Ryan hangs out of the window of the editor-in-chief's office.

He grabbed the edge of the window with one hand, and pulled the window with the new light-transmitting material outward, and sure enough, it opened. This old man opens this window every day, stares at the window in a daze at every turn, closes it again when he gets off work, and never locks it.

Although the window could not be opened by a large amount, it was enough for Ryan's body, which had lost nearly a third of his body weight, to pass.

Ryan stumbled into the room, and after making sure that no alarms had been triggered, he removed the hood of his cloak.

Everything in the editor-in-chief's office was as it was yesterday, still familiar, with things on the table laid out haphazardly, as if the editor-in-chief had just walked away, and there was still leftover coffee in the cup.

This old man still doesn't like to brush cups. Ryan sat down at his desk, woke up the lights and monitor on the desk, and entered the editor-in-chief's boot code. This cipher Ryan had seen the editor-in-chief lose many times, and the old man changed it every three months, but only the third-to-last digit. Sure enough, after a few tries, I went in.

The entrance to the Central Administration's file access system was on the desktop, he opened it, typed in the editor-in-chief's ID: Dickland-8-G-913, and a box below asked for a personal password, Ryan opened the drawer on his right, took out a dynamic token, and entered the password that changed every 30 seconds.

A box lights up: Is it for me? Place your finger on the sensor or look at the screen.

Damn, with the exclusive terminal of the place of work, plus the dynamic port token, it still hasn't escaped the fingerprint iris.

Ryan thought for a moment, and finally picked up the special line contact that Vincent had given him.

"Hey, Yuxiang, I'm Ryan. Can you go to the GRS now, there is a ...... Something to look up. ”

I don't want to get Yuxiang involved, but there is no other way.

Yu Xiang didn't ask more over there, "Now?" Good. ”

Fifteen minutes later, Yuxiang replied: "I'm here, what do you want to check?" "This kid must have gone with a five-speed sliding wheel.

"I have the highest authority ID and one-time password, can you assume that it is my own query?"

Ryan felt the hesitation on Yuxiang's side, which was clearly asking him to violate the rules, but after a few seconds, Ryan heard Yuxiang say, "Okay." ”

Yuxiang entered as an archivist, and Ryan reported the ID and dynamic password to the editor-in-chief of Yuxiang, and Yuxiang clicked "Confirm" under the box of "Please confirm with the administrator, whether I inquire about it".

"Yuxiang, I want to check, the father of Ryan-3-E-537, the biological father."

Ryan heard Yuxiang's faint breathing in the contact, he must have been surprised that this was the one he wanted to query with the highest privilege ID.

But Yuxiang didn't ask much, and only said softly: "I'm not sure if there is a record in the system." ”

Yes, newborns have no relationship with their biological parents since they were raised intensively, and there is nothing else between the preferred person and the newborn except for the reproductive relationship, which is written into the law of the Ark. In order to prevent psychological distress, it is also the Ark's rule that the preferable person will take amnestics after the newborn leaves to erase most of the memories of the child, and the title "father" has become an ancient word, and the Ark people do not even have a surname. Now that this relationship has been completely cleared of the Ark, why is there any need to keep it in the system?

Ryan took the liaison, he knew that Yu Xiang was trying to query, whether there was a system or not, Yu Xiang would rummage through every possible corner, and some kind of intuition told him that there must be one in the system.

Ryan stood up, using the faint light, to search the bookshelf behind the editor-in-chief.

Yes, this is it!

The lock on the office door rattled.

The fingerprint lock opens at the touch of a button, and the door is pushed open.

Ryan turned and stood still, the fluorescent glow of the monitor on the table flickering in the darkness, and a man walked in.

"Why, you don't turn on the lights at night?" The editor-in-chief raised his hand to turn on the office light, walked in, and sat down in the chair in front of his desk, facing Ryan, where Ryan sat every time he arrived.

Ryan looked fixedly at the editor-in-chief's face, the one he was familiar with, with its brown skin and dark blue eyes, which looked a little tired. The editor-in-chief never works overtime on weekdays, and even if there is something, he will use the mobile terminal at home to deal with it, and Ryan can't think of a reason why he suddenly appeared here.

The editor-in-chief rubbed his face with his hands, raised his head, showed his usual staring look, and said, "I haven't seen you for many days, and I've lost a lot of weight." ”

The sudden light made Ryan very uncomfortable, and he thought that the editor-in-chief would call the police, but the editor-in-chief just sat there, looked at him, and motioned to him with his eyes: Please take a seat.

Ryan had no choice but to sit down in the editor-in-chief's seat. "You, why are you here?"

The editor-in-chief did not answer, but looked to the side, "Why, came in through the window?" He looked back at it again, "What's going on...... Ryan, you're really impressing. The editor-in-chief's eyes were fixed on Ryan's face.

Ryan didn't shy away from that gaze, "If you're going to call the police, that's your freedom, but before that, can you answer me a few questions?" ”

The editor-in-chief smiled and said, "Okay, not busy, you say." ”

"Why is everything calm during the time I haven't come?"

"Why, you still think you didn't mess me up enough, I wiped your ass less, and I rubbed it until now, and I don't care about one more time."

"Say I'm sick? Bedridden? It's a small thing to say that it's a panic, but if it's revealed, it's not a trivial matter to cover up the fact that a Arkman is missing. ”

The editor-in-chief leaned back, folded his fingers with his hands, and put them on his stomach, "That friend of yours, Vincent, gave me benefits, I can't see it, a fat man who is a hanger, but he is extremely generous, and he is an invisible rich man." ”

"That's ...... Is that all? Ryan looked skeptical.

"Or else?" The editor-in-chief put his hand into his pocket, took out an e-cigarette, took a puff, and arched the skin above his eyebrows, "You also know that this place in the Ark Daily is a Qingshui Yamen." ”

Ryan looked at the editor-in-chief, "Editor-in-chief, every time you don't tell the truth, that's it. ”

"Heh, believe it or not—what's the problem?" The editor-in-chief took another puff and exhaled the smoke.

"So......" Ryan sat upright, his eyes sincere, "Editor-in-Chief, as a journalist, what do you think a society without inheritance looks like?" ”

The skin on the editor-in-chief's forehead continued to twist up, and said, "What do you mean, do you say the Ark?" ”

"The people of the Ark, editor-in-chief, they don't have families, I mean, families built by blood ties like in prehistory. They have no intergenerational relationship, they grow up with their peers, they are constantly compared and tested, and then they are put into the workplace like a matching seat, and they begin a life of labor. Their marital relationship is involuntary, and after giving birth to children, the relationship between parents and children is quickly erased, and there is no one before or after them in their lives, only themselves, only their own lives - however, the previous human beings were not like this, and our ancestors who once lived on this planet were not like this. ”

"So what? The Earth is no longer the Earth, and we certainly cannot be who we were then. ”

"But editor-in-chief, why, why does it have to be like this?"

"I don't know why you're asking, but if I answer, it seems like I'm naïve in order to survive better."

"So we'll be fine?"

"Otherwise, what else would you do, wouldn't it be enough that you could be fed, clothed, healthy, and even physically strong on this barren planet?" The editor-in-chief raised his voice.

"Editor-in-chief, but we give up too much, our past, our memories, our heritage, just to ensure the most basic health, is it worth it? If an individual's life is only a few decades, how can we accumulate wisdom and guide future generations if everyone lives only a few decades of their own? ”

"You live your life for a few decades!"

"Editor-in-chief, the Ark has nothing but official publications, and what do we, as the only media, produce? Generations of Ark people, what do they care about besides their own lives, and how can our population, if it is official, progress? ”

"What do you want to say?"

"Editor-in-chief, those prehistoric ones, those books, those former human civilizations, if they have become fragments, we can still rebuild them, we already have more developed brains, we can re-establish the system of human civilization, instead of, instead of becoming a group

No fun, no ideals, no hope, just wandering souls who walk from one district to another! ”

"Enough!" The editor-in-chief stood up, "You don't come back in the middle of the night, I don't need to listen to your crazy words!" ”

Ryan also stood up, his voice trembling with excitement, "Editor-in-chief, then let me ask you, do you know what's outside the cabin?" ”

"What's out there?" The editor-in-chief was stunned, "Is this in my hands, you go and ask the testing department of the Comprehensive Management Bureau!" ”

Ryan put his hands on the table and stared at the editor-in-chief, "You really don't know?" ”

The editor-in-chief laughed: "Comrade Lane, your requirements are too high, the report of the inspection department is long, to be honest, I can't remember it even if I read it!" ”

"Editor-in-chief, as the head of the Ark News Agency, you really don't know?"

"Ryan, what do you mean, tell you the truth, I just know, I will report whatever I am asked to report, I will say whatever I want, this is my greatest responsibility as the head of a news organization!"

Ryan slowly straightened up, "...... Good, good. ”

"So, editor-in-chief, one last question, who gave you that hand-drawn poetry book of yours?"

Ryan saw the editor-in-chief's eyes move, and then looked at the bookshelf behind him.

Ryan pulled out the dark blue cover book and placed it in front of the editor-in-chief, "You said it was given by a friend of yours, who is he?" ”

The editor-in-chief stared at the book and reached forward.

At this moment, the liaison on the table rang, although the volume was not loud, but in the silent room, Yu Xiang's voice was clearly audible: "Ryan, I found it, Ryan, your, the biological father is, Diclan -8- G -913." ”

"Hey, Ryan, are you there, did you hear that, I said, the system shows that your father is Declan-8- G-913, he, he's the current editor-in-chief of the Ark Daily......"