After the Group Pet, the Ancestor’s Vest Went Crazy

Academy of Sciences?

Yun Ling raised her eyebrows, and smiled and asked Bai Yanran, "Teacher Bai, are you sure it's here to find me? I don't know anyone from the Academy of Sciences."

"I really came to see you." Bai Yanran was also surprised.

Yun Ling's academic performance is average, and he used to be a child in the mountains. It is reasonable to say that it is really impossible to know people from the Academy of Sciences.

But the fact is that a few people came from the Academy of Sciences, and even the principal should treat them respectfully.

"Okay, I'll go take a look." Yun Ling put the math textbook on the desk, stood up, copied his pockets with both hands, and walked forward blatantly.

Since other students were reading aloud, they didn't know what happened to Yunling.

Only Qin Yanyue knew about it, but he couldn't figure it out. He could only look at the leaving backs of Yun Ling and Bai Yanran, and twisted his eyebrows suspiciously.

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In the principal's office, three middle-aged men and middle-aged women in Chinese tunic suits are sitting in jeopardy.

The principal and his secretary stood aside, serving tea and water, respectfully.

It wasn't until Yun Ling knocked on the door that this broke the dull atmosphere in the room.

"Leaders, classmate Yun Ling is here." Bai Yanran walked ahead and pointed implicitly at Yun Ling behind him.

Yun Ling stood lazily, taking a step forward lazily with one leg, with two hands in his trouser pockets, like a bad student who was very unlearned and skillless.

The people at the Academy of Sciences looked at her up and down and were surprised.

At first glance, this young man looked very ordinary except for a nice skin.

As for the temperament, he was arrogant and couldn't catch them at all.

"The next thing we are going to talk about with Yun Ling involves confidentiality, so please leave all the messengers?"

The middle-aged woman in Chinese tunic suit and the number 10073 badge on her chest stepped forward, gazing sharply on the principal, secretary and Bai Yanran.

The principal smiled awkwardly, said nothing, and gave the secretary a look.

After the group of three people left, 10073 locked the door behind him, and the other two middle-aged men slowly looked at Yun Ling.

The man with job number 10010 stared at Yun Ling's trouser pocket for an instant, holding the ipad and comparing his face, after a long time, he introduced himself:

"We are researchers of the SCP Foundation. According to our investigation, you have contained 332. We now need to verify your identity. If there is no abnormality, you can return 332 to us."

The man's tone is business-like, not emotional, and even a little compulsive.

"Verify your identity?" Yun Ling sneered when he heard the words: "I said, it's good, how come the people from the research institute would look for me, it turned out to be a fake!"

"We are not the National Scientific Research Institute, but the SCP Foundation Scientific Research Institute. How can we fake it?" The man 10008 next to 10010 said solemnly.

Yun Ling shook his head, not fighting with them.

Now that they know their identity and purpose, everything is easy to handle.

"I hope you can cooperate with our investigation." 10008 stood up and saw the other two leaders.

He was together, and the other two immediately tensed their nerves, and their backs straightened a lot.

He flipped through the ipad and looked at Yun Ling's resume: "People from Yunjia Village, just turned 19 years old yesterday, parents XXXX, sister Yunyao, grandfather Yun Weiguang..."

He read out the information one by one, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that his resume was very mediocre.

"Tell me, how did you subdue 332? This dream eater has lived for thousands of years, and it's not something we ordinary people can subdue.

It is good at hypnotizing people and controlling people's dreams. No matter how strong a person's will is, he can't get rid of its dream control. "

"This is your attitude toward asking for help?" Yun Ling glanced at 10008, wondering if this group of people were doing research and being foolish?

She looked indifferent and twitched at the corner of her mouth: "You want to take 332 away, and you have to ask questions? Did you even investigate my identity?"

"We are only doing business routinely. In case your motives are not pure and your background is not pure, we have reason to suspect that you will use 332 to do something that violates social order.

However, looking at your resume at the moment, it is very common, just because it is too common, it makes us suspect that you have a problem. "10008 does not change his complexion, but still does his own way, with an attitude of'you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I will take you away today'.

Yun Ling had never spoken to anyone from the SCP Foundation. She really did not expect that the people from the SCP Foundation would be so rude and uncomfortable.

"Cut, there is a big problem with your intelligence network. My grandfather Yun Weiguang is a famous metaphysical master, you don't know?

Our Yun family is a descendant of the Tang Dynasty celestial master Yun Fangji. Are you still unclear about this? "Yun Ling sneered, already running out of patience.

10008 Hearing this, immediately flipped through the ipad, and finally found Yun Weiguang's introduction from the corner of the corner.

It does say that Yun Weiguang was famous in the 1990s and was a well-known master of metaphysics in China.

At that time, many people went to Yunjia Village and spent a lot of money begging him to go down the mountain.

At that time, several sensational and supernatural events were solved magically through his handling!

As for Yun Fang Ji, the history is too long.

10008 searched for a lot of information, and the records of his birth are not known.

However, there are many stories about Yun Fangji, as well as film and television works.

The young man in front of him is actually behind the celebrity?

"So, then you can understand why you can subdue 332." 10008 suddenly realized, and hooked the corner of his mouth: "It was our oversight, classmate Yunling, your identity is okay, then please return 332 to us. ?"

Hearing that they were about to be contained by the SCP Foundation, the Dream Eater in Qiankun's bag suddenly became restless.

He kept bumping into the bag, trying to attract Yun Ling's attention.

Yun Ling took out the Qiankun bag from his pocket, put his ears close, and heard the pitiful voice of the dream-eating monster selling cute pretends:

"Sister Shenxian, I don't want to go back with them, I don't want to be their research object, you can accept me, let me be your spiritual pet, OK?"

People from the SCP Foundation can't hear it.

Seeing Yun Ling took out the Universe Bag, 10008 stretched out his hand to ask for it.

Yun Ling raised his eyebrows, a flash of evil spirits in his eyes.

She lightly held the Qiankun bag and glanced at 10008 madly: "Sorry, I changed my mind. 332, I don't plan to hand it over to you!"

"Don't give it to us? Is it possible that you want to take it privately?" The man with job number 10010 was furious, and a pair of black sword eyebrows flew into the temple.

While berating Yun Ling, he rolled up his sleeves and drew a gun with a silencer from his waist.

The gun was pulled out, and it pointed at Yun Ling's temple without hesitation...