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Lu Huaiming was facing the computer screen, with his left hand resting on the keyboard. He had just entered some data in a form.Chu Xiaohan passed behind him with a thermos, walked out for a while but turned back, and looked closely at the form on his computer screen with interest.The name of this form is a string of codes: 171012.

"171012? Are you looking at him again?" Chu Xiaohan pulled away a chair beside Lu Huaiming, staring at the form with her eyes, as if she wanted to find something unusual from the pile of complicated data.

This series of numbers came from Chu Xiaohan's mouth, which made Lu Huaiming a little impatient, but he had a very good temper, even if he was slightly angry, he never showed it on the surface.He always has that flat expression, as if everything around him has nothing to do with him.However, this was definitely not the case, Chu Xiaohan glanced at him, and saw a little confusion from his composure.

People often say "forty is not confused", but Lu Huaiming just barely crossed the threshold of forty. Obviously, he has not cultivated to the point where he will not be confused by external objects.Compared with him, Chu Xiaohan's Taoism is shallower. She is a young psychic rather than a ghost. Her actual age is consistent with her appearance. She has no rich experience, let alone a vicissitudes of life.What Lu Huaiming couldn't see through, Chu Xiaohan also couldn't see through. However, because her thinking was similar to that of children, her opinions can often play a role when observing special objects.

"The observation on 171012 started a long time ago." The sound of high-heeled shoes sounded, and Du Xiaoyuan, holding his laptop, stopped behind Lu Huaiming.Her sight and Chu Xiaohan's touch instantly separated, and they were like a pair of iron nails, piercing through Lu Huaiming's computer screen.

Sensing her burning gaze, Lu Huaiming still didn't turn his head, nor did he explain the data filled in the form.He moved the mouse lightly, clicked the red cross in the upper right corner, and shut down the computer.

"You and Yu Xiasheng are protecting him." Du Xiaoyuan sneered, "Don't you think he is dangerous? 171012, he is an extremist at all."

"It would be too much to say that he is an extremist." Lu Huaiming whispered, "I don't like to call him by number, he has his own name."

Everyone has their own name, which is simply nonsense.Du Xiaoyuan also has his own name, and Yu Xiasheng also has his own name, but their code names are still a bunch of boring numbers.The special thing about their numbers probably lies in the enigmatic letter in front of the number.Du Xiaoyuan let out a heavy breath, and left Lu Huaiming's work place. Chu Xiaohan looked at her back, and it took a while before she recovered her voice: "Brother Lu..."

"Huh?" Lu Huaiming opened another document at this moment, and when he heard Chu Xiaohan calling him, his finger movements froze a little, but quickly returned to their original state.He kept typing on the keyboard with his fingers flying, and a few lines of black characters appeared in the newly created document.Chu Xiaohan deliberately ignored the other party's ongoing work. She really wanted to ask questions based on the situation of 171012, but she was worried that she would offend Lu Huaiming or Yu Xiasheng.

It's true that Du Xiaoyuan is her predecessor, but Yu Xiasheng and Lu Huaiming are also her predecessors.She settled down, and felt that it was inappropriate to offend the other two for one of them, so she had to stop thinking and reminded: "It's January."

It's January.It's a new year.

Of course Lu Huaiming knew that it was another year. He was more sensitive to the concept of "New Year" than the others, whether it was the Gregorian New Year or the Lunar New Year.He replied with an "um", and Chu Xiaohan returned to her work station with the thermos in hand.

171012...

With the arrival of the new year, the investigation of him has successfully entered the next stage.The observed person is ignorant of his own situation, but fortunately he has found the right way in his ignorance.As Du Xiaoyuan said, he is very dangerous, he is an uncontrolled unknown.At the same time, he is very pure. Once someone cares about him a little bit, he will indulge in it with confidence and boldness.His persistence and enthusiasm are so unclear that even observers who stay out of the matter are puzzled by it.With his wonderful qualities, he dragged the observer into the vortex.

Yet from the very first moment, the highest goal is not to observe.The beginning is always clean and beautiful, without any falsehood.The encounter was just an uncalculated coincidence, no one would have expected to meet here, and the moment they met, the parties made a completely different choice from the original plan.

As if Du Xiaoyuan didn't understand Yu Xiasheng's thoughts, Lu Huaiming also didn't understand Yu Xiasheng's thoughts.Every brain is unique, and every thought is unique.In a way, Yu Xiasheng is also very special, he is another kind of uncontrolled unknown.Each particular soul is an uncontrolled unknown, only in varying degrees of tameness.Lu Huaiming picked up the water glass next to the computer and took a sip of warm water.He could feel his hands shaking constantly, he couldn't continue like this, he had to calm down as soon as possible, and get into the next stage of observation as soon as possible.

171012——Although Lu Huaiming is very reluctant to call him a boring code, so far, there is no better choice.

171012 is the weirdest observation object they have ever seen, bar none.

He knows that he is dangerous, and his perception of himself is extremely clear.He has no will to push himself into a more dangerous situation, but just as he said, there is a monster lurking in his heart, and this monster is always ready to devour his soul, absorb his flesh and blood, and tear him down endlessly abyss.He was trying to be good, trying to kill the monster, locking its body in a cage.He is trying to walk in the direction of light, although he rebels at times.

Rebellion is a characteristic of teenagers. 171012's rebellious period came later than his peers.His thinking is precocious, so his rebellion is not as naive as his peers.People may think that older children are easier to discipline. They think that older children can understand and listen to others better.However, the fact is just the opposite. 171012 is a typical "big kid". He can understand other people's words, but he has completely independent thoughts. He understands them, but never absorbs them into his own brain.

What kind of thoughts are in a person's brain, it cannot be seen from the surface, unless the person is too vulgar, so vulgar that his skin can't cover up the boredom of his soul. 171012 is not vulgar, he is very smart, he has a clearer organization than an adult, and he has a firmer ideal than an adult.Although at present, his ideals are buried under the dust of life, but one day, when the clouds and fog clear, the wind will blow away the dust, and the treasures buried deep in the ground will be revealed again. 171012 is a child with obsession, and only with obsession can he be regarded as a teenager.

What a difficult kid.The more books he has read, the richer his thoughts will be, and he will never believe others easily, and all his actions must be based on his own choice as the best choice.Lu Huaiming put his hands on his forehead and let out a long breath.It would be fine if the object of observation is an ordinary child, but where is the value of observation for an ordinary child?

Yu Qiuliang dozed off while sitting on the subway, the buzzing sound hit his eardrums, at first he felt irritated, but after a long time, he got used to it.This is the second day of the New Year's Day holiday. In fact, there should not be a three-day holiday on New Year's Day.They have already entered the third year of high school, and the students of the third year of high school must put their studies as the first priority. The original plan of the school is to let the students of the third year of high school only rest for one afternoon.

The students in the third year of high school have become numb to this. Their vacations have been deducted several times, and there is not much left. Since there are not many left, what does it matter if there are less?They are insensitive and lazy to resist, and their teacher is angry.Yu Qiuliang thought of how the teachers were filled with righteous indignation and demanded that the school be closed normally, so he burst out laughing, the sleepy bug chased him away with this laugh, fell to the bottom of the carriage, and was crushed in the blink of an eye.

During the rare holidays, students should stay at home to rest well, replenish their energy, and read and review after enough rest, so that they will be in a better state to devote themselves to study and life after school starts. ——Probably all the teachers think this way, they are pure luck, and there is no purer luck than this kind of thinking.Yu Qiuliang yawned and picked up his schoolbag from the seat beside him.During the real vacation, he didn't want to stay at home.He is different from other children, and his actions are always beyond the perception of parents and teachers.

Song Ciran said that he was going to sleep at home, so Yu Qiuliang didn't bother him, but went out with his schoolbag on his back.He is not a giant baby, and he does not need friends to follow him every step of the way. He can act alone without being accompanied by others.

A person's itinerary is dull, indifferent, and silent.It looks lonely, but the mind is more relaxed than ever.Yu Qiuliang is currently in a completely relaxed state. He no longer needs to care about the thoughts of the people around him, because now all the people standing around him are strangers. After walking this distance, they will never meet him again.It is not difficult to abide by public order and good customs, as long as it is as usual.Yu Qiuliang opened the can, raised his head and took a sip of the drink.He likes to drink ice soda, even in winter, anyway, he doesn't need to worry about abdominal pain.

After taking the subway, you have to change to a bus when you get to the ground.Yu Qiuliang likes to sit by the window, which makes him feel that the closed compartment is no longer stuffy.He hates the crowded feeling of people at a glance, and even more hates to feel the crowded shoulders.Fortunately, there were many vacant seats on the bus he was taking, so he got his wish and sat by the window.

The bus stopped in front of the stop sign and made a creaking sound. The sound was so long that it made people's bones numb.The white pigeons on the square flew up in groups, and they didn't think it was too cold.

Yu Qiuliang is not too cold.He walked around the square with his schoolbag on his back, then turned suddenly and got into the provincial library.The library is good, better than the square.Yu Qiuliang is different from others. Others think the white dove is beautiful, but Yu Qiuliang not only sees the white dove, but also sees the pigeon droppings on the ground.

Raising pigeons in the city is really a unique landscape.

Yu Qiuliang spent an afternoon in the library.He is still studying the war and still enjoys reading related historical materials.He sometimes wonders if he is another "Nazi master".However, life is different from novels, and Yu Qiuliang is also different from the male protagonists in other stories. His madness is only reflected in his playfulness, which is "crazy" rather than derogatory.

Yu Xiasheng called again to remind him, but Yu Qiuliang hung up without hesitation, put his schoolbag on his back and walked out of the library.When he read the book, time slipped away unknowingly, and he didn't even feel that time ran so fast.He got on the bus, and this time he had to take the bus first, and then change to the subway.The wind was biting, and he yawned again and stamped his feet, trying to intimidate the annoying chill.Winter is really annoying, but it would be better if it were summer.

Alas, if it really comes to summer, he will think the sun is too strong and the outside temperature is too high.That's what he is, and he's always finding new reasons to be unhappy.

Yu Qiuliang looked at the window glass, as if he was watching the night scene outside the car window, but in fact, he was observing the strange man who had been following him through the reflection of the window glass.

He was keenly aware that this man was following him deliberately.He had an impression of this person's face, he seemed to be a colleague who worked with Yu Xiasheng, and his position should be much lower than Yu Xiasheng's.

As soon as he thought of Yu Xiasheng, Yu Xiasheng called.Yu Qiuliang was about to get off the bus, so he answered the phone while getting off and walking towards the subway station.The old ghost was nagging on the phone, like a nanny complaining about Yu Qiuliang going out early and returning late, Yu Qiuliang wanted to hang up the phone, he felt that the old ghost was rambling like an old crow.

After finally dealing with Yu Xiasheng, Yu Qiuliang had already reached the subway station.He raised his mobile phone, quickly took a photo of behind him, swipe his finger, sent it to Yu Xiasheng, and asked, "Are you naive? Are you still sending someone to follow me?"

It took a long time for Yu Xiasheng's reply to arrive.

"It's not mine," he said. "Go home by car right away before it's too late."

The moment he saw these two replies, Yu Qiuliang's hair stood on end.He ran away, completely ignoring that the man behind him was still watching.Countless big scenes evolved in his mind, such as undercover spy battles, and perverted murders, all of which crowded together and huddled together in a mess in his head.He ran all the way underground, shuttling among the crowds of off-duty people in the evening rush hour, turning and turning, and finally got rid of that scary little tail.

Yu Qiuliang's legs were still weak until he got on the subway home.He felt that his waist was no longer a leg, and he didn't have any bones and flesh. It was just two lumps of soft noodles.He breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned against the railing next to him, letting the railing support his body.

He didn't feel comfortable for a long time, and then bounced up in panic.He felt that there were springs all over his body, and he would keep playing at the slightest shock, so he could never rest.His face was pale, and his eyes were fixed on the mass of flesh and blood on the ground.

What the hell!

The mass of flesh and blood was hanging on a woman's trouser leg, dragging along the ground of the carriage as she moved forward, leaving a long trail of blood.It seemed to have noticed Yu Qiuliang's gaze. After the woman stood still, the fleshy ball squirmed for a while, then raised her deformed head with great effort, and grinned at Yu Qiuliang with a sinister smile.

Yu Qiuliang felt that his psychological quality was really strong. If someone else saw this bloody scene, he might either pee or vomit in fear, or faint.He didn't urinate, didn't spit up, and didn't faint. He just took a deep breath, grabbed the handrail beside him, and stood firm again.

The ball of flesh and blood slowly climbed up to the woman's calf, like a clumsy snail, it didn't climb very high, and then fell down heavily.The sticky sound made by the slapping meat made Yu Qiuliang's scalp tingle. Although he wasn't too scared, the sound was so disgusting that it made his skin crawl.

He clenched his fists, emboldened himself.Getting out of the car soon, the woman approached the door, and Yu Qiuliang followed her to the door.He deliberately ignored the little monster on the woman's leg, but the little monster looked at him sullenly, and suddenly stretched out its hand, printing a bloody handprint on his shoe.

This is probably not a good thing.

Yu Qiuliang had heard Yu Xiasheng mention such things as baby spirits.They only know their mother, not their father, so when they want revenge, they always go to their mother.Good children all know that they should become what their mother likes, but bad children are different. Judging from the appearance of the little monster, Yu Qiuliang judged that it is a bad boy.

It was so bad, it stained Yu Xiasheng's clean shoes!

Anger appeared in Yu Qiuliang's eyes, he pretended to squat down to tie his shoelaces, and pressed half of the little monster's body under his feet, making the little monster scream.When a bad boy meets a worse boy, all he has to do is cry and beg for mercy.When the train arrived at the station, people in the carriage crowded forward one after another, and Yu Qiuliang didn't lift his foot.He pretended to be looking for something in his pocket, and kept suppressing the little monster. The little monster was forced to let go of the woman's trouser legs, slipped to the ground, and collapsed into a lump of rotten flesh.

Yu Qiuliang didn't even look at it, stepped over its head and walked out of the carriage.He's not interested in why this little monster wants revenge, don't look at it being so ugly and bad, maybe it really has grievances to cry.Yu Xiasheng also said that not all ugly children are bad children. Some children become bad because their parents treat them badly.Maybe this little monster is also the kind that parents don't love. It was deprived of the right to come into the world before it was born, but that's not its fault.

The reason why the little monster suffered Yu Qiuliang's revenge was entirely because it stained Yu Xiasheng's clean shoes for Yu Qiuliang on a whim.Yu Qiuliang discovered that as long as it is something that has passed through Yu Xiasheng's hands, its nature will be different. Even if it was a waste product before, it can quickly turn waste into treasure.

The subway station is not very far from Yu Qiuliang's house, he walked slowly and then walked back.The little monster didn't go to look for its mother, but followed him slowly not far away. It didn't have any clothes on it, and the ghost knew whether it was cold or not.

Yu Qiuliang glanced back and glanced, finally couldn't hold back anymore, stopped and turned to look at the little monster.This little monster has only one arm intact, and its left arm is incomplete. The moment Yu Qiuliang turned around, he happened to see it strenuously supporting its body, using its intact hand to grab the gap between the floor tiles and crawl forward.

Miserable, ugly.Yu Qiuliang frowned, and said in a bad tone, "Why are you following me?"

The little monster doesn't seem to be able to speak, it probably just left the mother's body not long ago.It struggled to distinguish Yu Qiuliang's voice, and grinned a uglier smile than before: "Well... well... Mom."

"...Huh?" Yu Qiuliang thought he heard it wrong, he just stepped on the little monster, why did the little monster recognize him as his mother?Is there such a custom in the ghost world?If the ghost wants to call the living or dead parents who stepped on him, then he will step on Yu Xiasheng a few more times when he returns home, and listen to Yu Xiasheng calling him father.

"Well! Well!" The little monster's cry was ugly, and Yu Qiuliang couldn't tell whether its appearance was more annoying or its voice was more annoying.He took a step back, not wanting to have anything to do with this ugly thing, but seeing the little monster crawling towards him persistently, his heart softened again.

Oh, for those who achieve great things, the most important thing is to be soft-hearted.

Yu Qiuliang was hesitating about what to do with this little thing when the phone in his pocket rang.

"Hello?" Yu Qiuliang pressed the answer button, and said angrily, "What are you doing? How many calls have you made in a day? Are you annoying? I'll go back right away, don't call me! Go to sleep!"

"Why sleep! I'm not at home!" Yu Xiasheng's cold wind howled like a wolf howling, and it was outside when he heard it, "Stay there and don't move, I see you."

As soon as the conversation ended, Yu Qiuliang saw a tall figure appearing on the side road.He turned his head, and was about to call Yu Xiasheng's name, but suddenly saw the other person's appearance clearly, and was immediately shocked, unable to make any sound.

The little tail that he thought he had successfully shaken off reappeared. "Someone is following me" - this realization gave Yu Qiuliang goosebumps.He took a step back, stared warily at the man opposite, and asked, "Who are you?"

The man's lips moved, and Yu Qiuliang seemed to hear a string of numbers, but the wind was blowing so hard that he couldn't hear them clearly.

Just when he was in a daze, the other party suddenly moved, and a pair of iron-like hands grabbed his throat.Yu Qiuliang was inexplicably horrified, only felt that his hands were getting tighter and tighter, and his neck was almost cut off.

"Fuck!" Seeing that this little life that had just been picked up for a few months was about to be lost again, Yu Qiuliang quickly kicked up and attacked the man Xiasanlu.He caught him off guard and hit the target. The man squatted down in pain, curled up into a ball trembling.Immediately afterwards, Yu Qiuliang didn't care about the dirt or nausea, picked up the baby spirit lying on the ground, and ran away like oiling the soles of his feet.