575 Drinking morning tea or spraying morning porridge
Chapter 575: Morning tea or morning porridge (Part 2) "Ale, I heard that a murder occurred in the liberal arts college of your Holy College some time ago. What's going on?" Ouyang Congfei
Although he knew that his adopted son would have to face the organization and his true identity one day in the future. To the organization, he was nothing more than an experiment, but he had been Ouyang Lei's adopted father for more than 20 years.
This feeling makes me very worried that Ouyang Lei will be involved in the vortex of struggle so early.
Ouyang Lei smiled calmly and said: "It's okay, it was a teacher who taught the same subject as me, and something happened to him. At first, the police suspected that I did it, but later there was no evidence. After all, the thing itself was not done by me.
.So you can rest assured that nothing will happen to me.”
Ouyang Congfei nodded, but his frown did not relax.
I know how powerful the organization is. The Holy Academy is very prestigious in East Asia. Even the Dragon Group in East Asia does not dare to provoke the Holy Academy. If you want to investigate anything, you can only let people sneak in.
, doing some things secretly, and the Holy Academy is just the tip of the iceberg that the organization puts in front of the world.
If according to the normal human life span, a scientist is considered an advanced age if he reaches 80 years old. Then if he has done scientific research for fifty or sixty years, he can be said to be a very remarkable person.
Once such a person passes away, his experience, some of his indescribable insights, his understanding of science, and his lifetime of experience will all disappear.
But organizations are different. The fourth-dimensional conservation system now used by all mankind was developed by organizations. It allows humans to cherish their lives and their time more, and at the same time, it also allows those who have made significant contributions to the development and progress of mankind.
People can live for hundreds of years or even longer.
A scientist may not achieve impressive results until he is fifty or sixty years old, may not make new breakthroughs until he is sixty or seventy years old, and may not advance human science and technology until he is seventy or eighty years old.
But now, the organization allows these people to live for at least a hundred years, and can even keep people young and immortal, which means that many researches will not be interrupted due to the death of scientists.
Therefore, any science and technology within an organization, if placed outside, is equivalent to alien technology.
However, Ouyang Congfei was not very clear about the purpose of establishing the organization. He was originally just a peripheral member of the organization. Later, he was discovered by a prophet, who introduced him into the organization and began to be responsible for a project. This project is
Making babies like Ouyang Lei.
Ouyang Lei's number is 385342, which means that even if he is the last one, the organization has studied at least 385,342 babies, but of these babies, there will never be more than 100 that have actually survived until now.
Therefore, he knew Ouyang Lei's importance to the organization, which made him even more worried about Ouyang Lei.
"I just want to feel relieved, but when the child is older, he must have endless worries. Just like your current girlfriend, who is called Xiaoxiao?"
"Well, foster father, my name is Xiaoxiao, Ma Xiaoxiao." Xiaoxiao said with a very well-behaved look.
Ouyang Congfei smiled and asked, "How many people are there in your family?"
"Two people, just me and my father. I have never had a mother since I was a child. My father said that my mother died after giving birth to me, so I have never celebrated my birthday since I was a child."
"Oh, he is also a child with a hard life. By the way, what is your father's surname?"
After Ouyang Congfei finished asking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with his question.
Ouyang Lei and Xiaoxiao also felt it.
Although Xiaoxiao didn't know why Ouyang Lei's adoptive father made her feel like she had forgotten more than she, an amnesiac, did, she still said to Ouyang Lei's adoptive father with a smile on her face: "My father's surname is Ma."
"Oh~ your father's surname is Ma, and your surname is Ma too. What a coincidence?"
Ouyang Lei was completely embarrassed, "Father, I am my biological child."
"Ah, I'm telling you, no wonder it's such a coincidence. This is also the case. If you weren't your biological child, your father could have your last name."
As he said that, a waiter came over and brought over two bowls of corn porridge and placed them where Ouyang Congfei and Master Bai left, "Hello, our boss is a Buddhist. I saw two masters here today.
I specially give you two a bowl of porridge as a token of respect."
Ouyang Congfei clasped his hands towards the waitress and said, "Tell me to thank your boss. Originally, it was my adopted son who invited me and my junior brother to dinner today. I'm really sorry that your boss spent so much money."
"It's okay, it's okay. Our boss said that as a human being, you should do more good deeds and make good friends."
After saying that, the waitress left. At this time, Master Bai also came back.
"Where are you talking now?" Master Bai asked before he sat down.
Ouyang Lei smiled and said, "Master Bai, we just talked about Xiaoxiao's father."
"Really? Xiaoxiao, although our Arei has been an orphan since childhood, he has always been with our two senior brothers, especially since he was a child, and has been influenced by various traditional virtues in me. He is definitely a good boy.
I think you are a pretty good little girl. It would be great if the two of you could get together in the future. Although we monks do not provide matchmaking services to others, this boy is also my senior brother’s adopted son and can be regarded as my nephew.
Well, by the way, what does my father do?"
If it were in the past, Xiaoxiao would have responded to Master Bai's words with ease. Among agents, there is a training that specifically cultivates the agent's ability to lie. After accepting any identity as an agent, he can handle interrogation and investigation with ease.
But now Xiaoxiao has lost his memory. If he could remember the training he received when he was an agent, of course he wouldn't say anything wrong. Well, the point is that now Xiaoxiao has lost his memory.
"My dad is a secret agent."
Poof - when Master Bai heard the familiar voice, he felt the familiar temperature for the third time, but this time the temperature was obviously hotter than before.
"Senior brother, if you don't want me to talk today, just say so. Don't do anything like this."
After saying that, Master Bai stood up and walked straight to the bathroom again.
People around and having morning tea now saw Master Bai and almost recognized him. Some even said hello: "Master, are you going to the toilet again?"
Master Bai nodded awkwardly.
Just as I was passing by, I heard someone say: "You are talking about what happened to the monk. His face was red, green, and yellow for a while, just like a traffic light."
"I've never seen anything like this. What kind of disease is this? Could it be Hua-Liu?"
"Hua Liu is not like this, I know this."
"How did you know?"
"I...I...I just know why you are asking so many questions! Don't you hate it?"
