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Hazy, blurry, and glowing beauty, just looking, just by gazing, you will find the charm hidden behind the dream.

The color of this glass is perhaps the closest to the night of spring.

Bright, shiny, twinkling......

Dunst clutched the metal body of the telescope, his eyes about to fall into the viewfinder, and stood in a very strange and uncomfortable position, his left foot raised high for a higher viewing angle, and his aching muscles trembled instinctively, but he ignored it.

"They're flickering......" he couldn't close his mouth, a hoarse voice of "drink" squeezed out deep in his throat.

This is by no means the star in children's literature that not only speaks, but is also accustomed to twinkles.

This is a celestial body.

Stars tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands of light-years away, are the most bizarre and eternal inhabitants of the universe, capable of catching light, tearing matter apart, and even distorting time.

If we use God's template to find the closest being in the world, then only stars meet the hypothetical definition of human beings.

Their greatness has fascinated countless astronomy enthusiasts.

Placed on Dunst at this point, fascination turned into obsession, with a little nervousness and disbelief. The stars don't twinkle, at least not on a clear night.

This is the rooftop of an 11-storey building in the suburbs, and with a professional-grade astronomical telescope, it is comparable to excellent observation conditions.

The precision lenses bend the light, magnifying the details that people want to see the most, to appreciate the beauty that comes from the deep space of the universe. Dunst didn't have the heart to appreciate the beauty, his eyes widened, his bloodshot eyes reflected in the lenses, afraid of missing a single detail.

He muttered.

"Didda Da ......Da Di

Morse code.

Dunst didn't know which wire he was wrong for, and would be looking for some damn Morse code on top of a cluster of twinkling stars!

If the light and the extinguish mean "point" and "ton", he gets a surprising coincidence.

The flickering is regular and repeated.

Dunst recorded quickly on his phone, and then noticed the repetition of the cycle, he no longer cared about the movement in the sky, but lowered his head and quickly cracked the set of passwords.

“L、E、A…… LeaveThisWorld？ Leaving this world...... What does that mean? ”

When Dunst looked up again, he found that the twinkling stars had all returned to their original normal state, and the silence was mysterious.

When he was young, the broadening of his knowledge and horizons made him gradually lose his awe of nature, especially this starry sky, after the rapid development of various detection instruments, he could no longer see any surprises with the naked eye, ordinary and boring.

To this day, he has regained that awe, as well as the desire to explore curiosity when he was in school.

"There must be some secret to this!" Dunst clutched the note and stood on the rooftop for a while to blow the cold wind, until the wind grew stronger, and he wrapped himself up and left.

As soon as he walked into the room, he called Aveline as soon as he could.

"Who are you assigned to NASA? He told me today something that's hard to understand...... Secret. I can't explain it, if it weren't for the telescope's video recording function, I would have thought I was dreaming......"

Aveline interrupted.

"Wait, you mentioned - him. Who is he? ”

The syllables of words that represent "he" and "she" in spoken English are completely different.

"Isn't that the one you sent to deliver me information? A man with a slight Azhou accent and a somewhat curly tongue. Listening to the vocabulary habits and the rhythm of the pauses, it should be a boring research institute......"

"Stop, what man? Isn't it Clarissa Gage? I only know her at NASA, Alaska? Are you telling little jokes with an American accent? Aveline scoffed, "Dunst will also make this kind of oolong, which is an eye-opener!" ”

It was only then that Dunst remembered why he had always had the illusion of "why is he a man again" at that time.

Because Aveline also mentioned the pronoun "she" when she was introduced, this left some impressions in Dunster's subconscious, so there were doubts.

So......

Who is the man who left the clue?

U.S. intelligence has the most sophisticated means of surveillance in the world. They have mastered every move in almost every part of the world, and as long as there are electromagnetic waves and circuit boards, they cannot escape the attention of the Americans.

Dunst immediately tracked the incoming calls through the internal system.

The information of the owner of the number shows that she is an ordinary housewife.

He turned on the voice changing software, disguised the number, and dialed the phone, but the person who answered the phone turned out to be a woman, and it was a stupid woman who seemed to have a drugged brain.

"Interesting."

Dunst pinched the knuckles and clicked.

He suddenly felt that the matter of revenge did not seem so urgent. Obviously, someone has infiltrated him, and the purpose is unknown, and it is definitely a very tricky target.

But here's the problem......

What's the way to make the stars twinkle? Special psychedelics, or hypnotism?

Dunst drove to NASA's headquarters in HSD, D.C., where the headquarters is located.

The gate stopped his car.

The security guard held out his hand: "Please show your access permit, thank you." ”

Dunst took out his own special documents, the FBI's special intelligence permit. It's a bit difficult to get into the White House, but it's not difficult to get into NASA's not-so-tight headquarters.

He had come here to find a Dr. Ackerman.

"White Dwarf Dunster?" A red-faced man with a goatee asked in surprise.

Dunst smiled, "There are still people who remember my college nickname." ”

"Do you want to call you Kagantuya?" Ackerman laughed.

It's a joke.

Dunst didn't beat around the bush, and after a brief reminiscence, he got straight to the point: "I need recent data from the Hubble telescope, is there any difficulty?" ”

"What do you want this for?" Ackerman's face was suddenly strange.

Dunst replied, "I had some special circumstances. The more information you have, the closer you may be to the answer. ”

For this issue.

Ackerman nodded, then shook his head.

Dunst felt strange about this reaction, took a sip of NASA's special latte, stopped in front of the wall, looked at the dense observation data, and said casually: "It's troublesome? Still have concerns? The ban of the government I can work with. ”

"Well, to be exact, I'm afraid you're going to be scared." Ackerman hesitated.

Dunst smiled in surprise: "I'm not worried about terrorist bullets, but I'm afraid that dry pictures and numbers won't work?" ”

"Nope. It's not just pictures, there's a guy I want you to talk to in person before giving you the data. It's Korean. Ackerman said cautiously: "This person's name is Tianyou Yin." ”

"Yes."

Dunst solemnly agreed.

He found that things seemed to be getting more and more complicated. Will the collapse of the South Korean intelligence bureau have anything to do with this person?