Mexico City, the capital of the United States of Mexico, the Department of Natural Sciences, National University of Mexico.

Milo looked at the phone in his hand nervously.

On his phone, a letter that he couldn't believe was lying quietly in his email. Seeing this letter, Milo always felt that it was a prank that Louis's group had made for him, but his reason told him that this was impossible.

Milo is an assistant professor in the Department of Natural Sciences at the National University of Mexico. He is a poor man and has completed his master's degree through free public education. He is only 23 years old this year, and he is in his great years of hard work.

Originally, a diploma like him could have found a very decent job and completely escaped from poverty, but Milo was extremely obsessed with biological knowledge and would rather work to subsidize his life than give up on his pursuit of knowledge. His goal is to strive for a doctorate next year, and then be promoted to associate professor and professor in the future, becoming an expert professor who is admired by everyone.

However, just as he was helping Professor ACTO correct his paper, a unique ringtone suddenly rang on his cheap smartphone. Milo dared to swear to God that this damn ringtone was not the ringtone set by his phone at all!

Surprised and curious, Milo picked up his phone and found that the one who made the sound was actually an email received in his Google email. In fact, if time could go back, Milo would rather have not seen this email from hell.

"Hello, Mr. Milo Suarez."

"Please forgive me for my presumption. Without your consent, I was bored to see the two papers you stored on your computer, "Report on Gene Lytogenicity of RNA virus" and "Report on Gene Extraction of Prion Genes". After reading it, I was very surprised. I really didn't expect that in an old country like Mexico, there are also excellent and creative scientific workers like you. I wonder if you are interested in coming to our department to conduct research on biology and viruses. In terms of treatment, we can give you an annual salary of millions of dollars, and there is no need to pay taxes. I am very optimistic about your potential."

"By the way, in your bank account with the name xxxxxx, the password is too simple, we have changed it to 999999. I hope you have a 6-fold mood. In order to express our kindness, I recharged $3 on your Fuli account, which is enough for you to buy a paid love action movie. I hope you can have a happy weekend with your right hand, and on your Facebook account, I..."

The more I saw the latter, the more I felt like I wanted to die. I almost wiped out all the information on the Internet. The most important thing is that his bank account and password were stolen by the other party, and his password was also changed. You know, there are all the savings I have accumulated over the past few years!

Not only that, the further you get to the back, the other party actually begins to involve his real life, his daily routine and his daily walking trajectory are all revealed in the letters, just as if an invisible person follows him all the time, silently observing his every move!

Even at the end of the email, the other party posted a few photos of himself naked. Milo looked at him in disbelief and found that it was a photo of him having sex at home last night!

And the camera tool is actually the camera of your computer!

"No, no, no, damn, who is the bastard!" Milo resisted the urge to smash his phone and quickly replied to the message, "Please don't send the photos to the social network, I'm begging you!"

"Mr. Milo, I am very happy with your choice. Please stay where you don't move. Our pick-up staff will come to pick you up in ten minutes. As for your grandma, we have sent her on the plane. Thank you for your cooperation."

"What!" Milo roared suddenly, flaws were split. He had no parents since he was a child, and he was raised by picking up his grandmother. In his heart, grandmother's status has surpassed the omnipotent god. If he had felt a little lucky before, thinking that some friend who was good at hacking was joking about him, then now, he has completely extinguished the last bit of luck!

"Call the police! Call the police!" Milo couldn't help but tremble all over. After all, he was an ordinary person and had never encountered such a situation before. But the next second he immediately ruled out this idea. The other party could even get his call record. So if he called the police, wouldn't grandma even more fall into crisis?

But if you don’t call the police, what is the purpose of the other party? Is it really an invitation to you who likes your potential and talent?

However, if it is an invitation, why doesn’t he even dare to say the name of his laboratory, or what force or group he belongs to? What’s more, which research institute sends an invitation like this? What’s the difference between this and a threat?

This is totally a crime!

For a moment, Milo's heart fell deep, and beads of sweat as big as beans continued to flow down Milo's forehead.

"Click!"

Just as Milo was indescribable shock and anger, suddenly, the door handle of his office suddenly came from the twisting sound. With the friction of metal, the lock core hit the lock tongue. The lock tongue clicked and left the door bolt. The next second, the door slowly opened under the thrust!

Milo only felt that the blood in his body was about to solidify. He stood stiffly in place, trying to escape, but his legs were like lead pouring in motion!

Did the other party come so soon?

Milo's eyes flashed with deep fear, as if he had seen his future - those international terrorist organizations took him to the war-torn Middle Eastern countries, and then forced himself to wear loose white sweatshirts and round hats. Then, because he was not halal enough, the militants cut off their heads under loud accusations. While hanging their heads on the tree, they shouted:

“Allah Hu Akba!”

Time passed so long. At this moment, Milo's mind seemed to have his life. At this moment, he regretted it. If he had called the police just now, there might be a glimmer of hope, but now...

Just as Milo looked desperate and thoughtful, suddenly, an elderly man with a stereotyped look and a snow-white beard pushed the door and walked in.

"Professor Ector?" Milo said in amazement.

"Milo, I didn't expect you to be selected too." But what surprised Milo was that his professor actually said this.

"What was chosen? Professor, you..." Milo wanted to say something, but when he saw two Asian men wearing black suits and sunglasses behind Professor ACTO, he immediately swallowed the words behind him.

"We are the Stellar Life Science Foundation, Mr. Milo. You have three minutes of preparation time. We need to catch up to 3:00 pm in the next hour to fly to Haizhou in Haizhou, Huaxia." One of the men said seriously.

Milo suddenly widened his eyes and opened his mouth, but his confused head only said this.

“what-the-****?” (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!