Lois stood by the porthole of the flagship, staring blankly at the starry sky outside. With her ingenuity, she was actually deceived by that person named Simon, which was really aggrieved.

She still vividly remembers when she was about to go out with the army. One cloudy afternoon, the streets were covered with dust in the winds of 4 or 5 degrees, and pedestrians were covering their faces with their objects, and Lois hurried out of the company gate, she was going on a date.

This is not a date for a man and a woman to fall in love. Instead, someone sent her some very mysterious information, and then invited her to a restaurant for dinner. Lois didn't wear a military uniform, she casually wore a women's suit in the style of a professional woman, and although she only wore a pair of flat leather shoes, she was 175 tall enough to appear to surpass most men. Feeling a little excited and a little nervous, Lois pushed open the door of the private room on the sixth floor of the hotel.

A chubby middle-aged man greeted him graciously and pulled out the chair for Lois.

The man was, of course, Simon.

He smiled and poured red wine into both glasses and handed Lois a glass.

Lois smiled and said, "Thank you! He shook the glass slightly, smelled the aroma, and then took a shallow sip to his lips, exclaiming: "Mr. Simon is really an expert who knows how to appreciate red wine." ”

Simon seemed confident in his wine. He said lightly: "Miss Lois, I invited you here because I expect to cooperate with you. I'm sure you've already read those materials! ”

"Well, I've seen it, but the instrument is used to regularly interfere with people's brain waves, so as to achieve the purpose of control. I'm afraid that this kind of technology is still in science fiction. Even if you have a theory in this area, it is not easy to put it into practice. You say, why should I believe it? "Lois naturally knows how to negotiate to reduce prices.

Simon turned around and pulled out a suitcase, and after entering the code a few times, the box flicked open. Lois could clearly see that there was a device the size of a shoebox inside the box. It looks like a smooth cylinder. There are also strange patterns carved on it. The level of craftsmanship alone has already made Lois jaw-dropping, and the patterns that look like they are carved on them are definitely hand-carved. Lois trusts her eyes.

"Is this the thing?" Lois was a little puzzled, this thing may be said to be a craft, but will it have the same magical effect as Simon said?

Simon naturally knew Lois's doubts. He pushed open the window and pointed to the bustling crowd below: "To prevent me from cheating." Please point out any one person! ”

Lois walked to the window suspiciously, and pointed down to a homeless man. It also makes sense for her to choose this homeless man, every day Lois goes to work on this street, this homeless man has been lying here every day at least half a year ago. Even if Simon wanted to prepare, he couldn't have planned for so long.

Simon smiled and pressed a few times on the cylinder, which disconnected from a third of the way to a small screen with many jumble lines beating on it. Simon kept touching that screen, his expression extremely serious, like a painter waving it.

After a few minutes or so, Simon's forehead was already oozing with sweat, and he stepped out of the way and said to Lois, "Please write a random word on this screen!" ”

Lois held out a finger and gestured. Simon nodded vigorously.

Lois casually wrote a dance word on the screen and walked quickly to the window. I didn't expect that homeless man to be really happy and dance with PP on the side of the street.

"If you think it's a coincidence, you can try again!" Simon smiled triumphantly.

Lois walked over and continued to write "cry", and the homeless man on the road actually hid his face and began to cry bitterly.

How is this called Lois not surprised? How terrifying would it be if this machine could have complete control over other people's minds? The person who owns this machine is the king of the entire human world, and no one can go against their will, and no one can keep their secrets.

Looking at Lois's surprised expression, Simon sighed, sat down, raised his wine glass and drank it all: "Actually, I won't tell you, this machine can only control part of people's behavior at present. Let them do what we ask them to do without realizing it. But the time is short, only a few seconds, and you can see now that the homeless man must not be crying! ”

Lois looked up, and the homeless man didn't cry anymore.

Although this is an immature instrument, if it can be used in war, it is definitely a great opportunity for the opposing coach to lose his mind for a while. Simon guessed what Lois was thinking: "There are still many immature things about this instrument, such as this tramp, who has no pursuit of life and is very weak-willed, so it is easy to penetrate his mind. However, some people who are determined are difficult to be shaken, and some even develop resistance after being exposed to these processed radio waves. That's why we want to ask you for help! ”

"How can I help you?" Lois asked cautiously.

"If our intelligence is not wrong. We wanted to test the power of this instrument in war. So, found you! Simon spoke eloquently.

"So many people, why are they looking for me?"

Simon explained: "First, you are a woman. Second, you are very receptive to new things. There will be no blind rejection. ”

Lois laughed, "How do I know what you want to do?" If you succeed in experimenting with something like this, aren't you dictators? ”

"You can rest assured of that." Simon smiled slyly: "If the experiment is successful, it can only be said that it can exert a certain power in war, but it does not mean that it can control anyone's mind." Besides, it's hard enough to influence a person with something like this, how many do you think we can make? ”

Lois never resisted such temptation, and nodded slowly.

She opened the small cylinder, revealing a small screen, facing Simon.

Zhuo Yuan suddenly had a strange thought in his heart, although he had not seen the legendary brainwave jammer, but he still keenly felt that this thing was the jammer.

Lois was sitting on the couch across from Simon, staring at the tiny screen.

Countless chaotic lines on it were constantly beating. Lois's face became more and more ugly, and what she read from those beating brain waves was that this was an experiment, and this is how Simon tried to test her.