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Chapter 550 The Identity of the Core (First Update!)

The four of them, Su Bai, walked directly into the nuclear power plant. However, the four of them did not walk towards the cylindrical position, but towards the office building. At the same time, they naturally did not choose to circle around to enter the real "land". Everyone was very excited. Tacitly, there was no chance of the black ball exploding, because there were other things that needed to be done now.

George kept watching the actions of Su Bai and the four people inside, and said with some surprise: "Are you so trusting of them?"

Obviously, George didn't know about the tacit understanding between Su Bai and Munan, but now he could see some clues. Munan was sitting here with four of his audience members, and he was blocking not only the audience below, but also He George.

George was also very afraid of this Chinese man whose intelligence was almost demonic.

"Haha." Munan laughed twice and did not answer, but his eyes glanced at Steven twice.

"Chinese people's nationalism and patriotism suddenly awakened at this time?" George asked, with a little bit of irony in his words.

In a precise sense, the three parties have never reached a real agreement at all. They are more wary than cooperative with each other.

Munan exhaled and stood up from the ground. All the audience below were alert to Munan's movements. When they saw him standing up, everyone almost held their breath.

"Look below." Munan pointed to the audience below, "Does it look like the Eight-Nation Alliance Army?"

"..." George.

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"The electronic equipment is out of order and must not be used." The monk looked around the office building and said, "Fat man, go check the employee list in the hall and see if there is Jin Zhongyou's name.

Dabai, Gyatso, and the three of us went to each floor separately to search. Since Jin Zhongyou is the chief engineer, he must have his own independent office. "

The four of them separated in the office building. Su Bai went directly to the sixth floor and started to search. Although Su Bai didn't know Korean, there was a label at the door of each office, marking who owned the office, so basically Just take Jin Zhongyou's Korean hand gestures and compare them to search.

There was no room on the sixth floor. Su Bai went up to the seventh floor. The decoration pattern of the seventh floor was obviously a level higher than that of the previous floors. The aisles were also covered with a dark blue carpet and there were many potted plants around them. The flowers have withered, and there are even special ink paintings on the walls.

In the entire East Asian cultural circle, the division of identity and status is very obvious. Of course, even Westerners who label themselves as democratic countries are actually divided into three, six, and nine grades, but it is more hidden.

Su Bai started searching carefully, and finally saw the name on the label on the door of an office matching that of Jin Zhongyou.

Su Bai did not rush to open the door and go in to check. Instead, he held his shoulders and walked back, leaning against the wall and waiting for the monk and the others to finish their search and arrive at his location.

Electronic communication equipment is naturally unavailable here, so communication is naturally slow.

He reached out and rubbed the area between his eyebrows.

The old woman's face vaguely appeared in Su Bai's mind.

The wounds on the female corpse's neck were also so obvious.

If nothing else happens, the relationship between the old woman and the female corpse should be that of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

The female corpse did not transform into a corpse originally, but she suddenly transformed into a corpse because she saw the old woman's face on the back of her head. This is a bit like an old man who was originally very gentle. He was very kind to his neighbors and fellow villagers, and was active in paving roads and building bridges. You don't expect anything in return for your participation, but one day you suddenly see the enemy who raped and killed your daughter appear in the village. No matter how elegant or gentle this old man is, he will probably turn into a murderous devil in an instant and rush out to kill people with a hatchet.

"Could it be that the essence of this story world is a very cliché mother-in-law and daughter-in-law problem?"

Su Bai smiled a little when he thought about it. If this is true, it is indeed in line with the aesthetics of broadcasting, an aesthetic that makes you laugh or cry.

But, will the issue of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law affect the leakage of nuclear power plants?

Did the old woman really kill her daughter-in-law?

In short,

This story world has an extremely huge world structure, but it seems to be connected to a small family ethics drama on another line.

About five minutes later, the monk, the fat man and Gyatso all finished searching their own floors and came to this floor. Seeing Su Bai standing there, the three of them looked at the door opposite.

The fat man held the talisman in his left hand and the mahogany sword in his right hand. He was ready. Even the monk held the prayer beads in his hands. Obviously, in a nuclear power plant, anything can happen. Even an ordinary dead soul may have the ability to Using unimaginable means.

"Click..."

The fat man reached out and pushed open the door. Su Bai and Gyatso stood beside the fat man and the monk respectively, protecting and supporting them.

The door opened,

The furnishings inside are very elegant and simple. The scrolls on the wall are imitations of the works of a Chinese painter from the Qing Dynasty. There is a layer of red carpet underneath. Although there is a lot of dust on the furnishings, it still gives people a sense of place. It has a high-quality feeling, which obviously reflects the appreciation level of the office owner.

"No problem?" The fat man looked at the monk, which also reflected the fat man's caution at this time.

The monk nodded, indicating that he didn't find anything unusual here.

Immediately afterwards, Gyatso and Su Bai began to search for the files in this office. There was no way to search the files in the brain. Not to mention that the power and network were cut off, and under such high-concentration radiation conditions, Under the circumstances, even robots specially made of radiation-proof materials will not last long before they fail, let alone these ordinary computers.

This kind of search still depends on luck, but fortunately, Su Bai was lucky. He raised a folder in his hand and said, "This doesn't seem to be a work document. There are family photos on it."

Among the four, the only one who can speak Korean is the monk.

"This is a housing report, which is similar to housing allocation in our domestic units. It is a welfare measure. This is an application form. Jin Zhongyou is not only the chief engineer of this nuclear power plant, but also has a very high administrative status. , I don’t really understand the system in South Korea, but judging from some of the information and details on this application form, Jin Zhongyou’s status is basically that of a person who speaks the truth in this nuclear power plant.

In addition, his family relationship is also introduced here. His wife’s name is Choi Minying, his mother’s name is Lee Soo-mi, and his son’s name is Kim Hee-bum. "

"Then there's no news worth getting excited about." The fat man scratched his head, "Don't waste your work."

"No, there is still some." Su Bai suddenly said, "In this world, there can be no love without reason, and there can be no hatred without reason. In fact, in this story world, it has been very obvious. Jin Zhong's family is definitely inseparable from the nuclear leakage.

In fact, now we have the most direct method, which is to find the old woman's soul, and then let the fat man and the monk try to search for the soul. In this way, the truth of the matter will emerge. "

"Who knows where the old woman has gone now?" Fatty asked, "Also, why didn't the old woman come back to you this time around, Dabai?"

Gyatso said at this time: "It doesn't necessarily mean that old woman. Among the four members of this family, we only saw two people.

One is his wife Cui Minying, and the other is the old woman Li Xiumei. Cui Minying is now a corpse, placed in the closet, and embalmed. It is obviously a murder case.

Li Xiuying was confirmed to be dead and became a ghost, but she was still wandering around the old house.

But there are two other characters. One is Jin Zhongyou himself. As the chief engineer of this nuclear power plant, Qi Lu also said that Jin Zhongyou also has a high administrative status. If there is an accident or leak at the nuclear power plant, he will be the one to talk about it. It is absolutely impossible that there is no relationship at all.

Moreover, based on how his family is treated differently from other families in the county, it is almost certain that Jin Zhongyou was probably the real driving force behind the nuclear power plant leak.

At the same time, there is also Jin Zhongyou’s son, Jin Xifan.

Dabai, when you had a meeting with George and Munan before, we all heard your content clearly. Munan said something that impressed me very much, and it can even be compared to Jin Xifan.

Looking at the photo, Jin Xifan seems to be about five or six years old. "

After Gyatso finished speaking, he looked at Su Bai.

Su Bai's eyes narrowed, "You mean, the guess that Munan said?

This core actually relies on this model and reincarnation, is it for learning, imitation, and progress? "

The fat man immediately clapped his hands and said: "Yes, yes, we have always regarded the core as a too high-end thing. In fact, if we regard it as a devil or a high-level ghost, there are actually many guesses. With experience and habits, we can apply it to bring the enemy down to a level we are familiar with. Only then can we use our rich experience at this level to understand and defeat the enemy.

If the core is compared to the devil's mantle, and a guy inherits this mantle,

And this guy is very young and even mentally immature.

To the point where he still doesn’t really know how to be a person with his own independent consciousness. There is a huge gap between the height of his life level and his own wisdom. What will he do?

He will learn instinctively, he will imitate instinctively, and he will instinctively desire to make progress! "

The fat man took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at the ceiling.

"Could it be that he is really just a little devil who organized and controlled all this?"

As soon as the fat man finished speaking,

The office that was originally sealed was suddenly hit by a dark wind.

ambient temperature,

It also lowered all of a sudden.

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