Sentence by word, it is overflowing with pride in their work.

This is enough to make the people around you agree. And more importantly, the rest of the people also found that this was a good opportunity to alleviate the embarrassing situation, and they all responded to it.

Some people asked about the details of the trial, some asked about the support of the locals for the boss, some asked about the attitude of those people towards antiques, and then mentioned the dominant attitude towards antiques in the circles of these legal personnel in Beijing.

Like luxury, the weak use a tool to comfort themselves.

Luxuries are used by individuals to comfort themselves themselves; Antiques are used by the group to comfort the group itself. In the current era, if it is difficult for a certain group to find the direction of development and progress, it will subconsciously begin to try its best to publicize the glory of the past to comfort itself.

Occasional comfort is not too much of a problem, but if it appears too often, even for the sake of antiques, monuments, etc., to hinder the development of modern times, then it can be said: 'This group has suffered from a disease called 'decline.' ’

Theoretically, the group suffering from this 'evil disease' should be persuaded to correct their mistakes. Of course, the other party should not listen--- at this time, the annexation of them represents the progress of mankind, and it is the work that the great Han government has the responsibility and obligation to do.

After such a point of view flew for a while, the topic shifted to the specific value of the antique itself.

"A pot, no matter what age it is, is just a pot after all. If any country can develop as rapidly as we do, no one will care about the pot of the past. Only the weak chickens that do not develop will look at the past wealth as bigger than the sky. ”

"Like it says in the book." The people on the side should be kind. "Only those who carry history on their backs, rather than under their feet, will overestimate the value of antiques."

"How can a smart man bury something valuable with himself?" Someone commented. "Isn't that a temptation to dig up one's own grave?"

"This kind of thing should not be investigated and dealt with by the tax department, it should be our job anyway..."

"This, it's not up to us to decide, the above has its own resolution."

Next, someone mentioned that Jaesuke came to power in the early days, and when he lacked funds, he had sold some antiques.

"That's nonsense." The others immediately retorted. "Many businessmen have been secretly supporting adults for a long time, how could they need to do this?"

"If you do, you won't deny it." Someone else said so. "Don't forget, when the research institute was first established, the lord ordered the sale of a lot of antiques, and then transferred the funds to the research institute--- according to him, this is as worthy of boasting as 'selling swords and buying cattle'."

"Buying antiques and doing scientific research can prove to many people that adults are determined." Someone else said. "The price of domestic antiques has been greatly reduced, which is what happened at this time...."

After a while, the conversation shifted to those who still cling to old ideas and often defend the value of antiques.

'The self-comfort of the loser', 'The blindness of the laggard', 'The emotion of going astray'.... Many of these words come out of these people's mouths.

Crash.

The sound of cups falling to the ground and shattering overwhelmed the chatter for a while. Many people follow the prestige, it is Lin Feirui.

She must have been stimulated by a certain word. Faces contorted, tears welling up in their eyes.

As if trying to comfort her, the man next to him put his arm on her shoulder. But she pushed her away, and the woman rushed out.

There was silence in the room for a moment, and then there was a commotion again. Hu Yuan looked at Su Ran and found that the other party was still sitting there with his head down.

Well, if the target is not her, it is Ms. Zhou Suyan?

Hu Yuan looked over, and the contractor who was called 'Madam' around him was now showing a sad look. Someone around tried to talk to her, but she would barely reply, and then she would continue to sit there, unmoving.

Moments later, the conversation shifted to the funeral ritual.

In this circle, there seems to be a popular atmosphere called 'flower burial'.

After death, a person is buried under a flowering plant after being processed by a certain technology of biological genetics. When the season comes, when the family comes to visit the grave and pay their respects, the flowers will bloom, and on the traces of the petals, there is the appearance of the deceased.

Many works, books, comics, and movies, boast and glorify this practice, saying that it is a continuation of genes, as if it were 'living even though it is dead'.

Then, a number of other rumors spread along the topic. The price of investment in the Institute of Biological Genes has also risen a lot recently, although it seems inconspicuous, although it is said that there have been many accidents, but that Mr. Harwick has produced many outstanding results, and the flower burial is just one of them.

"I heard that they have recently been working on rice and corn that can be grown without soil and with seawater." Someone said. "A lot of progress has been made."

"In this way, we can save a lot of arable land." The person next to him said.

"What is this?" Someone else said. "They also developed techniques for rebirth of severed limbs."

"There's a lot more to that." The man next to him said. "A reborn amputated limb may become necrotic after a period of time; People who participate in this treatment often experience a decline in the function of other organs after surgery..."

"The problem will be solved sooner or later." Said the person who just mentioned this technique. "They're still working on it."

"Compared to other departments that have failed a lot of experiments recently, the biological genetics department is really amazing."

Hu Yuan couldn't help but think of the Fusang people mentioned in his diary.

Is that the work of the Institute of Biological Genetics (BID) in this way? I thought it was...

No, that diary may have been written by the guy named Logan, fake. The purpose was to deliberately mislead me.

... They said that it was okay to kill me, so they shouldn't have deliberately misled me or anything.

Will misleading be incidental? In order to prevent people from other teams from approaching this --- help them disguise themselves as aborigines, give them the ability to issue tasks.... It is possible that the Institute of Biogenetics, which has also done a lot of other research, deliberately made such a diary?

Then, if someone discovers the power of the institute by accident, but sees the diary, they will involuntarily have misunderstandings and bad feelings, and maybe they will attack the institute or something.

In this way, the opportunity to cooperate with the institute and gain strength from them is lost?

DTPH....