"This is Professor Pan's email number?" Ronan was surprised.

Tian Siyan glanced at it when he heard this, and then confirmed: "That's right, it's Professor Pan's private mailbox." She set up her own server, and I still remember the domain name. ”

The content of the email is just a link, Ronan clicked on it without hesitation, the link points to a cloud space, and encryption measures are also set up here, which belongs to permission encryption, and only visitors allowed by the owner of the cloud space, compared with their identity IDs, can enter.

Ronan didn't pay much attention to the encryption method, and as soon as the interface was cut, his gaze fell on the uppermost folder of the cloud space, and his eyes were a little stunned.

The only displayable folder is named: Coupled Design Applications for Modern Buildings (Draft).

Two seconds later, Ronan dotted the folder, and a message was displayed: the target folder was about 4PB in size, and there were folders and files in it.

This storage number is not too big, and it is not too small. Some people stuff a lifetime of experience into it and pretend to be dissatisfied; But in some areas, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

Ronan's fingers trembled slightly, and then clicked in.

Spread out is a traditional window interface, densely packed with folders, at first glance it is a headache. On the other hand, each folder is named according to obvious rules, with clear layers of letters, numbers, and words, and you can vaguely appreciate the structure and process of a certain system if you look closely.

Ronan scrolled through the interface, scrolled down to the end, and then the surface naturally captured the only document file in this interface, and the name was exactly the same as the folder in the previous layer, that is:

Research on the Application of Coupled Design in Modern Buildings (Draft).

Ronan's face twitched, and then clicked in, and sure enough, it was a paper. Since it was a draft, the format was relatively casual, and he glanced at it and landed directly on the author's signature under the title.

It was a name he couldn't ignore or forget:

Bu Qingwen.

Ronan's gaze froze, and during this time, he subconsciously scrolled through the interface, but the words, tables, and graphics inside seemed to have completely lost their meaning, or his sulcus had lost the ability to accept and understand. It wasn't until he turned to the end of the article and saw the obviously unfinished broken sentences, as well as the deliberately left blank space, that he caught a little bit of context in a trance.

"Senior sister, come here." Ronan didn't even know how he spoke.

Tian Si on the opposite side hesitated for a moment, mostly frightened by his expression and tone, but still got up and sat beside him. The eyes that were deliberately diverted just now naturally turned to the virtual interface.

At this time, Ronan had already moved the interface back to the front page of the article, revealing the title and author. Tian Si was also startled when he saw this, and almost blurted out.

"Yes......"

"Senior sister, my mind is messy now, and I can't remember it clearly. Have you checked the relevant information, is there this one in my mother's published paper? ”

Tian Si responded immediately: "No, definitely not!" ”

"Really?" Ronan grinned, "Professor Pan's gift is really ......"

His fingers slid unconsciously, and the interface also rolled up and down, and Tian Si next to him said "uh": "Senior brother, look at this catalog, it doesn't look like a thesis, but like a book, an academic monograph." ”

Ronan was slightly stunned, looked at Tian Si's fingertips, and then cut out to the folder interface, but there were at least hundreds of horizontal folders, and they couldn't be counted for a while. He simply opened the background and looked at the properties. At a glance, there is a number in my heart:

Sure enough, there are more than 4,000 folders at all levels, and more than 100,000 documents, which would be too exaggerated if they were all references for papers. But if it's a book, it seems to have just begun. ”

If you look at the last editing time, it turned out to be May 2080, just over a month before he was born. I guess my mother must have been in the wilderness at that time...... No, it is also possible that Professor Pan wrote it.

Ronan's mind was messed up, and now he was really not suitable for more complex analysis, so he could only forcibly turn his gaze. At this time, he saw new information on the side of the background interface.

That's the list of visitors to the cloud space.

Ronan was of course on the list, and there were only three visitors to this cloud space before. One is Professor Pan Wen, who is also shown as a login state at this time; As for the other two gray names......

Bu Qingwen, Luo Zhongheng.

The interface suddenly closes, which Ronan did. Because in another half a second, he may not be able to control his emotions. In fact, at this time, the tea on the table has rippled layer by layer.

"Let's go." Ronan didn't dare to sit down any longer, he got up in a bit of a hurry, tilted his head and took a breath.

Tian Si next to him got up to make way and asked, "Let's go ......"

Ronan didn't speak, and walked straight out, and Tian Si hurriedly followed.

The two of them walked away from the water quickly, which made the group of occult research clubs on the other side breathe a sigh of relief. They should have gone and stayed before, but they have already been entangled, but fortunately, after some "hot rape" and "ear and sideburns", they will take the first step.

Someone muttered: "It must be to vent ......"

"Shut up!" The shouts and rebukes resonated in unison, and suppressed this fool who still didn't know whether to live or die.

Fei Jin looked at it with a smile, but did not react. It's just that after two minutes, she casually found a reason to say goodbye and separate from the gang.

No matter what people talk about behind her, she is not ready to waste time in Haitianyun and go straight back.

In Ronan's situation, it was impossible to stay in such a crowded area for too long, otherwise most of the security personnel around him would go crazy.

Now there are two possibilities, one is to go home, and the other is to go back to the North Shore Cog. Choose one of the two, as Fei Jin, and can only choose the latter.

She took the elevator to the third basement floor and prepared to take the short tram back to school. But just as the flow of people squeezed out of the elevator door, his mind suddenly moved, and when he looked up, he saw that in the corner in front of him, Ronan's figure was standing up, as if talking to someone.

Tian Si stood aside, far away, and turned his face a little unnaturally, obviously not blending into that conversation, and the character was quite awkward.

As for the one who was talking to Ronan, he was half-leaning on the corner of the wall, and from Fei Jin's point of view, only half of his brightly colored sportswear was exposed, and he looked very young.

The two controllers behind Fei Jin didn't expect this to happen. This is indeed a "coincidence", but if it is not handled well, in the eyes of Ronan, a master of perception, it may be like stalking, and it will be unpleasant.

Fortunately, Fei Jin's main controller is experienced, she did not change the frequency of her pace, continued to walk forward, and after approaching, she also said hello.

As expected, Ronan glanced back, his face expressionless, but Tian Si beside him turned his head, a little surprised.

Tian Si's movements made the person on the other side of the corner curiously leaned over half of his body and whistled: "It's a beauty again, you have a good talent in this area." ”

The lively and even frivolous reaction was indeed a young man, but at this moment, the frightened ones were replaced by the two main priests dozens of kilometers away.

"Tian Bang!"

Yin Le screamed, and along with surprise, he also included hatred and hatred. That's right, in the corner is Tian Bang, who became famous some time ago, the burner known as "the first person under the transcendent species", dressed in an overly fancy casual sports dress, like a second-year young man who can't step on the trend.

But this is the one who stepped on Moron and the Blood Flame Cult and jumped up and stood in the center of the world stage.

He is the mortal enemy of the Blood Flame Order, there is no doubt about it!

What kind of way is such a mortal enemy suddenly appearing in front of him and "talking cordially" with another important target?

Both controllers inevitably stirred similar thoughts in their minds. At the scene, Fei Jin's footsteps stopped, his eyes crossed Tian Bang's face, his eyebrows and eyes were mixed with a series of curious, surprised and somewhat abrupt micro-expressions, and finally the focus returned to Ronan:

"Brother's friend...... Don't bother, you talk. ”

Saying that, Fei Jin smiled, bowed to this side, walked on the self-propelled conveyor belt on the side in a few steps, turned his head naturally, and looked at Tian Bang twice, and then turned his head and left.

As the "first mate", Yin Le's control of Mrs. Halder's emotions and details is admired so much. Just now, Fei Jin, who was under the control of Mrs. Halder, perfectly showed the subtle psychology of a "peripheral circle person" who successfully recognized and secretly restrained himself when he first met a heavyweight like Tian Bang.

It's all about the details, but the best part is the word "natural".

The self-propelled conveyor belt carried Fei Jin far away, and Yin Le was still reminiscing about the subtleties of the photo, and Mrs. Halder spoke: "Do you feel it?" ”

At present, Tian Bang's location is beyond the scope of Fei Jin's natural perception, and Yin Le will not make low-level mistakes and forcibly use capable means to detect, so he really can't figure it out for a while. She frowned and said, "Tian Bang appears here......"

"I didn't say Tian Bang, what does the matter we are currently dealing with have to do with Tian Bang?"

"Ronan? He ......"

Yin Le finally struggled his attention away from Tian Bang's side, and seriously recalled Ronan's previous performance, "It seems that his relationship with Tian Bang is relatively cold......

"Is there a more accurate description?"

Mrs. Halder's tone seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and Yin Le only felt a lot of pressure, racking his brains to ponder, almost replaying a series of observations of Ronan before and after leaving the elevator, frame by frame. After thinking about it again and again, Fang said:

"He's ...... It's absent-minded, and it's a little impatient. His eyelids sank, he had no interest in Tian Bang's remarks, and at the same time, his front toes were outward, his body was sideways, and he always wanted to leave. ”

"Why is this happening?"

"Hmm, it's likely that important information needs to be processed before, and when I was in the water bar, he and Tian Si's expressions were more obvious."

Mrs. Halder continued to ask, not giving Yin Le a chance to breathe: "This is the main reason for Ronan's impatience. But in the face of a character like Tian Bang, even if he is not as bitter and hateful as us, he is not a close friend, but how can he be a stakeholder, doesn't he even have the slightest intention of socializing? ”

Yin Le muttered: "He is always introverted and unsociable......"

"What is the reason for this? Remember, our previous summary? Ronan has a weak mask and a strong mask. If the weak mask worked, he should have shown politeness, respect, or shyness just now in order to win Tian Bang's favor; And if it was dominated by a strong mask, Mars would have burst out between the two people a long time ago. And no matter what kind of mask it is, it will not have this effect. ”

Yin Le instinctively reacted: "He also has a third personality mask. ”

Mrs. Halder said coldly, "It is normal for a person to have a third, or even thirty, mask. What we need to confirm is the characteristics of each personality mask, the relationship between them, and which occupies the most central position. ”