People are singing in the tide, but there is no crown

Ling An and Chao Mei looked at each other and keenly noticed something was wrong.

"He seems to be avoiding something." Ling An analyzed.

"Beep, beep, when we were chatting with this researcher just now, we observed someone eavesdropping nearby." Xiangli flew a circle in the air and pointed to a young researcher with green hair nearby.

"Um, hello, I'm Jiuli, and I'm also a researcher." After being discovered, he scratched his head embarrassedly and introduced himself.

"Why are you eavesdropping on our conversation?" Ling Anyi asked righteously.

"Well, I didn't mean it. By the way, regarding the person you are looking for, maybe I can help you." Jiuli said seriously.

"Oh?" Ling An raised his eyebrows, "Tell me about it."

"You are looking for Xiaosheng, right?" Jiuli said confidently, "You came here to help him realize his wish of delivering the letter under a pseudonym."

"Yes, how did you know?"

"Hey, the guy next to you is the robot from Moon Tree House, right? I can tell that."

"So, who is Xiaosheng?" Ling An asked seriously, getting straight to the point.

Jiuli's expression also became serious, and he said, "It's Juban. This guy must have noticed your identity and found an excuse to escape."

Hearing this, Ling An was shocked: "It's actually him?"

He remembered that Juban was in a normal state just now, and he didn't look down, let alone depressed.

Jiuli nodded: "Late-night mood syndrome usually only manifests itself when one is alone at night. This guy has always been the best since he was a child, but I don't know when he started spreading those weird, negative comments online. His tone is too familiar to me."

After hearing Jiuli's words, Ling An was sure. He lowered his eyes, looked at Jiuli and said, "Your arm seems to be injured?"

Jiuli held his arm and smiled, "This is an old injury from a previous sound experiment accident. Although it's not serious, I can't operate delicate instruments since then."

"I found you because I want to know what kind of wish Juban made that is worth your coming to him. If possible, I also want to help. After all, we used to be best friends."

"Beep, based on the emotions, heart rate, and eye contact of this researcher Jiuli, it is estimated that his authenticity is as high as 99%. Xiangli recommends cooperating with him."

"It's like this..." Chaomei spread her hands and told the whole story.

"Is that so? Shifan thinks my injury is his fault? No, I never thought so!" Jiuli said in surprise and disbelief after listening to Chaomei's narration.

"This guy made such a painful wish, but in reality he continued to smile and help others share the pressure..."

"So, we just need to find him now and fulfill his wish hidden behind the words." Ling An waved his claws and made a decision.

"No, that guy must be isolating himself now. He loves the sound corpse experiment. Maybe you can start from this aspect and let him open his heart." Jiuli analyzed as a friend.

"Beep, authority is being transferred. Xiangli wants to connect to the call..." The robot Xiangli suddenly spoke, "Drifter, Patrol Officer Ling'an, do you have any clues?"

"It's Xiangli who wants it." Ling An said to the robot, "Please help me find out what type of sound corpses the researcher named Juban likes."

"Okay." Xiang Liyao responded decisively. Within a moment, a string of data was sent to his and Chao Mei's terminals.

"These are the three sound corpse samples that Researcher Juban needed for his experiment. However, for some reason, he did not get them at that time."

Xiang Li was very reliable. Not only did he find out Juban's experimental data in an instant, he also said:

"According to the historical records of the institute, his partner, another researcher Jiuli, was also injured in this experiment, and the project was soon shut down. If you want to start with his hobbies, Shenghai is indeed a good choice. According to records, the favorite thing of this 10th-ban researcher is to study Shenghai."

The light curtain dissipated and Xiangli was about to cut off the call.

Looking at the three types of sound remains in the terminal, Chao Mei fell into deep thought: "The current state's residual image is now eight or nine out of ten gone, and it has not yet recovered. Where can I find these three types of sound remains samples?"

Hearing this, Ling An thought in his heart.

Yes.

Almost all the remaining images of Jinzhou were destroyed during his trip to Mount Chengxiao.

The remaining remnants are scattered, and it would probably take some effort to find them.

"Beep, data extraction in progress. Extraction failed. All the residual image samples that were originally under monitoring have become ineffective. Xiangli also...can't do anything."

"Why... are you still here?" Suddenly, a voice came from not far away.

Shifan actually came out again by himself. He looked at Ling An and Chao Mei in confusion.

This time, Chaomei got straight to the point and shouted to him: "Xiaosheng, we are here to help you!"

Hearing this, Shifan was stunned. He opened his mouth to argue, but no sound came out.

"Has it been... discovered? The robot of Moon Tree House, the Drifter and Patrol Captain Ling'an, I'm just a small researcher. It's not worth all the trouble for you." Shifan said with his eyes lowered.

"No, your wish is very important, and we are here to help you." Chao Mei said firmly.

Of course, she did not reveal her unusual wishes.

Hearing this, Jufan shook his head dejectedly: "My heart had already died in the previous sound corpse experiment. Because of my willful behavior, I injured Jiuli's arm, and I didn't even dare to apologize to him."

"So, that's why you made such a wish and even shut down the Sound Corpse Experiment Project, allowing yourself to sink deeper and deeper into pessimism?" Ling An questioned.

"So what? The sound corpse experiment is what I want to pursue the most, but now I can no longer pursue this truth, and the missing data can never be recovered, just like Jiuli, he must hate me..."

Before Shifan finished speaking, Ling An interrupted him and said, "If I can provide you with the missing sound data, you can go and apologize to Jiuli, how about that?"

Hearing Ling An's words, Shifan raised his head dumbly and murmured, "It's impossible. I checked and those residual images have long disappeared. What's more..."

"You guys, your real wish is to continue studying the sound with your good friends, right?"

Ling An interrupted him loudly, "But you think you made a mistake, you are depressed and sensitive, you are making it very difficult for me to deal with you."

After a long silence, Juban raised his head and said, "Okay, if you can provide the missing sound sample, I can also muster up the courage to take responsibility for the mistakes I have made..."

"Very good, that's right!" Ling An nodded in satisfaction and looked at the terminal and said:

"Let me see, what three are missing?"

"Impossible. After the massive disappearance of the residual images, the three remains are even harder to find..."

"Indeed, I don't have a voice." Ling An nodded in understanding.

Listening to his words, the light that finally flashed in Juban's eyes gradually dimmed.

"But!" Ling An suddenly said.

"Speak nicely and stop breathing so hard!" Chao Mei, who was watching from the side, slapped Ling An on the forehead lightly.

"Hehe, I don't have any sound remains, but I have quite a few residual images."

After he finished speaking, Ling An shook his hand, and three golden lights shot out from the gourd and fell steadily on the ground.

The light faded away, revealing the three sound samples that Juban had been missing.

Seeing this, Juban was shocked. He pointed at the three remaining elephants and muttered, "This, this, this, although these three are true, what I need is the sound remains, this..."

He was shocked that Ling An could release the afterimage so easily, but there is an essential difference between the afterimage and the sound remains.

"Hey, don't be anxious, look again!" Ling An pointed his claws, and Chao Mei understood what he meant and rushed out like a hurricane.

Before Juban could even blink, the three remnants that had been lively and vivid just a moment ago instantly turned into golden corpses.

Ling An lazily commanded: "Okay, now it has become a sound corpse, let's call it a day."