Wei Qingyun felt the other party's pace, messy and powerless, not like a very dangerous person.

Maybe it's just a coincidence that you need to be on the same road.

He stopped, and the other stopped, and he quickened his pace, and the pace of the other person became faster.

Judging by the other party's reaction, it was a small child. He had a preliminary judgment.

Wei Qingyun suddenly turned around, and a small child followed him more than ten steps away.

It was a little girl with messy hair, a dirty red dress, which was already significantly two sizes smaller, and it was very incongruous to wear on her body.

The other party looked at him with wide eyes and horror, his steps moved back a little bit, and the tears in his eyes were about to fall.

"Little sister, what's the matter with me?"

Wei Qingyun walked in front of the little girl in a few steps, and the little girl was so frightened that she quickly squatted down, and tears fell.

Probably she had just seen herself teach the little thug a lesson, and she was a little afraid of herself.

"Little girl, don't be afraid, what's the matter with finding the big brother?"

"Big brother—" The little girl finally held back her tears and murmured.

"Yes." Wei Qingyun responded with an infinitely gentle smile, he had a special affection for children.

The little girl was touched by his warm smile, the clouds on her face suddenly dispersed, revealing an innocent and bright smile, and she called cutely: "Big brother." ”

"Well, little sister, is there something wrong with finding the big brother?" Wei Qingyun took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from her face for her.

"Big brother, are you really a neuro infiltrator?"

Wei Qingyun nodded affirmatively.

"So, if you can help, do you want a lot of money?" The little girl asked timidly.

"Then it depends on what you're doing with your big brother?"

The little girl didn't reply, but took out a small plastic purse from her small pocket, opened it and sent it to Wei Qingyun.

There were a dozen copper horns and a small silver plate.

This should be all her savings.

Wei Qingyun held her hand, helped her close her wallet, and continued to ask, "You haven't said what to ask your big brother to do for you?" ”

"Big brother, won't you help me?"

"No, you have to tell the big brother first, what can I do for you?"

"That's it, it's just a small favor, I lost a small sugar jar a few days ago, I think, I want my big brother to help me find it." The little girl said aggrievedly.

"You lost it yourself?" Wei Qingyun asked deliberately.

If she loses it herself, it will be troublesome.

Neuroinfiltrators are not omnipotent gods and cannot see everything that has ever happened.

The little girl nodded aggrievedly, children are very sensitive, she saw that Wei Qingyun was a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but frown again.

"Does it matter? What's in it? ”

Sure enough, Wei Qingyun asked, even a little hesitation would make it difficult for the child to control his emotions, and the little girl wowed, cried loudly, and kept choking.

"Don't cry, don't cry, oops, don't cry."

Wei Qingyun kept persuading, but he really had no experience with children, so he couldn't persuade him.

There were more and more onlookers, and some people who didn't know the truth began to point fingers and accuse this young man of making the little girl cry.

"Okay, okay, big brother help you find it, help you find it, okay."

"Really?" The little girl looked at Wei Qingyun with suspicion.

"Really, absolutely." Wei Qingyun replied affirmatively.

The little girl burst into tears and laughed again, and mustered up the courage to hold Wei Qingyun's wrist: "Big brother, go, come with me." ”

The noisy crowd here is definitely not a place to work, Wei Qingyun followed the little girl down the stairs and turned into the 120th floor corridor, where there was an elevator hall.

The elevator stops on the 80th floor, which is home to shopping malls and, of course, a wide variety of entertainment venues.

The little girl ran out of breath, for fear that Wei Qingyun would change her mind after a second.

The two stopped when they came to the door of an Internet café, and Wei Qingyun was confused by the little girl.

The little girl continued to pull him into a private room, pulled Wei Qingyun's arm and pushed him into the card seat in front of the computer.

"Sit down, big brother, sit down, we don't have much time, I can only use this computer for half an hour, I begged Curly Brother for a long time before he agreed to use it for me."

The little girl finished speaking in one breath, and gasping even harder.

A boy with smoky makeup rushed in, and when he saw that it was her, he couldn't stop complaining: "What are you running, Xiaoling, I will be scolded when I am seen by the chief officer in a while." ”

It turned out that her name was Xiaoling.

"But you promised to give me 30 minutes, Curly-haired brother, you don't have to go back."

Xiao Ling said unconvinced.

"Then you have to say hello to me first, this computer can only be turned on at the front desk."

It seems that he is the curly-haired brother, but his hair is not curly, but Moxican's head is erect, and he is wearing a black jacket with many nails, skull badges and so on, and he is a goth boy.

From the conversation between the two, Wei Qingyun understood what was going on, the little girl knew little about the neural infiltration technology, and thought that the special equipment for neural infiltration was an ordinary computer.

However, a quiet and undisturbed space is necessary.

Wei Qingyun told Curly Mao that he didn't need to turn on the computer, but he needed to borrow this private room for a while and not be disturbed.

Curly agreed and instructed Xiaoling a few words before quickly withdrawing. He couldn't afford to linger here for too long.

Wei Qingyun locked the door and began to work.

The memory within seven days does not need too complicated infiltration equipment for Wei Qingyun at all.

The difficulty lies in the fact that the little girl is in an unconscious state of discarding, that is, in her brain, it is likely that the memory of the moment when the sugar pot is lost will not be preserved, and it is difficult to find the exact time and location.

Wei Qingyun asked a few questions for the little girl.

First question: What shape, size, and color are the sugar jars?

The little girl answered one by one, the sugar jar was a small tinplate box, square, red, and the size of a palm.

And she only has this one sugar pot, which is more advantageous.

The second question: What is the daily range of activities of the little girl?

In the evening, I will be at the orphanage, in the morning at the school, in the afternoon at the big garbage dump, and if I come back early in the evening, I will go to the safety square to play for a while.

The third question: when will you play with that sugar pot?

Before going to bed. On the way to school. Occasionally, I play between classes. On the way to the big dump and back.

Question 4: How would it feel to play with that tin can?

It's warm and happy.

Based on this information, Wei Qingyun developed a search plan - the elimination method, and only the elimination method can be used.

Wei Qingyun took out a lightweight aluminum sealed box from his backpack, which contained two pairs of headphones-like things and a matchbox-sized miniature computer.

It is a set of portable infiltration equipment specially customized by him.

Wei Qingyun hypnotized Xiaoling first.

Because children's emotions and thinking are always too active, it is easy to form a large-scale memory tide, which is very dangerous, and hypnosis is very necessary.

Then, he stuffed the headphones-like stuff into their respective cochlea.

Unlike regular headphones, they are covered with tiny metal contacts that transmit a weak current.

As imagined, the world of the little girl's consciousness is easy to enter.

It's just that the little girl is too eager to show her memories to Wei Qingyun, but it brings a little trouble.

The timeline in her mind was completely disrupted, and the memories of different periods of time seemed to be carried by a hurricane, chaotic and impatient.

Wei Qingyun had to do a primary hypnotic process inside her brain again to calm down her consciousness.

The roaring wave of memories gradually subsided, and her memory palace, like the real world, was the city of stars, the big garbage dump, the school, the orphanage's own small room, and the security square, all of which were connected by transparent pipes to form their own unique consciousness space.

Today is June 14th, and according to the little girl's account, Wei Qingyun deduced that she was likely to lose the small sugar jar on June 12th.

However, when Wei Qingyun divided her memories into a timeline, she found that from June 10 to June 14, there was a mood of sadness and remorse in her memory palace.

"The memory world of children is really troublesome, they can't tell what is true and what is false, which is memory and what is imagination, all of them are randomly inserted together."

Wei Qingyun looked through those emotional fragments and found the time symbols in them, which turned out to be false memories caused by the little girl's constant thinking and recollection during the two days of June 13 and 14.

When people forcibly recall, or more precisely, fabricate a certain day, these consciousnesses form images that are inserted into the timeline of that day.

Wei Qingyun temporarily stripped out these remorseful and restless emotions, and compared the emotional state in the past five days, and found an unusually excited and joyful mood at about five o'clock in the afternoon of the 12th.

It's on the way back to the City of Stars in the Big Garbage Dump.

Wei Qingyun swam in like a fish.