dear archimedes

Chapter 19 Pipa and Nautilus (9)
Yan Su glanced at the glass on the coffee table, then lowered his eyes to read the book, and asked casually, "Aren't you sleeping yet?"

"I'm used to going to bed late, so I can't sleep."

Yan Su stopped talking, and his mind returned to the book.

Zhen Ai asked: "Owen hasn't seen anyone these days. What is he busy with?"

Yan Su didn't answer.

Owen said that he would check Zhen Ai's past.When he told Yan Su about this that day, Yan Su first despised his professional ethics, and then expressed deep doubts about the success of his trip.After all, witness information is extremely confidential.

But in fact, he was also a little curious.

For example, today, several unusual things happened.The mysterious man's nautilus, the black and white lines in Zhen Ai's mouth.

Seeing Yan Su buried his head in silence, Zhen Ai thought she was interrupting his reading, but just as he was about to get up to leave, Yan Su raised his head: "There is one thing I'm curious about."

It is really rare to hear the word "curiosity" uttered by someone who has always been pure in heart.

"what's up?"

Under the light, his pupils were dark: "I'm at the scene today, why do you know it's a white line?"

Zhen Ai expected that he would ask such a question, so she was not surprised.

She approached the sofa again, hugged her legs, and said lightly: "I have encountered this situation before."

He closed the book, his eyes locked on her quietly: "So?"

Zhen Ai was not used to his direct gaze, so she drooped her black eyelashes to cover all the emotions in her eyes.

She never confides or chats.

But today, on the boulevard of Columbia University, didn't he say that he wanted to know her very much?

That sentence was amazing, and she suddenly wanted to be understood by him.

If you want to understand, you must first know, right?

"The guy gave me a remote with the black and white keys controlling the black and white wires. I begged him, don't do this. He said ok just press the white key so it doesn't blow up."

Under the milky light, her face was almost transparent, without any fluctuations, as if she was telling a story that had nothing to do with her,
"I knew he was a demon, and he would never tell me the correct answer, so I chose the opposite button. But obviously, he guessed that I would doubt him. Then I pressed the black button and it exploded."

Yan Su lowered his eyes, stroked the book in his hand, and asked calmly, "Which agent is the person who died?"

"No," Zhen Ai said lightly, "it's my mother."

Yan Su Qingjun's figure suddenly paused, and he raised his eyes to look at her, her eyes were black and white, without even a trace of sadness, she looked numb.

However, he was very sure that she was not numb, but that when everything she experienced was beyond her tolerance, she would choose to shrink back instinctively and look at it as a bystander, neither sad nor happy.

Looking at her calm and pale face, a strange pain suddenly surged in his heart.

"I'm not sad."

She said quietly, "My parents are known as the most evil scientists at the end of the century. Many people think they deserve to die, and their existence is a threat to human beings. Maybe I want to kill her. After the explosion, he is so told me."

She repeated the contents of her memory absently,

"He said: I told you the correct answer, why did you choose the wrong one? You want to kill her, right? She is indeed the son of the devil."

Devil's Son, this was once the title given to her by the outside world.She inherited her parents' brilliant minds, and all the scientific secrets and mysterious research in their hands.At one time, she was listed in the top ten of the CIA's list of dangerous elements in the world. Who would have thought that now she is relying on the protection of the CIA to survive.

From childhood to adulthood, she grew up in that closed organization, without any sense of right and wrong, right or wrong.She had a bad relationship with her parents since she was a child. They violated the organization's prohibition and had to be executed.Their deaths just made her sad, but she didn't want to escape; until her dearest brother also died, for the first time, she felt hatred in her heart, hating the place where she grew up.

But when she left the organization and came outside, her worldview began to be completely subverted.It turns out that the organizations and relatives she lives in are all evil and dark, including herself.

She was confused and fearful, trembling in the gap between black and white, unable to find her direction.

She tilted her head and looked at the void: "My parents are indeed bad people, that's right."

Yan Su's face was gloomy, and he clenched his fists unconsciously.

How cruel!

He kept looking at her: "Who is he?"

Zhen Ai turned the water glass, thoughtfully: "A person who has no real identity is not someone."

Yan Su was taken aback for a moment, then understood in an instant.

In such an evil organization, the contact between members must be strictly limited, and the identity usually only has a code name.It is indeed impossible to find any clues in a short time.

He frowned and remained silent for a long time, wanting to ask something more, but seeing Zhen Ai's unusually quiet face, he finally stopped.But in her mind, she recalled the few times when Zhen Ai mentioned her mother.

There is no description of character appearance, no expression of emotion, some just mechanically repeat what her mother said, even what she heard when she was very young.

This way of remembering is very weird and abnormal.

Does she really know her mother?
Yan Su gently closed his pupils, inexplicably feeling an ominous and conspiratorial aura, but he didn't say anything after all.If the problem cannot be solved, everything that is said is empty talk and futile.

"I'm going to bed." Zhen Ai finished drinking the water and got up Momo.

Yan Su smiled slightly: "Sleep after drinking water, it's not good for the kidneys, and your eyes will be swollen when you wake up tomorrow morning."

Zhen Ai held the empty water glass and stood sideways, neither advancing nor retreating.

Yan Su looked up at her: "In exchange, I'll also tell you a story about the bomb."

Zhen Ai thought for a while, took a step back, and sat down calmly: "Well, this is only fair."

Yan Su looked at her calmly listening to the story, and smiled again.

To be honest, he really likes her character!Not pleased, not to have compassion.Occasionally remember the past, never indulge in sadness.Don't drag your own way, don't disturb the hearts of others.

It's just that even though he likes her character, it doesn't prevent him from loving her [-]%.

He looked at her for a few seconds, silently picked up the glass on the coffee table, drank a few sips of water, put the glass and the book away firmly, and then leaned back on the sofa, crossing his fingers, as if preparing to speak seriously: "I'm ready to chat."

Zhen Ai: ...

He said to himself: "What happened today, I have actually encountered it before. Five years ago, there was an incredible person."

Zhen Ai looked at him seriously, Wei Wei became interested.

She had never heard him use "unbelievable" to describe a person.

Yan Su tapped his fingers and asked, "Have you watched Tom Cruz's Mission: Impossible?"

Zhen Ai nodded.

"That guy hacked into the Central Bank of the Federal Reserve almost by using technology only in movies. Fingerprints, retinas, temperature sensors, and gravity sensors were all useless to him. He also created a dozen fake fire alarms, and the bank building was destroyed. A mess. Finally managed to steal a billion dollars."

"One billion?" Zhen Ai was stunned, "So powerful?"

Yan Su's eyes dimmed, and there was an undetectable strange tone in his words: "Oh, so you like this kind of man?"

Zhen Ai was taken aback for a moment, then stroked the broken hair next to her ear, and whispered with a racing heart: "I have no resistance to men with high IQ."

But this idiot Yan Su didn't want to understand, he frowned extremely gloomyly—why did Zhen Ai like him?I have a higher IQ than him!
He calmed down the expression on his face, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Hey, he is my classmate with an IQ of 205."

Zhen Ai didn't understand the meaning of this nonsensical words at first, after a few circles in her head, she became speechless, a certain person with an IQ of 207 is really proud and conceited all the time.

However, Yansu, you aggressive little rooster, your IQ is 2 points higher than others, do you have the nerve to say you?

Zhen Ai glared at him lightly: "Get to the point."

"We are both PhD students in cryptography of Professor Hill, and we don't have many opportunities to meet each other. At that time, the central bank's system was hacked several times. The police once asked us to screen the passwords. That is, in the process of several times, I I noticed his strangeness, and suspected that those intrusions were all his experiments. But when I finally confirmed it, he had already run away with 10 billion US dollars."

To Zhen Ai's surprise, at this point, Yan Su's face didn't show any anger or unwillingness, but a little bit of regret,
"He disappeared, but I found his destination and hiding place alone. When I saw him, he had a bomb strapped to his body, and 10 billion dollars disappeared. I learned how to dismantle bombs, that time was It's the first time I've used it in actual combat."

After hearing this, Zhen Ai was frightened, hugged her legs, her body was tense and stiff: "You are too reckless, if there is a mistake, you will die."

"It's in the suburbs. It's only ten minutes. It's too late to call bomb disposal experts. And I really want to save him." There was a trace of sadness in his tone.

"The last is the black and white wires in the glass box. He said the remote is in the car and asked me to press the black button."

Yansu was silent for a long time,
"I didn't analyze his mental state at the time, but after listening to his words, it turned out,"

Yan Su calmly concluded: "He's dead."

Zhen Ai was stunned: "Why did he do that?"

Yan Su didn't answer.

He actually wanted to understand why he did this?

The smarter people tend to value life more.

But why did that person who was as reckless as Yan Su choose to die and refused to tell the whereabouts of the 10 billion US dollars?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhen Ai didn't ask any more questions.The current Yan Su is calm, with the usual indifference on his face.

But she felt his doubts and sadness.She could tell that he and the person who was also extremely smart and loved passwords might be sympathetic to each other.To personally bury an opponent like a friend, he must feel uncomfortable.

It suddenly occurred to her that Marie said that it was not good to tell the truth, and that he was a miracle.Her heart trembled, and she asked tentatively, "Are you actually injured by that explosion?"

Yan Su looked up at her with a normal expression: "Oh, I've been in a wheelchair for a while. However, I have developed a good habit of contemplation."

The pain of the past, perhaps unforgettable, was exposed by him so calmly.

Zhen Ai didn't know the specific situation at that time, so she couldn't ask too many questions, so she curled up on the sofa and sat there in a daze.

Yan Su was reminded, and looked at her: "Have you applied the medicine yet?"

"What medicine?"

"Then it's gone." Yan Su turned his head, and there was still a medicine box brought back from the hospital on the bar.

He frowned and glanced at her, "It's really worrying!"

Zhen Ai was slightly embarrassed: "..."

In a few moments, he had already sat beside her, opened the ointment, squeezed a small amount on the belly of his index finger, looked at her again, and said in a commanding tone, "Turn your head."

Zhen Ai was embarrassed: "I can..." Seeing his face darken for a while, she closed her mouth and obediently turned her head away.

Yan Su approached, lowered his clear eyebrows, stretched out his index finger, and lightly touched Zhen Ai's ear hole, which was fluffy, like some kind of small animal.

After the medicine was glued on, he carefully spread it evenly.

The ointment was cool and spread on her almost transparent white ears.

Under the light, the little girl's bare neck was as delicate as porcelain, and there was actually a gleam of light.Yan Su lowered his eyes inadvertently, his eyes followed her delicate collarbone, there was a slim shadow in the loose nightgown.

Yan Su's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he immediately jumped up from the sofa and stood up straight.

Zhen Ai looked up at him inexplicably: "Have you wiped it?"

Yan Su said word by word: "Well, well, go to bed early!" After finishing speaking, he ran up the stairs and disappeared as if fleeing for his life.

Zhen Ai looked at the rapidly disappearing white figure, blinking her eyes, what happened?
Yan Su almost fled to his room, locked the door with a bang, and the strange heat in his body seemed to subside a little.

Humph, hormones, what a nuisance!
He frowned, walked to the window and opened it, and the cool spring night breeze blew in.

He took a deep breath to calm the anxiety in his heart.

After standing still for a while, he took out his mobile phone, moved his fingers quickly, found the number of "CIA, Agent B (Central Intelligence Agency, Agent B)", and sent out a text message:

"Search: the child of evil!" (Search: the child of evil)
After 10 minutes, the phone beeps:
"Sealed." File Sealed...

(End of this chapter)