Abyssal Kingdom

Wei An returned to the house. The warm colors here are unanimously recommended by decoration magazines, making people think of home and belonging.

They pass through the thriving gardens, the large shaded front porch, and then the interior, which is equally open to views, and the whole house is very livable.

Wei An walked into the living room and took off his coat.

It was also stained with the blood of the deceased in the Rambler Hotel, so it should be thrown away, but Wei An didn't care, so he just threw it to the housekeeping robot and washed it.

Gui Ling followed him all the time, before Wei An returned to the room, he silently handed him a round bio-upgrade chip.

Wei An took it over, and the metallic light of the chip flowed, as cold as a blade.

This is a high-end storage mode originated from ancient civilizations. When placed on the reading area of ​​the terminal, the main program will automatically start upgrading, and the chip will be disassembled after the end. It is not only confidential, but also clean and environmentally friendly.

He smiled at Gui Ling and said, "I will start upgrading immediately."

Gui Ling gave a soft "hmm", bathed in bright light, he was tall and handsome, with a pair of completely dark eyes.

Wei An put the chip in the reading place, and a window popped up on the contract interface soon, indicating that the upgrade had started.

He looked at it for a while, turned around, and went to take a shower.

The smell of blood and the tomb of the ancient city seemed to soak into the bones. Wei An stayed in the bathroom for a long time, and when he came out after wiping his hair, more than half an hour had passed.

The contract interface was as usual. He went to look at it and found that the progress bar was barely moving.

It shows: upgrade complete: 0.3%.

Wei An looked at this number in surprise, he had never seen such a slow upgrade speed except on ancient old computers.

Wei An's first reaction was to ask Gui Ling, but it's a bit late now, and his workaholic behavior doesn't fit his image, so let's forget it.

I'll ask again tomorrow to see if he can do anything. I'm already using the most powerful civilian terminal at present, but it seems that there is still a big gap with the technology of ancient civilizations.

He thought about it and laughed.

It is so troublesome to upgrade a contract, he is also struggling.

Wei An started to deal with the mobile phone he got from Tao Jinlai.

He took out the reading device, connected to the mobile phone, and started decrypting. The product and quality of the Ministry of Internal Affairs are guaranteed. After 3 minutes, the decryption was completed. Wei An entered the memory area to check the situation.

He did these things in an orderly manner, and quickly confirmed the situation of Tao Jinlai's incoming and outgoing calls. Most of the people who talked with him were dealt with by Guiling in the hotel. Only one person who dialed the number before the prayer meeting was still alive. Just in the same cloud.

This person should be the ghost of the person in charge of Taoyuan's internal assembly. Wei An checked it out, wrote down the relevant information, and planned to turn this matter back into the police investigation.

These people must be removed.

The trouble was Tao Jinlai's last phone call.

Wei An looked at the number for a few seconds, then unconsciously tapped the table with his fingertips.

This is a one-time number, not any local number in Taoyuan, nor is it from another province. It dials the switchboard of a large starship.

Although human beings' current interstellar navigation capabilities are very general and need to be carried out through transition points, thanks to the blessings of ancient civilizations, instant messaging is very advanced. Transfer, you can achieve almost real-time calls.

Wei An could see that this was a third-level switchboard, for military use, and only a fleet of more than [-] ships had such a configuration.The situation is still obvious.

Why did the conspirator at the prayer meeting get involved with the investigation team sent by the core star field?

Wei An fumbled in his pocket and found the crumpled cigarette left over from the day.

He touched the previous energy gun from the drawer, set it to the high-temperature combustion function, and lit it.

This is a big event, and the forces involved are getting bigger and bigger. Wei An looked at the screen and smoked for a while. In the past many years, he had cigarettes on hand when handling cases. He thought about how to maintain stability, which is more in line with Taoyuan's well-being. , so that everyone can continue to live in peace.

Wei An knew that smoking was bad for the body, but he liked the feeling of damaging the body.

For a moment, he seemed to be back to the previous situation full of struggles, conspiracies, and games between major forces. That world smelled of decay and blood. You have to find a foothold, like walking on a tightrope. He has always been good at it.

Wei An stubbed out the cigarette butt, added a stronger security setting to the phone, and then made a call.

It took a while for the call to be connected. It is estimated that the person on the other end is thinking about who is calling.This is a confidential number, and very few people know it. After all, this person has enemies all over the universe and is involved in countless conspiracies, so not just anyone can talk.

He Xin gave this identification code to an important informant, but the other party had already died.

The phone was connected, but the person on the other side did not speak.

"He Xin." Wei An said.

"Yes." A voice came from over there.

Very low and concise, in this kind of conversation, everyone is very restrained in speaking, trying not to reveal information.

"I have a number here." Wei An said.

He said the extension number he just got from Tao Jinlai.

"I got it from Tao Jinlai," he said.

There was no response from the other side for a while, the silence contained a very high concentration of information, involving Tao Jinlai's identity, whether He Xin was credible, why he believed the information provided by the anonymous informant, and so on, but Wei An knew that he could achieve his goal.

During the long silence, he heard a few gunshots in the distance.

There were screams and shouts, which were never allowed on a well-disciplined warship. Wei An thought that He Xin's warship was experiencing chaos, and it might be his flagship.

Attacked?Mutiny?

This can be said to be unreasonable. This time it is said that an investigation team is here, but He Xin does not really have a "team" in his hands, but a really powerful army.

And he is not a person who can be killed and replaced casually. He is a direct descendant of a big family, a heavyweight, and the power behind him is huge, so he was sent to Taoyuan to sit in charge.

The phone was still silent, and the sound of fighting echoed in the background.

Then He Xin spoke, sounding calm.

He said, "Thank you."

Wei An hung up the phone.

He thought for a moment about the slaughter in the distant universe.

In the narrow space like the steel coffin of the starship, the outside world is endless and deadly darkness.

Everything about the starship looks high-tech, but some places are very primitive.There will be no sound in the vacuum, and the abandoned corpses cannot be found. People are so small in the vast universe that they almost do not exist. It will be an extremely secretive and brutal battle.

Mutiny, what are these people going to do?

But no matter what happens, it's nothing new.

This kind of conspiracy is a huge hunting ground full of blood and bites at the upper echelon of the Federation. Give He Xin the number and let them make trouble.

Wei An put the matter aside after making the phone call to balance the power, and went to look at the skull hard drive obtained from the sinking space.

When he opened the file, he glanced at Guiling's room, thinking that the "wall" was about to climb out again, and he should be able to rescue him in time at such a close distance.

The icon for the folder changed, into a gray sign that the ancient civilization didn't know what it meant.

The interface is also greyed out, and the area near the "wall" time is extremely dark, like a black hole, surrounded by some kind of broken egg or biological body, as if something crawled out of the video segment where it was located, and started working in Guiling again. Dead in that moment.

And all the data for the one-month period around the "wall" disappeared.

For a moment, Wei An wanted to clear the entire folder, but there were residual videos in it, so he endured his nausea and continued watching.

On the hard drive, the records of the army's early explorations in the city escaped unharmed, and are relatively complete.

Most of the pictures were taken by cameras on cars, helmets, or temporary buildings. Wei An clicked on the earliest one, and it was a group of soldiers who built a temporary fort and started a fire to cook.

Wei An saw a soldier put dehydrated vegetables into the pot, and his comrade mysteriously took out a bottle of pickles and said, "Put some of this in, it will be very tasty, it's my wife's trick—"

He turned his head and said to another person in the camping circle, "Do you have any sausages over there?"

"Your team used to eat extra meals every day, now that you have finished eating, don't try to think about us!" the other party shouted.

"I saved your life..."

"Then it was three fucking months ago. You can't finish it. You can borrow a life that owes you with sausages!"

"You don't need to pay back your life, just give the sausage!"

These words are full of life, but the "wall" has covered all the videos on the hard drive with noise, and those soldiers are like a ghost army walking out of the void snowflakes.

During this process, the screen will flicker from time to time, and distorted lines will appear.

That's because owners of skull hard drives -- they're also called implants -- sometimes go into spasms.

The development of human science and technology has always been very uneven, because of the legacy of ancient civilizations, they are very advanced in technologies such as weather control and biological machinery, but they are still stuck in the ancient mechanical age in other aspects.

Among them, biological replacement surgery is a relatively advanced technology that allows people to directly control machines with the dexterity of their minds. It is an important technical force for the military, government or large companies.

In this technology, the body and the machine are so deeply integrated that the fluctuations in the "implant's" body and emotions will affect the video recording to a certain extent. The flickering images that should have been recorded coldly reflect the pain of the living body. .

Wei An watched this distant scene in his quiet house.

In the video, a soldier who was too young complained: "Nothing has happened since we arrived in Ashes City. The change of defense has been delayed for a week. There are only a few newcomers here, just treat us as slaves—"

"We are slaves, what do you think," said another voice.

"We have wages, but if we have wages, it doesn't count!"

"Why do you keep calling this City of Ashes?" A person who probably just came to change defenses asked, "I see that the official documents only have a number, but no name."

"City of Ashes, haven't you heard of City of Ashes?!" The cooking veteran said in shock.

The recruit shook his head, and the other party looked at him with hatred, and said, "That horror movie is super classic, that is, a military team strayed into an ancient civilized city during a mission—"

"The monsters in that film were very exciting, and the scene where everyone parted at the end was very touching." The implanter of the skull hard drive also came to talk, "I think I saw this film before I was amnesticized. It was in the video hall Here, it was very dark at the time, and I was dating a girl..."

No one had the patience to listen to him, and another soldier interjected: "Everyone dies in the end, but the dirge at the end is pretty good."

"You talk so much that I lose my appetite..." said the recruit.

"It's like this in our business, with your head pinned to your trouser belt, and it's gone in a blink of an eye." The implanter said, "You'll know after watching a few more dramas, people like us always die .”

"That's lucky, do you think those monsters... were humans before? People from ancient civilizations?" said another. "Do you see the stitches on their heads?"

There was an eerie silence all around.

Then the picture is swallowed by noise.

Wei An wanted to find clues in the video, but in fact, most of what he saw were these everyday things.

The video was shot professionally and of high quality, but the distorted lines in it made Wei An's fingers twitch unnaturally a few times. This is the old body memory of biological rejection, and it is difficult for him to fully control it now.

But Wei An's expression is very calm, his hair is a little messy after washing, and the host occasionally reflects his shadow. He is a person with a gentle temperament, handsome appearance, a stable life, and will not hurt anyone.

During the viewing process, Wei An heard the owner of the memory disk talk about the past many times.

This kind of implant is said to be an important person, but it is more like an important asset. When the reformer who accepts biotechnology performs data surgery, part of the original memory will be cleared.

Large organizations believe that memory is inherently redundant and harmful, creating dissonance and vulnerability among senior employees.Once cleared, what remains is more focused and effective.

Of course, enough money can buy a person's life. The institution gave you a lot of money and even gave you a more expensive replacement operation. It is normal to ask for the price.

Of course, the deletion of brain information is not really clean-it will turn people into idiots-this operation is to delete everything that can be personally identified by the "biological weapons" in a specific index.

The faces of my family members, the location of my residence, how others call me by my name, and my assumptions about the positioning of myself...all melted away, just like the snowflakes in the video, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t see them clearly.

The night was getting darker, and when it was time to sleep, Wei An was still working at his desk.

He used to be like this often, it was difficult to distinguish between work and rest, and his doctor didn't know how many times he yelled at him when he was in the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

He finally got out of the situation when he retired, but now that he's busy, he's putting time aside again.

In the process, he heard the owner of the skull drive nervously trying to describe old details.

He only remembered that he was not a native of Taoyuan, he was sent from a distant province, and he once had a large family to take care of.

He didn't want to be poor all his life, so he applied for a security group under the name of a big company, and worked here for a period of time. Because the genes were still suitable, he signed the contract and did biological modification.

He said his family lived in a ghetto, he couldn't be sure, the ghettos were all similar.

His family will get a lot of money at once and should be living well now, there used to be a water leak somewhere in his living room, he promised to marry a girl, had an orange mouse as a pet, didn't know it What's going on now... that sort of thing.

Those words were like the background sound of fighting monsters in "City of Ashes", and the soldiers got used to it.Amnestics have side effects, and most people have to take psychotropic drugs for life.

It was getting late, and it was time to go to bed anyway.

For some unknown reason, Wei An took the time to look up the person's original name which had been cleared by the company.

It took him longer than it should have, but he gave up, it was impossible to find out, things like this were always cleared up very well.

Just like myself, I didn't find the earliest name in the end.