Liu Ruiyang walked out of the staircase and gasped heavily.

He had planned to go back to his room and call the engineers there to do what Huang wanted him to do. They were already climbing the stairs, and suddenly they felt depressed, and they wanted to breathe, so they turned around and walked out, looking at the shadows of the trees on the road outside the building. The park is located in a desert, arid, with sparse trees and foliage, and no shadow in the moonlight, like a fog that is about to be forgotten.

Diagonally across the road, there was also a man standing, his head bowed in the shadows, unable to see his face clearly. Maybe it's the same person who uses the night to hide his troubles.

His hands are in his pockets, and so is his phone. The hand suddenly realized that it was close to the phone, and suddenly pulled it out and flicked it in the air, as if there was a reptile, lizard, or gecko lying in his pocket. The link, the disguised Trojan, was lying on the phone, waiting to be released from the cage.

Liu Ruiyang sat on the steps, took out his mobile phone, and put it beside him.

Intellectually he could convince himself that the way to heaven was through the gates of hell...... It is necessary to understand evil better than evil in order to achieve true good...... Taking a step back, the lesser of two evils...... Or, just a necessary evil...... He understands all the truths, and is sure that it is a rational choice, not a perfunctory one; Also be prepared to get moving. Necessary evil. However, none of this gave him peace of mind. It's one thing to make the right choice intellectually, it's another thing when the consequences fall on someone you know, and it's another thing when the button needs to be pressed yourself.

Wooden horse...... It has nothing to do with Trojans. He has no sense of rejection of Trojan horses, and even knows a little bit about them. As a tool, there is no fundamental difference between a Trojan and a voice recorder, or a camera. The world—as he believed, and in this respect he was a follower of Hegel—did not have anything completely independent, and everyone and everything was in a long chain, influenced by and influenced by other people and things. What makes him uncomfortable is the other links in the chain of the Trojan horse, which belong to the range that is difficult to control and easy to get out of control, like Pandora's box. Huang Ligong...... This kind of thing is still more determined by Lao Huang...... He was always prepared for the unbearable nature of the world early on......

A thought followed, and a cold current spread throughout his body, and Liu Ruiyang shivered. Lao Huang ...... He was able to send the camouflage link at his fingertips, which showed that it was something that had been prepared for a long time...... To keep a weapon ready to fire, preparation is not too small...... Encapsulation...... Deploy...... Debugging...... All the details disguised as normal links...... Maybe I've used it several times...... Conventional weapons, perhaps......

Conventional weapons! Liu Ruiyang's hand had already reached for the mobile phone beside him, and he had an impulse to check his mobile phone immediately to see if there was a Trojan horse program lurking. He even began to think about whether Huang Ligong had sent him any suspicious links, but immediately came back to his senses, his mobile phone password Huang Ligong knew, if he wanted to put the Trojan horse, it was no problem to take it and put it in under his nose. No way...... No way. It is impossible for Lao Huang to do anything to him. He was sure.

At least for now, convinced.

Liu Ruiyang smiled dumbly. He picked up his phone and unlocked it.

Maybe you should talk to someone.

He didn't have many people to talk to, most of them knew about the Kunpeng robot, and they all knew or heard of Huang Ligong. He needed a stranger. A stranger, listening to the perhaps ridiculous distress of a night in a strange land. He suddenly understood why it was easy to open up when Pingshui met in the dust. The long days trapped in the carriage during the journey, the long quiet night on the wooden chairs of the town inn, it is always at such a time that you encounter a person's life, see his pain and secret longing curled up in time, and then, the next day, go in their own direction, never to meet again.

The QQ icon on the screen comes into view. Talk to Cao'er? She is eligible to chat with strangers. She should be there ...... When I arrived in India, the time difference became smaller, more than 9 hours...... It should be noon, and the time is right. Liu Ruiyang shook his head, dispelled these weak thoughts, and put his finger on the icon to make the call. Let's do it. Huang Ligong suggested that he talk to four engineers one by one, talk about accidents, and talk about sudden attacks when it is critical, suggesting that insiders are causing trouble, and catch suspicion from their different reactions. Liu admits that it will work, but he doesn't plan to adopt it. That's not his way.

He dialed Li Jia's phone number, got up, and walked towards the building. He asked Li Jia to call all the engineers into his room and talk to each other. In the past, when encountering technical problems, he always called everyone to chat together in the workshop, in the canteen, and in the simple and bright conference room. He never liked a hut with a closed door.

At least at the time of the call, they were his engineers, not suspects.

Behind him, across the road, in the shade of a tree, the man also took out his mobile phone and was pressing something.