After finishing his work with Skynet, Mo Hui took the time to go to the Detective Department, since the R&D Department was acquired by General Motors, Mo Hui was busy with the Hand of God, and rarely interfered with the operation of the Detective Department. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The little profit contributed by the Info Detective Department is now completely negligible for Mo Hui.

However, under the management of Su Qingji, the detective department is still operating benignly, and mergers and acquisitions do not seem to have any impact on them, but Mo Hui, the boss, is about to become a legend for the detective department and become dispensable~~~

Mo Hui took the time to drive directly to the Detective Department, there was no one in the office, Mo Hui finally found Su Qingji in the monitoring room, this monitoring room was specially built by the Detective Department, and the entire three walls were all monitoring screens, directly connected to Skynet, displaying real-time monitoring of multiple targets at any time.

Su Qingji was having a small meeting with people in the monitoring room, Mo Hui's arrival did not affect them, Mo Hui listened to it for a while, but after listening to it for a long time, I felt extremely confused, and it was a bit of a duck listening to thunder.

An entire wall seems to show images of the same person, images from different perspectives, images from different times, and a list of events next to it:

At 9:23 a.m. on August 21, I set off from the company and went to the bank to print the statement.

9:25 Arrive at the bus stop and wait for the bus;

At 9:58, after half an hour, I finally took the No. 227 bus, which was jammed;

Arrived at the bank at 11:12 and found that he did not bring a financial stamp;

At 11:22, I took 227 to return, and encountered another traffic jam on the way;

12:25 Return to the company;

12:56 Departure again;

At 12:58, I got on the bus smoothly and was stuck in traffic jam halfway;

13:42 came to the bank;

14:24 Leave the bank;

15:45 Back to the company;

16:21 Report to the leader, criticized;

17:25 Urging the courier to pick up the documents, arguing;

18:02 Urging the courier to pick up the documents;

18:36 Express to pick up the documents and explain the precautions;

18:50 Go home from work, traffic jam;

Arrive at 20:08;

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Yuan Yin often feels that he is like the famous and notorious Xiaoqiang, humble and tenacious life, he is a small person, he has always had a very clear understanding of this, so he can accept it more calmly.

If you want to talk about tenacity, how many years has it been in New China, you don't have to experience the feeling of hunger and cold, you can't talk about tenacity anyway. On this issue, Yuan Yin insisted that the word was used very well and very appropriately.

Because, starting from the beginning of his memory, Yuan Yin's memory of life is composed of a series of unfortunate events, large and small, coherent or incoherent, independent of each other, or cause and effect of each other.

One of the earliest images of the world that he could remember was that of him running in circles on a clay kang, and several people with blurred faces stood under the kang, looking at him and laughing. And then~~~

He remembered that as he ran, he felt the call of an iron pot at the foot of the table on the ground, and even remembered that he seemed to be thinking that he was going to fall there in a moment—he could still vividly recall the appearance of the iron pot, black, shiny inside, obviously often baptized with vegetable oil, and lacking a wooden handle—and then, when he ran over the edge of the kang again, he stepped into the air, as if he were practicing the long jump, and jumped headlong into the iron pot.

Later, I heard my mother tell me that he had 5 stitches on the top of his head that time, which was in the position of Baihui acupoint, where he could still feel a depression, and I heard from the doctor that if it weren't for his small size and incomplete brain development, he might have fallen into sequelae such as dementia and temporal stupidity.

Memories like this, which are aimed at his body, can be described in a Buddhist phrase as infinite numbers, and those who have been forgotten, or who are too young to remember, can also be described in this word - infinite numbers!

Since having his hapless child, his mother has changed her faith, from a staunch proletarian revolutionary fighter, a thorough communist, a defender of historical materialism and dialectics, to a staunch believer in old-fashioned, fatalistic, feudal remnants of Buddhism.

According to his father, before he could remember, his mother was stunned by his continuous, endless, and endless unfortunate events after giving birth to him, and from the initial surprise slowly turned into panic, fear, not scratching, rushing to the doctor, and asking God for hexagrams. Finally, when he was more than 3 years old, his mother had already taken him to visit all over the country, and he was able to learn and find all the legends, sayings, and even a little word of mouth, in this township, in this county, in this province, and in his own country, temples, Taoist temples, Buddha statues, god statues, monks, Taoist chiefs, gods, witches~~~

And my mother also started fasting and vegetarian food from that time, and kowtowed to the Buddha statue invited to the family every morning and evening, and this kowtow was more than 20 years. Listening to my father, my mother's behavior has never been interrupted for a day, and in the past 20 years, there has been no interruption in the real sense of the day~~~

In Yuan Yin's memory, unlucky things sometimes don't favor him tightly, and they will also affect the people around him. Like the middle of his forehead, that is, it is said that there is a scar left after the eye of the sky, that scar is a time when he and his mother went out, when he passed a small sand pile, a group of children were playing on the sand, one of the children shook the toy, the rope tied to the toy suddenly broke, first knocked out a bloody wound on the mother's back, and then jumped on his forehead, and this time the murderer is said to be a steel piece wound with copper wire in the movement of an electric motor.

When he was 3 years old, his mother once took him back from a famous Buddhist temple that is said to be more than 1,000 years old, and brought back a few people to visit his home, as well as the statue of Guanyin that is enshrined to this day, and he has never traveled around China since then.

Yuan Yin felt very lucky, honored and happy, because he lived tenaciously to be in his 20s, after finishing college, he had been working for several years, and he was still intact, neither missing arms nor legs, his facial features were still intact, and there were not even a few scars on his face. The only thing that can be seen at a glance is the scar on the forehead, which is still very cleverly positioned, which does not destroy the beauty, and is easy to be mistaken for a mole, birthmark or the like.

So, in Yuan Yin's dictionary, the word Shunli has a special meaning, it specifically refers to any incident where there is no physical injury, there is no redness - of course, if it is a cave house, it is not included.