Chapter 31 Genius Club
At the front desk of a high-end hotel in Brooklyn, Xiao Ji Xinshui stood on tiptoes on the countertop, with a sad face, looking at the waiter inside:
"Excuse me, did Mr. Douglas still not come back yesterday?"
The waiter inside nodded:
"We are also very worried about Mr. Douglas. We don't know what happened to him... Since he left in a taxi that day, until today, half a month has passed and he has not come back."
Mr. Douglas was very generous and paid for the room many days in advance, so even though the cash room fee had long since expired, we still reserved the room for him, waiting for his return. We are also very distressed by the current situation and don't know whether we should call the police.
But then again, if Mr. Douglas really has something urgent to deal with, it's better to stay as is and don't cause any trouble to him.
Ji Xinshui sighed, got off the bar, walked out of the hotel lobby, and returned to the road.
That day, Mr. Douglas taught him that he should go to school well and serve the motherland. After that, he went to church every day to pray devoutly, hoping that the Lord would give him this opportunity.
I don’t know whether it was God’s blessing or Douglas’s guidance. After the church priest learned about Ji Xinshui’s situation, he readily expressed his willingness to help him. We have many believers here who are willing to help you. Many caring and kind-hearted friends told me that they hope to donate. Some poor kids who want to go to school.
I happen to have a good friend in New Jersey who is the principal of a charity middle school. If you are willing, I can introduce you there.
You don’t have to worry about tuition fees and living expenses. Those kind and caring believers are willing to provide financial assistance to you.
Moreover, Charity Middle School also has many job opportunities specifically for current students, such as cleaning or working in the cafeteria, which are enough for you to support yourself.
So, child, if you really want to study hard and go back to build a backward motherland, I suggest you go to this charity middle school. Of course Ji Zhixue was very grateful when he heard these words, and immediately agreed. A few days later, the priest brought him Good news, everything is going well. I have arranged everything for you, including the ride to New Jersey and I have also contacted you.
Starting from here on Thursday morning, kind believers will send you to the charity middle school, where you can study in peace. Very good.
As Xiao Xiao wrote down his salary, his eyes burned with a big light, as if he could see the smiling image of Mr. Douglas, who had accomplished his studies, served his motherland, and was highly appreciated.
Thank you Fr. Thank you so much.
The priest waved his hands solemnly, leading Ji Xinshui to turn around and face the statue of Saint Jesus on the church wall. What we should be grateful to is the merciful Lord, who recited the Bible with Ji Xinshui and pointed his finger on his chest.
Amen. Amen. Ji Xinshui also closed his eyes, Amen, he was more pious than anyone else at this moment.
But to be honest, he is not that pious, because at this moment, in his heart, instead of thanking Jesus and the Godfather, he is more grateful to Mr. Douglas. It was this great gentleman who saved him, gave him the direction of life, and allowed him to have a positive attitude toward life. Life is full of hope again.
To Mr. Douglas. Ji Xueyi opened his eyes and told him the good news quickly. He would definitely be happy for me until I got the opportunity to go to school.
Then he ran away with his small salary. He thought he had been waiting for Mr. Douglas for several days and nights in the hotel, but he couldn't wait and couldn't wait to share the good news with his benefactor.
However, she hugged her legs and huddled at the door of the hotel, waiting for a long, long time without seeing Mr. Douglas.
Maybe Mr. Douglas is very busy. Ji Xinshui bundled up tightly in the cold wind. I will wait for two more days. Anyway, the believer's hitchhiking trip to New Jersey will not leave until Thursday, but every day of waiting full of expectations ends in disappointment.
Ji Xingshui couldn't help but muster up the courage to go to the front desk to ask, but got disturbing news.
Mr. Douglas has been missing for half a month. After their last conversation in front of the hotel that day, Mr. Douglas never came back.
No way? The little chicken's heart was beating fast, she was holding her head and her face was pale. Mr. Douglas couldn't really be in danger, right?
He quickly shook his head to get rid of this unlucky thought. Everything would be fine.
Nothing would ever happen to a man as good as Mr. Douglas.
But I still really want to tell Mr. Douglas the good news.
After walking out of the hotel door, Ji Xinshui sighed helplessly. Suddenly he saw a familiar face, a bearded driver, in a taxi waiting on the roadside. He was very impressed by this driver.
When Mr. Douglas finally left here that day, he took the bearded driver's taxi. Maybe the driver knew some clues. Ji Shuai quickly ran over and leaned against the car window.
Hello sir. Do you still remember that a tall mixed-race man with blue eyes got on the bus from here about half a month ago? He was wearing a black coat and a black top hat. He looked of mixed European and Asian descent.
He got into your taxi at noon that day and set off. Unexpectedly, the bearded driver nodded without hesitation.
Of course I remember that he grabbed the fluffy beard. The gentleman was so generous that he gave me $100 as a tip.
I usually never dare to dream about such ridiculous things. Otherwise, why would you think I am waiting for guests in front of this hotel every day? I also hope to meet him again, or other generous gentlemen, I think I can All the people staying in this hotel are wealthy people.
Very good, there is drama. Since the driver was deeply impressed by what happened that day, it would be much easier to handle the situation and truthfully express his intentions.
First, I want to say thank you to Mr. Douglas, and second, I am very worried about Mr. Douglas’s safety. When Husky heard that he was very concerned about this good man, he got off the car that day.
It is a remote farm in the western suburbs of Brooklyn. You can see it by walking along the road out of the city. It is quite far away, and there are no other buildings around it, so you can't miss it.
thank you. Xiao Xiaoji thanked him politely, then tied up his shoelaces and ran towards the west. He did have more than 1,000 US dollars on him, enough to take a taxi, but Mr. Douglas gave it to him. How could he be willing to spend it? He must use it on more meaningful and valuable things.
So run to that farm. The farm is really far away. Ji Xinshui was panting and ran until night. Late at night and early in the morning, he finally reached the place. Fire was spitting out of his throat, but he couldn't care less about rest and raised his eyes to the inside of the farm. Look.
Mr. Douglas shouted excitedly because he saw a figure wearing a black coat, a black top hat, and a pair of sunglasses sitting by the fence looking at the moon. It was Mr. Douglas's clothes, including the sunglasses, which were exactly the same. , he will not admit his mistake.
Mr. Douglas took note of his salary and smiled happily. His heart dropped and he rushed over excitedly. However, after running in, he discovered that the figure in the same uniform was not Douglas, but an old man with white hair exposed from the brim of his hat.
He tilted his head and looked carefully at the lower half of Einstein's face under his sunglasses. This turned out to be the great scientist Mr. Einstein who was famous on TV, newspapers, and news.
Chronicle, Shui was stunned, Mr. Einstein, why are you wearing Mr. Douglas's clothes? Einstein slowly turned around and looked at the little child through his sunglasses. Do you know Douglas?
He was very curious. Through the time and space lines in his mind, he could not see any intersection between the child named Ji Xinshui and Douglas. After all, he could only see the future after November 5. That is to say.
The intersection between this child and Douglas happened before November 5th. It was a past that he did not know and could not know.
Einstein wanted to know everything about Douglas and continued to ask, "Child, can you tell me about you and Douglas?"
Ji Xinshui put down his guard against this great man and told me everything. The kind-hearted Mr. Douglas rescued me that night. He advised me to study hard and then return to the Dragon Kingdom to bring the knowledge back and build the backward motherland.
Einstein nodded and listened silently. That's it. He whispered softly, Douglas, the motherland, called the motherland like this,
Ah, that means that although he is biologically a mixed race, he is actually a real Dragon Kingdom person. It can be seen that he loves the Dragon Kingdom very much, and even hopes that you can study and return to the country in the future. Watching Einstein... His face was filled with reluctance and regret, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He felt very bad.
Mr. Einstein. Can you tell me now where Mr. Douglas is?
He won't. Won't. With little hesitation, Shui tightened his lips, not daring to say anything, and he left.
Einstein lowered his head, and he left this world. It was like five thunderbolts struck the brains of these people. He took a step back, fell to the ground with a plop, and left this world.
This is dead. Is Mr. Douglas dead? His eyes were moist and his voice was trembling. Will we never see Mr. Douglas again?
How he longed for the great Einstein to deny this answer, but the other party nodded heavily and remained silent. Xiao Xiaoji covered his face and could not accept the result.
Gritting his teeth, he ran out of the farm, crying Douglas's name as he ran. He was fine half a month ago, but he died so suddenly.
Whether it was due to accidental illness or other reasons, he no longer wanted to hear more bad news. This was the heaviest blow to him after the death of his parents.
Douglas is his savior, his life mentor, and the big brother who guides his hopes and dreams. I haven't satisfied you yet.
Xiao Xiaoji was really tired from running around. He wiped his eyes with his sleeves and felt sad. He looked around and saw a small forest with nice scenery, far away from the city. He panted and walked in, dug a hole with tree branches, and then took the dozen hundred-dollar bills that Douglas gave him, without even parting with a penny. The huge amount of money spent was buried and filled with soil. This was the only thing Douglas left to him.
Bury it now as a memorial to Douglas's grave. Then he picked up two hard and straight branches, tied them into a cross and inserted them on the grave. He took two steps back and knelt on the ground facing Douglas's grave. Bye bye, I won't let you down.
He said firmly, I will definitely listen to your teachings, achieve success in my studies, return to the motherland, and build my hometown. After kowtowing a few more times, Xiao Xiaoji stood up and looked at the cross erected in the night.
Mr. Douglas, I will go to Mercy High School in New Jersey this Thursday to officially start my academic career.
But I will come to see you often. No matter how busy or important things are in the future, I will come to Brooklyn to visit you every winter and visit your grave.
Not far away, in the dilapidated farm, Einstein, who had been sitting for more than ten days without eating, drinking, sleeping or sleeping, finally stood up from the chair. He was still not sleepy or hungry. He had thoroughly verified that he had gained the ability to peek into the future and also gained immortality. He didn't know how to describe this specifically, but it was as if time had stopped for him, fixed on a certain day, a certain moment and no longer changed. Am I alive or dead?
Einstein couldn't figure it out, but it wasn't very important.
After listening to the story of Douglas told by the little boy named Ji Xinren, Einstein felt much better. It seemed that Douglas was also full of hope and confidence in the future of mankind, otherwise he wouldn't have said that to the child.
This shows that Douglas believes that human civilization has a future, and everything depends on human efforts. Perhaps Douglas is also using his way to save the world and the future, so I can't stop.
First of all, I must find a way to prevent the end of mankind in 1991. No matter how big a disaster mankind will encounter in the future, we must first safely pass through 1991 before history can continue to move forward.
He walked into the farm warehouse, entered the simple elevator, and pressed the switch to go down, but I can't do such a big thing as saving the future of mankind alone.
In the sound of steel cable friction, Einstein said to himself, the power of one person is weak after all, I need more people to join us, more geniuses like Douglas, like us, with lofty ambitions and sense of mission.
Einstein squinted his eyes, his eyes were sharp, saving and protecting the future of mankind requires more geniuses to gather.
Coming to the brightly lit underground shelter, Einstein picked up the phone and dialed the number of his friend Henry Dawson, Dawson.
Didn't you always want to draw an oil portrait for me before? I agreed.
Oh my God, there was a laugh from the other end of the phone, great brother
I finally figured it out, but I have some extra requirements. Einstein interrupted him and said the plan he had just thought of, to draw 8 of the same portrait, and each one must use different oil paints to hide different codes and puzzles, etc.
Henry Dawson on the other end of the phone was furious. You are going too far. Even if you are Einstein, your request is too much.
This is my artwork, not your laboratory, not your rough paper. Why do you have to hide math problems in my paintings? That is the subject I hate the most. I don't agree. I absolutely don't agree.
Well, then? Einstein was about to hang up the phone. Maybe there are other oil painters in the United States. No, no, no, Henry Dawson was panicking. This opportunity to leave a name in history cannot be given to others. Oh, this is negotiable.
Where are you now? Brooklyn Farm, Einstein said, OK.
You just wait there. Henry Dawson got up quickly. I will take the tools and rush over now, so that you don't regret it in a few days.
After hanging up the phone, Einstein sat at the desk in the shelter and began to think about the establishment of the organization. The form of the charter, the assessment, the meeting time, and the meeting place can all be improved later. First of all, it is inevitable that the name and logo of the organization need to be clearly defined.
In a flash, Einstein recalled the right hand raised high and pointed straight to the sky when Douglas left. The shadow of this gesture was reflected on the full moon at night. It had a great impact on Einstein and he could not forget it for a long time. Perhaps this symbol was the best.
Einstein nodded. It was very likely that this was the signal code left by Douglas for him. He picked up the pencil and drew a draft on the pen. First, there was a circle, and then there was a right hand with the index finger pointing to the sky in the circle. Einstein frowned, always feeling that something was missing. From the design point of view, it was a bit too monotonous.
Suddenly, he had an idea, picked up the pencil and wrote two words inside the circle.
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