The real daughter, she is a Buddhist boss

Chapter 118 Help me get an identity
But such a ridiculous piece of truth made Helian Yanhua unable to breathe. When Lian gave the order to imprison the hacker in the night region, his hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist, and the palm of his hand was clenched. Deep red marks.

He has no authority, and he cannot be dealt with for the time being.

Judgments involving the founder's descendants require the joint ruling of all the incumbent lords before the result can be issued.

But the dozens of lives in the entire star field, and the blood-stained faces of his comrades are deeply etched in his mind; it seems to be accusing him of his inaction against the murderer.

The back molars were clenched and bleeding, and he lost his strength and knelt on the ground looking at the conspicuous totem in the central hall, feeling extremely glaring.

Hua Wei didn't understand why Helian Yanhua wanted to tell this outsider about her past, they were not good at this in the Seventh District, and had no interest in these stolen black boxes.

What's more, life science is the research focus of District 16, maybe it's more meaningful for him to pass these to Nalan Yi's ear.

But, "Miss Hua, don't you want to know why the transfer order from District [-] had already arrived at the gate of District [-] three years ago, but why was it withdrawn when it was over?"

The hand that plucked the string paused slightly, Hua Wei looked up at him.

Helian Yanhua held her breath, walked forward, stared into her eyes, and said slowly: "Do you think that Fudou escaped from the world by that explosion just because he was disabled?"

The voice was firm, and his tone became more and more cold: "Do you think that the surnamed Liang who was imprisoned in Wuyu just wanted to kill him? Hua Wei, Professor Hua! Don't you want to know what this has to do with you? Does it matter?"

The breeze gradually, the sun elongated the shadows of the two.

These words were like a small hammer hitting Hua Wei's heart hard.

She and Helian Yanhua stood opposite each other, like opposing enemies, but also like comrades-in-arms who have not yet made an alliance.

The projection on the ceiling is still blue and clear, layered upon layers of beauty; unfortunately, under this beauty, countless lives and countless conspiracies are buried.

She closed her eyes and pondered for a long time, and finally picked up the black box in her hand.

The familiar Requiem of the Eighth Night sounded in her ears, and silence returned after a few seconds. There was a shallow breathing sound, but she did not speak.

"Help me get a status at the Yuril Private High School," she said.

A few moments later, a slightly hoarse question came from over there: "How long will you stay?"

Hua Wei raised his eyes to see the intricate diagram of the relationship between disasters and struggles on the wall, staring at the red dot in it, and said two words in a low voice: "Unknown."

It was the first time Xu heard a request without a time limit, and the result was given after a long silence.

"After three days, the black cat will deliver what you want at the designated place."
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On the other side of the conversation was someone who had been providing her with identity assistance for three years, whom she had never met and who she did not know.

This was what Ren Shousui gave her after the transfer order to the first district was withdrawn three years ago, after he locked himself in the laboratory for a day and a night in silence.

It's available, he said.

Don't worry about the pros and cons, the price has been paid long ago.

When she took the chip, she smelled a heavy smell of smoke from the teacher.

From then on, she understood that if the worry of the first district is not eliminated, it will inevitably drive her and the seventh district to death in the future, and even the teacher may not be able to save her.

Things that were impossible in the past may be possible in the near future.

The star map on the ceiling is still bright, and the hidden game of disaster hidden under the dark clouds has been exposed. Will the cold winter in the danger zone be far behind?
(End of this chapter)