After returning to Xunfu Garden, Su Lun and Xiao Kereng were already sitting in the living room on the first floor waiting for me. The fire was blazing in the fireplace and it was warm.
"Brother Feng, where is Xiaoyan? What did he say?" She couldn't help but feel a little strange when she saw that I didn't catch up with Xiaoyan. Because my martial arts, light kung fu, was much better than Xiaoyan's, and I also had the help of a pistol.
, it is impossible to return empty-handed.
I sat down close to the fireplace, and Xiao Kereng immediately thoughtfully served me a cup of steaming rosehip tea.
"He has entered the Well of Psychics again. Xinzi is still alive, so don't worry. According to Xiaoyan, he is preparing for an extraordinary space voyage, and the results will be available soon." I told Xiaoyan.
The meeting process can be briefly summarized in the above sentences. In fact, in my own mind, I didn’t fully understand what he wanted to do.
"Is there an alien spacecraft hidden in the underwater world?" Xiao Kereng expressed his doubts.
"At least - it will be like this." Su Lun and I answered almost at the same time, which was the best performance of understanding each other.
I tried to speculate this way: "Xiaoyan opened the door to the tomb of the seabed gods, and then discovered and was able to launch the spacecraft hidden deep inside. With his intelligence, he could crack codes, control programs and master high-tech electronic synthesis tools.
He is the best at it, so his self-confidence has gone through a stage of rapid self-expansion. He is just a child who has not grown up. He does not know the heights of the world and thinks he can control everything——"
Because of this, the incident will soon get out of control, and a urchin with huge energy will have an immeasurable impact on the world. He can do good or evil with just a smile or an anger.
"Mr. Feng, is there any way you can stop this? Xiaoyan has repeatedly said that you are his idol. I always thought that as long as you took action, you would definitely be able to stop him. If you hadn't been so worried about Sister Su Lun's disappearance,
I would have told you everything that happened here."
Xiao Kereng's attitude was very sincere, which moved me even more, but I was still not sure whether I could do this.
"Unless you enter the submarine, eliminate all hidden dangers, and take away Xiaoyan, Xinzi, and some other people who may exist. It is still unclear what role the 'Wrath of the Sun God' played in this. As long as this gem appears, it will take away
It must be a disaster rather than a blessing. God knows how many people in the underworld are waiting for it to appear!"
All the way back, I was thinking about this. The underwater world is mysterious and unpredictable, and I was worried that I would not always have good luck. If I was lucky enough to escape from the glass box last time, the result might not be the same next time.
When I went to the bathroom, I unexpectedly thought of the mirror that Situ Qiushi and the others had traveled through, and I felt confused: "Now that I am here, who will be on the opposite side of the mirror?"
That feeling is like sitting in a cafe on the corner of the street. Although there is a layer of glass to block out the noise of the city, it is completely transparent and has no sense of security. Maybe someday, I will feel like that again.
Like Guan Baoling, he disappeared from the mirror and became a lost person in the mirror world. However, when I opened the door, I found that the mirror above the washstand had long since disappeared, leaving only the bare wall.
"What's going on?" I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and a little sad in my heart.
Being able to travel through the mirror is an extreme adventure that challenges oneself. Just because I don’t want to do it now does not mean that I will never want to do it in the future. If I could be like a tiger, it would be a strange and exciting adventure from the Tang Dynasty to the present, or from now to the Tang Dynasty.
experience.
After returning from the bathroom, Xiao Kereng didn't wait for me to speak, and already explained in a low voice: "Xiaoyan took away all the small things in the villa that seemed to have some meaning, everything except dismantling the main building a second time.
Kailai. If the bronze warrior statue on the second floor wasn't too heavy, it would have disappeared long ago. But now, although he didn't take it away, he broke it into pieces, and it no longer has the value of being placed in the living room.
Already."
There was no anger in my heart, only a wry smile that shook my head, as if facing a child's ignorant nonsense: "What is he doing with these things?"
"He said that these things collected by Hero Yang Tian and Mr. Scalpel with great pains are all original items belonging to the Tomb of the Undersea God. Therefore, he wants to take the items and return them to their original owners. This is a big deal.
The true nature of a knight." At the end of the sentence, Xiao Kereng couldn't help laughing.
The three of us' feelings for Xiaoyan are tantamount to a disguised form of "spoiling" and we let her run wild.
"Thank you for your love and care for Xiaoyan, especially Mr. Feng. I know that you could have taken tough measures to keep Xiaoyan tonight, but you didn't and were always merciful. In fact, when he talked to Xiaoyan on the phone before, he said
Countless times in the future, I will follow your example and become a super talent who is of great use to the world. As someone who is invincible in the hacker world, being able to say such words is the limit of admiration for a certain person. In my memory,
He has never bowed his head to anyone, so if you want to dissuade him from turning back, only Mr. Feng can do it."
Yan Xun's voice suddenly sounded, right next to Su Lun, sweet and round, neither slow nor slow.
I looked back and saw that there were only Su Lun and Xiao Kereng in the living room, and there would never be a third person. At this moment, the dazzling white light from the crystal chandelier illuminated every corner of the room. I was sure that she was not here, but through
Some kind of device produces sound.
"Miss Yan, are you okay?" I answered immediately.
She smiled: "I'm fine, thank you for your concern. Although the weather in Hokkaido is cold, the air is fresh enough. I haven't breathed such pure air freely for a long time, and I can reunite with my good friends. How can I not be in a good mood?"
?”
No one turned on their mobile phones, and no one picked up the receiver of the landline phone in the living room. So, where did Yan Xun's voice come from? I determined that the source of the sound was next to Su Lun, but there was only a TV set on the sofa next to her.
Open black laptop.
"Miss Yan, where are you?" I asked tentatively. From the strange expressions on the faces of Su Lun and Xiao Kereng, I realized that this matter must be a little weird.
"I'm in the computer, Su Lun, don't hide it from Mr. Feng anymore, tell him the truth." Yan Xun's voice was slightly low, but it was definitely not mixed with any sadness.
Su Lun stood up, pondered for a moment, and smiled apologetically at me: "Brother Feng, forgive me for not telling the truth. Yan Xun is actually just a voice with a soul. She is in this computer, using high-efficiency uranium energy.
As a source of power, her existence is completely dependent on the computer. As long as the computer crashes or loses power, she will disappear forever. This is why I don't agree with her leaving the Pentagon."
I was really surprised, but it didn't show on my face. The concept of "computer man" has long been published in the French science fiction magazine "Prospect", which is nothing more than adding artificial intelligence to a computer to create a system that interacts smoothly with human beings.
A machine for communication. However, in many experimental products, the computer's IQ is only equivalent to that of a three-year-old child, and it can only survive within the limits allowed by the program, and is unable to learn and grow on its own.
If American technology can create "computer people" like Yan Xun, then their artificial intelligence technology may exceed that of their European counterparts by 10,000 times.
"Mr. Feng, I know what you are thinking. I am a voice, but I am not a so-called 'computer man'. These are two completely different concepts. You must have heard of the most famous multi-faceted spy during the Cold War, 'Silicon Valley Dance'
'Well, that's the first disciple I took after entering the espionage industry. In fact, in any kind of intelligence industry, there will be no distinction based on age and status. 'Silicon Valley Dance' is twelve years older than me, but
Her understanding is only 30% of mine. If it hadn’t been for the plane collision during the pursuit by the KGB of the former Soviet Union, I would have been able to withdraw from the world long ago..."
I listened quietly. "Silicon Valley Dance" is known as the "star on which the sun never sets" in the espionage world. It is said that her mentor is a young girl who is extremely beautiful, as cold and arrogant as a fairy, and does not eat the fireworks of the world.
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Yan Xun suddenly smiled: "It's an old story, there's no point in mentioning it. Now, I have some latest information from 'Area 51' to bring to you, about the 'Mars Probe' a few years ago."
The computer screen opened outwards. I walked over and immediately saw the famous "Martian Face" pattern on the screen.
"As we all know, the United States' last mission to explore Mars failed. The Mars rover finally ran out of power and lost contact. This was publicly disclosed by the press, but the actual situation is completely different. Until now, the Mars rover has been in action.
, and continues to send back the captured ground pictures, which currently number more than 90,000."
The screen changed and played in the form of a slide show. All the photos showed a deep ocher red color, very similar to desert scenes on Earth.
"Martians absolutely exist. Their core residence is in the direction of the left ear of the face image. There are at least more than 400 pictures about Martians. For this, we have to admire the outstanding work of American aerospace scientists.
We are so smart that we can install a Zeiss lens with a 500-fold magnification function on a miniature camera that is the size of twenty grains of rice, allowing us to get these precious close-up pictures. Look, those are 100% similar to humans.
Species over seventy are Martians. According to scientists’ research reports, this should be a military base——"
I once again saw a photo of a Martian, no, it should be a photo of a "Phantom Demon". The appearance is very similar to that of the Earthlings, except that there are four more arms on the back. The background of the picture is a huge castle in the desert.
, you can see layers of walls. At the core of the castle, in a place that can be called the "apron", there are hundreds of silver spacecraft standing upright.
"Brother Feng, the Martian spacecraft is exactly the same as the one in the underground world!" Su Lun shouted.
Indeed, we did see that kind of thing during the battle with the Phantom Demon, but it was frozen and cracked by the ice and completely sealed under the mountain.
"Ms. Yan, I hope to hear the core content as soon as possible." I smiled at the computer screen, maybe Yan Xun could see me.
"Okay, I'd better read a brief investigation report. Dean, the chief administrator of Region 51, reported that hundreds of pictures obtained by the rover were about a type of placard, and the computer system cracked the Martian language.
The translation of those slogans is 'countdown to the destruction of the earth.' And the system has received the transmission signal from the Martians. They are constantly sending out a high-frequency radio wave to communicate with the same-frequency radio wave at a certain point on the earth. These radio waves
It was intercepted and recompiled, and turned into a battle report that shocked the people on earth. Soon, the Martians in space will be guided by the earth's navigators and begin their killing journey to destroy the earth."
She read very quickly, but her voice was very clear, and all three of us understood the words.
"Is the point on the earth that emits radio waves the northernmost point of Hokkaido?" I was the first to ask. In fact, the situation is already very clear. If Xiaoyan activates the aircraft in the Undersea God's Tomb, there must be some kind of automatic contact method.
Start up and connect with the spacecraft's mother body.
There is no doubt about the aggressiveness of Martians, but Xiaoyan's curiosity brought huge disaster to the earth.
"Yes, the vertical position is just below the Tower of the Dead at Hokkaido's Hokkaido Temple. These information are being transmitted to the Pentagon, and I intercepted a copy through special channels. At the same time, the top commander of Region 51 has made a decision based on
The best advice for my responsibilities - 'Submit the President's instructions as quickly as possible to destroy the radio wave transmitting points on the earth so that the Martians lose their response partners. Preliminary estimates indicate that it only takes four seconds to launch a long-range missile from a military base stationed in South Korea.
With just a few minutes, we can completely eliminate the protruding angle of Fenggeji Temple that extends into the sea, and separate the continental shelf below the ground into rubble on the sea floor. "Mr. Feng, I am more anxious than you, because of our situation.
It's very bad. According to the normal process, it only takes a week to complete the investigation, review, instructions, orders, and preparations for firing. We only have six days to solve the problem, otherwise we have no choice but to leave here."
The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became tense. Americans' vigorous and resolute way of acting has long been recognized by the world during the Middle East war. As long as the president orders it, it will be carried out thoroughly even if the sky falls.
The photos are still changing, and the "Martian face" is constantly displayed in front of us from various angles, full of an unprecedented weirdness and evil.
Fortunately, the Americans blocked this explosive news, otherwise people around the world would have spread rumors and spread rumors, causing a panic disaster in an instant.
I remember that U.S. President Truman once asserted that it was accidental that Star Wars did not start, but it was inevitable that it would start. This sentence is regarded as a classic by aerospace scientists around the world, and it is still applicable today.
"Mr. Feng, after listening to this, what do you think?" Yan Xun asked politely.
I answered without thinking: "Of course I will try my best to prevent Xiaoyan from launching the spacecraft."
This sentence is easy to say, but very difficult to do. If Xiaoyan is a person who has nothing to do with us and does not care about his life or death, of course it will be easier to implement.
"Mr. Feng, I just want to seize the last hope, so I took the risk to come to Hokkaido. Xiaoyan is my younger brother. In order to save him, even if I die, it will not be a problem. So, please three of you,
You must—" She couldn't continue, and her voice stopped suddenly.
Blood is thicker than water, and family ties are determined by fate. All four of us can probably understand the meaning of these eight words.
"Don't worry, we will do our best." I simply replied, but a heavy burden immediately fell on my shoulders. After all, I had no idea how to stop Xiaoyan.
Su Lun and Xiao Kereng sat there until dawn, neither saying a few words. Only the pictures on the computer screen tirelessly flipped through one after another, just like Yan Xun's depressed and restless mood.
The golden morning sun was already shining outside the door, so I got up and walked out, hoping to use the deserted dawn to calm down my swollen head.
Xiao Lai was wandering back and forth under the steps. When he saw me opening the door, he immediately came up to greet me: "Good morning, Mr. Feng, I just received a call from Mr. Sun Long that the Sharpshooter Association sent fifteen capable brothers over, led by my adoptive father.
Master Guan will lead the team at your disposal. If there is anything you need me to do, please feel free to give me your orders."
Compared with when we parted a month ago, his self-confidence has greatly improved, and I noticed that all the people currently stationed at Xunfu Garden followed him respectfully.
"Xiao Lai, have you been promoted? Remember last time you said that Mr. Sun Long wants you to be the leader of the Japanese branch?" I asked with a smile, and I could guess a lot.
"Yes, Mr. Wang Jiangnan has left to open a new branch in Africa. At present, I am responsible for all affairs in Japan. Please give me more advice, Mr. Feng." His answer was modest and decent, which was in contrast to his previous impetuousness.
A sharp contrast. This reminds me of Xiaoyan, who never grows up. If this guy doesn't cause trouble from time to time,