As for why the plot unfolds in this way, seemingly skipping over many scenes...

“Mr. Momo,” Einstein spoke first, “I would like to ask a few questions, and I hope you can answer them truthfully.”

"No problem, provided I know it." Mo Mo nodded reluctantly.

It's obvious that he's been brought in for questioning.

Being stared at so many people was extremely uncomfortable. Especially since the occasion felt like a trial, Mo Mo, who already had something to hide, naturally felt particularly uneasy.

[What are you chickening out for? You're not some country bumpkin. Stand up straight and don't embarrass yourself!]

[You make it sound so easy!]

It would be fine with other people, but when facing Einstein, Mo Mo always felt like he was facing a teacher, and his aura immediately diminished.

"You had contact with a female experimental subject with long purple hair not long ago," Einstein asked in her calm voice, looking directly into Mo Mo's eyes as if trying to see through his heart. "Am I right?"

Contact occurred? That sounds so strange...

“Yes,” Mo Mo replied, suppressing the urge to complain, “Her name is Xilin.”

“Cirin…” Einstein repeated, took out a small notebook from his pocket and wrote a few lines on it, then asked, “You have a good relationship with her?”

“Uh…” Mo Mo was suddenly stumped by this seemingly simple question.

If you're going to say she's bad, then right now, the only person she can really communicate with is herself.

But you have to admit... she was genuinely trying to kill someone.

However, he had several opportunities to take action before, but always chose to give them up.

Hmmmm...it's quite a contradiction.

[System, what do you think of my relationship with Sirin?]

Don't ask me! I hate people like you the most!

"It's alright," Mo Mo finally gave an ambiguous answer.

"Did you notice anything unusual about her during your interactions with her? For example... her hatred for this laboratory, or for the world?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Mo slowly nodded.

The level of hatred was so deep that it was obvious without any communication.

"Besides the psychological abnormalities, what other more obvious changes have occurred?" Einstein asked another question.

"..." Mo Mo hesitated for a moment before answering, "Does the change in eye color count?"

Einstein nodded knowingly, then asked a few more trivial questions. After she finished, she closed her notebook. "Thank you very much for your cooperation, Mr. Mo Mo."

"Excuse me..." This time it was Mo Mo's turn to ask, "What happened to Xilin? I went to look for her just now and found she wasn't in her room. Could it be...?"

To make himself appear more natural, Mo Mo had to ask questions he already knew the answer to.

“She…” Einstein paused, then turned to look at Walter and Siegfried, who were standing silently to the side.

After exchanging glances a few times, she continued, "She has now 'disappeared' from this tower, and we are about to begin the search."

After a moment's hesitation, she added, "Although there is less than a one in ten thousand chance, I still want to remind you, Mr. Mo Mo, that Miss Xilin is in great danger right now. If you find her, please try your best to comfort her and then notify us."

Einstein's words were quite tactful, but they still revealed their meaning to some extent.

"If we need to find Xilin, can I help you too?" Mo Mo volunteered.

To find Sirin's current location, the most convenient approach would be to rely on the combined power of the Anti-Entropy and Destiny organizations.

“I’m sorry, no.” As expected, Einstein rejected Momo’s request without hesitation. “Mr. Momo, the convoy to take the experimental girls and other unrelated personnel out of the tower is ready and can depart immediately. Your job is to leave safely, not to get involved.”

“But Xilin is completely unwilling to communicate with anyone right now, and I think you need my help,” Mo Mo said, forcing a smile.

Einstein seemed to have noticed something amiss. "Do you have some compelling reason to find her?"

"Reason... I promised her I would take her away from here, is that a valid reason?"

"..."

Einstein was about to say something when Siegfried, who had been standing silently to the side, interrupted him, "Although you look frail, you're surprisingly manly. Kid, I have high hopes for you."

"..."

fragile?

I think I can kill a Honkai Beast with one punch, and you say I'm weak and frail?

So what if I'm a little less muscle? Tch.

“Mr. Siegfried…” Einstein sighed.

Siegfried waved his hand, walked up to Mo Mo, and patted him on the shoulder. "However, some things can't be done with just a few words."

He seemed to have the air of someone who had been through it all.

Siegfried continued, "This is not child's play. If you go... you could die."

"..." Faced with the starkly "real" truth, Mo Mo fell silent.

"Die my ass!"

I'm worried that if I don't come along, you'll all be doomed.

I really want to transform into Judah and slap him in the face to tell him, "I'm even cooler than you!"

[Bear with it, Mo Zai; a small act of impatience can ruin a great plan.]

[Damn it...]

Forced by reality, Mo Mo could only continue to play the role of an ordinary person who was "powerless to kill a chicken".

"I understand." Mo Mo looked conflicted for a long time before loosening his clenched fist. "Please make sure you find her."

In response, Siegfried patted Mo Mo on the shoulder and said, "Go and prepare to leave here; time is running out."

"I see."

The moment he turned around, Mo Mo suddenly felt a heavy blow to the back of his head. His vision went black, and after a dizzying spin, his consciousness plunged back into darkness.

"......"*3.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Siegfried raised his hand in a chop and gave an awkward laugh. "I couldn't help it. This kid looked like he was thinking, 'I'll sneak up on him later.' Didn't any of you see that?"

Theresa, Walter, and Einstein looked at each other and shook their heads in perfect unison.

"..." This time, Siegfried was speechless. He could only scratch his head and stammer, "I guess... that's a man's intuition."



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21. Thanks to Nefit for the motorcycle gift.

Mo Mo was woken up by a jolt.

Consciousness emerged from the deep darkness and regained control of the body.

"Hiss..." The first thing Mo Mo did when he woke up was to gasp for breath and touch the back of his head, which was still throbbing with a dull ache.

【Mo Zai, wake up! Do you remember what just happened?】

【What else could it be, that bastard Siegfried!】Mo Mo gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

They actually launched a sneak attack! That's not honorable at all.

That's because he saw through your little scheme; otherwise, you definitely wouldn't have let it go so easily.

[Of course I won't let this go! How can I just leave like this!] Mo Mo sat up abruptly amidst the jolts. [Where am I? I'm so dizzy.]

Looking around, I saw that the seats were filled with little girls dressed in white, and the pure white scenery outside the window was rushing past.

I was forced into the car?

You guessed right.

Damn it!

Mo Mo jumped up from her seat, the noise attracting the attention of several little girls nearby.

Squeezing through the narrow passage step by step, Mo Mo quickly ran to the driver's side.

"Driver..."

"Please do not walk, run, or jump in the aisle while the vehicle is in motion, as this could be dangerous," the driver replied without turning his head, his words carrying a hint of reprimand.

"I'm so sorry." Mo Mo quickly apologized, but soon remembered her original purpose. "No, that's not what I meant. Driver, could you please drive back... no, could you stop the car for a moment?"

"If it's a physiological need, please bear with it for now and take care of it yourself after arriving at the station," the driver replied rather rigidly.

"No, I want to get off the bus!"

"No, I can't stop before reaching the station. My job is to get you there safely," the driver said firmly. "Sir, please return to your seat and don't disturb my driving, thank you."

"..."

What a dedicated driver!

But I don't need him to be so dedicated right now! System, how long was I unconscious?

Half an hour? An hour?

Damn it!

"I'm asking you one more time! Are you going to let me off the bus or not!" Mo Mo pounded on the metal wall, his eagerness making him forget even to use polite language.

"No matter what you say, I won't stop!" The driver ignored Mo Mo's threats and said firmly, "I'm responsible for your lives!"

"Me!" Mo Mo was so angry that he was speechless and had no choice but to give up on communication.

It seems I'll have to resort to that trick again.

Mo Mo reached out, placed his hand on the driver's seat, and twisted it forcefully. After a metallic twisting sound, an iron bar snapped in two.

"Um------"

Mo Mo gripped the iron bar in his hand and then waved it in front of the driver.

"I'm asking you one last time, are you going to stop, or not stop!"

Mo Mo tapped the twisted iron bar against the wall, narrowed his eyes, and asked in a cold voice.

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