"However, isolation is easy to say, but not easy to do. There are many people involved, and many of them are employees from other countries and regions. This is very common in large groups.
If they are quarantined for a long time, it will inevitably cause agitation among the families of these employees. If they start to make trouble, if the matter is exposed to the public, it will lead to the leakage of 'spiritual recovery' in advance, which can easily cause panic...
At that time, countries still lacked understanding of the ‘spiritual resurgence’. If the people knew about it, there would definitely be a lot of trouble, which is something no country is willing to see.”
"On the other hand, the Federation also hopes that the laboratory personnel can continue the research. After all, they control the entire experimental process and are more familiar with it than others.
Moreover, if the project is handed over, more people will be involved, increasing the possibility of leaks...
So, after discussions, people from Federal District 13 talked to everyone individually. We don't know the specific details, but they generally included threats and generous promises.
Oh, to put it in more common terms, it’s a carrot and a stick.
Requiring all of them to become federal citizens, trying to bundle interests in this way... It is conceivable that under those circumstances, resistance is out of the question."
"So, after signing the secret agreement, those non-federal employees were faced with two choices.
One is that the federation will secretly bring their family there, and the whole family will immigrate and enjoy extremely generous rewards.
The other is to cut off contact through various reasonable methods.
Both options have advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is of course reunion, but the disadvantage is that no one knows what they will face in the end, and no one knows whether the Federation's promise is real or a 'trap'.
For example, if there is a problem with the research, will the promised things be torn up, or will it become a 'handle' to restrain them and further control them after bringing the family members over?"
"In this case, your father's choice was the latter. So, under federal supervision, he filed for divorce on the grounds of cheating and entrusted everything to an attorney. What happened next... you should know
Already."
In the restaurant, amid the not-so-noisy hustle and bustle, the shadows cast by the ambient lights overhead swayed slowly.
Song Jun closed his mouth, indicating that his narration had come to an end, and wisely did not speak. He only looked at Cheng Lin secretly, trying to get a glimpse of his inner emotions from his face.
In silence.
After a full minute, Cheng Lin finally took a deep breath and said, "I should have made a guess."
This sentence is an affirmative tone and means an undoubted fact.
If he was completely deceived at first, but later, when he entered the Ninth Academy and systematically understood the starting time of spiritual energy recovery, and after learning about his father's company and the research direction of the federation, he actually had sufficient knowledge.
Reasons to doubt this matter.
Even an investigation.
However, why didn’t you think about it and investigate?
Time is obviously a key factor. Compared with his ignorant self three years ago, he is a completely different person now, and those already vague memories can hardly provide power for tracing.
But... now that I think about it, the real reason is probably that I have been consciously not thinking about it.
Especially after his mother died unexpectedly, he was even more reluctant to think about it.
Until now, Song Jun mentioned it again.
And when he knew all this, Cheng Lin suddenly found that his mood was unexpectedly calm, without too many disturbances.
After three years, he had finally gotten used to everything.
At this moment, he also guessed what the special gift Shi Shengcun said was for him.
Under Song Jun's gaze, Cheng Lin slowly picked up the cup and asked calmly: "How has he been in the past three years?"
"If you're talking about material things, it should be good," Song Jun pursed his lips and said, "As far as we know, that project later became bigger and bigger, and it also changed from a laboratory to an experimental base.
I am not a researcher, but I have been responsible for some management work. Three years have passed, and the confidentiality level has dropped a lot, so I have become a lot more free."
"However... it's still difficult to leave the country, especially after working there for so long, and after all, my political identity is... stained..."
When Song Jun said this, he glanced at Cheng Lin carefully.
What she wants to say in her heart is that if you don't have the special identity of Blak and are just an ordinary fifth-grade person, then this stain will even affect your own career.
Of course, these no longer exist today.
A seventh-level person, a "commander", is enough to change everything.
It's very realistic, even a little cold, but that's it, it makes sense.
"I understand." Cheng Lin nodded and took a sip of his drink. At this time, the waiter came over with a standard smile and handed two drawers of hot buns to the table.
Then there is lamb soup...meat skewers...
The invisible mental barrier opened, Cheng Lin smiled and thanked him, then picked up the chopsticks, picked up the steamed bun full of soup, took a bite, showed a satisfied smile, and said to Song Jun: "Let's eat."
"Well, let's eat." Song Jun also laughed, and the two of them began to eat dinner talking and laughing like other diners in the restaurant. After they finished eating, they both rubbed their bellies with satisfaction.
"Where to go next?" Cheng Lin drank the last bit of the fragrant soup and asked casually.
Song Jun glanced at the time, stood up, picked up the coat hanging on the back of the chair, and said: "The dock."
…
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Jin City Wharf Area.
On winter nights, the sky is dark, and the few stars seem to be hiding and unwilling to show up.
Cheng Lin looked at the ink-colored sea, and the cold wind blew his hair into chaos. Song Jun stood aside, his hands stuffed in his pockets, very quiet.
"Hua Hua"
Amidst the sound of the waves, time seemed to slow down extremely, making Cheng Lin inadvertently distracted. Finally, with a strange "woo", a small ship appeared on the sea, and the lights on the ship were brighter than those in the sky.
More dazzling.
Cheng Lin put his thoughts back and suddenly became a little nervous.
I don't know how long it took, but the boat finally arrived at the shore and put up the pedals. Cheng Lin saw a monk wearing a small lapel uniform walking down from the top first, waving, and then Song Jun next to him followed suit.
Say hello.
Then, a figure in a coat walked down from the boat. Due to the backlight, he could not see clearly. He slowly approached and emerged from the shadows.
Then, Cheng Lin saw a face that was roughly similar to his own, except that he wore half-rimmed glasses instead of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. Some of his gray hair was blown a little messy by the sea breeze, and his eyes were a little bloodshot.
, probably because he didn’t sleep well.
This man in his fifties slowly walked closer, then stood still and moved his lips in the cold sea breeze: "I..."
Cheng Lin walked over in silence, opened his arms with a slightly stiff posture, gently hugged this short man who had an impression of being very tall, and said softly: "Just come back..."