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Gan Chongzhi stared blankly at the screen of his phone being turned off.

Jefferson didn't get a chance to meet the media.

"I have to do something..." For a long time, he trembled all over, "I have to do something."

However, the data provided by the satellite was very limited. He could not calculate anything at all, and he could not provide any favorable evidence to persuade politicians from various countries to set off firecrackers together.

The satellite crashed as scheduled, and everything was developing as the man expected...

"That's right! That man!" Gan Chongzhi stood up suddenly, "Where is Su Yun'an? I want to see him!"

"He is in the Uptown Serious Prisoner and has been charged with espionage. According to the normal process, if you want to see him, you must first submit an application to the prison, and the approval can be obtained as soon as half a month." The assistant whispered.

"We can't wait for half a month!" Gan Chongzhi suddenly roared hysterically.

He pointed to the "Nian" in the sky: "In half a month, 'Nian' will reach its maximum perigee. We know nothing about its actual properties, its composition and the real Roche limit! What will happen then? None of us know! The only person who may know now is Su Yun'an!"

"Uh... you are an academician, so you shouldn't have to wait half a month."

"I want to see him now!"

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In the Shangcheng Felon Prison, a burst of contented hiccups echoed in the cell. The hiccups made Chen Dali cover his ears in pain.

Chen Dali can't stand it anymore!

If you are crazy, then you are crazy. Isn't it schizophrenia? But how can God be so cruel!

Why do you let yourself inmates eat hot pot, barbecue, steak, squirrel mandarin fish, Buddha jumping over the wall, fish rolls, seafood masters, mousse cakes, mutton skewers, steamed buns, roast suckling pig, roast whole lamb...etc. Tormenting hallucinations?

Even if he wasn't crazy, he was going crazy after this half month of torture.

Raising his head, he glanced at Su Yun'an's back, sitting in front of the computer with her legs crossed, holding the little fox on her head as she chased after him.

He looked back with difficulty.

Well, my mental illness is getting worse and worse.

"Prisoner No. 13667! Su Yun'an! Come out!"

"Oh? Here you go again?"

Putting away the computer, the little fox hid in his collar, and Su Yunan followed the prison guards to the visiting room.

In the past few days, he had to undergo routine interrogation every day, and he was always asked the same questions.

"How did you know the satellite was going to crash?"

Su Yun'an's answer was as always: "In a dream."

"Who sent you here? What is your purpose?"

"I sent me here myself, and the purpose..." Su Yun'an spread his hands and raised his eyebrows, "To improve your quality of life, and also to improve my quality of life."

"I advise you to tell the truth! Don't be clever!"

"I don't need to explain anything to you," Su Yun'an leaned lazily on the chair, "Whether you believe it or not, I can live a good life, but you are different."

"When did you join New Age?"

"I didn't join."

"Still quibbling!"

"Whatever you think."

Anyway, Su Yun'an had an attitude of not being afraid of boiling water, and the interrogator couldn't find out anything at all.

He has no relatives, no weaknesses, and nothing unusual about his life experience.

For half a month, the investigation into him has made no progress at all.

He also seemed completely unrepentant from the solitude of prison... and even seemed to have gained a little weight!

Just outrageous.

Just when Su Yun'an's interrogation today was as sterile as ever and would be over soon.

A figure pushed away the interrogator and sat in front of Su Yun'an.

Only then did Su Yun'an become interested.

"The great academician finally remembered us."

"We have investigated your resume and found that you have neither systematically studied astronomy nor worked in an astronomical research institution. So how should I believe your conclusions?" Gan Chongzhi stared at Su Yun'an solemnly.

Su Yun'an shook his head: "I still say the same thing, I don't care. Anyway, whether you believe it or not, I can live a very comfortable life."

"Don't you want to save the world? Then why are you willing to risk the whole world's rebuke and put yourself in jail?!"

"In no mood."

"...No!" Gan Chong vetoed it outright, "You started planning more than a month ago to make yourself the focus of the public and obtain admission to the Astronomy Summit. You are doing your best to release the news! You are doing your best to save the future!"

"Whatever you think."

Su Yun'an doesn't care about his image in the eyes of the world.

For a person who has died and experienced the despair of the apocalypse, the eyes of the world have no restraint at all.

"I can help you out," Gan Chongzhi said. "The three satellites you predicted have all fallen. If you are willing to provide more data and help me prove the anomaly of 'Nian', you can be redressed! You don't have to stay." If you endure hardship here, you will become a hero for all mankind!"

"Hero? Ha."

Su Yun'an looked at the old man in front of him sympathetically.

You are a hero, but what is the cost of becoming a hero?

Because he failed to detect the danger of the asteroid in the early days of Advent, Gan Chongzhi turned into a mad scientist after Advent due to his huge guilt.

After years of painstaking research, he finally found the "disaster" pattern of asteroids and calculated the time, location, and type of each incident.

For the last time, he calculated that three stars would come to the solar system, and the earth would be kidnapped in a terrifying four-body system, just like it did before Yi shot down nine suns in ancient times... and endured endless baking until Someone can shoot down the sun.

He immediately announced the prophecy, and was then pushed into the crater of the volcano and publicly executed for being an alarmist.

"Even if you don't want to be a hero, you still hope that we can know something, otherwise you wouldn't be sitting here." Gan Chongzhi said in a sincere tone, "Mr. Su, Chongzhi here... please."

He even knelt down.

"No, I can't bear it, and I would have told you in the first place. You didn't even ask just now..." Su Yun'an was speechless, "Why don't you ask me what you want to know! How can I answer if you don't ask me?!"

"Sir, you said before that you can use satellite data to determine the true position of the year, but most of the satellites were destroyed by missiles, and only two satellites landed successfully. What should we do?"

What? Only two left?

This never happened before...

It seems that the little butterfly flapped its wings slightly. His announcement caused panic in the society. In order to avoid the spread of emotions, all parties chose to shoot down the satellite directly.

"Don't panic, there is a way!"