Seeing that Qu Zhaodi was scared, the black mother couldn't bear it, and said something useless: "Maybe I was wrong at the beginning, and I shouldn't have encouraged you to join the Space Force." Otherwise, nothing would have happened today, and you wouldn't have been in such a difficult situation. ”

Qu Zhaodi sighed: "As far as this matter is concerned, I am very grateful to you. Without the Space Force's advanced scientific and technological reconnaissance methods, I would never have ever figured out what kind of person my father was and what he was busy with every day. Maybe until now, I can only mix in the Earth Protectors Alliance and achieve nothing, and how can I have the opportunity to learn a good kung fu of taekwondo from Wang Xinyu? ”

The black brain moved slightly, and added to him: "And that well-equipped brain science research laboratory." If it weren't for that temptation, you wouldn't have taken on the title of deputy head at all. ”

At the mention of the research room, Qu Zhaodi suddenly looked cautious, "You seem to be particularly interested in my laboratory?" Why? ”

"Haha!"

Hei Mu popped up these two words to laugh, "Don't worry, even though I have great powers, I also know how to respect the privacy of others." If you don't tell me what you're studying, I won't take the initiative to inquire. Although I know exactly what you did in that room. ”

"You ......" Qu Zhaodi was angry when he heard it, but in the face of such an arrogant tablet, he was helpless, he couldn't really lift it up and smash it to pieces.

Hei Mu changed the subject: "Get that cosmic scenario laboratory, I believe that one day you will discover my secret, that is, the secret related to the King Continent." Whatever you want, just do it, and as long as the key is not revealed to you by me, the Ark will not be destroyed. The Continent of Light has brought you a new life, but it is not your final destination, with your loose character, you are not suitable to be a soldier, but you should go to the King's Canyon to be the first hero, anyway, there is a shortage of heroes. ”

Qu Zhaodi gritted his teeth with hatred, "Are you still thinking that I just turned eight years old this year, and I'm playing games with you with the PSP?" You can use your imagination to make up stories, but don't belittle me and say I'm not fit to be a soldier! ”

The black head shook as if sighing, "The story has a beginning and an end, but unfortunately the previous endings were never what I wanted." The current experience of the earth can only be regarded as one of the reincarnation stories, and I am not sure if it is the last. Only by successfully landing on the King Continent will the wheel of history not spin in place. For this game to be final, the Ark must be activated, or the game will have to be restarted. You are the one who opened up the space of change, and I have to assist you to a limited extent to prevent you from dying before you can leave the earth. You know all the secrets of Wang Xinyu, it is a thorn in his side, he will kill you sooner or later, otherwise he will be restless every day because of the existence of your big threat. Well, you'll need me again soon, so don't miss out on the space key and don't regret it. ”

This long sentence pops up, and the brain disappears from the screen, followed by a flash of white light, and the computer goes into a shutdown state.

Qu Zhaodi had no intention of keeping the black mother, that guy must have gone crazy playing games, so he would say something strange, and he could blow through his ears as the wind. But the content related to Wang Xinyu, every word accurately describes the current predicament, so that he has nowhere to escape, and he can no longer ignore it. And even if you keep asking, I'm afraid you won't be able to ask Qu Zhaohang's whereabouts, which will only make your mood worse, so it's better to end the conversation as soon as possible and continue to stay alone.

The office was quiet, which was exactly what Qu Zhaodi needed. After sitting for a moment, he opened the desk drawer and took out a dozen pages of photocopied documents in front of him. That was the fuse for him to use "suicide" to bring down the Qu group, and after reading it, he completely despaired of his father.

The content of the document turned out to be a handwritten record, and the recorder used standard italics. In this new era of highly developed electronic technology, except for the old post-50s and post-60s, among the young generation who hold the keyboard all day long and do keyboard warriors, very few people can write such a good calligraphy.

Qu Zhaodi didn't know how many times he had read the content of the letter, but no matter how many times he read it, his heart would always suffer a strong impact, which made him miserable. Every time he read to the end, he wanted to tear the pages to shreds, but every time he held back. He reminded himself that he had to keep in mind what kind of shameless dressed beast Qu Dong was the invincible and flawless Qu Dong in the eyes of others.

The stolen copy paper records Qu Mairong's review of his life journey, which can be said to be his memoir. The motivation for writing this memoir may not even be clear to him. And the impulse of the moment made his eldest son really understand his inner world, and also understood why for so many years, he has been a bitter child who seems to have everything, but in fact has nothing.

Qu Mairong's greatest fear should be that Qu Zhaodi saw this document, but he was reluctant to destroy it, so he kept hiding in a secret optical laboratory on the ground floor of the Longtian Science and Technology Building. What he never expected was that Qu Zhaodi's magical powers were so vast that he could even find that kind of hidden place, and although he didn't take the original, he made a copy by hand.

Let's talk about the relationship between Qu Mairong and Qu Zhaodi.

Since Qu Zhaodi became sensible, Qu Mairong believed that this child was born to be his nemesis. After giving birth to her youngest son Qu Zhaohang, Mrs. Yao Ziqian died of a strange blood disease. Doctors had suspected the cause of Yao Ziqian's death, and after her death, several people offered to do an autopsy, but Qu Mairong forcefully refused.

In the eyes of outsiders, the resistance is completely out of Qu Mairong's love and nostalgia for his wife, but the eldest son, who is not yet ten years old, always looks at him so strangely, as if he is staring at an alien. This made him feel a sense of fear that his heart was pierced, and it seemed that if he kept staring at him like this, the secret hidden in his heart would be completely and completely revealed by his son, even if his internal organs would not stop bleeding because of this, he would not care - all this child wanted was the truth about his mother's death.

In the winter in Shanghai, the cold is always mixed with biting humidity, and the feeling of freezing into the bone marrow can keep people's minds clear.

It was as warm as spring in the Longtian Building, but on that winter afternoon, Qu Mairong wanted to experience the natural climate on a whim, so he ordered someone to adjust the ecosystem of the underground office floor to a state of synchronization with the outside world.

Rubbing his almost frozen hands, Qu Mairong recalled his childhood, and he had a strong urge to write an autobiography. He didn't know who he was going to write to, he just wanted to write it, and he wanted to pour out the words that had been buried in his stomach for most of his life, even if no one actually listened.

Spending the whole afternoon, sprinkled with a dozen pieces of letterhead, his clogged heart was much more relaxed, as if the river full of silt had suddenly dredged, and he could even hear the sound of blood "rattling" through the atrium. It's a good idea to pour out your heart in this primitive way, so as not to drive the troubled reality crazy.

Qu Mairong also knew that keeping this memoir was to plant a bomb in the Longtian Building, and it was hard to guarantee that one day it would blow him to pieces. Once a memoir is read by someone else, a handwritten manuscript can be turned into evidence of a crime.

But as long as he's alive, he doesn't worry about his memoirs leaking out, but if he dies, he's not sure. He hid it in a safe, which was theoretically foolproof, but it never felt safe.

Two months before his death, he finally made up his mind and destroyed this precious information, but he didn't expect that it was still a step too late, Qu Zhaodi was like a pervasive worm, he had already entered his secret laboratory and copied that thing from beginning to end.

It turns out that there is never a real secret. As the saying goes, if people don't know, unless they don't do it, as long as they do it, there will be a day when they will be noticed, and the person who uncovers the mystery is usually the closest person around them.