On May 2, 2012, the weather was fine

Near noon, the sun hung over people's heads, giving people an unusually hot and dry feeling.

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The sound of the door and the body slamming violently interrupted Wang Luo's train of thought, and it was obvious that the result of a busy morning of almost nothing made Mao Xiaotong feel very bad.

"Where are we going next?"

"Go to dinner, I know a restaurant, their pigeon soup stewed well, it's a little expensive, the last time I went to eat it was at an uncle's wedding"

Mao Xiaotong glanced at Wang Luo, who was busy fastening his seat belt, with the whites of his eyes, and the disdain in his heart became even stronger.

"When this is done, I will invite you to BJ to eat a seafood dinner of 1,000 yuan per person, and now work first. Also, we must find the key points later, we still have four and a half days, and now there is no room for waste. ”

Wang Luo looked at the fine beads of sweat on Mao Xiaotong's white forehead, and then adjusted the air conditioner to the lowest gear with one hand, ignoring the other party's harsh eyes, Wang Luo tilted his head and said what do you like.

"Mao Xiaotong, I've always been curious about what the consequences would have if we hadn't figured out my cousin's suicide case within the time you had agreed. ”

"There are some things that you don't understand, and it's hard to get serious, so I'll explain it to you so that you don't have to be so lazy. ”

"Well, yes, that store is at No. 21 Zhengyang Road, and it will take about five minutes to get there by car, let's talk as we walk. ”

Mao Xiaotong looked at Wang Luo as if you didn't invite me to dinner, I would be passive and slacking off, and the feeling of powerlessness in my heart rose slowly. After silently reciting it several times in her heart, it was not too late for ten years for the gentleman to take revenge, and she calmed down her mood again.

"Wang Luo, do you know ***?"

"Everyone on the earth knows your question, isn't it the kind that the United States threw to the island country before? Now we have it in Huaguo, but you are also too far. ”

"You say that because you know too little. ”

After mentioning this issue, Mao Xiaotong's face showed a strong sense of sadness.

"The core concept of nuclear weapons is the release of energy by mass annihilation, the core materials of the first generation of nuclear weapons are uranium-235 and plutonium-239, and the core materials of the second generation of nuclear weapons are deuterium and tritium. ”

"At present, this breakthrough point has been found - the soul, although the soul is divided into the energy world by a rigid definition, but to a certain extent, it is also an intermediate product of the evolution of matter to energy, otherwise we would not be able to measure the mass of the human soul by the difference method. ”

"Compared with the materials of the first two generations of nuclear weapons, the soul as an established third generation of nuclear weapons materials has incomparable superiority, an active base state, a wide range of sources, no problems such as radiation from nuclear waste. At present, the most important point is how to intervene in the soul and make it burn like coal. ”

Wang Luo's comprehension ability is good, and after listening to Mao Xiaotong's explanation, he still feels that there is no big problem.

"And then I understand the reasoning, but I can also understand that this intervention process is difficult, and there should not be any country in the world that can do this. ”

"From what I've learned, we do do that at the moment, but do you know that coal spontaneously combusts?"

"When a lot of coal is piled up, if there is enough oxygen, even if there is no particularly high temperature around it, the coal will burn on its own, which is ....... ”

"That's right, in terms of the magnitude of the soul, 21 grams is the most stable state, if it is too low, it will disperse if it does not have enough power to carry the mind, and if it is too high, the structure will become more and more unstable, if the mind does not have enough control, this soul giant will also burn like a coal pile, and you can't imagine the intensity of this burning. ”

"To give two simple examples, the TS earthquake in 1976 and the WC earthquake four years ago are actually the destructive power of two C-class souls burning. ”

After listening to Mao Xiaotong's explanation, Wang Luo's face did change a lot, if this matter is not handled well, it will be a big deal, maybe his little life will be explained here.

"And what is my cousin's level now?"

Mao Xiaotong thought back to last night's incident and replied very simply: "I don't know, at least D-level." ”

"Did you report the situation here to your superiors? The problem here is clearly beyond the scope of one of your E-class, and now you're injured. ”

"I reported it, but now there is a shortage of manpower in the department, and others have more important things to do, so this matter is still handled by me. ”

The huge sense of strength contrast made Wang Luo feel that his brain hurt, and he still really admired the little girl with a big heart in front of him, but although the things in front of him were tricky, he should still be a little sure after careful calculation, let's take a look, it's a big deal to run away, the sky is falling, there is a word high, and if the matter is big, the above will definitely send another person with enough ability to come over.

Also, Wang Luo felt that what Mao Xiaotong said contained a lot of water, and there were many things that should be used by himself, the current state of affairs can be said to be tricky, it should not have reached the point of destroying the city, if this world was so dangerous, then mankind would have finished playing a long time ago.

……

"The place you said is here, get off the bus and order, and leave after eating. ”

After the exchange, listening to Mao Xiaotong's somewhat hard words, Wang Luo couldn't give birth to the slightest intention of choking her.

"The pigeon soup is not only the main dish of this restaurant but also its name, and it has been a restaurant for more than 20 years. Every morning the boss here will prepare fifty casseroles, kill fifty pigeons to make soup, and boil it all morning, and the soup should have just been boiled here at this time, and it will not be delayed too long. ”

"That's good. ”

Wang Luo listened to the meaning of the last sentence when he saw Mao Xiaotong, and he didn't say more, he ran two more steps, and walked to the front of the store to open the door before Mao Xiaotong.

The store of Lao Pigeon Soup is not big, but it is quite neatly cleaned up, and the shiny bluestone floor tiles and the solid pine furniture make the whole store look simple and full of time precipitation.

It's just eleven o'clock, which is obviously earlier than the meal, and there are not many people in the store. The little old man in his sixties in a tunic at the front desk was slapping and calculating, giving people a very capable feeling.

"Third master, is there still soup made by an old pigeon that is more than two years old today?"

Hearing that a guest was coming, and it was an acquaintance, the little old man who was seriously reconciling the accounts just now immediately put down his abacus and looked at the student in front of him with a large blood scab on his face.

"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be Xiao Luo, hurry up and let the third master see, what is your face, why did you scratch such a big piece, if it is broken, how can you take your daughter-in-law from behind." Also, aren't you in the third year of high school? Why didn't you come out of school at this time, do you have anything to find the third master? Are you bullied? Don't be afraid, if you have something to tell your third master, I will call the shots for you. ”

"Third master, I'm fine, everything is fine at school, the injury on my face was accidentally dropped by myself yesterday, and it has nothing to do with other people, but in order not to leave any trouble, I also bothered my classmates to accompany me on a trip. ”

"By the way, third master, this is my classmate Mao Xiaotong, her father is a doctor at BJ Hospital, and her medical skills are high. No, after asking people to help, I'll invite her to the third master to have a good meal. ”

"Yes, yes, that's as it should be. The two of you go up to the No. 1 private room on the second floor and wait, it's clean, I'll pick the best two pots of pigeon soup for you. ”

"Then it's troublesome for the third master, but it's still the old rule, keep the account in mind, I'm here to help during the summer vacation. ”

"What kind of account, I still learned the craft of making pigeon soup from your grandfather, Xiao Luo'er, you call me the third master again, what is it if you drink two bowls of soup." ”

"Don't, the third master, you should know my grandfather's temper, if I drink your soup for nothing and let him know, I don't want these two legs. ”

Hearing Wang Luo say this, the little old man patted his head, and said with some annoyance: "Look at my brain, I actually forgot my uncle's stinky temper, when you had a bad stomach, he asked me to ask me for pigeons, which time was a penny, which made me ashamed, I accepted the uncle's favor, so many years stunned I didn't pay it back." ”

"Okay, that's it, let's stop chatting, let's take your classmates upstairs. ”

"Wife, come and take a look at the table, and I'll go to the back kitchen. ”

……

Without any waiter, Wang Luo took Mao Xiaotong left and right to the No. 1 bag in the corner of the second floor as if he had entered his own house.

After entering the private room, Wang Luo arranged for Mao Xiaotong to sit down, and then naturally went to the service desk in the corner of the room to make tea.

"This is your relative's shop?"

"It's okay to say yes, it's okay to say no. With that, Wang Luo put the tea that had not yet been brewed on the table first, and then sat opposite Mao Xiaotong very casually.

"The owner of this shop is called Hou San, and he is from our village. His father and my grandfather were brothers, and he himself and my grandfather were brothers. Although their family later moved to the city, our two families have always had a good relationship. ”

"Oh. ”

After answering the word, Mao Xiaotong leaned on the chair with his eyes slightly closed, looking very tired. Seeing this, Wang Luo stopped talking, and put his cheek on his cheek with one hand, thinking about straightening out his thoughts.

The two of them waited quietly for the arrival of the pigeon soup.