"I'm going crazy, it's not a human job!"

Quenk, Mons's youngest sister.

In a certain mountain col in the long Qingguo, surrounded by poor mountains and bad waters, if you want to buy snacks, you have to go to a township dozens of kilometers away.

However, Quink and another sister named Qingyu are here with the world's most advanced computer.

Each of them is typing all kinds of incomprehensible text documents.

It is then collated into an electronic signal and sent around the world.

This work is actually one of the most confidential scientific research undertakings.

It belonged to the long-line Qingguo with the most developed industrial manufacturing on the earth at that time.

But more than a decade ago, it was reborn in the form of a terrible war.

When Mons was a teenager, the eldest sister married You Fengchu, and she told Mons that she had arranged the other six younger sisters.

Kunk and Qingyu were sent here, thousands of kilometers away from their hometown.

Start with the most basic literacy reading, and then learn the operation of various precision instruments.

Before these two girls became adults, they were already the world's top computer masters.

But for those dense calculation formulas and scientific research data, they are like reading a book blindfolded, unable to see what is content, and they do not know what is written after reading.

Just follow all the codes above, type them out one by one, and send them to all over the world.

Around the world, referring to the liaison stations of the third base.

The peripheral organizations of the third base, in addition to the five major institutions, are similar to the current outsourcing of the same type of work.

Because there are not so many people at the third base, go to do logistics.

The logistics done by the support group are to provide support for the base, and such typing and copying are carried out in large quantities, and then a large number of designs and scientific research data calculations are all handed over to outsiders.

After all, at that time, Wu Jifang had already left the third base.

The third base has lost the most important head of scientific research institutions and has no scientific advisers.

To put it simply, the third base is all a group of reckless people, who can use force with their hands and feet, play with crepe things, or precise calculations, and they still lack a systematic system and no relevant institutions to deal with it.

Although the seven elders of the third base are all from scientific research, they are used to doing it one by one, and even a guy like Lu Xian, during this period, will not easily let his assistant do his scientific research data.

This creates a kind of occlusion, so who will do the tedious and complicated code and text work?

It's done by the secret agencies of the outside world, people like Quink and Qingyu.

The two parties are on good terms, and it seems that you and I are willing, and the third base provides top-level technology, and the departments of the outside world accept scientific and technological achievements.

Then the outside world carried out a large number of manufacturing and production, and the best part of it, was given to the third base.

It's like doing business, it's good to have money, and you don't owe each other.

After all, the third base at that time had almost no self-sufficient economic capacity.

Be sure to sell patents for money.

Instruments such as artificial satellites, deep space probes, various military equipment, and electronic products are almost all original inventions of the third base.

These are the basic economic resources for the three neighboring bases to survive and survive.

And Quink complained, also because of the huge workload, she said to Qingyu: "I wish I had a hundred hands, and then my arms are infinitely long, prepare fifty computers for me, I will do fifty jobs in one go, finish it early, so that I can take a hot shower, and sleep beautifully until I wake up naturally!" ”

Qingyu smiled softly: "Okay, silly girl, if I really have that ability, I would rather be able to become a hundred doppelgangers, a hundred myself, why only a hundred hands?" There is only one head, which will burn the head to a short circuit. ”

"Is it like someone poured a glass of water into the case of a computer and the circuit board shorted?"

The two sisters laughed.

Just then, several black-faced men in tweed trench coats came in.

If you look closely, you can see that they are all wearing black masks, and they can't see their faces clearly.

Kunk was stunned for a moment, Qingyu stood up first, saluted and said, "Sir! We're ......"

Before the words were finished, the leading man pointed at Quenk: "You, come with me, there is a special mission." ”

Then he pointed to Qingyu: "You will complete her work, and after the third year, you will accept special tasks like her." ”

What special tasks? They didn't.

But Quink wanted to ask, but they put a black cloth pocket on his head.

Qingyu has an ominous premonition, this task is probably nine deaths!

……

After the three, Quink, who was taken away from the three, disappeared, and Qingyu also ushered in a special mission.

She hadn't left the col for years.

For the first time in years, she felt like she was in the dark, riding in a bumpy car, and she didn't know how far she had gone before she heard the clatter of the train tracks.

Because she was also hooded, when someone took off Qingyu's hood, she found herself in a wooden house near the railroad tracks.

In the room was a dresser, and next to it was a floor-to-ceiling crossbar hanger, on which were clean, beautiful clothes that smelled of perfume.

"Haha, that's this girl! Come, sit down, I'll give you makeup! ”

The man in the black mask looked coldly at the older woman who was talking: "Hey! Spray her with more perfume, all the way to the dust, all the smell of earth, it's better not to act disgusting. ”

Qingyu didn't know what he meant, but the woman smiled, and the man in the black mask walked out.

He closed the wooden door and stood outside, as if he had taken on the duty of a guard.

Qingyu was painted with a very thick makeup, and it felt like the foundation on the face could be peeled off!

And I always feel that the skin on my face is very itchy, and I want to reach out and scratch it a few times.

"Silly child, this is very beautiful, don't touch it, I will give you a calming and adaptation pill in a while, and you won't feel uncomfortable. Come on, look in the mirror! ”

The old woman gave him a turn and asked Qingyu to get up, and Qingyu found that her face was as beautiful as a fairy!

Na! It turns out that I can be so beautiful.

Just as she was happy, the old woman brought Qingyu a bottle of water and a pill like rat droppings.

What is this is a command, but also a rule, must be eaten.

After waiting for Qingyu to eat for a while, I really felt that the thick makeup on my face was not itchy, and at the same time, I felt dizzy and wanted to fall asleep.

The next feeling is that in the haze, I was changed into those beautiful clothes by the old woman.

It seemed that she was still supported by two strong big hands, as if she was being picked up, like pork sold in the market, whatever they tossed, took off her original black and gray uniform, and put on a beautiful dress.

Later, it seemed that another car passed by, this time the train stopped, stopped next to the wooden house, and several men got on the train with a drowsy Qingyu.

There was a tough whisper in his ear: "When you wake up, no matter who is next to you, be sure to kill him, this is an order!" After doing this once, you will get a sum of money and then regain your freedom, this money, you can live the rest of your life without worry! ”

They seemed to have cast a spell on Qingyu, and these words kept lingering in their ears, like an infinite echo wall.

And in my consciousness, unconsciously, I stumbled onto the train, and as I walked, someone kindly supported me.

And then later......

Qingyu felt that she woke up with pain, a headache, and a sore body, the kind of heartbreaking, like being cut by a knife!

And beside Qingyu, there was a chubby man lying down, that man, who seemed to be sleeping, sleeping soundly, even if the train was clanging, it couldn't wake him up.

"Mission?" Qingyu shook her head, feeling like she hadn't woken up from a hangover.

Damn, what the hell is wrong with me, Qingyu subconsciously remembered the voice in her ears.

That's right, kill him, whoever he is!