Page 60 of The Guest

Chapter 60

  One frustrated night in Pear Garden

  After George Colin stepped onto the chancel, his teaching contents in the Capital University or the chatting statements, were all gathered by his worshipers, and put on the network. This politics of history scholar obviously was not a pedantic people who only knew studying mechanically, but had comprehensive interests, he even also dabbled at the art field, but the achievements on these aspects were nothing like he had on his own profession that high.

  So much as this scholar couldn’t get rid of the hobby of the normal man, often after got half-drunk, liked to have the comments on the second war between the Federation and the Empire which was in the later stage, he had a lot of comments about the warfare, unfortunately even his most faithful worshippers also had to admit, this Mr. really knew nothing about war, most of his comments were unbearably absurd, often were far cry from the development of the fact, especially the comments he had about the mecha, even made countless people felt laughable.

  “Although the mobility of the individual mecha is extremely strong, but the portable load of the energy and ammunition is serious shortage, it belongs to the absolute high consumption but low efficiency weapon, absolutely not accord with the economic principle and the political need. In the modern war, if we say that the individual mecha is the beautiful but expensive diamond, then just need a most primitive group artillery flat fire casually, would burn these diamonds into black carbon…”

  This conversation happened in a spring university fellowship cocktail party in Constitution Calendar year twenty-seven, and it also became one of the St. George’s interesting news.

  Sheilor was reading exactly this paragraph, he scratched his head somewhat curiously, always felt that he was incomparably familiar with this passage. Thought for a long time, he then thought of, in the boundless twilight outside of the mine, every time when he showed the yearning for the mecha… Uncle Fengyu would speak out this passage with a kind of very sarcastic tone.

  “Even uncle also read the recorded utterances of George Colin?” Sheilor recalled that having grey hair and full mouth of rotten teeth guy, no matter how, he still didn’t think that the other party was a man who had the interest in politics of history or political gossips, and he couldn’t help laughing up.

  Threw the things about George Colin out of his mind, Sheilor kept the night tour on the network, very familiar to access to a certain BBS, began to read over the documents on it from the place number three hundred something. This was a propaganda BBS about the spirit of the First Charter, and there were many things about the First Charter.

  The present Sheilor, had already broken away from that kind of fugitive panic. The disguise chip in his nape seemed like that it could let him to dodge the splendor of the First Charter completely, but he still had some worry about it, always wanted to know a little bit more about the First Charter. From two months ago, he began to have this work in progress, surfed on the network of the Capital Planet Circle for a long time, he was then astounded to find out, after all, the information about the Charter Bureau, the federal electronic monitoring network and that core central computer, all were put on the network and in the library above board, and any federal citizen could look it up at will.

  The working process of the Charter Bureau, the authority limit of the central computer, all were not the secrets. Probably only this degree of absolute transparence, could let the federal citizens allow the existence of the First Charter? Sometimes Sheilor would think in his heart like this.

  The more he knew about, the unknown would be the less, the fear would also be more and more little, he stopped the retrieve to the documents, stared at the metal bracelet on his left wrist and fell into meditation. Could make a disguise chip, that’s enough to strike down all the Nebula Award winners in the nearly one hundred years, what kind of people uncle boss he actually was? Why did he know about the Charter Bureau so much, and know so much about that central computer which gathered the crystallization of all the human wisdom?

  The couldn’t get it problem, there was no need to keep thinking about. Rubbed on the smooth but having great texture surface of the metal bracelet gently, Sheilor’s finger pointed on the screen gently, connected to the government BBS, picked over in the information tree for a long time, finally found the information about the Fudge state third prison of the East Forest Region.

  “There’s one more week, Levi will come out of the jail.” Sheilor looked at that familiar name on the information BBS, suddenly had the unnamed mawkishness in his heart. He had very few friends in his this life, Levi and Johnny were counted as two, the just known lately Shielding… Barely could be counted as one as well, of course his boss was one. The not up to fourteen years old little Johnny was sent to the juvenile detention house, didn’t know what degree his mother would worry about to. Levi? After he came out from the jail, what else he could do? Could it be said that he returned to the Bell Tower Street, and really became an underworld member?

  Sheilor felt the anxiety, lowered his head and thought for a long time, the seldom extinctive smile was also disappeared on his face. He finally made up his mind, began to search the reliable channel on the net, hoped that he could find a way to sent Levi a sum of money. There were still more than three million federal dollars in the bank card which Fengyu left to him, this was the thing he checked clearly when he downloaded a client program of the Three Forest United Bank a few days ago, he was ready to send one million to Levi, and he believed that this would help Levi to step on another totally different path.

  From the intellect to say, Sheilor knew it clearly that his this move was not so wise. If the Federation aspect had any doubt in the future, then through the financial monitoring system, could easily check him out from Levi there… But Sheilor just couldn’t watch his friend suffering the torments in the distant place, especially the other party was taken into the jail because of him. In his view, there were always a lot of things more important in this world. Of course, he would do it very carefully, and tried not to leave any clues.

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  Thought of boss, thought of Levi, thought of homeland, Sheilor was frustrated in his heart. Stared blankly for a moment, he took out that made of pure natural fiber name card from his bosom, took a look at it, and then put it well into the metal drawer, and he thought of that lovely little girl on that spacecraft.

  This name card was given by the madam of the Chung family, once he associated the seven big families this kind of distant and horrific existence, Sheilor had his mood became somewhat weird. His boss died in the hands of the Fourth Military Region, and many people in the West Forest military knew about his look-- If the life didn’t have any extremely big accident, then he wouldn’t probably go to dial that number on that name card, perhaps in his this life he wouldn’t meet with that little girl again, unless he was looking for death. If someday he really needed to dial that number in the future, that only showed that in his life, there had some problem more horrible than the death already showed up.

  The sealed for tens of years west gate of the Pear Garden University was opened again several days ago, because for the sake that it’s closer, the students all chose to leave the school from the west gate. The originally didn’t have too many people go by backdoor became even more deserted now, perhaps not a people showed up in several hours, only the pear trees accompanied with the in the gate house lonely youngster. The night was deep now, the spring wind calmed down quietly, Sheilor walked to the middle of the iron gate in the shadow of the pear trees, checked the iron gate up, returned to the room to swipe the time card, and then shut off all the lighting equipments, turned on the automatic monitoring chime, and walked back to the bedroom.

  In the darkness, the dressed in a single underwear Sheilor squat down for half an hour of the horse stance, wiped off the sweat from the forehead, then began to brush up on that ten mechanically stiff movements, every knee forward, every elbow raised, every wr
ist twisted, would all be that powerful and vigorous, cross the Rubicon, and matchless heroic.

  At last he had a shower, faced the mirror, shaved on between the eyebrows with a knife for a long time, then went to the bed with the all body ache and tiredness, and fell into sleep soundly.

  In the sleep, in the darkness, he couldn’t discover that on his naked body, a streak of not easy to find wave moved forward according with some specific path, turned back, came back to the origin at last, formed a channel, and then resumed. These waves and trembles became more and more distinct and obvious, but more and more not so eye-catching, seemed to want to hide under his skin and in the muscles and joints, not willing to let people to see it again…

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  The life in the Pear Garden university was invariable, every day Sheilor would go to the classroom to audit, absorbed those digitized and drawing knowledge thirstily and hungrily, those base foundation also was the part he was short of the most. The four years repairman life, made his practical ability abnormally intrepid, but mechanic Fengyu didn’t know for what kind of consideration, never taught him the knowledge about the theoretical side. Now Sheilor was in a kind of embarrassing situation, knew about the things but didn’t know the reason why, the boring academic education which the professors of the Pear Garden University taught in the class, just could fulfill the need he had on this aspect, thus he lived unusually rich, just waited for the lab experiment class which would start in the next semester, to test and verify the achievement which he combined the theory and practice.

  Didn’t know what Shielding was doing recently, just came to have a greeting one afternoon and then disappeared. Sheilor knew this rogue official didn’t get fired, couldn’t help to be surprised by his ability. He knew it clearly about the busy degree of the FBI jobs, only drinking the alcohol a few times less wouldn’t let him have the grudge. But didn’t know for what reason, hadn’t seen that guy several days in a row, Sheilor somewhat couldn’t get used to it.

  They two people had been worrying about the revenge, the revenge of that couple callous by nature brother and sister, didn’t come as expected. But Sheilor still stayed in the university circumspectly, didn’t had a step out of the iron gate. If this kind of quiet life could kept going like this, Sheilor definitely would be very satisfied, he had already bought a summer time air ticket, would go to take a look at the “hometown” which that chip recorded. He seemed to have already gotten used to his this disguise identity, and really didn’t want other things to bother him.

  But that day, Sheilor had felt that the atmosphere in the campus was somewhat weird. Those walking between the school laboratory buildings and the apartments students had their faces as usual, but Sheilor still always felt that there was something going to happen. Perhaps because the principal showed up suddenly in the deserted gate house of the backdoor and talked a few words with him? Sheilor lowered his head, tried to keep quiet. Although the Pear Garden University was not so famous, but it seemed to have the high status inside the government, the rank of this looked very usual principal definitely wouldn’t be low, why this kind of people would especially come to the gate house and talked with him?

  At this time Sheilor had already forgotten the thing about that letter of recommendation, just judged sensitively, the sir principal came to the backdoor, might come to check out something, but why he didn’t find anything? He took a look at the outside of the window subconsciously.