East of the Baltic Sea, Vilnus, is entering the end of summer.

The weather in Chiaulieu was perfect, with the sun, the smell of warmth, and haystacks on the vast golden fields.

White birds skim over the low reeds, and there is a wooden house next to the wetland.

Two travelers drove up from the main road on motorcycles. Taking off the safety helmet, it was the appearance of two young people, a man and a woman, East Asians. Women wear bohemian dresses, while men wear tight-fitting vests that show off their well-honed muscles. Look, it's a couple.

"Look at the cabin." The long-haired young woman pulled her boyfriend and said, "Do you feel like Rousseau's Walden?" "They speak Chinese.

The young man looked at the wooden house, nodded and said, "There really is." There are no water and electricity lines or pipes around the house, and the people living in it must be completely untouched. ”

The long-haired woman's gaze fell on the reeds not far away, and she suddenly cried out excitedly: "Behold, there are man, with bows and arrows!" ”

There was indeed a man standing there. Tall, thin, slightly rickety, wearing a straw hat and a khaki waterproof suit, he stands at the water's edge and aims at the water with a bow and arrow.

Seeing that the bow and arrow was a pure traditional wooden rope bow and arrow, the long-haired woman became more and more interested, pulled her boyfriend and said, "Let's go over and have a look, and ask for directions by the way." ”

The two got off the motorcycle and walked towards the man. The long-haired woman waved enthusiastically, "Hi-"

The man looked back and bowed slightly. The brim of the straw hat is pressed low, and the face is difficult to see.

"How do you get to the Hill of Crosses?" The woman asked in English.

The man waved his hand.

The young man said to the woman: "Lithuania speaks Lithuanian, and there are many Russian speakers, and he may not understand it." So he gestured and said, "Kalnas! ”

Seeing the young man repeatedly compare his fingers to a cross, the man finally turned slowly, reached out and pressed the brim of his hat, and pointed in one direction. His fingers were unusually thin and extremely long, with long nails.

The young man thanked him, but the woman still felt unsatisfied, and said to her boyfriend, "Didn't you say that you like Russian literature the most?" You ask in Russian, what is he doing with a bow and arrows? ”

The young man stumbled over a few Russian words.

The man said in a low voice, "Oxota"

The woman asked her boyfriend excitedly, "What did he say?" ”

"Hunting...... Probably, right? "The young man was a little embarrassed.

"What are you hunting? Fish?! The long-haired woman was full of interest in every qiē here.

The young man stumbled again and again as he stumbled out the questions that were cobbled together in Russian.

“Вы”

"You guys? - We? Yes? ”

While the two were in a daze, the man aimed his bow and arrow at the young man. The two looked at each other, didn't know what to say, and laughed awkwardly.

"Porphyry—"

The young man's embarrassed smile suddenly froze on his face. He looked down, unable to believe what his eyes were seeing.

The handmade arrow passed through his left chest, and the tail of the arrow was obviously the feathers of the white waterfowl on the lake.

Is it a dream? It was just a self-driving trip to the Hill of Crosses, so why did an arrow run through his heart?

The young man touched the blood on his hands before he stared at a pair of eyes and fell. There was an incredible look on his face.

The long-haired woman suddenly covered her eyes and screamed in horror, one after another!

The man listened patiently to her screams, and his long, thin fingers took out a new arrow from the quiver behind his back, a straight shaft made of reeds, and the tail feathers of a waterfowl, and aimed at her!

The woman finally came to her senses and ran wildly with her long skirt! Sharp and desperate cries cut through the serene wilderness.

The arrow flew out, once again piercing a living heart with precision.

The woman's long hair was lifted, her eyelids drooped weakly, and her life was on the verge of end.

"Walden, it's Thoreau's." The broken Chinese sounded sadly, but every word was clearly audible. "Foolish worms who need the Lord's salvation."

The two bodies were dragged into the lakeside hut.

A button was flipped on the side of the door, and pale blue, square, sharp-edged solar panels suddenly appeared from the roof. The panels adjust their orientation slowly and neatly until the area receiving sunlight reaches its maximum.

In a dark room. Messages in white font scroll across several black screens side by side.

The ten long, thin fingers tapped the keyboard at a rapid pace, as if playing a wild bee dance. Suddenly, ten fingers stopped.

"Interesting. The top-secret file was attacked by a young woman of unknown origin.,The object of investigation is-しと。 ”

On the screen, a photo is constantly zoomed in. In the photo, it can barely be seen that it is a woman dressed in white, and her figure is very slender. She moves quickly, leaving nothing but a highly blurred white shadow in the frame.

The blurry photo stayed on the screen for a long three minutes.

"T.N.T, MY OLD FRIEND, IT SEEMS THAT THERE ARE STILL PEOPLE WHO HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN YOU."

Suddenly, the whole room lit up. Two fresh corpses lay on the floor, the wounds blocked by arrows, and not much blood flowed out. The room is lined with sculptures of various poses, most of them with real, but blank eyes.

The most eye-catching place is the three plastic figurines. One is a black-faced and white-robed robe, and the other is a gourd-bearing Iairo. Both figures have been hung from the cross on the wall, and two withered roses are inserted in them.

Only the last blurred pixelated avatar remains, standing silently on the ground. The gaze is down, lifeless, but it seems to have a savage vitality like a weed.

The unusually slender and sharp fingers suddenly grabbed the last avatar figure, and the five fingers were closed, and the plastic avatar limbs rubbed between each other.

"How long will you hide in the dark forest, my cunning little wild deer? If the bait this time is t.n.t, will you obediently offer yourself to the Lord? ”

……

He Xinyi opened the opaque curtain, and a 3.5 m x 5 m glass wall appeared in front of Fang Chi.

"I have installed a motion capture device on your hands in accordance with your plan." He Xinyi said, he glanced at Fang Chi's side and said, "Kitten, you really want—"

"He came up with the idea of installing a motion capture device on Sheng Fang's hands." Fang Chi said calmly and affirmatively. Xie Weishi was standing behind her, in a black shirt, still wearing a light blue disinfectant mask.

"Kitten, do you have a boyfriend, have you reported it to the Nineteenth Bureau?"

"They don't need to know." Fang Chi looked at He Xinyi and said, "I respect Uncle Daoming very much, and I think Uncle Daoming will respect me too." ”

He Xinyi sighed and reached out to pat Fang Chi's left shoulder, but Xie Weishi suddenly hooked Fang Chi's waist and let her lean into his arms.

"Huh? You kid! I'm her dad! He Xinyi was a little angry.

Xie Weishi didn't speak, let alone argue, just stood behind Fang Chi in silence. Fang Chi naturally knew that it was because the bone crack on his shoulder was not all healed, and he couldn't withstand He Xinyi's beat. She leaned on Xie Wei without a trace and rubbed against his neck.

This small action fell in He Xinyi's eyes, and he only thought it was flirting between young couples. Sighing helplessly, he said, "Name and appearance, at least let me know, kitten." ”

"Confidential." Fang Chi said. Secrecy is the norm in the 19th Bureau, He Xinyi has long been used to it, and she doesn't mind using this as an excuse again. Suddenly, her eyes lit up—

"Here we go."

In the space behind the glass wall, the big boy who looked a little out of place moved with his face. He waved his hands, and his eyes, which had looked so demented when he had sat on the ground, now brightened, and his mouth that could not be closed also smiled, and his expression changed constantly, and saliva trickled down the corners of his mouth and onto the bib around his neck.

His hands swung very quickly, and they made completely different movements, as if they were dancing in an orderly manner.

"He felt like he was holding a brush in his right hand." He Xinyi pointed to the blooming action and said. Brush is a painting program that comes with the Maandala system, through GuòBrush, any user can draw three-dimensional paintings in Maandala. "But I don't know what his left hand is doing."

"Eraser." Xie Weishi said suddenly. He Xinyi looked at him in surprise.

"He's making changes to the details of the painting as he paints." He said. "He has the talent of doing different kinds of work with two hands at the same time. But obviously, this talent can only be brought into play when he is doing VR painting. ”

"But we can't see anything he paints." Fang Chi said, "Can he see it?" Can it still be modified? ”

"The best chess master can play blind chess against ten or more opponents at the same time. He remembers where each of his and his opponent's previous pieces has landed. Therefore, the human brain has such an ability, but very few people can develop such an ability. Xie Weishi said.

"I'm not convinced." Fang Chi shook his head and said, "Maybe he's just scribbling." ”

Xie Weishi said: "Whether it's a scribble, let's just look at his movement trajectory." ”

All three put on virtual reality glasses and entered the motion capture system. An empty confined space slowly opened up in front of the eyes of the three people, and among them, Sheng Hua was invisible, only two lines that were constantly moving. The right hand is a fluorescent red, and the left hand is a matte gray.

Those accumulated lines shocked everyone.