12 minutes and 30 seconds.
Yu Tang and the system worked together, relying on tight logical calculations and route mapping, to urgently empty Wen Er's house of all valuables.
One of the key targets of care is this treatment room that Wen Er spent a huge amount of money to build in order to imprison Luo Ran.
After learning about the prices of those medical instruments, the system threw itself into the work of transporting the experience points with great enthusiasm and dedication.
Yu Tang was in charge of collecting small medical devices and medicines. He did not choose to exchange them all directly, but quickly kept a few as backup and temporarily stored them in the system's warehouse.
Wen Er was delayed for 42 seconds by the video call.
In the last 42 seconds of overtime, the temporary righteous thief carried a sack and did the final cleaning of the treatment room.
Yu Tang carried away a 4D high-tech smart mattress that integrates sleep monitoring, massage, light music, and vibration alarm functions.
The system seized the door.
"… Host."
The system didn't expect Wen Er to open the video call. It opened the door of the clinic and stopped in Yu Tang's sea of consciousness, a little nervous: "We—"
Yu Tang carried the mattress: "Shh."
The system flashed a small red light and quickly turned down the volume.
The timing was just right. A few seconds before Wen Er got out of the car, Yu Tang's consciousness had returned to his body along with the system.
The distance was so close that they could clearly hear Wen Er's rapid and intense heartbeat in their sea of consciousness.
The system reported quietly: "Host, his stress index has increased by 37%."
Wen Er is an extremely rational madman. Even when his left front wheel was inexplicably taken away, the SUV he was driving was wildly out of control, and his life was hanging by a thread, his stress index only rose by 20%.
This emergency situation was undoubtedly seriously beyond his ability to control and handle.
"Add a little more information." Yu Tang said, "Block Wen Er's communication frequency."
This kind of shielding is very easy for the system. Compared with breaking into Wen Er's computer, it is just a piece of cake.
The system flashed a small red light, the call interface instantly went black, the picture was abruptly cut off, and the shabby and somewhat desolate treatment room also disappeared into darkness.
Yu Tang pulled the computer from his sea of consciousness and started typing rapidly on the keyboard.
The system closed the door of the clinic and came over quietly: "Host, what are you doing?"
Yu Tang said without even looking up: "Hack Pu Ying's grandfather's phone and completely delete the video of this chat."
system:"… "
This kind of hacker attack is actually just a piece of cake for the system.
"Host, I just can't break into Wen Er's computer... Pu Sicun's phone has no special protection, so it's easy to hack into it. The basic setting program can complete it."
The system was a little worried that it had lost the trust of the host, so it turned on the light screen and called up all the advertisements of the system training center: "Let us do it, it can be more convenient than the host's manual operation. The operation is fast and leaves no traces, it is more like data corruption caused by accident..."
Yu Tang asked: "Why don't you leave any traces?"
The system was stunned.
It actually felt strange as well. Why not take this opportunity to let Pu Ying's grandfather see the situation in the clinic clearly so that he would become suspicious of Wen Er
But it is hard to figure out what Yu Tang’s intention is with his current actions.
"This mistake is too low-level." said Yu Tang.
To Wen Er, this mistake was too low-level, so low-level that it would never happen to him.
During the twenty years that Pu Ying was absent, Wen Er had been comforting Pu Ying's father and mother who had lost their only son, regularly visiting Pu Ying's grandfather, and reporting to the Pu family on the latest research progress related to electronic storms.
He became the son of Pu Ying's parents, the comfort and hope of the Pu family. He seemed to have successfully replaced the missing Pu Ying's position in the Pu family.
"Pu Ying's grandfather knew Wen Er very well."
Yu Tang said: "No matter the purpose of this contact, he will not believe that Wen Er would be so foolish as to take the initiative to bring people to see such a shabby clinic without even a door."
After the initial shock, everyone will calm down and realize the unreasonableness of the whole thing.
Wen Er will have a chance to sort out his thoughts. He will find that the fence and alarm system have been damaged. Even if he can't believe it, he will come to the conclusion that someone sneaked into the manor and stole an entire clinic.
Pu Sicun has been in charge of the Pu family for many years and has been able to restore the joint consortium of the two families to its past glory. It is impossible for him to easily believe what he sees.
"Oh right." Yu Tang suddenly remembered, "What is the name of the consortium that the two companies joined? I always feel that this setting is a bit familiar."
The system was stunned for a moment, and went back to look through the plot settings: "No... This book doesn't have any more detailed settings on this aspect."
Yu Tang just asked casually, he didn't take it seriously, hacked into Pu Sicun's phone and deleted the video call record.
When logging out, Yu Tang's hands shook and he "accidentally" left behind Wen Er's IP address.
…
In reality, Wen Er saw the call was suddenly disconnected, and his face turned pale in an instant.
He didn't care about Luo Ran, and frantically tried various methods to restore communication, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find any signal.
Wen Er could even continue to receive communication invitations from the Pu family.
He tried hard to click on those invitations, but every time he clicked the connect button, he would watch helplessly as the communication connection was forcibly disconnected due to unstable signal.
Wen Er stuffed Luo Ran into the passenger seat, jumped into the car, and stepped hard on the accelerator.
He ran away from the manor as fast as he could, constantly checking the signals of all communication equipment.
Five minutes later, a faint electric sound finally began to come from the intercom.
"Contact the Pu family... Contact the Pu family immediately!"
Wen Er's voice was very hoarse: "They said my communication signal was hijacked and I was on my way back to the research institute. I didn't hang up the phone. I will give them a reasonable explanation..."
There was no response from the intercom.
Wen Er gripped the steering wheel tightly.
For the first time, he felt truly uneasy. A strong feeling of suffocation gripped him tightly, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead.
…
"Is the host trying to simulate Wen'er's behavior pattern?"
The system controlled Wen Er's intercom, and understood what was happening. It looked up the idiom dictionary: "To catch is to let go, to cover up makes it more obvious, to praise is to suppress first, to speak is to hold back..."
Yu Tang smiled and said, "Not entirely."
Although the scene I just saw was exciting, if I do nothing and wait for everyone to regain their senses, there will still be a chance to explain everything clearly.
But now it's completely too late.
Wen Er suddenly cut off the call, repeatedly rejected the communication invitations sent by the Pu family, and even hacked Pu Sicun's phone...
No matter how much you explain and make amends in the future, it will only make the truth more obvious.
Once doubt is planted, there is no possibility of it being completely eradicated.
It will take root quietly in people's hearts, grow in the most hidden places, and destroy precarious trust at critical moments.
Wen Er was too confident. He thought that the feelings between people were just cold chips, and he could easily confuse right and wrong by weaving lies.
He could not have imagined that when a lie gets out of control, it might unearth more truths hidden by the lies.
"More importantly," Yu Tang said, "for humans, subconsciously, what we are more willing to believe is not what we see with our eyes... but our own imagination."
He and the system were trying to steal the house as fast as possible, and the time was too short to handle everything properly.
If the video is still there, it would not be difficult to find clues as long as the Pu family finds someone to take careful screenshots and analyze them.
But now the video is gone.
“People have a very rich imagination.”
Yu Tang used his new experience points to buy three lollipops. He picked a pomegranate flavor and opened the package. “Pu Ying’s grandfather saw the poor and dilapidated clinic in the video chat, and the blood on Luo Ran’s hands.”
Yu Tang: "He has no chance to confirm these images, so the imagination that humans are born with will automatically help him fill in the parts that he couldn't see clearly..."
The system held the notebook, with a screen full of snowflakes: "?"
“… in layman’s terms.”
Yu Tang: "He will make more and more outrageous assumptions, until he believes that Wen Er is the doctor who invented the T virus in Resident Evil."
system:"… "
"Appropriate artistic exaggeration." Yu Tang held a lollipop in his mouth, "How many experience points do we have now?"
“… Still counting, the numbers keep rising.”
The system tried to keep up with his thoughts: "Does the host need to buy anything?"
Yu Tang did not answer immediately.
The real world is in chaos.
Wen Er brought him to the independent office area of the main research institute. This area belonged only to the chief person in charge, and no one else could enter at will without permission.
Wen Er was so overwhelmed by the accident at the Pu family that he had no time to take care of other things. In order to prevent Luo Ran from escaping, he injected a sedative into the unconscious Luo Ran and locked him in a special observation room.
In the short term, Yu Tang will not need to take over his own body.
Yu Tang lay on the high-tech smart mattress in his sea of consciousness. He sucked on the lollipop for a while and asked the system: "In your opinion, I was more like Pu Ying before?"
The system was startled. It flew back and forth a few times, and the mechanical voice was mixed with the sound of nervous electricity: "Host, I—"
"It's okay." Yu Tang patted it, "Just chatting."
The system flew back tremblingly and landed next to Yu Tang.
It certainly thought so.
At that time, it was just a new system that had just completed training, was carrying out its first mission, and was meeting its partner host for the first time.
The system only knows that the host is also a newcomer who has just joined the Affectionate Spare Tire Department. His name is Yu Tang. He has just finished his internship and officially joined the story line as a spare tire tool.
For a whole year, the system failed to detect any unnecessary emotional fluctuations in Yu Tang.
Yu Tang is very responsible. He devotes himself to his work with great enthusiasm and sense of responsibility. He strictly performs the tasks of a tool man according to the plot and has no personal hobbies.
In his free time when he is not responsible for the plot, Yu Tang either sleeps or plays games on a second-hand PSP.
When it was in charge of the third book, the system finally discovered the desire to "get off work" in Yu Tang's sea of consciousness for the first time.
As this desire became stronger, Yu Tang's emotions became richer and richer, with new emotional fluctuations emerging little by little, such as "wanting to slack off", "wanting to skip work", "wanting to speed up the plot", and "wanting to put the protagonists in sacks to directly achieve the great harmony of life".
The system could not help but secretly compare the similarities between Yu Tang, who had just been assigned to the Affectionate Spare Tire Department, and Pu Ying, who had just escaped from the electronic storm.
Yu Tang said, "I'm not like Pu Ying."
"The host doesn't look like one!" The system flashed rainbow lights and tried to circle around him non-stop, "The host has feelings. Little Red Card and I both like the host! There are also many people in the previous book who like the host. They wrote letters a few days ago..."
“… That’s not what I’m talking about.”
Yu Tang was a little confused and pressed the system: "I mean, I'm not like Pu Ying, who was kicked out of the family for three days and really planned to take a camera and a hundred books and drive alone to wander on the streets late at night."
system:"… ?"
Yu Tang brought up a surveillance screen in the corner.
The attitude of the Pu family is still unclear for the time being. The fact that Pu Sicun suddenly contacted Wen Er might mean that he had noticed something and had already developed some suspicions, so he wanted to confirm more things with Wen Er.
But Pu Ying still couldn't understand this for the time being.
Pu Ying was still unable to detect his own emotions. He knew that he did not have any solid evidence and that rashly returning to the imperial capital to apply for investigation authority might bring about consequences. He could also understand the punishment his family would impose on him.
He accepted that everyone in his family treated him as a defective product, accepted that his parents and grandfather trusted Wen Er more, and accepted all the changes that had taken place in the twenty years without him.
He could accept being treated as a monster.
He just felt a little unwell and wanted to try out his newly bought camera according to the tutorial in the photography book.
The system asked in a low voice: "Host, should we help him?"
"He has to find his own way." Yu Tang shook his head, "He needs to find his own way out."
The system said nothing more and gently landed on Yu Tang's shoulder.
Yu Tang: "But I have a recording pen that can testify for him and help him apply for investigation authority. It needs to be left in his car without leaving a trace."
system:"?"
"Host."
The system had a vague sense of foreboding and tried its best to persuade him: "We can use a more tactful and reasonable way..."
"Very reasonable." Yu Tang had already planned it out. "The poor photography student who had ten younger brothers and sisters to support finally had enough money to be hospitalized after extorting 400,000 yuan from him."
system:"… "
Yu Tang: "This poor and sick student happened to be in the ward next to Luo Ran's. He heard Wen Er's threats to Luo Ran and recorded them all."
“…So.”
The system added with difficulty: "Although this student is poor and sick, he is chivalrous and brave, and carries a recorder with him. Did he leave the hospital and take a train to the capital overnight to report Wen Er?"
Yu Tang asked, "Isn't that unreasonable?"
The system couldn't find any details to refute it for a moment, and it remained silent with a flashing red light.
Yu Tang does what he says.
The data of photography students generated before is backed up and archived, which is very convenient to call, saving a lot of effort compared to deliberately generating a new one.
Yu Tang retrieved the relevant data and determined the specific location coordinates of the projection.
"Host." The system suddenly became alert, "How can the host reasonably meet Pu Ying?"
The system quickly deduced the logic: "I can design an encounter where the student takes a recorder to report, but has no way to report and is kicked out. He loses faith in this world and tiredly prepares to buy a train ticket back. On the way, he sees a familiar license plate..."
"It's too troublesome." Yu Tang bit the lollipop stick that he had eaten clean, "It's not the main storyline, push it faster."
system:"… "
The system covered its own camera.
On the light screen, Pu Ying parked the car on the side of the road and opened the book "Teach You Photography in 10 Days".
He had just read the content of the 9th day when he suddenly heard a voice and raised his head.
Pu Ying put the bookmark in place, closed the book in her hand, and opened the car door.
In front of his car, a photography student who was on the verge of dropping out of school and had ten younger brothers and sisters to support, fainted while holding a recorder.