Sleepy in the womb [Interstellar]

Chapter 4 Identity Optical Brain on Belt

Xing Qian has been to this house countless times - if it wasn't for the damn engineer's privacy agreement, he would have broken in long ago.

It's been two months, two full months!

He has never met this engineer, and the other party is not even willing to reply to an email (except for the automatic reply of the virtual assistant), is the alliance so annoying, or does he have some prejudice against himself!

His whereabouts are unknown, and there is no information about him on the passenger list of the interstellar shuttle, ruling out the possibility that he went to other galaxies.If he is still in this house, it is impossible to never buy any food or use any water and electricity.

There are no necessary items for short-term and long-term travel in his purchase records, and his social circle also confirms that he is indeed a lonely and indifferent person.

After ruling out the possibility of him traveling, Xing Qian also checked the evaluation of the people around him.

"Life is very regular, like a rigid ancient human being."

"If you want to say it's weird, who would not meet people until nine o'clock in the morning every day, and disappear before six o'clock in the afternoon?"

——We all guess that he has a secret lover who is very clingy to him, maybe he is married.Speaking of which, does anyone really want to be with him?

"He won't be willing to get in touch with anyone, maybe because of social anxiety? But he always disappears for three to five months after a project is over, don't worry if you can't reach him, he will reply to you in the end —although the time interval is a bit longer.”

Xing Qian had several doubts in his mind.

As time passed, the R&D department was already too busy.

Xing Qian couldn't help but make the worst plan—this person may have died, and what's worse is that the place where he died was the house he was in.In any case, he had to go in and take a look.

After being a commander for so many years, he still hasn't forgotten the ability to fight for a moment at the bottom.

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Xing Qian has studied the outer part of the house, and there are many small details worth investigating here, such as no fewer than one hundred microscopic monitors, not including the twenty self-contained aggressive monitoring assistants used to warn thieves.

These monitors monitored the perimeter of the house from all directions, and the owner of the house even set up no less than fifty small traps.

The vigilance is really strong.

Xing Qian smiled, his curiosity was completely aroused.

Whether it's working at the bottom or commanding everything from a high position, he can only be said to be more and more familiar with monitors.For him, some things can only be in name only, not even a pendant.

In less than 5 minutes, he had passed through more than 100 monitors and successfully sneaked into the house.

——Let me see, is this a castle or a prison under strict surveillance?

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The whole house was silent, as silent as death.

All kinds of irrelevant power sources were turned off, and only a few remained.The room was quiet, even the curtains were drawn tightly, only a few sunlight could penetrate through the heavy curtains into this gloomy looking room.

Xing Qian stood by the stairs on the second floor and watched everything in the room.

There is no butler intelligence in this house that ordinary people are used to, only ordinary low-level machines-the kind of machines that clean the house at regular intervals.All kinds of items are arranged with the characteristics of its owner, and even the various decorations have the unique style of the owner.

There is a peculiar sense of clutter.

Everything in the house gives the impression that the owner wants to travel far away from home.

Xing Qian walked up the stairs to the second floor.

This house has five floors, except that the highest floor is an open-air garden, the fourth floor is an experimental studio, and the second floor is a place for entertaining guests, so the master bedroom is usually on the third floor.

Xing Qian continued to walk along the stairs, and he suddenly discovered something even more strange to him—there were so many surveillance cameras outside the house, but there was not even a single surveillance camera in this room.

Is this protecting his privacy, or is he trying to hide something?

It's been so long since I walked in, if there are people in the house, I should come out and have a look.

There was nothing unusual on the second floor, so Xing Qian went up to the third floor.

Xing Qian walked through the corridor on the third floor, and there was a room in the deepest part of the corridor—it looked like the most private master bedroom.

Xing Qian stepped forward and pushed open the door of that room.

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This is indeed the master bedroom, and there are various personal items of the owner in the room.The things on the table are also arranged regularly, just like his own personality.

As soon as Xing Qian stepped into the master bedroom, he subconsciously noticed that the air in the master bedroom was slightly different from the air outside.

Xing Qian looked up, and sure enough the air conditioner was running.

He turned around to look at something else, and suddenly Xing Qian noticed someone hidden in the quilt on the bed.Xing Qian narrowed his eyes and walked forward.

Sure enough, there was a person hidden in the soft blanket. He seemed to have fallen into the embrace of death, and did not respond to the incoming intruder.His hair is the deepest black, and his cheeks have the unique beauty of ancient China, with a hint of paleness.He closed his eyes as if hiding pearls.

Defenseless and without any aggressiveness, it was as harmless as a newborn baby.

Xing Qian was in a daze for several seconds before realizing that this was the engineer he was looking for.

Subconsciously, Xing Qian wanted to see if the engineer was still alive, so he subconsciously put his hand on the carotid artery of the man - the man's body temperature was very low, and his pulse was not clear, but fortunately, he could still feel the heartbeat.

suicide?Onset?

Or murder?

Xing Qian quickly pulled the quilt out, and the quilt fell to the ground.But the person in the quilt still didn't respond, Xing Qian's mood became more anxious, and he couldn't care about the quilt on the ground for a long time.

As soon as he stretched out his long arms, he carried Yan Xing out of the bed. He didn't care about the posture, and walked to the door quickly. He even turned on his portable optical brain to call for an ambulance.

But the person in his arms suddenly moved, as if shaking off something.

He gently pushed Xing Qian's abdominal muscles with his wrist, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with this posture, even with a blank and aggrieved expression on his face.After a few seconds, he slowly opened his eyes.

He had just woken up, and his consciousness had not yet fully recovered, and his eyes were a little bewildered and ignorant.

He looked up at the stranger who was holding him.

It was also the first time for Xing Qian to encounter such a situation. Looking at those dark and bewildered eyes, he subconsciously froze for a moment, and suddenly remembered that those eyes should be filled with apathy and world-weariness.

Yan Xing, who had just woken up, was obviously frightened by this stranger, and his elbow slammed into Xing Qian's chest.

Xing Qian subconsciously let go, and Yan Xing, who was nestled in his arms, rolled directly to the ground, making a heavy crashing sound.

"Hiss..." Yan Xing's back came into close contact with the ground, causing him to hiss and scream in pain, his face turned pale, and he completely lost sleepiness.He lay on the ground for a few seconds to ease the pain.

"I'm very sorry, are you okay?" Xing Qian bent down, helped him up, and smiled at him.This expression is the most friendly and most vigilant smile he has practiced in front of the mirror thousands of times.

"I thought something happened to you and wanted to take you to the hospital. I hope you can understand my recklessness."

Yan Xing glanced at him and noticed that the pain in his back had eased a lot.

He quietly put his hands behind his back, and instantly took out an electric-numbing-gun, and pressed it against Xing Qian's lower abdomen, his tone was serious, "Sorry, I don't understand."

"Don't get excited, I won't do anything."

Although Xing Qian had at least a hundred ways to directly incapacitate him, he still stretched out his hand to show that he was harmless, "I promise I won't do anything, don't get excited."

"Say, why did you sneak into my house, and what is your purpose for coming here."

As Yan Xing said, he motioned for Xing Qian to raise his hands and stand with his back to the corner of the wall.

"I promise I'm a good citizen." Xing Qian said nonsense, with a righteous tone, "Do you think I'm someone who would do bad things?"

"Shut your mouth." Yan Xing said, "Where is your identity?"

As he said that, he pressed the electric-numbing-gun against Xing Qian's back, "Be more honest and stop playing tricks."

Xing Qian raised his eyebrows. This engineer is quite familiar with his work. He has a set of threats and knows what to do after connecting.But he didn't show it, his expression was as innocent as a passer-by who did bad things with good intentions, "Identity light brain?"

Before he could finish speaking, his back was numb for a moment.

Although this kind of paralysis is completely insignificant to Xing Qian, he has already improved his acting skills online to the full level over the years.He slowly frowned, with a forbearing and painful expression.

Yan Xing, who has never hurt anyone before, just to prevent data from being stolen, took the bait.

Xing Qian saw his hesitant expression from the reflection in the glass, and then Xing Qian felt that the electric-numbing-gun on his back was slightly moved away.

Yan Xing indeed hesitated, but his tone was still vicious, "Say! Where is your identity? I will be impolite if you don't tell me!"

"If you don't mind..." Xing Qian said, but Yan Xing gave him a stern look, "It's on my belt." He coughed lowly, "You have to take off your coat first, and then take off your belt to get rid of it." See."

"I promise I won't resist, so..."

"You or I?"

Yan Xing's bully personality remains unchanged, "...shut up!"

"Hold your head in your hands! Turn around! Don't move!"

"Okay, okay, don't move around." Xing Qian turned around, put his head in his hands, and watched Yan Xing threaten him while helping him unbutton his coat.

The engineer's fingertips are beautiful, and there is an unfamiliar jerky feeling when he unbuttons, with a bit of rudeness and impatience.In this house, everything means that this talented engineer is an undoubted bachelor.

Looking at Yan Xing's eyebrows and eyes from this angle, Xing Qian seemed to see the whole star.

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Today's second update!

This is a short story

Fat penguin rolling courtship>333

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