The Modern Age of the Mysterious

Outside Hasenhill Castle, on the grass by the lake, several boys and girls were playing and running with their younger brothers and sisters. The excited shouts of the children made the guards standing on the city wall and wearing the maze badge couldn't help staring.

Marie Gurley was sitting on the bench, and the reflection of the lake made her squint her eyes, and her light blue eyes sparkled.

She has a certain distance from the lively and cheerful crowd, and so does her expression. Although the weather was fine, he still wrapped himself in a shawl.

Mrs. Curley will deliberately keep a certain distance from the crowd. On the one hand, she knows that the years of research have made her body carry a debilitating "curse", on the other hand, the "deep chill" that belongs exclusively to top scholars makes her I don't want to get close to ordinary people who are too optimistic and pale. In this bustling world, she is used to sitting alone.

With his hands in his pockets in the distance, Paul Langevin, who was watching the children playing, turned his head and saw Curie. He couldn't deny that every time he saw that slightly pale face, his soul trembled slightly.

Peak scholars who have a deeper insight into the world seem to be cursed by the traditional gods. Not to mention specific symptoms such as insomnia, migraine, and even being entangled in delusions, there will be a kind of "chill" in their hearts that cannot be dispelled, which makes them more willing to stay away from ordinary people who are stupid, and want to get close to people who are also scholars...

However, Langevin knew that his approach to Jule at this moment was not only due to the attraction among scholars. Besides that, there are even more irresistible reasons. In short, Langevin, who had been a student of Ju Lei, walked towards his teacher again.

"Mary." Even though they were dispatched together to capture Alicia last time, the two reunited after a long absence and have not been able to communicate well.

Ju Lei turned away from that too fair face. There was no disgust on that face, and Langevin breathed a sigh of relief.

"The children are very energetic. Hugo has grown taller again." Ju Lei still looked at the children.

"Yeah. They..." Longevin wanted to cooperate with her and say something about his parents, but he gave up. "I feel angry that those **** wrote that in the newspaper-it's not fair to you..."

"It's nothing unfair." Ju Lei finally turned her eyes around, and the man was at a loss for words, "What they wrote is the truth.

"The teacher and the student are in love, the student is a married man—they write the truth." She was so calm, "It's just that they use bad words.

"But, Paul, I don't care. Believe me, no ugly word is as powerful as a curse."

The research results of Julei Famous World are the extraction of radioactive substances and related research. From the point of view of the mystical world, "radiation" means "curse". But within the Foundation, she is more used to using mysterious tones.

"Mary, I just..." The stronger she became, the more Langevin felt his heart hurt. He had that feeling again, the complex emotions beyond words, and the powerlessness that nothing could make up for it.

"Paul." There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, "I don't regret it, and I don't hate anyone. Don't think too much—look..." She released her eyes, "Look at the children."

As if he had received some kind of redemption, Paul, who still had some pain in his heart, turned around. The children were running and jumping by the lake, and the sun was just right. This scene alone seems to be able to heal all the absurd wounds that life has inflicted.

After evenly breathing, Langevin said, "My friends are very concerned about this matter." He turned his head and looked in the direction of the castle. While they were having fun as a family, a young woman was suffering in a dungeon under the castle.

"Many people advised us to let her go."

Mary's eyes turned cold: "She killed Rabilins, Franken, and Assyria... She will also destroy our most important legacy.

"Paul, you are right. Labillins may be a little crazy. But now, how can his daughter be better?"

Langevin said in a low voice: "She did go too far. However, I don't think there is any need for the Foundation to suffer more deaths."

Curie was silent. She knew that Schrödinger planned to give Alicia the death sentence at the in-conference trial.

Although Mary believes that the female chess player has indeed committed an unforgivable crime, she has reservations about whether to use the death penalty that has been silent for two hundred years-reckless behavior will only make the Foundation gain more sworn enemies.

What's more, she used to admire this young girl very much.

Finally, she stood up: "Let's talk to Erwin."

The two walked towards the garden not far away. There is a white gazebo in the garden shaded by shrubs, and Erwin Schrödinger is drinking tea and reading a letter in his hand. He looked up and saw two scholars coming, and the deep chill made him feel a little joy in his heart. Only those who have also peered into the mysteries of this world can make him feel warm.

"Heisenberg's letter." He raised the letter in his hand. "The last time this kid wrote me a letter, he still discussed his matrix mechanics with me."

"He wrote to you? Asked you for the money you lost from the bet at the last meeting?" Ju Lei laughed. At the last Solvay conference, several young people formed an alliance to challenge the strongest brains today in order to maintain the Copenhagen Interpretation, and they did not fall behind.

However, Schrodinger, who was on the side of that great god, naturally would not really admit that he had lost the bet.

"No, it's about Alicia." Schrodinger's tone changed sharply. He propped his chin, and said half complaining, "When she was doing something wrong in Ocean City, these guys kept silent. Whenever I wanted to punish her, they all came to persuade me..."

"Then you definitely don't want to hear what we have to say." Ju Lei said softly.

Schrödinger looked at Ju Lei and didn't speak for a long time.

"Paul just told me," Curie glanced at Langevin, "he said that the Foundation doesn't need to suffer more deaths—

"I agree with him."

The foundation's internal trials still follow ancient regulations, not a democratic procedure, and the president as the judge has the sole decision-making power. If you want to express your opinions and discuss it, you can only do so before the final result is announced.

Schroedinger's emotions cannot be seen from his expression. Without speaking, he took out his pipe, stuffed it with tobacco, and lit it.

After a while, he sighed: "I may never be as decisive as her."

"If you or I were in Ocean City back then, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com would have killed us."

No one can see the picture that flashed in Schroedinger's mind at this moment.

"It's okay not to kill her." When he said this, he was obviously in pain, as if he was forcing himself to accept something, "However, she will never want to leave the prison."

After finishing speaking, Schrodinger pursed his lips and turned his face in one direction. Ju Lei and Lang Zhiwan understood that this meant that the chairman did not want to talk about this matter anymore.

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