Human on a Chip Project

The consequence of not firm will, Nan Yiming thought when he woke up the next day, was depravity.He buried his face in the pillow.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xuan was very skillful, and he hadn't seen it for a long time, and finally he bit the quilt so that he didn't disturb the people next door.The corners of the mouth in the pillow curled up.

According to what he said last night, Chen Xuan usually only has one channel, and he probably learned it through practice.Environment really shapes people.

This is particularly bad, Nan Yiming turned over and told himself solemnly that he was enjoying himself a lot, and there was always a fluke mentality of not really doing anything.Isn't it time to do it again?

It can be inferred that it was affected by the environment once, and if it is committed again... it must not be committed again!

Tsk, what a pity.It's a place that looks like you're risking your life to find someone.

Another voice said in my head, if I just go to the end next time, it will be more troublesome and more repulsive, maybe I will quit once.

What kind of psychology is this? !

……Ruined.Nan Yiming raised the corner of his mouth again.

"Did you sleep well?" The neatly dressed Chen Xuan walked in, refreshed, holding a bag in his hand. "We have to go."

Nan Yiming sat up and took a look at the bag.It contained two morning meals, two lunch boxes and an envelope.Inside the envelope was some cash and a blank bill.

"Did he see the arrest warrant?"

Chen Xuan nodded.The owner of the apartment is so considerate and generous, which means that we will never see each other again.

The reality of exile weighs down.The struggles in Nan Yiming's head immediately seemed insignificant - let's talk about it after surviving.

For the sake of caution, Chen Xuan still chose a roundabout route, and arrived at a vegetable market on the outskirts of the city before noon.

When he walked nearby, Nan Yiming felt that he had never seen such a decayed place more than 300 years ago.The vegetable market is actually a stall with some stalls in the middle of two rows of bungalows. The road is not even closed, and the road is full of potholes.The wind blows, and dust and garbage fly everywhere.

Chen Xuan pointed to the fast food stall next to him and said, "I guess there's nothing to eat, but just sit and wait for me for a while. I'm going to meet someone, don't show up."

The person I met was a clay doll seller, and Nan Yiming could only see his back from a distance, which looked familiar.Since Chen Xuan had solemnly told him not to be seen, he reluctantly ordered some noodle soup, and listened attentively after it was steaming hot.

"How to sell?"

"Two yuan for the small one, five yuan for the big one, it's cheaper to buy more."

"One big and one small."

"Or two big ones, pair."

"It's okay, you can give me a little cheaper, and help me choose two good-looking ones. Hey, does this doll have a name?"

"If you want it, you can have it."

"You think about it?"

"Hey, I'm not a manipulator. Why don't you go home and ask my neighbors, if anyone knows how to name them? I'll tell you next time."

"That's fine, one name is enough. This thing is just for display, maybe it will be broken someday."

After taking the doll, Chen Xuan didn't come back directly, but walked into a grocery store.

The clay doll seller seemed to have completed today's sales, cleaned up the stall, and came over here.

Nan Yiming's noodle soup was cold, and the heat to cover his face was gone. Just when the man was about to pass by, he got up to find the chili bottle.

After a while, Chen Xuan came back and took out the mask bought in the grocery store and handed it over.

"It's gray and it's getting cold, so put it on."

He looked at the cold bowl on the table, he didn't want to throw it away, and ate the noodles and soup in a few mouthfuls.

The two continued to circle around in silence.

With comparison, Nan Yiming estimated that the vegetable market is actually a boutique section of this area.

To say that the shanty town behind the train station was dilapidated and messy yesterday, but some order remained there, and people still had hope, and their lives were a little effortful.

The people here don't seem to want to live very much, everyone looks like a desperado, and the place where they live naturally has the background of today and no tomorrow.

Why are they still hanging around here?Nan Yiming was a little worried.

Chen Xuan became more and more anxious as he walked, and the stones on the ground also suffered, being kicked away by him from time to time.He looked here and there, breathing continuously, his eyes were frighteningly sharp, and he didn't know who had provoked him.

Walking through an intersection, Chen Xuan's hands slipped, and the bag containing the clay doll fell to the ground, and the doll was broken into pieces in the bag.

"Tsk, look at my hand. I'll buy you two more later."

He reached into the bag and pulled the pieces, as if reluctantly, then picked up the bag and continued walking.We walked around a few more blocks and stopped in front of a house that didn't seem to be knocked down.

A key was held in the hand of the whole fragment just now.

The house is passable, everything is simple and well-regulated, and it is no problem to live a low-key and simple life for a few days.

After closing the door, Chen Xuan checked it carefully. In Nan Yiming's eyes, it looked like he was catching ants.

After a long time, he seemed to be more relaxed. He put the bag of broken dolls on the table, and shook out a mobile phone and a stack of banknotes from it.

"It was Old Zheng just now?" Nan Yiming asked quietly.

Chen Xuan suddenly looked up at him.

"He moved away from me after you left—he didn't notice me."

Chen Xuan looked at him deeply for a while, and said, "This place was arranged by Lao Zheng. The money was entrusted by Gina to bring him—the bonus for black market clues." He snorted.

"You don't want them to know I'm alive?"

"...Yes. I just asked Lao Zheng to get a fake identity, and I only need one copy."

"It's okay, that kind of situation is not dead, there is no way to explain it."

"I dare not let them know too much... and I don't know who to trust."

"Is it okay for the two of us to walk on the street just now?"

"This is Lao Zheng's own den. I have never been here, and there is no one who knows me nearby, and I have been using supernatural powers, so no one will recognize us. In fact, except for Gina, we are all ordinary people. Every day Going to work to pay off the mortgage. Lao Zheng still has two children. It’s just that we have to be prepared for these places because we occasionally do those things in the hospital. Further, we can’t do follow-up surveillance and investigations.” Chen Xuan straightened it out Reasonable thoughts, and said: "It's not that I don't trust their character, but they may also be investigated soon. Who knows what will lead to it?"

Having said that, Chen Xuan turned on the phone, plugged it in and put it on the shoe cabinet.

"Can I have two hairs?"

He wound his hair carefully around the hinges.Nan Yiming reckoned that if he closed the door and opened it again, his hair would be broken.

It turned out to be another set.

"Let's go." Nothing was left except the phone.

The place they ended up in was actually not far from the dilapidated and chaotic area, a bit outside the city, almost in the countryside.

There is also an unofficial name for this place, "Shancai Lan", which is said to imply perseverance and self-improvement.

It was dusk when we arrived, and there were no street lights, so we couldn't see clearly the situation on the street.However, the general impression is that even if the nearby houses are equally dilapidated, they are more dilapidated and tidy.

The doors and windows are broken, but I still know how to block them with plastic sheets.The wall is a bit crooked, and it is also fixed with brackets.Although the road was not sealed, it was paved with large stone slabs, and the drainage system was also covered.The dust smell is not too bad.

There were also people who littered things and dried clothes on the road, but most of those objects showed signs of being looked after by people, and they were not placed in the middle of the road.

At this time, the smell of dinner and the sound of greeting family members came from every house.There were also noises, beatings and scolding, much less than the place in the afternoon, and it was considered peaceful in comparison.Occasionally I saw people on the road, although they looked unseemly, they were not vicious after all.

Or, is it because I am used to seeing it all afternoon, so I am not so surprised?Nan Yiming felt that his standards had been lowered again and again, and could not be lowered.

Chen Xuan's house, or shed, was much worse than Lao Zheng's. It was a rectangle surrounded by iron sheets.There is a room slightly larger than a bed inside, separated by shelves and the little space left behind.There are crowded toilets, showers and a small stove, partitioned by plastic curtains.

Fortunately, the bathroom is inside, so there is no need to share it with the whole street, Nan Yiming comforted himself, and by looking at it, all the necessities are available.

It's obvious that no one has been here for a long time.Everything is wrapped and covered, and when unpacked, everything is clean and tidy.Nan Yiming felt that since he went out in the morning, he finally encountered something that made him a little happy.

Autumn rain is falling outside, knocking on the tin roof. I guess it might sound a bit wonderful when you are in a good mood, but now I just feel that sound, and the cold wind blowing in through the cracks, make up the word "desolate". .

The dim light bulbs are hung by the wires that provide electricity, relying on the small size of the room, it is enough.The wires run along the damp iron sheet to the outside.It is estimated that people who can freely use electromagnetic waves feel that their lives are not in danger.

Chen Xuan has been operating with supernatural powers all day, and now she is sitting on the bed, too tired to move.

"Lie down, I'll get you something to eat."

They bought some rice and vegetables on the way, Nan Yiming specially took the ingredients of ginger syrup, cooked it after a while and brought it over.

It was only then that Chen Xuan separated his headache, sore throat, and stuffy nose from the fatigue that was almost overwhelming him.Appears to be ill.He remembered that it was a bit cold when he came out early in the morning, and the two of them sneezed a few times without wearing thick clothes.I didn't care, but someone cared.

After drinking the ginger syrup while it was hot, he broke out in a thin layer of sweat, and felt a little better all over his body.

Chen Xuan stared down at the empty bowl, and murmured: "It was originally prepared for myself, a temporary place to stay, and I feel that I can make do with anything, and I never thought that I would bring anyone here." Especially you, he added to his heart. One sentence.

Nan Yiming heard his self-blame and apology unconsciously, mixed in his strong nasal voice, and began to feel sorry for him again.

According to the normal script, it seems that I should say some comforting words to share the joys and sorrows, but I said: "Is it safe here?"

"Absolutely safe. Absolutely safe tonight at least."

"That's good. You can drink another bowl of soup and go to bed after dinner. Don't think about anything, just take care of your body first."

Chen Xuan's illness came on very quickly, and he couldn't stand it any longer, so he followed the doctor's advice and fell asleep.

In the tin shed, there was only the sound of raindrops and cold wind, accompanied by Nan Yiming tidying up.

He wiped the last bowl and put it on the bowl rack above the stove, with his hands still on the edge of the bowl rack, and buried his face in his arms.

The chip is still stuck in system repair state.

It's been two days, and the repair deadline has passed.

In the final analysis, it is an electronic instrument, it is very lucky that it is not burned out immediately after being passed through by a strong current.Looks like luck ends here.

luck?Ah.

In the past few days, fate has used a combination of punches on him.Can it be worse than it is now?

He remembered the clinical manifestations of three cases of chip failure that he heard before he died in his previous life.

The knife he snatched from the Secret Service agent was pinned to his waist all the time.The hand hanging by the side held the handle of the knife, rubbing its thumb.

It's better to die than to go crazy.

The author has something to say: Nan Yiming: "The most important thing is to have a positive attitude. Don't be afraid if you have no experience. Come, my brother will teach you."

Chen Xuan unbuttoned the belt of the bathrobe in slow motion, and flung off the sleeves, revealing her round and strong shoulders.Like a big cat, he leaned forward majestically and asked condescendingly, "Which aspect do you say you have no experience in?"