Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 74 Professor Jiang Si
Xiao Jiang's father, Jiang Si, is a professor at the University of Singapore and Malaysia, but in terms of clothes and appearance, he doesn't look like a teacher.

He has white hair all over his head, his hair swells and stands on end, as if he was affected by a static electricity explosion. He wears a white shirt, black tie, and a white coat with various unidentified oil stains. There are gold-rimmed glasses hanging in the pocket of the white coat. She wore a pair of thick sneakers.

After rushing to Guan Luoyang, the first thing he did was to stuff something that looked like a thermometer into the mouth of Xiao Jiang who had just woken up.

Guan Luoyang has read the "New Malaysia New Things" encyclopedia book after [-]. This kind of thing that looks like a thermometer is a derivative achievement of the real spirit mechanical technology, called a health control instrument.

Use this instrument to record the biological magnetic field data of a person in a healthy state. Later, if you want to know the health status of this person, you only need to compare the percentage with the data recorded for the first time.

However, this kind of thing can only roughly check the health status, and there is no way to directly find out whether it is suffering from a certain disease.

Xiao Jiang was in a daze and didn't respond to the things stuffed into his mouth.

He clearly remembered the feeling of waiting to die in that cold room. His stomach and chest were hot and painful, but the surface of his body seemed to be constantly pierced into his skin by cold things. Under the internal and external stimulation, he even fell into a coma. The past has become a luxury.

Looking back now, Xiao Jiang still remembers the man in the silver-gray suit stepping on his leg to make a phone call, and remembers that his new boss actually rushed over, and remembers that after a few vague conversations, the wind overwhelmed everything else.

At the end of that memory, he seemed to have seen a big electromagnetic cannon, and he couldn't tell whether it was a nightmare or reality, so it was a dream, right?
But why, he is not dead now?
Xiao Jiang looked at Guan Luoyang who was drinking tea on the sofa, his face was full of apprehension: "Brother Luo, you saved me?"

As soon as he spoke, the detection instrument in his mouth almost fell out. Professor Jiang Si quickly reached out to catch it, and carefully examined the scale on it with the sunlight outside the window.

Guan Luoyang took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Otherwise?"

Xiao Jiang's expression changed again. This was actually not the first time Guan Luoyang saved his life, but this time, the feeling of death approaching was so real that he realized what kind of life-saving grace was. meaning.

"But..." Xiao Jiang touched her chest, "But I obviously felt like I was dying at the time, but now nothing happened."

"What is dying? Don't talk nonsense!"

Professor Jiang Si patted his head and raised the measuring instrument in his hand, "It's strange, you are much healthier now than you were a few months ago. You used to suffer from long-term insomnia, irregular diet, and unreasonable exercise. The health level is at most eighty, why is it approaching one hundred this time?"

When Xiao Jiang heard Professor Jiang Si's words, she stood up like a firecracker that had been set on fire, and shouted at him: "You know what a fart! I was pointed at the head with a gun two days ago, and I was almost blown up." Head, just today was caught in the cold storage, beaten like a dead pickled fish, is this nonsense?!"

"If it wasn't for Brother Luo, I would be so dead that I wouldn't even have a hair left, and you wouldn't even think of looking for me!"

Professor Jiang Si took two steps back after being scolded by him, scratched his hair, and stared at the instrument.

Guan Luoyang was not interested in watching family ethics dramas, so he turned another cup of tea poured on the coffee table to Professor Jiang Si, and said, "You are alive and kicking now because you spent two very expensive medicines on me. Come, then think about when to settle the medical bills."

Professor Jiang Si asked, "How much is the total?"

Xiao Jiang sneered and said: "Two lives, how much do you say, or you can ask the garbage collector, how much is your son a catty? How much did you give when my mother was hospitalized before, those gangsters Has the doctor rescued Mom yet?"

Professor Jiang Si scratched his hair again, and said in embarrassment: "But how can I sell so many patents recently?"

"If you only consider the price of the medicine, it's about 50, US dollars."

Guan Luoyang reported a figure, which is the price of the most common mechanical modification on the market, like Yan Xiong's, a mechanical arm plus surgery fee, that's the price.

Professor Jiang Si said distressedly: "50 US dollars is not much, but recently, alas, I have really..."

Xiao Jiang was about to speak again, but Guan Luoyang glanced at him: "Quiet."

Xiao Jiang immediately shut up.

Professor Jiang Si couldn't help showing a little envy in his eyes when he saw his son's obedient appearance.

"Professor, please sit down."

Guan Luoyang said, "I heard that you work at the University of Singapore, Malaysia, and Hong Kong. You have been published in newspapers many times before, and your academic achievements are very high."

When Professor Jiang Si was about to sit down, he noticed his son's warning eyes and took off his dirty white coat first.

"Oh, it's all old things."

He held his dirty clothes on his arm, sighed, and said, "But sir, don't worry, I still have a bit of money. If it's not good, I can think of a way to pay back a little every month, but I don't know the interest. , can you be a little bit?"

Guan Luoyang waved his hand: "If the professor can answer some of my questions, the interest can be waived."

"what?"

Professor Jiang Si's face brightened, he sat upright and said, "I don't know what the problem is, please tell me."

Guan Luoyang added a cup of tea for himself, and said: "I was in the library of Singapore and Malaysia University, and I saw a "Brief Introduction to the 40 Years of True Spirit Machinery". The other half is the record of the author's interviews and inquiries with some strange people and strange things around the world."

"There are three authors of that book. Jiang Si, who is ranked second, shouldn't just happen to have the same name as your professor, right?"

Professor Jiang Si nodded and said: "I did participate in that book, but when it was published, I actually deleted a lot of paragraphs."

"Oh?"

Guan Luoyang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Is it related to the interview records in the second half?"

In the second half of the book, many of them are described in the form of questions and answers, especially Professor Jiang Si and his unnamed friend. There are many things they talked about that are still unfinished.

Professor Jiang Si said: "It is true that there are a lot of deletions in it. At that time, Singapore and Malaysia, or East Kaliman, North America, and Central Europe, the mainstream opinion in the academic circles was that the true spirit machine, mainly mechanical, and all human qualities , can only be reduced to auxiliary, the improvement of technology and materials is the most important research direction.”

"But my friend is from China. He has some diametrically opposite views. He said to me, 'The true spirit machine is a key that mankind has been waiting for for a long time. It is extremely important before opening the door. After opening the door, one should not lose everything. up'."

Guan Luoyang's eyes sparkled, and he said, "Do you agree with his opinion?"

"Of course I can't fully agree, but I think this is also a very important direction of thinking."

After talking about academic-related topics, Professor Jiang Si let go. During the conversation, he looked like two different people from the incompetent dull father before.

"The spirit of science lies in unswerving exploration, error correction and practice."

"If, after achieving a certain achievement, in order to protect the interests of one's own group, he would not hesitate to suppress thinking in other directions, or even try to block other people's speech, deceive oneself and others, then this cannot be called science at all, it is just A superstition in the name of science."

Professor Jiang Si said sonorously, "In my current research, there are still a few ideas, thanks to the long nights of talking with that friend."

"It is said in the Book of Songs that you can mine jade by pulling stones from other mountains. There are many people in Singapore and Malaysia who claim to be advanced, but they have even forgotten the teachings left by their ancestors thousands of years ago."

Guan Luoyang praised: "That's good, but I want to know more, where is your friend now, can you take me to visit?"

"He is Chinese and has returned to China long ago."

"Then do you have his contact method?"

"It was there in the early years, but then he seemed to have changed his number and couldn't be reached."

Professor Jiang Si said, "However, when I communicated with him, I left many notes, and I still keep them well. If Mr. Guan needs them, I can send them over later."

Guan Luoyang said: "Okay. Professor, it is said in the book that among the people you interviewed, some can look into the forest from a distance and start a fire out of thin air, some can call the wind and snow on the long street, and some can make a fire in Tianzhu." Thousands of people witnessed the miracle of the coming of the Buddha together.”

"So like these strange people, how many do you think there are in Xinma Port?"

Professor Jiang Si pondered for a moment, and said: "That book was published many years ago. At that time, there were very few people in Singapore and Malaysia who could do similar things, but over the years, according to the rumors I heard, this kind of The number of people is increasing."

"You want me to say an exact number, but I can't tell. At most, I can give an interval. There will be no less than [-] people who often live in Xinma Port, but no more than [-]."

Guan Luoyang nodded slightly, and then chatted with Professor Jiang Si for nearly two hours.

It took so long for this question and answer, which surprised Guan Luoyang himself. He also did not expect that Professor Jiang Si's knowledge covers such a wide range.

Professor Jiang Si was able to give a reference answer to almost any question he asked, even citing extensively from sources, drawing inferences from one instance, taking the initiative to contact more news, and telling him together.

Professor Jiang Si also laughed at himself and said that it was because he was distracted too much. When doing some research projects in the university, he often deviated from the topic on his own. At the earliest time, the university paid much attention to him and allocated him a lot of funds. , to study the project he made himself.

However, after Professor Jiang Si researched the tasteless patents for thirteen times in a row, the attitude of the school leaders towards him has plummeted, and many friends in the academic circles do not have much contact with him.

In the end, Professor Guan Luoyangliu and his son had dinner, then called Xiao Jiang to the balcony alone, and gave them some instructions.

"You are not allowed to tell anyone about the man with the golden hand. During this time, you are not allowed to go anywhere except my house and yours. Just stay at home with your dad and study your textbooks by yourself."

Xiao Jiang nodded again and again.

Seeing how readily he agreed, Guan Luoyang frowned and said, "I'll send someone to watch you, if you let me know that you've got one thing in front of your face and another behind your back..."

"Brother Luo, don't worry, I've already figured it out."

Xiao Jiang didn't avoid his gaze, and said seriously, "I thought I used to be majestic, but I'm not shit. I'm just like a fish kept in a tank. One day, I will be cut open if I draw attention. Intestines, thrown into the freezer to be eaten."

"Brother Luo, two lives, I will remember them to death. If I violate even a little of what you said, I will be bitten to death by wild dogs."

Guan Luoyang examined it, and said, "I hope you really remember, go back."

A few minutes later, Guan Luoyang was on the balcony on the second floor, watching the father and son walking away on three wheels.

In the area illuminated by street lights, a long queue formed. The roaring sound of the locomotive engine was deliberately modified and amplified. The noisy young people came and went as quickly as the wind.

In the shadows on the back of the green belt, there are some figures from time to time.

On the way, Professor Jiang Si was riding an electric tricycle, sighing.

After he sighed for the eighth time, Xiao Jiang, who was sitting on the tricycle with his back to him, finally asked: "Why are you sighing, that you are so annoyed by owed 50?"

"That's 50 US dollars! Forget it, I'm not sighing because of this."

Professor Jiang Si said, "The main reason is that I have been chatting with him for so long, and you can sit there all the time without talking or moving. Why have you never been so obedient in front of your father?"

Little Jiang snorted.

Professor Jiang Si waited for a while, but the usual cynicism did not come, he subconsciously stepped on the brakes, and suddenly looked back.

Fortunately, the kid was still sitting in the back, so he didn't just jump out of the car and run away.

Xiao Jiang also turned to look at him: "Why don't you leave?"

Professor Jiang Si said strangely: "You are really different today."

Xiao Jiang said weakly: "I said I almost died, do you think I'm joking, isn't it normal for me to change a bit?"

Professor Jiang Si took it for granted: "When I was your age, half of the experiments I did every day were likely to be killed by the explosion. It's not like being knocked down once or twice, and the feeling is no different."

"you!!"

Xiao Jiang panted twice angrily, "Forget it, I shouldn't talk to you seriously, just treat me as a good boss, I'll change my past, okay?"

The father and son looked at each other under the street lamp for a while, a few mosquitoes were flying around and bumping into the light bulbs, vehicles still passed by on the road from time to time, and the atmosphere became inexplicably quiet.

"what."

Professor Jiang Si blinked, exhaled calmly, and reached out to stroke Xiao Jiang's hair, "You, hello... Hey, let's go get a haircut tomorrow, your current hairstyle is irritating to the touch."

Xiao Jiang suddenly found that his father's eyes had become a bit confusing to him.

"Ah."

The electric tricycle started driving again, scaring away the mosquitoes gathered from the green belt.

Xiao Jiang took the initiative to talk: "Brother Luo asked me to study hard, what do you think I should study so that I can repay him as soon as possible?"

"There is no way to learn anything quickly. If you insist, or you will be my assistant?"

"What's the use of being your assistant?"

"You are useless, but I am very useful. I am too short of people around me. If I have some research results, won't I be able to help your boss?"

"whispering sound."

Xiao Jiang expressed her disdain in a low voice, and after being silent for a while, said again, "That's fine."

"Tsk, brat! Hahahahaha."

Professor Jiang Si laughed out loud, humming a little tune and went back to the two of them's home.

They rented on the bottom floor of a large apartment building, including a basement. The walls in the corridors were not painted, revealing the most primitive and rough texture of the cement, and the electric lights flickered dimly.

On the side of the stairs are trash cans piled up to the overflow, black plastic bags of garbage, piled up next to the trash can, and there is a peculiar smell.

The door of their house is next to this garbage.

"Wait here, boy, we'll send it to your boss tonight."

Professor Jiang Si stopped the tricycle, took out the key and opened the door.

There is almost no open space in the room, large and small mechanical parts are everywhere, as well as discarded blueprints that have been crumpled up.

Professor Jiang Si kicked away a large ball of paper and came to the entrance of the basement that he had modified himself.

The door inspection device recognized his right eye and opened it automatically, revealing a clean and tidy underground space.

In the middle of the basement is a long table, on which there are experimental racks, liquids of various colors, contained in test tubes, and bookshelves on both sides, which are classified into categories and meticulous.

In the entire basement, the only out of place thing was a black and white photo hanging on the wall.

Professor Jiang Si took out a few books here, looked up at the photo of his wife's death, and was fascinated for a long time.

Xiao Jiang, who was outside, honked the horn of the electric tricycle impatiently.

Other tenants in the building, someone opened the window and cursed.

Xiao Jiang raised her head and wanted to scold at each other, but after puffing her mouth out, she let go of the horn.

Professor Jiang Si was awakened by the sound of the trumpet, listening to the movement outside, a little smile appeared on his face.

He stretched out his hand, and the back of his finger was about to touch the photo of the deceased. He suddenly made up his mind, turned around and squatted down, and took out a book from the hidden compartment on the far side of the bookshelf.

"Oh, I can't teach my son well, but someone helped me teach it. I can't let him be a father for free."

Professor Jiang Si took out his mobile phone and turned to a number.

"Hey, old friend, your book, I want to give it away..."

(End of this chapter)