Absolute Persona [Unlimited]

Jiang Jian was confused by this operation.

He looked down at his neckline, then at Zhong Xun's meticulous attire, and couldn't help wondering whether he had some unknown flaws.

For example, there is an obsessive-compulsive disorder that asks people to put on their clothes.

He got up, rearranged himself, and sat back down.

Zhong Xun, who had been staring intently at the screen, turned his face slightly, glanced at him, and then looked away in satisfaction.

"..."

Jiang Jian silently put him in the ranks of "cure if sick".

"From the time the two of them ended the call to when He Tan came to find Chen Yandong after the meeting, Chen Yandong must have found out something new..."

Zhong Xun concentrated his mind on the case.

"Otherwise, he wouldn't hide the backup data after he had a peaceful chat with the editor-in-chief."

Jiang Jian also abandoned distracting thoughts and continued casually.

"He promised to talk about it, and he might have the mentality of asking questions, but he didn't expect to be killed."

His voice was indifferent and cold, as if he was habitually narrating a common thing, without any extra emotion.

Zhong Xun frowned, but did not speak.

"Remember when Chen Yandong mentioned that He Tan and Ren Fanxing were classmates in high school?"

Jiang Jian exits the audio playback interface and opens the folder.

Click to open a few picture documents that he had just browsed quickly, and they are arranged on the screen from left to right——

"Ren Fanxing inherited her father's business, she reorganized the layout after taking over, and now the business scope has expanded to almost every field.

"From the information collected by Chen Yandong, her main focus in the past ten years has been on biomedicine."

Zhong Xun said: "The day she woke up on Tao Xiaochen, she said that she was busy with the listing of her subsidiary."

"Yes, but before Chen Yandong's death, it was announced that Fanxing Pharmaceutical would spin off its subsidiary and go public.

"He Tan's shareholding in Fanxing Pharmaceutical has also been found out."

He Tanyijie, the editor-in-chief, is not conspicuous among the many major shareholders of Fanxing Pharmaceutical.If it wasn't for Chen Yandong's attempt to link the matter of Qingluan Village with the Fanxing Group, he probably wouldn't have found out about it.

"Interests linked." Zhong Xun immediately became serious, "If the matter in Qingluan Village really has anything to do with Fanxing Group, no matter from the perspective of friendship with Aunt Ren or interests, he has a reason to destroy evidence, A murder thing."

"But..." Jiang Jian checked all the information and rubbed her eyes, "It only took two to three days from the last phone call to the meeting between the two."

During this period, Chen Yandong tried to find the person in charge of the Fanxing Group's poverty alleviation project in Qingluan Village.

However, not many people got in touch online, only one or two accepted short online voice interviews, and not much information was obtained.

"At that time, Qingluan Village's aid was roughly divided into three phases."

Jiang Jian directly zoomed in on Chen Yandong's personal files——

The first phase was invested by Fanxing Construction, and the cableway was rebuilt in Qingluan Village.

The second phase was led by Fanxing Pharmaceuticals, which donated several batches of medical supplies to Qingluan Village and organized physical examinations for the whole village.

The third phase is the opportunities and scholarships provided by the Fanxing Education Foundation for young people in Qingluan Village to study outside the village.

The narration of the elder sister of the villager and the medicine box and expired medicine in Asong’s family are the best evidence that this text actually happened.

"Poverty alleviation in Qingluan Village is not an official project, it is organized by Fanxing Group spontaneously. What if it... has another purpose?"

Jiang Jian clenched the ballpoint pen in her hand.

Zhong Xun glanced at the rest of the information about Ren Fanxing himself, as well as the actions of the Fanxing Group over the years, and understood Chen Yandong's thinking.

On the one hand, he wanted to investigate the relationship between Fanxing Group and Qingluan Village, and on the other hand, he wanted to investigate He Tan's relationship with Ren Fanxing.

When doubts arose in his heart, He Tan did everything possible to prevent him from choosing a topic, and it was hard not to make people doubt.

"Chen Yandong's suspicion is obvious, even if it's absurd, even if it's groundless, I might think so—"

"Is the medicine they donated related to the abnormality in Qingluan Village?"

The two said in unison.

The two voices, one clear and the other deep, fell on the ears at the same time, which was particularly pleasant in the deep night.

Whispers like an ensemble, loud and inexplicably gentle.

Zhong Xun was startled, and unconsciously turned his head to look at Jiang Jian.

Chen Yandong's thoughts were not difficult to guess, but the synchronization rate of the two really surprised him.

It's as if someone has read your inner thoughts.

Word for word, exactly.

And Jiang Jian didn't know what to think of, her eyes were a little empty, and she fell in front of her without any focus.

"Mere drugs can achieve rebirth?" Jiang Jian's voice was a little hoarse, "Did I underestimate the level of technological development in the current world?"

"But Chen Yandong doesn't have any more specific evidence." Zhong Xun browsed through the information collected by Chen Yandong at a glance, "That is to say, he agreed to meet He Tan, and it is very likely that he was trying to trick him into getting some information, but I didn't expect..."

He Tan not only believed his words, but also chose to take the risk.

The two couldn't even get out of the step of testing each other.

"Is it broken here?" Jiang Jian murmured, "I always feel like I missed something..."

He unconsciously curled up his legs in front of his chest, stepped on the chair, wrapped his arms around his calves, and rested his chin lightly on his knees.The whole person was in a ball, and the chair slid back slightly.

Eyelids drooped slightly, unaware of this.

There was a touch of desolation in the slightly defensive action.

Zhong Xun leaned back on the chair and kicked his chair.

Jiang Jian: "?"

Zhong Xun cleared his throat: "If you're tired, go to sleep first."

He was really sleepy.

From being woken up by Ah Song's movement at night, to pulling Zhong Xun out of the village to check Chen Yandong's information on a whim, I feel that I haven't slept for a long, long time.

It was still dark outside.

The longer you are awake in the long night, the heavier the physical fatigue.

But even so, his brain was still spinning disobediently.

If the change of time flow outside the map is the result of subjective consciousness, will it become the objective time flow from the moment of change?

Why didn't people's perception of time change accordingly?

"Snapped--"

A snap of fingers sounded in the ears.

He raised his eyes with difficulty, and saw Zhong Xun's slender fingers waving in front of him.

The snap of fingers seemed to touch an unknown switch.

"What are you thinking?" Zhong Xun asked him.

In Jiang Jian's last consciousness, he lowered his eyelids, raised his head and said quietly to Zhong Xun: "I'm thinking which theoretical model of time perception is more applicable here..."

Zhong Xun watched Jiang Jian hug her knees and fell asleep, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

He scratched his hair, and was about to turn around to get a bottle of drink from the freezer, when Jiang Jian, who was sitting on the gaming chair, fell forward——

Before he fell headfirst to the ground, Zhong Xun raised his arms to wrap his arms around him.

The sudden ups and downs made Jiang Jian open his eyes in a daze.

Suddenly his whole body lightened, he was picked up by the waist, and he walked quickly to the mattress not far away.

"I……"

"Go to sleep, we'll talk about it when you wake up." Zhong Xun's voice was ferocious, but his movements were not rough, and he was directly stuffed into the bed, wrapping him tightly.

Jiang Jian's eyelashes trembled, and she closed her eyes obediently.

Just like he did on the first day of the test, he fell into a deep sleep.

Zhong Xun opened a can of iced Coke, walked to the window, and drew the curtains.

The night outside the window was blocked by thick curtains, and no wind could pass through.The room next door seemed to have won the team battle, and Qi Qi cheered faintly.

The voice of No. 001 sounded at the right time, still in the local accent of Diao Erlang: "Are you going to stay awake all the time?"

Zhong Xun raised his head and took two mouthfuls of Coke, then raised his hand to wipe the water from the corner of his mouth.

"Otherwise? Once you lose consciousness outside the map, all changes here will no longer be under control. If I also fell asleep, do you think it will be ten days or ten years later when he and I wake up?"

No. 001 clicked his tongue: "Useless sense of responsibility. He chose to come out. You didn't have to follow him. You have to be awake all the time after you come out. Are you happy to be a nanny?"

"You don't have to be weird in front of me." Zhong Xun said in a deep voice.

"Aren't I worried about you? I watched your vital signs monitoring the whole time. Did you reach the limit and thought I didn't know?"

No. 001 hates himself for being just a fucking AI, a bunch of data.

Otherwise, he would have to materialize a brick and hit Zhong Xun hard on the head.

The scene record is bound to the guests, and cannot interfere with the program and the progress of the plot, but it is all prosperous and all will be damaged.

As the ranking of guests rises, the record number will change accordingly.

Once the guests are wiped out, all the cloud records of the record will be directly stored, and the record itself will be deleted directly, waiting for the data to be reorganized into another AI record to welcome new guests.

At this time, Zhong Xun looked no different from ordinary people, but all his indicators were swinging at the critical value.

In the eyes of No. 001, this is repeatedly jumping around on the announcement of his death.

Jiang Jian, who knew nothing, fell into a deep sleep.

The man with dark eyes by the window bears all the risks and crises outside the map alone.

Zhong Xun exerted force with one hand, and the Coke can was crushed with a creak.

"If you are always at the limit, then there is no limit anymore."

"Your soft heart will hurt you." No. 001 said, "Oh no, I was wrong. Have you been soft hearted enough times? If not, last time it wouldn't be..."

It was clear that his body was riddled with holes.

A trace of compassion and kindness will still leak out of the vigilance and vigilance built up all over the body, and then, at a certain moment, the embankment will burst.

"I can change everything except this."

Zhong Xun turned around, threw the coke can away, picked up the remote control and turned on the air conditioner.

Inexplicably hot and upset.

He unbuttoned his jacket, ready to take a shower to wake up.

001 was about to say something more, but suddenly the person on the bed sat up suddenly, and sat still, with bright eyes, looking at the air conditioner on the roof in front of him.

Zhong Xun re-buttoned the buttons silently.

He glanced at the air conditioner and suddenly realized that Jiang Jian had never exaggerated.He is really extremely sensitive to temperature changes.

Jiang Jian pressed her temples with both hands, forcing herself to recall.

The scene at this moment is very similar to that day when he woke up from Chen Yandong's bed.

He remembered turning around and taking Chen Yandong's notebook.

Two hotel notes fell out of the notebook.

Written on a sticky note...

"Call...Team Tang..."

This was the content on the first piece of paper. He just scanned it, but didn't pay attention to it.

Jiang Jian grabbed the quilt and closed her eyes to recall.

The air seemed to stagnate.

"Can you make a phone call?"

For a long time, he looked up at him, not knowing why this man stood motionless by his bed.

"Whose phone number?"

"A man named Team Tang. Chen Yandong memorized this phone number before his death. Judging from this name... Is it possible that he has already called the police?"

"Maybe they got the phone, but didn't have time."

Without saying a word, Zhong Xun stepped forward, picked up the hotel's landline, and dialed the number slowly listening to Jiang Jian's voice.

He sat on the bed, staring at himself with bated breath.

There was clearly no facial expression, but Zhong Xun unexpectedly read tension, worry, anticipation and worry from those ancient eyes.

He even felt that he knew what Jiang Jian was thinking.

He was afraid that the newcomer test that he didn't care about, as an external force intervening, would become the wings of a butterfly and affect the trajectory of things that should exist.

The heart beat suddenly a few minutes faster.

Just for the emotion glimpsed from this similar face, the emotion that Jiang Jian never had.

001 is right, he is indeed soft-hearted.

And he can never change that softness.

Back then, the unit organized them to write year-end colleagues’ messages to each other.

Every word Jiang Jian wrote for him was branded in his heart.

"Working together for a year, you always said that I was cold and emotionless. I'm sorry, I didn't really understand it all the time. But I can feel the softness of the wind from every complaint you make.

"It must have been a beautiful thing.

"May you have it forever."

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This chapter involves a little bit about time and perception, with reference to related theories of time psychology.

The concept of time psychology can be found in William James's "Principles of Psychology": Time perception is a kind of awareness of the specious present.This awareness can last for a few seconds; however, once the upper limit of awareness is exceeded, "perception" is no longer applicable-replaced by higher-level mental activities (Block & Zakay, 2001)

There are many theoretical models of how people perceive time, such as biological orientation, cognitive orientation and comprehensive orientation, but there are still disputes in the academic circle.

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