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Chapter 141 Gift from Headquarters

"Hello, Yun Longtian. I'm Fan Yaohui, the deputy director of the Research Department of the Public Opinion Research Bureau."

An old man with a crew cut and white hair appeared in front of Yun Longtian.

The old man was not tall, and his slightly hunched back was not as straight as the two people next to him, but his words were refreshing.

Yun Longtian is not a person who would endure hardship without any effort. Now that things have come to this, it is useless for him to complain about the world.

So, a smile appeared on his face.

"Hello, I'm Yunlongtian."

"You've had a hard time along the way, haven't you?"

"It's OK. Although the journey is quite long, they all took good care of me."

"That's good... Do you mind if I call you Xiaotian?"

"Just call me Long Tian."

Yunlongtian smiled politely.

"Okay, Long Tian, ​​I know Zong Peng's character. He only cares about the results and not the process. In the field of research, this character is very good, but unfortunately not all things can be handled that way."

Fan Yaohui walked behind Yun Longtian and pushed Yun Longtian's wheelchair forward.

"When it comes to dealing with people, he is likely to offend them... But Daxia's current situation does require people like Zong Peng to do things... So, if he has offended anyone, I apologize on his behalf."

"Our General Administration Research Department has prepared a gift for you as a token of our apology."

Yun Longtian didn't say anything, but just quietly looked at the headquarters building of the Public Opinion Survey Bureau.

Judging from the appearance, the headquarters of the Public Opinion Survey Bureau is even older than the building of the Mubei Public Opinion Survey Bureau.

But the feeling that the headquarters gave Yun Longtian was different from the one given by the citizens of Mubei.

The Mubei Citizens' Investigation Bureau gave Yunlongtian a sense of oppression, but the headquarters gave Yunlongtian a sense of solemnity.

They both made him feel stressed, but the headquarters made him feel more comfortable.

After taking a look, Yun Longtian smiled and said:

"Then I am looking forward to it. What gift will the most mysterious department of Daxia give me?"

Hearing that Yun Longtian had no intention of refusing, Fan Yaohui smiled even more.

"You'll know when you get to the research department. Let me show you the headquarters of the polling bureau first. You may live here for a long time in the future."

As Fan Yaohui spoke, he pushed Yun Longtian through the building they had just passed and came to the back of the Public Opinion Survey Bureau building.

Unlike the modern buildings in front, behind the building are all ancient buildings, or ancient buildings that have been reinforced.

Some modern equipment is hidden among the blue bricks and red tiles.

Yun Longtian saw the cameras and alarms, but did not see the corresponding lines.

It must have been hidden, but the technique was so good that even when Yun Longtian passed by, he couldn't see where it was hidden.

"The building we just passed is the reception hall of the Public Opinion Survey Bureau. When some frontline specialists come back to rest, or when individuals or groups from the public come to negotiate, they will all hold negotiations in the reception building."

"The ancient building we are in now is a place that only specialists above the team leader level can enter."

Fan Yaohui said this and pointed to a yard not far away.

"That's the archives department. All the supernatural and unknown events in Daxia can be found there. Even archives from fifty years ago are available."

Yun Longtian looked in the direction of Fan Yaohui's finger and could only describe it in four words.

Unremarkable.

Apart from the exterior of the ancient building, Yun Longtian could not see anything different there, nor could he see any heavily guarded security.

It seems that anyone from a polling bureau can get in.

"Hehe... Long Tian, ​​the Archives Department is very important, so if you want to go in in the future, remember to bring the researcher ID card prepared for you by our research department, otherwise... something will happen."

Fan Yaohui did not explain what was going to happen, and Yun Longtian did not ask. His attention was attracted by what Fan Yaohui said.

"My researcher ID card?"

"Well, in the Mubei Citizens' Investigation Bureau, you are just the subject of Zong Peng's interrogation, but the abilities you have demonstrated no longer allow us to treat you as an interrogation subject."

Yun Longtian nodded, knowing in his heart that he was going to be recruited.

If that's the case, then the gift that comes after that won't be a small gift either.

As Fan Yaohui continued his explanation, Yun Longtian also learned about other departments at the Public Opinion Survey Bureau headquarters.

In addition to the Archives Department, there are also the Soul Hunting Department, Experimental Department, and Material Management Department.

However, Yun Longtian couldn't see anything from the outside.

But Yun Longtian noticed one thing.

That is Fan Yaohui’s status in the Public Opinion Survey Bureau headquarters, which is very high.

He was pushed along for more than ten minutes. Most of the people he met on the road greeted Fan Yaohui, but a few who were walking with their heads down and not looking around ignored him.

From the attitudes of these people, Yun Longtian also realized that it was not the necessary politeness in ordinary superior-subordinate relationships, but a respect that came from the heart.

By the way, he, the person pushed by Fan Yaohui, also became a remarkable figure.

Yun Longtian saw surprise and respect in the eyes that swept over him. It seemed that in the eyes of these people, the person who could be pushed by Fan Yaohui must be an extraordinary guy.

This made Yun Longtian a little embarrassed.

However, this embarrassment disappeared after entering the research department.

People in the research department would not say hello to Fan Yaohui even if they met him.

Yun Longtian asked about this strange discovery.

"Hehe... This is the rule set by the minister. People in the research department only need to focus on research and don't need to worry about those red tapes."

"A capable researcher can slam the table in the minister's office. This is also a rule that researchers with Zong Peng's personality like the most."

Fan Yaohui said with a smile.

"In fact, even if we don't send Zong Peng, we can just send another first-level researcher to handle your case. He might be a little better than Zong Peng, but not much better."

Yun Longtian nodded and became curious about the minister.

However, Fan Yaohui had no intention of introducing the minister to him.

Soon, they entered an elevator. The elevator went down. Unlike the Mubei Public Opinion Bureau, which only had a negative fourth floor, the elevator at the Public Opinion Bureau headquarters could go up to the negative eighteenth floor.

Based on the time the elevator takes to pass between each floor, Yun Longtian could roughly sense that the distance between floors might not be just two or three meters.

According to conservative estimates, each floor is about ten meters apart.

Eighteen floors is one hundred and eighty meters.

Yun Longtian was curious, would it be impossible to dig out complex terrain to build such an underground space?
But this is obviously not something Yun Longtian needs to consider.

Yun Longtian and his companions had only reached the third floor below ground when the elevator door opened.

I thought that the underground space of the Public Opinion Survey Headquarters would be the same as Mubei City, with multiple houses connected by a corridor. But after the elevator door opened, Yun Longtian realized that he was only half right.

It is indeed a corridor connecting multiple rooms.

But this corridor is too big.

It is as big as a football field and is more like a square connecting all the rooms than a corridor.

There are many gates around the square.

Each door has no windows and is very thick.

As for the square, in addition to the walking researchers, there are also some small and medium-sized machines and public facilities.

For example, printers, fax machines, robotic arms, etc.

Many researchers walk out of a small room, arrive at a facility in the square to work, and then return to the room.

Yun Longtian took a quick look and saw that there were no less than a hundred researchers in the square. This showed that the number of people in the Public Opinion Research Bureau should not be small.

"There are similar spaces under other departments, and although the structures are different, they are all equally safe."

"If you are interested in a certain area of ​​research later, you can also join in."

As Fan Yaohui spoke, he pushed Yun Longtian to the door of a room.

One of the two people behind him walked forward and opened the door.

As soon as he entered, Yun Longtian saw something similar to an MRI machine placed in the middle of the room.

When his family was treating his legs, he was often put into an MRI machine.

"Are you going to give me a physical examination?"

Yun Longtian asked.

"Hehe... almost. This is our research department's apology."

After Fan Yaohui finished speaking, the two people next to him brought Yun Longtian to the instrument, took off Yun Longtian's clothes until he was left with only his underwear, and then placed him on the instrument.

"Don't worry. Since we invited you all the way here, we won't do anything to hurt you."

Fan Yaohui comforted him, and seeing that Yun Longtian didn't react, he continued, "You may feel a little uncomfortable for a while, so you need to give your legs anesthesia."

Hearing the word anesthetic, Yun Longtian smiled.

"No, I have no feeling in my legs."

Fan Yaohui shook his head.

"need."

After saying that, he walked to the instrument control room and clicked something.

A syringe was brought out by the robotic arm and an injection was given to Yun Longtian's two legs.

Just as Yun Longtian said, there was no feeling.

But at this moment Yun Longtian's heart was beating a little faster.

Judging from Fan Yaohui's attitude along the way, it is not difficult to guess what he is going to do now.

But, is it really possible?
His legs had been examined in almost all the famous hospitals across the country, and the doctors all gave the same conclusion: they could not recover.

Only those private hospitals would give some words like "maybe" and "hopeful", and then let Yun Longtian's family pay tens of thousands of dollars, and finally say "what a pity".

Although he thought so in his heart, Yun Longtian was still confused.

Ordinary hospitals can’t cure it, but this place is special.

Just as Yun Longtian was waiting anxiously, the lights in the room dimmed, leaving only some signal indicator lights.

Not long after, he heard a buzzing sound.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of orange-red light coming from the instrument on his lower body.

Even though it wasn't aimed directly at his upper body, he could still feel a hint of heat.

what is this?
Yun Longtian, lying on the instrument bed, raised his head and looked at his lower body.

Then, he saw a horrifying scene.

His legs became translucent, or rather, his muscles became transparent, exposing his blood vessels, bones, and other things.

"What technology is this?"

Even MRI uses technical means to provide some images.

But now Yun Longtian can see these things with his naked eyes, the gap between them is too big.

Just as Yun Longtian was amazed in his heart, what happened next made his heart twitch.

The orange-red light that originally appeared on the instrument on the lower body suddenly became brighter, as if it was emitting light waves.

Yun Longtian saw the light waves hitting his transparent legs, and also saw the bones in his legs gradually turning into pieces with the flickering orange-red light.

Anyone who is not a fool knows what it feels like when bones are completely shattered.

Yun Longtian's face suddenly turned pale.

Even though he knew that the Poll Bureau had no reason to harm him, he still became panicked and anxious.

Although he had been told that his legs could not be cured, there was still some hope.

But after today, if he can't stand up, he will never be able to stand up again.

……

(End of this chapter)