Desperate

Cen Lu finally met the person he wanted to see.

Standing in the moonlight, he reached out and knocked on the door of the ward. The bodyguards surrounded him aggressively to see off the guest, but a voice came from the ward: "Let him in."

Cen Lu squinted at a familiar person among the bodyguards, and recognized that it was one of them who was ordered to do ideological work for him every day, so he smiled sarcastically: "Don't come here to be safe."

The bodyguard ignored him, he was more determined to do things for the Prime Minister, and just retreated from his thick body like a wall, and politely invited him in.

Wu Guiyuan was sitting on the head of the bed with his eyes closed and recuperating, with a light yellow nutrient solution hanging on his hand.As a patient whose heart had been stabbed, his complexion was abnormally calm.Those thick eyelashes flickered, then opened suddenly, and the pale golden pupils turned to Cen Lu.

He was as familiar as greeting an old friend: "You are here."

Cen Lu looked at him condescendingly, with a cold smile on his lips: "Your Excellency, there is no need to be so polite between us."

"You're welcome." Wu Guiyuan smiled, "Not counting my friendship with your father, I have taken care of you in the north for a few months, and I am still used to working in the cabinet?"

He asked Cen Lu questions as usual, and in the gap between his words, he inserted the news broadcast on the TV: "It is reported that the reconstruction work on Qindao has been restarted, and the marines left on the island, Also waiting to be reorganized..."

The camera flashed across Qindao, which had been burnt to scorched earth. Among the blinking yellow tents, a figure sitting in a daze flashed past, but Cen Lu sharply noticed that it was an acquaintance.

Meng Kansong was burned on half of his face, and sat in front of the dirty makeshift tent with a bandage on his shoulder.

Cen Lu's slight expression change did not escape Wu Guiyuan's eyes, he grabbed the remote control with his free hand, rewinded the TV to capture the second of Meng Wangsong, and asked him with a smile: "Acquaintance? "

"Yes, acquaintance." Cen Lu looked back at Wu Guiyuan, with a sarcasm smile on his lips: "Why, you want to kill him too?" He shrugged his shoulders, "Even if you put everyone I know Killing him doesn't mean anything."

"Human beings are pack animals," he went on, "and I beg to differ with your independentism."

"I'm very sorry." Wu Guiyuan shook his head as if regretting, "Captain Zhou's sacrifice is very honorable. He is a soldier who fought bloody for the empire, and the empire will give him the reward he deserves after his death."

"I see." Cen Lu also shook his head, and calmly sat down on the nursing chair beside him, with his leg in a suit and trousers crossed over the other leg: "Professor Gu is a genius in heaven, and in the fire of life When it was about to burn out, I found a way to make the best use of the blood and silver, but I could only sleep forever in the ground."

The air in the ward suddenly became cold, as if someone had suddenly turned on the air conditioner, and the frozen air made the atmosphere tense all of a sudden.

Wu Guiyuan was not annoyed when he heard this, he just leaned against the head of the bed, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and said like a comment: "It's not good to show your cards in such a hurry."

"You say I'm impatient, I admit it." Cen Lu tilted his head, "I, to be honest, I'm too lazy to say a word to you." He stood up, leaned towards the window and bent down, there was something in his iron-gray eyes. A deep spot of light: "Professor Wu, as for me, I'm a student of mathematics, and I've been adamant in my life. Both ends of the equation have the same price. I'll give you what you want, and you'll give me what you want. Everyone gets what they want, and everyone is happy. How about that?" Sample?"

Wu Guiyuan opened his eyes, he also had a pair of long and narrow eyes, he was no longer so polite: "Just for an ant," he said softly, "Cen Lu, you showed me your trump card, you are too Let me down."

The dormant python finally showed its fangs, Cen Lu thought, this is a good thing.

"I know you bewitched Dou Huaiye to see me." Wu Guiyuan lazily touched his chest, which was still wrapped in thick gauze, through the hospital gown: "I got what you wanted, but I didn't expect you to do it for the sake of seeing me." Such a boring reason."

"It's all right, there's no need to pursue whether the reason is noble or not." Cen Lu watched the nutrient solution drop by drop in the rubber tube, as if there was a clock ticking in his ears, thinking: "Furthermore, if the Prime Minister insists on To pursue motives, I am ashamed of myself."

Wu Guiyuan narrowed his eyes.

Cen Lu smiled, and speeded up the infusion speed for Wu Guiyuan, "If I hadn't been honored to attend the wedding of Lieutenant Colonel Liang Qian on your side, I would have been honored to meet Her Majesty the Queen. I didn't know that the Prime Minister would do all this This disgusting act against human relations turned out to be a story of a scholar who died for his confidant.”

Cen Lu finally saw something flicker in those pupils that were frozen all year round, like the depths of a pool of water.

"Actually, I've always been curious." The handsome man nodded with his hands behind his back, "Why do you, a cautious person, rush to perform surgery on the elites of the empire when the genetic modification technology is not yet mature? The surgery failed." Still unwilling to give up, transforming the memory of the subjects to make them live in a false but relatively safe environment, and not hesitate to use their own strength to fight against the entire Senate to save our test subjects who may have gone crazy and disabled." He asked softly, "Why is this all?"

"Also, as for the thing that both the Senate and the Prime Minister flocked to, how good is the thing that Mr. Gu left behind, and what can it be used for." He shrugged, "When you genetically modified There are so many tricks, what kind of confinement room, what kind of spiritual guidance, but you probably don’t know, my father really didn’t let me know where the leftover manuscript was until his death.”

At this time, Wu Guiyuan showed a slightly annoyed expression, and his tone seemed to be complaining about his old friend's prank: "I was tricked by Lao Cen here, I really didn't expect that he would entrust the manuscript to mediocre IQ When I went to find your mother, she was tortured to the point where she became insane, and your father killed her." He shook his head regretfully, "Your mother is an ordinary person, how can she resist the methods of the Senate?" , but those trash can't even deal with a woman." Wu Guiyuan's expression gradually became vivid, "I can't blame anyone."

"Xiao Cen, you are indeed the one I picked. You can think of so many things in such a short time." The gray-haired man smiled brightly. He raised his hand and pulled out the needle, and the light yellow liquid was immediately scattered It was everywhere, but he didn't mind at all, he got out of bed directly regardless of his shaky legs, and stood opposite the young man in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

On the window sill stood a bouquet of delicate red roses, the thorns of which were pulled out and inserted into an expensive glass vase. This kind of art glass was entrusted by Her Majesty the Queen to a glass craftsman on a small island in the Southland. Yes, only one of this hard-to-find one can be produced every year. Presumably, it is because the prime minister with a thousand-dollar body was injured so badly, which really made the Queen feel distressed, so even the vase in the ward was replaced by her favorite item.

Wu Guiyuan's eyes reflected the night behind that rose, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and gently stroked the delicate petals: "This huge country is like a giant ship that has been sailing on the sea for a long time... it It's been too long, and the group of people at the helm are almost stubbornly defending their birthright. Maybe this ship can continue to sail in a short time, but after a long time, it began to lose control , the crew mend and patch, but they still don’t know how to do it.”

Cen Lu looked at him quietly.

"From the point of view of the Senate that was at the helm," Wu Guiyuan raised the corner of his mouth contemptuously, "the stubborn and blind worship of the authority brought by the blood is actually nothing more than a mass of rotten and smelly meat. From this point of view , they are not as good as the people of the state."

"That's why we need reformers," Cen Lu said.

"Reformers are needed, yes." Wu Guiyuan repeated his words slowly, "There are two reformers, the current queen." He played with the flower with his fingertips: "There is also General Liang Yan."

"The queen herself is under control, and the royal family can only win over the military forces through marriage, but they actually met them." Wu Guiyuan laughed: "A person with such outstanding ability as Liang Yan..." He paused, Looking at Cen Lu: "Idealist."

Wu Guiyuan's right hand suddenly exerted strength, and the unopened flower bud was torn off by him just like that. The prime minister looked at the delicate red rose gloomily, and continued:

"Hiding behind Liang Yan's back, Her Majesty has continuously proposed various whimsical plans, the most famous of which..."

"Give common people the right to vote." Cen Lu continued, as if he was a roundworm in Wu Guiyuan's stomach.

"Unfortunately, God failed to fulfill one's wish. Just when the two of them were preparing for the first election regardless of the obstruction of the Senate, the Bangguo people came to call."

"The incident on Qindao..." Cen Lu became cautious in his words.

"But life is so ironic." Wu Guiyuan crushed the petals in his hand into red mud, sticking to his fingers like blood: "The Senate didn't even have time to deal with him, he was loved by me just like that Are the 'people' sold out? Tell me," Wu Guiyuan looked at Cen Lu's eyes behind the lens, and smiled ironically, "Does he deserve it?"

"After such a big scandal, Her Majesty has lost her backing. Of course, the matter of voting is nothing." Wu Guiyuan smiled and pointed to himself, "Weak women, ideals that are at risk, there is still a way to achieve confrontation The method, Xiao Cen, you said that I appeared very timely?"

"You asked me why I practiced 'Nirvana'. That's because history has proven that neither blood nor human heart can save this giant ship from slowly sinking." With a crazy light: "Liang Yan has already used his blood as a sacrifice before the departure of the ocean-going ship, and he handed over the baton to me. Of course, I can't stop at this step."

"I found a better way."

"That is, to create an omniscient, omnipotent, almost god-like existence." He turned his head and grabbed Cen Lu's shoulders with his muddy hands. Wu Guiyuan looked at him longingly, as if the young man in front of him It was the lost pearl that he spent Zhengzheng five years to find: "He will not be biased, he will not make stupid decisions, he is the god of this world, and he is destined to replace the captain. Ocean-going ships will sail to greater places under his leadership."

"My 'Nirvana' is not wrong," Wu Guiyuan said, as if yearning for the Garden of Eden he constructed in his eyes, "No matter how much time is spent and how many lives are lost, as long as there is one person, as long as one person succeeds, I will It worked!"

Cen Lu shook off his hand.

He looked coldly at the man who had fallen into a frenzy.

Wu Guiyuan seemed to be stunned for a moment, looking at his empty hands, he seemed a little disappointed.He raised his hand to wipe his face, and there was bright red flower juice left on his ravine face. He raised his head again, with hatred in his eyes:

"But you, for the sake of personal feelings, abandoned the mission you shouldered." His eyes were frighteningly black.

"Perhaps, you are also my failed work."