Absolute Persona [Unlimited]

The second day they came to Shuguang No. [-] Middle School came to an end with Tang Yin's thoughtfulness.

Presumably, it was because of the two days of constant vigilance and exploring at school in the middle of the night, and the body was overloaded. After returning to the dormitory, the two of them didn't say a word, and one of them occupied a bed and fell asleep.

A good night's sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, the sun had fully risen.

Jiang Jian was awakened by the sunshine on his face.

He moved his eyelashes, looked up and saw the 10:30 alarm clock displayed on the table, quickly jumped up from the bed, walked quickly to the door of the dormitory, listened to the sound outside, and unexpectedly found that there was no alarm clock. The punishers who checked the bed in the early morning patrolled outside and smashed the wall.

"What?" A hoarse voice came from behind.

Jiang Jian turned her head and saw Zhong Xun poking out a head from under the quilt, with messy silver hair, looking at him sleepily.

"It's already late, but there are no punishers." Jiang Jian said calmly.

He thought, it should be Tang Yin's handwriting.

Now that he has realized that the punisher may be the number one suspect in Zhou Xinghai's death, and Jiang Jian and Zhong Xun have provided him with so much information about Director Ma exploiting system loopholes to do bad things, it is impossible for any prudent investigator to Let the Fanyin system continue to run.

"If Yunhan Technology really doesn't exist, where did Director Ma connect with the company and introduce this product?" Jiang Jian's sleepiness in the morning disappeared quickly, and it was rare that he didn't have to act according to the time limit. He leaned on the door and began to think , "Director Ma and the person in charge of the system just happened to meet him when they made that phone call. It makes no sense to play tricks on us, isn't it?

"Director Ma has actually been in contact with them, and Tangtang's log also shows that the relevant personnel really existed. But why does the existence of Yunhan Technology seem to be erased?"

Once he started to speculate about the possibility, Jiang Jian couldn't hold back his thoughts.

"If our hypothesis is true, and the student on the experimental list is the one who took revenge on them for bullying Tangtang, then is it possible that the agency that Zhou Xinghai encountered when he died was also a punisher who existed to take revenge on other people, and was killed by mistake in the end? ? I think we still need to go underground to look for clues... However, Tang Yin shut down the system, can we still enter the warehouse by failing the exam?"

Zhong Xun listened to Jiang Jian's rambling voice, buried his head in the quilt again, and turned his back to him.

He didn't notice before that Jiang Jian likes to speak aloud when analyzing problems, as if talking to himself, or as if speaking to others. His calm voice always becomes soft at the end of the sentence, and often ends with a rhetorical question. , as if waiting for someone to respond.

Suddenly, his temples throbbed, and a white light appeared in front of his eyes for no reason. The whole body felt a sharp pain, which spread along the temples and flowed through all the limbs.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

There is an uncontrollable force wandering around, trying to occupy his brain in vain.

Zhong Xun lifted the quilt abruptly, sat up, and looked at Jiang Jian steadfastly.

Jiang Jian's lips trembled, and he swallowed his unfinished words.Zhong Xun in front of him suppressed the unscrupulous rascal spirit all over his body, his eyes were dark, and there was a dry breath in his long and narrow eyes, as if he had changed into a different person.

He obviously didn't sleep well, Jiang Jian thought.

Moreover, it looked fiercer than usual.

"Sorry." Jiang Jian said with lowered eyes.

In fact, he didn't understand why he had to apologize, and he also didn't understand why Zhong Xun was inexplicably angry.He's not sharp enough, and he doesn't know what it is to read words and colors.But in the space with only two people, Jiang Jian speculated that only he could be the reason.

He boldly speculated and carefully verified: "I must have harassed you."

He didn't ask, did I disturb you, as if he had already condemned himself the moment he looked into his eyes.

Zhong Xun felt a tightness in his chest, feeling distressed and sore alternately tearing at him, expelling another pain from his body.

"No." He said hoarsely, his eyes fell on Jiang Jian's bare feet, and he frowned, "Go and put on your shoes."

Jiang Jian was stunned for a moment, and when she saw her bare feet on the ground, she realized that she just jumped out of bed without shoes on: "Oh!"

The top floor of the studio center, an area that is forbidden to enter without a pass.

In the black space, densely packed data is generated row by row, forming a faint blue light that shrouds the top of this endless room.

There is a huge screen in the room, which is divided into many rectangular blocks of equal size, projecting the bird's-eye view of each guest in the show, changing a group every 5 minutes.

This is the backstage general control center of the wristband terminals worn by all guests.

Here is the code of each record, and here is the top level where the recorders don't see the beginning and the end.

Feeling the call, No. 009 turned on the AI ​​automatic reply mode on Zhong Xun's wristband, and added an automatic protection program on Zhong Xun's body function monitoring, and connected the information flow to the background master control platform.

"Tsk, long time no see." He said casually.

This was the first time he felt the band he led after he dropped from No. 001 to No. 009. He hadn't heard the spring-like sound mixed in this special band for a long time.

The leader asked: "This is the third time that an error has been reported, why didn't you upload the report?"

No. 009 knew what the leader was asking, and he replied: "It must have been a misjudgment. He is so tired, so it is inevitable that he will feel dizzy."

"You can perfunctory me like this, but when that gentleman comes back, he wants to check Zhong Xun's data, how are you going to explain it?"

"The data tells everything." No. 009 said, "Zhong Xun showed signs of recovering his memory three times in less than three days. Apart from showing that the algorithm you wrote to block memory is full of bugs, it is useless and needs to be optimized. I can explain it. What?"

"..."

The leader who was blamed for no reason paused for a moment, and suddenly regretted letting the recorder and the guests in charge be the same gender and personality.

No. 009 reproduced Zhong Xun's unruliness to the fullest, and the whole thing was a thorn in the head.

"How much memory other guests recover is within the tolerance range." He said earnestly to No. 009, "Zhong Xun is different from others."

Yes yes yes, anyone can recover, only Zhong Xun cannot recover.

Therefore, it is normal for others to recall their own memory fragments, as long as they are not dangerous enough to be recognized by the system, it will not have any impact.But when Zhong Xun thought of something, he could only see a white light.This is written in the underlying logic.

No. 009 doesn't want to hear this nonsense at all.

He packaged the error report and sent it to the leader, saying bluntly: "Our memory shielding function has been optimized since Zhong Xun came, and we have not been able to fully control it until now. What a sharp person he is, no matter how many times the white light flashes Some, he'll definitely find out. Filing a bug report won't fix anything. As long as his self-awareness can't be suppressed, the problem will remain."

As soon as the words fell, No. 009 suddenly thought of Jiang Jian.

In the past, no matter how unconsciously Zhong Xun resisted memory shielding, it would not be as frequent as this time. It seems that since he came back and met Jiang Jian, the situation has become a little out of control.

"Have you ever had the feeling that your eyes suddenly go blank?"

Zhong Xun stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, turned left and right, grabbed his hair, trying to make some styling.

"No." Jiang Jian opened the closet, glanced at the black windbreaker he had neatly folded, her eyes softened a bit, and she was not so cold even when she spoke to Zhong Xun, "You may be too tired."

"Who am I doing this for?" Zhong Xun said angrily.

He walked out of the bathroom, passed by Jiang Jian, and raised his hand to stroke the slightly raised curly hair on the back of his head.

With some resentment, he pressed his thumb against the back of his head.

If it wasn't for Jiang Jian's request, he skipped class every day to make up for sleep, so he wouldn't run around with him in the middle of the night and suffer.

Zhong Xun's initiative was understood by Jiang Jian as a tacit signal.

He closed the cabinet door, turned around and grabbed Zhong Xun's hand that he hadn't had time to withdraw, and carefully rubbed it against his face: "I know, for me."

like a cat.

Zhong Xun didn't expect that when he brushed up the character design early in the morning, when the back of his hand touched Jiang Jian's cheek, it would feel numb like an electric shock.

He shuddered almost imperceptibly.

Squinting her eyes and waiting for Jiang Jian to finish her performance, she curled her fingers back into her pockets and pulled the corners of her mouth stiffly: "Keep an inch."

After washing and changing into the clean school uniforms in the closet, they went out. The two of them went to different places to eat breakfast. As soon as they left the cafeteria, they ran into the colleague who brought them back to the infirmary from the art building last night. They stood at a distance and rushed to him The two winked.

The two learned from him that Tang Yin not only asked Director Ma to stop the punishment function of the Fanyin system and retain the basic teaching and educational administration functions, but also directly gave them the green light to go anywhere regardless of class or class .

"Will this affect our program evaluation?" Jiang Jian asked No. 099.He remembered that when he first entered the program, he gave the requirements for obeying the school rules.

"Why didn't you ask that question last night when you sneaked out without power?"

No. 099 seems to be mocking Jiang Jian, but as the exclusive recorder, he must also answer the guests' questions.

"Probably not. The program was just a reminder to the guests at the beginning. Once the internal logic of the program world changes, the program rules cannot be forcibly judged as violations."

In other words, Jiang Jian and the others' adventure in the piano room last night, for a "Dawn No. [-] Middle School student", was clearly a violation of the program's deduction of points.

But starting today, with Tang Yin's "amnesty", they are no longer bound by school rules and disciplines, and the initial reminder of the program can't restrain them.

However, the two of them didn't just skip class with peace of mind. They asked Wensidei for a five-day leave of absence before her class, and decided to take the exam she arranged temporarily to see if Guan Xiaohei would be triggered again. house achievements.

It's very simple, just write your name and hand in a blank paper.

After the exam, Wen Sidai pretended to be angry, took the test paper and knocked Zhong Xun on the head symbolically as if to avenge her personal revenge, and said "You two come to my office!" After that, she left .

"It's a pity that you don't become an actor. I won't watch cinemas without you in the future." Zhong Xun snorted coldly and pushed open the door, pointing at his hairstyle that he had done in the morning. "What kind of song do you write and what kind of group do you mix?"

"To each other, invest in me after you go out, and I will show you the box office breaking [-] million in minutes."

With a soft and perfunctory voice, Winsted took out her newly printed materials from the drawer and gave them to the two.

"Ms. Yin taught at Shuguang No. [-] Middle School three years ago, and was the music teacher for the past three years. If his memory is accurate and he is not lying, then Tangtang should be the person named 'Tang Huang' in this information."

The admission photo on the information has a more serious expression than the Polaroid one, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Her appearance is still somewhat different from the one captured in the surveillance video, but I have to say that, except for her look and expression, her eyebrows and eyes are really carved out of the same mold as Lin Tang.

"Teacher Yin said that Tang Huang is the most talented violinist he has ever seen. Before the special recruitment interview for art students in Shuguang No. [-] Middle School, she had already participated in a world-class violin competition and won an award. When she applied for the school, Fan The sound system has not yet evolved into what it is now, and she has been exempted from tuition fees and living and accommodation expenses. She has a fixed instructor outside and often has tours, so her cultural class scores are relatively weak. After the upgrade of the Fanyin system, She was listed as a key observation object for poor students.

"Later, you can also imagine that frequently asking for leave and tutoring needs to communicate with the teacher in charge and sell the leave. The class teacher thought it was troublesome to approve, so she asked her to go directly to the dean."

The story that followed was not much different from what they had imagined.

The genius violin girl fell into unspeakable crimes and secrets, and the honor wall of Dawn No. [-] Middle School also removed all the awards she had won after entering school.No one can say exactly why she chose to end her life, and the words "art students must not report to Shuji" have been circulating among students since then.

"Zhifan left after reading the materials. I'm afraid he was going to find Lin Tang. There is one thing I am more concerned about about her..."

Wensidei touched her jade earrings, looking a little hesitant.

"In the information of Tang Huang and Lin Tang, there is no indication that they have brothers and sisters."

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