Not Cold [Interstellar]

Ke Wei's head rested on Zhong Yue's legs, his eyes fixed on the top of the spaceship, and he muttered: "I wait for the sinners, and pray for the mercy and forgiveness of the Supreme God..."

Jasmine couldn't help asking him, "Your family is actually a believer in the Creation Sect?"

More than just believers? He is still one of the four bishops. However, Zhong Yue didn't dare to say this, so he smiled bitterly and felt complicated.

He didn't know what to say for a while. When Ke Wei was unconscious, he would actually recite the scriptures of Chuangshijiao, which was also very unexpected.

He thought that perhaps he had always underestimated the influence of Creationism on Ke Wei.

The fragments of the creationism scriptures recited by Ke Wei have been widely circulated in the human civilization of the universe. Even if Zhong Yue is not a creationist, he knows that the next sentence is "I am also kind to forgive others, and I am willing to confess my sins." Please listen to the words in my heart."

But Ke Wei’s next sentence is not the text in the scriptures: "Look at me, spreading ugly sins to hundreds of thousands, chiseling joy, hope, happiness, and stability into powder, shredding the false prosperity, and unveiling the disguise of peace. This is **** on earth."

what is this?

Ke Wei's painting style changed suddenly without saying a word, and suddenly a dark version of the Chuangshijiao manifesto came on impromptu?

"I would like to spread death and extinction on behalf of the Lord God in order to welcome you to the world..."

Zhong Yue thought for a while, started a recording, and prepared to record it. When Ke Wei wakes up in the future, let him listen to it by himself.

After Ke Wei finished memorizing this freely tampered scripture, there was no voice. After a while, he continued to speak, but changed the channel: "240S39, 8789GS, 3459054, JHG250..."

Zhong Yue was completely stunned: "...what is this? Ke Wei?"

Jasmine hurriedly said, "Hush...Don't talk!"

Zhong Yue followed the prestige, and Jasmine was recording the numbers Ke Wei said.

He said four sets of numbers in total before he stopped. After memorizing these magical numbers, Ke Wei closed his eyes and didn't speak, as if he was asleep.

Zhong Yue never felt that Ke Wei's mental condition had a problem. This was the first time he felt that it was not right intuitively, and it made him very uneasy. He urged: "When can I get to the hospital?"

He got the answer with ten minutes left. Zhong Yue sat back and looked worriedly at the wound wrapped around Ke Wei's waist before turning his head to look at Jasmine.

Jasmine looked wrong, she asked: "Zhong Yue...who is he?"

"His name is Ke Wei." Zhong Yue said: "What are the special meanings of the numbers he said?"

Jasmine immediately asked back: "You really don't know?"

Zhong Yueqi said: "How would I know?"

Jasmine looked at him for a few seconds before saying, "When we met, didn’t you ask me why I went to the Chuangshijiao library? I’m telling you now that the first three of the first set of numbers that Ke Wei just mentioned, It is the three-dimensional coordinates of the universe on the star chart of the library of the Creation Church that we just went to."

"what?"

Jasmine suppressed her excitement: "These four sets of numbers... I only saw them accidentally in your master’s notebook back then. I only had a chance to take a look at that year, but I couldn’t remember all the numbers. This first set of numbers was me. It took so many years and so many years to find the correct combination according to memory...he actually knew? How would he know?"

Zhong Yue's eyes widened in an instant.

Jasmine was so excited that she tried to go and wake Ke Wei directly: "Ke Wei, where do you know these numbers? Have you seen him?"

Zhong Yue immediately stopped her: "Sister, calm down! Ke Wei is less than eighteen years old. He was born after Master left. It is impossible to see my Master!"

Jasmine couldn't help breathing, watching Zhong Yue's attitude resolutely, and then gave up temporarily.

Zhong Yue frowned, and he said to Jasmine: "I suspect that Ke Wei has a memory impairment. He might...can't remember what he did in a period of time. Do you know any memory experts? Wait for him to wake up. Come here... we may be able to try it with the help of external forces."

After being sent to the hospital, Ke Wei was immediately pushed into the regenerating instrument for treatment. His trauma was in the regeneration device and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhong Yue accompanied him all the way. After the treatment, he went home with Ke Wei who was unconscious.

Ke Wei's mental condition before the coma was worrying. The doctor suggested that Ke Wei stay in the hospital for observation. After Zhong Yue considered it, he declined.

Even if Ke Wei really continues to have mental problems, he must find a trusted psychiatrist to intervene and treat under a confidentiality agreement. The only words that Ke Wei said casually in this situation may be information that cannot be passed on.

Mrs. Jasmine focused on Ke Wei even more, and she couldn't leave. After Zhong Yue returned to the dormitory of Academy Star, when Ke Wei was in a coma, she actively asked to study the relic.

At this point, Zhong Yue knew that he could not stop him, so he called Xuanmian and announced in front of Jasmine: "In the future, the research on the box dug out from HS-464 will be open to Jasmine. She Will study with you."

This statement finally satisfied Mrs. Jasmine. She looked at all the information Xuan Mian had retrieved for her, and immediately began to study.

A few hours after the incident, Yue Laisi's communications entered Zhong Yue's personal terminal. Yue Laisi reported the results of the investigation and the progress of the interrogation to Zhong Yue in detail: "This person has not yet let go. The interrogator asks you for instructions. Can lynching be used?"

"Do you still have to ask me?" Zhong Yue said softly: "Give him a breath, do whatever you want to do, and I will take care of all the consequences."

Yue Lesi looked confused: "But he explained one thing..."

"what?"

"He said that the bullet he used to assassinate you was dropped. It was originally a deadly bomb. No matter which part of the body it hits, it can explode the blood vessels and nerves of the whole body, but it was replaced with killing. The least powerful ordinary bullet. And according to our subsequent inspection of his sniper rifle... this gun was also manipulated, and the sight glass had a deviation angle of 45 degrees from the actual shooting."

In fact, this incident has long been known. Ke Wei shot a lot of blood, but in all fairness, his injury was not serious. After Zhong Yue's heart was upset, he calmly recalled the incident and finally felt suspicious.

With the development of science to the present age, sniping with such bullets that cannot guarantee 100% kill of the target is simply a joke.

"And, General, the evidence for this assassination of you..."

Zhong Yue: "How?"

Yue Laisi said in doubt: "It went so well, and it went so well that I felt something was wrong. There was a holographic camera in that room, which proved from all angles that this assassination was aimed at you. All the evidence is like getting ready in advance. There, just waiting for us to reach out and get it."

Zhong Yue fell into thinking, did not speak for a while, but heard movement around him.

He bowed his head and saw that Ke Wei was about to wake up, and suddenly said: "You will follow up there, hang up first."

Ke Wei slowly opened his eyes and saw Zhong Yue's caring face dangling before his eyes.

Zhong Yue touched his face: "Baby, are you awake?"

"Zhong Yue." Ke Wei blinked and recognized the person in front of him: "Are you... okay?"

Ke Wei seemed to have recovered soberness, Zhong Yue was worried for a long time, and finally let out a sigh of relief: "It's you who are all right, alas...you little lunatic, it's really scary to get crazy."

Central Holy See.

In the unmanned office, the Pope finally didn't need to conceal his illness anymore. He coughed so piercingly and weakly.

He supported the table and saw the bone china cup that Ke Wei had left when he was talking to him a few hours ago.

It was the tea he poured for Ke Wei himself, and there was no tea in it.

The pope rested for a while, picked up the cup, pushed aside the chair, and stood up.

The heavy papal robe rested on the smooth ground without making any sound. He took the cup and walked into the fire in the middle of the next reception room.

He turned on the switch, and a bright blue flame burst out of the transparent cover of unknown material. The pope was about to throw the cup into the burning port of the furnace, but he couldn't control another violent cough.

He couldn't hold the cup in his hand, and the bone china cup slid to the ground and broke into pieces.

"My Pope?"

The door of the reception room was pushed open, and Christine ran in in small steps, helped the Pope who was half-kneeling on the ground, and panicked: "Are you okay? I'll call the doctor right away..."

"No...no need." The pope said difficultly: "You help me, get rid of this cup."

Christine looked at the stove in front of him and understood what he meant. She carefully gathered up the fragments and poured them into the incinerator.

The porcelain shards slid into the furnace from the incineration port, and changed their shape when touched by the blue tongue of flame, and disappeared in the flame within a few seconds.

Christine was petite, she helped the Pope quite laboriously, took him to the nearest chair and sat down, and went to pour him a cup of medicine.

The pope drank the medicine and finally stopped his coughing. After mixing his breath, he asked Christine: "What happened in the cultural district...? Have you checked it out?"

Kristen shook his head: "I only know that it is related to Zhong Yue of the Second Army Corps, but what happened is still unable to confirm. Witnesses said that he heard the gunshots. Zhong Yue did go to the hospital after the incident, but he is now I have already left, and I cannot retrieve his relevant information from the hospital."

The pope nodded and said hoarsely: "Go on, you continue to follow up the investigation." @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Christine bent down and bowed, respectfully exiting the pope's office area.

She walked through the long court and walked to no one, before spreading out the palms of her hands.

A piece of white porcelain, stained with bright red blood, lying quietly in the palm of her hand.