While searching for information, he stumbled upon a case that ended up missing, followed by another one. So he guessed that there must be a connection, so he asked a friend from the Public Security Bureau to check their information, and found that except for a few who died normally, the rest were recorded as missing, and the case has not been solved so far. And the few who died normally were also unusual, all died young, and none of them lived to be thirty years old.

Seeing this, Wang Yilin couldn't help but gasp.

Wang Yilin immediately thought of his father's death: his father's life was dull, his heart was pure, and he could live at least to be sixty years old, but he died in his thirties, which is extremely abnormal. Then Wang Yilin remembered again, why didn't my mother let me attend the funeral at that time? When a loved one dies, it is really biased and even rebellious not to attend the funeral. Also, what about aging that my father said in his notebook?

Suddenly, the space around Wang Yilin changed, and he returned to that room. Just as Wang Yilin was about to continue watching, he heard the sound of the door of the house being unlocked.

So Wang Yilin packed up his things and left his father's study, taking only the notebook and the lamp.

At the dinner table, my mother and Wang Yilin chatted casually, but Wang Yilin was perfunctory without a word. Wang Yilin hesitated for a while, and wanted to ask some doubts about his father, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed again, and simply replied that he remembered his father. When she saw this, she was silent. After the meal, her mother left Wang Yilin some pocket money and asked Wang Yilin to go out to play by herself and not stay at home all day.

"What is in the past, let it pass, everything has its own meaning." After leaving these words, the mother went back to her bedroom.

Wang Yilin knew that this was all an illusion, and he seemed to be looking for someone who was looking for the answer, and in this matter, looking for someone who was hiding a secret.

Wang Yilin is not good at words, and the same is true for his mother. To say that this is also after the father left, my mother must have felt pain in her heart.

After returning to the bedroom, Wang Yilin spread out the notebook on the table and continued to read.

I received a strange email.

The sender was a team I'd never heard of, called the "Association of Consultants", but judging by the content of the email, it seems to be a theoretical physics research institution. The email should be a paper with the title "Possibility of Bugs".

My first reaction was, did the sender remember the wrong email address?

The content of the paper was obscure, and I only glanced at it and deleted it.

I received an email from the Association of Counselors again.

Same structure, similar content, this time "BUG observation method".

I was a little confused, so I replied to them, to the effect that they had misremembered the address. But after the email was sent, it was lost.

Not again!

I thought they were aware of the mistake, but the email arrived in my mailbox.

This time, the title of this session is "How Bugs Exist in Four-Dimensional Space and Their Interaction with Space". Like most papers, which are a long list of topics cobbled together with various terms, this one was so lengthy that I was drowsy to watch. I swallowed my sleepiness and read the text, but I didn't remember anything.

I looked curiously at the annotations and references at the bottom of the paper and the list of participants, and suddenly I found a name, one that I was all too familiar with.

I tried to contact them, so I sent a reply to the sender, but there was still no reply.

Looks like they came to me on purpose.

The haunted counselor association sent another email, and I was already surprised, but curious why they did it.

This time, it is "observation and exploration of the macroscopic impact of bugs".

The paper is a decent article with little content, except for a list of some of the phenomena they have discovered. I had no interest in it, just glanced at it and ignored it.

When I saw a message that there was an unread email, I already knew who sent it.

As I expected. The topic of this year's presentation is "On the Interaction between Bugs and Organisms and the Possibility of Their Practical Applications".

Originally, I wasn't going to read it, but in the keyword, I found a magnified, bolded, and underlined noun "aging".

I was shocked, could it be that their research has something to do with me?

I read the contents very carefully, and although I didn't understand many of the terms and formulas, I still listed the key points separately. This time, I can be sure that they sent me these things definitely for a purpose, because I found that what was said in this paper was inextricably linked to my condition, and although I don't know how, I am sure that there is.

I retrieved the emails I had deleted and stayed up all night reading them. It was the first time I stayed up late in years.

After reading them, I was more sure of what I was thinking, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.

The cause of my illness seems to have some eyebrows, and the consequences of staying up late are serious, especially after staying up all night. I eagerly awaited their next email and gave them a reply expressing interest.

But the world is like that, when you want something, it often backfires. It's been two weeks, but they seem to have forgotten about me.

While waiting, I read the articles over and over again and combed through the parts that I could understand. Here's what I got:

A bug is a kind of crack that does exist in space, but its nature, mode of existence, and its interaction with other matter or energy cannot be explained by modern physics, and its existence cannot be detected by existing technical means.

All indications show that the interaction between BUG and living organisms is the most close, and the most intuitive macroscopic manifestation is that the flow of BUG in the human body will lead to human aging.

The mechanism of aging caused by bugs is completely unclear, only that it does exist, but cannot explain it.

When some people's nerve cells transmit nerve impulses, they create a special force field that attracts bugs in space and brings them together. At the same time, because of the large number of high-density nerve cells attached to the cerebral cortex, the resulting force field is greatly enhanced. On the other hand, because the density of nerve cells throughout the body is low, the body can attract bugs, but the effect is far less than that of the brain.

The attracted bug will be confined to the force field, and after the person has been trained, or unintentionally, the thoughts in the brain will be transmitted to the spinal cord along with the nerve cells, and then flow to the neural network throughout the body. At the same time, when it passes through the synapses or collects in the cells, it can impair the normal function of the cells, causing irreversible damage. However, a very small number of people with special constitutions can reduce this damage through some kind of effect. A trained person can gather anaki in a certain part of the body and release it.