Yanjing, the compound of the special security group. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The red-eyed windmill car, ten fingers flashing into phantoms on the keyboard, staring at the screen constantly switching, looking for any possible clue in the trillions of massive data.

It's been three days and three nights, and the windmills and cars that are not afraid of the sky and the earth are finally afraid this time.

Because, there was a sister who wanted to follow the example of Qinxian's godmother Wanli to save her lover, but was rejected by a few dark gangsters, so she quietly gathered the sister group and hit the idea on the front of his windmill, planning to go alone behind the big guys-

This gentle but black-bellied girl said that the "ruthless needle" is a very humane family planning method, which is often used on cats and dogs on Treasure Island to ensure that a needle will be effective and will never recur.

The senior sister of Windmill Che at Yudu University, and now the first sister of Dark Jianghu, said that she has booked an inpatient bed in Kyoto Hospital for half a year. Windmill had no doubt that if the "Sky Eye" system couldn't find someone's location, he would be even worse off than the seniors who were queuing up to be hospitalized.

As for the other iceberg woman carrying a Zhuge crossbow, although she didn't say anything, the computer room of the special security group was arranged by her, and the three meals a day were delivered by a special person, and she took care of them more thoughtfully than a five-star hotel, but there was one point, his activity space was limited to this isolated small building, and there were two heavily armed guards downstairs.

Occasionally, only another famous queen of the business world arrived, or the little witch of the Jin family and the little princess of the Nie family came to visit. Even at such a time, when the windmill saw those pairs of watery and talking eyes, he could only use one Internet phrase to describe his mood-

Blue skinny, shiitake mushrooms.

In short, all in all, the windmill was kidnapped by the sisters-in-law's legions.

What's that going on? It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and his windmill and car revenge are from morning to night, and this account is all recorded on the head of the owner of the watch chain......

Then again, trying to defeat the military satellites of the Illuminati is not something that happens overnight. Even if he is a genius in the global hacking community, he had to temporarily abandon this plan and shift his energy to the "Sky Eye" system, conducting massive information searches on the global network, until he found a set of weird photos on Facebook, a travel photo of a young couple.

"When things go wrong, there must be demons!"

The windmill looked at the photos for a long time, and then carefully studied the travel route of the young couple, and shouted to the window: "Bracelet, go and report to your mistress, there is new information!" ”

The bracelet fluttered out of the small building, and flew back again in less than three seconds.

"Which hostess?"

"Mistresses, of course—they!"

The windmill rolled his eyes and replied.

After the bracelet flew away, he muttered to himself, "Looks like I'll have to let this thing learn a foreign language another day." The hostess is a collective noun, and the plural doesn't have to add 's' to the plural?! ”

……

There is a strange spell in the history of world music, that is, the Ninth Symphony, also known as the "Nine" curse.

This is not a rumor, but a fact. Composers after Beethoven would die shortly after the Ninth Symphony, and the number "nine" became an insurmountable mystery and the end of the artistic journey, such as Schubert, Bruckner, and Mahler.

Mahler renamed his Ninth Symphony "Song of the Earth" in order to circumvent this curse, but he died shortly after, so Schoenberg a hundred years ago said: "It seems that the Ninth has reached its limit, and those mortals who wish to cross this line will be doomed by heaven." And those who composed the Ninth Symphony are only one step away from the taboo......"

Just a step away from the taboo is the underground laboratory at the base of Angel Island.

The electrodes between the control tower and the totem pole tirelessly transmit data information, so that the sound of stabbing and stabbing electric current, which seems to be the notes jumping on hundreds of strings, is repeatedly played into a solemn allegro, like a song adagio, a joyful rapproche...... Like the chanting of a choir, it is like a cry from hell, mysterious and eerie.

I don't know how long it has been, an hour or a day, Yunkai can't remember clearly. When he estimated that the experiment was nearing the end, he said as if nothing had happened: "Subei, do you know what medicinal materials are in the nutrient solution formula?" ”

"If it's nonsense that has nothing to do with the experiment, I refuse to answer."

Su Bei glanced at him coldly, and then turned back to stare at the brainwave pattern on the oscilloscope.

"Experiments, of course."

Yun Kai glanced at the "Grim Reaper" Azeril, knowing that all his movements were under the monitoring of the Transformation Realm, and waved his hand and said, "We discussed before that at the last moment of success, Mr. Gao De's brain waves may be violently concussive. Since this experiment can only succeed and not fail, I need your cooperation in a minute......"

"How to cooperate?"

"We're doing a miracle, or a miracle. Therefore, the drug formula, acupuncture techniques and brain wave concussion need to be coordinated, just like the performance of a symphony, without the slightest sloppiness. Yun Kai replied solemnly: "I'll repeat the order of several adjustments to the recipe of the medicinal herbs, you can confirm again, is there a problem?" ”

"Say it!" Su Bei snorted coldly without yin or yang: "I am also a descendant of the Three Qi Sect, and I know no less about medicine than you!" ”

"Death" Azeroel's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the two of them as if he were nothing.

A cold breath came to his face, Yun Kai spread his hands to show his innocence, pointed to the row of medicinal liquid reagents in front of him and said: "This is He Shou Wu who calms the nerves and nourishes blood, this is the yellow essence that nourishes qi and nourishes yin, and this is Xu Changqing who calms and calms the nerves...... It's all refined into a liquid medicine, and I'll add it in the order of plan later, and your acupuncture techniques need to be cooperated.

"If you can't remember, I'll tell you a mantra: He Shouwu drove the heavenly dragon, carried the immortal grass into the sea, chased and killed Huang Jing for thousands of miles, and he can be called a Changqing immortal - have you remembered?"

"He Shouwu drove the heavenly dragon, carried the immortal grass into the sea, chased and killed Huang Jing for thousands of miles, and he can be called a Changqing immortal."

This is the poem of fighting grass that Su Bei personally read when the descendants of Sanqimen were fighting grass on Treasure Island, and of course he remembered it.

It's just that even Subei himself doesn't know, and the "Grim Reaper" Azeriel who is watching on the side doesn't know that this Doucao poem is still a key, a key to unlock hypnosis and memory seals.

"Got it."

Su Bei replied indifferently, his eyes gradually became clear, but there was an indelible vicissitudes of life.

The world is a big dream, how many times is life cool?

It's a plan for the Jedi to strike back. Even if Su Bei responds from the side, the probability of success is less than one percent, but Yun Zheng and Yun Kai's father and son have no choice - they don't want to create a devil with their own hands, but they don't want to kill them by the neck, so they pretend to reach an agreement with Gao De, play a good show of borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul, and fight back at the moment when Gao De gets carried away.

"Okay, now our task is to make sure the experiment is successful." Yun Kai reminded casually: "In case of failure, you Subei will not die, but I, Yun, will die, so, please Senior Brother Subei!" ”

The final moment has finally arrived.

When all of Gao De's memories and thoughts were transferred to his new body through the electrode array, a brilliant thunderbolt fell from the sky, pierced the lightning protection device, tore through the thick rock formation, and reached the laboratory thousands of meters below, accurately bombarding the top of the totem pole, and the laboratory suddenly burst into light, and then fell into bottomless darkness.

Even Azeroel, a master of the Transformation Realm, couldn't tell whether the here and now was the ultimate light or the endless darkness—perhaps, this was the brightest moment in the history of biological evolution, and the darkest moment in the history of human civilization?

In any case, it was a thrilling moment, and it was also a moment that made the whole world tremble, as Gao De said through Shi Yang's mouth, "It took us only one day to cross the long distance that mankind has traveled in 50,000 years." "At this moment, the length of time even loses its meaning, and it seems to be only a moment when the white horse passes by, and it seems as long as many centuries.

Because of the thunderstorm, no one knows whether the experiment was a success or a complete failure.

"Don't move, whoever moves will die!"

In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, Azeroel's gloomy voice came: "Logistics team, start the backup power immediately!" Security team, shoot all suspicious people and ensure the safety of Gaode ......"

Hundreds of laser sights shot out from the dome, walls, and passages, weaving into a dense network of red light in the experimental hall, enveloping every experimenter, all of whom raised their hands like puppets, because any suspicious movement would be devastating under the terrifying laser weapon aim.

After a series of commands, power was quickly restored to the lab. Everyone's eyes were focused on the "New Gaode" in the totem pole, and the air was as heavy as sticky mud, which was breathless.

The "new virtue" in the totem pole does not have any life reaction. After a long time, an old sigh came from the central control tower: "Could it be that we have failed again?!" ”

Not a single one answered. Gao De snorted coldly: "Mr. Yun, what do you want to say?" ”

"Life and death are fate, success or failure is in the sky, we have nothing to say."

With a mysterious smile on his face, Yun Zheng replied calmly: "In our Huaxia, there is a saying that 'if you go against the sky, you will be punished by heaven'. Perhaps, this is the will of God? ”

"Take these two fathers and sons down for me and put them to death!"

Gao De's angry voice echoed in the hall: "Heaven? On this earth, I am the heavens, I am the gods! ”

"John, you're wrong."

The other, the same voice, retorted mildly.

"Because I am God—the one-of-a-kind, all-powerful God."

In stunned, shocked, or awe-struck gaze, a hazy figure slowly emerged from the totem pole.

In the eyes of Western aesthetics, this is a perfect male figure, young, healthy, tall, handsome, and perfect, like a god descending on earth, as if he were the center of the world.

The newborn Gaude said, "Let there be light." ”

So there was light, and the whole body was full of light, so that people did not dare to look at it directly.