Fang Simin woke up again.

The time to open my eyes was early 9:30 pm.

He felt very tired.

Today, I have been sleeping and waking up all day long. On the one hand, I was scared. The comment in Qujiang Daily made him feel worried and almost dreamed when he fell asleep. On the other hand, I was hungry. In the past half month, he has done almost no serious business, no royalties, and he can only save a little bit of food. He only ate two meals a day, and only ate one pack of cheap biscuits each meal. However, since he didn't go out yesterday and finished the biscuits at home, he was too lazy to go out and has been hungry until now.

Fang Simin weakly lifted the quilt and touched her forehead first.

Then, he thought that his medical level was invincible, and could not find out whether he had a high or low fever. He was blown by the cold wind that penetrated through the crack of the window. He quickly gave up this useless effort, trembled and put on his clothes first, and then ran into the toilet.

Since he woke up at this point, Fang Simin didn't plan to continue to sleep.

Anyway, I can't sleep at all.

He had an empty stomach and had nothing to excrete, but he sat on the toilet and picked up the children's science book, intending to finish the second half of what he hadn't read yesterday.

After about 20 minutes, the sound of flushing sounded in the bathroom.

Fang Simin lifted her pants with difficulty and threw the children's book aside with no interest.

He felt that he could no longer waste his time like this. There were so many great national affairs that he urgently needed to deal with.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face with trembling hunger, Fang Simin felt that he was a little better.

He habitually sat in front of the computer and stared at the screen for a long time, but he still didn't have the courage to turn on the computer.

Then hesitated for another 20 minutes, and he finally decided to go out for a meal first.

From the messy drawer, Fang Simin took out the remaining dozens of change, and walked to the bathroom, first sorted out his Mediterranean, then found a dress with his aesthetic feeling, put on leather shoes, and went out.

The temperature in the small county town at around 10 o'clock in the evening was already very low.

Fang Simin's clothes were not thick enough. When he walked out of the residential building, he couldn't help but tremble when the evening breeze blew, and then sneezed several times, making his nose hurt and all the fly disease came out.

After leaving the community gate and following the road, Fang Simin walked towards the bustling roadside stall not far away with a little resistance.

He felt that middle-aged people in the middle of the night who were drinking beer at street stalls and bragging were simply a burden to society. These trash with an average education level of less than a bachelor's degree should go to the construction site to move bricks honestly, rather than living a life more comfortable than his dignified doctoral degree in the United States.

The wealth distribution mechanism in this society is very problematic!

Fang Simin thought so.

When he arrived at the stall, Fang Simin gritted her teeth and ordered a bowl of beef noodles from the boss, and then chose the most corner seat to sit down.

After a while, the noodles came up. Fang Simin saw that there were only a few pieces of beef inside, and gritted her teeth and cursed all the roadside stalls around the world to go bankrupt and go bankrupt. The stall will be searched by the urban management tomorrow.

With such a strong hatred, Fang Simin, who was extremely hungry, quickly finished a bowl of noodles, but in the end there was no soup left and he drank it all the way.

After filling in the report, Fang Simin's hatred for society weakened a lot.

He changed his mind again and thought it would be better not to check this stall, because within 500 meters of his house, this store is the only one who does business all night long, and compared to the store, the things here are much cheaper.

It can be said that in the past ten years, half of his life has been continued by this store.

...

After eating and drinking, Fang Simin bought a few bags of biscuits on the way home with the remaining few dollars.

When he returned to the door, Fang Simin, who had mild paranoia of being killed, took out the key and gently pushed the door open, for fear that someone would ambush behind the door. Then, he saw that there was no movement behind the door, so he tiptoed in. Close the door and turned on the light. Fang Simin walked around the big room and confirmed that no one had come in within half an hour before, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, bored, he sat at the computer desk again.

This time he hesitated for only half a minute before turning on the computer.

The verbal reason for starting the machine is very legitimate. He wants to work and write articles to have dinner.

But in fact, this is obviously Internet addiction syndrome.

The music of Windows booting made Fang Simin feel like he had regained his soul. However, when the computer was booting, just when Fang Simin was planning to connect to the Internet, the unknown huge fear forced him to cut off this idea.

"No, it's better not to show up in the past few days..." Fang Simin himself knew that based on the rumors he had made online in the past half month, if Qin Feng really wanted to pursue him, he would definitely catch them right. Under the current situation, pretending to be dead is the best way.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Simin created a new word folder and wanted to write something that could be exchanged for food.

However, over the years, he has become accustomed to going online to "collect materials" and then "process and create" him, but his mind is blank at this time. Without the Internet, he feels that he can't even type half of the punctuation mark.

"Qin Feng, fuck your mother..." Fang Simin pushed all these sins on Qin Feng. He cursed hard and grabbed his scalp. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he hurried to the bathroom and brought a large bundle of children's science books.

There is no way out, and there is something to refer to.

Fang Simin opened a page excitedly, but saw the content he had already memorized. In addition, the bedroom was not as good as the toilet after all, and lacked the objective environment for reading books, so he suddenly lost his passion and motivation. Fang Simin threw this large number of extracurricular reading materials aside and sighed to the sky: "Oh, the country really does not value talents..."

Then he stared at the slightly moldy and yellow ceiling for a long time, sat up and clicked on the empty table.

He doesn't play games very much, so there are no classic stand-alone games on the computer that can kill time.

After thinking for a long time, Fang Simin was idle and finally clicked on a folder that every man had on his computer.

Soon, in this quiet dark night, a sound of primitive passion sounded in Fang Simin's hut.

After half a minute, the sound stopped.

Fang Simin took out three tissues thrifty and slack, put them back, and after a while, he picked up his pants.

"Hu..." He let out a long breath. Somehow, he really wanted to go online to check Su Tang's Weibo.

But after thinking about it, I still think it is not insured.

Just aimlessly, when it was almost 12 o'clock, Fang Simin suddenly discovered a new continent on the C disk.

Minesweeping!

Fang Simin, who was already so idle, almost immediately became addicted to this game.

He first spent an hour, relying on his persistent strategic thinking to try his luck, played low-level mine-sweeping for 3 seconds, breaking the 5-second record he set six years ago.

Then it took another 2 hours to slowly improve his hand speed and try his luck, and played the intermediate mine-sweeping for 41 seconds, breaking the 48-second record set by him 8 years ago.

Finally, he was hungry again, playing from 3:30 in the morning until the sky was bright. Although he did not break the 78-second high-level mine clearance record set 10 years ago, Fang Simin was still very satisfied with unlocking more than 20 advanced mine clearances in one night.

"Ability, this is meticulous logical reasoning and computing ability..." Fang Simin felt quite accomplished.

Seeing that it was bright outside the house, he quickly pulled the curtains up so that the sun could not penetrate.

Then he sat back to the computer, turned off the minesweeping casually, subconsciously connected to the Internet, and opened the web page.

Fang Simin blinked and was stunned again.

Why did you... connect again?

Fang Simin was worried. After hesitating for 3 seconds, she finally couldn't resist the temptation of surfing the Internet. While comforting herself, she had no reason to have something wrong. She was just a middle-aged frustrated man, and while she was trembling, she entered the forum that she often went to on weekdays. But this time, he specially logged out of the account first and went up as a tourist.

The page jumped, and Fang Simin saw today at a glance - no, it should be yesterday's headline.

The above content is that Qinchao Technology officially signed a strategic cooperation agreement with Mango TV.

Fang Simin felt sad again, wishing that Qin Chao Technology would go bankrupt today, but she couldn't help but feel inferior, so she clicked on the post.

The post is not long, there are only three short paragraphs in total.

Fang Simin browsed quickly, and when she read the end, her face turned pale after a moment of browsing.

He couldn't help but tremble all over his body, and he didn't dare to stay online for half a second. He quickly turned off the web page, shut down the computer, unplug the network cable, and unplug the plug. If he hadn't really had no spare money, he would even want to smash the computer.

The heartbeat was much faster than when I saw the article in Qujiang Daily yesterday.

Fang Simin took off her clothes and got into the quilt and shivered. Her mind was full of Qin Feng's report to the case, and maybe the police would come to arrest him soon.

I have to say that sometimes the paranoia of being killed is indeed quite warning.

It’s a pity that Fang Simin has nowhere else to go. He is now reluctant to buy train station tickets...

The huge mental pressure and the whole night all night made Fang Simin, who had been exhausted, quickly fell asleep unknowingly.

The world was peaceful. I don’t know how long it took, but a rushing knock on the door woke Fang Simin up.

"In the middle of the night", Fang Simin's IQ has not yet fully returned to his position. Instead, he did not get up immediately, he asked loudly in anger and angrily: "Who?!"

It was quiet outside the house for two seconds.

Wen Zhonghua's eyes were a little black, but his eyes were very excited.

He held back his laughter and replied loudly: "Community! The community brings warmth!"

When Fang Simin heard the three words "sending warmth", she really thought that the community had come to deliver things. She hurriedly put on her clothes and walked to the door. As soon as the door opened, she reached in with a pair of strong hands.

Wen Zhonghua pressed Fang Simin to the ground, cut his hands back, and quickly handcuffed them.

Then he took out a ball of cloth that had been prepared long ago and stuffed it into his mouth.

Fang Simin whined in panic. The other two people had already run into the house and moved the computer host out in less than half a minute.

Fang Simin saw that the food was robbed and twisted desperately.

Wen Zhonghua slapped him directly in the face and shouted: "Be honest! We are police!"

Fang Simin's whole body was stiff when she heard this.
Chapter completed!