บท 1217: Belief in Physics

This was probably the closest Lu Zhou had gotten to death.

Rather… This was the closest he had been to someone who had passed away.

ILHCRC No.1 apartment building.

The entrance was full of police cars.

An old man in plain clothes stood outside the fenced-off area. He had a look of self-blame and sadness on his face. He sobbed in a quiet voice.

"This is all my fault… I signed the paper…"

Professor Witten patted Professor Wilczek's shoulder and spoke comfortingly.

"This is not your fault. A person's path is destined; they will eventually go where they are supposed to go. I hope he can get the answer he wants on the other side of the world.

"As for us, we have to continue."

Beside the two of them stood many ILHCRC researchers and interns.

Many of them had heard of Professor Miro's story and the "spirit of the universe".