The serious security guard was at the gate, sorting out his clothes, belts, and black sticks, and glancing at this woman with his eyes from time to time, although she was dressed like a mountain person, holding an umbrella in her hand, carrying a small bamboo basket, green clothes and red pants, but she was by no means from here, nor was she a person he had seen in major cities and countryside, let alone someone he had seen in country M

He took out a mobile phone that looked very simple, but was actually very advanced, pasted it on the side of his trouser pocket, took several photos of the woman in a row, and then sent out the message, a series of movements quite skillful, this is another duty that others do not understand, a hidden duty, all acquaintances, including his father, do not know.

After the bell rang, the woman had already arrived.

This time I can see it clearly.

This woman's waist is short and fat, dressed as a minority group, but there is no silver headdress and collar, and there are no silver bracelets and ankles on her wrists and ankles, she is not tall, and her height of 1.7 meters is a head taller than her, but her figure is tall, well-proportioned, and the facial features on her jujube-shaped face are very symmetrical, with wheat yellow skin, black and white slender eyes, and Yingying is flowing with light, but what makes him strange is that everything on her body is like Ying'er: eyes, nose, skin, including movements are like a baby, such a big baby, which shocked him very much.

She used her slender eyes to glance up and down at him, glanced at his mobile phone and said:

"Hello."

"Hello, oh, excuse me," said the security guard, humbly raising his phone and putting it in his pocket (it was recording); "Is there anything I can do for you?" He smiled professionally, he knew that she had seen him take pictures, but he had experienced a lot, but he didn't want to cause more trouble, because even if the other party did not pursue his invasion of privacy, it was extremely rude, so he sincerely humbled and smiled at her, but he would never delete the photo and stop the recording, and immediately forwarded it.

"My name is Shasha, and I'm coming to my uncle, Professor Sha."

"It's Professor Sha," he replied casually, but his heart shook suddenly, it was him, why didn't I expect it, my heart shook again, it was like, like that short, clean person, too similar, but his mouth said; "It's Professor Sha, oh, okay, register and I'll get you in touch."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

He turned around and motioned for her to follow, heading for the duty room.

At this time, the walkie-talkie pinned to his shoulder sounded softly:

"An Baoan, no need to register, let her go directly into the backyard."

It turned out that his surname was An, this surname is rare, I don't know what the name is.

Security An couldn't help frowning slightly, they were too insidious, and they ruined his intention to leave Shasha's name, age, fingerprints, and mobile phone number, which was too important to him, but immediately responded:

"Understood."

He turned to Shasha and smiled:

"They know you're coming, please!"

At the entrance of the duty room, there is a yard as big as a basketball court, and then there is a four-story corridor under the corridor, and on the other side of the corridor is the backyard.

Following the direction of his finger, the aisle was two stories high, as wide as six lanes, and one could imagine the busy scene of a sea of people, full of seeds and grains coming in and out, like this kind of building that crosses the road or crosses the aisle, and when the rustling footsteps echo in the aisle—

The security guard's mobile phone rang softly, and he leaned slightly sideways and took it out to take a look.

"This female space ,......?!"

The meaning of the text message is that Sha Sha has no information in this world, that is, there is no person who has no ins and outs, and the ellipsis at the end is for him to track Sha Sha and keep reporting.

He texted back:

"Self-proclaimed Sha Sha, Sha Keqing's niece, I can't hear the accent," and at the same time transmitted the recording, which was her voiceprint.

The rustle faded into the aisle.

An Baoan fell into deep thought, surnamed Sha, named Sha, there are not many people surnamed Sha, and even fewer people are named Sha, are they descendants of Monk Sha? He was surprised that he thought of her as the person in the myth "Journey to the West", how could he think so, what did she make him think so, because of her mystery?

The backyard is actually a square, square, the area is the size of a football field, you can imagine, how long are the white buildings on its four sides, under the warm morning sun, there are no trees, no flowers, no statues in the square, like the climate here, such a large square, you can be dotted with some orchids, pansies, roses, etc., but nothing, the flat cement floor is empty, only the long three colored guiding bands on the ground, scattered like fireworks, red belts, leading to the building on the left, blue belts, leading to the building on the right, yellow belts in the middle, Straight to the building in front, the three buildings are hung with signs: Change, Experiment, Office, behind these houses are mountains, that is to say, it is surrounded by mountains on three sides.

The square was empty.

This huge square, Sha Sha felt like he was back home - standing in front of the towering building of the United Empire, looking at the huge square under the wide steps, it was also so empty and empty, only a few tall Optimus Primes, on which were parked layers of spaceships, and the voice of the supreme man sounded in his head, destroying all the creatures we made, and they began to devour us, telling us the truth...... can we know the truth, leaving more than two million light years (flying at the speed of light, it takes two million years, the speed of light, About 330,000 kilometers per second), the interstellar is too vast, no one knows what is happening below, the strange thing is that every time she thinks of this, the information chain in her mind is interrupted, and another set of source code is inserted incorrectly, and this group of source code tells her intermittently as if it has been scratched by something:

What you think is that it is actually wrong to say goodbye to the supreme person, at that time she was just a fertilized egg put in a flying saucer, and it was not activated, developed, and educated until she entered the galaxy and flew to the solar system, she was like a hard disk of a computer, and in her developing brain a group of source code was input into it, her birth, the love of her parents, her admission to kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, all the way to doctoral graduation, and everything about interstellar travel and this planet, is a group of source code, These source codes are vivid and lively images, beautiful hometowns, golden school days, young parents; This is true of the skills of the planet, music, paintings, novels; In short, all the scientific and cultural knowledge on this planet and her own planet is in her head, and it would be great to get her, if she could unlock her brain.

However, the source code that came in at the end told her not to believe what you have in your head, but to believe what you see with your own eyes, because time flies, things change, no one knows what it is like, and she has flown more than two million light years.

Because of the sudden interruption of the information chain when she was educated, and the source code that should not have been inserted, her mechanism changed in an instant, and her brain learned to analyze according to what she had already seen and what she was seeing, rather than rigidly accepting the command of the brain.

It was because she could think that she was puzzled about who could break her chain of information and insert another set of source code in that vast universe, who and for what purpose.

It is precisely because she was activated when she flew into the solar system, so she came out of the spaceship like a newborn baby, the baby's skin, the baby's eyes, the baby's face, and the movements were not very steady; I was very curious, how old should she be, it should be a few days, but she was like a newborn fawn, she could run in a few hours, but she was not very proficient.

A white cloud drifted by, and the camera lens on the high white wall flashed, and the rustle woke up.

She saw the tall camera moving with her, the glass reflecting the light from the drifting clouds.

She stepped onto the yellow line and walked towards its designated office building.

The porch of that building was very wide, two huge stone pillars, two wide steps, under the sun, the steps were covered with moss, and the pillars were wrapped with creepers, a tropical style, she had just entered the hall, a tall security guard flashed out of nowhere expressionlessly, did not speak, did not look at the rustle, a finger of the hand, ten meters in front, there was a huge wall of landscape paintings, silently slid to both sides, and the rustle walked in.

Inside is the elevator car.

The car was tall and wide, big enough to fit a car, stainless steel on all sides, no buttons, no intercom, only four cameras, opening and closing doors up and down, all controlled from the outside, and she seemed to be locked in a steel cage where no one paid attention to her.

The bridge compartment did not shake, there was no sound, it was going down at high speed, the huge centrifugal force made Sha Sha feel her internal organs and blood rushing towards her brain, she felt her eyes bulging outward, her vision was blurred, she instinctively wanted to grab something to stabilize herself, no, she opened her arms and opened her mouth to exhale, if she held her breath, the rising air would make her brain burst, this was the credit of education, but the only thing that made her uneasy was that the car was as quiet as the death star she passed by, and there was a feeling of being watched.

It was only ten minutes, but Sasha felt longer than interstellar travel, for the first time she felt that she was being controlled, for the first time she felt an emotion in herself, which was churning, and she later knew that it was anger, that she shouldn't have had seven emotions and six desires, that she was just a weapon, that dressed her up like a human.