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Chapter 572 Thousands of Encounters and Formulas

Inside a huge building that is more than ten meters high.

Rows of tall shelves that somewhat resemble bookshelves stand among them.

The staff was busy flipping through layers of huge drawers.

All physical evidence and information on the 4.23 KB attack are stored here.

Including fragments of the high-speed train body and surface soil falling from the viaduct in the explosion.

Under the arrangement of the "machine", Duan Yihong and Wu Yue joined the official team to re-search for physical evidence. As for Song Yi, he still protected Wan Qian as a nurse.

Basically, the debris from the train seven years ago, including glass fragments, were carefully collected.

We even pieced together many complete car windows, leaving video data.

An analysis of the search seven years ago did not reveal any scraps of car windows with any writing on them.

However, since the words came from the mouth of the suspicious survivor Wan Qian, the Ministry of Security still preferred to believe them and arranged a re-inspection task.

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The most classic scene in "Source Code" is the embrace and kiss between the male and female protagonists at the end of the screening.

It was approaching evening and it was getting dark. Pan Yueming wore a windbreaker and came to a green area.

She sat on the toilet seat in a daze. After a while, she lowered her head and looked at her clenched right hand.

Hu Ge stepped back and looked at Wan Qian who looked surprised.

"We will meet again in the next dream..."

"I calculated the formula, which is the last piece of the puzzle. You are a genius, a wonderful virus program."

It's so profound, so heartbreaking, and so vivid in my memory.

Wu Yue was puzzled: "Why not? Is there any omission? It shouldn't be possible. At that time, the officials dug into the ground and collected all the soil. There was not even a trace of the entire window or the text on the window.

?”

Under the starlight, the inscription on the tombstone clearly shows the name of the owner: Han Yang.

"Go ahead..."

From another universe that is far away and unreachable.

In the huge building where the physical evidence of April 23 was preserved, after checking all the collected train glass, no one found any patterns or words including red handwriting.

A woman covered in blood lay on a stretcher next to him.

There seemed to be burn marks on the arm close to his side, and his hand, whose skin was burnt red and black, hung down weakly, but his fingers were still clenched...

But maybe that's not the case, or maybe it's not just the hands and arms that are burning, but something else is being burned.

Pan Yueming reached out and touched the photo, then picked up a corner of the photo and slowly opened it.

…

Lu Xiao felt goosebumps numbing half of his body from his fingertips.

The first thing is to pass on the weapons to deal with the 'ghost'.

Suddenly gunshots were heard outside the building. Duan Yihong pressed his ear, as if receiving some message from the miniature headset.

Wan Qian smiled shyly and said, "When did you become so glib? We got married, we had a child? In your dream?"

Surrounded by the cheers and laughter of the passengers.

"This time it's my turn to find it, but before that,..."

Suddenly, all the instruments lost their sound and images, and all turned into a black screen, with only a cursor flashing in the upper left corner of the screen.

Lu Xiao looked at the picture on the screen in shock. Good guy, the dog food from five years ago was resurrected here and started to attack him.

He closed his eyes again.

In her sleep, the corners of her mouth curled up, as if she had entered a sweet dream.

"If you say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here. The 'ghost' is afraid that if he finds the formula, he will destroy this place!"

But who has made this narrative method so successful?

The nurse carrying the injection passed by Song Yi who had just left Wan Qian's room.

Song Yi was in the room, looking in shock at the lifeless Wan Qian on the bed and the life monitoring equipment that kept beeping.

"Did you receive it?"

A nurse was holding a tablet computer in her hand and looking at the drugs that the patients in the nursing home were going to inject tonight. There were five patients in total, including Wan Qian, and the drugs that needed to be injected were those three names.

Wan Qian walked into the bathroom, turned around and locked the door.

Duan Yihong and Wu Yue escaped from the building at the critical moment, and then the building that contained all the files and physical evidence of the April 23 train bombing exploded in a burst of fire.

The photo was revealed, and Pan Yueming turned on the flashlight, shining the light on the tombstone.

He smiled mischievously and said: "Did you know? Every time I meet you in a dream, I will do three things...

Pan Yueming touched the writing on the tombstone with his fingers.

White text on a black background appeared on the screen as the cursor flashed:

Pan Yueming walked among the tombstones of the victims of the KB attack that changed everything seven years ago, and the stars began to twinkle in the darkening night sky.

The sound of the clock hands sounded.

Pan Yueming opened his eyes suddenly. He originally thought that the gray-black embers were traces of Wan Qian's hand being burned.

A mechanical electronic voice came from the headset: "Got it."

The pale Wan Qian stopped breathing, but the smile on her lips remained.

In front of Pan Yueming's tombstone, in one of the wards on the fifth floor of the nursing home, the life monitoring instrument suddenly sounded an alarm, and the heartbeat of the woman on the bed became a straight line.

The last thing is...

It was the man sitting opposite Wan Qian on that train seven years ago.

"Why is she lying? Who is she guarding against?"

The nurse smiled at Wan Qian who was lying on the bed: "Have a good rest today. I heard that there will be questions about you tomorrow."

"Since...since there will be danger later, why don't you come with me?"

Open your palm, it is a piece of folded paper.

The needle was withdrawn from Wan Qian's arm.

At the same time, all the computers in the nursing home had black screens and lost the network.

In one of the rooms in the nursing home, Wan Qian stood in front of the window, looking out at the lush grass and woods, as well as the rows of tombstones on the grass, recording the lives of those who died in the KB attack seven years ago.

Hu Ge pointed at his brain sadly and said with a smile: "This is its pitiful fate. From the day it became the lock of the source code, these eight minutes became its nightmare and the multiverse.

The only way to end this is to completely wipe yourself out.

The melodious music played by the piano reached its climax at this moment.

Kiss you."

Pan Yueming's footsteps stopped in front of a tombstone.

The computer's automatic startup woke him up.

The second thing is to make sure I get blown up.

Then he folded it and stuffed it into Wan Qian's hand.

"'ghost'?"

It was as if she was in some dream that she had long forgotten.

"Because I have to make sure that I will be blown to pieces, that no brain cells will survive, that no source code machine will be able to use it, so that the universe will be locked and will no longer branch. Otherwise, even if we

The two of them saved the entire train, and it would be useless to escape alive, because one day..."

Wan Qian stared at the formulas on the paper when suddenly there was a loud bang. She turned her head and saw that the entire bathroom seemed to be spinning with the car body, and then everything went dark.

"Fuck, it's dangerous!"

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A multi-line narrative very much in the style of Chen Jingxing appears again.

Lu Xiao was just like watching "Inception", "The Matrix III", and "Interstellar". He began to shake his legs nervously for the multi-line narrative with the distinctive Chen trademark.

But I am not pitiful. You and I once walked out of this train. We got married, we had children, and we had happy and sweet memories, until...the day when the 'ghost' appeared in that universe...until it

I researched the source code and came to my door..."

Lu Xiao looked at this scene and knew that the "ghost" was indeed coming, so he also targeted Wan Qian.

Half a moment.

"Do you regret creating me?"

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An inexplicable sadness, inexplicable sorrow, and inexplicable joy welled up in Wan Qian's heart from nowhere.

In an office in the nursing home, Wan Qian's case is displayed on the computer page.

After that, Duan Yihong and Wu Yue shouted to other staff members to leave here quickly.

Behind the photo, it seems that a sharp knife was used to make clumsy, rough white marks on the tombstone, outlining a crooked formula.

The column of today's treatment medicines displayed above suddenly changed the text, from one medicine to three different medicines.

Even though they knew the so-called formula, except for the protagonist group, everyone else was confused about its effects, but no one dared to take it lightly.

Wan Qian fell into a deep sleep.

Duan Yihong looked up at the tall "bookshelf" and said quietly: "Maybe she is lying?"

Wan Qian slowly unfolded the note.

Suddenly the electronic sound disappeared, and there was silence in Pan Yueming's ears.

It was as if I could feel a woman wearing a hospital gown squatting in front of the tombstone, stroking the shallow mark she had just carved with her slender fingers.

A formula written in beautiful handwriting on the note caught Wan Qian's eyes.

"...What needs to be done next?"

It's the cemetery next to the sanatorium.

Duan Yihong and Wu Yue, who had escaped the pursuit, also lost their voices.

Pan Yueming stood in front of the tombstone, seemingly talking to himself, but did not notice a drone flashing red light in the night sky.

Pan Yueming slowly squatted down, looked at the photo of the owner of the tombstone, and stared at his bright smile.

Duan Yihong and Wu Yue evaded pursuit under the command of the "machine".

In the secret base, Pan Yueming sat in front of the computer in a daze.

The tragic scene seven years ago once again appeared before our eyes.

Hu Ge took out a small notebook from her bag, tore out a page, put it on the table, and wrote something on it with a pen.

He looked at the somewhat uncomfortable Wan Qian affectionately: "Yes, you and I have met thousands of times... In the dream, I thought I would be tired of it, but..."

In the small photo above, the man's smile is extremely bright.

It's not just nursing homes that are losing access to the internet.

In the secret base, Pan Yueming always felt that there was something he had overlooked.

Now DreamWorks has recreated the classic scene from five years ago.

Duan Yihong and Wu Yue looked at each other: "We can get the video of the interrogation, can't the 'ghost' see it?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Sunlight shines on the train through the clean windows.

There seemed to be gray-black embers mixed with a little bit... like... confetti.

As Wan Qian left the carriage, she looked back at the man who was watching her.

Hold tight?

But this time, this scene made him feel more sincere, happier, more moved, more sad, more meaningful, and more mixed.

After saying that, Hu Ge leaned forward and hugged Wan Qian and kissed her in the sunshine from the car window.

All electronic devices such as computers, tablets, and mobile phones in cities, trains, and highways have lost their response and network.

This is a network outage that spreads across the country and the world.

The "ghost" realized that it would face threats, and finally no longer wanted to recruit the "machine".

It launched an unprecedented all-out attack.

(End of chapter)