Dream Guide

Everyone believed that it was done by an insider, but there are only more than a hundred people in the foundation, and most of them know each other. Who would do this? And for what? This is also the question on everyone's mind since the incident began.

Someone tentatively said: "Maybe it's for money, maybe it's because of coercion."

"Impossible!" A man who was not too old but had gray hair stood up, "It can't be for money! We even donated our spare money to the foundation, how could we make money by selling this information? How can we make money by selling this information? Compared with the great undertakings that are going on, no amount of money can impress a true scientist! What’s more, everyone has been allocated project research funds. If it is really about money, you can make more money by doing some tricks on the project than selling information!"

Mei Yiqiu looked at the excited middle-aged man and smoked silently. This is an upright scientist, but he was ostracized last year because he contradicted his leadership, resulting in the theft of scientific research results that he had worked on for more than ten years. He is right. The foundation is very loose in fund management in order to carry out the project smoothly. Almost every member of the more than 100 members has a research task and is allocated funds. There is no unified financial supervision for billions of funds. It's easy to be greedy for ink.

"Is it possible that one of the members was successfully hacked?"

"Everyone who joins the club has passed the thinking matrix password test, and it is unlikely that they will be successfully hacked in such a short period of time."

"No matter what the situation is, there is definitely something wrong with the internal staff. Otherwise, such detailed information would not be exposed on the Internet. There are some things that even I don't know so well!"

"Anyway, the first ones to break the news were overseas websites, and they should not be from us."

"That's not necessarily the case. If it were me, I wouldn't post it on a domestic website."

"It can't be you, right?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! Don't you understand the analogy?"

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People began to get a little excited and the quarrels became louder.

Mei Yiqiu banged his pipe on the table twice and said, "Let's not talk about whether there is an internal problem. You might as well consider the purpose of the whistleblower first."

"Purpose?……"

The venue suddenly became quiet, and people were thinking for a long time. The air became a little dull, and people's heavy breathing could be heard. Only the occasional meowing of a cat made the venue look a little lively.

Mei Yiqiu gently stroked the cat and said to himself: "First it was the gray brain virus, then Lester's last words and Toxoplasma gondii, and finally the cat killing order. To this day, I still haven't seen through to do this. The person doing this is an enemy or a friend!"

"It's impossible to be friends, right?" Someone answered, "The cat killing order is obviously aimed at the research on Toxoplasma gondii that we are currently doing. How can we continue the research if there are no cats! Moreover, the development of this situation makes us very worried. Being passive, one’s identity may be exposed if one is not careful.”

"That's not necessarily the case! I'm afraid their purpose is not to be a member of the foundation. If they can get so much confidential information, why can't they still get our member list?"

"This is the crux of the problem. Regardless of whether insiders are selling information, our enemies are intruders, and the core of the entire incident is also an intruder. If we want to sell information, we can only sell it to them. But if this is the case, it is equivalent to them They know everything about the Foundation, so why are they breaking the news online? Who can they tell it to? What good does it do to them? And originally they were in the dark, but now that Lester's last words are made public, it means they have been made public. It just makes the invasion more difficult."

"Yes, my students now suspect that they have been invaded by aliens whenever they have nightmares. Recently, the number of patients in the brain and neurology departments of the hospital has increased dramatically, and the queues for CT and MRI have been queued up for several months. .”

"So this matter has nothing to do with the intruder?"

"The direct victims of the whole incident seem to be only cats. If we look at the original intention of the cat killing order, if there are really no cats, Toxoplasma gondii will have no final host, which can indeed reduce the risk of infection."

"It's impossible to kill all the cats. The strangest thing is that the government, apart from refuting the rumors a few times at the beginning, actually doesn't care about anything. It's really incomprehensible to just let it go!"

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Everyone was talking in gibberish, and the more they talked, the more confused they became. Aoki listened for a long time but couldn't figure out what was going on. He originally thought that this matter was quite simple, it was just that the news was leaked. How can there be an airtight wall in the world? Moreover, the people have the right to know, and it is not a bad thing to know. Some people think that everything posted on the Internet is just rumors, but everyone here knows that it is the truth. What's wrong with making the truth known to the public? But now that these people said this, things seemed extremely complicated, and Aoki's mind was buzzing.

Mei Yiqiu kept listening silently, the pipe in his mouth extinguished. He waved to Mei Ziqing. Mei Ziqing walked over, and Mei Yiqiu gave her the pipe and whispered a few words. Mei Ziqing took the pipe and went out, taking the cat with her when she left.

People at the venue were still discussing it enthusiastically, but there was nothing new. It was just the same stuff that had been said. When Mei Ziqing came back, he helped Mei Yiqiu refill his pipe, took a few boxes of cigarettes, and distributed them to the scientists present. Most of these people are old smokers. With a cigarette between their fingers, their excitement calms down a lot and their thoughts become clearer.

As soon as a scientist's mind becomes clear, he becomes silent. Silence is the best expression of a person's sobriety.

Mei Ziqing returned to his seat and whispered in Aoki's ear: "Scientists who engage in politics will die." Seeing Aoki's surprised expression, Mei Ziqing smiled and said, "That's what the professor said."

Mei Yiqiu had seen it all, and concluded his speech: "Through the discussion just now, we can draw the following conclusions: first, the probability that the whistleblower is an insider is extremely small; second, this matter does not look like an intrusion by an outsider. The aliens did it; third, the whole incident disrupted the rhythm between us and the aliens."

He paused, took a puff of cigarette, and slowly exhaled, "Then can it be concluded that there is a third party besides us and them... who is causing trouble?"

"Is Professor Mei talking about the government?" someone asked.

Mei Yiqiu shook his head and said: "It is most difficult for politicians to work together as one. There are so many governments and parties in the world, each with their own interests. I think it is absolutely impossible for them to suddenly form an alliance to do this." . The reason why the government does not act is to avoid suspicion. The targets of the invasion of parasitic consciousness are those who control resources. How can those in power avoid it? Which government, which institution, and which big company now dares to say that no one inside has been invaded? At this time Anyone who speaks out seems to be announcing to the world that he is an alien."

All the participants, including Aoki, nodded, thinking that Mei Yiqiu's analysis was reliable, but it was not the government, so who was this third party?

Mei Yiqiu gently put the pipe aside and took out a small plastic bag from the information bag, which contained a small yellow piece that looked like a mobile phone SIM card.

"This is a chip. I have to thank Mr. Aoki sitting here for getting this chip." Mei Yiqiu raised the plastic bag, "I wonder if you have heard of Experiment No. 19 of the Lawrence Berkeley National Experimental Center room?"

There was quite a commotion in the venue. The mysterious Laboratory 19 was famous, and of course these scientists had heard of it.

And Aoki knew who the third party he was talking about was from the moment the professor took out the chip.