Faculty of Natural Sciences, Universidad Nacional de México, Mexico City, Capital of the United Mexican States. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Milo looked at the phone in his hand a little nervously.

On his phone, a letter that he couldn't even believe was lying quietly in his mailbox, and when he saw it, Milo always thought that it was a prank played by Louis's gang on him, but his reason told him that it was impossible.

Milo, a professor and assistant professor at the Department of Natural Sciences of the National University of Mexico, was born in poverty, completed his master's degree in free public education, and is just 23 years old this year.

Originally, a diploma like his could already find a very decent job and completely get rid of his poor background, but Milo has an incomparable fascination with biological knowledge, and would rather work to subsidize his life than give up his quest for knowledge. His goal is to strive for a doctorate next year, and then be promoted to associate professor and professor in the future, and become an expert professor admired by everyone.

However, just when he was helping Professor Héctor correct his paper, his cheap smartphone suddenly rang a unique ringtone, and Milo swore to God that this damn ringtone was not the ringtone set by his phone at all!

Stunned and curious, Milo picked up his phone, only to find that the voice was actually an email received from his Google mailbox. In fact, if time could be turned back, Milo would rather not have seen this email from hell himself.

"Hello, Dear Mr. Milo Suárez."

"I beg your pardon for my presumptuousness, without your consent, I bored myself and turned to the two papers you stored on my computer, 'Report on the Genetic Lysogenicity of RNA Viruses' and 'Report on the Feasibility of Extracting Genes from Prions', and I was surprised after reading them. In terms of treatment, we can give you an annual salary of millions of dollars, and I don't have to pay taxes, and I am optimistic about your potential. ”

"By the way, in your bank account named xxxxxx, the password is too simple, we have helped you change it to 999999, I hope you have a 6-turn mood, and in order to show our goodwill, I recharged $3 on your account of Ranny, enough for you to buy a paid love action movie, I hope you can spend a happy weekend with your right hand, and on your Facebook account, I ......"

The more he saw the back, the more Milo felt like he wanted to die, which almost swept away all the information he had on the Internet, and most importantly, his bank account password was stolen by the other party, and the password was changed, you know, there are all the savings he has accumulated over the past few years!

Not only that, but the more he got to the back, the other party began to involve his real life, his own work and rest, and his daily walking trajectory, all of which were revealed in the letters, as if there was an invisible person following him all the time, silently observing his every move!

Even at the end of the email, the other party posted a few photos of himself naked, and Milo looked at it in disbelief and found that it was actually a photo of himself masturbating at home last night!

And the tool for taking pictures turned out to be the webcam of your own computer!

"No, no, no, damn it, what the hell is that bastard!" Milo resisted the urge to smash his phone, and hurriedly replied to the message, "Please, don't post the photo to social networks, count me begging you!" ”

"Mr. Milo, I'm glad you made the choice, please stay where you are and don't move, our pick-up staff will come to pick you up in ten minutes, as for your grandmother, we have put her on the plane, thank you for your cooperation."

"What!" Milo yelled suddenly, flawed, he had no parents since he was a child, he was raised by picking up his grandmother, in his heart, his grandmother's status has surpassed the almighty god, if he still felt a little luck before, thinking that it was a friend who was good at hacking to joke with himself, then now, he has completely extinguished the last trace of luck!

"Call the police! Alarm! Milo couldn't help but tremble all over, after all, he was an ordinary person, and he had never encountered such a situation, but in the next second, he immediately ruled out this idea, the other party could even retrieve his own call records, so if he called the police, wouldn't it make his grandmother even more in crisis?

But if you don't call the police, what is the purpose of the other party? Is it really the so-called invitation to yourself that you have seen your potential and talent?

However, if it was an invitation, why didn't he even dare to say the name of his research room, or what force or group he belonged to? What's more, is there any institute that has issued an invitation like this? What is the difference between this and a threat?

This is a complete crime!

For a moment, Milo's heart sank deeply, and beads of sweat continued to flow down Milo's forehead.

"Click!"

Just when Milo fell into an indescribable rage, suddenly, there was a sudden writhing sound from the doorknob of the door of his office, and with the friction of the metal, the lock cylinder collided with the deadbolt, and the deadbolt clicked out of the deadbolt, and the next second, the door slowly opened under the thrust!

Milo only felt that the blood around his body was about to coagulate, and he stood stiff in place, trying to escape, but his legs were like they were filled with lead, and he couldn't move!

Did the other party come so soon?

Milo's eyes flashed with deep fear, as if he had seen his own future - those international terrorist organizations took him captive to the war-torn countries of the Middle East, then forced himself to wear a loose white undershirt with a round hat, and then because he was not halal enough, he was cut off by the radicals under the loud accusations of the crowd, and the crowd hung his head on a tree while shouting:

"Allahu Akbar!"

Time flies incomparably long, the moment the door is opened, Milo's mind seems to have his own life, at this time he regrets it, if he called the police just now, there may still be a glimmer of life now, but now......

Just as Milo's face was full of despair and thought, suddenly, an old man with a rigid look and a snow-white beard pushed the door and walked in.

"Professor Héctor?" Milo was stunned.

"Milo, I didn't expect you to be chosen." However, to Milo's astonishment, his professor actually said such a thing.

"What was chosen? Professor, you ......" Milo wanted to say something, but when he saw two Asian men in black suits and sunglasses behind Professor Héctor with cold faces, he immediately swallowed the rest of the words.

"We are the Stellar Life Science Foundation, Mr. Milo, you have three minutes to prepare, and we need to catch the flight to Huaxia Haizhou at three o'clock in the afternoon in the next hour." One of the men said solemnly.

Milo's eyes widened and his mouth opened, but his confused head spat out only one sentence.

“what-the-****？” (To be continued.) )