No matter how precious and extraordinary that centipede is, it is really disgusting and strange to see it put into the ear of a patient.

The narrator's voice rang out again: "In the old Chinese legend, there is a very tragic story that many mothers and children have heard. In that story, there was a little girl's mother who died of illness, and her father married her stepmother, who did not like her, so she drove her out of the yard to sleep every night. The poor girl slept in the haystack and in the garbage heap, and then somehow a centipede got into her ear and lived there for a long time......"

The story is known to all the people of Jinan, and its main purpose is to condemn the stepmother and warn the remarried couples who have no benevolence in the world and do not raise and take care of the next generation.

In the story, a centipede curls up in a girl's ear, and later bites through her eardrum, enters her brain, and multiplies inside.

The girl's brain was attacked, and she was in a mess all day long. Later, when the ruthless stepmother scolded and vented, a stick knocked on her heavenly spirit cover, and the head that had been hollowed out by centipedes was broken, and countless centipedes swarmed out and were bitten to death by the stepmother.

The story has a certain dramatic twist, but it's chilling every time you hear it.

"The story is very tragic, but when I say it, I don't mean to repeat condemnation, sympathy, pity and appeal, but to tell all researchers that centipedes have an innate predisposition to the engulfment of the human brain, which is an inevitable trend in biological genes. So, by adding a little human intervention to this inevitable change, we can create intelligent centipedes that can steal human minds, just like we do now......"

"Mr. Xia, Miss Hong, these video materials are very ordinary, if you are interested, I can give you a copy and go back and study it slowly. Now, if the two of you can forgive me for my presumptuousness, I should go back to Whip Finger Alley to report to Mr. Bai. The hostess said nonchalantly.

"Do you think you'll be able to get out alive today?" Red Sleeves laughed coldly.

"Oh, Miss Red is scaring me......?" the hostess laughed and leaned back.

The red sleeves stared at the hostess's face, his eyes strange and thoughtful.

"You don't dare to kill me, don't waste your brainpower. I believe that in Jinan City, there is no one who dares to challenge the authority of the Yanwang Mansion in the capital. There is a saying that you must know, if you don't go to Beijing, you don't know the official school, and if you don't go to Guangzhou, you don't know that there is little money. Think about it clearly, as long as Yan Wangfu stretches out a finger, he can kill a small half of the people in the rivers and lakes of Jinan. Do you think that being in the middle of the beggar gang is equivalent to carrying a protective umbrella? Wrong, wrong, wrong, not to mention the current beggar gang, take out the beggar gang in its heyday, and the Yanwang Mansion will still wipe you out more than a dozen times with a single phone call. ”

"Our plan is to create the greatest 'Brain-Eating Technique' that will make the transmission of wisdom between people easier, and more convenient than the ancient Chinese 'Daigo Empowerment Technique, Power Transmission Technique'. For example, in the past, the transmission of human wisdom was hand-copied documents, movable type printing, and bow and arrow combat, but now this 'brain-eating technique' has been popularized in large quantities, and it has become a qualitative leap in printer typing, photocopies of documents, and long-range strikes by nuclear weapons and drones. We have reason to believe that this kind of biotechnology will promote the leapfrog development of human wisdom by leaps and bounds, and make the process of human civilization increase geometrically......" The narrator's voice is not beautiful, but the clarity and application process of the "brain-eating technique" she described is full of appeal.

"What's wrong with your clothes, where did the blood come from?" said Redsleeve, pointing suddenly at my chest.

I looked down and saw that there were twenty or thirty drops of blood on my chest, as large as a dollar coin, and as small as a soybean grain.

When I woke up in the wee hours of the morning, I had blood drops on the sand, but I had noticed that I had it on my clothes.

"I don't know. I shook my head, and suddenly I felt an itch in my right ear, as if some kind of reptile was slowly wriggling.

If it had been born in normal times, or before we had seen the video on our laptop, I would never have cared. However, after I watched the video, I saw the strangeness in my ear, and suddenly I had the worst thought in my heart - the guinea centipede had entered my ears, and it was about to perform the "brain-eating technique" on me.

When I thought about it, I suddenly sweated profusely, and I didn't dare to reach out to touch my ears, nor dare I tell others that my ears were itchy.

"Where's the blood?" Red Sleeves gestured to the hostess.

"Ask me? How do I know? Mr. Xia should know very well, you are an adult, what happened in the middle of the night, do you still need to ask others?" the waitress threw me an ambiguous wink.

There was nothing between a man and a woman in the early morning, but there must have been something else, she knew it, and I knew it.

"You should be able to tell, right?" asked Redsleeves.

The hostess shook her head: "I'm at all-"

The red sleeve suddenly rushed forward, waved his right hand, and then pulled back.

A sharp knife stabbed the waitress in the lower abdomen, leaving only a piece of iron-blue knife exposed.

"I can't tell, what's the use of keeping you?" said Redsleeve lightly.

The hostess didn't expect the red-sleeved trick to suddenly hurt the killer, and her facial features were twisted and deformed in pain, but to no avail, the knife pierced her lower abdomen, revealing an inch-long tip from behind her.

"You...... You have offended the Yan Wangfu, you are finished...... King Yan was furious, and the whole world would accumulate three feet of blood, and his enemies, even if they fled to the ends of the earth, would eventually be punished...... I advise you, run away, the farther away the better, don't fall into our hands, you will die...... It's ugly, it's ugly......" the hostess said intermittently.

The video on my computer is still playing, but I'm not interested in it anymore.

"There's another person here, and that person is the real 'Brain Eater' controller. If you don't find him, the future will still be endless. I whispered to the Red Sleeves.

"You stay here, I'll look for it. "The red sleeves take the initiative to ask for help.

I nodded, the hostess was still useful, and she couldn't be allowed to die.

The red sleeves quickly went out, like a beautiful cheetah attacking.

The waitress's blood was pouring all over the floor, and the look of surprise and horror on her face hadn't completely faded.

The stab of the red sleeve move is not played according to common sense at all, so even I am defenseless, and the waitress has been stabbed.

"Sorry, I didn't expect that. If I had known that, I should have let you go first. I said with emotion.

It is useless to assassinate the hostess, even if she participates in the plot against me and the Red Sleeves, but she is only an accomplice, and she will not be killed in front of her.

"I underestimated the Red Sleeves...... It's the same with Mr. Bai. We all believe that the friends of the rivers and lakes in Beijing and Jinan can be integrated and ...... together Hand in hand, unite with the outside world, and eliminate the Japanese invaders who are beyond their means...... I'm now, no, I'm dying, tell Mr. Bai, don't avenge me, it's all fate......" The hostess's last movement was to point to the laptop on the table, and then fell backwards.

I leaned over to probe her snort, and she was out of breath.

If she dies, the hidden second enemy should be about to appear, otherwise the other party will only attack from afar, and it will not help at all.

In the video, which continues to play, the centipede enters the body for twenty minutes, and then slowly swims out, turning purple and black all over.

This time, I was finally able to see the centipede as it really was. Its head, tail, and whisker claws are ten times thicker than that of ordinary centipedes, and when it swims, its fingers and claws are fierce, and it looks extremely short-tempered, and it even scratches the glass out of a series of miserable white claw marks.

The centipede returned to the glass box, which the researchers immediately sealed, then straightened up and let out a long breath.

I have reason to believe that centipedes have eaten human brains and completed a miserable ** predation.

"This is just the first step in scientific research that any biologist can do, even if it's just a veterinarian in the country. But what should be done next? Then we must use the next-generation computer group 'Muddy Waters', which is jointly developed by the Future Research Center in Seattle and Life Exploration Technology in Los Angeles. The computer group, known as the 'Eye of God', is a fusion of the most advanced technologies such as artificial intelligence, bioelectricity, metaphysical perspective, psychological control, and many other subtle new technologies that have not even had time to give them a proper name. In 'troubled waters', everything becomes immeasurable, just as no psychologist can fully read a patient's brain waves. In 'Troubled Waters', this complete reading has become a reality. In other words, in 'Troubled Waters', the computer group will reproduce the thoughts of the human brain and convert them into graphics and words that can be understood by ordinary people. Now, let's follow Dr. Titan of the Institute to witness this great moment......" The narrator's voice sounded again.

The camera follows the staff member's footsteps through a white room filled with metal research instruments.

The narrator appears in the picture, which is a slender, bumpy and beautiful Caucasian girl with flowing gold hair, looking capable and elegant.

"Dr. Titan, how long will it take for us to see Mr. Gibran's brain whispers?" the narrator asked.

"Not sure. The researcher replied coldly.

The narrator was a little embarrassed, and opened the topic separately: "Professor Titan, many people say that your research is completely fantastical, and the language interaction between animals and humans will never be realized, just like you went to teach an ancient ape and a Martian to write a cosmic investigation report." There is not even a one-billion-in-a-million commonality between the two, and there is no basis for communication at all. Do you have anything to say about that?"

The Titan professor paused, staring at the narrator's pretty face.

"What's wrong, Professor, is there anything wrong?" the narrator asked.

Professor Titan shook his head and held the glass box in front of the narrator's face.

Suddenly, the centipede leaped forward and slammed into the glass. In that case, if it weren't for the glass, it would have hit the narrator in the face.

"Huh?" the narrator staggered back, frightened.

The centipede attaches itself to the glass, wandering back and forth, and at every corner, it hits the glass with its head, making a "click" sound.

It can't speak, but its body movements indicate that it's been provoked by the narrator, eager to break through the glass and attack the other person.

"Don't be afraid, this is a grade bulletproof glass that can block sniper rifle bullets and will not be easily broken. You must know that we are not dealing with a centipede, but a highly evolved high-order life form, and its scientific research value is immeasurable. Do you think it doesn't have sight, hearing, and thought? No, it has everything, but ordinary people don't understand it, so they can't understand it. Outside, there are centipedes everywhere in the garbage bins, in the cracks of the stones, under the eaves of old houses, and in the cellars of farms, even if you trample thousands to death, it is not a pity, because those are only one of the billions of species on the earth, with single attributes, no intelligence, and only exist as a member of the earth's broad food chain, without any value...... Okay, okay, what am I telling you all about? This kind of high-level research is not something that anyone can understand. Professor Titan shook his head and strode forward, leaving the narrator behind.

(Tianjin)