Earth Era

Capital City No. 1 Mental Hospital.

A fair-skinned, tall and beautiful young woman sat in the middle uneasily, and next to her were more than a dozen doctors in white coats. The doctors kept looking at the woman and whispering from time to time. A strange atmosphere continued to spread in the air, making the woman in the middle feel increasingly uncomfortable.

A full ten minutes passed before a plastic surgeon said: "Although she is similar enough to Han Yue, there are too many differences in details. To be on the safe side, let's take a look at the next one."

A service staff stepped forward and whispered something in the woman's ear, and the woman stood up with a disappointed look on her face. But when she heard the service staff say that even if she was not selected, she would be compensated quite generously, she became happy again.

The same goes for the second, third, and even the dozen or so subsequent ones. Fifteen candidates have been rejected by doctors. Just when people are determined to select one from the previous candidates and then modify the differences through micro plastic surgery, the sixteenth candidate enters. in the room.

The moment this woman appeared, everyone's eyes were attracted to her. The woman quietly walked to the middle seat and sat down. The plastic surgeon came back to her senses and praised: "It's so similar, so similar. She doesn't need any adjustments. I can guarantee that no one can find her." The difference with Han Yue.”

Next to him, Dean Jiang and several psychiatrists also nodded. This is indeed the case. Regardless of appearance, height, skin color, and temperament, this woman is the same as the Han Yue she saw that day.

Hearing the doctors' praise, the woman also became excited: "Really? Did I pass the review?"

As soon as the words came out, people frowned.

Her voice was sweet and sweet, like a bird singing, full of joy and crispness, but this voice was different from the real Han Yue. People remember clearly that on the day of Dr. Huang Yuan’s memorial service, the real Han Yue’s voice was softer and softer, not so crisp and cheerful.

Along with the changes in people's expressions, the woman also became a little uneasy.

The plastic surgeon said: "It doesn't matter. With today's technology, changing the tone of a person's speech is not a difficult problem. Many celebrities and even politicians have undergone this kind of surgery."

After he gave a few instructions, the woman was taken away by his assistant, but she came back only ten minutes later. People saw with their own eyes that several assistants put a small piece of thin flesh-colored patch on the woman's throat. When the woman spoke again, her voice was no longer different from Han Yue's.

Dean Jiang and his colleagues looked at each other and nodded gently.

A staff member took out the contract and placed it in front of the woman. The woman grabbed the pen without hesitation and signed her name on it.

"This contract is enough to allow her and her family to be directly promoted from a fourth-class city to a first-class city without having to consider financial matters for at least a hundred years. With such a huge financial compensation, even accompanying a dog is a big deal. There are so many people rushing to sign up, let alone a fat man with some mental disorder?"

Dean Jiang said with some emotion, and then issued an order: "Conduct special training on the attitude, pace, expression, and tone of Experimental Subject No. 1. Three days later, the contact experiment will begin."

Everyone has high hopes for this experiment. Commissioner Donald even specifically contacted Professor Laird and asked Professor Laird to provide a physics problem that is currently troubling them, and intends to use this problem as a criterion to test the success of this plan.

Of course, Commissioner Donald did not inform Professor Laird of the actual content, process, and methods of the experiment.

Under the watchful eyes of dozens of professionals, Experimental Subject No. 1 walked into Mo Xiangsheng's room with the same steps as Han Yue, with a smile that was the same as Han Yue's. Han Yue said in a unique voice: "Can I accompany you?"

Hearing this voice, Mo Xiangsheng, who was originally in a manic state, calmed down instantly. He raised his head in disbelief, stared at the beautiful woman in front of him with a charming smile, and then slowly walked forward. At this moment, the hearts of almost all the experts began to beat violently.

"It works, it seems to really work."

"Did we succeed?"

"Old Huo, hurry up and prepare the physics problem that Professor Laird gave us. Once it is effective, I will immediately ask Experimental Subject No. 1 to hand it over to Onomatopoeia."

"good."

The micro-expression expert captured a bit of panic expression on the face of Experiment No. 1, but the expression was so fleeting that ordinary people couldn't see it at all. She still kept her warm smile, looking at the fat, slovenly man in front of her, who even exuded an unpleasant stench. In the past, she would never take a second look at the madman, and said softly: "You want to eat it?" Dried meat?”

Mo Xiangsheng was now standing in front of Experimental Subject No. 1. He slowly stretched out his hand, and just when everyone thought he wanted to grab the palm of Experiment No. 1, Mo Xiangsheng rounded his arm at a speed that almost no one could react. A slap hit Experiment No. 1 on the face. Experimental Subject No. 1 let out a scream and immediately fell to the ground, looking at Mo Xiangsheng in disbelief. Mo Xiangsheng's eyes had turned red at this moment, full of madness and cruelty.

He kicked Experiment No. 1 hard in the stomach, then squatted down and punched Experiment No. 1 one punch after another. While beating him, he roared crazily: "You bad guys, bad guys! You robbed the teacher and used fake fairies to deceive me! You all deserve to die, all of you deserve to die!"

Experimental Subject No. 1 kept screaming, and several big men quickly rushed into the room, controlled Mo Xiangsheng again, and then hurriedly helped Experimental Subject No. 1 and left.

In the monitoring room, more than a dozen experts looked at each other.

"I can't even tell the difference between the real Han Yue and Experimental Subject No. 1. Mo Xiangsheng is a lunatic... How did he tell the difference?"

The plastic surgery expert shouted: "Impossible! I can guarantee that there is no difference between these two people! You must have done something wrong somewhere!"

Dean Jiang looked uncertain. After a long time, he sighed: "There is often only a thin line between a madman and a genius. There has been a case in our hospital where a madman had no ability to take care of himself, but his sense of smell was so sensitive that he could count from different smells. Find a specific person among a hundred thousand people. Perhaps onomatopoeia has some similar ability."

There was silence again in the monitoring room. After a long time, an expert said cautiously: "Then the alternative plan still needs to be implemented?"

"It's meaningless." Dean Jiang waved his hand feebly: "We can't fool onomatopoeia. Please report this matter to Commissioner Donald."

At this moment, the cry of Experimental Subject No. 1 came from outside the door: "The contract does not stipulate that I will be beaten in the game, you have to compensate me! That is a madman, a madman! Wow, I quit, no more I won’t do it for too much money!”

Dean Jiang waved his hand irritably: "Give her whatever compensation she wants, and send her away as soon as possible!"

The cries of Experimental Subject No. 1 gradually disappeared, and people's hearts sank to the bottom again.

The latest test results were reported to Commissioner Donald as quickly as possible, and then Commissioner Donald told Shen Qingyuan. But Shen Qingyuan did not give any reply. He only indicated that he knew and let Donald leave. This made Donald start to feel uneasy.

There seems to be a dark cloud gathering over the special care ward of the Capital No. 1 Mental Hospital. People haven't seen a smile on Dean Jiang's face for more than ten days. Not only Dean Jiang, but also every expert involved in the treatment had a gloomy face all day long. There was no progress in the treatment, and new answers never came.

All this changed when a second accident occurred at the New Jupiter construction site.

In the Political Affairs Committee meeting room, Professor Laird's voice was not only filled with shame, but also a little despair.

"Führer, the second accident resulted in the destruction of more than 100 segments of the newly laid planetary engines. Seventy-six installation workers and scientists who were unable to evacuate in time were killed. The cause of the accident has not yet been identified, but we believe that it should be related to the new Jupiter. The magnetic field is related to some unknown interaction between the planetary engines. Some scientists believe that the transformation form of Huangyuan's equations covers this change, while some scientists think that it does not. But in any case, we dare not go further tried."

The atmosphere in the conference room was as heavy as mercury mixed with it. People were silent for a long time. After a long time, Professor Laird said: "Führer, I apply to resign as chairman of the Scientific Planning Committee. My ability is not enough to shoulder such an important responsibility."

Shen Qingyuan silently waved his hand and ended the meeting. Before leaving, he said: "Donald, Zhao Yang, come to my office."

The meeting did not produce any results and no response plan was developed. The committee members left with different expressions, and Donald had a vague premonition.

"Perhaps the Führer has already made his decision."

Office of the Head of State. Shen Qingyuan kept walking back and forth in the office, looking gloomy, and didn't speak for a long time. Donald and Zhao Yang were sitting upright, looking intently.

Finally, Shen Qingyuan stopped. He looked at Zhao Yang, his face still calm, but Zhao Yang seemed to feel a little sadness mixed in his eyes.

"Zhao Yang, kidnap Han Yue. You must keep it secret, especially Han Luochang. Donald will tell you the specific things."

Zhao Yang looked at Shen Qingyuan in shock, but Shen Qingyuan had already left the office without looking back.