Lie Huo Jiao Chou

In A Luojin's "Returning", Xuan Ji was once tricked by Sheng Lingyuan with the problem of perspective. After watching the video displayed on the screen, he was immediately sensitive, and asked: "But in his memory, why can he see it?" See himself?"

The researcher next to him pushed his glasses and replied arrogantly: "Director Xuan, this is not a memory. The Wannian instrument is our greatest invention in the past ten years. What do you think it is? A hypnotic instrument or a mind reading technique?"

Xuan Ji: "..."

What's wrong with this researcher, does he have to speak in the tone of a heroic mother?It's as if he made the thing himself.

"The Wannianyi is actually a huge database, supported by the world's most cutting-edge supercomputers as hardware, oh, the computer room is downstairs," the researcher pointed to the large and small screens on the four walls with a gesture of looking at the country. "When we input a variable—that is, the unconscious suspect over there—Wannianyi will make a decision based on his personal information, life trajectory, special energy flow patterns, and brain responses to stimuli, etc. Comprehensive deduction and simulation..."

"Wait," Xuan Ji interrupted him in confusion, pointing to the screen and asking, "That is to say, this is the result of your machine deduction, not real."

The researcher is an ordinary person. Ordinary people always look inferior in the different control bureau, so they look down on these superpowers who have never read any books. Thinking of "cultivation", the logic is as chaotic as a mud pond, and I still feel that I am quite amazing.

He pushed his glasses impatiently and said, "You can rest assured that Wannianyi's deduction of events in the last 24 months has an accuracy of 98%..."

Xuan Ji couldn't help interrupting him again: "What about 24 months ago? For example, 3000 years ago."

"The fewer parameters, the higher the degree of freedom...that is, the more possibilities for things to happen, do you understand that?" The researcher gave him a sympathetic look, trying to translate his meaning into vernacular, "Wannianyi will Arrange the deduced possibilities on these screens according to the probability of occurrence of the event, and distribute them according to the screen number from high to low. Since the screen is only 3000 yuan, you can only see the first [-] situations with the highest probability of occurrence.”

"Ah, it's amazing," Xuan Ji suddenly realized after listening to it, "It's so awesome, and the plain name 'Wannianyi' really doesn't deserve it."

The researcher's expression was slightly relaxed, and he felt that although Director Xuan was also like a "deep mountain and old forest breed", he looked like he hadn't graduated from elementary school, but he could still speak a few words.

However, before he could show his complacency, Xuan Ji said again: "It should be called 'Niannianyi and 9000-year-old Monte Carlo (Note) Simulator'!"

researcher:"……"

"Why are you still poor with him!" Before the researcher got angry and had a heart attack, Xiao Zheng stepped in in time, "You don't have to do your work, do you?"

With the order of the chief dispatcher, the strings of the entire headquarters of the Alien Control Bureau were tensed, and the high-speed operation of the universal instrument room was buzzing. When the Yellow Bureau arrived, they had already pulled out a shocking list. .

Among the suspects involved in concealing the number of casualties with the use of mirrors, water and moon butterflies, there are four cadres above the level of sub-bureau chiefs-the old bureau chief, Minister Song of the Field Security Department, 11 people above the director-level of each regional security department, and all the rest. It is a front-line field elite.

This seems to be a paradox, because the waste snacks are all engaged in logistics, and there is no need to show up when something happens, and of course there is no risk.

Only the best field workers will be sent to deal with the most dangerous tasks. On the one hand, there is the job of walking on the cliff at the tip of a knife, and on the other hand, there are strict management regulations. In the end, the road left for the "heroes" of the past seems to be There are only two left - either like Yan Qiushan of "Fengshenyi" in the past, who couldn't even keep his own knife and left sadly; The sorcerer's last curse, stepping on the footsteps of conscience, climbed to a higher place.

Bureau Huang returned the list to Xiao Zheng after reading it, and heaved a long sigh: "Xiao Xiao, I'm an ordinary person, what I say, I just stand up and talk without back pain, what do you think?"

Xiao Zheng said with a straight face: "Ju Huang, we are both living well, and our relatives and friends are still alive. Whatever we say, we both stand up and talk without back pain. What should Bi Chunsheng think?"

Bureau Huang shook his head: "Isn't this chilling, will anyone still want to do field work in the future?"

Xuan Ji: "But in the yellow bureau, the hero has become a dragon, and it is impossible not to catch it."

Bureau Huang was silent for a while, then finally drew out his pen and signed the arrest warrant.

On the honor roll of the Intranet of the Different Control Bureau, half of the photos representing the glorious resume were urgently removed, and the page was too late to be re-edited, like a dog gnawed.

The old bureau chief was detained at home. Director Song of the Security Department was on duty early in the morning and was disarmed at the door. The golden dragon in the hall of the headquarters climbed up into the air along the pillars, and the sound of the vast dragon chant echoed in the empty hall.

Xuan Ji and the dragon looked at each other for a moment, then suddenly asked Xiao Zheng: "Old Xiao, if one day you know that you are not a mortal, what will happen?"

Xiao Zheng took a sip of coffee, with a pair of dark circles hanging on his face, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard this question - his father is handsome and rich, honest and reliable, and he is not the same as you poor and vulgar.

However, when he raised his head, he saw Xuan Ji folded his arms in front of his chest, with a rare thoughtful expression on his face, not joking.

"I mean it literally." Xuan Ji said, "It's not a mortal, it's... For example, you belong to another species. Superior to humans, superior, but this superior power is sealed somewhere, if you know This secret, would you want to break the seal?"

"What's so messed up?" Xiao Zheng didn't seem to understand. "How many years has passed since the feudal serfdom system perished, and is it still 'superior'? On a rocket? Where did this come from the ancient idea of ​​'all beings are equal'."

"All beings are equal." Xuan Ji rolled her eyes silently, turned around and asked, "Then how did you treat that 'Zhichun' knife?"

Xiao Zheng was taken aback, speechless.

Xuan Ji pressed his shoulder: "Thank you."

The sun in Yong'an rose as usual, Dongchuan was still busy with traffic, and the closed door of the Alien Control Bureau was closed and the noise was earth-shattering, which did not affect the stable rotation of the earth, but the news of the wings quickly reached the ears of those who cared.

The Penglai meeting was suddenly interrupted because Yue Degong was arrested. Immediately afterwards, Bureau Huang left without saying goodbye.On the contrary, the host, Granny Yu, was the most self-restraining, as if nothing happened, doing what she should do while comforting everyone.

At 04:30 in the morning, Granny Yu finished her meditation and was dressed neatly. Breakfast was porridge and side dishes as usual.She held up her chopsticks in silence, took a moment to finish eating, rinsed her hands and mouth, looked as dignified as a jade statue of a Bodhisattva, and then said to the ghostly maid next to her, "Enough, let the guests come in."

The maid bowed and took away the bowls and chopsticks—she had beautiful features, but her face was slightly stiff, a bit like she had been applied with too much hyaluronic acid. The vertical line, from the lower lip to the chin is movable... like a folk performer's ventriloquist puppet!

After a while, the weird puppet girl led in a man.

The man was very tall and tall. Once he entered the door, Granny Yu's hut, which seemed to be able to freeze time and space, immediately seemed cramped. His hair was a little long, and it was tied casually behind his head. , Jianmei, face like a knife, deep-set eye sockets, there is a pair of amazingly bright eyes, and a piece of metal the size of a fingernail hangs on the neck.

After this person entered the room, he looked around calmly. This is the habit of field workers who are always tense, and then he said hello: "Excuse me."

"Captain Yan," Granny Yu nodded at him, "Sit down."

"It's not a Yan team anymore. If you don't mind it, just call me Qiushan—hey, thank you." The man didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and he sat in a corner, his back straight like a weapon ready to attack at any time. Gun, he took the tea handed over by the puppet maid, but did not move, took out an envelope from the inner pocket of his coat and handed it to Granny Yu.

The envelope was red and black, I don't know what kind of texture it is, the red part looks like blood, and the black part doesn't reflect light at all, it's very glaring, it makes people dizzy and sick after looking at it for a long time.

The corners of Granny Yu's eyes twitched, and she held up her teacup to cover half of her face.

"I don't usually like to socialize very much, and I don't like to speak politely. I'm afraid I'll waste your time, so I'll just say what I'm here. I'm a bit reckless. Don't take it for granted." Yan Qiushan said, "I guess you know that too. Because of the concealment of the number of casualties, last night there was a big change in the different control bureau, and even the old director was arrested."

Granny Yu replied calmly: "Isn't this very good, I organized this Penglai meeting because I originally wanted to ask for an explanation from the Bureau of Different Controls."

Yan Qiushan lowered his eyes and smiled. He was a bit of a tough guy himself, but his dental arch was narrow and delicate, so his smile was inexplicably naive and shy. When he lifted his eyelids, his eyes were like knives: "I think No, Granny Yu, we are all on our own, let’s put it plainly - these years, the Alien Control Bureau has controlled everything, and made a policy every few days without discussing with you at all. It is full of official airs, and you should not be able to stand it long ago. Right? The new chief is an ordinary person, and he doesn't look like a vigorous man, 'I can't take it up', the seniors just want to take advantage of the scandal in the different control bureau, beat him, and let them not be too strict in the future, right? ?Anyway, it’s impossible for them to investigate this kind of scandal that can’t be ended.”

The corners of Granny Yu's eyes twitched: "Captain Yan, you are right about one sentence. Even if you are a traitor, the person from the Different Control Bureau is full of airs."

"I don't go around those useless circles. It's hard to listen to you because I've hit the point." Yan Qiushan didn't change his face, "It's just that you didn't expect that this old lunatic surnamed Huang pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger. At the Penglai meeting, he pretended to be a wimpy man, and he had someone wiped out Yue Degong's old lair in Dongchuan after changing hands. He was not afraid of scandal at all, so he arrested his ex. Meat, it’s hard for you to ride a tiger now, isn’t it?”

Granny Yu stared at him for a moment, then smiled: "Who is the person behind you? They actually let you be a lobbyist?"

Yan Qiushan nodded to her: "Thank you, I'm only telling the truth."

Granny Yu took the glaring envelope from the puppet maid, and when she opened it, she found a gloomy wooden token inside, with a strange totem drawn on it, dragon head, bird wings, snake body, tiger tail, eyes that were about to split open, On the back is the word "Skyfire" in blood, which is shockingly red.

Granny Yu flipped the wooden sign upside down on the table with a "snap", and said slowly, "It would be too whimsical to rekindle Chiyuan."

"I don't think so," Yan Qiushan said calmly. "To me, Chiyuan is like a man-made dam, which traps things that should belong to us. Back then, the Emperor of China punished the Quartet and forcibly went against the sky. , In my opinion, he is too whimsical. But the lies left by this whimsical person have deceived us for more than 3000 years, so that now all compatriots still think that they are human beings, willing to work for the human race, isn’t it ridiculous?”

Granny Yu was silent.

Yan Qiushan bowed his head: "I heard that you are the most senior special ability in the world, the last "Qingping Division" old man, I won't say these things, you should know better."

Granny Yu finally sighed: "I'm old, I can't move anymore."

"Where," Yan Qiushan said, "you are not yet a thousand years old. You know, before the melee in Kyushu, all the monster clan masters under a thousand years old were still young. If it wasn't for Chiyuan being sealed, how could you be so young?" , feel powerless?"

These words finally reached Granny Yu's heart, no one is not afraid of ruthless time.

She was silent for a longer time: "What do you want?"

Yan Qiushan raised his eyes impressively: "During the melee in Kyushu, there was a Gaoshan tribe. The Gaoshan tribe had no skills, and they were not good at arming. They were also good at forging weapons. It is said that the swords they made had spirits, so all forces wanted to Swallowing them, the mountain king managed to survive, and no one dared to offend them. In the end, he took refuge in the human race, and sent his adopted son to serve as an attendant beside the emperor. He just wanted to survive in the troubled times, but the emperor was still dissatisfied with them. Hooking up and hooking up everywhere, crossing rivers and demolishing bridges after using them, making this race completely disappear from history."

Granny Yu sneered and said, "The people behind you really know a lot."

"It's not just that," Yan Qiushan continued, "It is said that the adopted son of King Gaoshan, who was a bodyguard by the Emperor's side, got the news in advance and fled. Before he was chased and killed by the Emperor, he hid a group of spirits Soldiers..."

Granny Yu said: "I vaguely remember something like this, but so what? The Qingping Division tracked it down for thousands of years until it was disbanded, but found nothing. You have to ask me where those things are..."

"You don't know," Yan Qiushan interrupted her, "but some people know—for example, that Prince Gao Shan back then, the place where Prince Gao Shan was buried has always been a secret of the human race, hidden in the deepest part of the Qingping Division, mother-in-law, have you seen it? "

"Are you crazy? That high mountain prince is dead..." Granny Yu was taken aback for a moment, then remembered something, "Wait, you mean... that gloomy sacrifice?"

Yan Qiushan smiled.

Granny Yu's eyes fell on the metal fragment on his neck: "Why, are you the one who wrote the sacrificial oration this time? You want to wake up the high mountain prince and repair a knife for you? Are you going to kill yourself?"

At the headquarters of the Alien Control Bureau, the investigation team has been working continuously for 48 hours, and finally the dust has settled.

The matter of the flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, is about to come to an end. Xuan Ji saw that there was nothing wrong with him, so she wandered to the file room of the different control bureau alone, swiped her work card, and recorded all the information about Chi Yuan and the two times in the different control bureau. I made a copy of all the materials on the Battle of Pingyuan, planning to ask for a few days off to see it among the Hui people.

Just as he was going up in the elevator, something went wrong with the elevator power supply system of the building. The power supply suddenly cut off, and the backup power supply started immediately, but before the lights came on, it failed again.

The elevator stopped.

Xuan Ji waited for a while, then simply reached out and buckled the door of the elevator, and opened it directly - he is not a mortal, and of course his hand strength is also extraordinary, so he squeezed out without much effort, looked up, and found that he had just reached the elevator door eight floors.

In addition to the elevator, there was also underground public lighting that was out of power, but the Wannianyi was extraordinarily expensive, so it used another energy system, which was suddenly lit in the dark corridor.

The overtime researchers all went to help repair the electricity, and there was no one around the Wannianyi.

Xuan Ji sniffed, and her feet, which were about to go to the stairwell, turned around by accident, and walked towards Wannianyi.

The author has something to say: Note: Monte Carlo... emmm, simply put, it is to generate random numbers under certain conditions, exhaustive, you can Baidu if you care