His right hand clenched tighter and tighter, and his teeth rattled, which showed how important the position of "first-class general of the organization" was to him.

"Alas, first-class general? What if you become the head of the KGB organization? Once the country is in turmoil, won't it become a dead letter and become a big target for other countries' spy organizations? Put down the box and run for your life! Gu Tingcheng admonished lightly behind my back.

KGB and the Great Northern are two political words that cannot be separated, the former once made the world talk about the tiger a few decades ago, while the latter dominated the Arctic Circle with his super strength, super courage and super popularity, and became the only leader of the people of the Northern Snow Country, which is well-deserved as the name of "The Great Emperor of the North".

Gu Tingcheng is using the past as a metaphor for the present, using words to break up the opponent's resistance, trying to solve the battle without blood.

"If the emperor is angry, you will die, and the fairy woman who has been around for thousands of years will all die, and they will all die!" The middle-aged man roared in a low voice,

"What?" Gu Qingcheng blurted out, "Who is the fairy woman for thousands of years?" ”

My heart sank suddenly, and sure enough, the other party's hypnosis technology was more advanced, and the core key information had been obtained from Ming Shui's brain. The so-called "thousands of years of fairy women" naturally refers to the water sleeves.

"Who else? Of course, it's your friend, whom you call 'Miss Ming'. Think about it, with such a person around, can you still sleep at night? The middle-aged man sneered.

He thought he had found a way to fight back, but in fact it was a complete error of judgment, because I didn't care what Ming Shuisleeve was, nor did I care about what others dictated, I only cared about what I saw with my own eyes.

"Give me the box—" I didn't delay any longer, took a step forward, pressed my hands on the opponent's right elbow, and then dislocated the opponent's elbow and wrist joints, and the box came out of my hand.

Without waiting for the box to hit the ground, I bent down and copied it, then scooped it up and clamped it under my left armpit.

"You go first, I'll leave it here." Gu Qingcheng whispered and handed over a room card.

I didn't give in, took the room card, and quickly went upstairs with the box to room 1808.

What needs to be thanked is the attitude of this group of people just now, because at this moment Ming Shuisleeve is already lying in the bedroom, sleeping peacefully, without any signs of fright.

As we all know, the empire under the jurisdiction of the Northern Emperor has the world's top aerospace technology, sea exploration technology, spy technology, gangster management technology, and crustal resource mining technology, and it is the only big country with a high technology level comparable to the United States.

I believe that hypnotism is just one of the small insect carving techniques invented by many agents of this great country, and it is not a key research project. So, the question is, what is in Ming Shui's head, which is worthy of the Northern Emperor personally ordering the command of the action, and promising a heavy reward of "organizing a first-class general"?

The box is heavy, at least three times the limit weight of a box of the same volume. In addition, there are three six-digit combination locks and two misshapen hard-key locks on the lid, which is the first time I have encountered it.

From the material point of view, without the help of a heavy-duty industrial cutting machine, it is probably difficult to break through its titanium steel shell.

I laid the box flat on the coffee table and sat quietly on the sofa alone, waiting for Gu Qingcheng to return.

If she is a person with brains and eyes, she should understand the special features of this box. I believe that all the passwords and keys are on the middle-aged man, and I believe that Gu Tingcheng can come back with the passwords and keys to solve all the little troubles.

There was a slight snoring sound from the bedroom, and under the follow-up influence of the hypnotic drugs, she must have slept very deeply and relaxed, not knowing that there were so many chaotic and complicated battles going on around her alone.

I don't know what the difference is between being born in the troubled times of the Ming Dynasty and being born in the prosperous China of the 21st century, but I know very well that in the troubled times, there is no place for the world to put a pillow, but in the prosperous times, you can be happy and worry-free.

Just like me, when I was on Hong Kong Island, every night before going to bed, I had to check the long and short knives under the pillow, on the bottom floor of the shoe cabinet at the door, on the top of the kitchen refrigerator, and in the balcony flower pots, so as to ensure that once the war started, I could draw my knife and fight without being unarmed and waiting to die. On the contrary, after arriving in Dunhuang, I was insulated from knives and guns, and slept peacefully and soundly every night, even if I woke up in the middle of the night, there was only the moon and the wind outside the window, and there was no sharp killing machine.

This is the difference between prosperous times and troubled times, the former making people happy and long-lived, and the latter disturbing and short-lived.

"It's just ...... The princess with the broken arm survived...... Thousands of years of goblins, will the centaurs under the command of the Northern Emperor be unscrupulous? All the secrets are in the box...... "Suddenly, I became hesitant, after all, the distant memories in my mind were also related to the Mogao Grottoes rebounding pipa diagram.

Once the secret is revealed, if it is related to my memories and my family, then wouldn't my background also be appalling?

Ming Shuisleeve in the bedroom suddenly made a sound, she was talking in her sleep, but it was not exactly her own voice. In Cave 112, I heard her speak, and her voice was close to Mandarin, the Chinese language of Hong Kong and Taiwan, but now she speaks a northern regional language, and some of the wording is completely Turkish.

I interlaced the minute-and-a-half-long dream words she spoke, and I could roughly translate the following meaning—"All the murals unfolded...... The universe is in it, and the fate of heaven, earth, and man is included. This is the entrance, there is no difference between living and dead, there is no boundary between the living and the dead, the living can die, and the dead can live (I guess the real meaning of these two sentences should be 'free transition between life and death'). Murals are just paintings, all countries are just countries, all people are just people, one day, only one painting, one country, one kind of people remains, that is the real avenue of the world. Everything is destroyed, everything starts again, the Gobi Desert becomes a grassland, the grassland becomes a fertile field, the fertile land becomes the sea, and the sea dries up again and becomes the Gobi Desert...... Change is endless, and the outside is transformed again, until the grand occasion of a country and a person appears...... We just wait for that day, no matter how difficult it is, and run towards the light. When the Qingniu of Hanguguan came back, it was the time when the road was full of sky, and the good days of the Gobi Desert were coming. Open the door, open the gate, open the gate of the Mogao Grottoes, and welcome the Green Ox to come in......"

Dreams are the deep activities of human consciousness, and from the dream words of Ming Shuisleeve, I can feel that there are many strange things hidden in her head.

"Hanguguan, Qingniu, and the Most Holy" of course refers to Lao Dan, the ancestor of Taoism, so what does "one country" mean, does it mean "one China"? As for "one race, one person" may refer to the Chinese nation and the Chinese?

Also, what is the "gate of the Mogao Grottoes"?

After going to the Mogao Grottoes hundreds of times, I know that the Mogao Grottoes have no doors, and those ancient sand and stone walls have long been unable to withstand the piercing, and the indiscriminate installation of portals will only accelerate the collapse of the Mogao Grottoes.

Moreover, judging from historical documents, there has been no "gate" in Mogao Grottoes since ancient times.

I listened patiently until Ming Shuisleeve turned over, stopped babbling, and fell into a deep sleep again.

"The gate of the Mogao Grottoes?" This new word made me think deeply.

It comes from the mouth of the clear water sleeve, it can't be groundless, it must mean something else. I thought about it carefully, and the local language she used in her dream came from the Turpan area of Xinjiang, and I had heard from the Turpan grape sellers at the largest farmers' market in Dunhuang.

Ming Shuisleeve comes from Hong Kong Island, and usually speaks in Hong Kong and Taiwan-style Chinese, which is completely unrelated to Turpan Tuyu.

I can't explain it, I can only attribute everything to the special identity of Ming Shuisleeve.

Gu Tingcheng was late, at least half an hour later than I expected. However, judging from the look on her face, everything went smoothly and did not cause any further trouble.

"It took some work...... In order to make the middle-aged man speak, fortunately, he is a smart man who knows what to choose in the end. As you might guess, they were low-level agents, who had received less than seven months of surprise training before being sent out in the field, and their experience and ability were far from sufficient. I'm still a little afraid, if we meet the former KGB elite under the command of the Northern Emperor, with two against four, I'm afraid that we will suffer a big loss. Gu Tingcheng didn't have time to sit down, so he began to explain to me.

She is right, the KGB is one of the three major super spy organizations during the Cold War, and every elite agent trained has the courage of ten thousand people, and its combat effectiveness can even exceed that of a fully armed special operations battalion in special terrain.

When encountering that kind of master, there is no good way but to fight to the death. However, I am not willing to make any bonds with the people of the Northern Emperor, and that is not a pleasant thing.

Gu Tingcheng raised his hand, and two keys fell on the box, one with a triangular inverted tooth and a five-edged plum blossom, which was the key to open the secret lock of the box.

"The password is—" Gu Qingcheng spoke again.

I raised my hand in time to stop her for the time being: "Please wait, let's guess what's in the box." ”

Gu Tingcheng did not object, but there was a look of approval in his eyes, and he slowly nodded and agreed: "That's right, that's right, we must first estimate the situation after opening the box before we can open it." At this time, you need to be cautious, cautious, and cautious. ”

Many people can guess that inside the box is a set of precision electromagnetic induction medical instruments and a microcomputer, the data obtained by the detector enters the computer through various electrocardiogram induction wires, and is transcoded into readable text, visual pictures or videos, and audible audio files after being translated by software.

The techniques of hypnosis are varied, but the process is much the same.

What I really want to ask is, "What is stored on my computer?" ”

Gu Tingcheng and I are both young people living in modern society, believing in materialism, based on facts, and never making wild speculations about idealism.

In our eyes, Ming Shuisleeve is a normal person with flesh and blood, who can speak and move, and his age is about 20 to 25 years old, and at most he will not be more than 30 years old. She is definitely not a "thousand-year-old goblin", nor is she likely to be an ancient time-traveler in fantasy novels, the only difference is that she knows a lot of things in the past, and these historical events, whether they are or not, have carved a deep cross-imprint in the depths of her thoughts, so that her thoughts are confused and connected, and they cannot be smoothed out.

If we want to believe in the Ming Shui Sleeve, we must believe the passage I said above, the core idea of which is - "The Ming Shui Sleeve is a person".

"She just said in her sleep." I gestured to the bedroom.

Gu Tingcheng is an understanding person, and raised his eyebrows: "Is it of great value?" Those people used the 'cranial neural network electronic octopus' on her, which has a mild side effect of phagocytosis of brain cells, which will affect the coordination of various organs in her brain, so she will talk in her dreams. Of course, in this case, she is in the hypnotic phase of subsidence, and what she says is not necessarily a dream, but a part of her true thoughts. ”

"Huh? An electronic octopus? I couldn't help but gasp.

It is a "desperate trick" in hypnosis, breaking through the moral boundaries of normal hypnosis, which is equivalent to killing chickens to take eggs, drying up and fishing. At least 80 percent of the major accidents in the field of psychiatric research over the past two decades have been caused by the electronic octopus of the neural network.