The whole world is waiting for us to break up

The door in front of him slowly opened, the sky outside penetrated, and the figure he was familiar with and respected appeared outside.

Yang Zhiwei was dressed in a straight suit, with a gentle and elegant appearance. His body was eroded by illness. His complexion revealed an abnormal dryness and grayness. His whole body lost all color, but his eyes were still sharp and gentle, and His expression on the podium was the same.

——At that time, Lin Shuicheng went to find him after class. He was seventeen or eighteen years old, had just entered university, and his family had just been destroyed.He asked him questions with his stubbornness; Yang Zhiwei's eyes saw through his eagerness and embarrassment, and also saw the ambition and expectation growing in his eyes.

He asked him directly: "Do you want to follow me to do experiments?"

That was the first bright light before Chu Shihan in all the drowsy and gloomy memories of Lin Shuicheng after his third year of high school.

Lin Shuicheng's eyes turned gray one after another, as if his spirit had been stripped from his body, and all the voices in the world were far away from him.

This is the last door. It is raining heavily outside, and the wind and damp breath blow through the door.

Holding an umbrella, Yang Zhiwei stared at him with gentle eyes that were almost compassionate: "It's not your fault, child, from the moment you were born with the lithium resistance gene, you were destined to be different That one, you are the god we created. You are No. 704. Before you, we did experiments on many infants and young children, but none of them succeeded. After you, we also tried to reproduce more experiments. To study the excellent codes in your genes that can be deciphered, and to cultivate the initial behavior of infants and young children similar to yours, but all we get are fakes. You, only you, are unique, my most perfect work."

Lin Shuicheng couldn't say a word, and after a long time, his voice trembled so badly that he couldn't hear clearly: "Why, teacher, why."

"If you ask why." Yang Zhiwei said softly, "The consequences of General He's establishment of seven divisions for ambition 40 years ago have been out of her control. She founded seven divisions, gathered core personnel in all scientific research fields, and made seven divisions independent of Outside the entire political system of the alliance, she identified the future direction of the alliance's resources, and wanted to break through the ethics of science and technology to achieve the development she wanted-all-round human genetic modification, erasure of geniuses in the true sense, and eradication of diseases. And to achieve She can't do all of this by herself. She needs to find someone who has the same goal as her, and use it as her sword to accomplish all of this. Sooner or later they will threaten national security."

"I was 20 years old at the time, graduated with a Ph.D., and just started research in the field of atoms. She called me, and the weather that day was as beautiful as the day she found you. In the glass greenhouse, she chose me to be this person. "

Yang Zhiwei said softly. "It's a pity that things backfired. General He acted arbitrarily all her life, but not everyone is willing to listen to her words. Compared with meaningless remarks like contributing to the alliance, more people are more willing to listen to the voice of God—and the so-called miracles , It’s just a butterfly effect model I made casually out of boredom, which is very interesting. Later, she realized that she couldn’t control me, and she began to look for the second generation of scientific research spokespersons, and was eager to start with academia. Unfortunately, it didn't work out."

Lin Shuicheng still murmured and repeated: "Why..."

"If you ask me." The smile in Yang Zhiwei's eyes finally disappeared slowly, and he returned to the image of a stern and steady mentor in the laboratory, "Remember what I have to do every time before I let you enter the laboratory. What is one thing?"

At that moment, Lin Shuicheng seemed to go back to the past - half a year ago, but recalling it seemed as long as centuries.

They had exactly the same conversation, in the middle of the night surrounded by the aroma of mint smoke.

He said hoarsely: "... titration. Acid-base... neutralization test. Hydrochloric acid and sodium hydroxide, indicators, phenolphthalein, methyl orange."

"Titration, coordination, redox, precipitation, EDTA...I tell you this is the romance of chemistry. Humans invented indicators when there were almost no microscopic observation methods, and tried their best to reduce the process of molecular collision and combination and Study it, face the uncanny workmanship of the universe with the naked eye, and make every effort to measure the unknown."

"I'm tired of this kind of romance. I'm tired of error and chaos, tired of any incomprehensible. Every time I see you doing titration experiments desperately, there is only a pool of stagnant water in my heart: fate tells me that I will not be able to see the perfect quantum in my lifetime." The birth of computers, the path of technological development being blocked by human beings with ethics—I am tired of it. If I am also looking for my destiny, then it may be my destiny to be born in this era.”

Yang Zhiwei stretched out his hand to him. In the dark and rainy weather, his palm still showed an almost translucent color—it was the self-dissolution of the body.

"After discovering that you were useless, I genetically modified myself to be resistant to lithium, but it failed. So far we have not been able to obtain the optimized DNA library developed in B4, and the gene splicing method that does not cause sequelae, the Fu family I'm so overwhelmed with this project. I'm running out of time."

"But that doesn't stop me — it's a joy to watch other people get entangled in the same fate that I did."

Yang Zhiwei smiled softly, "I can't do a complete butterfly effect, but I can become the creator and control all the tools I want: academia, business, and politics. I just wrote a paper and published it. On a theoretical basis, wealth and talents are constantly being absorbed, the seven places are our warehouses, and the quantum security wall is our treasury... We control everything, so we predict everything.

"All of this was perfect until Shihan called me to ask me about the experimental reaction...until your current lover proposed to carry out quantum strike interference on a global scale, all of which were destroyed, turning our fourteen quantum computers into a pile Scrap iron." Yang Zhiwei's voice cooled down, "I underestimated the Fu family, the only thing General He did right was to be wary of their Fu family."

He asked him, "Shui Cheng, do you have any questions?"

The voice was peaceful and calm, like he confirmed to him with a smile every time in the laboratory: Do you have any questions?

Lin Shuicheng was the youngest student in the laboratory, and the other students were four or five years older than him. Yang Zhiwei himself and other students would speak to him in such a negotiable tone, with quiet connivance and pampering.

Lin Shuicheng asked hoarsely, "Where's Professor Kim Lee?"

"You mean that young man with blue eyes? He is the main person in charge of B4, and he is willing to work for me. He has already told me all the information about B4 he knows. You don't even need to scare him. People like him cherish their lives." Yang The reason for looking at him seems to be a little pity, "What do you expect from an academic scum like him? Your biggest problem is naivety, Shui Cheng."

Lin Shuicheng couldn't think of any other problems - he couldn't utter a word, everything that happened now made him feel absurd and bewildered, as if a knife had cut off his flesh and pierced his heart one by one.

The butterfly he had been chasing suddenly disappeared, because the road ahead was a mirror image.

In this life, how many things can he grasp?

How much more can he ask for from fate?

Yang Zhiwei leaned down and gently pressed an osmotic tranquilizer on his neck: "It's all right, it's all right, Shui Cheng, my good boy, take a good sleep, you still have one last use, sleep Just wake up."

"Just as if these things never happened, think about it, you were born in a happy family in Dongtong City, you have a pair of loving parents, you have a cute younger brother, and you have a grandpa who dotes on you - your grandpa made it Gnocchi soup is the best, remember? Every Saturday afternoon, he would make a can of gnocchi soup and bring it over with your meal for you to have as a supper.”

"Your brother, wait a minute, he was bullied in junior high school, he didn't cry, he ran over to you and beat you back immediately. The speech under the national flag that week was your self-criticism, you thought you never fit in, but The classmates in your class are all proud of you, and they applaud desperately from the bottom."

"Your lover was waiting in front of the door holding flowers. That day he waited eight hours in the winter night and took allergy medicine. When you came out of the room the next day, the cat you named him took The flowers were dragged to the tree, the cherry blossoms were so beautiful, and the sun was very good that day."

So many...beautiful, happy, and sweet past scenes gradually emerged in Lin Shuicheng's mind. He tried desperately to struggle, to reach out and grab, but he couldn't grab anything.

Darkness strikes, and all that's left is the void.

Just like in the dark night owned by the drowning dead, when he read slowly with a book under the lamp, the night wrapped him up, he couldn’t wait for the person who smelled like mint to come back, just like he was sitting in the bus returning home Looking at the scenery in front of him receding quickly, just like the song he learned from his grandfather parrot when he was five years old, fate revealed his end there.

"I have seen everything under the sun as vanity and after the wind."

("Bible · Old Testament · Ecclesiastes")

"Reporting to Deputy Director Fu, the seven teams of the Defense Bureau successfully broke into the second building, and the control information department recovered part of the communication data. Now most of the communication links are disconnected, but we have already contacted the heads of the various branches and assigned them to Wartime emergency planning is carried out in each region; the RANDOM force takes the interior of Star City as the core and spreads out to the surrounding branches, and its influence is gradually weakening. The troops in other places are making full reinforcements. At present, the main obstacles are the clearing of transportation facilities and heavily hit areas. reconstruction."

"Okay, tell Team B to cooperate with me in breaking into the Old Seventh Office in the afternoon and rescue the hostages. Now everyone rests first, it has been hard work these days."

"Yes!"

In the Defense Bureau building, Fu Luoyin watched his subordinates leave the office, then lowered his head, and continued to discuss the battle plan with a few people around him.

In the very beginning, Fu Luoyin rushed to Star City with a large amount of military supplies for reinforcements. The rest of the people relied on the signal station and encryption technology of Fu's military technology to communicate, and the efficiency was not as high as that of large-scale communication operations. , but at least the situation is under control.Except for him, everyone who survived quickly went to work, desperately trying to restore the vitality of the alliance.

As he expected, the large-scale attack of RANDOM in the past few days was the final counterattack. After the weapon control system was blown up, the members of the organization who remained in Star City were close to the end of the road.They were constantly consuming ammunition and reserves, but there was nothing they could do - Fu Luoyin directly issued the decision to "siege the city" on the basis that the materials he brought should be used wisely as much as possible.

Without taking the initiative to attack, and at the same time not revealing his position so that the enemy could attack, he directly cut off and sealed several transportation routes around the old seven defensive bodies.

Like boiling an eagle, he wanted to boil the opponent to death.

For three days and three nights, for a full 72 hours, there was no large amount of food reserves in the old seven bunkers, and people inside could not get out, and people outside could not get in.The incident happened suddenly, RANDOM only created chaos, but did not have enough capital to continue to create chaos, nor could it prepare in advance.

"Deputy Director Fu, the latest information, someone from the old Seventh Office has already tried to leave, indicating that we can negotiate, otherwise the execution of the hostages will be broadcast globally!" After a while, the door of the office was pushed open again, "The message from the front line information!"

"Let me take a look." Fu Luoyin finished the stack of documents.

In the data, there are photos taken by the infrared system and long-distance photos taken by the nano-camera. In the picture, members of the RANDOM organization are pushing a row of hostages. The hostages are uniformly tied up and covered their faces.

The only thing that was certain was that there was no sign of Lin Shuicheng among those people.

In the past few days, many people have exchanged information about what happened to them, and checked the identities and whereabouts of the hostages they know...but none of them mentioned Lin Shuicheng's whereabouts.Only the whereabouts of him and Kim Lee are unclear.

Fu Luoyin's heart sank.

"...Deputy Director Fu?"

Fu Luoyin came back to his senses, his expression regained his composure, and he said in a low voice: "It's nothing, the plan remains the same, just rush in and take the hostages directly. Their purpose may not be pure, first use the negotiation time to stabilize the other party, and carry out the intrusion attack three hours in advance. Lead the team in person. Arrange snipers to remove suspicious movements remotely. They have high-energy radiation fog, and we also have anti-infrared detection equipment, so that the brothers are ready."

"Yes!"

Fu Luoyin has been working day and night for the past two days. He has been collecting information related to Lin Shuicheng, but other than this, he has not done anything more.

It's just that when he was free to eat, Fu Luoyin would take out the badge on his chest to take a look, and gently stroked the face in the photo, wondering what he was thinking.

The deputy stood by, looked at his face, and wanted to say something to comfort him, but finally shut up again.

As night fell, the Alliance Star City military force gradually narrowed the observation circle.

The Old Seventh Place was silent, the lights were dim, and there were almost no signs of people.

"Group C closed the road, and the other six groups entered from the original direction, blowing up the second floor as planned, and rescued the hostages before the domino effect caused the deflagration and collapse of the subsequent floors. Note: Most of the old seven bunkers are underground. At the elevator entrance and various entrances and exits, if there is a frontal conflict, self-protection is the first priority, and the hostages are the second. The task of our team is to destroy the local weapons reserves."

"Yes!"

"Report, ground snipers are in place."

"Received, the action begins!"

Silent chill and anxiety spread in the underground bunker. In the darkness, everyone moved forward silently, but slowly, someone gradually discovered the abnormality.

There was no one in the old seven bunkers—no one alive.

"Team leader, there is a situation. We are in the actuarial room on the second floor." The investigator hurried over to report, and Fu Luoyin followed him upstairs.

As soon as I reached the second floor, a foul smell floated over.The door of the computer room was opened, and the bodies of forty or fifty people were scattered on the ground, intertwined and entangled, stiff and terrifying, and there were no signs of life.The smell of incontinence was baked by the heat in the computer room, making anyone want to vomit after smelling it.

"Unified committed suicide by taking poison. I don't know why." The investigator whispered, "The hostages were collectively stored on the fourth floor. Most of them showed symptoms of emergency anemia, but the other members of the RANDOM organization have already died."

Fu Luoyin held back his nausea and looked around the scene, and then found that the computer in the computer room was turned on, and there was still a faint blue light shining.

He stepped over the dead man on the ground and went to check it out.

In the center of the computer screen, there is a well-modeled butterfly effect model, which is still running.

The starting point of event modeling is the moment when members of the RANDOM organization propose negotiations, and the end point lists infinite possibilities, and the result of each calculation is failure.

Starved to death, besieged and killed by surprise... All possible situations and trends were listed. Fu Luoyin looked at it for a while and found something abnormal-this butterfly effect model software was not the one made by Lin Shuicheng, this one was more Precise and detailed, but I don't know where it came from.

Just when Fu Luoyin was about to leave, a dialog box popped up on the computer, followed by a photo sent to him.

The first time Fu Luoyin saw that photo, he felt his blood suddenly turn cold——

In the photo, Lin Shuicheng had his eyes closed, tied behind his back in a straitjacket in a corner, and his state was unknown.

The dialog then sends a string of text: "Negotiation, yes or no?"

"Take the B4 core and replace it with Lin Shuicheng. Countdown to decision, 5, 4, 3, 2..."

Before the number jumped to "1", Fu Luoyin pressed "Yes" abruptly.

His eyes were fixed on the photo, but soon, the photo disappeared, replaced by new words: "Come to us, only one person. No sending equipment and weapons are allowed. Location ,before your eyes."

Fu Luoyin lowered her eyes and saw that the front of the table was clean, and there was a small note in the center.

He stretched out his hand and gently opened the note.

It was an address, and he had been there two years ago, with a bouquet of lilies of the valley and a black umbrella, to bid farewell to those who shared his face in this world.

Two years ago, Lin Shuicheng in the Jiangnan branch also received the same note with the same address.

It is Chu Shihan's cemetery.