Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 862 Naive Prophecy

For the next whole day, Luo Binhan was in a state where it was difficult to concentrate.He wanted to go to "Gun N' Flowers" again to see the situation, but Luo Jiaotian's visit made him a little bit unmotivated.The mysterious email still lingered in his head, and after repeated consideration, he still felt that Allerica was the only possible culprit.Sending emails may not be her style, but no one can say for sure, after all, she has never called him, and the motivation is too sufficient, because there is no doubt that this woman made him Others take pleasure in the pain of cleaning decks naked and on their knees.

He locked on the number one suspect, but went back to Zhou Yu's house first.Luo Jiaotian has already left with his schoolbag, only Zhou Yu is still reading in the living room.Luo Binhan asked him why he didn't go to work today, Zhou Yu raised his head and looked at him, with a little confusion in his reaction, as if he heard the word "go to work" for the first time in his life.

"I mean go to the laboratory." Luo Binhan reminded, "Go to work. Work. Work. Got it? Otherwise, what are you doing there? Supervising others to go to work like me?"

"Take a day off today." Zhou Yu explained, sinking back into his usual interests.Luo Binhan felt a little strange about this. He looked at his mobile phone and confirmed that today is Saturday.It is true that Saturday is usually regarded as a day of weekends, but he always thought that it had nothing to do with Zhou Yu.How could Zhou Yu take more than two days off in a week?This incident most likely indicates that the commercial experiment project he participated in is on the verge of bankruptcy.

Since Zhou Yu was not in a financially difficult situation, Luo Binhan was too lazy to point out this grim fact to him.He sat down on the sofa, and talked with Zhou Yu about the various changes in Lihai City in recent years.When they talked about the new teaching building of Ihae University of Medicine and Science, Luo Binhan asked suddenly: "Do you remember your roommate from the university?"

"I still remember the name and general appearance."

"Are you still in touch now?"

"I haven't specifically contacted them since graduation. But if you need them, you should be able to find their contact information in the classmate book. What's wrong?"

Robin Han shrugged.He didn't intend to ask Zhou Yu if he had disclosed his whereabouts to anyone, because that was completely unreasonable.Even so, he still briefly talked about the email Luo Jiaotian received.

"Another weird thing," he commented, "I don't know who did it."

"Was it made by Jinghuang or Fake? If it's Fake, I don't think it's hard to find an email address."

"Maybe." Luo Binhan said, but in his heart he felt that this was also not Falk's style.Pretending to write a letter to Luo Jiaotian in his name, this kind of behavior is not straightforward.It felt more like a joke, or a conspiracy, and the guy who did it was definitely not a candid person.

"I'll ask Jing Huang." Finally Luo Binhan said, "But I told Luo Jiaotian that this may be a joke made by your college classmates, if he asks you, remember to correct this sentence for me. I didn't tell him that someone else lived in my house."

Zhou Yu agreed without hesitation.And Luo Binhan was not worried that the fact that he ran to Zhou Yu's house alone would arouse Luo Jiaotian's suspicion. This is nothing new, not to mention that he is still in a state of "disappearing" theoretically.

"I actually want to know the consequences of this incident," Luo Binhan said again, "If Luo Jiaotian saw Jing Huang, what do you think he would say?"

"I won't say anything. Just say that you are borrowing from a distant relative of your family. Hasn't this happened before?"

"Yes, but I think it will be different this time." Luo Binhan said thoughtfully, "Didn't you feel anything when you saw Jing Huang for the first time? Do you still remember what kind of scene it was?"

Zhou Yu thought for a while and said, "He seems to be watching cartoons."

"Oh," Robin Han said, "actually, it's a live-action TV series... I don't know how to classify these things. The protagonists wear clothes that you would never try in real life, and then perform special effects magic. The effect is in my opinion. It looks really bad. Think about it. Real people can’t stand that kind of exaggerated dress. Of course you can wear seven colors on your body at the same time, but the effect is not very good-looking. Why don’t you just make it into animation? Movies? Is it out of cost considerations? Or do you think live-action shows will be more popular? Sometimes I really want to see their industry data."

Zhou Yu answered absent-mindedly, and then said after a while: "But I remember you are also watching this kind of live-action cartoon, right? The one performed by action actors wearing monster leather suits."

"That's different." Luo Binhan said seriously, "It's a documentary."

He had the opportunity to fully demonstrate to Zhou Yu that "acted by action actors wearing monster leather suits" can never sum up the fun of the special film, but the parrot that slipped out of Zhou Yu's bedroom interrupted his important speech.After two and a half years apart, the bird now clearly no longer considered him the most desirable object.Except for their first reunion, it now stays in Zhou Yu's bedroom most of the time, and only occasionally slips out to say hello to Luo Binhan when he feels bored.

In the past, when Luo Binhan was raising this parrot attracted by thorns, it would quietly peck open the lock of the window, and fly out swaggeringly for a long time.Robin Han once considered whether this is really safe. After all, a city full of high-rise buildings is by no means an illegal place for a parrot. It may die from drones, glass windows, metal walls, or even large raptors—he knows the neighbors in the city. A nature preserve might have attracted an eagle or a shrike—but he found he couldn't keep the bird that called out to the captain in a cage.It can open almost all locks with simple structures, and Luo Binhan has not forgotten that it once challenged the thorns on the eaves.It's hard to say what this proves, but Robin Han always felt that there was something special about this bird.

He didn't consider taking the bird back to his home again.On the one hand, his apartment is bustling enough: interstellar pirates that attract birds to nest overhead, alien lizards that release paralyzing toxins with their tongues and saliva, and shapeless cannibals from volcanic caverns.He wasn't sure what would happen if another parrot was thrown into this magic cave.On the other hand, for the past two and a half years, Zhou Yu has obviously taken care of this parrot very carefully, and it's almost a bit over-indulgent.There are bags and bags of nuts, cereals and mixed bird treats for him to enjoy in the locker, fresh water that is changed daily, a hanging cage that is always open, assorted parrot toys and seven or eight potted plants for his entertainment.Right now it is literally in heaven, not thinking about the old owner who pokes its belly every now and then.Luo Binhan also doubted whether it still had the ability to fly long distances, because at this moment it was lying on his lap with its legs stretched out, looking completely fat and extremely lazy.

"You feed it so well." Luo Binhan couldn't help but said to Zhou Yu, completely forgetting what they were talking about before, "This thing already looks like a flying pig."

Hook pecked at his finger in retaliation.It probably tasted malice from his tone.Luo Binhan didn't care about this small attack, but he had once faced a poisonous lizard that was furious because he lost his beloved ring.Instead he continued poking at the parrot's downy, downy belly, threatening to send it to Hell after death for its excessive enjoyment.A parrot should never eat better than its owner. Robin Han sternly warned it that if the owner of a parrot is a desperate kitchen killer, the parrot that eats raw food should be devout and ascetic, drinking only a few drops of dew every day, Live on a minimum of rice and chaff, for a servant should never have more pleasure than his master.Before he had finished promulgating his ten commandments for budgerigars, Hook had spread his wings to him and shouted: "MAYDAY! MAYDAY!"

Its cry for help called Zhou Yu's help.And perhaps influenced by Luo Binhan's sermon just now, Zhou Yu decided to cook a lunch in person.Robin Han suddenly suppressed his smile, and kept saying that they don't need to take this trouble.After leaving his hometown for so long, he really misses the takeaway food in his hometown, and he never gets tired of eating it even for a year.Zhou Yu lightly pointed out that it is extremely unhealthy, and even though he is not so proficient in cooking, in fact, he can make an ordinary lunch that is good enough for people to eat.After all, he has lived alone for many years—to be precise, he lived alone and relied on the cafeteria for many years. Luo Binhan refrained from supplementing him.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes," Robin Han said, "but are you sure you're going to do it? I mean, you don't have to go to work for a whole day and you have to cook for yourself? Is that reasonable? Isn't it a waste?"

There is no evidence that Zhou Yu is dissatisfied with this, or desperately wants to re-prove himself with a huge success.He just said calmly and with great confidence: "It's only a matter of 10 minutes at most, it doesn't matter."

Robin Han slowly removed the parrot from his lap.He suddenly realized that the fake e-mail was such an unusual and dangerous emergency that it was enough to overwhelm all other difficulties he had to face at present, so he should act immediately to find out who called Luo with evil intentions. arrogant.So he jumped up from the sofa and told Zhou Yu in a hurry that he couldn't stay for lunch, because he was in a hurry to go to his home to question Jing Huang's plot.

"...Can we go after dinner?" Zhou Yu said.

"There's no time for that!" Luo Binhan shouted indisputably, then grabbed his cell phone and rushed out of the room.He found that he was not at all ashamed of these behaviors, and if he had started a puppy relationship in high school, his teachers and classmates would never find out.

After he fled to the taxi, the sense of guilt for abandoning others in danger rose a little.But he argued to himself that this was not a real crisis, because Zhou Yu never realized the difference between delicious, unpalatable and fatal.He even vaguely recalled a time when Zhou Yu swallowed hot wontons, but he didn't realize it.That would have caused a serious accident, but somehow Zhou Yu seemed to be unharmed... that must have happened a long time ago.It is unbelievable that a person's destructive taste can make him not even distinguish between hot and cold, but Luo Binhan is sure that this must have happened once in reality, not out of pure imagination.Maybe it's something from high school, because his memory of that period of youth is somewhat confused.

"Evil door." He muttered, reached out and tapped his head.The driver watched him secretly in the rearview mirror, perhaps thinking that the man who got into the car in a fleeing posture was a bit suspicious.

Luo Binhan smiled at him and said, "I've noticed that my memory has declined recently."

The driver greeted vigilantly and friendly: "Did you sleep well?"

"One thing," Luo Binhan said, "I can't sleep at night. Work is not going well these days, and it's hard to earn money these days."

The driver agreed, and their conversation turned to the economy, gas prices, and taxes.In the chat, Luo Binhan claimed that he was a salesman, which seemed to be a purely natural reaction, which made him give a more popular answer when he heard that the other party used to be a real estate salesman.This lie has no real meaning, will not bring him any foreseeable good or bad, it is just for pure convenience-but what convenience is there?It just makes things look more ordinary and more reasonable.It wasn't a particularly eccentric, either, since he already knew he wasn't the only one doing it.Anytime here, anywhere right now, anyone would lie for no reason, just to make things look orderly.

This is not a "weird thing", Luo Binhan thought to himself when he walked into the community, whitewashing the peace is just a part of daily life, everyone may tell ten similar lies every day, but he doesn't even notice it.But somehow, he found himself paying extra attention to every lie he told today, even if the lies were meaningless.Once again he attributed this sensitivity to being away from home for too long.Yes, he used to talk nonsense back in "Africa," but not as skillfully, stylized, or at ease here.His mind seemed both lucid and dazed from lack of sleep.

He still put on an optimistic attitude and walked into his apartment.He was fully prepared to accept any degree of loss of his private property before entering the door, or to find that Momolo had finished watching all his private collections of movies and books.The expression on his face was like saying "Let me see what new tricks you have come up with", and he was ready to find some new jokes to hurt Jing Juan, but when he really walked into the living room, these Thoughts are thrown away.He was surprised to see Jing Huang sitting on the single sofa at the side of the living room, holding a half of the black remote control in his hand, with a rather gloomy expression.There is also a person sitting opposite Jing Huang, from Luo Binhan's perspective, he can almost only see his black back and slightly longer short hair.

In the first few seconds, Luo Binhan did not recognize the new customer at all, only knowing that this person was not Momolo, Zhou Ba or Yale Liga.He realized that this person was wearing a formal suit similar to a suit, and he couldn't connect this figure with anyone on the Silence. He vaguely thought of ∈, followed by a new idea: Chen Wei, the mysterious His friend the sword fairy came to visit Jing Huang secretly after avoiding him—this is a windfall!

"Uh..." he said, "you..."

The new visitor, whose back was turned to him, turned his head.Above the collar of his shirt fastened with a ruby ​​pin, Luo Binhan stunned and recognized Li Li's face.There is no doubt that it is her, although this new image of suits and leather shoes is really new to him, her high forehead and slightly sunken eye sockets are very iconic, and that unique expression has not changed at all, and—maybe It was Luo Binhan's illusion—she seemed to be a little bit interested, even proud.Just as Luo Binhan was about to rub his eyes, Jing Huang on the opposite side slightly raised his arm, and the business elite version of Li Li disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared before.

Luo Binhan walked to the sofa, looked down at the flat leather surface, and found no trace of any object placed here a few seconds ago.He slowly turned his face to Jing Juan, cleared his throat and said, "Did I just have hallucinations, or did I really see you and..."

Jing Huang raised his arms sullenly.His five fingers slowly spread out, and from this Luo Binhan saw clearly the object he had mistaken for a TV remote control.The answer was just as he thought, it was a black box that had been placed in the Silence warehouse.

(End of this chapter)