Chapter 6 Sad Memories Caused by METRO
In the past year, the frequency fluctuations in time and space have been unusually frequent for some reason, and there are many reasons that can lead to this result, including the sunspot explosion will also have a certain impact, but Lei Jun always feels that these are not the root causes, he feels that the whole world, it is time to pay attention to this recently.
The so-called "overall situation", the only people who are really responsible for the core work are these four people: Lei Jun, Su Hong, Wu Haichao, plus Director Ling Juan. Lack of manpower has always been a problem. However, the Balance of Time and Space cannot recruit a large number of people in the form of civil service examinations like other departments of the state.
This is a very special organization, so special that it cannot even be made public, and the staff involved in the project must sign a confidentiality agreement, and if it is leaked, they will be held legally responsible.
Humans can travel through time and space, but this technology is currently limited to professional archaeology. In addition to maintaining the artificial space-time shield, assisting the archaeological staff of the Institute in daily data tracking and analysis in the background, and completing the task of sweeping the tail, the main work of the balance department is to send the personnel who have entered the wrong time and space back to their original time and space. So they have to have a lot of expertise, and that's not just quantum physics.
These people must be familiar with history, not a general understanding, but can really integrate into history, that is to say, no matter which of the four of them, thrown into any period of history in the past, they can survive there very well, which not only requires proficiency in the language of the time, research shows that the development of language is from north to south, so far the accent of China's Hainan and Guangxi regions is similar to the Kaifeng accent of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the language of the previous years, in Su Hong's words, is even more difficult to learn than the dead ancient Latin, The phonetics, intonation, names and words used in ancient Chinese are completely different from modern languages, and with regional differences, they sound almost the same as foreign languages. In the two years of language training, it really made them "can't even speak", in order to improve learning efficiency, Su Hong and they only used ancient language to communicate in the office for a while, once four people spoke the Chinese language for a whole month, each practicing two countries, as a result, Jian Rou went downstairs to buy snacks in the opposite supermarket, her brain did not turn, and she was almost regarded as a madman who talked nonsense. In addition to language, there are also life customs, interpersonal interactions, clothing taboos, and the major events of the year...... Back to ancient life, this sounds quite romantic, but in fact, except for the Ming and Qing dynasties and modern history, it is a little easier to integrate, and the others are not guaranteed to be thrown away to the realm of the Flood Wasteland as a savage explorer, and people who have not undergone systematic long-term training, let alone complete the designated tasks, it is very difficult to even survive.
With Fang Wuying and his subordinates at the same level of skill as them, the people in the control group needed to learn more, even the traditional eighteen martial arts. This group of people, from three-pointed two-edged knives to AK47s, must know everything. Otherwise, take Fang Wuying's words, "If anyone is picked off by LΓΌ Bu in three or two moves, then he will lose the face of the Chinese People's Liberation Army!" β
Su Hong said that it was fortunate that Liu Guanzhang did not have a military membership, otherwise he would have been so ashamed that he would have hung himself in the southeast branch.
The car drove downstairs, and as soon as the engine was turned off, the mobile phone rang. Lei Jun locked the car and connected his mobile phone, and it was Xiao Wu who called, and he told Lei Jun that the observation instrument had called the police.
"What part of history is there that is abnormal?"
"It's modern, right now." Xiao Wu said, "Someone should have passed through......"
Lei Jun stood at the top of the stairs, holding his phone and frowning, he felt a faint pain in his temples.
"I suspect that the female college student broke into the Qing Dynasty, she was not trained, and she used the instrument improperly, which caused the abnormal frequency fluctuation, which caused the surrounding history to be affected." Xiao Wu said, "Su Hong and I are going to leave now, boss, you rest first, and we will report to you as soon as we have a situation." β
"Okay, you two be careful, I also think it was caused by this arrest, it came and went too often, and it is estimated that it will affect the period near the Qing Dynasty." Lei Jun said, "I'll report to the director later, and we'll keep in touch at any time." β
"Got it."
"Also, Xiao Wu, if it's a beautiful man who comes over, you have to watch Su Hong carefully."
"Look at what you're talking about......"
Lei Jun smiled secretly and hung up the phone.
Since the establishment of the space-time balance, most of the cases have been inexplicably thrown into modern times by ancient people for some special reasons, such as earthquakes, floods, wars, ****, etc. - this is of course a side effect of the space-time channel being dug through.
So far, Lei Jun remembers the first case he set out to deal with, and it was one of the famous four sons of the Warring States Period, Zhao Sheng, the king of the plains, who was thrown into modern times that day.
β¦β¦ The control team was in a Metro supermarket to find Zhao Sheng, that was also the first time Lei Jun saw the living thousand-year-old ancients, when he found him, Zhao Sheng was ragged, his face was pale, his hair was scattered like a chicken nest, I don't know what method he used, he actually climbed onto the shelves of flour!
The steel shelves of the supermarket are seven meters high, and METRO employees usually have to use electric freight elevators to go up to pick up the goods, but this Pingyuan gentleman actually sat on them and cried, holding the flour bag and refusing to come down, and a group of METRO employees surrounded the city crying and laughing.
In the afternoon of the same day, the Metro had to temporarily seal off and clear the venue, and Lei Jun, one of the negotiators, climbed the electric freight elevator, sat on the top of the ladder, and communicated with Zhao Sheng in the Chinese dialect that he was not yet proficient in. It took half an hour for Lei Jun to figure out that the period in which this Pingyuan monarch lived was the period when Handan, the capital of Zhao State, was surrounded by the Qin army for eight or nine months shortly after the Battle of Changping ended.
When his lips were anxious, Lei Jun finally figured out that the reason why Zhao Sheng sat on METRO's flour shelf and wept was because he wanted to transport all this grain back to Zhao State, so that Handan City, which had been besieged for many days and ran out of ammunition, could continue to support it......
"It's not a good start." Lei Jun smacked his lips, put aside Zhao Sheng's face stained with flour and tears in his mind, and walked upstairs quickly.
When he opened the door and entered the house, it was still early, his daughter Lei Lei did not come back, Lei Jun put down his bag and sat on the sofa in the living room, his eyes fell on the photo on the wall.
It was taken by the family of three on Lei Lei's fifth birthday, and the young woman in the photo is smiling like a flower.
Throughout the afternoon, Deputy Director Lei Jun, who had crossed the management bureau, sat quietly in front of the window until his tall figure was pulled out by the backlight. Outside the window is a pure sky covered with golden clouds, and before sunset, everything in the universe seems so vast.
Lei Jun remembered the day his wife disappeared.
It was a Friday, and when Jian Rou went out, she was wearing the red sweater she usually wore, the bright red, which was dazzling and unforgettable by the autumn sun.
"I took a leave of absence in the morning and have to go to the bank to do some errands, so you can send Lei Lei to school first." She smiled slightly, picked up the girl who was a little heavy, and put it into Lei Jun's arms.
It was a sunny morning, a warm breeze blowing, and the maple leaves swaying in the wind.
It was a beautiful and picturesque day. Under the fiery red maple tree, his wife's smile was almost perfect.
A few hours later, Lei Jun did not see his wife at the unit.
A week later, the police officially announced that Jian Rou was missing.
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In the first two years of the accident, Lei Jun went crazy looking for clues in all aspects, trying to find out where Jian Rou went, but there was no news of his missing wife.
Eight years have passed, he still hasn't given up, and even keeps all his wife's clothes and supplies, Lei Jun can't accept his wife's departure emotionally, even the leftover perfume bottles used by Jian Rou, he has kept them well.
He held on to hope and refused to give up until he died, even if it would eventually be consumed by the days of waiting.
β¦β¦ In the open window of the sixth floor, the storm of late autumn blew in his face again, and Lei Jun suddenly felt sadness hit him like a tide, making him almost unable to breathe.