Genius Club.

Chapter 219 Resignation
[Copernicus], [Yellowbird].

……

Lin Xian sat in his own office at MX Company, leaning his elbows on the desk, twirling a pen, looking at the two names written on the white paper in front of him.

These two names are the currently known members of the genius club.

One is the name of a great astronomer in the sixteenth century.

One is a name I randomly gave myself as a joke when I was joking about the mantis stalking the cicada while the oriole was waiting behind.

"Um……"

Lin Xian closed his eyes and thought.

“There is absolutely no commonality.”

He threw the pen on the white paper and leaned back in his chair.

Although we now know the names of two members of the Genius Club and have gained a lot of intelligence, we still cannot weave these fragmented clues into a network.

Could it be that……

Whether it's Copernicus or Yellow Bird, the names of the members of the genius club have nothing in common? Are they all randomly chosen?

Especially this Copernicus.

Lin Xian stared at the three words on the white paper.

According to the deceased Ji Xinshui, it seemed that his actions were all instructed by Copernicus, or instigated by Copernicus, who offered him a chance to join the genius club, so Ji Xinshui killed those scientists who had made outstanding contributions.

But I am not a scientist, so why did the seven deadly sins later choose me as their murder target?
In the interrogation room, the crazy Ji Xinshui said that this was an "exam", a "test question", and that he had inexplicably become the "examiner" of the Genius Club.

Plus.

Huang Que once emphasized to himself in Zhao Yingjun's office that the laws of space and time were far more important and strict than he had imagined, and reminded himself of the importance of the law of space-time elasticity.

and so……

in summary……

“[Could it be that the nature of the Genius Club has something in common with what I’m doing now?]”

Lin Xian opened his eyes.

It seems that I do have some ideas.

History, time, space, future, and the butterfly effect.

This is what I am currently experiencing and intervening in.

Considering that the Genius Club is an organization that has remained true to its original aspirations for 600 years...it's hard to say, maybe they really have some power that ordinary people can't imagine.

To this day, Lin Xian still has doubts——

Are all the members of the genius club really geniuses?
He didn't think so before.

But now, after experiencing the incident with Ji Lin and Ji Xinshui, he gradually began to believe this.

Perhaps, this really is a group of geniuses whose intelligence stands at the pinnacle of humanity, and behind their strange behavior and mysterious veil, there must be some deeper secrets and more difficult to detect purposes.

"No matter what, we must do as Huang Que said and actually enter the genius club to find out what's going on."

This is also the reason why Lin Xian suddenly chose to act in a high-profile manner.

I can't hide any longer.

How long will you hide?
Since Ji Xinshui made killing himself a test to prove himself to the Genius Club.

Then I might as well do the opposite and tell the Genius Club openly -

It was me who killed Ji Xinshui!
If this is really an exam, then I am more suitable than him.

There is nothing we can do about this.

Huang Que has always said that the easiest way to figure out all the mysteries is to get an invitation to the Genius Club.

nonsense.

I want it too.

But she, the riddle teller, didn't give any hints, didn't say anything, and she herself had no idea how to get an invitation.

Under this premise, we can only think more and try more.

Lin Xian turned his head and looked at the newspaper on the table next to him.

Today's front-page headline has been replaced by my own interview.

A few days ago, reporters from TV stations and newspapers came to interview him, and Lin Xian truthfully explained how he solved the serial murder case with his keen insight.

This is the report now on the front page.

In a prominent position, it was written in bold font that the Donghai officials had announced that a commendation meeting would be held for him in the Donghai Auditorium in a week.

From now on, I can no longer keep a low profile.

We must develop our own power and enhance our own strength.

Only in this way will we have the bargaining chips to fight against more unknown and more powerful enemies in the future.

"So, I have to leave MX Company."

……

When he thought of this, Lin Xian was really reluctant.

He didn't know why.

It was clearly decided long ago, it was clearly confirmed long ago that the invitation letter was fake, and there was no point in continuing to stay at MX Company.

but……

However, it has been difficult to implement this decision.

He didn't understand.

Why is it that every time I really plan to leave MX Company, I think of Zhao Yingjun's appearance in my mind and can never open my mouth to say it?

Hey.

What are you doing?

I just quit my job, why does it feel like a breakup?
but……

The situation is different now.

Given the current situation, I can no longer wait.

This "gentle" cat-and-mouse game may be a reminder for ourselves, telling ourselves that if we fall behind, we will be beaten, and if we are weak, we will be bullied.

This time the enemies were gentle and abided by martial ethics. If they said they would kill at 00:42, they would kill at 00:42, without delaying for even a minute. If they said it was a car accident, it would be a car accident, without a taxi coming... To be honest, where can you find such a disciplined enemy?
It's just to give you experience packs.

But the next enemy... may not be so kind and abide by the rules.

therefore.

Just as Lin Xian has made up his mind in the past few days.

Must become stronger!
Wow...

Lin Xian turned the white paper in front of him over and wrote down the main goals and plans for this period of time:

1. Leave MX, establish your own company, and raise funds and build up power for your future actions.

2. Settle Liu Feng as soon as possible, let him concentrate on studying the cosmological constant, and find out the secret of 42 as soon as possible.

3. Find a way to get an invitation to the Genius Club, join the Genius Club, and find out what’s going on.

"Okay, that's all."

Lin Xian looked at the three listed plans.

In fact, the ultimate direction of all plans is still towards the Genius Club.

That day in front of Tang Xin’s grave.

Lin Xian had already realized that if the ultimate culprit could not be eliminated, the bloodshed caused by Copernicus would never stop.

If it is not stopped.

Then one day...

Like Xu Yun and Tang Xin, this blood will flow to their relatives, friends, and even family members.

"lets go."

Lin Xian clicked on a folder on the desktop and opened a word file called "Resignation".

He had written this resignation report a long time ago, but had never submitted it to Zhao Yingjun.

Press the Print button.

Squeak, squeak, squeak—

The printer spit out this page of resignation report quickly, as if it was an understatement and light.

Picking up the printed paper and folding it, Lin Xian stood up, walked out of the office, and pressed the elevator button for the 22nd floor.

After the elevator door opened again.

He came to the familiar double-layer password door and entered the password that only he and Zhao Yingjun knew...

32375246
This is a meaningless number, but Lin Xian has already memorized it.

Click.

There was a muffled sound.

The heavy password door opened, and the sunlight from the huge French windows in the office shone on Lin Xian. Zhao Yingjun stopped writing, raised his head from his desk, looked at Lin Xian in the light, and smiled slightly:
"Lin Xian, you are here."

Lin Xian nodded, closed the door, and walked towards Zhao Yingjun's desk step by step.

It's only a short distance of ten meters.

There is also carpeting.

Today the journey has been so long and difficult.

"I was just asking you to come over and take a look." Zhao Yingjun raised his hand and pointed at the corners of the office:
"You've been so busy lately, and I know you don't have time to clean the office, so I cleaned it myself."

"Actually, I didn't mind how dirty or messy this office was before. After all, it's just an office, not a home. But after you cleaned it up before, I actually started to like the neat and clean feeling. Now I feel uncomfortable when it's a little dirty here."

"How was it? Did you clean up well? After really cleaning it, I found that it didn't take much effort, because you organized most of the things very well, and the tools and other things were placed very logically. I just followed your previous process and went through it again."

Da da da……

Lin Xian walked on the clean carpet, passed by the spotless coffee table and sofa, and continued to walk towards Zhao Yingjun.

"During this period, I went to the Tianma Racing Circuit a few times by myself."

Zhao Yingjun lowered his head and continued to review the documents, saying casually:

"I feel like I'm getting better and better at it. At least I'm definitely more proficient than before. Following what you taught me, I can enter corners much faster and I don't slow down when I exit corners anymore... The coaches there even asked me where I found such a great coach. Then... do you know what happened? It's a very interesting thing."

Zhao Yingjun raised the finger holding the pen, put the hair behind her ear, lowered her head and smiled, and continued to review the documents:
"I told those coaches, have you seen the short video of the car flying over the East China Sea that was very popular at the beginning of the year? The one called Donghai 007, the blue Bentley that flew over the Donghai Viaduct."

"They were all very shocked, so I smiled and told them that it was my car and my subordinates, the best drivers in the entire Donghai. At least... there was no one else in Donghai who could fly over the viaduct, and I was not wrong."

Da da da……

Lin Xian's footsteps became heavier and heavier, and he was only a few steps away from Zhao Yingjun's desk.

"I haven't talked about this with you, but actually, when I went back to my hometown during the Chinese New Year, my parents also saw the short video of the car flying over the East China Sea. Although it was blurry and most people couldn't see it clearly, it was my car after all, so my dad could tell it at a glance."

"He... I didn't realize before that he actually cared about me this much. He always denied me in various ways, looked down on my career, and wanted me to go back to the capital. My mother told me that after my father saw the video of flying over the East China Sea, he actually couldn't sleep all night."

"This is probably the Longguo style of parents, always so awkward. So during the New Year, he also started to care about my situation for the first time, asking about this and that, including you, the gangsters I met that day, and the incident of flying over the viaduct. This is the first time he has cared about me so much since I came to Donghai. Really... He always acted so solemn before, but why bother?"

"But after that incident, my dad did change. When I left home to return to Donghai, he was also very stifling for a long time, his face almost green, and finally he squeezed out a sentence to me: 'The design of the cat is not bad, your aunt's daughter likes it very much.' Then he went back to his room. These words sounded inexplicably weird, but you know, Lin Xian..."

Zhao Yingjun stopped writing, raised his head, and looked at Lin Xian who was walking to the desk:

"Although it's very strange, this is indeed the first time he has recognized my career. Of course, this can't be considered my career. The main credit still goes to you. After all, you designed the Rhine Cat, and I didn't participate in anything."

"I have to say, Lin Xian... you really saved my life and changed my life. As I said before, meeting you is indeed my luck."

Hey.

Lin Xian had already walked to the desk, and stopped, leaning against the edge of the desk.

Zhao Yingjun blinked and smiled embarrassedly:

"Sorry, I've been talking the whole time. It's mainly because I haven't seen you for a long time. So... you came to see me so early today. Is there something going on?"

Lin Xian nodded and placed the folded resignation letter in his hand on Zhao Yingjun's desk.

“This is my resignation letter.”

Zhao Yingjun's smile and relief froze on her face.

She pursed her lips and sat up straight.

"Mr. Zhao."

Lin Xian looked at Zhao Yingjun and whispered:

"I want to leave MX."

(End of this chapter)