Chapter 41 The Dead Says


Chapter 41 The Dead Says

Police building, reception hall on the first floor.

Qi Ming stared at the door blankly, her mind filled with images of her boss being taken away by guards.

She had just graduated from school a year or two ago, and she was really unable to react to this situation.

What should I do?

Call the police?

The police station is surrounded by guards!

Contact the boss’s family! Didn’t it say that the boss’s family is Tianze Technology?

By the way, I should report to the office that my boss was captured by the guards, but now my Internet access terminal has no signal at all... When I bought this crappy watch, the satellite communication mentioned in the promotional copy was just a gimmick!

"The call is coming!"

"The network has also been restored!"

The noisy people woke up Qi Ming who was in a daze at the door. She jumped up and started operating her watch.

Someone next to me shouted: "The live broadcast is on again! Ghost live broadcast! Detective Wang Ze appears!"

"This ghost is so powerful! It may be the power and network it restored!"

"There is a post saying that a new type of invisible starship has appeared in the sky..."

boss!

Qi Ming's fingers trembled slightly, and the upper left corner of the watch opened the projection screen, and three secondary pages popped up almost at the same time.

The live broadcast started by Ghost is somewhat special. The live broadcast room does not belong to any popular live broadcast platform, but directly squeezes the local TV station screen of a fixed channel.

A live broadcast screen with a dark border appeared in front of Qi Ming.

On the rooftop of a high-rise building, the scorching sun burns your heart;

The ghost appears again accompanied by the black projection ball;

A large number of guards poured out of the stairs;

He Chou pushed aside the figure in front of him, allowing Wang Ze to walk to the ghost smoothly.

Based on their experience in the morning, the guards did not dare to shoot at the ghost's projection ball easily; for the guards, they were really in a dilemma at this moment.

"Detective Wang, tusk," the ghost chuckled in that weird voice, "How have you been these two hours?"

"There are many changes."

Wang Ze pushed up his glasses and said in a brisk tone:

"But I think now is the most difficult moment for you. Once the eight-year plan is implemented, you risk the lives of your companions, and you have no possibility of retreating.

"But it's beyond my expectation that your off-field assistance is so strong."

The ghost's eyes flickered slightly: "Didn't you find the answer?"

"I have some guesses," Wang Ze said with some hesitation, but it was quickly covered up by his chuckle.

Wang Zedao: "When will the second half be held?"

The ghost glanced to the right, as if there was something hidden in the air there.

It said: "You can do it now. The live broadcast viewership is pretty good. I believe it will soon break the record of the home planet; the nine star clusters already have hundreds of broadcast links, which I didn't expect."

Its tone is much gentler than the previous two appearances, like two old friends reminiscing about the past.

Or maybe at the last moment, it no longer needs to maintain the outer cover of terror.

"Then where do we start," Wang Ze asked, "You ask questions and I answer them? Or do you just announce the truth?"

"You are the key to today," the ghost whispered. "Only if you answer my sixth question and answer it completely correctly can the mystery about me be solved."

Wang Ze was puzzled: "Do I have to go through the process again?"

"This is a program I set up in advance," Ghost said with a smile, "I am a semi-perfectionist, but if it weren't for this paranoia, it wouldn't have been able to support me to this day... Continuing with the progress in the morning, this is the fourth Question.”

The ghost snapped his fingers, and the two projectors left the array around it, forming a projection screen in front of Wang Ze.

The projection screen showed an aerial map of Pearl Harbor City, and then the map was divided into squares, each square enclosing an independent building.

The ghost's voice sounded again:

"The fourth question, or test, is a very old little game. There are four hundred and eighty squares in front of you, sixteen by thirty. There are ninety-nine mines hidden under the squares. Mines As long as one is detonated, the reality augmentation system in Pearl Harbor City will be exploded..."

"Are you sure you want me to play Minesweeper?" Wang Ze interrupted the ghost's story.

The ghost was startled for a moment: "Have you ever played?"

"Minesweeper is actually a simple logic game."

Wang Ze raised his left hand while speaking, and pointed his finger on a square. Several nearby squares flashed at the same time, and numbers such as '1', '2', and '3' appeared.

Wang Ze smiled and said: "As long as there is no lightning the first time, there will be no problem in the follow-up."

As he spoke, he kept clicking with his fingers, and small red flags were marked one after another, and the entire screen was quickly filled with spaces and numbers.

When Wang Ze marked the last square, several pixel-style fireworks appeared on the screen.

"Clues," Wang Ze asked directly.

Behind the black mist, the rotten flesh on the ghost's face was trembling.

A black envelope jumped in front of Wang Ze. Without hesitation, Wang Ze clicked on the red ink pad on the envelope in front of the surrounding guards and under the watchful eyes of the crazy crowd of viewers in the live broadcast room.

[Logical fragment four].

It’s still a video.

An edited video introducing the past and present of the virtual reality industry.

The content of the video is very rich, ranging from ancient materials from the Earth Era to common street scenes in today's era.

In the background is a very magnetic male voice, telling the history of virtual reality:

"The development of virtual reality technology originated in the first half of the twentieth century of the Earth Era. Just as the first computer was used to calculate ballistics, the initial application of virtual reality technology was also in military scenarios..."

The screen was shaking, and a lot of content seemed to have been skipped; the background sound sounded again, and the content was indeed inconsistent.

"In the middle of the Age of Discovery, remotely controlled semi-automatic weapon systems became the catalyst for the civil war in human civilization. The birth of this technology was due to the increasing cost of military sacrifice on the one hand, and the development of human communication technology on the other. A key breakthrough that allows mechas several light years away to respond to your actions without delay

"As this technology matures, virtual reality technology becomes popular again, which directly leads to a large number of bloodless wars on the borders of star clusters, and the internal consumption of resources of human civilization accelerates rapidly."

The screen was switched several times, but the content of the background sound undoubtedly related to the use of "virtual reality technology in the military".

After the two-minute video was played, the projection screen between Wang Ze and the ghost slowly disappeared.

"The fifth question."

Wang Ze whispered, his expression slightly dull.

The ghost asked: "What is the normal value of one plus one?"

"Two."

"You got it right," the ghost said quietly.

There were no barrages or real-time comments in this live broadcast, but many viewers were already surprised.

Most of them have never heard of this game called Minesweeper. Even after Wang Ze cracked the fourth level, most of them just understood the rules of this logic game.

But the fifth question asked by the ghost...

Yes, it wants to tell the truth, it wants to tell it urgently, and reveal the secrets and unbearableness suppressed in its heart to the world.

The black spherical projector worked again, and the fifth black envelope appeared again.

Wang Ze opened it with his own hands.

Although it was just a simple movement, Wang Ze already felt an inexplicable sense of ritual.

【Logical Fragment 5】

This is a game CG.

The so-called CG are short videos that are beautifully produced to attract players to the game. They generally have a distinct rhythm and try their best to show the advantages of the game itself and beautify the environment in the game.

The CG of this game is very detailed. The screen begins to show a gray planet. Starships shaped like containers are suspended in the synchronous orbit of the planet. Dots of sparks appear on the bottom of the starships.

Countless sparks scattered, and the landing ships bid farewell to the mothership one by one and landed on the surface of the planet.

A large number of dark clouds gathered on the surface of the planet. Hidden in the dark clouds were terrifyingly large shadows. Fighters with forward-swept wings popped out from the mothership and flew towards the shadow like a swarm. The scene was instantly captured. The light effect of the particle beam fills...

At the same time, right at Wang Ze's feet, there was an office in the corner of the top floor of the building.

Gao Wengong looked at the palm-sized projection screen on the table. The CG that the ghost was playing made him give up all his thoughts. He lowered his head with a pale face and began to prepare a text to apologize to the public afterwards.

The home planet general sitting next to Gao Wengong frowned and kept murmuring in a low voice: "Which link is the problem?"

Rooftop.

The three-minute CG was played completely, and finally a line of big words appeared.

"The Founding Titan: Special Operations".

……

"The sixth question is special," the ghost's voice gradually became less harsh. "The sixth clue I can give is the question, and the answer is the final truth."

The sixth black envelope jumped out of the projection screen and vibrated in front of Wang Ze.

The fog on the ghost's face had a tendency to dissipate.

Wang Ze whispered: "What's inside?"

"You'll find out when you click on it," Ghost said with a smile.

Wang Ze raised his left hand. He always acted decisively, but now he was a little hesitant, and he was reluctant to point his finger.

This made many enthusiastic spectators outside the venue anxious.

In the police station lobby of Pearl Harbor, the crowd gathered behind Qi Ming's projection screen. At this moment, several female police officers were holding their breaths and staring wide-eyed, fearing that they would miss the sixth piece of logic.

The prosperous virtual industry of the home star seemed to suddenly decline at this moment;

The comment areas of major forums and video websites that were bustling with discussion five minutes ago are now quiet, with only a few messages occasionally popping up.

In every corner of this city;

In the remaining habitable areas of this blue planet;

This segment of the Orion spiral arm is implicated in the nexus of human civilization;

In people's own warm homes, or in messy work environments, in restaurants, on the streets, in supermarkets, in transit centers, in autonomous driving hovercrafts...

A pair of eyes stared at the extremely stable live broadcast at this moment, watching Wang Ze's finger slowly lift up and click on the center of the envelope.

The envelope dissipated in the special effects of flames, and the last video appeared in the live broadcast room.

Scene 1, Wen's family, 9:28 pm.

Wenquan, who was sitting on the port device, quietly looked at the electronic clock hanging on the wall.

He looked gentle and gentle, wearing a set of blue pajamas and holding a simple 'gun' in his hand. He sighed softly and his voice came out through the screen:

"What should I say."

The camera turned and turned into a frontal bust portrait of Wen Quan.

His face turned a little rosy, he sighed softly and said with a smile:

"Hello everyone, I am the deceased in the first case. My name is Wen Quan. I used to use the game name Wenrun Ruyu."

The scene changed again, and Zhang Li appeared in a casual suit, sitting on the sofa at his home, smiling at the camera and waving his hand:

"If the plan goes well, I will be the deceased in the second case. My name is Zhang Li."

The screen changed, and Gu Wanzhong, wearing a white coat, was sitting on a chair, looking a little tired:

"I should have been thrown from the roof by a ghost. I am the deceased in the third case, Gu Wanzhong."

The perspective switched to Wen Quan, who seemed to have adjusted his mentality and continued:

"The way I chose to die is more complicated. This is a trap. I am waiting for a detective named Wang Ze to break the situation, and then create a topic of public opinion... I am sorry to become famous in this way."

Wen Quan's eyes were a little red, but he endured it and continued to smile:

"Life is very beautiful. Any way to despise one's own life is blasphemy to the Creator. I also know that my actions will have a very bad social impact, but we have no choice. This is the only chance."
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Switching to Zhang Li again, Zhang Li was also saying similar words, with a more relaxed expression.

"It is actually very difficult to put on the helmet that ended my life. I love life, and I have recently fallen in love with a girl. I actually thought about quitting this plan and going for memory removal surgery, but in the end I still couldn't do it. ”

The scene changed to Gu Wanzhong, a well-known scientist in the academic circle of his home planet, but at this moment he said with a heavy face:

"We have conducted complex deductions and prepared dozens of plans, but we can't find any way to break the situation. The public opinion of our home planet is firmly controlled by our opponents. We must create troubles beyond common sense in order to Create enough impact.

"The essence of this plan is to create hot spots with the death of a few of us.

"The only person I feel sorry for is my children. They adore their father so much, but their father has to do this kind of thing. We have no other way."

"I'm very clear now," Wen Quan said. "I'm not mentally controlled or mentally polluted. I don't have any suicidal tendencies. I don't feel that I have any responsibilities, let alone any so-called self-impression. I just feel guilty and helpless. Or...desperate."

Zhang Li said: "I am actually very reluctant to live my current life, but there are some things that I have to do, even if I pay for it with my life."

Gu Wanzhong sighed: "Although I have a good reputation, I still can't compete with my opponents."

"When you see this video, it means we have succeeded."

Wen Quandao:

"We want to reveal something about some powerful people on the home planet.

"This matter may subvert your three views, have a fundamental impact on your perspective on the world, and may also cause the home planet to lose a lot of benefits, but this matter must be announced.

"But I hope that my death will make my companions who have the same experience as me become stronger in the future.

"The fault is not us, nor technology, nor the world. It's just that human nature is too greedy and always wants more."

As he spoke, Wen Quan slowly raised the firearm made of coils and patches and pressed it against his temple.

He breathed hard, holding the handle of the gun tightly with his palm, staring at the hour hand on the wall, staring at the beating of the seconds.

He is counting down.

He began to hold his breath.

He glanced at the camera and a relieved smile appeared on his lips.

"Love you, wife."

Boom!

With a dull sound, the simple firearm exploded into several arcs of light. Wen Quan's head tilted weakly to the right, and the firearm slipped from his hand.

[Logical clue six: The deceased said]. (End of chapter)

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