Mountains and seas have a home

"Time is racing against each of us." Tang Ji sat in the car, and the driver put the tablet up in front of him. Ji Yao's face was pale white under the spotlight, "Although we are dealing with time."

Hearing Tang Ji's soft voice, the driver turned his head and glanced at him. Tang Ji's face was as cold as ever, and the corners of his mouth were stretched into a bowstring arc, making people afraid to get close.The driver didn't speak, and continued to whistle cheerfully, leaning on the warm seat and watching the news broadcast.

The car was parked on the bank of the river, not far away was a raised hillside, and there were several farmers in the valley. The thick thatched roofs and walls oppressed the small windows.Old ravens stand on dead branches and chatter, and hounds in front of the farmer's house bark at the jeep.

After Ji Yao finished his speech, he collected his speech and walked off the stage to accept questions from reporters. Two security guards stood beside him, keeping the reporters at a distance of one meter.The security officer's suit was full of guns, Ji Yao had a jackknife sewn into his sleeve, and Sand/Desert/Zhi/Eagle was buckled on the back of his belt.

Tang Ji looked at the portrait on the tablet in a daze, and the pin on Ji Yao's tie shone like a silver candle.His back is straight, and his gestures and gestures have an inherent solemnity and sternness, especially his face, which is flawless.Earlier Tang Ji heard that Ji Yao was a flower of K University, but now it seems that she is even more amazing than before.

The driver looked at Tang Ji with empty eyes, and his mind was not on the news at all.He wanted to have a drink with Tang Ji, but he didn't answer after calling several times. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Tang Ji's eyes, and yelled loudly: "Brother Wolf!"

This sound brought back Tang Ji's thoughts, and the driver saw that Brother Lang's shoulders trembled slightly, and then his hand suffered a disaster—Tang Ji raised his hand and grabbed the driver's wrist, and slapped it It cut on the driver's shoulder blade and dislocated with a click.

Tang Ji finished this series of actions in one go, almost instantly, the driver blinked his eyes, and the severe pain knocked him down, screaming for mercy, rolling his arms around on the seat and howling. .

"Oh, I'm sorry." Tang Ji realized that he had accidentally injured someone by overreacting. He raised his hand to show his innocence, apologized lightly, and blocked his ears to prevent the driver's howling from entering his mind.

"Apologizing is useless!" The driver was so painful that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, he gritted his teeth and raised his leg to kick someone, but he kicked on the side baffle with a loud bang, "Quickly pick it up for me, damn it To drive!"

Tang Ji looked at the distorted expression of the driver and smiled—yes, he smiled—this forced the driver to burst into tears. He is only 19 years old this year.

At the age of 19, he is still a young man. He should be sitting on the warm kang and eating burnt sweet peanuts. Maybe he can drink white wine to warm up with his father's permission.But he didn't, he took Tang Ji and galloped for hundreds of kilometers along the snowfields of Siberia. There was no warm wine and peanuts, only the endless cold wind and the rich aroma of cooking fish over a fire.

The more the driver thought about it, the more aggrieved he became. There were still a few days before the New Year, so he called his parents, who sighed and told him to come back early after finishing the task.On the road, I had to eat and sleep in the open, and I still had to be angry with Tang Ji, and I had to hold back when I was angry, as if I was blown up, it all turned into warm tears and rolled out.

Tang Ji wanted to tease him, but he didn't expect that the young man's tears would come as soon as he said it, and he was caught off guard.His eyes were stung by the tears falling from the tip of his chin, and someone's face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, overlapping each other, and he felt familiar, as if someone had cried like this before in front of him.

A rare kind of pity and heartache climbed up from the bottom of his heart, and the back of his head was aching. He raised his hand and went around to press it. The long string of numbers protruding from the bottom of his hair was so hot that his fingers could blister.

FUCK.Tang Ji cursed secretly, held back the pain and leaned over to grab the driver, and reattached his arm in two or three.The driver glared at Tang Ji sobbing, but Tang Ji didn't look at him, turned around and opened the car door, closed it with a bang, leaned on the car door, covered his head and squatted down.

The driver lay on the chair panting heavily, his grievances had not yet passed, a small cry came from his throat, he raised his hand, he was safe and sound.He glanced at Tang Ji outside the window, raised his hand to cover his mouth and drained the last tear, his eye sockets were soaked and itchy.

Before the news was over, the handsome representative was explaining to the reporter with hand gestures. The driver didn't care to admire Ji Yao's appearance as Mr. Xu in the north of the city. There were a few old ravens.

Tang Ji pulled the hair on the back of his head, and it was painful, but it was not as painful as the burning pain inside.The aorta was throbbing crazily, and he couldn't escape the ubiquitous pain even if he curled up into a ball.

Just now he felt a little pity for the driver, and it was this feeling that put him in the current situation.He knew that he couldn't be soft-hearted, his heart had been frozen hard, and if he was soft-hearted, he would die.

Seeing that Tang Ji hadn't got in the car for a long time, the driver was curious, but still refused to get out of the car to check.Tang Ji sat in the snow wind for a while, leaning on the wheels of the jeep to recover his strength. He watched star spots of people exposed in the overwhelming snow, and the frozen river meandered endlessly.

After a while, the driver heard someone knocking on the window, and then the car door was opened from the outside. A man in a woolen coat leaned over the door and said, "Get out of the car."

With this cold tone again, like talking to a dead person, the driver felt annoyed, and turned his face back: "What are you doing when you get out of the car? Why should I listen to you?"

Tang Ji saw that his eyes were still red, the tip of his nose was also red, there were still unwiped tears on his face, his voice was nasal, and his eyes were half wronged and half angry.Like a preyed wild cat.

"Get out of the car, and I'll drive." Tang Ji slowed down his voice, holding the car door with one hand to block the wind outside.

"Nonsense, you drove away and left me here to feed the wild wind? Let me tell you! I've had enough! I won't do it..."

Before he could speak, someone grabbed his chin and covered his mouth and dragged him out of the seat, hitting his face with snowy hairs all over the sky, but he was quickly blocked by Tang Ji's body.The driver struggled with his eyes wide open, preferring to die rather than submit, swearing and swearing, but couldn't articulate a word.

With a bang, he was stuffed into the passenger seat, and the driver fell on the seat. Tang Ji pressed his shoulders heavily, pulled off the seat belt and tied him up, buckling him on the seat so he couldn't move.

"Fuck! You are kidnapping!"

Tang Ji closed the car door and came in from the other side. He glanced at the driver, ignored his swearing about Northeast China, and tightened his coat. After starting the car, he stepped on the accelerator, and the jeep bumped and disappeared quickly along the river bank.

After Fu Zhong sent Ji Yao away, he didn't go to the conference site. He heard various languages ​​spoken by reporters from various countries through the wall, and the tide covered him.Today is a special day, everyone rushed to the press conference, and the underground base was extremely deserted.

Walking through a corridor next to the glass elevator, he took out a black card from his tight sleeves and swiped open the groove on the wall. The metal wall opened silently, revealing the light behind him, and Fu Zhong walked in. , the wall closes behind.

Behind the wall is not a huge space, only a small cubicle three or four meters to the left and right, with a light on overhead, and a bright red sign in front of it, saying "Elevator out of service".

There is a keypad in front of the elevator door. It is said that ordinary elevators will not install this kind of thing. It looks like a password disk.Fu Zhong swiped the black card in his hand, opened the card, and entered the numbers according to the string below. Soon, the red light turned into green light.

The elevator arrived after waiting for a while, and when the door was opened, there was a small figure inside, who turned out to be an acquaintance—Xiao Zhuoming.

Fu Zhong was a little surprised. He didn't expect Xiao Zhuoming to be inside, but he didn't show any emotion. He stepped into the elevator and looked around. He didn't see the familiar floor button, but it was expected.

Xiao Zhuoming pushed his glasses, stood aside a little, and asked, "Where are you going too?"

"Well, I didn't expect to meet you." Fu Zhong put his hands in his pockets, inside the windbreaker was a neat suit, and the leather shoes under his feet were polished so that his silhouette could be seen, and the heels hit the ground with a hard sound.

The lab coat on Xiao Zhuoming smelled of formalin and disinfectant alcohol. Fu Zhong looked her up and down and said, "You just came out of the lab?"

"Yes, the experiment has encountered a little problem, I'm going to check the database." Xiao Zhuoming said flatly, her gaze was always on the screen in front of her, and the number was gradually increasing, indicating that they had reached several thousand meters underground.

Fu Zhong didn't speak a word, and tapped the black card lightly with his fingers in his pocket.Xiao Zhuoming raised his head to look at him, and asked, "What are you doing down here? There are many authorities in that place, and your identity can't pass it."

"I know," Fu Zhong nodded, "You can't go there as an intern."

"I have the authorization of my teacher, and my teacher can come and go freely."

"Oh, then we are with each other."

He didn't say anything, but Xiao Zhuoming understood what he meant, she lowered her eyes and smiled, and lightly kicked her toes.Fu Zhong was thinking about Xiao Zhuoming's words. Her teacher was Professor Yang, the professor of the medical department who often went to CUBL in the East District. Xiao Zhuoming suddenly appeared on this elevator, so it couldn't be said that there was no problem.

Fu Zhong looked at the numbers on the screen and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. The signal was still good at a depth of 7000 meters.After he dialed, he answered and dialed thousands of miles away to Beijing, China: "Are you ready? I'm about to start."

"I'm fine, you can just send me a signal later. I didn't expect you to come to me to do this kind of thing. It's not like you, such a righteous person, can do it."

Fu Zhong stood on tiptoe with a smile, but his eyes were cold. He looked at the numbers jumping on the screen and said, "You know what, I know what I'm doing. Don't ask questions. Don't talk. Do more things. The place is here, you start."

Go down to the bottom floor, which is 7000 meters above the ground, completely independent of the upper space, and can only be reached by taking a special elevator.Oxygen is continuously supplied in, the outside temperature is as high as 140 degrees Celsius, and the cooling system maintains the indoor temperature at around 25 degrees Celsius.

Out of the elevator is an alloy corridor. Behind these seemingly safe and stable alloy walls, they are often filled with explosive liquids, and seven layers of interlayers are even made, nerve gas, black/fire/powder, filled layer by layer.

These are all self-protection systems controlled by Moros. In the emergency of an invasion, the damage caused by detonating these explosives/powders is no less than that of underground nuclear/bomb explosions.

Xiao Zhuoming walked in front, carrying a suitcase in one hand and a lab coat in the other.There are five gates in the corridor, and cameras are installed at intervals.Fu Zhong tilted his head to look at the electronic eye of the camera, swiped open the heavy iron door with a black card expressionlessly, then took off his gloves, pressed the five fingers of the gloves on the fingerprint screen to scan and allowed to pass.

These electronic eyes are all blind.

Because Lin Cheng was sitting in the old warehouse at this time, formulas and programs were scrolling on the huge combined computer screen, and the camera projection was displayed on the screen in the lower right corner, and he froze the picture at the previous clip, only the time seemed to be normal change.

This is a cover-up, covering up Fu Zhong and allowing him to enter the quadruple entrance guard.The four-fold access control requires different authentications, and Fu Zhong is all fake, including the black card in his hand, which was taken from Ji Yao when he was in Ji Yao's office just now.

The last door passed, and Fu Zhong stood in front of the huge alloy door at the end of the corridor. He looked up and saw the nameplate on the top of it: "base database".

Look at the time, time is running out, Xiao Zhuoming disappeared at this time, Fu Zhong looked back at the corridor when he came, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. He opened those doors as well.

This feeling is very bad. Lin Cheng's urging voice came from the earphones on his ears. Fu Zhong didn't dare to hesitate too much. The longer he stays here, the more dangerous he will be, and there will be a press conference later. place.

As before, he used Ji Yao's card to enter the database. He never expected that such a card would have such great privileges, and the series of methods he had prepared before suddenly became useless.

"Help me scan the whole situation here to see where there is a door, where there is a downward or upward entrance, and the evacuation route." Fu Zhong said to Lin Cheng with his earphone pressed.

Lin Cheng is always very efficient in handling affairs: "After scanning, the upper floor is the monitoring room, the second floor is suspected to be an archive, and the third floor is a data retrieval library, which is equivalent to a digital library."

"There is an archive below?"

"Yes, the scanned things have been sent to you. Look for yourself. The entrance is in the northwest corner of the monitoring room. There is a door there. Behind the door is a staircase, just go down."

Fu Zhong stood in front of the computer in the center of the monitoring room, turned it on, and said to Lin Cheng: "It's your turn to do it, the protection measures here are very strong, and Moros is the artificial intelligence here, which is at the same level as Xinghe. Take it, don't make any noise."

Lin Cheng put on his earphones in front of the computer screen in the old warehouse, kicked away the waste steel next to him, put down a bottle of wine in his hand, and sat down: "This is what I do, I hacked my dad's internet monitoring, hacked into the Galaxy Stealing exam papers, although not very honorable."

"Even your father will not be spared."

"I was doing it secretly for fun, but I saw his surveillance. I saw Chief Wei. He is very good at singing."

"Well, he is really good at singing." Fu Zhong operated in front of the floating screen, moving his fingers like flying, and suddenly stopped his fingers, "Did you see him singing from the surveillance? When?"

Lin Cheng smiled, the keyboard crackled, took a sip of wine, and said casually: "When I was in the time bureau, we held bonfire parties. Chief Wei liked to sing, and it was very nice."

Fu Zhong frowned, Lin Cheng's tone was as calm as water, and he couldn't fault it, even with a light smile.He said that Wei Shanhua sang very well, and the ending sound was scattered into the sound of keyboard tapping, which was very gentle.

Lin Cheng didn't tell the truth.

I didn't pay much attention to this, tens of thousands of grids popped up on the floating screen, and each grid corresponds to a monitoring scene.Fu Zhong quickly found the one outside Ji Yao's room. According to Ji Yao's description, it was this camera that was aimed at him.

"Check this, don't use the others." Fu Zhong sent the information.

Although Lin Cheng was a little surprised why he insisted on checking this, he didn't say much, he was already dull, and the wine in his hand exuded a strong aroma.Fu Zhong was wandering in the monitoring room. He found the northwest corner, and there was indeed a door, which also required privileges to open.

He suddenly remembered that Xiao Zhuoming also came here, but now he is nowhere to be seen, so where did she go?Is the data retrieval library under the end gone?

After reading the scanned image sent by Lin Cheng, it is a three-story building. To get to the second and third floors, one must pass through the door at the northwest corner of the first floor.Fu Zhong graduated from Architecture. Ordinarily, such an architectural design is quite unreasonable.

Walked around twice, quietly.Lin Cheng’s voice came over, and the clues that Lin Cheng had found popped up on the phone: “I have checked thoroughly, this camera has only temporarily changed its direction once. Moreover, Molos has been preventing me from investigating, it is too strong, I am not sure can beat it."

Fu Zhong told Lin Cheng to stop, because a red alarm had appeared on the floating screen. It was discovered that the intruder was capturing a fixed point. Fortunately, Lin Cheng exited in time, and the red alarm disappeared.

Lin Cheng brought the wine bottle to his mouth, blew into the bottle, took a big gulp, swallowed it, his throat was so hot.He stared at the screen with a cloud over his face.He lied to Fu Zhong, what he saw on his father's computer was actually the scene of Shanhua going hunting in Chita, surrounded by pine forests and white snow, someone singing to wine.

He didn't know why his father had this kind of monitoring at the time, as if a group of people were staring at the meat on the chopping board and discussing how to chop it up.

From then on, he felt that there was something wrong with it, and Fu Zhong came to investigate today, which further confirmed the hidden worry in his heart.

"You look for other useful clues, mainly to find out who has seen these surveillance." Fu Zhong said.

"Why do you want to check this?"

"Someone is being watched."

"Who?"

"...someone I care about."

"Oh." Lin Cheng responded indifferently, and couldn't help thinking, risking being killed by Moros detonating the explosion/powder, why did he also come to do this?

Fu Zhong opened the door in the northwest corner, and a spiral staircase appeared behind the door, leading to the bottom. There was a metallic smell floating in the air, as well as a strange smell, but he couldn't tell what it was.

There are rows of metal shelves in the database, and Fu Zhong walked over. Each row of shelves is full of neat glass jars with metal seals, and there are paper files inside. These are the previous missions. Dossiers, sorted chronologically.

The chandelier on the top was silently on, and in the empty database there was only the sound of air currents as he walked, not even the hard-soled leather shoes made it sound.Tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of metal cans reflected Fu Zhong's shuttle figure, and the windbreaker flashed past, as if tens of thousands of people had appeared in the entire space out of thin air.

Lin Cheng looked at the building scan, jumped up when he saw the second floor, maximized the scan, pressed the headset and said to Fu Zhong: "Someone is entering the second floor, pay attention, pay attention!"