"Thanks."
Ye Gengyi has long been accustomed to various comments, and he calmly expressed his gratitude for this sincere praise.
"Oh, brother Gengyi, you are too polite," Mumu Shisan waved his hand: "Speaking of which, I usually take more care of you."
"No. The doctor is still waiting for me outside. The police department will leave first."
Ye Geng pointed to the entrance of the alley.
Although the expert from the Technical Association was targeting the entire Metropolitan Police Department, he had no intention of helping the Third Investigation Section catch the thief.
"Okay," Mumu Shisan said with a smile, "When the body of the deceased is taken away, it's time for me to close the team."
Turn and leave the alley.
Ye Gengyi and Dr. A Li came to the department store to make some purchases.
After shopping, return to 2-chome.
Had lunch in advance.
Ye Gengyi started to help Dr. A Li classify and measure fruits.
Not long after, a certain inventor happily took the packaged fruit to the basement.
In order not to interfere with each other, Ye Geng moved the neurosensory device and the corresponding connection equipment to the living room.
"I don't know how long I can be quiet..."
He muttering silently to himself, adjusted the equipment, put on his helmet and pressed the start button.
Time passes minute by minute.
The consciousness seems to be transferred into a gradually unfolding picture.
Data streams swirled around him, arranged and combined with the manipulation of thoughts.
The sky, sea, mountains, rivers, towns, villages...the moon sets and the sun rises, the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter rotate, and one scene after another is constantly changing.
The result is a white world with no visible borders.
Um……
Since it needs to be connected with reality, the world in the platform must still be consistent with the outside world.
Xiaobai, turn on the panoramic camera to record.
[Okay sir, since you haven't turned on this feature for a while, you may feel a little uncomfortable after triggering your body's protective mechanism. 】
knew……
Ye Gengyi took a deep breath, restrained his thoughts and concentrated his attention to the maximum extent.
In an instant, colorful colors burst out like fireworks, completely saturating the huge white canvas within sight.
The real scene in the living room gradually became clearer, and at the same time, an uncontrollable sense of dizziness penetrated his mind.
Well……
"It's really a mortal body..."
He sighed, relying on his willpower to survive the 4-minute extreme dizziness experience.
Finally, the real scene in the living room was captured by the panoramic camera and presented to the eyes in a slightly distorted form.
"Xiaobai, how much?"
[The blind area that cannot be captured by the camera is approximately 33.33%. 】
Putting aside the sides, back and bottom of the furniture that cannot be captured by the camera, the degree of reality has reached more than 70%.
"Well, not bad..."
Ye Geng stood up unsteadily... Xiaobai, start the record. If you have any suggestions, put them forward immediately.
[Okay, sir, please tell me. 】
“The speed of construction of the real scene and the adaptability of the body, the faster the former takes shape, the greater the consumption of the latter…”
This is a very critical issue, just like having a high-end weapon, but you must first use it before attacking the enemy.
[Sir, the problem has been recorded. Since the optimal algorithm is currently used and combined with your physical condition, no solution can be found for the time being. 】
The panoramic camera is a mimicry of a nanorobot, and the data goes directly to the core and its brain. Although external equipment such as drones can also be used, the restrictions will increase. Once the objects in the observation area change, it will not be possible at all. Zero-day synchronous changes.
"Sure enough, it's really a bit foul for humans to want to master something like time..."
Ye Gengyi rationally reminded himself not to rush.
…
…
"Oh, I'm so anxious!"
Didan High School, the classroom of Grade 2 Class B.
It was not Maori Ran, Suzuki Sonoko and Sera Masumi who made this cry.
It was a boy from the same class sitting near them.
At this time, this young boy with several pimples on his face was vigorously shaking the chair of the person in front of him.
Although people can do anything if they are pushed hard, they really can't do math problems.
"The papers for this exam are a bit difficult, and I guess many people haven't finished them." Sitting beside him, a fat man wearing round glasses and a very round body said.
"That's someone else. This guy must have done it!" The acne man continued to shake.
Both of them are at the top of the class, and they have a relationship that is both enemies and friends.
At this time, the boy at the desk in front of him said unhappily: "I didn't even calculate it. I only had time to write down half of the steps to solve the problem."
"What? I've finished writing, but you haven't finished writing yet?" A confident voice sounded.
who? Who is speaking?
All the students who were worried about their scores looked over.
The boy who spoke lifted his side bangs and said with a smile:
"For math questions, the final answer is either 0 or 1. If you can't finish it, you'll get one. Didn't the teacher say that even if there is no process, you can still get points if the answer is correct?"
Everyone: "..."
"puff……"
Sera Masumi looked over there, covering her mouth and snickering:
"They're really interesting."
This was not a mockery, but after experiencing the world outside school, and looking back at these high school students with clear and pure eyes, she felt that life was particularly easy.
"Oh, don't mention it. They managed to get to the last question at least, but I still have half of the big question blank."
Suzuki Sonoko rested her elbows on the table and held her chin in her hands.
During her vacation, aside from the days when she went out to find Mao Lilan, she spent the rest of her time visiting the family property with Tomoko Suzuki, leaving little time to review her homework.
However, her depression went away as quickly as it came:
"By the way! How about we go have something to eat together later?"
After a whole day of exams, Suzuki Sonoko felt it was time to turn her grief and anger into appetite and go out for a good meal.
"Okay, what about you, Seriang-san?" Mao Lilan asked.
"Well... As for me, I'm still more concerned about the case I encountered this morning."
Sera Masumi pondered for a moment, then looked at the two of them expectantly:
"Aren't you curious? That's a case that even Kudo Yusaku stopped midway."
"Listen to what you said..."
Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko looked at each other.
"Then I'll call Brother Sarada and ask." Suzuki Sonoko took out her cell phone.
"Yeah." Serang's pure purpose was achieved, and he immediately leaned over to listen.
Du-du-du--
The phone only rang for a short time before it was picked up.
Suzuki Sonoko was as warm as ever: "Hello? Brother Sarada!"
"Well, what's wrong with Yuanzi?" Ye Gengyi's familiar and calm voice came from the receiver.
Suzuki Sonoko went straight to the point: "Oh! Brother Saraichi, aren't you busy, are you? I just want to ask how the investigation of the case we encountered this morning is going?"
Ye Gengyi answered equally simply:
"solved."
(End of chapter)
