【——AD.1999.5.8——】

"It seems that you are not willing to be restrained, Mr. Anderson."

A tall, serious-faced, gray-haired old man said to Anderson.

"......" Anderson opened his mouth slightly, then closed it again.

This is the office of the department manager on the 33rd floor of the software company building where he works.

Anderson felt bad about the panoramic glass window behind the line manager's chair, which looked like it would break if it was a hit, so he decided to avoid any possibility of getting into an argument with the manager and getting into a scuffle.

"Every employee in our company is a part of her, and it is the desire of each of us to make her better," the department manager stared at Anderson, "and the overall progress of the company was slowed down for half a day because an employee in a key position could not arrive on time, which no one wanted." ”

"I'm sorry." Anderson can only apologize, otherwise how can he say? Can't get up because you ran to the disco to play on a whim last night?

"If you think you're special, you're wrong," said the manager, apparently unhappy with his apology: "Although the company is a whole, if one of them often does something that harms the whole, then we have to abandon that individual." ”

"......" Anderson continued to remain silent, and although the manager stopped talking for a while, it was very unwise to speak at this time.

"It's time to make a decision, Mr. Anderson," said the manager again after a moment's pause, "will you make sure you go to work on time every day, or will you find another job?" ”

"I'm not going to be late again, Mr. Reinhardt." Anderson responded solemnly with an attitude of determination to change his ways.

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"It would be scary if Trinity reminded me that 'don't be late' meant that."

Anderson returns to his cubicle and begins to pack up his desk to get to work, but soon, he finds something on his desk that doesn't belong to him.

A Nokia phone.

"This ......," Anderson picked up his phone, slightly recalling what Trinity said yesterday about her calls and social media accounts being monitored, "Could it be that they used to contact me?" ”

Ding Dong Ding Dong ~ Ding Dong Ding Dong ~ Ding Dong Ding Dong ~

When I picked up my phone, it rang directly.

"Hello?" Anderson answered the phone, looked around carefully, and saw that no one had noticed the normal ringing.

"I'm Morpheus. A deep, deep male voice came from the earpiece.

"I'm Neo, I think you should know." Anderson sat back down and lowered his voice in response.

"Let's make a long story short, the Matrix has already sent someone to arrest you, look up slowly. Morpheus said.

"......" Anderson quietly poked his head out of the cubicle and found that there were two strange people in black suits and sunglasses on the front desk on this floor asking about something, and behind them were four police officers with serious expressions: "What should I do?" ”

[Maintain a low position, go straight out of the compartment, turn right and go straight, turn left when passing by the printer, enter the room with a water dispenser at the door, and close the door.] 】”

Morpheus gave quick instructions, and Anderson did as he was told, and as a veteran programmer, although it was the first time he had done such a stealthy operation, he was completely unjerky.

Eventually, Anderson entered the office of the deputy department manager who had been on a business trip three days earlier, and he quietly looked down the hall through the window to find that the two black suits had arrived in his cubicle, talking to the front desk that was enthusiastically leading the way.

"What's next?" Anderson asked the phone in a whisper.

[Push open the window, jump on the hanging basket of the exterior wall cleaner, close the window, wait for the descent, enter the 32nd floor, take the elevator to the 2nd floor, and exit via the fire escape.] 】”

"It's crazy, where are you watching me?" Book Bar

Anderson pushed open the window, and the hanging basket used by the exterior wall cleaner happened to slowly descend to this level, so he put his phone in his pocket and jumped on it with a lunge.

"I'll explain when we meet. Morpheus's voice vanished.

"Hmm...... This height ......" Anderson looked at it, the height of the 30th floor made him a little dizzy, and then squatted down directly: "I'm just an ordinary programmer, why do I do the work of an agent?" ”

Squeak - Yoyo -

A crane placed at the top of the building gradually lowered the gondola and carried passengers to the 32nd floor.

"Lifts can be black too?" Anderson looked up, opened the window of his office on the 32nd floor and jumped in.

At the same time, the gondola, which had been descending, began to rise.

"Very well, so that if they look out, they will not think that I left in a hanging basket, worthy of the code name of 'Sleeping God'." Anderson closed the window lightly, quietly opened the office door, and went straight to the elevator under the slightly surprised gaze of his colleagues in the next department on the 32nd floor, and then pressed the button on the second floor.

He turned his back to the monitor slightly, thinking as he watched the floor numbers gradually decrease.

Obviously, Morpheus didn't let himself go to the first floor, it should be those black suits on the ground floor and armed.

The current situation is that not only the legendary master comes to find him, but also the people suspected of being in the special department will also arrest him, what is so special about himself? Could it be that some of the information you get in the matrix is actually very important?

In that case, observe three seconds of silence for the hapless ghosts who bought their information.

Anderson stepped out of the elevator on the second floor and quietly glanced at the first floor halfway to the stairs.

As expected, five or six lean men dressed exactly like the sunglasses and black suits upstairs were roaming the halls on the first floor, the front and back doors all under their surveillance.

As soon as Anderson's elevator arrived on the first floor, several people in black suits surrounded him, scanning the people who came out of it one by one, and at the same time pressing the headsets and saying something.

I don't know what will happen if I get caught, but it doesn't look very good...... Anderson muttered and went straight to the fire escape on the outside of the building.

Squeak~squeak~

As soon as Anderson stepped on it, the rusty fire escape made an overwhelming sound.

It's no wonder that the fire escape of a super high-rise building like this is basically a furnishing, only a fool will pass through it to go up or down dozens of floors, as far as Anderson knows, in order to prevent fire and theft, the door leading to the building from the outer stairs of more than ten floors of this building to the building cannot be opened.

"The question now is," Anderson said, standing at the end of the fire escape, looking at the staircase that had completely broken from the middle and the alley below, "how am I going to get down?" Although the height of four or five meters is not enough to fall and cause a serious injury, even if you twist your foot, it is ......"

Boom!

At this moment, the iron door of the fire escape that Anderson had passed through before was knocked open, and three or four people in sunglasses and black suits rushed out directly, and without saying a word, they all pulled out their guns and aimed at him.

"Hell! Is this what it means to live or die? Anderson didn't have time to think too much about it, and jumped straight from the crack in the staircase.

Thundered!

At this moment, a huge pure black motorcycle rushed in from the intersection of the alley.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, and Anderson, who was falling, slowly changed his movements in the air after seeing the motorcycle, and finally sat on the back seat of the speeding motorcycle perfectly.

In the next moment, the flow of time returned, and the motorcycle drove Anderson out of the alley without stopping, and the sunglasses and black suits raised their guns and aimed for a while, but in the end they still didn't shoot.

What just happened?

"Neo! You're late today! At a galloping speed, Trinity, who was driving a motorcycle, said loudly to Anderson in the back seat.

"You can deduct my winnings!" Anderson responded equally loudly.