"Beep...thank you!" The crisp and standardized voice of the robot came out, "beep...thank you!", the sound of punching in one after another for a few seconds made me look up and saw that there was already a clock in front of the company's punching machine.
There were dozens of people waiting in line, "Thank you!" he said again, looking down at his phone, "Why is it that it was only 8 o'clock today and we were already queuing from the time card machine to the elevator? Is there some meeting or activity that I was not notified of?
Or have I automatically blocked these contents?" I muttered in my mind.
I am a new employee who joined the company on March 25th. Of course, I am indeed a newbie to this animal husbandry company. Today is the first working day of the second week. Although I am not familiar with my colleagues in the company, I am very familiar with it.
For me, who has prosopagnosia, I am not familiar with any of the faces of these colleagues. I just punched in and entered the office one by one, and soon it was my turn.
"Beep...please press your finger again..." There was an inexplicable tingling sensation on my index finger. When I looked at the finger that clocked in, I found a wound and bleeding. Was there something hard on the clock machine that cut my finger?
Why was it so bad when I came to the company today? I was already standing all the way on the subway...
"Tip...please press your finger again..." I couldn't hit it again and was punctured again. The people in the queue behind me cast a strange look at me. Being stared at by this kind of look gave me an inexplicable sense of oppression, so I had to retreat.
Go to the side and ask others to clock in, and so on one after another, it will soon be 8:30 work time. Just when I was at a loss, those people who had just lined up to clock in had already entered the office, so I will come again
Try this card punching machine. Maybe fingerprints are not easy to use, so I don’t think it can be punched in now.
"Beep...please press your finger again..." Not only did the card not click this time, but the pain in the finger was unbearable, and he fainted instantly, "It's over, not only was this late, but it also resulted in low blood sugar." The process of fainting felt very long, and I fell on the ground.
I don't know if the pain on the ground is because I fainted and lost consciousness, or if time stopped and I didn't fall to the ground. I just closed my eyes and endured everything.
Suddenly my head hit a hard object, maybe the feeling of falling on the ground was reflected to the brain through nerves, "I finally have consciousness" I thought in my heart, my head was still groggy, I slowly opened my eyes, everything in front of me was
But I was not on the floor of the company, nor in a hospital bed, but on a subway seat. Because I fell asleep, I knocked my head directly against the window. When I was in disbelief, I suddenly heard "Hujialou Station is here. Such as
There are passengers transferring to Line 10, please..." It's over. I almost didn't have time to transfer. It turned out that I just fell asleep in my seat and had a dream, but this dream was very real. It was so real that my index finger was numb with pain. If it wasn't
Because there was no bleeding or wounds, I really thought it was real.
I leave the house at 7 o'clock every day and arrive at the company around 8:15 a.m., so I have plenty of time. I can get water and have breakfast before work. Already standing in front of the clock-in machine, I wanted to stretch out my index finger to clock in, but I was still blocked by the time just now.
I was troubled by the dream, as if this punch-in machine was really irritating, as if I couldn't punch in no matter how hard I tried. I just watched the time on the clock-in machine go by minute by second, and realized that if I didn't punch in again, I would be in trouble.
I will be completely late. This cannot happen to me who has just joined the job and is still in the probation period, because the attendance record will also be included in the assessment.
Finally, I stretched out my right index finger, and while looking at the place where I had been stabbed, I pressed it towards the fingerprint recognition area of the time card machine. At the same time, when I was about to touch the fingerprint recognition area of the time card machine, my body suddenly
I broke out in a cold sweat and felt like I wanted to vomit but couldn't.
"I say, if you want to seek death, hurry up, take your time, and hesitate. This is not the behavior a boy should have!" This sound should have been heard through the ears, but the place where it came from was mine.
In the mouth.
"What's going on? I'm so young. I don't want to die. I won't be schizophrenic." Just when I was thinking of this, the voice appeared again, "I am in your body. I am an independent individual, not your clone."
." After saying that, a human-like shadow appeared in front of me.
"I didn't expect you to be on time. Don't worry. You and I are in another space now. Don't worry about you being late, because I control the time." This human-like shadow gradually became clear from transparency, although this person
I don’t recognize it, but I seem to have heard the voice somewhere...
"Ah! You are an ugly thing." This sentence blurted out. At the same time, the figure became clear, but it was not the "ugly thing" seen in the dream before, but a handsome person with a pointed chin, pointed ears.
Except for the red lips, the man's fair skin has no color at all.
"Don't be ugly, that's what you call ugly. The last time we met, it was another form of mine. It appeared to give you a health check and to stay in your body." The man sighed.
He continued, "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Croclo Edward. You can just call me Edward. What you see now is my true form."
Looking at the person in front of me, it was really hard to relate to that "ugly thing" and asked, "So what's going on now?" I pretended to be calm and composed, but I was already sweating coldly.
"After the last physical examination for you, you did what you vowed to do. This is your first day at work, so I need to tell you about the situation to prevent the abrupt behavior like just now from happening again."
Edward covered his eyes with his tattooed left hand and kept shaking his head, "This punch card machine is not a clock card machine that recognizes fingerprints, but a card machine that recognizes blood. It was developed by the older generation of cadres in the family.
In order to avoid malicious sneaking in by people who are not members of the family, if ordinary people enter by mistake and prick their fingers and still cannot identify it, they will not try again hastily. If they try more than three times, they will be pricked through the time it exceeds.
Poison was injected directly into the wound, which was set up to protect our family."
I directly interrupted, "Don't always talk about our family, it's your family. This should have nothing to do with me. I just go to my class and you protect your family." After that, I was about to turn around and found that there were people around me.
Everything was dark, and the time on the clock clock still stood at 8:29.
"Have you forgotten? That day you swore "loyalty to the Rimmer family to the death." "That's why I stayed in your body, in order to be able to keep track of your physical condition and protect you before you officially become a family leader.
Being mutilated." "" Edward raised his head, glanced at the ceiling and continued, "If I hadn't stopped you just now, you would have been poisoned!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I unconsciously raised my head and glanced at the ceiling. "You're kidding. I'm going to work in the company, and I didn't come so far to go to one of your damn families." A thump...dump... sound came from the ceiling, "Okay.
Okay, now that you have said it, your ability can put us in another space, and time is controlled by you, but why is there a sound on the ceiling, and since I am a person who will become a family leader, how could I be poisoned by the clock-in machine designed by the family?
?”
"Before your blood sample is officially collected, there will be such a risk. The family headquarters will use blood identification, issue an identification card and corresponding privileges. I just said that you will be protected by me before you officially become a family cadre. If
You have no ability to be recognized, and I may assassinate you while I'm boarding. This is my function. As for the sound from the ceiling..." Before he finished speaking, the ceiling collapsed instantly, and two people wearing white clothes and with thick hair appeared.
The grizzled man had red lips as if he had eaten a dead mouse. Before either of us could speak, two men began to struggle with Edward.
I turned around and ran towards the elevator, wanting to escape from this outrageous situation. Just when the elevator door was about to close, I couldn't move at all. The elevator door stopped when it was three-quarters closed, and I could only listen.
The sounds of scuffles outside, the sound of wind blowing through the elevator door, the feeling of coldness all over my body... getting colder... getting colder... colder... colder...
"Fifth son, you think you can run away. Killing you before you enter the Rimmer family is the best choice. We don't need to unite with other families to deal with you. I can do it alone." It was too late and then it was fast.
, a skeletal right hand strangled my neck, and the other mechanical hand held down my shoulder. Although the person who appeared behind me could not see his face, these two hands alone were enough to scare the opponent.
At this moment, it is not that time has stopped, but that this person is extremely fast, just a ten thousandth of a second, and there is no time to react. He appears behind me, so that the elevator door stops is an illusion. He is controlled by such strange hands.
I was so frightened that I was covered in cold sweat, not to mention the skin that had been touched. Both the bone hand and the mechanical hand were very cold and sharp. If I moved a finger randomly, it would be inserted into my body.
"I don't want you to be a person who doesn't even know who died at the hands of someone. I am Adolf Fenel, a leader of the Novel family in the Secret Alliance who is burdened with an ancient curse. My mission is to get rid of anyone who is hostile to the alliance.
And any factors that are detrimental to the family." I really don't like to hear this, not to mention whether I understand it or not. Such a waste of time is not suitable for me. I want to kill him or cut him into pieces. Of course I don't want to die.
Even if I think so, my fate is no longer under my control. Finnell continued, "I don't plan to say anything else to you, and I don't plan to take you back to the alliance to deal with it, and execute you on the spot."
Just take the body back, so as not to have long nights and dreams." After saying that, the cold hands began to move, and my neck no longer felt cold, but warm. I think what I felt was the blood flowing out of the arteries.
, is no longer flowing in the body, but outside the body, warming the cold body. (To be continued)