Yu Tang wrote the program himself, and even Yu Tang himself couldn’t close it.
The program is written very carefully and comprehensively, and does not require the main personality to perform unnecessary manipulation. It can complete a series of actions such as calling the police, describing the specific location and circumstances of the case, wearing a police blanket to comfort the police, and actively cooperating in providing relevant evidence.
Because it is an anti-PUA correction card, the action is set as the highest priority. Once the program is officially launched, within half an hour, the character will no longer be subject to any external or internal interference and will operate automatically and precisely.
"System." Yu Tang was bounced back to his consciousness, feeling very complicated. "Is there a card that can make you faint with one click? Zero pain, zero damage, just like closing your eyes and taking a nap."
"Yes, host, one thousand experience points per card."
The system whispered, "However, because a large number of hosts have been curious about purchasing and have tried to play with themselves, this type of physical effect card is prohibited from being used on the host itself..."
Yu Tang: "Can the seventy-six people in this cafe and lying outside the window, except me, get some sleep first?"
system:"… "
Yu Tang: “…”
"Just think about it." Yu Tang was very sober. "We can't afford seventy-six hypnosis cards."
The system will start the gift judgment only after the other party has clearly expressed their consent.
Ke Ming hasn't agreed to the one million yet, and Sui Si's company's hush money hasn't arrived yet, so they can only make ends meet by carefully budgeting their 6,000 experience points.
Yu Tang was unable to turn off the automatically running alarm program for the time being. He watched helplessly as he took off the ring as evidence, retrieved the recording, and handed it over to the police officer in charge of the investigation.
…
A psychological counselor once taught Yu Tang that once he senses danger or feels uncomfortable, the first thing to do is to record the conversation.
When Yu Tang was ill, he almost completely shut himself off and could not describe his condition and experiences by himself. With the recording, it will become the key basis for subsequent treatment, which can greatly reduce the time to determine the condition and treatment plan.
The psychologist told Yu Tang that he could give the recording to the closest and most trustworthy person.
"This is the original character setting. It comes with the default data of [law-abiding] when it appears. It's not the host's fault."
The system could understand Yu Tang's feelings to some extent, so it went over to him and explained: "When our personal and property safety is threatened, we must seek help in a timely manner, trust and cooperate with the police..."
"Very cooperative." In the sea of consciousness, Yu Tang turned around and looked at it, "I even put on a small blanket."
system:"… "
The system sent another report titled "Caring for the Host's Mental Health" to the headquarters, flashing a small red light, and worriedly stuffed a handful of colorful rainbow bubble gum into the host's hand.
Aware of overseas affairs, Yu Tang answered all the questions of the police in an orderly manner.
After providing the last piece of evidence and receiving confirmation from the police, he fell silent and stopped talking and moving.
He stood by the coffee table, his thin forehead hair loosened, covering a little of his pale eyebrows and eyes.
“We have recorded the case and will bring the suspect back for further investigation.”
The police officer filed the record: "Please rest assured, we will apply for a protection order in the next period of time to strictly limit the contact between relevant personnel and you..."
The police officer vaguely sensed something was wrong and looked up at him: "Sir?"
In the conversation just now, Yu Tang has clearly stated that he suffers from a psychological illness.
But because he seemed so normal and the logic of his conversation was clearer than that of ordinary people, no one took it too seriously.
Now, anyone could see that something was wrong with Yu Tang.
He seemed to have finished something that had to be done, and could finally relax and return to his own world.
The police officer reached out to help him up and asked tentatively: "Mr....Mr. Yu?"
"Can you still hear us?" The police officer tried to slow down his tone. "Where is your home? We will take you back."
Yu Tang did not respond.
He did not look painful. Even though the words Ke Ming said were played as evidence in the recording, the police officers could not help but frown when they heard them.
But no further emotions could be seen on Yu Tang's face.
He stood there quietly, as if reminded by a word mentioned by the police officer. There was a slight thoughtful look in his eyes. He paused for a moment and walked out of the cafe.
His movements were a little slow again, but he did not stop. He still walked out slowly and seriously step by step.
“…Is it that Yu Tang?”
In the crowd, there was a low voice saying, "It's been trending these past two days. I heard that he was cheated by a black-hearted boss. He worked very hard for five years, but he's still only getting the basic salary."
"Aren't they still arguing? Sui Si's fans said it's impossible, the two are still French spouses, it's just family, it doesn't matter how much money they get."
"Isn't there something fishy about the marriage between the two of them? It was revealed a few days ago that it was a contract marriage and the two of them had no feelings for each other at all."
"How can someone be so cruel as to watch someone become so ill? How can someone threaten a French spouse with an electric shock device?"
"Isn't this just sending someone to keep it quiet? Who knows how many things happened in the past. As long as they don't make a fuss, no one will know..."
Many people were talking quietly, and some took out their cell phones to take pictures of him.
The police officers reacted quickly and dispersed the crowd in time, but there were still constant glances coming over, falling on Yu Tang from afar.
There were fewer people near the cafe, but more and more people gathered outside the cordon.
Yu Tang turned sideways, avoiding all gazes, and walked out step by step.
It seemed that he should not delay here. He had promised others that he should be responsible for their kindness and could not let himself go back to that bottomless abyss.
Many people have taken a lot of care of him, but he has not yet paid them back, and he still has a lot to do.
The sunlight outside was blindingly bright. He felt cold. If he could just step outside, he would feel warm. He would be able to return to where he was supposed to be, to the world before.
Yu Tang stood at the door, sweat oozing out of his forehead bit by bit.
…
He couldn't remember where his home was.
"Mr. Yu?"
The police officer's voice seemed to have passed through low-quality headphones, and was somewhat distorted, coming over intermittently: "Mr. Yu, we will contact your family and friends and ask them to pick you up..."
The officer asked, "Do you have their phone number? Is there anyone else you can contact besides your legal spouse?"
Yu Tang stood there in a daze.
"Please don't be nervous." The police officer said to him, "We will not leave until you feel safe. We will always protect you..."
Suddenly, a shout came from the crowd: "Here they come! Make way..."
It is most taboo to make loud noises at this time. The police officer signaled his colleagues to keep an eye on Yu Tang, turned around and signaled the crowd to keep quiet, and just in time saw Darren trying his best to squeeze over.
Although people were crowded together to watch the excitement, they were particularly cooperative at this time. They all moved aside to make way for the person who came to pick up Yu Tang.
"Hello."
Darren hurriedly shook hands with the police officer, walked to Yu Tang, and put his hand on his shoulder, "How do you feel? Sorry, we didn't react in time..."
Yu Tang tried hard to figure out who he was and glanced at Darren.
There seemed to be a layer of blurred mist in his eyes, his brows and eyelashes were soaked with cold sweat, and his vision could not be fully focused.
Darren was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak again when the psychologist squeezed out from the crowd.
"Don't laugh, Yu Tang, it's okay."
The counselor, before she could catch her breath, walked quickly to Yu Tang and said, "We won't be angry... No one will be angry with you."
"You're doing great." The counselor said, "You won't be punished, you won't get electric shocks, just relax..."
He was helping Yu Tang relieve his high level of stress. The police officer next to him suddenly frowned and asked Darren in a low voice, "Has he been punished this way very often in the past?"
This question is probably only clear to Yu Tang and Sui Si's studio staff. Darren just handed over his business card and introduced himself. Hearing this, he frowned: "We are his new colleagues. We don't know much about this experience, but according to our speculation, it should be quite a lot."
When Darren found that the value of Yu Tang's wristband was fluctuating violently, he contacted a psychologist and rushed over according to the location of the wristband. He didn't know exactly what happened, but when he saw the electric shock device as evidence, his expression couldn't help but sink.
The person in charge of his treatment during those days in the hospital knew best how much damage this thing had caused Yu Tang.
Darren actually considered applying for labor arbitration on behalf of Yu Tang, but due to the restrictions of the labor contract, the applicable laws did not match.
Sui Si's former agent dared to torture Yu Tang so recklessly because he was sure that he was just a contract worker who could be fired at any time. As long as Sui Si did not stop it personally, no one could speak for Yu Tang.
"The alliance has recently revised the bill, and violence, bullying, and wage suppression that seriously deviates from market prices under labor contracts have been included in the scope of arbitration, and lawsuits can also be filed."
The police officer took a document and said: "It is currently being tested and our bureau is one of the pilots... If the parties are willing to sue, we will also report it to the regulatory authorities and intervene in the investigation."
Darren took it and there were only a few names on the document.
Too many people have concerns about whether they will be secretly targeted after filing a lawsuit, whether they will be excluded and treated coldly at work, whether they will be fired, or even if they really make up their mind to resign, whether they will be rejected by the next company because of this experience.
There is nothing wrong with these concerns; what is problematic is the work environment that causes them.
“It is to change the living conditions of more people.”
The police officer said: "We completely understand that Mr. Guo Yu feels hesitant."
It is not easy to stand up.
"The experts told us."
The police officer said: "Many people don't realize that this is actually an alternative, very difficult to detect workplace PUA. It will gradually wear down people's will and make them gradually lose the motivation and courage to resist..."
The half-hour card validity period had just expired. Yu Tang held his breath and tried to reintroduce the character when he suddenly heard a familiar trigger word.
The anti-PUA card was triggered by the keyword and started working again, unceremoniously throwing him back into his sea of consciousness.
…
Yu Tang was supported by the doctor and tried his best to stand steadily, then raised his head with cold sweat dripping down his face.
His face was still as white as a mirror, but the thick fog and confusion just now seemed to have been dispersed. Yu Tang pressed the list in his pocket, slowly stood up, and reached out for the document.
He couldn't quite speak yet, as the exchange with the police had already taken all his strength, but he could hear.
He has come out, but many people are still trapped inside.
Their fate is easily controlled and they are easily abandoned. They don't know what the future holds and can't find a way out, so they fall deeper and deeper.
The psychologist looked at him with some concern in his eyes and patted Yu Tang lightly on the back.
Yu Tang took the document and signed his name stroke by stroke.
Sui Si was living in the villa that Ke Ming had just bought.
He could no longer go to the studio. As soon as he showed up, he would be surrounded by a swarm of people. The address of the small apartment he bought for Ke Ming was originally known only by a few paparazzi, but now it has been sold everywhere.
After Ke Ming finished recording the show, he took Sui Si home and told him not to think about anything and just rest and adjust himself.
… How is it possible to think of nothing
Sui Si didn't want to read the news online, but he couldn't help himself. He was questioned, criticized, and speculated again and again, and even the fan club quarreled in the silence of the studio's long inaction.
More and more people began to doubt that even if they paid to buy the data, every time Sui Si opened Weibo, the number of fans continued to drop by tens of thousands a day.
The private messages in the background have been filled up for a long time, and you can already know what is said in them without even looking at them.
These days, Sui Si would occasionally think of the time when Yu Tang had just married him.
Yu Tang was only 22 years old that year, and if he studied normally, he would have just graduated from college. Behind those loving scenes, Yu Tang's phone was almost flooded with private messages.
Those were private messages from fans of him and Ke Ming, a couple. They were full of insults and everything. They were far more nasty than what he saw today, and the viciousness could almost penetrate the screen and pour out.
Yu Tang started to have nightmares during that period. Sometimes he was so tired that he fell asleep in the car, and suddenly woke up in a cold sweat. It took him a long time to react to what the people around him were saying to him.
Yu Tang became less and less talkative, and every time he touched his phone, he would get so nervous that he would sweat all over. He had deleted his Weibo account, and those people somehow found out that it was him who was hiding behind Sui Si Studio, and they went to the studio's comment section to curse him.
Sui Si didn't think the matter was serious at that time.
He has been criticized before. Those ignorant Xiaowei fans of Ke Ming, who could not accept the half-true and half-false gossip such as "Ke Ming made his debut with the help of a financial sponsor behind him" and "The movie emperor spent money to pave the way for new traffic", have vented their anger in his comment section and private messages.
They are all being criticized, so what difference does it make
With time, things will naturally get better with new hot gossip.
Sui Si felt that Yu Tang's ability to withstand pressure was too weak, so he did not agree to Yu Tang's request to find someone else to manage the studio account. He opened his Weibo, clicked on the private messages one by one and showed them to him, teaching him how to not take it to heart.
Yu Tang has always been very hardworking. As long as you teach him a general idea about something and don't worry about it, he will be able to figure it out on his own after a while.
Just like this incident, after this period of time, Yu Tang no longer felt upset because of these private messages.
…
Now, Sui Si himself was put up there to be tortured, and he finally had a vague idea of what it felt like.
Sui Si pressed the phone screen hard to turn off the phone, switched the phone to silent mode, and threw it back on the sofa.
He was actually not used to living in this villa. The first floor was all Ke Ming's practice room, with a floor-to-ceiling mirror taking up an entire wall. He couldn't help feeling nervous when he stood in. The second floor had a fully functional recording studio and composing room, but he didn't know how to use them. After looking through the double-layer soundproof glass several times, he still couldn't figure out the purpose of the equipment.
There was a video room in the basement. Ke Ming copied a lot of movies for him, covering all kinds of themes and eras. There were thousands of them mixed together, so that he could watch them to entertain himself when he was bored.
Ke Ming also knew that he would not be used to living there, so he took him to see the particularly exquisite garden, and explained apologetically that it was already decorated when he bought it. After a while, when it was stable, he could decorate it however Sui Si wanted.
Sui Si was not in the mood, so he forced a smile and agreed casually.
These days, Ke Ming has had no time to take care of anything else. He has been running around and building relationships for his affairs, which is already tiring enough.
He shouldn't bother Ke Ming with these things.
Sui Si did not mention the fact that he was not used to living there anymore, but he found an opportunity to ask Ke Ming if he could have an assistant. He could not leave the villa, and he did not know what Ke Ming was doing. An assistant could at least help run errands and communicate between him and Ke Ming.
Ke Ming agreed and said it would be done as soon as possible.
Three days have passed now, and Ke Ming was probably too busy to remember this matter.
Sui Si took two sleeping pills and swallowed them with water.
He had trouble falling asleep recently, and under the influence of the medicine, he slept for half the afternoon. When he woke up, he touched his phone and turned on the screen, which showed a row of red missed call reminders.
Sui Si’s sleepiness was gone, his heart skipped a beat, and cold sweat broke out.
The call earlier was from Ke Ming's agent.
He called more than a dozen times but no one answered. Ke Ming's agent then sent him a long and dense message. At a glance, the words "inquiry", "police" and "something happened" were particularly eye-catching.
Sui Si felt a chill on his back. He sat up straight and clicked on the remaining missed calls and text messages.
Nie Chi contacted him after a long time, saying that the Sui family wanted to ask him something and asked him to reply after seeing the message.
I received several calls from the company.
The last call was unfamiliar to him. It was made ten minutes ago. The number prefix was a landline number used by administrative and judicial departments, with a local area code.
Sui Si's legs were shaking badly, he was panicking, and he didn't know what had happened. He didn't dare to answer any calls immediately, so he opened Weibo first, logged into the studio's official account, and clicked several times before he finally clicked into the backstage.
Ke Ming had already disbanded his studio, and he had no other way to contact the outside world. He could only follow the contact information Yu Tang left him and go to a few cadres of the fan club to inquire about the situation.
They are one of the few fans who are willing to stay.
These people have not left yet, and they are trying their best to argue with everyone. They insist on waiting for him to tell them that Yu Tang is fine, but there was an accident in the studio recently, which has been dealt with.
Sui Si opened the Weibo backend and just turned a page when he suddenly froze.
An intense fear swept over him completely.
All the avatars of those fans have been removed, and no matter how you scroll down, there is only an empty black default background color.
For several fan groups, no matter how I click on them, there are grey disbanded reminders.
The most recent private message came from the vice-president of the fan club, a young girl who had just graduated from college. She had a very good relationship with Yu Tang and would often kick all those little fans off the microphone without giving any explanation, and would fiercely hold up rockets to urge Yu Tang to go off the live broadcast and take a break.
She has cleared all her Weibo posts, including those in which she tried her best to explain to others that “there must have been some misunderstanding” and “Teacher Sui has always been very good to Xiao Yu”, have all been deleted.
She has completely blocked the idol she tried so hard to protect. No matter what news he gets, all she hears is a glaring red exclamation mark.
In the last private message, she sent me countless photos, filling up the entire screen.
They are all Yu Tang being photographed and videotaped at the entrance of the coffee shop.
Yu Tang looked at the dazzling sunlight outside the door.
He didn't remember his home and didn't dare to go out. His face was pale, and there was fear and confusion in his eyes that he always gently and carefully hid during the live broadcast and never revealed to them.