Liu Huai'an jumped up from the chair like his butt was on fire, and shouted, "No! Not me! ”

Aoki handed him another cigarette before he sat down again, but his expression was nervous, his eyes were rolling, and he looked left and right, but there was no fixed point.

"Tell me about 20 years ago." Aoki said.

Liu Huai'an smoked with his head down, smoked for a while, raised his head and said, "It's really not me!" ”

Aoki said, "I didn't say it was you, so you can talk about the past." ”

Liu Huai'an took two cigarettes in a row before opening the conversation box and talking about his past intermittently.

In the early 90s, when Liu Huai'an was in middle school, his father was laid off and set up a mobile stall selling baked cakes at the mouth of Liuying Lane. Because of his short stature, he was nicknamed Wu Dalang.

The classmates in Liu Huai'an's school all knew about this, and they often joked about him, and some teachers who couldn't call him by name would also call him "Wu Dalang's family".

When he heard this, he felt very ashamed, and he longed to find a hole in the ground to get into.

Liu Huai'an quarreled with his father more than once, asking him to stop selling baked cakes, he would rather be poor.

But his father is a kind-hearted and diligent person, he doesn't take this gossip seriously, saying that you won't lose a piece of meat when people call you a nickname, and you are famous, and the baked cake business is okay!

Liu Huai'an's mother didn't think so, saying that she couldn't make a fortune selling baked cakes, so she might as well change careers and do something else. At that time, it was the hottest time for the private economy, and it happened that Liu Huai'an's uncle came back from working in other places and was ready to invest in a factory. Liu Huai'an's mother encouraged his father to join the shares.

His father said that it was okay to buy shares, but the baked cakes still had to be sold, and in case the factory failed, there would still be someone to make a living. His mother said that the factory was full of things inside and outside, and the second uncle had to run supply and marketing, and he had to manage production, which was not a problem. His father said that if you don't feel at ease, you will go to work in the factory, and he is determined to guard his baked cake stall anyway.

In this way, Liu Huai'an's mother and his second uncle opened a woolen mill together. Business is booming, and the family has money. But the gossip outside is getting worse and worse.

"Pan Jinlian ran away with Ximenqing!"

"Which is Ximen Qing? It's obviously good with Wu Er, and that's what the book says! ”

"Do you think this Wuda is stupid? The family is so rich, and they still sell baked cakes on the street. ”

"Oh, don't you know, the family's money is all under Pan Jinlian's control, and Wuda doesn't sell baked cakes, but drinks the northwest wind?"

……

Whether it was in Liuying Lane or at school, Liu Huaian felt that everyone looked at him differently. He finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he first went to his dad for a showdown, and then gave his dad a beating, even your second uncle can't believe it, who else can the family trust?

Liu Huai'an went to find her mother again, but was scolded again. His mother was even more fierce than his father, and he directly told him to go to the south to work if he couldn't get into college.

It was not easy to get into a university that year, Liu Huaian thought that he couldn't pass the exam anyway, so he stayed at home and was angry, so it was better to go out to work early. So I rolled up my luggage and went south.

"I first followed my fellow villagers to Yangcheng, and then to Shenzhou, where I worked in SEG and Huaqiang." Liu Huai'an was obviously excited when he talked about the experience of working in the south, and his face was red. But his face soon darkened again, as if he remembered some terrible experience.

"That's where you got the chip?" Aoki asked.

"Yes." "They grabbed me and put a chip on my back. ”

"What did they tell you to do?"

"They asked me to give them information."

"How?"

"The chip on my back automatically transmits the information I get to them. They can also control my body by controlling the frequency of the chip. "But they haven't used this function for a long time, and I suspect that my remote control is dead." ”

"You can charge it when it's out of power." Aoki said.

"They are very busy, sometimes they forget, and even without a remote control, they can receive my messages, just like we are talking now, they can hear them," Liu said. ”

"They know everything." He added.

Aoki nodded, agreeing with his statement, and asked, "Then why did you come back?" ”

"I made a lot of money as a spy, and I wanted to take my dad to the Deep State. My dad was stubborn, but he was a good man. Liu Huai'an puffed out a cigarette, as if reminiscing about the past, "After I went back, my father was reluctant to go to the south with me, saying that there was no language understanding there." In fact, I know that he is reluctant to burn his cake stand. I was about to go back to the Deep State alone, but I received an order from them through the chip to build a center in Wuzhong. ”

"I didn't know how to build an internet nerve center at first, but then they told me that I could open an internet café. Back then, Internet cafes were still a rarity, and licenses were easy to approve. I rented a few storefronts next to my second uncle's woollen mill and opened an Internet café. ”

"Then you weren't afraid of gossip?" Aoki asked.

Liu Huai'an said: "It's not that I'm afraid, it's annoying, do you understand?" I felt the urge to kill people when I was annoyed, and I went out to work, not because I was afraid of those gossiping, but because I was afraid that I would not be able to help but kill people. But after a few years of honing in the south, I'm not so impulsive anymore. Moreover, I have a task ahead of me, and I have to do what they tell me to do, otherwise, they can change the frequency of the chip at any time to kill me. ”

"And then?"

"Later, they asked me to set up surveillance around the center to expand the sensing range of this center."

Aoki nodded and said with a smile: "Your second uncle also has a lot of it in the factory, right?" ”

"That's what the mission needs! and there is no distinction between who is related to whom. Liu Huai'an explained.

"Go on, what about later?"

"Then I woke up! I have awakened the conscience of this side of humanity, and I have become a double agent! Liu Huai'an was a little proud when he talked about this, as if he had suddenly changed from a traitor to an underground party, "I must find a way to destroy this center and return the neighborhoods of Liuying Lane and the people of Wuzhong to a stable and peaceful world." ”

"So you set fire to the Internet café?" Aoki asked.

"Yes."

"Your second uncle's woolen mill also burned down?"

"Yes."

"You did it on purpose!" Aoki said, "You deliberately burned your second uncle's factory, you want to burn him!" You've installed so much surveillance just to spy on your second uncle and your mother, and you've identified their business, right? ”

"Nope! No! Liu Huai'an shouted excitedly, and threw out the cigarette butt with a shake of his hand, "I'm forced to do it, I'm fighting with AI, I'm fighting for the peace of mankind!" ”

He touched the cigarette case on the table with a trembling hand, wanting to smoke another.

Aoki suddenly grabbed the black pen next to him, poofed it into the table, just inserted it into Liu Huai'an's outstretched fingers, and shouted: "You did it on purpose!" ”