Ruyizhai

After Wu Xingchen came out of Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan called the police.Wu Xingchen didn't go far, just sat in the car, and the car was parked in the civilian parking lot near the Perfect Theater.He is waiting for the results of the police department.

After sitting for about half an hour, he successfully sent a message to Wu Xingchen. The result of Teng Yu's treatment came out. The police department figured out the ins and outs of the matter within 5 minutes. After notifying the justice department, he was sent to a nursing home for treatment. suggestion.But the matter of the boy is more complicated. The boy is not a citizen of the Union, so he has to contact the Non-Union Civil Protection Association to consult their opinions. In addition, the boy is not yet an adult, and all suggestions on how to deal with it have to be finalized by his relatives. .Therefore, the police department immediately conducted a kinship test on the boy. By comparing the database, it was found that he was related to a female corpse excavated by the Kowloon Fire Brigade at the underground landslide site at No. 23, Kowloon First Avenue not long ago. Teng Yu's genetic data was also compared. The two belonged to a father-son relationship. After the mother died, Teng Yu became the only relative of the boy, and Teng Yu was in a situation that urgently needed to be sent to a nursing home for treatment. , Teng Yu and the relatives of the female corpse No. 23 could not be verified. Obviously, no one could provide long-term and stable guardianship for the boy. It may take a while for Teng Yu to conduct a parenting ability review before reaching a conclusion.

Wu Xingchen took advantage of this time to call Clara.As soon as Clara got his call, she asked, "What's your problem?"

Wu Xingchen said: "The memory problem, my memory didn't work like this before."

"How does your memory work now?" Clara chuckled lightly, "What's the matter, are you a brain expert now?"

Wu Xingchen scratched the tip of his nose and said, "No...just..." He thought for a while before saying, "I don't know."

Clara said: "If there is no problem, then there is no problem. I am very busy now, so I will hang up if there is no problem."

Wu Xingchen became anxious when he heard this, and raised his voice: "There must be a problem!" He scratched his ears and finally thought of an analogy, "It's like fishing in a net, I counted the fish, and I counted a hundred , but after a while, counting again, a fish jumped out from nowhere, maybe it was suppressed by other fish just now, and it hid in an unknown corner, anyway, the fish in the fishing net became One hundred and one... I don't know if it's because the net is too big, or if I have a problem with my eyesight, I always miss some fish, but after they jump out, I have a feeling, I know they are there , it's a weird feeling. My memory is out of my control."

"It has nothing to do with how your brain functions," Clara said.

"Are you so sure?" Wu Xingchen was a little unhappy, "It's not that I don't have confidence in your medical skills... Could it be that I'm just in a stage where the mechanical right brain and the original left brain are still adapting?"

Clara laughed loudly: "The composition of the mechanical right brain is exactly the same as your original right brain. It is called a mechanical brain just because it is artificially produced, using some technologies from some robot production lines."

"Let's do an examination, I'll go to your place now." Wu Xingchen insisted.

Clara laughed again: "People will change because of what they have experienced, you know?"

"I know, but will the formation, composition and storage of memory also change? No way?"

"The way memories are formed, structured, stored, doesn't change, but how you access them does," Clara said.

Wu Xingchen pinched the space between his eyebrows: "I understand, you don't provide postoperative return consultation service, do you?"

Clara said, "Three or four hours later."

"Three hours or four hours?" Wu Xingchen asked.

Clara hung up the phone.

Wu Xingchen originally wanted to inquire about the system he saw in the psychic psychic in the lower realm, but when he dialed the number, the number became empty, and he couldn't reach Clara anyway.Wu Xingchen shook his head with a wry smile. He didn't know if he could still contact Clara when he was three or four hours old. If Clara ran away, wouldn't he be able to live his whole life with a brain with impaired memory?

It is true that people will change, but will the way of reading memory really change?As far as Wu Xingchen knows, memory is such a concept—using sensory nerves to create a storage space for a certain thing, a certain person or a certain life segment in the brain: when people encounter new things or strangers, the brain automatically generates An entry, after which all information about it or him or her will be aggregated under this entry. When thinking of this object or this person, all relevant information will come out; and about life fragments, it is even simpler Now, under the joint action of the retina and the auditory nerve, the brain records and stores these fragments of life. When people think of them, people observe these lives like watching a video tape.

Wu Xingchen tried to recall x12. He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. After a while, an oil painting appeared in front of his eyes: a picture with intertwined light and dark, the mainstream theme of the Renaissance, bright yellow sunflowers, and a grainy canvas texture , the mysterious underlying draft.Ruyizhai’s disinterested eyes appeared in front of his eyes. He remembered that his eyes lit up for a moment when he mentioned the reward. He remembered that they went to the flower shop to buy several bouquets of roses. He remembered that Ruyizhai was smoking a cigarette and didn’t want to listen to him. On the streets of Kowloon, a tram passes by, Ruyizhai chews a rose petal.

Wait, what do these things have to do with x12?How did they appear under its memory entry?Ruyizhai and x12 obviously have other related memories that can be traced back, and he ignored what happened at Teng Yu's farewell ceremony...

Why on earth did he always skip that farewell ceremony?

bid farewell.When Wu Xingchen thought of this word, his head hurt. He opened his eyes, lay on the steering wheel, and glanced at the painting tube on the passenger seat.He took x12 away from Yuanyuan. Yuanyuan had no objection, but Teng Yu had great opinion.Wu Xingchen also told Yuanyuan that if Ruyizhai returns to him and finds that the painting is missing, let him come to him.

Will he go back?Will he come to him?He has so many other paintings, would he care about this one?

Where did he go?

Where did he go on the white horse on the day of the farewell ceremony?

Wu Xingchen's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Ruyizhai disappeared for a while that day, and he intentionally avoided his disappearance, so he deliberately ignored the memory of that day?

How is it possible...how can a person ignore his own memory, how can a person deceive himself?

When Wu Xingchen was thinking wildly, Yuanyuan contacted him again.The three child psychology experts came up with the suggestion that "Union citizen Teng Yu's guardianship and custody rights should not be deprived unless necessary". Now the police department is a little dumbfounded. Taking a child to a nursing home is unheard of, so they have to deal with justice again. In short, after several back and forths, the justice department and the medical insurance department reached a consensus, and jointly suggested that the child be temporarily handed over to the lost and found office of the social service department for safekeeping. After Teng Yu finished his treatment, the child will understand.Yuan Yuan asked a few words, if you want to adopt this child, what process do you need to go through, and the people at the lost and found office immediately gave advice: the lost item should be retrieved by the lost person, and it is enough to prove that you are the lost person.

However, when Teng Yu inquired about the situation of the case and conducted the evaluation of the ability to support him at the police station, he repeatedly brought up another missing item in this case—x12, and accused Wu Xingchen of stealing x12 by name, and Consummation was the accomplice. Hormone secretion is extremely unstable, and the short-term memory storage area is too active. The Police Department did not list his testimony as available evidence.And when he showed the wanted portrait of Wu Xingchen to the boy, the boy said that the person who took him away was a person who looked exactly like Wu Xingchen, except that the person who took him had a mechanical arm, and the police department also consulted Consummation, Consummation is directly said, the person who comes is Wu Xingchen.He and Wu Xingchen had already communicated about this in advance. Wu Xingchen had long been wanted by the Social Services Department, and it didn't matter to him if he got on the wanted warrant of the police department.

In the end, the police department and the lost and found department took away Teng Yu and the boy respectively, listed Wu Xingchen as an important person urgently sought by the police department, and appealed to all walks of life to provide clues and information so that Wu Xingchen could be sent to a nursing home for rehabilitation as soon as possible. Treatment, speedy recovery, reintegration into society.

Wu Xingchen hid in the car and left after seeing a police car drive away from the parking lot.

He drove aimlessly on the street, three or four hours is really long, it can be used to watch two movies, read a 60-word book, or a 30-word ancient book, or take a visit Earth Museum.

Thinking of this, he looked up and saw the thumbnail icon of the Earth Museum shining red above the interstate.The intercontinental highway to Central Europe was dark, and behind him it was daylight.Wu Xingchen switched the driving mode, set the destination: the Earth Museum, and lay down on the driver's seat.

It is still midnight in Jerusalem, and everything is quiet. The huge holy city has long been razed to the ground by the gunfire of the first machine revolution. Only the Earth Museum built on the site of the temple after humans returned to the earth stands in in the desert.

Wu Xingchen parked his car near a cave near the museum, walked to a place where he could see the gate of the museum, and then stopped.He looked around. Since the theft of the x12, the monitoring equipment in the museum has doubled, and the work of the security patrol personnel has also been divided more carefully, and a special person has been sent to compare the electronic identity and appearance.At this time, a dog walked into the museum, and it immediately turned into a person's image after entering the gate. Even if you visit the earth in a virtual image, you must show a virtual image that is exactly the same as your real face in order to pass the security review when you arrive at the Earth Museum.

Wu Xingchen turned around and wanted to leave, at this moment, he saw Xiaoyue's special car driving to the entrance of the museum.The car stopped, Xiaoyue got out of the car yawning, looked down at the bracelet, after a while, she raised her head and looked around.

Wu Xingchen turned and walked away.

He didn't know if Xiaoyue saw him.He didn't know what he was doing in the museum, to make sure that a magnifying glass was still on the display stand where it was displayed?To make sure it wasn't replaced by a wilted rose?Come to visit Xiaoyue?Xiaoyue was the curator of the museum when she was in the museum, and she was his mother only when she was off work.But what does mother mean?blood relation?Sole relative?He is a new human baby born in the laboratory. He has no father. Like many new human women, Xiaoyue cultivated a child with her own eggs and sperm made from bone marrow stem cells.The gender is random, the talent is random, and everything else follows the health standards of new humans.After learning that the child is a boy, she named him Wu Xingchen, which means "enlightenment" and "saving oneself".

Wu Xingchen's memories began when he left the uterus outside the laboratory.He was in a nursery with other babies born through external wombs from birth until they were three, each wearing a small stretchy wristband.He still remembers the feeling of being pricked by a needle the moment he put on the bracelet.

Thinking of that feeling, a memory from his childhood suddenly appeared in his mind.

A group of children were sitting on the ground playing with building blocks, learning to walk, and learning the common language. A child showed confusion, his mouth was open, and his eyes were moist. He probably wanted to cry, but before he could cry, he would have a baby. The baby nurse came over, or fed him, or picked him up and put him to sleep.Not a single child will cry.The nursery was always quiet, the children were quietly studying, it was like a small academy, except there were no aptitude tests and dissertation papers there.

Every weekend, my mother would come to see him.After the age of three, his mother brought him home, and she entrusted a home nurse to look after him when she went to work. After she got home from work, she accompanied him according to the various suggestions provided by the parenting manual. The college has registered, and the college adopts a boarding system, one room per person. Every month, he can go home for two days for a short stay. When he is 20 years old, he graduates from the college, and he will become an adult and officially enter the society. The Department of Social Services allocated an apartment according to his place of work and the nature of his work, and he moved out of his home.Excluding vacation trips, he and his mother spent about 400 days together.According to official records, he was in a coma for ten years, which means that he had not seen his mother for more than 600 days.

I don't know if it was because of the long-term separation that the image of his mother Xiaoyue was a bit blurred. When he thought of Xiaoyue, the first thing he thought of was the title of museum curator.

When Xiaoyue thought of him, did she think of a member of the Appraisal Section or a citizen of the Union who was jointly wanted by the Social Service Department and the Police Department?

Did she see the arrest warrant issued by the police through the bracelet?

Wu Xingchen returned to the car, searched for "Wu Xingchen" on the terminal, and the terminal provided two wanted warrants.One from the Department of Social Services and one from the Police Department, posted 10 minutes ago.

Will Aria be surprised?As a former colleague, it was because her child became a wanted criminal, the sanitarium couldn't cure him, the earth war camp couldn't lock him up, and he had to be sent to the moon, he was completely crazy.He will live on the moon all his life.This is the best treatment suggestion the alliance can provide.

Would she write to the Childcare Division of the Department of Social Services asking if there was something wrong with the parenting manual she was using?So which step went wrong?Was it the bedtime story she told him about Little Red Riding Hood?Little Red Riding Hood went to the forest to meet her grandmother, met a kind hunter and a kind wolf, and they went to visit Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother's house together and had a good meal of apple pie.Or is the story about Ali Baba entering a cave and studying the treasures in the cave with forty scholars that have been lost in the long river of history together?

These stories were all selected by the nursery according to his talent.

Wu Xingchen restarted the car, and he arrived near the Dolmabahce Bell Tower, on the coast of Europe.The waves beat against the rocks, the sky was as dark as the sea, and the three-story cross-sea bridge in the distance looked like a few strings of pearls scattered in the dark night.

A milk van stopped under the bell tower, and a milkman came upstairs with a bottle of milk.A window on the fifth floor of the bell tower lit up and went dark again, and the milkman came downstairs with an empty milk bottle in a short while.

A new resident moved into his apartment, and the new resident ran out of milk.Will the new residents find the decorative lights of the cross-sea bridge dazzling?It's okay, just switch the window's light-blocking mode, and it's okay, just draw the curtains.It doesn’t matter if the milk is finished, the nutrition cake is finished, or the honey is finished, just click to buy, and the next time you open the refrigerator, you will see a full bottle of milk, and the next time you open the drawer, you will see a new nutrition cake.

The sleep of the new humans is very deep and deep, and they rarely dream. Once they fall asleep, no one can wake them up. After the new humans go to work, the workers also have a lot of free time to go in and out of other people's homes, put down the milk, and have high nutrition. butter, honey, cheese...

Do these workers wonder how other people live?

They just open one refrigerator after another and finish their work. People just complete one job after another and wait to grow old.

When a person is old and the cells lose the last trace of regenerative ability, the person dies.

There are only two kinds of death for new humans, natural old death and accidental death.Cancer, cardiovascular disease, diabetic complications, these ancient diseases can no longer harm people, the bubonic plague, smallpox, typhoid, flu, these plagues have found vaccines against them.

Experts who make vaccines are working in 24-hour shifts to develop new viruses and continue to make vaccines based on newly generated viruses.

That's the job of that tour guide, right?Create death, and kill death.

The milk car drove away, Wu Xingchen got out of the car, looked up, and the fig tree on the top of the bell tower disappeared.There are only broken brick walls left.

Ruyizhai likes to smell the smell of figs, especially green and green figs.He likes fruit trees, flower trees, and everything in nature pleases him.

Wu Xingchen walked into the cemetery opposite the bell tower.He saw the peach blossom tree.It's still there, the trunk is thicker, the branches are thicker, and it's growing really well.Autumn is here, the peach blossoms have already fallen clean, the peach leaves have withered, and the ink-washed branches are bare.

Wu Xingchen grabbed the elm flower in his pocket.The flowers are also withered, the petals are yellow and wrinkled, they are not fragrant, and they even start to stink.It fell from a branch by accident, and aging took its life.

Will this be his end?Because of an unexpected accident, he lost his job and his life, and in whose pocket will he grow old?

A gust of wind blows away the flower in Wu Xingchen’s hand, no, the flower dies the moment it leaves the branch, just like the moment a person is born, he is put into his pocket by death, he has already stepped into the cemetery .

Wu Xingchen suddenly wanted to cry, and opened his mouth. There was no babysitter to meet his unspoken needs, so he cried out.

How did they know what he needed?

Can they see his background data?His hunger neurons were triggered, a neuropeptide substance was secreted, and he was controlled by feelings of anger, emptiness, and the only way to release this secretion was through tears, howling.

Any emotion can find its source, it is nothing more than protein, nothing more than hormones, and what makes up the human body is nothing more than some proteins, lipids, and sugars.These ingredients also make up a pig, a dog, and a horse.How are humans different from these animals?Is it different to stand on two legs and walk?Is speaking in Common Tongue different?

Man is also a part of nature, he also belongs to nature, why can't he win the favor of Ruyizhai?

He hates people.He'd seen it early on, he hated the Common Tongue, he sneered at companionship, he didn't like private cars, he didn't like all human inventions.He is obsessed with outdated theater forms and paper books, but he doesn't seem to like them. When acting, his eyes are lazy, lacking passion, and cold.

cold.Isn't it right now?The wind is cold, the night is cold, and the dead leaves that fall are cold.The trunk is also cold.

Will the cold Ruyizhai also want to be warm?In what corner of the world was there some fire warming his hands and illuminating his face?Who in this world can make him feel warm?What corner of the world kept his traces?

Will there be news of him in the theaters he has performed in?

He thought of an underground theater in Paris.Paris...Ruyizhai has performed in Paris, and his antique shop is also opened in Paris. Does he have a difficult feeling for Paris?

Or go to Paris to see it.