I'm not Yingjie

“People’s aging often begins with a serious illness.”

"With the physical body destroyed and the spirit subjugated, facing illnesses that could no longer heal themselves, humans began to age for the first time."

The Speaker tossed a coin on the table.

"Hua Hua Hua..."

The coin spun on the smooth table like a small ball.

"Do you think this coin will land on the front or the back when it falls?" The Speaker tapped his gloved fingers on the table, his smile hidden in the darkness containing a certain mystery. "This is something I often do in my spare time. I think the most interesting thing is that when the coin actually falls, you can't tell whether it will land on the front or the back."

"Don't you find it interesting? Unlike people who are destined to fall, there is always a chance that the coin will flip to heads."

"Clap."

The door was pushed open from the outside, and the orange-yellow light shone through the crack of the door into a wide, long beam, illuminating the Speaker sitting next to the conference table.

Most of his face was shrouded in darkness, and the pupils on the illuminated half were turned towards the person at the door.

"Chairman, what do you want to see me about?"

The Speaker stood up enthusiastically and made a "please sit down" gesture to the seat in front of him.

The parliamentary system adopted by the Fire Moth ensures that everyone has equal power, but equality of power does not mean equal right to speak. Qualifications and contributions can determine far more than most people imagine.

The person in front of him has a very high say among the top leaders, which is the so-called... authority.

The old man, who was over 60 but still in good health, glanced at the polite Speaker, not knowing what he was up to, but still came and sat down in front of him.

After he sat down, the speaker sat back in his seat, adjusted his tie and said with a smile: "I invited you here this time to discuss the issue of power concentration that I mentioned last time..."

"Huh, I knew you had no good intentions." The old man interrupted the Speaker bluntly, and the fact that he didn't let the Speaker finish his words made his eyebrows twitch.

"Do you think I don't know what little tricks you are doing in private? Do you want power so much?" the old man said coldly.

"I think you must have misunderstood." The Speaker sighed, took out a white napkin and spread it across his chest, and said calmly, "I don't care who the power is concentrated in. I just think that concentrated power is more suitable for the implementation of various plans, and you are the most senior member, so I think you are the most qualified person to implement the mechanism change."

"Then you don't need to waste your breath. The system of the Fire Moth has been established since its inception. It can't be changed by just a few words from you."

“…Can’t it be changed with just a few words…” The Speaker narrowed his eyes.

The old man couldn't help but sneer when he saw his expression: "What? What else do you want to do? Your private army has been wiped out, and even if there are remnants, they can't enter the headquarters. Do you think we will let you bring people from outside the headquarters in after the last assassination incident?"

"...I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." The Speaker stood up, his face full of regret, and stretched out his hand to the old man, "I deeply regret that we couldn't reach an agreement."

The old man glanced at his gloved hand and snorted, "Hmph, forget it."

After ignoring the Speaker's hand, he turned around and walked away arrogantly.

"Ugh……"

"Woo——"

The old man, whose mouth was covered from behind, looked in horror at the indifferent man in front of him as he picked up the coin on the table. After looking at the reverse side of the coin facing up, he put the coin into his pocket.

"I really can't bring people to the headquarters in public." The Speaker put his hands behind his back and took a step back. "But have you forgotten that there are also elite personnel from the combat force in the headquarters?"

"bass!"

At the end of the old man's life, he saw his chest being broken open by a deformed and terrifying weapon, which lifted him up like a rag doll and smashed him onto the conference table.

"Oh!"

The Speaker respectfully took off the blood-stained napkin from his chest.

……

The first ray of sunlight in the early morning shone on Padu's forehead. Her eyelids trembled a few times, and she climbed up from the mat and stretched leisurely.

"Meow meow~"

Paddo's ultimate goal in life is to find a place to sleep peacefully and bask in the sun. She feels that she has completed half of it so far, and the remaining half is to confirm whether this house can be lived in for a long time.

"Oh, right..." Padu shook her head, remembering what happened yesterday, and jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, "Where's that guy?"

She still remembers Lin's cruel actions vividly. It is the most profound memory since she was born.

Those were not some kind of showy stunts, but real techniques that could cripple a person with every move. If they hadn't been holding back, those people yesterday might not only have been injured, they might have gone straight to the cemetery.

A bucket of cold water was poured over her head. Padu looked around cautiously, but did not see Lin. She walked around the room and did not see him either.

"Huh? Where did he go?" Paduo scratched his head. Usually Lin would be walking around the house, so why wasn't he seen today?

Coming to the window, Padu saw through the glass the back of the man in the wheelchair lying motionless in the snow.

"Oh no! He must have frozen to death!"

Padu quickly opened the door and took two steps at a time to reach Lin's side.

"..."

Paduo's anxious face appeared in Lin's empty black pupils. Paduo breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that he looked no different from usual.

Now that the temperature has risen, it shouldn't be so easy to get frostbite outside.

"No matter who you are, I would feel guilty if you died..." Padu said to Lin in a somewhat blaming tone, "You can hear me, right? And after what happened yesterday, you should be able to return to normal once in a while."

"Could it be that the reason you can't speak and have hallucinations is because of the illness you have?"

Paduo racked her brains to say something that could stimulate Lin's recovery, but she was afraid that he would stand up and beat her until she was left with only one breath, just like yesterday, so in the end, nothing would happen.

"By the way, I remember there were people similar to you in that nursing home. Can they cure your illness?"

Padu was proud of her keen observation and extraordinary memory, but she was also worried about how to send Lin over.

Will they accept Lin for free? According to what I saw last time, the sanatorium is almost full of patients.

"Let's go check it out again today... Hey, if you recover, you must remember my kindness."

A gleam of light flashed across Lin Huan's scattered eyes.

Chapter 22 The Disease of Life

"Place of death: Meeting room of Fire Moth headquarters."

"Time of death: around ten o'clock last night."

"cause of death……"

Mei looked at the old man lying on the conference table with his eyes open, his body stiff and his chest as if torn open by the claws of a wild beast. The cause of death was already obvious.

"The surveillance showed no abnormalities." Prometheus II mechanically stated the conclusion in her headset.

There were no surveillance devices installed in the conference room. This was a unanimous decision to prevent the content of the upper-level meeting from being leaked. Unexpectedly, it has now become an aid to the murderer to escape justice.

Mei looked at the group of people dealing with the body with a calm expression: "Have all the surveillance cameras at the headquarters been searched?"

"Yes."

"..."

Mei was not too surprised by this result. The fact that they dared to take action at the headquarters showed that they were confident that they would not be caught.

"This is really tragic." Kevin stood behind Mei with a stern expression, "He was killed from behind. He could have died more honorably, but they went to great lengths to torture the corpse."

The body was almost torn in half by the huge hole in the chest, and was smashed hard on the conference table, with blood splattering everywhere, like a mosquito that had sucked up enough blood and was slapped to death on the wall.

There is no mercy, just like slaughtering animals.

"This is a demonstration." Mei walked to one of the spots where the blood had splattered, pointed at the bloodstains on the wall and said, "There is one less bloodstain here, which is unnatural. There was someone standing there at the time. He was not the executioner, but a spectator. This means that there were at least three people present, including the deceased."

"Let's first have someone conduct a carpet search of the entire headquarters base to see if there are any deliberate signs... although I don't think that would be of any use."

The brutal murder that took place at the headquarters was an unprecedented and shocking case, and it was a slap in the face to these saviors of humanity.

With such a big incident happening, it's clear that there won't be much peace recently. Kevin stays by Mei's side all the time to prevent something similar to what happened to Sakura from happening again.

"It's a provocation to all of us, isn't it?" The Speaker's face was extremely solemn. He walked in with a gentleman's cane and said to Mei, "Any progress on the murderer?"

After seeing him, Kevin leaned towards Mei intentionally or unintentionally, with his hand outside the holster.

Mei shook her head normally. "We can confirm that there were only three people who witnessed the whole process. The person who did it was most likely a killer or a soldier. It is impossible for an ordinary person to cause such a horrific wound."

"Can you confirm the type of weapon?"

"A kind of...claw, a giant claw like the one used by the Sharp Claw Soldier." Mei has been in the Research Department for a while and is familiar with all kinds of weapons. "No soldier in the headquarters uses such a weapon."

"We must get to the bottom of this. We cannot allow this uncertainty to affect the stability of the Fire Moth." The Speaker's fingers moved nervously on his gentleman's stick. "Disagreements have already torn us apart. The Fire Moth cannot afford any more deaths."

"..."

After the speaker left, May and Kevin came to a private corner, and Kevin asked bluntly: "Could he have done it?"

"Sakura said that a killer with heavy weapons once interfered with her mission, but from the description, the weapons used by the two are inconsistent... I can't draw a conclusion."

Because he was once the leader of the Poison Pupa, the Speaker is a major suspect, but his behavior has been normal so far and there is no evidence pointing to him.

At this time, the deputy director of the R&D department sent a message to Mei.

"Minister, I found something. It's a encrypted file in the database of the previous minister."

After seeing the contents of the document, Mei looked at the big hole in the corpse's chest with an expressionless face.

It was pitch black, and I could still see the conference table behind.

……

"Captain, what happened?"

Soul, fully armed, stood at the end of the corridor with Himiko and Destobia. After seeing countless people hurriedly passing by her, she realized that something big had happened, so she asked the solemn Himiko.

"Someone from the upper levels was killed in the conference room."

"Someone... was killed at headquarters?" Hun repeated in confusion.

"That's right, and the murderer is most likely among the soldiers. From now on, the headquarters will be on alert and will no longer go out on missions. You all need to be careful of others."

"Yes."

"Then, what about Team 7?" Hun was thinking of Team 7, which had been without a commander since Lin disappeared. As the reconstruction work after the fifth collapse had not been completed, internal adjustments had not yet begun.

Himiko sighed and said, "Someone will be responsible."

……

"A rare visitor."

Mebius leaned against his desk, blowing the hot air out of his cup, and spoke to the blue-haired woman who walked into her private office.

"Dr. Mobius, long time no see." Einstein had some documents in his hand and placed them on the table after entering the room. "I think the last time we met was at an academic seminar in Mu Continent."

"Yeah, I didn't expect that after joining the same organization, we have never met each other." Mebius's polite words were different from others. Her words were full of tentative tones, and she deliberately made people hear it.

"After all, we have different research directions, so there are not many opportunities for us to meet. Isn't this a good opportunity for us to meet?"

"…Didn't you notice what happened at headquarters today?"

"I'm very sorry for the passing of that old man." Einstein mourned for a few seconds, and then continued in the face of Mobius's sneer, "But I think the birth of the armed puppet should be able to effectively prevent such incidents from happening again."

"To be honest, I'm not interested in your so-called 'armed puppets'. Are you trying to replace someone by stuffing a consciousness similar to that of humans into a bunch of mechanical creations?" Mobius was best at pouring cold water on others. She waved her hand and said, "Besides, you shouldn't come to me. You should go to Vivi. She is more interested. You can continue your 'crazy girl party'."

"But as far as I know, your interest in 'creating life' is no less than mine."

"..."

"..."

"despair."

The green-haired woman took a sip of the bitter coffee.

Mebius put down the cup, her earrings dangling, and she said calmly, "I am indeed interested in adjusting the genes of a life to create a more perfect offspring, but I recently discovered that someone had done something similar more than 20 years ago."

"But, I'm not exactly happy to share my insights with you."

After issuing the order to expel him, Einstein tactfully left. She had heard about Mobius' temper long ago, and she had no intention of getting anything from him. However, both Velvet and May had suggested that she come to Mobius to discuss issues related to the self-discipline of the armed dolls.

"Would someone be given hopes that don't belong to him before he was born?"

Mebius looked at Lin's genetic test results on the screen calmly, and subconsciously touched the earrings that had been with him since birth.

"If so, did the person who created him really want him to be a 'human'?"

Chapter 23 Zero