"Is it a 'related institution'......"

Hearing her lover's speculation, Su Xue thought silently for a while, and then raised her head and looked at Long Yun:

"Well, that's a possibility.

But Long Yun, in fact, I personally don't think that there will be any specialized institutions in China that study 'energy media' and even superpowers; Why do I say this, in fact, I am only guessing, because I have always had superpowers since I was a child, but I have never found any clues that can prove that the country is conducting research in this area.

But well, ......."

"But what?"

Seeing that Su Xue was a little hesitant when she spoke, Long Yun knew that this little girl had always been quick thinking and perceptive, so he could ask her if she had any new ideas, "Do you think of some signs that such research has been carried out in China?" ”

"Oh, no.

Actually, I just thought about it, if the truth is really as I guessed, the 'energy medium' has only 'recently' appeared in the real world for some reason - then Long Yun, according to our personal experience, you must also know that this change will not be an isolated point, but a change in the entire line of events; In other words, the change should be all-encompassing and self-justifying.

So now that you think about it, with the sudden occurrence of the change of 'energy media', even if there were no superpower research institutions in China, but what about 'now'?

Yes, I'm talking 'now', and we can still be sure that there must be no such institutions in the country. ”

"Oh......"

From "energy media" to "world distortion". Su Xue's words made Long Yun fall into a short thought. He didn't understand what the lover was trying to say at first. Then he slowly clarified his thoughts and nodded to her.

Yes, if the truth is as Su Xue guessed, since the history of the real world is no longer an irreplaceable dusty timeline, then with the continuous influence of parallel worlds on the real world, theoretically speaking, it is possible to make any kind of bizarre changes in reality.

Even if there were no such research institutes in China before, who can be sure of this after history has been "distorted" and changed?

This feeling that history could change at any time and that the place where he landed was crumbling made Long Yun very uncomfortable. It's as if all of a sudden the world's indirect information and historical records are no longer reliable, and the only way to know the world as it is is to rely on one's own memories and those of one's lover -- and even if there are such memories, what can be done: once the appearance of the real world changes, everyone's memories will also be unrecognizable, and the two of them will not be the ones who really "remember" wrongly.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little irritable, Long Yun subconsciously took the ring from the little girl's hand and stuffed it back into the brocade box. Then bring the two boxes, one large and one small, to Su Xue:

"Well, don't think about it so much now.

Su Xue. I'm leaving today, so I'll leave for you to keep these valuables. As for the mystery of the 'energy medium' induction this time, I think it's useless for us to just sit here and think about it; if the matter really matches your guess, then there may be some clues left on the Burmese side, didn't you say that this ring can let us enter the palace, if we have time to go back, we might as well go and take a look." ”

"One, do you want to go together?"

Seeing her lover hand over the gem to herself for safekeeping, Su Xue happily took the box and put it on her lap, as a woman, she naturally felt that Long Yun's expression could show the intimacy of the relationship between the two; And when she heard Long Yun say "go to Myanmar when you have time", the little girl was even more overjoyed to pick up the conversation:

"Okay; I just want to go and see it, maybe I can spend a few days with my parents. ”

……

The trip, which was delayed for a few days because of an emergency, seemed to be in such a hurry when it really came.

According to the latest instructions sent by the "organization", he hurriedly packed up and left, Long Yun did not let Su Xue drive him, but handed over the luggage to the logistics consignment, and he was quite low-key with a travel bag on his back and ready to take the subway to the airport. When saying goodbye at the door, the reluctant little girl hugged and kissed him for a while, and asked him if he could have a chance to come back in the middle, to which he could not answer truthfully, so he had to coax the lover first against his will:

"There should be, I'll try to get it. I'll call you often, so I'm relieved. ”

"Yes! If you're free, call every day~"

"Hehe, okay."

It is quite rare to walk out of the house, while using the consciousness defense technique to keep himself from remembering the details of the task, Long Yun waved his hand while walking, and said goodbye to his lover who was leaning on the door and looking away.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, taking the loop line at the subway station near the community, sitting in the subway car where there are not many passengers, feeling the slight bump of the wheels rubbing against the rails, and the sound of metal scraping in his ears, Long Yun sat on the bench with his backpack in both hands, feeling a little drowsy.

This time he went out in a hurry, and his condition was not too good.

The reason why he feels a little tired is not only because he has experienced too much recently, and he has not been able to rest well, but he himself is not fully prepared to go to a foreign country to fight, which should also be one of the reasons.

Yes, it's going to war, isn't it?

Although in terms of "organization", the details of the mission explained above are only secret investigations and tracking mysterious high-speed aircraft, but if you really go to the Middle East, a place full of wolf smoke, to carry out a mission, I am afraid that it will definitely not survive without fighting so many tough battles. Compared to the world war in the parallel world, where you didn't need to worry about dying, what kind of battle is it like in the real world, and what if something happens to you?

He hasn't thought through these questions at all, so it's no wonder that there is a sense of burnout now, is it a subconscious desire to escape from something deep in his heart?

Yes, escape is also an option.

But...... Even if you really don't like to participate in the war, put yourself in a dangerous situation of fire and shrapnel, the thought of the mysterious flying machine that appeared in the gloomy night sky, the stimulation of the tragedy of Wutongpo is like an excessive dose of irritating medicine, accompanied by bursts of stinging pain diffuse in the blood vessels. Rational thinking seems to disappear without a trace in an instant, and with it comes an extreme desire to explore the truth; The scene of consciousness snooping is so vivid in my mind, even if I only heard Wang Weiguo tell it once, but once is completely enough.

Could that burning hellish be like a meteor falling from the sky on some ordinary day?

With the deceleration of the subway into the station, the familiar voice broadcast sounded again, and the Capital Airport Station was already in front of you.

The passengers who were about to get off the bus, bursts of chaotic thoughts pulled Long Yun back to reality, and he looked around aimlessly at these ordinary passengers who accidentally shared a bus, but soon went their separate ways, and maybe they would never see each other again in this life, as if they had suddenly determined their intentions and goals. picked up his backpack and hung it on his chest, rubbing his thin ID card in his hand, but he unconsciously sighed a little in his heart, or there was a hint of sentimentality:

This card, for a while, he will not be able to use it for the time being.

Walking in the underground passage connecting the station and the airport, he took out his mobile phone to contact the "organization" of the answering staff, and learned that the ticket and other procedures had been completed, Long Yun walked forward briskly, until he entered the waiting hall, swiped his ID card at the entrance control and boarded the plane all the way, and the consciousness snooping technique detected the information seen by the security personnel, the name of "Zhang Desheng" and a series of related entries, which made him aware of one thing, that is, from this moment on, his identity information has been completely altered, There is no real boarding information left behind, and no one can find and track it.

In other words, from the moment he stepped out of the country by plane, the identity of "Long Yun" had been blocked by the "organization" from the basic information database of national citizens, and he had become a "person without a shadow" who joined the secret front.

Suddenly, when he really faced this, like everyone's knee-jerk reaction, Long Yun also felt a little irrepressible panic; But after the brief stress subsided, he took a few deep breaths in his comfortable economy seat, calming his mind and focusing on the task he was about to accomplish. As the consciousness touched the concept of "mysterious flying machine" again, the black ghostly trace resurfaced in his mind, and intuitively felt that this was a dark potential threat, and the expression of Long Yun on the seat did not change at all, but his pupils were unconsciously shrinking slightly.

The moment the hatch closed, the boarding bridge slowly retracted, and the huge wide-body passenger plane slowly taxied to the runway and accelerated into the air, Long Yun also confirmed his mission very firmly, and it was also the goal he must achieve - the meaning behind this goal may be unprecedentedly complex, but the action itself can also be very simple:

Whatever method you use, you must find the mysterious flying machine;

Find him first, then kill him.

……

At 5:20 p.m. Beijing time, Thai Airways flight TG615 from Beijing to Karachi took off on time.

At the same moment as the flight took off, in the sunset on the campus of Peking University, a corner of the science buildings bathed in orange and yellow sunlight, pacing away from the bustling aisles and doorways of the building that was getting out of class, Shangguan Ling, who held his mobile phone in his ear, looked back at the endless stream of pedestrians, and felt a bundle of eyes thrown from all directions, often with unknown meanings, and somehow felt a trace of nervousness in his heart. (To be continued......)