The End of The Earth (MTL) [COMPLETED]

80. Threat

At the end of the introduction video, Knoll turned off the player and looked at everyone present with a smile: "I know some of you have probably already watched this film, but in order to take care of the newcomer, thank you for watching it again today. Again."

The atmosphere was relaxed, laughter and applause were scattered around, and Ji Qinghe also smiled and clapped.

"Next, I will introduce to you our current research progress. I will connect with the researchers in Dar City and ask them to make a specific analysis and explanation of the progress of the project there..."

Cheng Jian was sitting on pins and felt, feeling cold and bitter all over, as if being thrown straight into the dark pool from a great height.

The current atmosphere that seemed to be holding an exchange meeting finally made her know why Dalcheng always knew the research trends of the Academia Sinica for the first time, but this was not what scared her the most.

Because she clearly saw a scene that should never have appeared in the video.

Her father, Cheng Shen, who died in an air crash as early as that year, was also listed.

For a while, she would not know what her destiny would be after tonight. Those studies that would arouse her interest in her daily life would be like playing a horror movie in her ears.

Seeing that her fingers were trembling abnormally, she pressed her five fingers on her leg, but as soon as she took it away, the disobedient fingers began to tremble again.

What Xu Wei said that day was correct... He said that there was a big problem in Min Lankong's death at the beginning, and he must have hidden a lot of secrets.

That's right, but what he didn't know was that almost half of the people in Academia Sinica had been from Dal City in the past 100 years. This kind of undercover gathering has turned into a large-scale conference like it is now.

Cheng Jian was too cold, and wanted to leave immediately, but the concentration of the people around made her feel at a loss, as if everyone thought this matter was normal, only she felt that even the world in front of her had collapsed.

Ji Qinghe noticed the beads of sweat on her forehead and nose, took out the handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to her. Cheng Jian turned her head numbly and looked at him, her lips trembled, trying to say something, but in the end he just clenched. Lost the teeth.

"Is it a bit hot in it?" He reached out to help Cheng Jian press out the sweat, his voice was very gentle, everything was the same as before the meeting.

Cheng Jian threw the handkerchief that had taken Ji Qinghe onto his face, his eyes flushed slightly, not knowing whether it was fear or feeling that he was betrayed by the world.

"Calm down, Major." Ji Qinghe was no longer amiable. "Are you more willing to live in a false illusion than facing the truth? This is not what a researcher should think."

"Don't change the subject. The problem now is, you, these people around you, and even those..."

Her voice was hoarse and stuck, and it was only in extreme pain that she suddenly lost her voice. The faces of the "deceased" who were listed on the Martyrs Monument in the Central Square flashed in her mind. That face was exactly the same as the male face on the family portrait she had touched countless times in her childhood...

Ji Qinghe reached out and tried to touch Cheng Jian's angry face that was already a little distorted, but after facing her sharp enough to cut people's eyes, the fingertips of that hand finally retreated slightly, just turning her back. The scattered foreheads that covered his face were hooked behind the ears.