Embers Ad Infinitum

"Du Heng..."

The name Jiang Baimian said seemed to be magical, causing all the members of the "Old Tune Group" in the room to lose their ability to speak.

Before this, they had never expected to see Du Heng's name here in a Buddhist holy place located in the ruins of the city.

There should be no relationship between the two.

After more than ten seconds, Shang Jianyao said sincerely:

"Teacher Du Heng is indeed a person who has lived from the old world to the present!"

He looked proud and proud, and those who didn't know it thought he was really his teacher.

"She looks nothing like her age..." Long Yuehong muttered.

Du Heng looks to be in his forties, and it has been nearly seventy years since the destruction of the old world. Even though he was a child prodigy and not very old when he attended the academic lecture on genetic research jointly organized by Home Reproductive Medical Center and Northern Company as a special guest, It's definitely over eighty now.

Bai Chen organized the following words:

"Could it be that they just have the same name and surname, or do they have the same pronunciation but different characters?"

"Given the strength and specialness of Teacher Du Heng, it is a completely acceptable explanation that he has skills in appearance." Jiang Baimian said after considering, "It is in line with my imagination that a person like him has a name and surname in the old world."

This is a mysterious being who chases Xiao Chong, who is suspected to be the "King of the Heartless". It is simply the most logical speculation that he has experienced the destruction of the old world.

Moreover, he still has many old friends, such as the "Buddha's Body" of the "Crystal Consciousness Sect".

"If it is really Teacher Du Heng, we should have asked him before about the reason for the destruction of the old world and the origin of 'Wuxin Disease'." Long Yuehong sighed with regret.

The honest Shang Jianyao made a sneer:

"Have you forgotten? Teacher Du Heng said he lost a lot of memory."

"He chose to be an antiquities scholar because he wanted to retrieve that part of his memory." Jiang Baimian agreed with Shang Jianyao's words, feeling that this and Du Heng's claim could form a logical chain.

At this time, Bai Chen remembered something, and while alerting himself to possible accidents, he asked:

"In what capacity did Mr. Du Heng attend that academic lecture?"

Jiang Baimian shook his head slowly:

"have no idea.

"He is the only special guest who does not have a name in Honghe script, no identity or position."

Even those with government backgrounds have ostensibly very legitimate titles.

"What a mystery!" Shang Jianyao showed obvious envy.

"Is there anything else later?" Long Yuehong felt that it was not appropriate to discuss Du Heng's origins in detail at this time and why he wanted to participate in such an academic lecture on the cutting-edge field of genetic research.

On the one hand, there is a lack of effective clues, and on the other hand, the "old tune team" is in the ruins of Wasteland No. 13. Time is equal to life, and there is no room for such waste.

Jiang Baimian turned over the last page of the document:

“After the special guests, there will be an academic lecture in conference room 3 on the fourth floor of this small building.

"Nothing else."

Without waiting for the team members to respond, Jiang Baimian sighed:

"It seems necessary to go there and conduct a search."

Although under normal circumstances, after an academic lecture, the relevant conference room will definitely be cleaned up and other arrangements will be made, but at that time, there were only a few days before the destruction of the old world, and Jiang Baimian looked forward to Holm Reproductive Medical Treatment The staff at the center did not clean up thoroughly enough, and there are still clues or traces left.

After speaking, she pointed to the drawer of her desk and said:

"Come here, help read through the remaining documents, and strive for a quick resolution."

Now that Shang Jianyao, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong have completed their tasks, of course they must make rational use of their labor force and save precious time.

After more than ten minutes of searching and browsing, the "Old Investigation Team" finally confirmed that there was no other investigative information in the office belonging to the central director.

"Being able to see the names of Lin Sui and Teacher Du Heng on such a document makes our trip worth it." Jiang Baimian was not disappointed at all.

Compared with the kind of team that spends many years exploring the ruins of the city but can't find any effective clues, the "Old Tune Team" is completely lucky.

As Jiang Baimian stuffed the document into his tactical backpack and picked up the individual combat rocket launcher on the ground, Long Yuehong turned out of the window and posed to "spy" inside.

Pudu Zen Master Shang Jianyao calmly sat down cross-legged, turned the "Six Consciousness Pearl", and recited the contents of the medical record of the ruins of the steel plant.

After completing this "ritual", he took out the small emerald Buddha.

Still no changes occurred.

"Destined but not destined..." Shang Jianyao's choice of words is always incomprehensible.

After he finished sighing, he put away the small jade Buddha and the original copy of the medical records, and the "old tune team" slowly evacuated the room and searched other places on the same floor.

In this way, they went up level by level, and finally reached the top floor, which was the fourth floor. There was nothing gained on the way.

Of course, this is mainly because they look down upon it. If an ordinary team of ruin hunters enters this place, everything they see is valuable and they want to move away.

After a brief analysis, Bai Chen pointed diagonally ahead and said:

"That's conference room 3."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shang Jianyao took out a piece of paper and unfolded it.

There are nine patterns painted on it, corresponding to different years of service.

The heavens bless you throughout the year.

Shang Jianyao pushed the picture out and held it there while he lowered his head and fell into silence.

After a few seconds, he finally made a sound:

"Please give me your blessings."

When praying, it is best not to wear the "six consciousness beads", otherwise, I am afraid that only the September "Mandala" will appreciate you, and you have not drawn a symbol representing Him... Jiang Baimian couldn't help but He cursed.

When Shang Jianyao put away the picture of blessing from the heavens, Long Yuehong asked with curiosity:

"Why don't you use the prayers corresponding to each one's birthday, such as 'everywhere is a dream, why take it seriously', 'be vigilant forever', and 'new life is like the sun, life is the most important'?"

Shang Jianyao sighed and said with great embarrassment:

“Who is in front and who is behind?

"This is a very serious issue. I'm afraid they will fight over it."

"Can we just do it by month?" Bai Chen suggested.

Shang Jianyao's eyes lit up:

"Yes! Why didn't I think of that?

"Then I'll start over!"

He wanted to take out the picture of the gods blessing him.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Jiang Baimian stopped him from wasting time.

Then, she passed Bai Chen and Long Yuehong and walked to Conference Room 3 first.

Shang Jianyao craned his neck to look, quite disappointed that she didn't go to the wrong door.

Conference Room 3 is quite large and is still arranged to hold academic lectures. In front is a huge projection screen and a podium on the side, and below are rows of seats and projectors.

It's a pity that there is no scrap of paper here, not even black blood. It seems that after the destruction of the old world, not even the "unintentional ones" have ever been here.

Jiang Baimian breathed out secretly, but still issued the order according to the process:

"Search an area each."

After hearing this, Shang Jianyao walked directly to the front of the conference room, patted the projection screen gently, and asked in a soft voice:

"I have worked hard for you for so many years, what happened back then?

"Did anyone invite someone special to that academic lecture?"

It was like he was asking an old friend.

Not surprisingly, the projection screen didn't answer him.

If the projection screen could talk, the first sentence would definitely be "Crazy"!

Jiang Baimian originally wanted to raise his hand to cover his face, but because he was holding a personal combat rocket launcher in his left hand and his right arm was paralyzed, he couldn't do it at all.

She could only pretend that nothing happened, and looked at the corners, behind the door, and some of the seats with the afternoon sunlight shining through the window.

The results left no doubt that the "Old Tune Team" found nothing.

They immediately searched other rooms on this floor, but still found no valuable clues.

Jiang Baimian did not forget to ask Shang Jianyao to read the medical records and display the Jade Buddha, but this Buddhist holy place seemed really different from the previous two places.

"It feels too, too normal, too ordinary." Long Yuehong expressed her opinion at the entrance of the fourth floor stairs.

As a Buddhist holy land, being too normal is the biggest abnormality.

There are more or less "abnormalities" hidden in Changhe City United Steel Plant and Tieshan City Second Food Company!

Bai Chen pursed his lips and said:

"But we have already completed the search and tried all the methods that should be tried."

"No." Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin and asked with a smile, "Don't you think there is something missing here that should be equipped?"

Bai Chen's expression was slightly confused, and he thought for a few seconds but still had no answer.

Jiang Baimian coughed lightly and said:

“All this time, we haven’t seen a warehouse for frozen reproductive materials.

"This is essential for a reproductive medical center that can treat infertility."

As employees of "Pangu Biology", they are always sensitive enough to similar things.

Long Yuehong suddenly realized:

"This...this is underground?

"We haven't looked for him yet!"

"Yes." Jiang Baimian nodded, "Go now."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly turned sideways and looked at the floor-to-ceiling window of the opposite room:

"There is a relatively strong bioelectrical signal!"

But it's not human.

Long Yuehong was startled, and immediately felt strong fear.

This was like substance, gripping his heart tightly.

Then, he saw a huge black shadow slap on the floor-to-ceiling window.

It was a python as thick as a bucket. Its eyes were cold, round and big, as if they were filled with blood.