyou's.
Su Bai was not in a hurry to open the door and check. Instead, he hugged his shoulders and retreated. He leaned against the side of the wall and waited for the monk and the others to finish their search and come to his location.
In this place, electronic communication devices were naturally not usable, so communication was naturally slower.
He reached out and rubbed the area between his eyebrows.
The face of the old woman vaguely appeared in Su Bai's mind.
The wound on the female corpse's neck was also very obvious.
If there was no accident, the relationship between the old woman and the female corpse should be that of a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
The female corpse did not originally turn into a zombie, but because she saw the face of the old woman on the back of her head, she suddenly turned into a zombie. It was a bit like a very gentle old man who was good to his neighbors and villagers. He actively participated in the paving of roads and bridges without asking for anything in return. But one day, he suddenly saw the enemy who raped and killed his daughter in this village. No matter how elegant and gentle the old man was, it was very likely that he would instantly turn into a murderous demon and rush out with a chopper to kill people.
"Could it be that the essence of this story world is a very cliché mother-in-law and daughter-in-law problem?"
Thinking of this, Su Bai smiled. If that was really the case, it was indeed quite in line with the aesthetic of broadcasting. It made one not know whether to laugh or cry.
However, would the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law problem affect the leakage of the nuclear power plant?
Was it really the old woman who killed her daughter-in-law?
In short …
This story world had an incomparably huge world structure, but it seemed to be on another line, connected to a very small family ethics drama.
About five minutes later, the monk, Fatso, and Gyatso also finished searching their own floors and came to this floor. When they saw Su Bai standing there, the three of them looked at the opposite door.
Fatso held a talisman in his left hand and a peach wood sword in his right. He was ready. Even the monk held the Buddhist beads in his hand. Obviously, anything could happen in a nuclear power plant. Even an ordinary soul could have unimaginable means.
"Kacha …"
Fatso reached out and pushed open the door. Su Bai and Gyatso stood beside Fatso and the monk to protect and support them.
The door opened.
The furnishings inside were very elegant and simple. The painting hanging on the wall was an imitation of the work of an artist from the Qing Dynasty in China. There was a layer of red carpet below. Although the furnishings had accumulated a lot of dust, it still gave people a very high B grade feeling. Obviously, this also reflected the appreciation level of the owner of the office.
"There's no problem?" Fatso looked at the monk. This also reflected Fatso's cautiousness.
The monk nodded, indicating that he did not find anything unusual on his side.
Then, Gyatso and Su Bai began to search for the documents in the office. There was no way to search the documents in the brain. Not to mention the fact that the power and Internet had been cut off, under such a high concentration of radiation, even a robot specially made with anti-radiation materials would not be able to hold on for long before it malfunctioned, let alone these ordinary computers.
This kind of search still depended on luck. Fortunately, Su Bai's luck was good. He waved a folder in his hand. "This doesn't seem to be a work document. There are family photos on it."
Among the four of them, the only one who knew Korean was the monk.
"This is a housing report. It is similar to our domestic housing allocation. It is considered a welfare measure. This is an application form. Kim Jong-you is not only the chief engineer of this nuclear power plant, but he also has an extremely high administrative position. The Poor Monk did not understand the Korean system very well, but from some of the information and details on this application form, Kim Jong-you's position in this nuclear power plant was basically the highest.
In addition, his family is also introduced here. His wife is Choi Minying, his mother is Lee Soo-mei, and his son is Kim Hee-bum. "
"There is nothing to be excited about." Fatso scratched his head. "Don't work for nothing."
"No, there is still something." Su Bai suddenly said, "In this world, there is no love without reason, and there is no hatred without reason. In fact, in this story world, it is already very obvious. Kim Jong-you's family is absolutely inseparable from the nuclear leak.
In fact, now we have the most direct method, which is to find the old woman's soul, and then let Fatso and the monk try to search her soul. In this way, the truth of the matter will be revealed. "
"Who knows where the old woman is now?" Fatso asked. "And why didn't the old woman come back to you this time, Da Bai?"
At this time, Gyatso said, "It doesn't have to be that old woman. In this family of four, we only saw two people.
One is the wife, Choi Minying, and the other is the old woman, Lee Soo-mei. Choi Minying is now a corpse, placed in the closet, and embalmed. It is obviously a murder case.
Lee Soo-mei is confirmed to be dead. She has become a soul, but she still wandered in the old house.
But there are two other characters. One is Kim Jong-you himself, the chief engineer of this nuclear power plant. Also, Qilü said that Kim Jong-you also has a very high administrative position. It is absolutely impossible to say that the accident and leakage of the nuclear power plant have nothing to do with him.
Moreover, based on the difference in treatment between his family and the rest of the families in the county, it is almost certain that Kim Jong-you is the real culprit behind the nuclear power plant leak.
At the same time, there is also Kim Jong-you's son, Kim Hee-bum.
Da Bai, when you were in the meeting with George and Mu Nan, we heard your contents clearly. Mu Nan said something that left a deep impression on me. It can even be compared to Kim Xifan.
Looking at the photo, Kim Xifan seems to be five or six years old. "
After Gyatso finished speaking, he looked at Su Bai.
Su Bai's eyes narrowed. "Are you talking about the guess that Mu Nan mentioned?
This nucleus is actually relying on this model and reincarnation to learn, to imitate, and to improve? "
Fatso immediately clapped his hands and said, "That's right, that's right. We have always treated the nucleus as something too high and mighty. Actually, if we treat it as a devil or a high-level ghost, we can apply a lot of guesses, experiences, and habits. We can pull the enemy down to a level that we are familiar with. Only then can we use our rich experience at this level to understand and defeat the enemy.
If we compare the nucleus to the devil's mantle, a guy inherits this mantle.
And this guy is very young, and his mind is not mature yet.
He doesn't even know how to be a person with his own independent consciousness. There is a huge gap between the height of his life level and his own intelligence. What will he do?
He will instinctively learn, he will instinctively imitate, and he will instinctively desire to improve! "
Fatso took a deep breath and raised his head to look at the ceiling.
"Could it be that the person who organized and controlled all of this was really just a kid?"
Just as Fatso finished speaking,
A gust of cold wind suddenly blew into the originally sealed office.
The surrounding temperature …
The temperature dropped as well.
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