Shanghai, China 7:30

Sikong Jing walked out of the subway, he was standing at the exit of the Lujiazui subway at this time, he raised his head, there were several buildings standing opposite, it had just rained at this time, the ground was still wet, and between the buildings, the clouds and mist were slowly passing through.

Pedestrians on the side of the road shuttled by, most of them ignoring him, while others raised their eyes to look at him and continued walking.

Sikong Jing raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, the time was almost up, and he continued to walk.

He walked to the place the other party had said, and it was already ten minutes later.

The other party said that it is very close to the subway entrance, it is indeed very close, this is an outdoor coffee shop, at the outermost end of the square, the time at this time is not the working time, there is not much traffic, the coffee shop opens very early, and there are already people sitting on the seats in it to eat the breakfast bought in their hands.

He sat in a chair on the edge and waited.

Someone then sat down in a chair next to him.

"Sikong Jing?"

"Yes." Sitting next to him was a foreigner, who did not look at him, but also looked ahead.

"9 o'clock, Shangri-La Hotel, room 1009." After speaking, the foreigner stood up and tidied up his clothes, and left first.

Sikong Jing looked at the time, it was still early, he took out his mobile phone and checked the location, it was not far away, and there was still time for him to have a cup of coffee.

He ordered a cup of coffee and drank it casually.

When he finished his coffee and stood in room 1009, exactly 1 minute and 9 o'clock, he waited quietly, estimated the time, and knocked on the door.

When the other party opened the door, it was exactly 9 o'clock.

He walked in.

Of the three people in the room, one of them opened the door, and at this time they were facing another.

Those standing in front of him motioned for him to stretch out his arms and searched him before letting him go.

The back room is the main one.

Sikong Jing stood in the center of the room, stagnating.

The man in the back room looked out the window, with a tall figure, spotless striped suit, meticulously combed blond hair, and a cigar in his hand, he took a puff and slowly exhaled.

"Young man, your country has sent you, and you have the right to make such a decision?"

Sikong Jing stared at the other party's back and did not speak.

The other party waited for a long time, turned his head suspiciously, looked at Sikong Jing, and after a while, he smiled slightly.

"Please be seated, young man, and I apologize for the rude I just had."

Sikong Jing sat unhurriedly on the sofa next to him.

"When we first met, I was William Smith."

"Sikong Jing."

"Hello, Sikong Jing, your country sent you, so can you rest assured?"

"Speaking of trust, your country does not trust our itinerary and engaged in such a set of ways to conduct this transaction, I think I am more qualified for this mission."

"Young man, this..."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Smith, but my name is Sikong Jing." Sikong Jing interrupted unceremoniously.

"Mr. Division..."

"Sikong."

"Mr. Sikong, I'm not here to discuss etiquette with you." William was a little annoyed, and he took a deep breath.

"This time, we are handing over the human project to your country, which is to show our sincerity."

"But you didn't show your sincerity before."

"What do you mean by that? Did you send you to insult me? William angrily stood up.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Smith, but your country's behaviour from the outset has deeply hurt our feelings. At this time, it has been repeatedly proposed that it is up to you to decide and arrange the meeting itinerary. Personally, I don't think you sincerely want to use Skynet, and you don't want to complete this transaction. ”

"Does that mean what you mean?"

"No, I said it, it's a personal thought."

"May I ask, why do you want the Human Project?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Smith, it's confidential, and besides, as a staff member, I don't have the right to know."

"Why did you come here?" William Smith was really angry, and he paced back and forth.

"Authenticity." Sikong Jing said lightly.

"Hmph, this secret, you have never been in contact with it, how can you identify it?" William sarcastically laughed instead of being angry.

"I identified it last time."

"You?" William looked at the young man in front of him with some surprise, the young man looked to be in his twenties, putting aside his previous prejudices, he had a sense of self-confidence, which made him have to believe that perhaps, the young man in front of him really had this ability.

"How did you tell that?" William became interested.

"Your technology is to use the human cell's own cells, and the synthetic biological body to form a new human body, a kind of alternative body, but before, in the file you gave, there are several data that are completely wrong, the directional synapses of neurons are chemical synapses, and their quantum-like release data, I happen to know a little bit about it."

"Mr. Sikong, what do you do?" William asked curiously, he was the main participant in the human project, although he was a representative of the military, he didn't know anything from the beginning to now, he could even say that he was half an expert.

Of course, he knew what Sikong Jing was talking about, the human project, which was a classified document of the US military, and its purpose was to create a more powerful human body, so that those incapacitated soldiers or leaders could use it to replace the long-dead body.

In this way, life is extended.

Or, a more powerful weapon.

Sikong Jing did not answer his question: "Mr. Smith, there is time for small talk at any time, I think, if your country is really sincere, can you let me look at that human project now?" ”

"We are sincere enough, of course, I apologize for this arrangement, after all, according to the old Chinese saying, be careful to sail a ship of ten thousand years." William said, waving his hand, and out of the back room came a man with a suitcase in his hand, the handle of which was handcuffed to his handcuffed.

William took the key out of his hand, and when the man got the key, he unwrapped the handcuffs of the suitcase and handed the suitcase to William.

William entered the code, opened the suitcase, and handed it to Sikong Jing.

Sikong Jing saw the thick documents in the suitcase, which were covered with several red eye-catching seals.

It's exactly the same as what I saw before.

He continued to flip through the pages, and the purpose of Liu Moqing sending him here was not only to observe this human project, but also to observe the behavior of the United States.

As soon as there is the slightest problem with the opponent, he will bite down on the contactor installed in the wisdom tooth, trigger the signal, and wipe the opponent away.

This is to ensure his personal safety.

For Liu Moqing, sending Sikong Jing to identify the authenticity is also a last resort.

At that time, William was carrying fake documents, and several authoritative experts did not see the clues, but Sikong Jing, a young man studying the field of quantum transmission, actually saw several data that were not enough to support the transmission of information by neurons.

This is also the reason why Liu Moqing sent Sikong Jing.

Liu Moqing is even more worried that if the US side cheats again and again, will Sikong Jing be able to handle this mission?

What dispelled Liu Moqing's worries was a phone call from the US side.

The US side fully revealed the occurrence of many rifts in time and space in the United States, and promised to make the recent information open and transparent, and cooperate closely with the Chinese side.

Liu Moqing decided to let Sikong Jing go to Shanghai, but at the same time, he told Sikong Jing that he couldn't just "let William Smith" go.

Sikong Jing looked carefully at the document in his hand, William looked calm on the surface, but he kept roaring in his heart. He knew that it would take some time for the document to be carefully examined and ascertained for authenticity.

What he lacked most was time.

Sikong Jing watched very slowly, and William could only pacing around the room or smoking a cigarette to relieve his irritability.

He wanted to rest for a while, he had been in a state of high concentration for several days, and the instructions from above had made him live like a year, and finally received new instructions, but he was sent to Shanghai to receive documents.

He arrived in Shanghai non-stop, but was severely humiliated by the Chinese hairy boy in front of him.

These have reached his tipping point.

He's got to take a break and be in better shape for what's next.

He had just instructed his subordinates to keep a good watch on Sikong Jing.

"I'm done." Sikong Jing just closed the document in his hand.

William Smith was a little surprised, he just saw that the other party still had two-thirds of the content and didn't read it, how could he finish reading it?

"Are you sure?"

"yes, I'm sure." Sikong Jing nodded affirmatively.

William was a little skeptical, but since the other party said that he had finished reading it, he didn't want to say more, so as not to delay more time.

"That..." William quickly tugged at the corner of his clothes, he planned to hurry up and hurry to Skynet.

"Then I'll take this document and go back to work, and Mr. Smith will stay." Sikong Jing stretched out his hand.

William was stunned for a moment, and he reacted immediately.

"What do you mean by your country? Don't want us to use Skynet anymore?! ”

"No, Mr. Smith, your country has already sent someone to carry out Skynet-related work, you just give me the human project."

"What? I didn't get it—" William just wanted to finish.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Smith, my leader, that is, Mr. Liu Moqing, has put forward new requirements to your country, and after I leave, you will receive your work arrangements in the future. Well, I'll take my leave. Sikong Jing smiled slightly, and the outstretched hand retracted.

Sikong Jing carried his suitcase and turned to leave.

Two of his men who were watching him blocked the way, and Sikong Jing stopped, and he didn't look back.

"Mr. Smith, if I hadn't left this house, you'd never get another call about where you're going to go."

William's chest heaved, his mind fought fiercely, and in the end, reason prevailed over impulse, and he forced down his desire to kill the Chinese in front of him.

"Tell Brother Liu on my behalf that we will have a chance to meet again." William waved.

"It's better to say this in person the next time you see it." Sikong Jing turned his head and said to William, turning around and leaving room 1009.

When he got out of the Shangri-La Hotel, a car was parked at the door, the co-pilot's window was lowered, and Liu Moqing's face was exposed.

"Report to the leader, complete the task victoriously!" Sikong Jing raised the suitcase in his hand.

After Sikong Jing got into the car, the car drove away.

At this moment, William received a call, he answered the call, and finally did not hold back, and smashed the phone in his hand to the ground, and the phone rolled on the carpet.

"Damn Liu Moqing!"

William clenched his fists and looked out the window, gritting his teeth in hatred.

William Smith, who left China for the United States from Shanghai Pudong Airport that evening, was ordered to return to China and that the Skynet cooperation would be taken over by General Omar's subordinates.