Gu Tie approached Terry, took off his top hat and threw it aside. He sat down on a box of magic props. "I also like 'The World' very much. It's just that I have been involved in worldly affairs recently. I haven't gone back to see it for a long time."
The clown turned around and looked at him. He stretched out his right hand. He held an orange soda in each hand. "Do you want a soda? Eva always gives me a bottle of orange soda before going on stage. This time, I have two bottles. "
"Who would say no to soda?" The Chinese reached out and took the glass bottle. He opened the bottle cap with his teeth and took two sips. The Mongolian specialty "Grassland" brand soda tasted like oranges with a lot of sugar and carbonated water. Pink. It brought back some memories of my childhood.
"You're right." The clown took a sip of the soda. Then he raised his head and looked at the incandescent light bulb. The light bulb was slightly blackened after being used for an unknown period of time. The light emitted by the red-hot tungsten filament flickered a little. "We are very similar. From the first day I thought so when we first met. But sometimes, you know, my memories and feelings are a little unreal. I don’t know how to deal with the impact of information from reality." He pointed at himself with a finger wearing a funny large white glove. 's temple.
Gu Tie secretly examined the soda bottle in his hand. Terry was a little too normal at this time. Normal to the point of being abnormal. The best explanation is that to help the clown perform, Eva added sedatives to the soda. He added Putting the bottle aside, he moved his body and tried to sit more comfortably. The carved patterns on the wooden box made his butt feel a little uncomfortable. "Tell me about yourself. You know me very well, but I know almost nothing about you. I I remember you said you were from a small town in Estonia called... Kuressaare, right?"
The clown nodded: "Yes. You have a good memory. Kuressaare is the most beautiful bay city in the world. I am twenty-nine years old. Before leaving Estonia, I had never set foot outside Kuressaare. Since outside There is no better scenery. Why are you running around? You say so, Mr. Gu Tie."
"We are the same age." The Chinese made a gesture of equality. "I like running around. Maybe it's because the concept of 'home' is not clear to me. Although I always regard myself as Chinese. But There is no foreign homeless person like me in the database of the Ministry of Civil Affairs of China... I guess you left Estonia because of the Red Owl Brotherhood."
Terry's body trembled imperceptibly. But this time the clown did not hide back in the protective shell of the virtual world. For a long time, he replied: "Yes. The ghost's right hand rescued me from the Brotherhood's Temple of Thorns Cross." But my parents, brothers and fiancée will always rest in that turquoise bay."
This sentence did not surprise Gu Tie. The Chinese sighed slightly: "The important thing is that you are still alive. And you want to live a better life in their place. You, like me, are the 'candidates' for the ghost's right hand." One. Right."
"Yes." After the clown answered, he fell into a brief silence. A small flying insect flew around the incandescent lamp, constantly hitting the tin lampshade, making a banging sound. The applause from the front became more and more enthusiastic. It should be that Eva's performance has reached the most essential stage. "I'm going to get ready to go on stage." Terry lowered his head and adjusted the clown costume and carefully put the red nose in place. "There are still five minutes left."
"You are a native of Estonia. So are your parents." Gu Tie took the time to ask.
The clown looked at the questioner in confusion. "My parents immigrated to Kuressaare from Switzerland a long time ago. Why do I ask this question?"
"Nothing. The most important thing is, where does your authority on the quantum network come from." The Chinese jumped off the box and approached the clown. He stared at the clown's eyes somewhat aggressively. He saw that Terry's mental state was relatively stable now. .This may be the best time to ask a question. In five minutes, Ava will jump out to protect this vulnerable team member. And the next time he drinks this orange soda, I don’t know how long it will be.
"...Permission. What is permission?" Terry showed that confused expression again. "I don't know what you are talking about..."
"Think back. When did you discover that you have power on the Internet? The power of not being intruded by other forces. The power of being able to break into other networked devices. The power of making waves in the IPV6 network." Gu Tie changed his question. .
The clown made a thinking expression. "I, I don't know...I don't know when. I can do these things. I used to think everyone was like this. But then I found out. Ava, Keith and the others You can't do as many things as I can..." His eyes first moved upward and then to the left. This is the natural reaction of the brain when recalling real things. From the perspective of behavioral psychology, he did not lie.
Gu Tie shook his head in distress. "At least tell me. Was it before or after you were discovered by the Red Owl Brotherhood?"
"Before, ever since Estonia joined the GTC, my fiancée gave me an LCD screen terminal. It probably started at that time... It was a Dell brand 22-inch terminal with an ergonomic keyboard. And beautiful silver appearance. Although I am very reluctant to part with my Apple personal computer, the quantum network is very beautiful. Very beautiful... Mom said that you should not surf the Internet for more than twelve hours a day. But the first time I logged in to the quantum network, thirty-six I left after an hour. My fiancée was scared. Haha. She is a timid woman. She...her name is. The name is..." Cold sweat dripped from the clown's forehead. The muscles on his body began to spasm involuntarily. Apparently. Memories stimulated his brain again. Strange symptoms began to torture the poor guy again.
Gu Tie quickly took Terry's left hand and pressed the Neiguan point above his wrist with his thumb to help him calm down. At the same time, he raised his hand holding the soda bottle: "It's okay. It's okay. The problem is over. Cheer up. .Get ready for the show. Come on, clown. Drink the soda in one gulp.”
The clown nodded obediently and drank all the orange soda in the bottle. He took a long breath and seemed much better. At this time, unprecedented warm applause sounded. Ava, who was wearing a white tights, was sweating profusely. He retreated to the backstage, wiped his sweat and shouted: "Joker will come on in ten seconds. Bert, are you ready for the music?"
The magician's reply came from outside the curtain: "No problem. Ava."
The applause paused for a moment. A frivolous trumpet music played. The applause gradually became more regular. The audience began to applaud according to the beat, led by Hubote. The little Loli turned around and saw Gu Tie and Terry standing side by side. He immediately said angrily: "Gu Tie, what are you doing again? Stay away from Terry."
The clown took the initiative to explain in a good-tempered manner: "No, it's nothing. Eva, we are just chatting..."
"Go. It's your turn." As soon as her eyes looked at the clown, Ava's eyes softened. She ordered gently and unquestionably. Terry nodded, waved to Gu Tie, and walked slowly. Walk towards the front desk.
The curtain fell, applause sounded, and the performance began. Through the gap in the curtain, Gu Tie could see the thin and helpless figure. The clown wearing a funny colorful top and bloomers stood in the sight of the 280 audience. Hair looks lonely.
The Chinese grabbed a towel and threw it to the little loli: "Wipe your sweat. I didn't expect your performance to be really professional. Could it be that the ghost right hand is just a side job? The Glorious Circus is your main occupation."
Eva didn't appreciate it. She took the towel and threw it aside: "What you can do depends on your inner identity. Who do you think you are? What should you do? Facing your own choices is the only correct way. We It’s the Ghost’s right hand and it’s also the Circus of Glory. Just like you are both Gu Tie and Adam. This is not contradictory and definitely not in conflict.”
Gu Tie seemed a little surprised: "Have you prepared this statement in advance... Forget it. Don't worry. I won't do anything to Terry. In fact, I have a very good rapport with him. Maybe we can be called good friends. Woolen cloth."
"Where's Gis. Where's Gis?" the little loli shouted towards the back door of the tent. A few seconds later, the guy with half a face hurried in: "I'm here. Eva. It's not my performance time yet." "
"Terry's condition is not good. If he falls, you have to save him in time." Eva pointed to the front desk. Gis, wearing a red costume and looking like a juggler, nodded knowingly and stood behind the curtain to observe. The situation ahead. The music has decreased and the applause has stopped. The clown should be performing in the center of the stage. Gu Tie doesn’t know what kind of performance the lonely clown will complete. But what is certain is that the world is getting away from Terry little by little. Vision. He is escaping from the indifferent spectators in the alienated reality. He turns his helpless struggle into a silent comedy.
"Aiwa." Gu Tie suddenly said seriously. "What is the reason why we did this? We left the tavern and flew to Mongolia to perform a circus. If the Ghost Right is, as you said, a huge and rigorous organization, I believe we have More and better options...instead of wandering around like this."
Eva looked at him in surprise. "You finally discovered it. I said it when we first met. We have no right to interfere with any choice of the candidate. If you insist not to perform circus or simply fly to Japan directly, that's all. It can be implemented. But it is all related to safety. The most important safety." After a moment of hesitation, the little Loli said with determination: "Beluse Babu is one of the seven major departments of the Brotherhood. It is responsible for the candidates. Screening, monitoring and rounding up of candidates. According to the instructions of the listener, they judge the probability of the candidate's behavior based on some mysterious method. The more regular the behavior, the easier it is to be grasped by the other party. Therefore, whether it is the circus itself or respect. Your free will is essentially a disorderly behavior that fights against the detection system of Babu Beluse. In other words, do you understand?"
The Chinese was stunned for a moment. He nodded slowly: "So that's it. Babu Babu is chasing the candidates. Asmodeus is in charge of the network power. At least I now understand the functions of the two demons of the Brotherhood." He shook his head again and walked outside indifferently: "I think of myself as the target of a mysterious organization. I don't know why, but I suddenly feel a little tired of wandering. I will go to the car to rest for a while. You can play slowly."
"You..." the little Loli hesitated. She stood there quietly and watched the Chinese slowly walk out of the back door of the tent.
The autumn night in Mongolia was chilly. Gu Tie wrapped himself tightly in a green coat and breathed out a breath of white mist in the cold air: "Yes. Who am I? What kind of identity do I think I am in my heart? My path Where... I haven't gone back to see it for a long time. Let's go back to the 'world' to find some comfort tonight."