The old man smiled and didn't speak, Gu Miqing didn't speak, and the few black-clothed people behind him also looked at Yan Jiucheng with a smile as if they had been dumbfounded.

The feeling of being stared at is even more uncomfortable, especially the look of "the microphone is handed over, the gaffer is ready, please start your performance".

When he was a child, Yan Jiucheng also had dreams of longing for himself to make an earth-shattering career, what did he have special functions, become a scientist, become a big star, become a powerful character, and so on, that was commonplace, and the children around him had fantasized about it, didn't they?

In the end, he will become an ordinary person.

will find that you can neither become a scientist nor a big star, and it is even more impossible to go up and down the sea of fire, and it is the most important thing to set up an oil pot to live a small life.

If I die, what will happen to my parents?

This mysterious action to save what scientist does not belong to the little people.

For the sake of parents, just coax it.

"What, I'm the only one in my family...... Four generations of single transmission, really. Yan Jiucheng was unmoved.

"What four generations of single transmission, don't you still have a sister?" Such an obvious lie is simply an insult to Gu Miqing's IQ.

"My sister, how can the girls be regarded as heirlooms?!Of course you have to bring a handle to the heir?! I am the only one in my family, right?" Yan Jiucheng threw out the remarks of straight male cancer, looking like I have a throne in my family and a chicken to inherit it.

Gu Miqing gritted her teeth, and was about to speak, when the old man next to her glanced at her, and she swallowed the words to her mouth.

The old man smiled calmly.

"You've heard us say for so long, take a break, take a break. ”

And Gu Miqing glared at Yan Jiucheng fiercely, followed behind the old man, and the two walked towards the door.

Yan Jiucheng saw that everyone had walked out, and he also walked quickly towards the door, but before he reached the door, he was blocked back.

With a bang, the door slammed.

The whole room was dark, he didn't know what the other party was going to do, he didn't know where he was, he didn't know how to escape, all this unknown made his eyes widen, but he found that there was no light to penetrate, nothing to see.

Quiet.

So quiet that you can only hear your own heartbeat.

Knock knock knock, heartbeat like the drumbeat of the ancient execution ground.

With a soft sound, a wall suddenly lit up, stabbing Yan Jiucheng's eyes a little flowery, and he turned around to look over.

An old man appeared on the screen, walking in the shade of a tree, his figure particularly conspicuous, partly because of his full head of silver hair, and partly because everyone passing by would respectfully slow down and greet the old man when they saw him.

The most important thing is that the old man is accompanied by bodyguards throughout the whole process, and the guards are tight.

The old man smiled and nodded without saying a word, and then entered the building of the scientific research institute.

Then I saw the bodyguards escorting the old man out of the elevator and walking near a door, the bodyguards stopped, and there was a distance of about five meters from the heavy door, and they were divided into two rows to set up guards.

The old man pulled the badge rope around his neck, pulled out a card hanging on the rope from the most intimate clothes, although there was no one around, but he still used his body to block most of the field of vision, carefully pressed the password on the combination lock, and then used the card to scratch the combination lock, and finally stood on the monitor and blinked at the camera, and the heavy door clicked open.

It seems that behind this door is an extremely confidential place that can only be opened with three layers of insurance.

After entering the door, the old man took out a white coat from the cabinet inside, put it on, put on a mask and a hat, and put the card into the most intimate clothes again.

And the few people who came in later were all the same, the only difference was that they didn't have bodyguards to follow.

I don't know how long it took, but it was already dark, and the camera suddenly switched.

This time, the shot is different from the previous one, completely different.

Yan Jiucheng studied journalism and worked as a reporter in the magazine for a while, and he saw at a glance that this should be a restored picture, because the picture was a little flashy, and the most important thing was that the angle was very weird, and the photo was the old man's side face, which seemed to be taken by a lens outside the window with a telephoto far away.

Has the surveillance in the room disappeared? Or is it the reason why there can't be surveillance in the important research room? Why is this video so blurry? Yan Jiucheng was a little curious, staring at the screen.

The old man bent down to look at the microscope-like machine, then took out a pen and calculated it beside him, and then jumped up with extreme joy, waved his hand in the room and rushed out excitedly, although there was no sound in the video, it seemed that the old man's cheers could be heard through his expression.

The camera in the corridor was very clear, and in an instant, four or five people rushed out of the other rooms, also wearing white coats and masks and hats, and several people also jumped up with joy.

The old man returned to his R&D room again, and the angle of the picture was once again strangely blurred. It seems that only in the R&D room of the elderly there is no clear video.

At this time, the camera switched to the corridor, and three or five people walked in through the three-layer password at the door one after another, just wearing masks and hats, unable to distinguish who was who, all of them looked happy.

"Oops!" Suddenly, Yan Jiucheng bounced up from the sofa, his eyes widened and he looked nervous: "There are ghosts!"

Yan Jiucheng's voice changed suddenly, anxious and frightened.

"This man! This man has a ghost! He's the cleaner who showed up when this expert was passing by downstairs! He's not an expert! Why did he come in in the expert's clothes? How did he brush that door? This guy has to be on guard, be on guard!"

Yan Jiucheng ran to the side of the screen, stretched out his finger and pointed at one of the people in a white coat, who looked like everyone else from the perspective of the camera, wearing a mask and hat, and covering a white coat tightly.

The pretender walked to the expert's door, reached out and knocked on the door, the expert opened the door, and the impostor handed over a document, which the expert signed.

The impostor turned to leave, less than a minute before disappearing from the camera.

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"We are not wrong in our judgment, we must have him in our team. Gu Miqing excitedly pointed to Yan Jiucheng, who was also excited at this time on the screen: "If he was also there the last time we acted, Professor Li would definitely not be assassinated! According to Yan Jiucheng's ability, he would be the first to identify the other party!"

The old man's eyes were slightly red, and he nodded.

The expert took the document from the hand of the man who wore a mask and hat, just like the other experts, signed, and then closed the door and returned to the table, suddenly covering his chest.

The angle of the video in the expert's laboratory is extremely weird, blurry and flickering, but the expert's face can still be clearly seen, showing extreme pain, and then he fell to the ground with a bang, and after a few convulsions on the ground, he remained motionless.

Later, the police analyzed the video and found that the sanitation worker and the person who handed the expert information to sign were the same impersonator, that is, the impostor assassinated the expert and assassinated him under heavy protection.

And the bodyguards guarding outside were unaware.

The impostor killed right under their noses, calmly left the scene, and even raised his hand in a V-shaped triumphant gesture as he disappeared into the hallway.

If there is such a person, who is by his side during a time when the scientist is already in danger, remembering that any person who appears, can distinguish the disguise of any person, this will greatly increase the safety factor.

What's more, if this person can record the faces of tens of thousands of suspicious people, it will take this security up more than a notch.

Computers can analyze faces, but they can only analyze them after the fact, and people with this kind of magical brain can distinguish in advance at the moment of danger.

Subsequently, Yan Jiucheng saw a line of words and wrote: Professor X died of a heart attack on the night he got an important research and development result.

A black-and-white posthumous photo of the professor appeared on the screen.

The country's leaders bowed deeply at the funeral to express their condolences, and the death of such a top scientist is a national mourning.

"What the hell did he do? I don't see him make any moves. Yan Jiucheng walked to the screen again, stretched out his hand and touched it, and found that this was a screen that could be controlled by hand, so he hurriedly pulled the video to the front position.

The pretender handed the information to the expert, and the professor took it......

There was no unusual behavior, not even a finger touching the expert.

"Is the paper poisonous?" Yan Jiucheng looked at the monitor in the room suspiciously and asked.

"There is no poison on paper, nor is it poisoned by smell. The old man's voice came.

"How did you kill it?" Yan Jiucheng looked at it several times, there was no poison on the paper, and it was not that kind of poisonous gas, he really couldn't find the reason.

"He used small arms, and the weapons carried some kind of germs on them. Gu Miqing said.

"With a weapon? no, his hands...... Yan Jiucheng looked at it again, only to see that one hand of the pretender was holding the information and handed it over, and the other hand was naturally lowered down, and he looked at the person's two hands carefully.

"He didn't move his fingers, how could he use a weapon?" Seeing is believing, this man's fingers really didn't move at all.

If he wants to use a weapon, he has to use his hands, even if he presses a button, can he kill people with a staring eyeball?

"Actually, it's not hard to see, at least I can see it at a glance. Gu Miqing smiled disapprovingly: "It's like magic, it looks magical, and it's simple and clear after the veil is lifted, but you have to be trained to have this ability." ”

"Training?"

"Yes, very special top-secret training, training to be a magician. The old man smiled.

Magician?

Yan Jiucheng was stunned.

The old man always seemed to keep complicated things simple, just as he did when he said you would ask for a small favor.