Chaoying meets Two-dimensional [Comprehensive]

At night, Christine was dealing with some affairs in the company. The lights in the office were not turned on, and the cold light from the computer shone on her face, making her deep blue eyes even more accentuated.

Her expression was focused, her mind was focused, and she didn't notice that the people standing at the door were looking at her more and more obsessively.

When she finally turned off the computer, she vaguely saw a figure behind the glass door in the darkness, she was startled, and put on the glasses she had just taken off.

"Who is there?"

"It's me," the young man came out of the shadows, the neon light and moonlight mixed and sprinkled onto the black floor tiles in front of the French windows, he put his hands in his pockets, maybe the background was too beautiful, the whole person stood there and lingered Soft breath of relaxation, "Christine."

She took off her glasses when she saw his face clearly, and lowered her head to tidy up the things on the table. He paused when he heard this sentence, and asked sharply, "What's wrong?"

"Didn't you go to help your mentor? Why are you back so early? Where's Mr. Akai?"

The young man said: "I want to see you, and then I came back."

The tone was intimate and ambiguous, but natural. Christine pretended not to hear, rolled up the documents and took them away. She came out from behind the desk: "It just so happens that you are back, I have something to ask you."

The young man walked beside her, giving people an illusion of being very well-behaved.

"I tried to sequence the genome of the brain and guess what I found?"

"What, what?"

The two walked into the elevator, Christine pressed the button for the first floor, and looked at the young man. The young man could see his own miniature in her blue eyes, and he couldn't help showing an obsessed look again.

"Theoretically, knowing a person's sequence can determine a person's genes, which diseases he is not resistant to, and the inheritance of children in the future, etc. Gene sequencing will bring a complete and perfect digital interpretation of life."

youth:"…………"

What are you obsessed with?Think about what to say.

"The brain has not been modified, and there are still life characteristics. They have been strengthened to every cell, but the 'future map' shows that they will still get sick. What do you think is the reason? If it is related to personality, can they just reverse the principle? Can you turn back into an ordinary person?"

The young man was sweating on his forehead, and his eyes were fixed on the digital screen from time to time.

"The one you said... can cure diseases? It looks very powerful."

"Healing the disease and saving lives is a last resort. I am wondering whether it is possible to express an individual through digital life. The data of height, weight, blood sugar and blood lipids is not a problem. Cloud computing can completely solve the problem. The instability of blood sugar and blood lipids is also the same..."

She was talking to herself alone, and the young man's eyes were shining when he saw her seriously thinking.

The elevator door opened, waking her up suddenly. She froze for a moment, and walked out together with the young man. As they walked, she asked the question that the young man was most afraid of: "What do you think?"

The young man with a wooden face: I don't want to watch it.

"I... this is not the direction of my research, so I can't give you any advice, let's go back quickly."

The garage was very quiet. This was not Christine's private garage, but the company's garage. At this hour, only the two of their footsteps echoed between the empty walls.

Those who listened panicked inexplicably.

The young man walked in front, Christine walked behind, the young man stopped in front of a car, and Christine also stopped and looked at the car.

"Porsche 356A... you actually like this bathtub-shaped car?"

Youth: I can't answer that x3.

The muzzle of the gun silently landed on the back of her head, and a cold voice came from behind: "People who talk too much often don't live long."

Christine smiled: "Oh, so you like this kind of bathtub car."

Qin Jiu: I really want to shoot her down.

Christine: I'm afraid he doesn't know who the gun was aimed at and how he escaped?

Qin Jiu sneered, and raised his gun high. It was not difficult to imagine that he would kiss the back of her head fiercely in the next second, which had both effects of knocking her out and leaving her with sequelae of concussion.

The knife flew over, Qin Jiu frowned and dodged, but the gun was still pointed at the back of her head.

"you wanna die?"

"Rude, how can you treat her like this? Be nicer to the big beauty."

The young man happily took out a cardboard box from his jacket pocket, took out a syringe from it, picked up her hand, and stabbed into the flesh.

Christine watched, expressionless.

"What you mean by being nice to me is giving me muscle relaxant injections?"

The young man was confident and confident: "It's better than giving you a concussion, right? You stay well, and then you'll be fine."

The medicine took effect quickly, and the paper in her hand was scattered all over the floor, her legs could not stand up straight, and she fell to the ground.The person behind finally retracted his gun and grabbed her by the collar with his big hands. The young man had turned back into the appearance of a female high school student, beckoning Gin to carry her into the car.

Qin Jiu glanced at her coldly, grabbed her back collar and dragged her up.

Christine, whose face was paralyzed by muscle relaxants, thought that sooner or later she would get rid of the gin.

Spicy Chicken Gin seized her communication tools, and asked the girl to pick up the documents on the floor. They have always been secretive in their work, but the girl is not, showing that their enemy alliance is not afraid of what they do to be known.

Gin didn't bother to care.

Christine was sitting in the back seat, next to that guy who looked like a high school girl, Gin was sitting in the co-pilot, and another man was in the driver's seat.

Nothing else is known, because the girl blindfolded her and took her earphones away.

But if she wanted to know, there was always a way.

"Brother, this is too smooth, isn't it? It's even smoother than catching that man."

male?Sorasuke?

Christine, whose face should have been stiff and unable to move, rolled his eyes with the help of the black cloth.

Sorasuke, don't you think life is boring and looking for fun?

Qin Jiu: "It has nothing to do with us, let her go."

Then, all the way without words.

The car stopped.

There was silence, a side door opened, and Gin didn't intend to go in. The short Du I was forced to help Christine in with difficulty. The difficulty was that Christine put on shoes at 175, and Du I was about 150.

The door was pushed open, and Sigan Muhang sat on the counter seat facing the door, intending to take a good look at the troubled look of the annoying ghost, and the anger he received when he came out of USJ, but he saw Watanabe was barely supported by his body shaking He didn't look like he fell down, but he seemed to be in a bit of a mess.

"I'm back."

"Yeah, look! I brought the target back." She said like offering a treasure.

Seeing that I was unable to stand up, the black mist kindly took Christine over and let her sit on the bar stool.

Sigang Muhang looked at Christine who was covered in black cloth with malice, and said sullenly, "Guess where this is?"

"I... smell the aroma of wine, is this a bar?"

She spoke very slowly, as if the effect of the medicine had passed a little before she could finally speak.

A person was kidnapped, blindfolded, how could he know where this was?At that time, the dead handle wooden hanging will scare her—you are going to die here, who knows that she is not afraid at all, and she is so calm, who is she pretending to show?

Sigangmuhang was not happy, he would scratch his neck if he was not happy.

Christine sighed: "This sound sounds strange, have you not taken a bath since the last time you took a bath in the fountain?"

Dead handle wooden hanging: "..."

The black mist receded a little silently, and I was kneeling on the bar chair to play with cups.

"Go get the machine."

Hei Wu was shocked: "Hang...!" Are you not even angry?

Sigang Muhang yelled: "Go, finish the teacher's task and I'll kill this bastard!"

Hei Wu said that you are happy, and he went back to the room and took out a whole set of instruments and put them on the bar. He said to Christine, "Give me your hand, please."

Christine raised her hand, but before the black mist touched it, she was cut off by the dead handle wood. He pressed her hand hard on the instrument and walked away. The black mist installed the parts, and Chris Ting's hand moved slightly.

"Polygraph?"

"If you know it, don't play tricks, and ask you an honest answer."

Christine almost laughed out loud.

The three of them looked around, and Sigang Muhang gave Du me the first chance to ask questions. He wanted to see how the lie detector works first.

"I ask? Okay, my first question, did you know early on that I wasn't the one you knew?"

"Sorasuke won't fail to answer my question."

"Why not? Didn't you say that Qi Mukong's student is nuclear physics?"

"What do you know about nuclear physics?"

"I don't understand, it can't be that life is digitized, right?"

Christine: "Some people only need a few professional papers to cross from one major to another, and you dare to pretend to be empty assistant with your knowledge reserve. Who gave you the courage?"

Wataru was caught by his body: I ​​felt suppressed by IQ.

"Of course it's my personality," she answered with a high tone after a second of silence, "I can become anyone in the world with just a little blood."

Christine's eyes were even more sympathetic: "I didn't study hard at a young age, and I didn't make progress, but I was very content with my personality."

"This is called an innate advantage, and you can't envy it."

"I don't envy you. I know a person who can become anyone in the world without blood, including irises and fingerprints. She can also change the position of her organs freely, even if she is fatally injured. She will not die either, her life span is very long, 60 years old is like 20 years old. Her fighting movements do not belong to any fighting technique in the world, but she is the most elegant and beautiful, she is extremely intelligent..."

After Christine finished her long speech, she still had more to say. She took out the glasses that survived the disaster from her pocket and shook them in front of her eyes, "Do you still remember when I saw you wearing glasses? At that time, I zoomed in and scanned you The iris is not Sorasuke's at all."

Sigang Muhang asked: "Then why are you in our hands?"

Christine felt disappointed: "It's too boring, let's have some fun."

The three of them didn't believe it, but there was nothing abnormal about the polygraph tester. Siganmu Diao asked Heiwu, "Is this thing broken?"

Black Mist shook his head, impossible.

The dead handle wooden hanging refused to let me continue to ask, he was impatient, and asked directly: "Is the matter that Ingenim can stand up related to you?"

"No."

"That's Saiki Kongsuke?"

"no?"

"Then how did he stand up?"

"It's interesting to say, we chatted that day, and we said that the marriage rate of professional heroes is very low. Professional heroes are beautiful on the surface, but they don't even have girlfriends behind their backs. They are simply abandoned by the marriage market. We chatted about Ingenim Just stood up," Christine said solemnly after finishing speaking, "Maybe this is what the legend said?"

Sigang Muhang was silent for a while, "The machine must be broken!"

She was talking nonsense, and the machine didn't respond at all!

"Heiwu, go and throw this trash away!"

"Okay, hang on," a male voice suddenly came from the always-on TV hanging on the wall, "I heard that there is a kind of person who has no symptoms of guilt and fear of the lie detector, which makes the lie detector completely No use, Miss Munro is such a person, isn't she?"

"Finally someone who understands." Christine took off the black cloth blindfolded, "You shouldn't let these children tell me, let them not see it, and think that you have succeeded... just this IQ , basically bid farewell to the villain.”

The author has something to say: Brother Diao: How angry!

Winery: Don't worry, we are also being dominated by Saiki Kongsuke.

Come see the villains Kerry has met.

Early Rocky, Ugly Lord, Hannibal

I said Brother Diao bid farewell to the villain, right?

[Brother Diao was forked out of the live broadcast room because of his aggressive words]

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~