"Very good!"
Zhang Ze looked happy.
But Dr. Zhang shouted: "This is impossible! There are no loopholes in my firewall, you can't get in!"
The godfather said calmly: "There is no unventilated wall in this world! No matter how rigorous your firewall's underlying code is, there will still be loopholes!"
Dr. Zhang was still shouting: "This is impossible!"
Zhang Ze felt that Dr. Zhang was too noisy, and he didn't want the other party to know his and his godfather's plans, lest this guy secretly cause harm, so he asked his godfather to cut off Dr. Zhang's contact with the outside world.
Later, Zhang Ze asked his godfather: "Now I have a question. When I enter everyone's minds, will I lose my consciousness? For example, don't know who I am?"
This question is very important. If Zhang Ze loses himself, how can he save others? Maybe, even he himself will fall into it.
"It's very possible."
The godfather nodded and said, "But don't worry, I can help you set up a 'memory point'. As long as you trigger this memory point, you can remember who you are and what you want to do."
"What memory point?" Zhang Ze asked curiously.
"It is something that can remind you of who you are." The godfather explained: "This thing can be a sentence, a song, an object... In short, it should remind you of who you are."
"However, you must make sure that this thing is really effective for you, otherwise it will be very troublesome."
Zhang Ze thought carefully and said, "Then let's use this thing."
He found a photo from the system album that Dragon King took for him and Liu Yueying. The background was the magical realm of Lilliput. The two were sitting on a toy car, smiling.
The godfather took the photo, conjured a computer console out of thin air, and then tapped on the keyboard. The photo was digitized by him and transferred into the system.
"That's enough, Master."
The godfather reminded Zhang Ze: "As long as you lie in the nutrition cabin and plug the data cable into the brain-computer interface, I will send you into other people's minds."
"OK."
Zhang Ze followed his instructions and entered the nutrition cabin and connected the data cable.
The godfather asked while operating: "Master, whose mind are you going to enter first?"
Zhang Ze pondered for a moment and said: "Use the knife without emotion."
Among the team, the one who is not emotionless under the knife has a relatively high IQ, and is very calm and resourceful in situations. Zhang Ze feels that he needs a helper, and the one who is under the knife without emotion is the most suitable candidate.
"Okay, now I'm starting to count down, three...two...one..."
Buzz!
Zhang Ze suddenly felt his body sink suddenly, as if he had fallen into the deep sea!
He tried to let his body float, but it didn't work. An invisible force pulled him to fall deeper into the darkness.
…
Under the gray sky, the wisps of drizzle rendered the entire city into a deep ink painting.
Pedestrians hurriedly walked on the street holding umbrellas. The rain hit the road, forming small puddles, reflecting the shadow of the city, like small mirrors.
I sat in a car on the side of the road without emotion, looking at the rainy scene outside the window in a daze.
"Adao, the police notified us that a murder occurred on Seventh Street and a forensic doctor is needed to examine the body."
The crew-cut man sitting in the passenger seat put down the phone and said without emotion, "This is the sixth person killed this month. Damn it!"
After using the knife to calmly withdraw his thoughts, he silently started the engine and drove the car into the main driveway.
When we arrived at the scene of the crime, it was an alley behind an adult bar. The outside had been cordoned off, and curious passers-by stood outside and looked inside.
The man with a flat head and a flat head went into the alley and examined the female body on the ground.
"She was dressed so sexy that she looked like a bartender." The crew-cut man looked up and down the female body and said with regret, "She looks like she is no more than twenty years old. It's a pity."
He put on his gloves without emotion and raised the head of the female corpse. A hideous wound appeared on the neck.
"The murderer was so cruel that his neck was almost cut!"
Without emotion, he checked other parts of the body and said: "There are no scars left by other fights. It seems that it was a fatal blow. The other party is a veteran."
"The blood from the wound has dried up and the limbs are a little stiff. The time of death should be more than 24 hours."
"And I think this body shows signs of being moved. This should not be the first scene."
Standing up, he said to the policeman next to him: "The conclusion I have reached so far is that if you want a more detailed autopsy report, you must send it back to the autopsy office for an autopsy. The results will be available in about a week."
The policeman frowned and complained: "A week? It's too long!"
"There is no way." He said calmly and calmly, "There are eight corpses waiting to be dissected at the autopsy department. Yours can only wait in line."
Watching the corpse being put on the corpse truck, the crew-cut man said without emotion, "We still have to dissect the corpse in the evening. Let's have a quick meal, otherwise we won't be able to eat again."
He did not show emotion but shook his head: "I won't go, A Hui is still waiting for me at home, maybe next time."
After that, he called a taxi and left the scene of the crime.
When he returned to his community, he saw the lights in his house were on and a slim figure seemed to be busy in the kitchen. His poker face finally showed a smile and his pace quickened a little.
With a click, the door lock was unlocked. She walked into the house while shouting: "Ah Hui, I'm back."
Then, his expression froze.
Because he saw a young man sitting on the sofa, looking at him with a smile.
"Don't be emotional... Um, Brother Dao, are you off work?"
The young man greeted Shan Dao Fu without emotion. The latter was silent for a long time before he said, "Why are you here? Rakshasa?"
Zhang Ze smiled and said, "I knew that you would definitely find that something was wrong with this world."
He stood up and said: "I'm here to take you out, help me save other people, and then we will leave this demonic realm together."
He moved his lips and moved his eyes to the kitchen.
"Adao, are you back?"
A woman who was not pretty, but very likable, walked out of it. She was holding two plates of freshly fried dishes in her hands and said with a smile: "Ronaldo said he is an old friend of yours, so he came here specially from far away." I came here to see you, I cooked a few dishes for you and bought a few bottles of wine, so you can take your time and reminisce about old times."
Zhang Ze said happily: "Thank you, sister-in-law!"
The corner of Shankou Buqing's mouth twitched, and finally he sighed and sat down at the dining table to eat with Zhang Ze.
Ah Hui kept cutting vegetables for Zhang Zehe without emotion, and was very enthusiastic. She was like the big sister next door, approachable and approachable.
"Xiao Luo, Ah Dao, you eat slowly. Aunt Li asked me to come over and visit you. I'll be back soon."
After saying that, Ah Hui left the house, leaving only Zhang Ze and Dong Dao Fuqing in the house.
"I don't want to leave." She said suddenly without emotion.
