dramatic death

When Tong Shuyao said this, Yin Tong had just started making the third cup of black tea.

The boiling water passed over the spout and submerged the hanging tea bag, leaving an attractive red mark on the milky white cup wall.Yin Tong lowered his eyes and watched the turbid night in the cup rise gradually, and heard Dr. Tong on the opposite side of the bar muttering rather jokingly: "Let me see if the thief is with you."

--thief?

—What thief?

Yintong blinked blankly, feeling that Tong Shuyao's words seemed to have other meanings. On the surface, it seemed that he was trying to figure out the reason for the sudden power outage last night, but secretly, he was reminding him that someone was already eyeing him. "thing".

He replied casually: "Doctor Tong is joking." Then he saw Tong Shuyao touching his chin and shaking his head, his squinting posture, as if he was about to ascend to the top.

"I figured it out, that little villain who stole must have come to your store," Tong Shuyao said, "Look at your surveillance cameras, look at the secret whistle around you, you said you don't have anything in this store Who would believe it. If I want a thief, I will definitely visit you first; if I am a policeman, I don’t care if you are guilty or not, I will arrest you and interrogate you, and if you fail, you will be able to investigate some shocking crimes.”

Yin Tong stopped pouring water, vaguely felt that he seemed to hear something extraordinary.He looked up at Tong Shuyao, and stared at his sleepy eyes with a dry smile.He said: "Doctor Tong, you have wronged me. My small business has always been law-abiding. How can I have anything valuable?"

Tong Shuyao also laughed, and said: "Comrade Xiaoyin is afraid that he is a fan of the authorities. You think his arsenic is my honey, and you think it is worthless. Maybe I will fall in love with it?"

"You have to know that thieves don't pluck their hair. Instead of worrying about other people's aesthetics, you should worry more about your own small coffers. Don't be inattentive and be plundered by others."

The city monitors flying all over the sky "heard" the key words, and landed unsteadily on the glass by the bar, and quietly lowered their slender wings.Tong Shuyao sat across the bar counter, he only wore a round neck sweater over his shirt, his nose turned red from the cold at the moment, but his eyes were always bright like stars.

He seemed to want to say something, but it seemed that he could only stop here.Boss Yin turned around and opened the closed cupboard, lowered his head and tried his best to suppress the wry smile on his lips, his fingertips resting on the handle kept trembling, like a teenager who secretly passed the answers in the examination room.

He actually understood what Tong Shuyao was talking about, and even vaguely guessed what role Dr. Tong played in this competition.

The bad nightmare a few hours ago brought not only the cold wind in the morning, but also enough free time for Yintong to clear his mind.At that time, he had just finished reading the last diary, and the moment he turned over the paper, dots of ink came into his eyes.

This is not the first time he had the idea of ​​"sorting out clues", but it was the first time he encountered a "blackout" when opening the terminal.

Bright red light sand danced on his wrist, like a broken fountain.Holding the letter in his hand, Yin Tong suddenly had a strange idea. He was sitting in the corner of the bed, looking up at the faint sky outside the window. The soft sunlight passed through the clouds and caressed the cold window sill, just like the whole world They are all waking up from their deep sleep.

His pupils danced with the bright yellow of the morning light, and his fingertips received the warm soft sun.He suddenly began to wonder whether he had really "woke up" during the three years since he "woke up" from the medical cabin in the garbage dump.

——Is what I see really something that exists in this world?

——If the "things" in front of me have never been "filtered", why have I never seen such a thing as a "pen"?

Yin Tong couldn't help standing up, the dizziness brought by the low blood pressure was like a blow to the head, which made him dizzy, dizzy and breathing suddenly stopped.He searched every corner of the room and opened countless dusty drawers. He couldn't find anything related to paper and pen, nor could he find any hints about writing.

He suddenly felt chills all over his body, and the experience of the past three years was laid out before his eyes like a scroll.He suddenly realized that if it weren't for these letters, if it weren't for this sudden power outage, he might never have the idea of ​​writing, never give up using the mobile terminal.

——This is an era supported by the Internet.

His life was restarted three years ago, and he was immersed in the high-tech of modern society. If someone can control his terminal and the information he receives every day, wouldn't someone have been controlling his fate from the very beginning?

The exposure effect can change a person's preferences to a certain extent. Deliberate information placement can determine his daily thoughts and emotions, and even subtly correct his thoughts during his initial "learning" process.

——Then "Yintong" is just a pet kept in the little garden.

As Chen Yan said, everything experienced by the "potential criminals" living in the White Tower was planned by the monitors, and the thinking patterns they produced were as if processed by an assembly line. All self-awareness have all been erased.

——By the way, it was written in that diary that Chen Yan is also a member of the Academy of Sciences.

Yin Tong stood in the middle of the room and suddenly laughed out loud. He felt that he did not obviously live in the "White Tower", but he was more like a prisoner in the "White Tower" than anyone else.

He stepped on the floor with bare feet, looking down at his frozen red toes.The torn letters were scattered all over the floor, and the messy ink stains were like tiny nematodes, crawling up his stiff ankle along the cold ground.

He suddenly had a weird idea.

If he is really resistant to the high-tech of mobile terminals from the very beginning, like the instructor in this letter, will the "monitor" who controls his life take other methods, from Another angle to control his life?

Such as the medicine poured into his body, such as those overwhelming hallucinations, such as the ubiquitous vision he once felt, such as his dead family care.

Yin Tong bent down and picked up the letter on the ground with trembling fingers.

He thought that the "monitor" would definitely not give up such a useful thing as a mobile terminal, so what is the mobile terminal on his wrist now?

He thought that maybe Christie was also playing the role of a monitor, maybe the call between him and An Qi last night had traces of the existence of a "monitor".

Or.

——"Monitors"?

……

The aroma of milk tea overflowed from the cup, Yin Tong knocked two big spoonfuls of pudding into it, inserted a straw, and pushed it in front of Tong Shuyao.

"Why, bribe me."

Doctor Tong Yong was in a good mood, his big eyes filled with interest.Looking at his smiling face, Yin Tong suddenly felt a feeling of "it's true". While packing up the tea set, he took out a piece of tissue paper from under the bar.

"Yo," Tong Shuyao said "tsk" twice, "this thing is precious, you won't really take away the little heart in our city, right?"

Yin Tong gave a short laugh, pulled over the stool, and sat down across the bar opposite Tong Yongyi.

He held up the piece of paper in his hand and flipped it back and forth, as if showing a product to someone.

"See clearly?" Yin Tong asked.

"See clearly." Tong Shuyao smiled and rolled his eyes.

Yin Tong asked the monitors behind Tong Shuyao who were watching, and Tong Yongyi answered from the perspective of the surveillance records.The two chatted and laughed back and forth, and blatantly exchanged codes under everyone's surveillance.

Yin Tong didn't know what Tong Shuyao was thinking, anyway he thought it was absurd.He even once felt that Tong Yongyi should have had a name in that school, otherwise he would not have dared to play Infernal Affairs so blatantly.

--Who is he?

—What does he have to do with me?

Yintong put the tissue paper in his hand on the table.

It was a torn envelope.

His name was still written on the front of the envelope, and the inscription was still in those big characters with a lot of background - "Yin Tong Received", but the back was blank, just like Yin Tong's memory when he just woke up.

He dipped some chocolate sauce with a cake fork, and jokingly tapped some on the paper: "Aren't you busy in the yard, let you be so idle?" ——Is the Academy of Sciences busy with some big projects recently?

Tong Shuyao smiled and nodded: "Busy, those old perverts on the opposite side are always robbing us for projects. They are all over 100 pounds, and they are not mature." ——Yes, and there are competitors.

Yin Tong: "Then you're still here with me?" —— Didn't arrange a task for you?

"I'm not busy, I was originally sent out to run errands." ——Arranged, to test you.

Yin Tong nodded, oh, it seems that this kid was indeed sent by the Academy of Sciences to investigate.

But this is strange, according to the surveillance video specially left by An Qi, the group of high IQ talents in the Academy of Sciences has not been monitoring him for a day or two, why send Tong Shuyao to scare the snake at this time?

"Don't mention it," Dr. Tong pouted, "The primary school girl who was in charge of running errands fell out with us. Last night, she tearfully accused us of plucking wild goose. She couldn't come this morning after asking for leave."

——Apparently, it was because of Christie's rebellion.

Yin Tong sounded a little funny, even watching Tong Shuyao's action of sucking pudding became cute.He propped his head up and watched the young doctor across the bar with his cheeks puffed up like a hamster. He couldn't help but poked him with a fork, sticking the chocolate sauce all over his face.

Tong Yongyi wiped it with his fingers, and licked it twice happily, and praised repeatedly: "It's so sweet."

"Then what do you do?" Boss Yin shook his fork, "You get what you pay for, these things are my source of survival." ——I have no way to protect myself, you see now That's all.

Tong Shuyao also laughed with the straw in his mouth, chewing the pudding in the cup while muttering vaguely: "Then it's over, I will eat up your source of survival." - It's okay, I'm here.

"I have to be quick-witted, otherwise I might be preempted by someone." ——There is An Qi behind, why are you panicking.

The smile on the corner of Yin Tong's lips sank for a moment.He didn't seem to understand the meaning of Tong Shuyao's words, and replied jokingly: "Such a sweet thing, you are the only one who thinks about it all day long. Don't blame me for not reminding you, excessive sugar intake, your boss I will force you to run laps with the teacher in your arms.”——so why do you want to protect me?

Tong Shuyao's eyes widened with an unbelievable expression. He touched his smooth chin with one hand, as if he could grow a big beard, and pointed at Yin Tong tremblingly with the other hand, "You" for a long while , suddenly let out a heavy sigh.

"Young people don't understand, you young people don't understand," Dr. Tong shook his head with a sad expression.

He said: "When people are old, they will always think about those things that they can't ask for."

"The more you can't ask for it, the more you can't let it go."

"Heart and heart, tossing and turning, deliberate, talking sweetly and sharply."

"Only when you are buried with you can you feel at ease."