It's a chilling metaphor that where a web crawler invades a place where there are no more personal secrets to speak of, it's all open to the public and anyone can freely access it for free.

In front of *, any portal is wide open, and no matter how many locks the master sets, it is useless. It can be said that being called "*" in the Yellow Flower Society, Tang Hui's ability must be unfathomable.

"Is that okay? Mr. Long? He asked.

I shook my head, and he immediately showed a surprised expression: "Huh? Mr. Long rejects me? I've just made it very clear, do me this favor, and you are also a beneficiary. I hope Mr. Long will reconsider my request, otherwise, it may not be me who will regret it in the end. ”

"What about Aunt Cha? Call her out. I said.

Tang Hui frowned, took a step back, and stared at my face.

"Tell Aunt Cha to come out, don't alarm Zhao Tan, he's tired." I say.

Tang Hui frowned and waved his hand, and Cha Ye bypassed us and entered the house. Soon, he appeared in front of us with Aunt Cha.

As the general said, Aunt Cha is really a good person, and when she sees the two of us, she actually blushes.

"General, offended. Mr. Long, offended. Aunt Cha blushed and bowed to me and the general.

The general smiled and responded: "It's okay, Aunt Cha, sometimes people have to plan for themselves. I don't blame you, you see, isn't Mr. Long and I okay now? ”

"Yes, yes. The great general is deeply blessed, and God blesses him. Aunt Cha said.

I could only smile bitterly, if I hadn't found * and * under the wheels at that time, God wouldn't have blessed us. What's more, there is also a * inside the doorknob of the hut, which is intended to send me and the general to the western sky.

"It's okay, it's okay." The general spoke softly and glanced at me.

"Alright, Aunt Cha. The two countries are in contention, each for its own master. Everyone stands on different standpoints, there is no right or wrong, you don't have to take it to heart. I can only magnanimously "forgive" Aunt Cha and give General Ashida face.

"Yes, Aunt Cha, you see, even Mr. Long has forgiven you, and this matter is over." The general added.

"Alright, alright, alright." Tang Hui shouted, "We're here to talk about business, don't waste your time on this meaningless etiquette." Mr. Long, tell me about your conditions, how do you agree to cooperate? ”

I'm willing to work with smart people, but it depends on what the purpose is.

"Why don't we sit down and talk?" The general said.

Tang Hui happily agreed: "Okay, it's rare to have such good weather, wouldn't it be beautiful for three or five confidants to sit down and drink tea and chat, enhance friendship and connect feelings?" ”

Cha Ye and Aunt Cha glanced at each other, walked behind Tang Hui, and stood silently.

It seems that in front of Tang Hui, they can only be reduced to subordinates and act according to Tang Hui's eyes.

"It's very simple to ask you to help, go to the depths of Zhao Tan's mind and take out all the secrets he doesn't want to say, how about it?" Tang Hui said.

I smiled faintly and ignored it.

"It's easy for you, anyway, you helped Jade Fox Zen reach the mind of the great Japanese ninja Kusanagi Kan. Familiar with the road, do it again? Tang Hui asked.

"It didn't work out." I shook my head.

At that time, inside the base, with the help of Japanese precision instruments, I did explore the spiritual world of Kusanagi Kan, but I did not gain much.

The principles and processes of such cutting-edge experiments are so complex that the blame for failure cannot simply be attributed to individuals or instruments.

"It's very simple, I brought the most advanced equipment, and I guarantee that it is foolproof - hehe, it is not so absolute, but I promise, the chance of failure is very small, because this instrument is the latest generation of nano products of the German company Jingwei, 5,000 clinical trials, and there is not a single accident." Tang Hui said.

Tang Hui and I are actually going to do the same thing, and the goal is to point to Zhao Tan's secret.

This "help" seems very easy, but I suspect that the result of a good thing falling from heaven is to turn into a big trap.

"Great proposal, what about the follow-up? What happens if I succeed in obtaining the information? "I asked.

"A long-term cooperation, the length of the cooperation, more than you imagine." Tang Hui said.

"The Yellow Flower Club has fallen, who are you working for this time?" I asked.

"I have never served any gang or agency, just like the propeller shaft of a car, I only transmit energy and power, I am not involved in either doing work or driving. My future, you don't have to worry, your earnings, you can pay cash, you can also participate in the overall return, free choice, how about it? Tang Hui replied.

I would like to know the specific situation of the excavation of the tomb of the Oda ghost slave, and if I can enter Zhao Tan's thoughts and memories, what he has seen, I will be able to browse freely and clearly know the appearance of those underground "ghosts".

Kurihara Daionmyoji, known as the world, was blocked by the island government, and it was not until two years later that it spread to Hong Kong Island, but the official news was sudden cardiac death, not other accidents.

The appearance and disappearance of those "ghosts" are very strange, and I have a suspicion, that is-

"Tang Hui, are you cooperating with the Northern Emperor? Tracking and studying Zhao Tan's work, is it related to the Northern Emperor's "Layout of the Earth Metaphysical War"? The general asked.

Tang Hui smiled coldly: "I'm sorry, I'm talking to Mr. Long about business, and I refuse to answer anyone's questions." ”

"We are one." I immediately retorted to him.

"One? I refuse to admit this statement. Now, if Mr. Long wants to, we can open champagne to celebrate the collaboration. Tang Hui said.

The timing of his appearance was very appropriate, and if I hadn't used a lie detector to find out about the "ghost", I would certainly not be interested in cooperation, and I would have rejected it outright.

This is not some kind of coincidence, but it has been accurately calculated by Tang Hui.

He is an information expert, good at all levels of calculations, melting all kinds of physical factors into a furnace, only then can he be invincible.

"No champagne, high-five." I raised my right hand.

Tang Hui smiled and came over to high-five me.

"Now, you can take off the handcuffs, right?" I asked.

Tang Hui shook his head: "No, this is actually not handcuffs, but a body physiological data transmitter." My instrument relies on two sets of rings to transmit it, one to transmit energy and one to transmit data. Now, we can go and meet Zhao Tan. ”

Everyone entered the house together, Cha Ye and Aunt Cha took care of the guard work, and Tang Hui and I carried Zhao Tan back to his bedroom.

Under Tang Hui's command, I lifted the mattress to the ground, and then arranged Zhao Tan to lie down on the bed.

"You're lying on a mattress, creating a high level of information flow." Tang Hui said.

He took out two rings from his bag and buckled them on my and Zhao Tan's heads respectively, and then wore one on Zhao Tan's right wrist, exactly the same as what I was wearing.

The most critical instrument in the next connection process is a flat box, black, the size of an old-fashioned videotape. There are jacks of various sizes on the box, four of which are connected to the rings on our heads and wrists by four black cables. There are also two jacks that connect with Tang Hui's laptop.

Zhao Tan has been half-asleep, occasionally opening his eyes, looking around lifelessly, and then closing them, there should be no ideology.

"First of all, we will do a signal test, and the ring has a process of tightening, twisting, and fitting properly, and there will be no pain, so don't worry." Tang Hui said as he quickly typed a few times on the computer keyboard.

I felt the two rings twist in succession, the inner walls of the rings clinging to my skin, leaving no gaps.

On the surface, the ring is made of stainless steel, which has extremely high strength, but it has a soft plastic layer on the inner wall, and its material is close to human skin, so when the ring is tightened, this layer of plastic is tightly attached to my skin, as if it is going to be glued together.

The rings on my head are close to the center of my eyebrows, temples, and the back of my head, which are all vital parts that are closely related to my thoughts and cranial nerves. Usually, others would not be allowed to touch it, but now in order to cooperate with Tang Hui, he can only be forced to open the door and lower his bottom line.

"I know, you just did a polygraph on Zhao Tan, and he said something useful, right? Unfortunately, his mental strength is too strong, and you must not be satisfied with the information obtained. May I ask? What exactly did he say? Tang Hui asked.

The name of "Tomb of the Gods, Oda Ghost Slave" immediately popped up in my mind, but before I could answer, Tang Hui had already continued: "He is the Oda clan's dragon fast son-in-law, and he is deeply loved by the elders, so he is familiar with many secrets of the Oda clan, especially about the Oda ghost slave." Oda Onitu is the pride of Kyoto, and after his death, he was buried in the 'Tomb of the Gods' on Mt. Fuji, which is truly a mysterious place, and it is said that 'Oni' often appears——"

"What is a ghost? I suspect that the ghost is a virtual image that can leave the black hole with the camera......" I said preemptively.

Kurihara Daionmyoji ordered his subordinates to burn down Zhao Tan's tent, which was probably the only way he could think of to eliminate the "ghosts". But what is the result? Only God knows.

After the farce of digging the tomb ended, Zhao Tan was unharmed, but Kurihara died.

Such a result only proves that the ghosts have begun to cause chaos.

Suddenly, I felt a chill all over my body, a strong wind, and I felt like I was on a high wooded mountain.

"There is very little information about the ghosts, and no one can give a clear answer. If you want to know the answer, you have to ......" A gust of wind blew, and Tang Hui's voice drifted away.

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao, wake up, wake up?" Someone was screaming in my ear.

I don't know when I closed my eyes, but they opened them right now.

"Mr. Zhao, the car has arrived at its destination, we can get out of bed." The voice continued to ring in my right ear.

I turned my head and was greeted by a middle-aged man in full armor with a smiling face. His riot helmet had the name "Police" printed on it, but it was in Japanese.

"Where?" I asked.

"The east gate of the 'Tomb of the Gods', go straight for 200 meters, turn right for 70 meters, and then climb the forty-five steps to reach the tomb of Oda Onio." The middle-aged man replied.

"This is Mt. Fuji? ...... is this the 'Tomb of the Gods'? I was amazed.

A minute ago, I was in the city of Dunhuang in western China, and a minute later, I was at the 'Tomb of the Gods' on Mount Fuji. From a geographical point of view, it is impossible to achieve such a thing, and the only explanation is that something went wrong with my mind and I entered the fantasy stage.