2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

After Yan Muyun got into the black car and sat down, he said, "Go to the Haicang District Special Branch."

"Okay." There was no one else in the car. The uncle's cheerful voice came from the driver's seat control panel, and then the car started.

This is the most common way to make extra money today. It is essentially the same as office workers thirty years ago running Didi after get off work. Just because the vehicle has an autonomous driving function, the driver is liberated. The owner can remotely control the vehicle while lying at home to solicit customers and make money.

In fact, if the car has been driven for many years, some car owners are too lazy to do remote monitoring and operation. They can leave everything like receiving passengers and collecting money to the on-board artificial intelligence.

The car door closed automatically. Yan Muyun looked at the passersby outside the window, his brows furrowed and he fell into deep thought.

In Lele's eyes, will there be red light on their bodies?

What happened in the past two days was really too much.

The nephew's confession, learning that he has golden eyes, going to the Peach Blossom Spring to cause trouble, meeting old classmates, safely transferring the brains of his parents, Zhang Xixue's father is Zhang Yu, Zhang Xixue is the punisher... Now a certain person in this city This area has fallen into unknown danger again... No, it may even be the entire Menxia...

By the way, I almost forgot to report to Director Sun that I have golden eyes.

Yan Muyun put one hand on the edge of the car window and gently rubbed his forehead, looking a little tired.

The current situation seems not suitable for reporting.

All my colleagues are extremely busy, and the superiors may assign tasks at any time, but at this time, I jump out and say: "I have golden eyes." There is always a feeling of looking for reasons to evade responsibility - after confessing, the bureau will definitely Protect yourself with all your strength, and even more human resources will be wasted for this.

Yan Muyun was not someone who didn't know his priorities. Of course he knew how important his golden eyes were to the Special Branch and even to the country, but he just didn't want to report it now.

The atmosphere of the entire city now is like the last calm before the storm, depressing and dull, and thunder may explode at any time.

My brother, nephew, and all my colleagues are working, so I am under special protection and do nothing?

Yan Muyun knew very well that this was correct, but it was also something he was unwilling to accept as a commissioner of the Special Branch.

"Oh." He sighed deeply.

"What's wrong, brother, are you worried?" The uncle's voice came from the front control panel.

It’s 2052 and the taxi driver is still so talkative.

Yan Muyun smiled at the camera in front of him and shook his head: "It's nothing."

"You Special Branch Commissioners must be under a lot of pressure. You always have to fight against alien monsters and the like." The control panel flashed, and a big face with a sincere smile appeared on it.

The man looked about 40 years old, with a round face and a circle of light blue stubble around his mouth.

"How did you tell?" Yan Muyun was a little surprised.

First, he didn't show his ID, and second, he didn't declare his identity, but this uncle he had never met actually directly told him about his job.

Is the majesty and upright temperament of a law enforcer in me so strong that I can no longer hide it?

"Who would go there except those who work in the Special Branch?" The middle-aged man on the screen laughed, as if the other person asked a nonsense question.

Yan Muyun touched his nose awkwardly. Also, the Special Branch is not a police station. It does not have to deal with so many complicated matters. The people who come in and out are basically the bureau's commissioners.

"It's amazing that you started to defend the country and protect the people at such a young age." The man looked slightly away from the camera and gave a thumbs up.

"No, no, I'm just an intern." Yan Muyun waved his hands in embarrassment. As a rookie, he doesn't think he has made any contribution, and he is not used to such praise yet.

Seeing that he didn't seem to want to chat, the man didn't bother him. He said a few polite words and turned off the screen.

About ten minutes later, the car drove onto an overpass, and it took about half a minute to reach the Special Branch Bureau.

At this moment, the caller ID popped up in the upper right corner of the smart glasses, it was Sun Shuli.

Yan Muyun answered the phone: "Hello, Director Sun."

"A dark curtain alarm came from the underground garage of Tianxia Mall. Wei Jun and the others have already passed. You should also go there immediately."

"Ah...ok." Yan Muyun looked out the car window at the door of the Special Branch, which was just around the corner, and nodded hesitantly.

Then he turned his head and said forward: "Go to Tianxia Mall."

"Changed the destination? Okay." The uncle didn't ask any questions and directly reset the destination.

There was no other way. All four float vehicles from the bureau were dispatched. Yan Long's motorcycle was still left in the parking lot, but Yan Muyun was really not sure that he could drive that thing smoothly.

He has a motor vehicle driving license and a wealth of experience riding an electric donkey, but he has never ridden a motorcycle. And even these two skills he knows are now almost eliminated by society.

The car travels through the spider web-like three-dimensional traffic system, maintaining an exact distance of five meters from the car in front. Looking down from a high altitude, countless vehicles are like ants moving in an orderly manner.

"Alert, alert..."

A harsh buzzer sounded without warning, and the display screen in front of the car and Yan Muyun's smart glasses flashed red exclamation marks at the same time.

"The drill has begun, and the city's first-level alert state has been activated. All citizens are asked to go to the nearest shelter as soon as possible."

"The drill has begun, and the city's level one alert state has been activated. All citizens are requested to go to the nearest shelter as soon as possible..."

The overpass suddenly became crowded, all the cars drove faster, and the distance between each car quickly shortened from five meters to 10 centimeters, almost connected head to tail.

...

On Ande Street in Tong'an District, a black car seemed to be suspended in the air dozens of meters high.

Luo Binghan took a deep breath and quietly glanced at the middle-aged man in gray robes in the passenger seat next to him.

Ten seconds ago, the director of the Special Branch did not hesitate to issue an order for the entire city to enter a first-level alert state.

This is the most bizarre and highest-level task Luo Binghan has received since becoming a commissioner of the Special Branch.

drive.

To be precise, it means driving to a total of 30 marked locations evenly distributed in six districts of the city within an hour. On average, one must arrive at one location every two minutes, and there must be at least 5 seconds of free time for the person in the back seat of the car. The child looks below.

When we arrived at the fourth marked location, which was here, the little boy behind said, "There's a lot of red" when asked by his parents, and then the director gave the order to start the "exercise."

...

Luo Binghan's ability is the "King of Vehicles". Through touch, he can control all vehicles almost perfectly.

This is a power that has been abandoned by the times. In today's world where artificial intelligence and autonomous driving are everywhere, his power looks like a joke.

When he first applied to join the Special Branch, he was extremely afraid that the tall and tall captain would say, "What are you for? Are you driving for us?"

Fortunately, the other party is not such a person.

Team Wei probably wouldn't have thought that this D-level superpower would be able to achieve great success one day. After all, even I didn't think of it myself.

"Go to the next target point immediately." Zhou Xingxian looked solemn.

"Yes." Luo Binghan glanced at the electronic map and put his hand on the steering wheel. (Considering that autonomous driving technology is not 100% fault-free, every vehicle actually retains manual driving functions.)

The black floating vehicle rushed out like a sharp arrow, like a swimming fish, nimbly and quickly shuttled between the tall buildings.

Luo Binghan's eyes were staring straight ahead, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

Although my ability is only D level, no matter what, it is always better than those rigid driving programs.