When Huaishi, who looked confused, was quickly brought to Professor Miyamoto, he didn't react to what was going on.

Why me?

Why is it always me?

He didn't understand from the bottom of his heart, and looked at the old man behind the glass with a haggard expression, "Professor Miyamoto, we haven't met before, have we?

"Truth be told, I can't trust Mr. Isaac, because he's different from the headmaster. ”

The gray-haired Koichiro Miyamoto said, "I have been friends with Mr. Isaac for many years, and I have never doubted his character. I also believed from the bottom of my heart that he would do whatever it took to maintain the Ivory Tower, but because of this, I could not trust him in matters that did not involve the Ivory Tower. ”

"What about me? I can be trusted?"

In the sharp gaze of the vice principal behind him, Huai Shi's face turned green.

I'm not righteous to fuck your old man, bury mines and wear small shoes for me in front of the leader, everyone is ignorant of life, why bother!

"I have heard of you, Mr. Huaishi—I know from my people and my friends what you have done, and I have great admiration for it. ”

Professor Miyamoto whispered, "It's ridiculous, but I think if there's a second person in the Ivory Tower that you can trust besides an upright person like the headmaster, it's you." ”

No, no, no, you made a mistake from the beginning, has Russell's old Wang Ba been related to the word integrity in his life? And, why do you give me such a high evaluation?

I haven't done anything the fuck!

"So, what do you like about me?" Huai Shi wants to cry without tears, can't I change it if you say it?

Professor Miyamoto raised his head meaningfully and glanced behind him, "I believe that if it were Mr. Isaac, he would never have made the decision to destroy the Land of Dusk. ”

“......”

Isaac didn't speak, he was indifferently silent, and he didn't argue with it.

It is true that he will do whatever it takes to fight for the power of the Ivory Tower, but he will never destroy the huge energy source of the Evening Country for the sake of so-called morality......

Huai Shi was speechless.

Smack.

Raise your hand, slam it hard, and slap it in the face.

I deeply feel the profound truth that all the fools you have committed in the past will find you in the future.

God knows how long he has been hanging by the Ivy League because of this, and he can't take off the hat of the number one loser and moral in the whole territory on his head.

He was about to argue and explain, and then he saw—

Behind the heavy security glass, the gray-haired old professor, Mr. Kenichiro Miyamoto, who had been teaching and educating people for forty years and was highly respected in the school, slowly got up.

Ignoring the shackles on the legs and arms.

Bent down, bowed solemnly, bent his knees, and knelt down to the young man in front of him, who was less than a quarter of his age, and apologized.

Earthen seat.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Huaishi, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have involved you. ”

The old man knelt on the ground and pleaded hoarsely: "But I can't think of anyone else who is willing and able to help me except you, please." ”

He lowered his head, choked and prayed, "Please, help me, help us......"

Huai Shi was dumbfounded.

When he subconsciously reached out to help, his hands hit the glass of the interrogation room, which triggered the alarm and almost caused the people in the monitoring room to call the guards directly.

When he was at a loss to comfort Professor Miyamoto, he lowered his head and saw the marks of scales on the back of his neck.

Professor Miyamoto is a bestial.

Or, in the most common way...... Hybrid.

In the silence, Professor Miyamoto fell prostrate on the ground, like a stone sculpture full of cracks, so that Huaishi instantly lost his strength, collapsed on the chair, rubbed his eyebrows, and couldn't help sighing: "So, what is going on? Please at least let me see the records and files first......

Isaac waved his hand behind him, and naturally the commissioner of the Command Bureau brought the case with him.

Huai Shi still belongs to the official supervision officer and military attache sequence within the Astronomical Society, and the authority to know the situation of the case is at least there.

When he saw the two big words on the title, he couldn't help but jump wildly out of the corners of his eyes.

Green Day.

It's a green day again.

Since his debut, he seems to have been guilty of rushing with this organization, going out to apply for a job and meeting a goldfish seller, making a friend who was stabbed in the back, going out to eat black and meeting a smuggler on the green day, and even taking a train to meet their commander absconding in the current situation, it can be said that he was offended from Xinhai to Yingzhou, and from the current offense to the border.

The contradiction between the two sides is simply 360 degrees, and there are no dead ends.

According to the dossier, in recent months, the frequency of Green Sun activities has been outrageous, especially in the Yingzhou area, where the situation in several fixed mixed areas has become more and more unstable due to various factors, and law and order have plummeted, and there is a faint tendency to get out of control.

All kinds of clues indicate that someone is planning a riot in tandem with the mixed species in various places......

In the photograph taken by the informant, a blurry silhouette points to one of Professor Miyamoto's students.

Huai Shi breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought it was a big deal, my legs were still shaking.

"Don't worry, it's just a trivial matter, and it has nothing to do with you, professor. Huai Shi comforted: "Besides, maybe it just looks like it? The photo is so blurry, it may not be ......."

"Nope. ”

His words were interrupted by Professor Miyamoto.

The disheartened professor raised his eyes and calmly admitted: "That should be the 'Divine City' himself, there is nothing wrong with it." ”

The future of the City of God.

Male, 32 years old, geneticist, registered name 'differentiation'.

As a hybrid born in the slums, he was gifted and intelligent, and he was officially admitted to the Imperial University at the age of thirteen by self-study with a few incomplete textbooks.

Then, two years later, at the age of fifteen, he would have been the youngest person to become a scholar in recent decades, if it had not been for Martin's later record.

It can be called a prodigy.

Let Huai Shi be embarrassed and embarrassed, if it weren't for the Book of Fate, he wouldn't even be able to speak languages other than Dongxia language.

After becoming a scholar, Shencheng Future was not lazy and began to specialize in the field of gene expression in genetics, with great results.

Unfortunately, he is more famous for his radical political views on the issue of mixed-race rights than his talent.

Activist.

He advocated the use of violent movements and revolutions to fight for the rights of mixed ethnic groups, and expressed unusual dissatisfaction and disgust with the conservative policies of the current Authority.

Now it seems that he and Green Sun are mixed up, which is not unexpected.

Professor Miyamoto has always been warned from all sides because of his radical views. But out of love for talents, he has never dealt with Shencheng in any way, nor has he stuck any budget, but in addition to experimental teaching, he also has a lot of persuasion and persuasion in life.

There was a time when the relationship between the two was like that of father and son, and they cooperated closely and made many achievements......

"He was my best student and I had hoped that he would carry on my mantle...... Unexpectedly, he was irrational to such an extent. ”

The old Professor Miyamoto whispered: "No, it seems that he is already disappointed with the current situation, right? It's just because of the face of a bad old man like me that he has to be humiliated...... It's so stupid, Shencheng, it's so stupid, why would you do such a thing?"

Seeing the old man's haggard and numb appearance, Huai Shi sighed pityingly: "So, do you hope that I can help you and make your students change their minds?"

"So far, where do I have the face to say that kind of thing. ”

Miyamoto raised his head, not only self-deprecating but also helpless, and smiled at Huai Shi with difficulty—if the twitch at the corner of his mouth could be regarded as a smile.

He said, "Kill him, before he hurts more." ”

Huai Shi's eyes widened.

A month ago, the future of the Divine City suddenly said goodbye without saying goodbye.

At first, everyone thought it was a disappearance and a kidnapping. After all, the project he is working on now has a lot of value, and if the monopolies want to do something about their project, this is the best opportunity.

Miyamoto Koichiro ran in all directions, pleading for a search, but in the end it was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no results.

But there is still luck in my heart.

At least he didn't see the body, at least it showed that he was still alive - it didn't matter if the research results were stolen at all, as long as Shencheng-kun was willing to cooperate, the people who knew the precious value of the scholar would definitely treat him properly and generously, right?

With such unrealistic delusions, it was a long month.

When the Ombudsman of the Celestial Society came to the door, he finally understood what his missing student had done—

"He took all the materials and virus samples from the laboratory, violated the precepts of the scholars, and trampled the results of all the participants under his feet. ”

Miyamoto slowly raised his head and said in a trembling voice: "If it's just like this, it's just that I'm blind, and it's not human, but what he wants to do is even more excessive and cruel than this-"

"Professor Miyamoto, Miyamoto, Ichiro String-"

Vice Principal Isaac, who was listening silently in the corner, suddenly raised his eyes, and his expression became cold: "You don't want to say that the project that Shencheng took away is the one you have been working on recently, right?"

Miyamoto closed his eyes in despair.

Only Huai Shi looked around blankly, not understanding what was going on.

Soon, Professor Miyamoto's research results and materials were placed in front of him.

【Single-stranded negative-strand RNA virus】

This is a virus that is catalyzed by the Sendai virus through a special environment, and finally artificially catalyzed under harsh conditions, but in fact it is not contagious, and the symptoms are so weak that even a cold is not comparable, except for a low-grade fever of about three hours, there is no harm to humans.

It is a tool, a novel inducer of cell fusion.

"As you can imagine, it's like a welding torch—" the vice-chancellor said succinctly: "Welding two cells together in this way, and manually grafting, is only more efficient and convenient than all the tools used before, and can even accomplish many things that could not be done before." If it succeeds, it will be an epoch-making feat and a miracle of biology. ”

Huai Shi's eyes widened.

Scared......

Grafting and fusing cells at will is already close to the realm of the Creator!

If he can fully grasp this law and engrave it into the pillars of the present world, he will be able to become a true creator!

But what is really precious about it, for Miyamoto, is not at all.