Over the past year and more, Yu Qingdong has gone through countless inspections. What he knows and what he doesn't know is that such a big thing happened this time. He thought that even if he didn't die, he would have to shed a layer of skin, and he was already prepared for fatigue.
Preparations for the bombing, I didn't expect it to be all about this.
An acquaintance, Lao Hu, led him into a small conference room. Only then did he realize that he had returned to Base Zero.
There were three people sitting in the conference room, watching the video of the attack.
This video is much clearer than his own meeting.
At the beginning, the convoy was driving on a viaduct, with both the front and the side, and computer CG restoration and supplementary footage. Every plant and tree along the way, the vehicles passing by, and the people in the vehicles were all clearly restored.
Driving to the attacked section, an explosion occurred. Even the silent scene looked very impactful now. Vehicles, bridge piers, and bridge decks were blown away as if they were weightless. The center of the explosion was where the convoy had just driven.
Controlling the road surface so precisely is obviously not something ordinary people can achieve.
The picture freezes here, and then the playback starts, going back to the first few seconds to the moment when the explosion is about to happen.
Then the camera began to zoom in, zooming in on a business car that was praised by many stars. You can see that the driver who was in the driving seat at 0.01 seconds disappeared after 0.01 seconds. The window glass was processed through analysis
In the reflection, Yu Qingdong also saw how he disappeared.
And of course there is size zero.
"Tell me how you feel at this time!" A gray-haired old man took off his glasses and sighed without looking at Yu Qingdong.
"...No, I don't feel it, I can't tell."
"How does it feel to not be able to tell? Did you foresee the danger? Did Zero do anything special? How did you leave the scene like a living person?"
"I really don't know. I'm in a daze. I feel nothing."
Another middle-aged man with deep nasolabial wrinkles said, "The driver said the same thing. It seems he can't ask anything else."
Finally, a very capable middle-aged woman said, "Then continue reading. Maybe you can think of something?"
The video continued to play, and the computer restoration and supplements and the real shots captured on the scene appeared alternately. Yu Qingdong saw himself in mid-air.
He and the driver were wrapped in something like a bubble, floating weightlessly on both sides of Zero. Zero's eyes glowed with a strange silver light. An even weirder scene came. He ignored the scene of the attack.
He did not pay attention to the residence where the attacker was ambushing him, but instead looked at the surveillance camera hidden somewhere.
So, in this situation, Yu Qingdong's eyes met with No. 0, and his heart stopped for a few beats for a moment.
What kind of look is this.
As if traveling through time and space, Yu Qingdong had a visual exchange of messages with the past Zero.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Yu Qingdong seemed to hear that smiling voice: "Xiao Yu!".
When he woke up, he found that everyone in the room was looking at him strangely.
"What did you see? Tell me!"
Yu Qingdong stared at the frozen picture in stunned silence. There were no silver eyes looking back, no sight exchanges, and No. 0's eyes on the picture were unfocused, with an inhuman indifference and coldness on his face.
"I, I, I saw it wrong."
"Say it quickly!"
"I just...", Yu Qingdong hesitated to describe the "illusion" just now, and he stuttered because he was too excited. If it hadn't been for this occasion, and the people involved were too special, anyone would have just heard it.
Thought it was an illusion.
"Let's do it again...wait a minute, change the place and let the technical team come!"
So the 'interrogation' was moved to another place, and Yu Qingdong's whole body was covered with dense sensors. Looking at the video again, it is impossible to find the feeling he had at that time.
After struggling for more than half an hour, the old fool who brought him here said he didn't have time and asked them to hurry up.
Returning to the 'interrogation room' again, the 'interrogation trio' were all a little frustrated. The gray-haired old man smiled bitterly and said: "I still think what just happened to Flounder is real. Maybe it is. Let's watch Zero
The video of the number has given him some kind of... fantasy feeling in the distance, so he uses this method to remind or warn..."
"It's a pity that you don't write novels." The middle-aged man with tattoos mocked.
"I remember it was mentioned in the introduction to occultism that in the category of occultism, everything has a corresponding symbol and has its own occult attributes, including the ideological level. What we think is nothingness, the history that has already happened
Symbols also exist in some incomprehensible way..."
The gray-haired old man became excited and added, "This symbol can be understood as an IP address. When we repeatedly parse this IP address, our conscious activities will unconsciously emit some kind of 'broadcast', something powerful.
And special symbols can sense these 'broadcasts', so you can detect that someone at a certain time and place is thinking about you?"
"This is the earth, this is reality!" The middle-aged man with nasolabial tattoos knocked on the table and argued.
"Everything involving No. 0 cannot be governed by common sense. Are there still few lessons learned from past experiences?" The gray-haired old man insisted on his opinion.
"Even if our guess is correct, what's the use? Is there any mechanism to prevent this kind of induction?"
"It can at least explain why Zero was able to predict the danger in advance. It wasn't because someone revealed it to him in advance, or it wasn't because there was a hidden line around him that we haven't discovered yet."
The middle-aged man with nasolabial folds pondered for a while and nodded.
The 'interrogation' continues.
The three of them looked at Yu Qingdong with expectant eyes, which made him feel like he had become a guinea pig in an experiment.
There was an explosion, the bridge collapsed, and the convoy suffered heavy casualties. Floating in the air, Zero somehow locked onto the attacker's position, turned around in the air, and looked at a residential building near the viaduct a few hundred meters away.
In the silent scene, a man-portable anti-aircraft missile was launched, dragging its long tail, and turned towards the location of Zero and Yu Qingdong.
Such a tight distance was in front of us almost as soon as the missile took off. Due to the frame rate limit of the capture device, we couldn't see what No. 0 did. First, there was a suspected compression phenomenon in the air around the three people.
A high-pressure air wall appeared, delaying the arrival of the missile. Then a small bright spot appeared in the void, and an arc of electricity shot down from it. The scene was frozen at the moment when the arc hit the missile.
This matches the picture in Yu Qingdong's memory, but it is clearer and more comprehensive.
"I, I don't feel anything!"
The "interrogation" trio were very disappointed, but they did not give up, "Look again, look down!"
Yu Qingdong's memory of what happened next is a little vague. He saw Zero, who was pushed far away by the ballistic shock wave. Not even a hair was messed up. He pointed with his left hand in the direction of the residence, and his mouth seemed to squirm a few times.
Dense light spots appeared in the sky above the houses, first one, and then densely falling arcs, turning the picture into a dazzling glare.
After technical processing, the real picture was restored, and then started to be played frame by frame.
At that time, I was just "confused". Looking at it now, Yu Qingdong feels... indescribable.
Is this a person?
The residential houses and yards were turned into a pile of charred ruins in just a few seconds. Electric fire filled the air, and electric arcs were tangled and wandering around. A few survivors ran out of them in embarrassment with electric arcs.
, the next second, the figure was frozen, and then the indifferent 'shadows' came out of their bodies one by one, floating into the air blankly, and were taken away with a wave of Zero's big hand.
"All 14 people are dead!"
The voice of the middle-aged man with nasolabial tattoos seemed to come from a far away place, "Without the most critical witness, many clues have been broken... This gentleman... reacted too fiercely."
At this time, Yu Qingdong's mind strangely turned to the issue he didn't want to do, and he said blankly: "Kill, kill someone, won't No. 0 be sentenced?"
Everyone's faces looked strange when they heard this. If it weren't for the atmosphere and the occasion, they would have suspected whether he was joking.
This joke is not funny at all, but it still has to be answered.
The middle-aged man with tattoos coughed and said, "This is self-defense."
Yu Qingdong breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good."
The video ended here, and the interrogation trio asked him again how he felt.
Yu Qingdong pointed to the last scene and said, "I had already fainted at this time. What are these shadows? Are they...souls?"
Zero once demonstrated similar... uh, technology to reveal the human soul from the body, and Yu Qingdong subconsciously thought of this aspect.
"It should be...", the gray-haired old man said with twinkling eyes.
"Soul!" Yu Qingdong sighed in his heart, feeling that his worldview was beginning to collapse.
The soul is not just a question of whether it exists or not, but also involves the answer that human beings have been looking for from the moment they began to think about it, that is, life and death.
The end of life is death. Death is inherent in all human beings. It may be as light as a feather or heavier than Mount Tai...
Death is like a lamp going out. He closes his eyes and kicks his legs, leaving a scar as big as a bowl on his head. Eighteen years later he is a good man again...
It turns out that the end of life is not death, but can continue to exist in another way...
I believe that everyone in the room is the same as Yu Qingdong, and has more or less similar complex emotions and feelings.
"there is none left?"
Yu Qingdong shook his head, "No more."
The interrogation trio were very disappointed. Lao Hu, who had brought him here, coughed and said, "Is that how it is?"
The gray-haired old man refused to give up, "I suggest that this comrade be stationed at the base. Maybe we can find him in the future..."
"No, his job is very important," Tiger refused without thinking.
"Is there anything more important than our research?" The gray-haired brain blew his beard and glared.
It seems that this old man did not know that the CEO of the famous umbrella company was perhaps too obsessed with research and unaware of the changes in the world. Yu Qingdong was not interested in staying as a guinea pig for their experiment, and followed Lao Hu to complete the rest of the process like an amnesty.
After the formalities, I took the elevator and returned to the surface. When I saw the sun again the next day, I almost shed tears.
"I thought..."
"Why do you think you'll never see the sun again? Don't think too much, Zero is still waiting for you."
"ah?"
To be honest, after watching the video, Yu Qingdong was no longer sure that he could maintain his state of mind in front of Zero. When he thought of those shadows that were separated from his body, his heart would tremble involuntarily. Staying next to such a person, maybe
There are no secrets in my heart, so you can imagine how great the pressure will be.
But it’s no good if he doesn’t go back. Why is Yu Dazui so special? He can get away with such a big thing simply because he is the boss of the umbrella company?
Even a fool knows it's impossible.
I had no choice but to bite the bullet and get on the helicopter and fly back to Shanghai at noon the next day.
When I came back, I felt that the atmosphere was obviously different. This famous international city, Magic City, had a much different smell than usual because of an explosion. There were many checkpoints in the streets and alleys, and there were many more red sleeve bands on the streets of the community.
Grandpas and aunts, the security checks on subways and buses are much stricter...
But Yu Qingdong didn't have the energy to think about it. When he rushed to the factory, he passed by the scene of the explosion and saw that the blockade had been lifted, the damaged road sections had been cleared, and some damaged vehicles and the bodies of the victims had been properly placed.
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Only then did Yu Qingdong think of the losses to people and property, how he was almost like these victims, and how Zero actually saved his life...
Hatred for the attackers and planners came to my heart, and I wanted to immediately find the mastermind behind the scenes and drag them to the execution ground for target practice.
"24 people died and 107 were injured, including several of my colleagues. 14 people are seriously injured and are still being rescued..." Lao Hu said with a dark and heavy tone, looking in the direction of the scene, "The peace has been peaceful for a long time. Such a bad nature
This thing has not happened for a long, long time."
"Has it been found out?" Yu Qingdong asked.
Lao Hu shook his head and didn't want to talk more. Even if he found out, he wouldn't be allowed to know the truth. It might take more than ten or decades to see it in some declassified file.
When it comes to No. 0, there is no guarantee that we are seeing the entire truth.
"Your task now is to appease Zero and figure out his thoughts..."
"What...his reaction?"
"There is no response, just like nothing happened. This is what we are most worried about."
"Worried that he... will have a bad... misunderstanding about us?"
"I'm worried about this... Anyway, you have to be careful. There is no documentation this time. It's all up to you."
Why, psychological and behavioral prediction models can’t give good solutions?
Thinking of the deflated woman with black-rimmed glasses, Yu Qingdong felt a little happy, but then he thought, maybe she didn't want to take responsibility at such a fatal moment?
wipe!
I am a professional scapegoat.
"Xiao Yu is here? Come, sit down, sit wherever you want, wait until I finish checking their homework!"
All kinds of worries and thoughts disappeared the moment he really saw Bei Gaoyang. Yu Qingdong smiled habitually, agreed crisply as usual, and found a seat to sit down.
In the red building, candles are lit in the living room on the first floor during the day. Ding Jian and other apprentices lined up in a row hand in their homework cautiously and nervously wait for the instructor's tasting.
