Genius Club.

Chapter 138 Yellow Bird
The light brought by lightning is fleeting.

Lin Xian stood up suddenly, took two steps back, his heartbeat accelerating uncontrollably!
Why is there someone hiding in this office!
The moment he saw the high heels and earrings just now... Lin Xian really thought that it was Zhao Yingjun who was waiting here! He even thought of the trap set by the Genius Club!

This is a bait!
But... after seeing the woman's appearance clearly, Lin Xian instantly realized that this woman was not Zhao Yingjun.

Not only does she have a curvier figure than Zhao Yingjun, but she is also much older than Zhao Yingjun.

Although Lin Xian couldn't judge her age accurately, she was at least thirty years old, which was completely different from the maturity and charm of a 24-year-old woman like Zhao Yingjun.

Lin Xian didn't see the details of her facial features clearly, he just felt that she was very beautiful, but what impressed Lin Xian the most was her eyes——

Crystal blue pupils.

It was an indescribable eye color.

It doesn't look like a human eye.

It is too deep, like melted glass, and seems to be flowing.

After confirming that it was not Zhao Yingjun, Lin Xian felt inexplicably relieved.

In any case, meeting a stranger in this place is always more reassuring than meeting an acquaintance. At least... it's not that scary.

But the problem is...

Zhao Yingjun set such a difficult password and emphasized several times that only the two of them knew it.

So how did this strange woman get into this office?
This woman's appearance was so sudden that Lin Xian had no idea of ​​her purpose or whether she was a friend or an enemy.

So no words were spoken.

Just staring at the woman on the sofa.

……

outside the window.

The sound of doors banging against the windows faded.

As the raindrops gradually became sparse, the rain curtain crawling on the glass gradually slid down...

The clouds parted.

The waning moon that had been hidden for a long time finally peeked out, casting its bright moonlight obliquely into the office... and onto the woman's rhythmically swaying high heels.

"Are you looking for this?"

Seeing that Lin Xian didn't say anything, the woman picked up a dark red invitation letter from the sofa beside her and waved it in the air twice.

The invitation letter was in a state of being neither folded nor unfolded, and the loose-leaf pages opened and closed like clams as the woman shook her body.

No wax seal.

Lin Xian could see clearly that the five large gold-plated characters on the back of the invitation letter were faintly visible in the diffuse moonlight.

The woman's body and face were still in the dark. The moonlight shifted slowly, only shining from the woman's high heels to the corner of her clothes draped over the sofa...

Lin Xian didn't know what this woman's purpose was.

But obviously...

This woman seemed to know a lot about him.

He had clearly never seen this woman before, but she knew his name.

He didn't say anything, but the woman knew very well that he came for the invitation to the Genius Club.

How did she know that I would come to peek at the invitation today?

"Don't be so nervous, Lin Xian, I'm not your enemy."

The woman smiled and spun the invitation in her hand and threw it out.

The invitation letter slid in an arc in the air, hit the back of Zhao Yingjun's monitor, and fell on the edge of the table.

"This invitation is fake."

Just as Lin Xian was about to reach out to take it, a woman's low voice came from the sofa:
"I left it at the front desk."

"fake?"

Lin Xian looked at the woman in the half moonlight:

"Then what is your purpose in putting it there?"

"Just to let you see it and arouse your interest."

The woman put down her crossed legs and changed her position to lean sideways on the sofa. "It's not so easy to get a real invitation to the Genius Club. But it's not that difficult, at least for you... it's not that difficult."

"I'm sorry, your plan seems to have failed." Lin Xian replied:
"I have no interest in joining the Genius Club, or even a favorable impression of it."

"You are no longer in control..."

The woman leaned forward and looked at Lin Xian in the darkness that he couldn't see clearly:

"Lin Xian, you can choose to hover in the mystery and whirlpool for your whole life, you can stay where you are, or you can go with the flow like an ant. But you can't avoid being drawn into it... History is like this, you can't resist it, and you can't avoid it."

"【To find the answer to all this... the easiest way is to get a real invitation to the Genius Club.】"

"Why should I believe you?" Lin Xian walked in the moonlight, getting closer to the woman:
"From what you said, it seems that the Genius Club is still a righteous organization?"

"You need to understand and judge for yourself." The woman said lightly.

"Then I can choose not to understand or judge."

Lin Xian smiled and spread his hands:
"Actually, most of these things have nothing to do with me. Why should I get into trouble?"

"Even if you don't cause trouble, trouble will come to you. Maybe you haven't realized it yet... but your cat-and-mouse game has already begun." The woman stood up from the sofa.

She walked towards Lin Xian by the window with light steps, passed by Zhao Yingjun's desk, stretched out two fingers to pick up the dark red invitation letter, and walked into the moonlight.

The crystal blue eyes lit up again under the moonlight... In a flash, these eyes were already within reach.

The dark red invitation was pressed against his chest, and Lin Xian reached out to take it.

"I'll wait for you at the Genius Club."

The woman smiled charmingly, and the fragrance from her body filled Lin Xian's nose:
"Don't make me wait too long."

Say it.

The woman turned and left. The soft ends of her hair brushed across Lin Xian's cheek, smelling especially sweet in this damp, rusty office...

The scent of white camellia.

Lin Xian took another breath.

This smell... although slightly different from the smell on CC, it is definitely the aroma of white mountain tea.

"What exactly is your purpose?"

"I can't tell you."

“How can I get a real invitation?”

"I can't tell."

Lin Xian snorted and threw the invitation letter in his hand onto the table:
"Since you don't want to tell me anything, then you can wait in the Genius Club for the rest of your life."

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, Lin Xian." The woman stopped and turned her head:
"I can't tell you."

"In fact, you are already very close to the answer... Instead of asking questions here, why don't you go back and think carefully about the laws of time and space?"

"The laws of space and time are far more important and strict than you think. Almost all the answers are hidden in the laws of space and time... But at present, your understanding of the laws of space and time is still too shallow."

"Especially the law of [Space-Time Elasticity]... It's such a crucial law, why don't you think about it more?"

……

Listening to the woman's words, Lin Xian once again felt his sense of security disappear.

The term "space-time elasticity" was clearly invented, created, and summarized by myself.

Obviously no one said that.

But this woman knew it so clearly.

"Who are you?" Lin Xian narrowed his eyes and looked at her back.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind..." The woman smiled and stretched out her hand to open the password door:
"Next time we meet, you can call me Yellow Bird."

boom!
The heavy password door was closed.

The moonlight outside the window finally broke through the clouds and mist, shining through the entire frost.

The numbers on the electronic clock on the desk were ticking, and Lin Xian looked down at the time.

00:42
Volume 1: "The Yellow Bird", to be continued.

(End of this chapter)