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Mirror?

What does this mean?

After saying this, Huang Que stepped on her high heels and walked away without looking back.

The sound gradually faded away and disappeared around the corner of the stairs, and everything became quiet.

Liu Feng was also confused for a long time, and poked Lin Xian on the arm:

"Lin Xian, who is this woman? Why do I feel like I don't understand what she says at all... It must be in Chinese, but every time she answers the wrong question, she goes round and round."

"The Riddler."

Lin Xian summed it up straightforwardly:

"She is just a pure Riddler, the kind who deserves to be beaten to death by Batman."

"Has she always been like this?" Liu Feng looked at Lin Xian with sympathetic eyes.

"Then...I don't know."

Lin Xian shook his head:

"I have only met her twice, and the total time of these two meetings did not exceed 10 minutes."?

Liu Feng half-opened his eyes and looked at Lin Xian in disbelief:

"Really? You've only met twice?"

"Well, there's nothing surprising about that."

"But you... look very familiar, as if you have known each other for a long time." Liu Feng still couldn't believe it.

He looked at Lin Xian, then at the door frame where Huang Que had just leaned, and blinked:

"Especially this woman just now. You seemed to call her Huangque? The way she looked at you didn't look like a stranger she had just met twice. The way she looked at you was really familiar. She looked at you like... …It’s like watching that…”

Liu Feng scratched his ears and couldn't think of a suitable adjective.

"What's it like?" Lin Xian asked curiously.

"The way she looks at you is like..."

Liu Feng pursed his lips and gave what he thought was the most appropriate answer:

"It's like looking at a lover."

…

…

…

"Haha." After a short period of silence, Lin Xian laughed out of nowhere and patted Liu Feng on the shoulder:

"Liu Feng, I have always had a stereotype of you. I thought you were the kind of person who is not good at words, can't joke, is strict, and seeks truth from facts. I didn't expect you to have a sense of humor. It really surprised me."

"No no no."

Liu Feng waved his hand simply:

"I'm not kidding you, I'm just telling the truth, everything I say is true."

Lin Xian disagreed:

"How do you, a scientist, understand these kinds of love affairs?"

"You can't talk about Lin Xian like that. Your stereotype of scientists seems to be really serious. Don't forget, I have been in love before," Liu Feng looked at Lin Xian:

"Have you ever been in love?"

"I……"

Lin Xian was speechless for a moment.

Put away your smile:

"I really haven't."

"That's right. You have no experience in this area and don't have a girlfriend. Of course you don't understand women."

Liu Feng snorted, and like a big brother, he patted Lin Xian on the shoulder with sincerity:

"The way she looks at you is unmistakable, just trust me. I like that look in a woman's eyes. It's definitely the look you can get when you look at your lover, that sticky and familiar feeling."

"How can you be so sure?" Lin Xian turned his head.

"because……"

Liu Feng, who has always been strict, became rich in expression:

"This is the way Qiqi looks at me."

Liu Feng paused, his voice full of longing.

"The more her illness worsened and she felt like her time was running out, the more her eyes looked like this. She wanted to look at me, wanted to see more of me, but she always looked away, but every time we looked at each other, she would show that look full of regret and The reluctant smile... is the same as the way that woman looked at you just now."

"So...how could I be wrong, Lin Xian."

…

Lin Xian didn't speak.

He turned around and looked at Liu Feng, who was silent and no longer speaking.

At this moment, he believed it.

Because Liu Feng's eyes were the same.

She looks very much like the original Li Qiqi, and also looks very much like the Oriole just now.

perhaps……

Just as Liu Feng said.

He doesn’t understand women, he doesn’t understand love.

But he has experienced love, separation between life and death, the departure of his lover and the powerlessness of missing him.

This is experience that is more reliable than theory.

don't know.

But it is unforgettable.

Lin Xian also patted Liu Feng on the shoulder:

"Okay, although I really want to agree with what you said... but the truth is indeed not what you think. You can also see that although she is very beautiful, she is at least in her thirties, almost forty years old. I can’t tell. It’s impossible for me to have a story with a woman of this age. To be honest... I prefer a younger one.”

"Okay, okay, stop talking about this, you better hurry up --\u003e\u003e

Let's get to work. Although this woman is a Riddler, she always appears just right and never misses the mark. So now I agree with what you just said——"

"There may be nothing wrong with the space-time clock you designed. The reason why it cannot measure the changes in the curvature of space-time is that, as we just guessed, it is because we have not found a reasonable reference object and have not truly calibrated it horizontally."

"If you really think that things like the curvature of space-time and changes in world lines are related to the cosmological constant, then you might as well start your research here. Oriole also said just now that there is no absolute right or wrong in this world, even if I am your investor, so you don’t have to think too much about my layman’s advice. You have absolute freedom and can conduct research according to your original ideas.”

Liu Feng nodded.

At present, he does not have an accurate direction or clue about the cosmological constant.

I have tried so many possibilities but all are wrong, so now I plan to find the answer from the curvature of space and time.

He decided to give it a try.

He intuitively believed that his theory should be correct.

Because Qiqi said...

This world, this universe itself is beautiful.

Formulas, rules, and various theories all have the beauty of being self-consistent and closed-loop.

Although it sounds a bit metaphysical...

But in the field of mathematics, if you intuitively think that a theory is beautiful, then it is most likely correct. This has been confirmed countless times in academic history. There are many extremely beautiful theories that were proposed first and then found ways to prove them.

Think of this.

Liu Feng pointed to the small note left by Huang Que:

"The woman just said...if we figure out what to do, let's go

on the note

The two of them walked forward together, picked up the small piece of paper, and opened it.

See what is written above

Liu Feng couldn't help but take a breath!

It is a place that looks very simple, but is familiar to all the people of the Dragon Kingdom——

Jiuquan Satellite Launch Center]!

"Is this...is this a place we can go to?"

Liu Feng handed the note in his hand to Lin Xian:

"This is not a place open to the public. Let alone entering such a national secret place, getting close is a problem."

Um……

Lin Xian looked at Juanxiu's handwriting on the note and thought.

Who knows.

Huangque was a woman who was extremely mysterious, and Lin Xian would not be surprised by anything she did.

But for now, this Huangque has no ill intentions towards him, and he still chooses to believe her for the time being. What's more, in such an important place as the Jiuquan Satellite Launch Center, the country will not allow outsiders like Huang Que to mess around.

Since we have the backing of the country, it will be considered true when the time comes

If you go to Jiuquan to find Huangque, what is there to worry about?

"Let's talk about this kind of thing later."

Lin Xian crumpled up the small note and put it in his pocket:

"Currently, I don't see the necessity of going to space for our research...Liu Feng, just pretend that this is not the case, don't disturb your thoughts, just continue to conduct experiments according to your ideas, and find a way Calibrate this space-time clock, and when we detect the change in the curvature of space-time, we will see how it is related to the cosmological constant."

However……

Liu Feng seemed to have no reaction to Lin Xian's persuasion.

Ever since he saw the words on the note, he had been frowning, thinking hard as if facing a formidable enemy, and there was even fine sweat on his forehead.

"I seem to have some ideas."

Liu Feng raised his head and looked at Lin Xian:

"Could it be that this Jiuquan Satellite Launch Center is the reminder given to us by the woman named Huangque? Cosmological constant, cosmological constant! Since it is a cosmological constant, then we must look further into the universe! Cosmic background radiation ...Flicker frequency...Planetary band...Gravity fluctuations...Dark dimension spectrum..."

Liu Feng suddenly muttered words and began to utter some obscure professional terms.

"I seem to have some inspiration!"

He suddenly looked left and right, picked up half of the chalk on the table, and began to draw on the blackboard.

The chalk was written quickly.

Erasing and writing, writing and erasing.

Lin Xian waited for a while...it didn't look like he could get the answer in a short time.

He yawned and waved to Liu Feng, who was already in the state:

"Then I'll leave first. If there is any breakthrough in research, please call me as soon as possible."

"Uh-huh."

Liu Feng had no time to talk to Lin Xian and was still writing furiously on the blackboard with a light in his eyes.

Lin Xian looked at this scene and really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Just now, I was not convinced that I had a stereotype about scientists. Now, Liu Feng's state of concentration couldn't be more stereotyped. 120 out of 100 books have written like this.

but……

This kind of working status is not bad.

"I hope Li Qiqi's wish can come true soon." Lin Xian whispered to himself, then walked out of the laboratory door and closed the steel security door.

boom.

…

Lin Xian pushed open the glass door of the bathroom and walked to the sink.

He put his hands on the sink and looked directly at the huge mirror on the wall, looking at himself inside who was also staring outside.

Liu Feng seems to have a clue to the puzzling question in his research.

But on my side, it's still --\u003e\u003e

Confused.

The last riddle left by the oriole, I have to guess again.

The previous cat-and-mouse game was a bit easier to guess, after all, I was already in the game at the time.

And now...

Recalling the last dialogue Huangque gave to herself when she left at noon:

"Look in the mirror more often, Lin Xian."

"In the mirror... there is what you want."

Mirror.

Why did you suddenly pull up the mirror?

If it weren't for the context, the phrase "let people look in the mirror more often" can be equated to a civilized curse.

Calling people ugly, calling people without self-awareness, calling people a toad who wants to eat swan meat.

But when Huang Que said this at this time, it was obviously not what he meant.

The mirror she talks about...what exactly does it mean?

Does it refer to the most ordinary, common and ubiquitous reflector in life?

Lin Xian looked at himself in the mirror and blinked.

The self in the mirror also blinked.

Turn your head to the left.

My reflection in the mirror also turned to the left.

Get closer, get even closer, even if your eyes are pressed against the mirror

I can't see anything special.

Lin Xian straightened up and thought of settings often found in many anime works.

"It shouldn't be that outrageous, right?"

He spread out the five fingers of his right hand and put them on the mirror in an extremely neutral posture, trying to let his body sink into the other world in the mirror.

…

…

Sure enough, a very silly idea.

"Hey, I annoy the Riddler the most."

Lin Xian really couldn't figure out the puzzle Huang Que had left for him.

and.

She also said that there was something she wanted in the mirror.

What do you want?

There are so many things I want now...

He wants answers to many questions, wants the truth about the cosmological constant 42, wants to gain the power to make himself stronger, wants an invitation to the Genius Club, and wants to figure out the thread that Zhao Yingjun took so much pains to hide for himself in his dream. ——

"Wait a moment."

Lin Xian stared at himself in the mirror, and like him, slowly stood upright.

Zhao Yingjun,

dreams,

Castle in the Sky,

Give yourself clues to hide.

"Could it be..."

Lin Xian's heart rate accelerated a little. The man in the mirror opened his mouth, stared at him, and murmured to himself as if the mute button had been pressed:

"Could it be that Zhao Yingjun left something for me 600 years later..."

"In the mirror?"