We Live In Nanjing

  Chapter 44 Death and Life

  This night, the three of them used two spectrum analyzers to toss until 11 o’clock in the evening. Until their mother went crazy, they didn’t get any useful results.

The enigmatic signal of BG4MSR just can’t be grasped. The signal quality in the two-five headphones is as good as the girl whispering in the ear, but the spectrum analyzer in the living room just caught blindly. Wang Ning patted the table more than once. It is definitely Lao Bai who is playing tricks with his own situation. This must be a well-designed method by Lao Bai. He has served in the army as a communications technology soldier for more than ten years. Isn't the encryption method clear?

   "You three old poles are still endless? What time is this? Yang will have class tomorrow morning!"

  Mom issued a eviction order.

   "What else can come back tomorrow!"

  For my mother, anyone who dares to hinder Bai Yang's learning and delay Bai Yang's future is not a pity, whoever blocks and kills, Bai Zhen Wang Ning Zhao Bowen and the three together are not the same.

Everyone knows Xiaowen's temper. When he was young, he could make Bai Zhen kneel on the washboard, so Wang Ning and Zhao Bowen got up to leave, and Bai Zhen sent them downstairs.

  The spectrum analyzer was temporarily put in Lao Bai's house, anyway, Wang Ning could not take it back alone.

"What do you think about this?" Bai Zhen asked as he went downstairs, "My son told me that the little girl lived twenty years later, she was the only one left in her era, and everyone in the world was dead. , Buffaloes and wild deer wandering casually on the street."

"A few days ago, Yang Yang actually went to my office to find me and asked me this question specifically. I thought he was writing science fiction." Zhao Bowen said, "I didn't expect such a thing to happen. It's a bit weird to think about it. What kind of disaster can wipe out all human beings in just 20 years?"

   "If you ask me whether I believe it or not, I must not believe it." Wang Ning shook his head, "This is not a movie."

   "But we can't explain why the BG4MSR signal cannot be caught, and Yang Yang's turn can be passed two to five." Zhao Bowen said.

"There are many possible reasons for not capturing the signal. Time and space shuttle is the most outrageous one." Wang Ning said, "I said it was a bureau set up by the old man. He found a support and didn't know where to hide the spread spectrum. Signal, a group of people colluded to act, as long as the normal signal is expanded into an ultra-wideband signal, it sounds exactly like the back noise, and the ghosts are not clear... Old Bai, did I get it? Or let's come back tomorrow At that time, take a look at the two to five?"

   "Can you decode the spread spectrum signal with your two-fifth?" Bai Zhen went back, "I make so many moths just to fool you? What good do you do to fool you?"

   "That's your son fooling us, Xiao Yang's bureau."

   "If he has this ability, then the three of us will live as a dog at this age." Bai Zhen said, "He has to manually DIY and change the amateur radio to military use. Do you think this is possible?"

   "Based on this signal alone, I don't believe that BG4MSR will live in twenty years." Wang Ning is very persistent.

   "But he has verified it." Bai Zhen said.

  "What verification is used?" Zhao Bowen asked, "Time capsule? The one mentioned before?"

   "Yes, the time capsule." Bai Zhen replied, "bury the time capsule, and wait twenty years for the other party to dig it out."

  "How to prevent fraud?" Wang Ning asked.

   "Use a triton tube."

  "Half-life?" Zhao Bowen immediately realized the key.

  "Yes, use half-life to verify time." Bai Zhen nodded, "When the other party dug out the time capsule, the tritium tube was almost extinguished."

  Zhao Bowen and Wang Ning fell silent.

  The half-life of radioactive elements cannot be accelerated, which is ironclad proof.

  The two thought at the same time, Bai Yang is really smart, if he uses other verification methods, he can definitely find loopholes, but the evidence is too hard to shake.

   is like those antique dealers who use all means to make old and fake cultural relics, and they will inevitably show their true colors before the carbon-14 measurement.

Zhao Bowen and Wang Ning can pick up the 40-meter-long Occam Broadsword and cut the unreliable inference of time travel to pieces, but Bai Yang secretly poked in those seemingly chaotic clues and speculations. A hard bone was buried. This hard bone was the tritium tube. When Occam's broad knife slashed on the tritium tube, the blade suddenly collapsed, shaking both hands to numb.

  The three people walked to the first floor, Zhao Bowen and Wang Ning told Bai Zhen goodbye.

   "I said Lao Wang, Lao Zhao, if this is true." Bai Zhen asked from the back of the two of them, "What should I do?"

  "Then I have to put forward the provident fund as soon as possible, and the endowment insurance will not be paid anymore." Wang Ning said, "I just retired in twenty years. Before I can enjoy a good day, the world will be destroyed."

  Zhao Bowen scratched his head, looked around, and muttered: "If this is true, then the trouble will be big...no matter what level or meaning, the trouble will be big."

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"BG4MSR, BG4MSR, come here tonight. Uncle Zhao and Uncle Wang are gone. They have tossed for a whole night without any results. I have to go to class tomorrow." "I have to get up at half past six in the morning. The first session is a terrible English class, OVER."

  "Have you found nothing?"

"The only thing I found is that only I can receive your signal, and no one else can receive it." Bai Yang replied, "Uncle Wang is the person in charge of the committee. Tonight he specifically called to find other people who have not slept. HAM, let them try to listen at 14255, but they couldn't hear anything, OVER."

   "Why is this?"

   "I don't know either." Bai Yang shook his head, "They are still looking for reasons, OVER."

   "Hmm...you will be back tomorrow night?" the girl asked.

   "Of course." Bai Yang said, "but tomorrow I will go to evening study, so the time will be a little later than tonight, you can wait for me at 14255, OVER."

  "BG4MXH, what is late self-study?"

  "Studying late in the afternoon means staying in school to do homework after school in the afternoon, and staying until ten o’clock in the evening is a great torture to the mental health of young people, OVER."

   "BG4MXH, is this also part of school?"

"Yes, BG4MSR, this is also part of school. It is the hard training that every child in this era must go through in the process of growing up." Bai Yang said, "I don't know how many people fall in this process. Just imagine, a simple ignorant Immature boy, seven or eight teachers take turns to assign homework every night! How cruel and inhuman it is, how painful it is, this is purgatory, this is the slaughterhouse! OVER."

   "Seven or eight teachers! You actually have seven or eight teachers!"

  The girl's tone is envious.

  "Is this the point? BG4MSR, the point is purgatory, slaughterhouse!"

  Abattoir?

  The girl was terrified again.

   "Does everyone have to go to school?"

  "Everyone must go to school. This is called compulsory education, OVER."

"What is taught in school?" the girl asked. "Do you also teach archery, shooting and survival in the wild? The teacher once told me that in the years before the black moon, the school would teach fighting, grappling, wrestling and shooting. To take an exam, BG4MXH, the monthly exam you mentioned earlier, did you take the exam for fighting and shooting?"

  Bai Yangxin said which school your teacher graduated from.

  Are we really in the same world?

"Our test...we test Chinese, mathematics, English, as well as physics, chemistry and biology." Bai Yang said, "Everyone is sitting in the classroom, answering questions with pens, and ranking according to scores. You must have a hard time understanding. Thousands of students are struggling for a score ranking, and all of them are studying desperately, just for the small number on the test paper, one number is bigger than the sky, and one number determines your destiny. You can’t imagine, OVER."

   "Thousands of students, so many people, is it awesome?"

  The girl was envious again.

   "Is this the point? The point is the score, it’s for the score to get a bloodshed!"

  Beat the blood?

  The girl continued to frighten.

  "BG4MSR, in the exam, people with normal brains don’t want to have too many competitors, so the fewer people, the better, OVER."

   "No, the more people the better, OVER."

   "Why?" Bai Yang asked.

   "Not why, but the more people, the better." Banxia said, "There must be millions of people, tens of millions of people, and the world must be full of talents, OVER."

  White Yang scratched his head.

"BG4MSR, I should go to bed." Bai Yang yawned and glanced at the alarm clock, "No...It's eleven thirty, why can I always forget the time when I chat with you? I really have to go to bed, sister, You don’t have to go to school. I have to go to school. Good night, 73.”

   "You will be back tomorrow night?"

   "Come back, OVER."

   "Say definitely."

"must!"

   Banxia put down the headphones.

I opened the old letter paper on the desktop again and stared at the writing on it in a daze. It was strange and incomprehensible... The person who just talked with him was a living boy, he would laugh and breathe, his vitality and vitality are like that. Enough, but why did he take off the earphones and he immediately became a long-dead person?

  (End of this chapter)