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"Hello, Mr. Anderson."

“…… Who are you? ”

"You seem to have mistaken something, Mr. Anderson, you don't have the right to ask questions here, or do you want us to call you 'Neo'?"

"Who is Neo?"

"Don't play dumb, Mr. Anderson, we all know about your identity, your address, your place of work, your relationships, the loans you need to repay, and all the illegal things that you have done under the pseudonym 'Neo' through the 'Matrix'."

"That's not—"

"Acts that are not expressly prohibited by law? Come to think of it, Mr. Anderson, that you will be here and have proven that the problems between us cannot be solved by a presenter with a wig and a hammer and a crowd of spectators. ”

"So, I can't call a lawyer either, right?"

"If you insist on fighting, Mr. Anderson, the lawyer friend who always gives you some minor trouble will refuse to serve you."

“…… What do you want me to do? ”

"Looks like you're a smart man, Mr. Anderson, and what we need you to do is simple, help us get Morpheus."

"I've heard of this famous hacker, but I haven't had any contact with him."

"That's not something you have to worry about, Mr. Anderson, he'll take the initiative to find you."

"Oh, I'm flattered...... So? How do I cooperate? ”

"No, Mr. Anderson, it's not us that you're going to work with, it's Morpheus."

"So what's the point of you bringing me here? Aren't you worried that I'll say it? ”

"The first question, we need to rule out the possibility of you choosing the blue pill, the second question, of course not afraid, come, Mr. Anderson, laugh one."

"Click."

【——AD.1999.5.8——】

"Whew!"

Bang!

“…… Damn it. Anderson, dressed in his vertical pajamas, lay on the floor, clutching his dull head from where he had hit it.

Just now, it seems that I had a nightmare, I had a fierce argument with the department manager because of overtime, and then the fight was evenly matched, and finally both broke through the glass of the building and fell straight down, and when I woke up, I had fallen out of bed.

This is completely impossible, with the size of the department manager, he can lift himself up with one hand and throw it out as a chain ball, how can he be evenly matched?

Whew-buzz -

Anderson was about to lie on the floor for a while, only to find that the computer screen above his head lit up on its own, casting a strange phantage in the dark room.

"Did I forget to turn it off?" Anderson propped himself up and turned his head to look at the screen, where a row of green subtitles flashed.

[Neo, wake up.] 】

"I'm awake." Anderson tapped the keyboard, but there was no response.

[The Matrix (TheGrox) is looking for you.] ] Green subtitles are refreshed.

"Is that thing alive?" Anderson's attempt to shut down the phone was unsuccessful.

[Follow the rabbit.] ] subtitles are refreshed again.

"I haven't messed with any hackers lately, have I?" Anderson tugged at the mainframe power cord, a little hesitant.

[There's a knock on the door, Neo.] 】

Knock knock!

The green subtitles and the knock on the door appeared at the same time, and Anderson pulled the power cord off as soon as he was nervous.

"Oh, well, if it doesn't go away, I'll probably have to study theology." Anderson looked at the pitch-black computer screen and shrugged to himself.

After hurriedly changing into his coat, he walked to the door and looked out through the cat's eye.

Outside the door were two men and two women with strange hairstyles and strange makeup, and their clothes had many holes and hoops in them, which made people wonder if they would hang anywhere and "snort......

Anderson shook his head and opened the door with his imagination abandoned: "Chol, you're two hours late, and I'm asleep." ”

"Hey, it's you who went to bed too early, the young man's night just starts now!" Chu whistled and took out a small stack of banknotes from his pocket: "Here you go, agreed, two thousand." ”

"Wait a minute." Anderson counted some money and put them away, then returned to the house and took out two CDs and handed them to Cui: "It's the same as before." ”

"Oh, [Linear Algebra], [Analytic Geometry]," Cui looked at the name on the CD, "I don't think anyone will be interested in this kind of content, Professor Neo." ”

"Although I have said it many times, I still have to repeat it again, don't be too arrogant, it doesn't matter if you take advantage of the situation to get some soup, but if you provoke those 'dealers', it won't be just a strip that will go to you." Anderson gestured to the two discs.

That's what I found in the matrix, about the future stock market ups and downs, those financial giants who compete with each other won't care that there are little mice picking up the rice grains leaking from their fingers to eat, but if they are stupid enough to get into the rice tank directly, then it is self-inflicted to be pinched to death.

"Okay professor, got it."

Judging from Chu Man's indifferent attitude, he didn't understand it at all, but it had nothing to do with him.

"Okay, you've got your nightlife, I-"

Anderson was about to close the door to see off the guests, but at a glance he saw the tattoo on the arm of the female companion brought by Chu.

It was a Bugs Bunny munching on turnips.

"—Can I follow me and see the world?" He came up with such a sentence out of nowhere.

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"Hell, I must have broken my head before." Anderson sat in the corner of the discotheque, holding his hand to his forehead with a headache.

Cacophony of human voices, confusing lighting, heavy metal music that almost bursts eardrums, and men and women dancing wildly on the dance floor in fancy costumes are all utter poisons for a programmer who needs rigorous logic and clear thinking, as well as quick reflexes.

Anderson decided to wait another half hour, and if the master who hacked into his computer to leave a message didn't show up, he would go straight back.

"Hello, Neo."

A soft female voice sounded out of place in the noisy environment—it wasn't drowned out by the noise around it.

Anderson looked up and saw that the speaker was a dark-haired woman in a heavy black evening dress with wide sunglasses.

Her outfit, which was out of place for a discotheque, went completely unnoticed by the others, or rather, everyone in the discotheque ignored her.

"Did you hack my computer?" Anderson asked directly.

"Your phone and social media are all monitored, we can only contact you like this, and if we meet in a place like this, 'they' won't be able to track down," the woman in the black dress raised her hand and took off her sunglasses, revealing her dark eyes that matched her hair color, and began to look Anderson up and down: "Trinity, I think you should know me." ”

"Well, of course," Anderson was not particularly excited when he suddenly saw the legendary master in the matrix, perhaps because the other party's image was too different from what he expected, or because he had actually seen her somewhere: "What do you mean by 'they'...... FBI？ I'm not at that level yet, am I? ”

"You're more important than you think," Trinity smiled slightly and put back on her sunglasses, "It looks like you're not being tracked, which is good." ”

Was I scanned just now? Anderson looked inexplicable.

"Morpheus wants to see you, don't be late for work tomorrow." Trinity nodded at him and turned to leave the disco, again, no one noticing her along the way, but unconsciously getting out of her way.

The boisterous heavy metal and the roar of the DJ rang out again.