Zhou Cheng was also surprised. Just through the words on the photos, he could feel the surprise of his old friend six and a half centuries ago. He briefly browsed the next few pictures and discovered the material and handwriting of the paper on the photos.
The colors were almost the same, and he couldn't help but feel nervous. He clicked on the next picture.
"Date: February 1, 18th year after the Doomsday War
Although the humanoids have shown great kindness, restraint, and dedication in their eighteen years of coexistence with humans, I still have no favorable impression of these invaders from the mirror solar system.
I have always firmly believed that the reason why they showed such a posture is simply because they cannot break the naked singularity deterrent for the time being, and they are afraid of being punished again by the cosmic supervisory mechanism. They have no awe or even sympathy for human beings.
heart of.
What's more, after the turmoil of the past few years, federal law strictly prohibits the search for former relatives and friends who have been confirmed to have humanoid identities.
Therefore, I didn't show any emotion after seeing Zhang Jie, but my heart was already in turmoil. She used to be my colleague and friend, and now I can suddenly understand the reasons for the social unrest in the past few years.
After returning to the Security Department, out of curiosity and inexplicable intuition, I compared photos in the database and finally found Zhang Jie's information. Her current name is Yan Si, and her identity is a humanoid female. The information shows that she
There are 4 children, the oldest is 17 years old and the youngest is 14 years old.
This situation is not uncommon among humanoids. Almost all humanoid women began to reproduce the next generation after the end of the Doomsday War. I read all her information carefully, except because she was my friend.
There is nothing unusual. But looking at her photo and name still makes me sigh."
“Date: February 2, 18th year after the Doomsday War
After a sleepless night, I used my identity as a security officer to go to the factory where Zhang Jie worked under the pretext of investigation. When I saw her alive in front of my eyes, operating the machine and processing fine pieces with concentration.
I had mixed feelings in my heart, but I knew from her dim eyes that the person in front of me was no longer the sharp-minded and extraordinary Zhang Jie I knew. It felt like recognizing my old friend from a distance.
My friend, when I arrived, I realized I had mistaken the person.
When a security officer appeared in the factory workshop, naturally everyone would look at me, including Zhang Jie. But like everyone else, she just raised her eyes and glanced at me before going back to her work.
As I walked out of the workshop with mixed feelings of disappointment and satisfaction, I suddenly heard an "Ouch!" I looked back and saw that the person who made the sound was Zhang Jie. Her hand was injured by the machine, but it didn't look like it was
It's not serious. The worker next to her is helping her treat the wound. It's not strange if she gets distracted and hurts her fingers during work like this.
Just when I was about to turn around and leave, Zhang Jie stared at me. The moment was short, and no one around me noticed it, but I was very sure that she was staring at me.
In that look, I clearly saw the keenness and sharpness that could only belong to Zhang Jie, and the moment her gaze retracted, I read the hope and desolation. Although I left the workshop quietly, I was not prepared to
This ends the investigation."
"Date: February 4, 18th year after the Doomsday War
~Novel app,-app..
After mastering the routine and routine of this humanoid woman named Yan Si, I squatted on the road she must pass to get off work, and she appeared there on time. After I revealed my identity, she was like everyone who was questioned.
He was like a human being and answered all my questions very cooperatively.
During the whole process, I paid careful attention to every look in her eyes and the smallest expression on her face. But like all middle-aged women who are busy raising children and working, she was exhausted but still polite and humble.
I ended the interrogation with some disappointment, and when I was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly gently pulled the corner of my clothes. Looking back, I saw Zhang Jie twitching ferociously, and I saw the familiar look in her twinkling eyes.
luster.
Zhang Jie's convulsions became more and more severe, and she was about to fall down. I quickly supported her, and at this moment she squeezed out two words in my ear through her teeth with great difficulty. I was about to ask
When she said something, she suddenly returned to normal.
She stood up and apologized to me repeatedly, claiming that she was not feeling well and needed to go home and take medicine. The scene just now was also seen by other human beings around her, including co-workers who knew her and a humanoid security officer.
, they all gathered around to care about her condition.
Although Zhang Jie's behavior just now aroused great suspicion in me, I still maintained my rationality. I couldn't draw too much attention from human beings, otherwise the subsequent investigation would be difficult to carry out. I just watched him being helped away by the co-workers.
.
After returning to my residence, I repeatedly pondered the two vague words Zhang Jie said in my ear. Finally, I came up with a horrifying answer. The two words she said were Zhou Da!
This is the pseudonym she and I used when we were searching for clues about Rain Man in the northwest, and it is impossible for a second person to know this name. The Zhang Jie I know is still there!"
Zhou Cheng's head buzzed. The situation described in Cao Rui's notes reminded him of Liu Chaowen when he was controlled by human beings.
"Date: February 5, 18th year after the Doomsday War
I reported the investigation and my speculation to the director of the Security Department. Soon, several more senior officials met with me alone.
From their descriptions, I learned that situations like Zhang Jie's are not unique among humans. The reason may be that the space-time channel that transmits consciousness was urgently closed, causing some humans whose consciousness was invaded to still have residual consciousness.
.However, the specific proportion of the number of people and the degree of residual consciousness cannot be verified.
The current and foreseeable future technological level is powerless to deal with this situation. Not only that, a group of officials, including the director of the Security Department, sternly warned me not to investigate such incidents again and do anything that undermines stable development.
would be considered rebellion under federal law.
Although I can understand that their starting point is to maintain the rare stable situation now, if people know that the consciousness of their loved ones may still remain in humanoid bodies, it will immediately trigger a crisis that can collapse society. But it is still
An order that made me both angry and desperate.
When I returned home, I had a fierce ideological struggle. Just when reason was about to defeat sensibility and make me give up the investigation of Zhang Jie, I found a button in my pocket.
I clearly remember that when I set out this morning, I did not have this thing in my pocket. And this button does not belong to my clothes, so it can only be when I helped Zhang Jie who fell due to convulsions today.
She put it in my pocket.
If someone else had done this, it might not arouse my suspicion. But Zhang Jie was an excellent agent before and she received the most rigorous training. If her consciousness is still there, then she should know what she is facing.
situation.
And the reason why I have to do this desperately is not only to be rescued, but also there may be some important situation to tell me. So I decided not to obey the order and investigate the matter to the end. This is not only for Zhang Jie, but also for Zhang Jie.
Because I have never trusted these invaders from outside time and space."
Although the doors and windows were closed at this time, Zhou Cheng still felt the horror of the chaotic wind. He could now fully understand the confusion, struggle and determination of his old friend back then, because he himself was facing a similar situation.