Chapter 18: Uncle, Is There a Bandage?
Wang Chong reluctantly made two left-right choices at the door of the secret base again-this time he deliberately chose the right side, but he still entered the secret room as well--what is the purpose of this design of choosing the left side and choosing the right side? In order to express the profound truth that "all roads lead to Rome"? Wang Chong looked at Xiao Chen, who was smiling on the side, feeling as if to say, this kid is really stupid......
"Yo. Professor Chen greeted Wang Chong in his overalls and with oddly shaped glasses on his head - Wang Chong thought that it might be used for experiments, and the brown lenses could keep the subjects calm on the one hand, because they could not be seen even if they were on fire, and on the other hand, they could protect their eyes from bright light - Wang Chong always felt that these guys would have to get a bomb out every few minutes.
"Hello Uncle Chen!" Wang Chong pretended to be naΓ―veβbut he couldn't pretend to be in his tone.
Messiah stood behind Chen Hong, his gaze swept over coldly. She's said hello.
Wang Chong took off his hat and mask and glared at the two eyes in the hole at the Messiah, convinced that this unusual way of paying attention would be reciprocated by the Messiah.
Of course, he failed.
"What are you doing here?" said Chen Hong.
Wang Chong thought to himself, don't you know, if you don't know, you will tell me so many things? Thinking about it, he felt that Chen Hong's smile when he looked at him was full of banter, of course, now except for his parents, and ...... Messiah, whoever looks at him feels very happy, always feels ridiculed.
I don't have a good piece of meat in my body, so it's normal to think so.
"Of course it is......," Wang Chong considered the words, "ask what you are doing." β
"What am I doing?" Chen Hong stretched out his hands and motioned for Wang Chong to look around, "Do experiments, what do you think?"
"How can you do experiments underground?"
"Cheap rent underground. β
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"You're so rich, do you care about rent?" Mr. Wang said.
"I have money?" Chen Hong said with a smile, "If I had money, I would have moved to an island country a long time ago." β
"Japan?" Wang Chong said, "there are so many Japanese. β
"......" Chen Hong was speechless, "You haven't passed geography." β
Wang Chong's face was redβbut his face was already redβ"Anyway, whatever you're doing, I want to do it too." β
He pointed to his face, "Anyway, the way I am now, I don't have a normal life to live." β
"Don't give up, you can still go to school with a bandage. A female voice next to her said.
"Wow," Wang Chong jumped, and the voice was the young lady at the front desk who brought him down and was called "Xiao Chen" by Uncle Chen, "Why are you still here?"
"Why can't I be here?" Xiao Chen said.
"Introduction," Chen Hong said, "this is my secretary, Chen Yan, and my cousin." β
"Your cousin?" Wang Chong didn't believe it, "Your cousin is so young, how can you ......" He didn't continue, although they knew each other a lot, but the other party was still an uncle after all, and if his mother knew about it, he would have to be scolded again.
"Who told you that your cousin must be the same age as your cousin?" Chen Hong said, "You kid, why don't you understand anything." β
Wang Chong zipped his mouth with his hand, indicating that he would no longer speak. He's only fifteen years old, and he has to know so much about what to do.
After a moment of silence, Chen Hong asked him, "Do you really want to know what we're doing?"
Wang Chong nodded.
"Once you know, it means joining, have you thought about it?" Mr. Chen said.
"Hmm. Wang Chong said, "But you're not doing a bad thing, are you?"
"Bad things...... Chen Hongrao has a funny taste, "What is a bad thing?"
Wang Chong choked for a moment.
"The bad thing is ...... Bad things," he realized that he couldn't find the words to describe them, and simply cited examples, "such as random killing, theft and robbery, these are all bad things." β
"What if the purpose of stealing is to save others, and what if the purpose of robbery is to rob the rich and help the poor?" Chen said.
Wang Chong thought for a while, "If the purpose is bad, it is a bad thing." β
"What if the goal is revenge?" Mr. Chen said. "Killing the revenge of the parents. β
"I don't think it's a bad thing. Wang Chong said. Isn't it all written like this in martial arts novels? And from a moral level, isn't that what everyone agrees on about killing to pay for life?
"Even if it involves a lot of people. Chen Hong said softly.
Wang Chong didn't know what to say. Chen Hong's discussion of the questions is beyond the scope of his thinking, so he presents a state of "everything you say is right".
Chen Hong glanced at him.
"Just to give some examples. He said, "This base has only one purpose, which is to eradicate evil organizations." β
"What?" Wang Chong thought he was making a movie.
"Eradicate the evil organization," Chen Yan leaned lazily aside, "Little brother, why are you doing so much." β
Wang Chong snorted in his heart, obviously pretending to be innocent and scared just now, and let himself think that he thought he was going to rob, but he didn't expect it to be an old fritter. Although she is beautiful, the ability of these two faces makes Wang Chong afraid, Wang Chong only likes simple girls like Xiao Xin. Xiao Xin would never pretend to be scared and snicker in her heart - Xiao Xin didn't bother to pay attention to him at all.
It's sad to think about it. It was also burned into a mummy.
Wang Chong entered a temporary state of depression.
Mummy...... Mummy? Wang Chong's eyes lit up. Wouldn't it be better to go out again wrapped in a mummy? Wouldn't it be fashionable to choose a better bandage, design a way to wrap the bandage, think of a few eye-catching slogans, and then do a few performances of art?
Wang Chong became excited. It seems to have seen his transformation from a fire victim to a fashion artist, gradually accumulating popularity with his peaceful personality and sharp conversation, and then becoming an instant hit and being picked up by fanatical female fans......
"Are you okay?" Chen Hong patted Wang Chong's head, he had just seen Wang Chong's eyes glow - he really didn't expect that "eradicating the evil organization" could make Wang Chong so excited. Sure enough, young people are full of blood.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. Wang Chong said, "Uncle, please introduce me here." I want to join in. β
Chen Hong glanced at him, "At present, most of the people in the base are scientific researchers, and they are all doctoral students recruited by me from those not very well-known schools. These people are dissatisfied with life and usually have a lot of ideas of their own, but whatever is valuable, I approve of letting them do it. β
"Dissatisfied with life...... How to have a feeling of an evil scientist. Wang Chong said, "What do you think? Destroy the earth?"
"Nature is something like backwater. Chen Hong said, "You and the Messiah were saved because of the backwater." He quipped, "How does it feel to be rescued by an evil scientist?"
"It's very unpleasant. Wang Chong said, "Especially the zipper on the mouth." β
"Haha. Chen Hong smiled, "You are more interesting than your father." β
"What's the point of you conducting these studies and not publishing them?" Mr. Wang said.
"Imagine how you will feel after being rescued. Chen Hong said, "Even if the results of the research are published, how many people will use them? And public opinion will definitely stand firmly on the opposing side." β
"But it's better to be alive than dead. Wang Chong only now realized the meaning of Chen Hong's words.
"A lot of people don't think that way. Chen Hong said.
Wang Chong was silent. Like the uncle named Ah Yi, for him, living one more day is just one more day to endure pain. There was also the Messiah, Wang Chong didn't dare to turn his head to look at her, although he knew that the Messiah must be standing beside him with a blank face at the moment. Every time you breathe, it hurts, and in this kind of life, pain is already the norm of life.
"Are there any other achievements?" Mr. Wang said. He thought of the Messiah's mechanical arm, but he didn't say it.
"Some weapons. Chen Hong did not elaborate.
"Do you remember what happened to the police station that day?" he said, "There are many things you don't know yet, and you don't need to know for the time being." You just need to remember that facts and truths are far less than they seem. Got it?"
"Understood. Wang Chongying said, "Uncle Chen, you are really literate when you speak." β
"Oh?
"It's that you're so uneducated. Chen Yan interjected on the side, "But it's no wonder that I became a mummy at a young age and dropped out of school......"
"Sister, can you not hurt my self-esteem so much?" Wang Chong pleaded sincerely.
"Don't call me sister," Chen Yan said, "am I that old?"
"I'm fifteen years old, how old are you?" Wang Chongcheng was angry with Chen Yan.
"Fifteen years old? Little doll, too tender. Chen Yan didn't choose to answer, but gave Wang Chong a hand.
Wang Chong had nothing to say. He was born in December '94, and he never directly subtracted his birthday from the year when he said his age, because then he always felt inexplicably a year older - just like in December last year, when he was in a coma, he turned 15 and is still 15 years old, even though it was 2010.
"Uncle, are there any bandages?" Wang Chong said suddenly.