Chapter 158: Doppelganger and Creation
"Hello, Jobron, we meet again."
It was a familiar girl, she still wore a pair of cute ponytails, and she was still so choppy.
She sat indulgently on the pile of papers in the archives and tilted her head to say hello to Jobbutron.
"Why are you here?"
Jobuterron asked suspiciously.
Civilian staff in the Bureau of Investigation generally do not run around like investigators, but stay in a certain department steadily, which is why Jobron wondered.
In addition, just outside the door, Jobron had a strange premonition that he would meet that natural girl again in the archives.
"Because the me you see here and the me you see in the city of Umur are two me. What do you think? Fabia, I'm amazing. β
Fabia lifted her heavy, black-rimmed glasses and spoke something that confused Jobbuterrand even more.
"What do you mean by two of you?"
Jobuterrand, with normal logic, could not understand what Fabiai was saying.
"Huh? Is this hard to understand? It's that there are many, many Fabiai in the world, but Fabiai is Fabia, do you understand? β
Fabia tried to explain it to Jobuterrand in the simplest language.
This was something that Jobbutran had never expected, and he probably understood what Fabia meant.
"The Investigation Bureau is indeed the place of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and even a cute girl like Fabiai has such a secret." Jobuterron thought to himself.
"Well, this time I'm here to report on the Yellow Coat Group and the upcoming Moonie Black Music Festival."
Joke Trand said.
"Well, let's talk, listen." Fabia sat on the file and shook her calves in white knee-high stockings.
This made the section between the skirt and the socks look even fairer and more seductive, and Jobuterrand looked away, and lowered his head and said,
"According to my analysis of the current data, the members of the Yellow Clothes Group have infiltrated the upper echelons of society on a large scale, and they are currently active in the society in the name of the Secret Rite Society, but not all of them are members of the Yellow Clothes Group.
The Order now has a very strong social influence, whether it is the military, the authorities, the media, and even the academic community, it is believed that there are their followers. β
Fabia nodded,
"We've known this information for a long time. Anything else to say? β
Jobuterrand opened his mouth slightly in surprise and asked,
"Now that you know that, why don't you eradicate them right away?"
Fabiai jumped up from the pile of files with both hands, and a pair of jade rabbits bounced back and forth under the influence of this jumping action, which was very shaking.
To be honest, according to Fabia's pure and lovely appearance, it is really surprising that it has the charm that can easily make people's hearts move.
"Hey! Look at it. I believe it's easier to show you on one side than to say anything. β
Fabia stretched out as she stood firm, and the short-sleeved wrap bodice on her upper body was pulled up by this action, revealing her attractive waist.
Fortunately, Jobuterrand had the experience of the last time, and he had been silently reciting to himself, "Don't look at indecency, don't look at indecency, I'm a gentleman, I'm a gentleman." β
Although he lowered his head, he still saw a glimmer of excitement in the corner of his eye.
Fabia pointed to the pile of archives on the ground, which had become a pyramid under a force that Jobbutran had not noticed.
"The pyramids of Egypt, you always know, right?" Fabière lifted Ton's heavy, black-rimmed glasses.
"Well, I know. The mausoleum of the pharaoh may still have the role of communicating heaven and earth, does this have anything to do with the Yellow Coat Group? Jobbuterrand was puzzled by the pyramid for no apparent reason.
"I'm usually smart, but now I'm stupid. Don't fool around with women. β
Fabia rolled her eyes and exposed the distracting thoughts in her heart, and Chobuterrand blushed to the base of his ears when he heard this.
"Ahem, I guess, the pyramids are used as a metaphor for social structures?"
Jobuterrand cheekily pretended not to understand Fabia's teasing, and used logic to deduce Fabia's intention to spell out the pyramid.
Well, society as a whole is a pyramid, and there's nothing wrong with understanding it that way. But if I take a part of the pyramid from the top of the pyramid, will the structure of the pyramid still be stable? β
Fabia held out her index finger, and a dozen files flew to the side.
Joke Buterrand spread his hands, "The lack of a dozen books in the upper echelons has no impact on the foundation of society?" β
"Well said." Fabia stretched out her right hand, palm down, back up, and made a reverse motion.
"And now? When the spire of the pyramid is the foundation of society, do you think it is appropriate to move it again? β
Fabia said meaningfully.
"Yes, the common people are a very important part of the social system, but the development of civilization is inseparable from the group of people at the top of society.
Whether from the perspective of scientific research, people's livelihood, or finance, without these leaders, society will not progress.
With the development of human civilization, whether it is the period of totem worship, the period of monarchy, or even the future socialist system, it is inseparable from the leading people.
Now do you understand why you didn't move them? β
Tubtrand gradually understood the meaning of the establishment of the Bureau of Investigation, which was to maintain social tranquility.
"Although the members of these yellow-coated groups may be hidden dangers and pests, they are still valuable and can make further contributions to human civilization. We're not going to touch this foundation.
The lifespan of ordinary people is very short, even if there is no disease, at most only more than a hundred years, but for civilization, this is only a drop in the ocean.
The life of a civilian may be precious, but it may be an insignificant price to pay for the continuation of civilization.
What we have to do is to uphold the righteousness, and as long as they do not rampantly carry out devastating destruction of society, we can only endure it. β
Jobuterron watched in a daze as Fabia uttered those indifferent and merciless words, as if human life was not worth mentioning in her mouth.
"Don't look at me like that, when you haven't seen destruction, you don't understand the price behind preserving human civilization.
In front of those beings, you may not even be able to think of suicide, you have already entered madness.
You say, would you rather face those human beings, no, even the ancient gods can't compete with them, or let these sane believers go and maintain society and human civilization? β
FabiΓ¨re meaningfully threw out a question that would have made Jobram think for a long time, like a philosophical paradox that shocked the world β the tram problem. β
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