At present, the investigation is still progressing in an orderly manner.
Wen Er was locked up in a military detention room.
His range of movement was restricted. He sat dejectedly on a chair, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and he looked miserable.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Wen Er raised his head, and when he saw who was coming, his gray pupils shrank slightly.
… Pu Ying.
This was the first time Pu Ying came to see him in person since being locked up.
Pu Ying did not let anyone follow in. As soon as he entered, he had someone turn off all the surveillance equipment in the detention room.
Wen Er said hoarsely: "Pu Ying...what do you mean?"
He hasn't taken care of himself for many days, and you can tell how miserable he is now.
Having lost his position as the head of the research institute, Wen Er could do nothing but watch as those people turned the terminal over and checked it, trying to find every piece of data that had been modified to cover up the truth.
Just yesterday, the record of the operation that illegally unlocked the terminal security protection four months ago, which caused the database to be exposed to danger, was finally turned out.
With this record, Wen Er must bear at least 60% of the responsibility for the previous data theft incident.
"Turned off the surveillance so you can take a closer look at how embarrassing I am?"
Wen Er looked at Pu Ying. His emotions had already gone out of control under the continuous high-pressure interrogation. His tone became uncontrollable and sharp: "Are you very glad?"
Pu Ying: "What?"
Wen Er stared at him: "You have always wanted to get rid of me... Congratulations, you have made considerable progress."
Pu Ying didn't say anything.
He poured Wen Er a glass of water, placed it on the table in front of Wen Er, then took a chair and sat across the table from Wen Er.
He has never had any emotional fluctuations, but in Wen Er's eyes under such circumstances, this calmness turned into a more obvious and unignorable irony.
Wen Er was so irritated by this kind of ridicule that he lost his mind, and the tyranny hidden in his nature was completely out of control: "... Enough!"
"Don't pretend to be kind here... You have been planning to deal with me for a long time, right?"
"You don't want to be normal at all, you just like to stay like this. Do you know what you are?"
Wen Er's eyes were filled with coldness: "You are a monster, a defective product that can never be saved. You will never see the light of day, and you can only be a shadow hiding in the gutter..."
Pu Ying interrupted him: "Wen Er."
Wen Er's chest heaved violently as he stared at him, his expression almost ferocious.
Pu Ying didn't say anything. He turned his head and looked at the mirror on the wall next to the prison cell.
At this point, he should ask Wen Er, "Have you always looked at me like this?"
He didn't want to do it anymore.
He doesn't have to worry. Wen Er's research conclusions have certain deviations. He just "can't clearly feel complex emotions", but not "can't distinguish them".
Pu Yingqi has always been able to discern the unspoken words hidden beneath Wen Er's tenderness and affection every time she looks at him.
Pu Ying thought for a moment and said to Wen Er, "I will feel a little uncomfortable."
Wen Er's pupils narrowed slightly: "What?"
"People say I'm a monster, that's a problem." Pu Ying said, "I feel uncomfortable when you think I'm a monster and a defective product."
Wen Ermo looked at him in bewilderment, as if he had heard something extremely funny and absurd.
Pu Ying continued: "There are some deviations in your research."
"We can only become complete if we have enough opportunities to obtain enough parts from the outside world to supplement our personality."
Pu Ying said: "Your treatment method is wrong. We should not be isolated and deliberately guided... We should not be treated as patients."
Wen Er suddenly laughed.
He had been manipulated at will these days and was filled with resentment. He finally found an opportunity to vent his anger, and the sarcasm and arrogance on his face had even begun to be undisguised.
Wen Er looked at Pu Ying, his expression became calm and peaceful, his voice slowed down strangely: "... Pu Ying, do you know what the success rate is for patients who are sent to a mental hospital and want to prove that they are not mentally ill?"
Pu Ying shook his head.
"It's zero." Wen Er said, "Even if they are not sick, if they want to explain it, they can fit it into reasonable pathological psychology logic."
Wen Er leaned towards her and lowered his voice: "You too."
He saw with his own eyes that Pu Ying had people turn off the surveillance. The military detention room had an anti-eavesdropping function that would block all recording equipment.
Without evidence, he could say these things with confidence.
"I am the most authoritative expert on electronic storms in the entire alliance. The conclusion I draw is the official conclusion."
"It's not you, nor me, who determines whether you are sick... it's the most cutting-edge papers."
"In my latest paper, I proposed that the best way to treat patients like you is to establish a long-term, stable, and exclusive spousal relationship. This paper has been published in an S-level journal and won an award."
"Who do you think the outside world will believe, and who do our two families believe?"
Wen Er's voice was chilly, and there was a nervous light in his gray eyes: "Is it me or you?"
Pu Ying didn't answer, he met Wen Er's gaze.
He had read too much information about Wen Er, and his family asked him to better understand Wen Er. Almost all of the video, audio and text records of Pu Ying's childhood were with Wen Er.
Wen Er took him to study and did the homework assigned by the tutor with him.
Wen Er taught him to play the piano.
He let go of the sparrows that Wen Er had caught for the experiment. Wen Er watched the sparrows flapping their wings and running away. She was angry but helpless, so she had to take him back to redesign the experiment.
… These images, which were already strange enough in the first place, overlapped with the even stranger people in front of them and disappeared completely.
"I have left enough escape routes for myself, Pu Ying. They can't convict me... At most I can wait two or three years and avoid the limelight. Those private laboratories that want to improve their impact factors will fight over me."
Wen Er continued, "Your inheritance rights are all with me. Marry me and I will treat you personally. This is a natural thing to do."
"Everyone is happy."
Wen Er spoke slowly: "This way, I can get out of this trouble smoothly. Your parents and family can rest assured. Our family will not have any conflicts because of you investigating me. Everyone will be satisfied..."
Pu Ying: "My feelings are not included in your consideration."
Wen Er laughed: "You still don't understand... Pu Ying, whether you have feelings or not is not something you can decide."
Wen Er looked at him, his eyes even showing some pity: "Weren't you scolded by your family when you returned home this time? They thought you were a cold-blooded monster, so you must be a cold-blooded monster."
"They have already determined that you are incapable of developing feelings. Even if you don't think so, what's the point?"
Wen Er disagreed: "Besides, what can you feel? Angry? Unwilling? These are meaningless, Pu Ying, you—"
"It hurts a lot." Pu Ying said.
Wen Er's voice suddenly paused.
The corner of his eye twitched violently and he raised his head. This time he looked at Pu Ying as if he was looking at a monster.
Wen Er's throat moved slightly. He looked at Pu Ying, and his voice suddenly became hoarse: "... What did you say?"
Pu Ying added: "It's not because of you."
Wen Er: “…”
Pu Ying took out a few of the latest S-level journals and placed them on the table.
Wen Er had not given him the opportunity to explain his purpose until now, when Pu Ying finally had the chance to say: "I am not here to see you embarrassed. I came here for two things today. The first is to inform you..."
Pu Ying said: "You are no longer an authority in the field of electronic storms."
Wen Er's face suddenly turned pale.
His pupils felt as if they were pierced by a needle. The uneasiness that had been forcibly ignored and suppressed finally rose up completely, swallowing him up completely.
Wen Er wondered why and opened his mouth several times, but no sound came out.
"A hacker has cracked your computer key."
Pu Ying did not let him be confused for too long and opened the journal: "He made public the most complete and most comprehensive data on the victims of the electronic storm that you have secretly compiled over the years."
Wen Er hissed: "... How is it possible?!"
… How could someone crack the key and see the contents? !
Wen Er couldn't believe it at all: "I clearly set up an automatic deletion program! That computer is absolutely safe. No one except me can see what's in my computer..."
Pu Ying: "Luo Ran said that he had also hacked into your computer and seen the contents inside."
"I let him in on purpose! I wanted to trick him!"
Wen Er's eyes were red, and he almost looked hysterical: "I deleted his key a long time ago! Even if we can get his iris data, unless someone can remember all the operations at that time, trace back from the background, and reverse crack-"
His voice stopped abruptly.
A horrible thought suddenly came to his mind and gripped Wen Er's throat, preventing him from uttering a single word.
"After the data is erased of the specific information of the parties involved, it will be displayed publicly and everyone can access it for free."
Pu Ying didn't know what Wen Er was thinking, so she continued, "Someone has already come up with preliminary results and corrected the deviations in your research and the wrong treatment plan."
"In the past few days, he has published a series of related papers that have been widely recognized and cited in the field... Most of the journals that originally published your papers have issued urgent errata statements and promised to speed up the investigation and retract all the papers involved."
Pu Ying: "I'm not a professional. In today's morning news, the journal reviewer from the Science Department said that your era is over."
Wen Er slumped in the chair.
His eyes had almost turned deathly grey, and he stared at Pu Ying blankly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Pu Ying: "I told you."
Wen Er opened his mouth but couldn't refute.
… Pu Ying did say that.
When I first started talking to him, Pu Ying had already said twice that his research was biased and his treatment plan was wrong.
He was too confident, he thought he had arranged everything securely enough... He didn't expect someone could break into his computer.
How long has it been? How can someone have such strong scientific research ability that he can write a highly recognized and widely cited revised paper in such a short time
Wen Er suddenly had an even more terrifying idea. He frantically flipped through those journals, forcing himself to open his eyes wide and read all the papers.
He felt as if a bone-chilling blade had stabbed him in the chest, mercilessly and fiercely.
Pu Ying is indeed not a professional.
Among these papers, what was most fatal to him was not the errata of the research and treatment plans, but the two most inconspicuous small papers that were inserted in between.
Even though his research and treatment plan were wrong, he could still argue that it was due to his own lack of ability. He only came to the wrong conclusion due to the limitations of objective conditions and personal ability, and it was an unintentional mistake without any malicious intent.
However, he published two small papers as a tie-in. One of them directly used the data he collected to prove the conclusion that "high-frequency detection will seriously harm the body of the detector", and the other one directly questioned the data of his papers published four months ago.
He originally had the opportunity to use this time difference to urgently apply for special contribution asylum regulations to exonerate himself.
Although it is inevitable to be a little embarrassed, to fail once, and to lose everything you have now... but at least you can get out of it and have a chance to make a comeback.
Once these papers are published, they will completely block all the escape routes he has left for himself.
And that little essay, which no one noticed and took up only a quarter of a page, filled the loophole in the league's laws and ultimately proved all of his crimes.
These papers pushed Wen Er into a desperate situation.
"The paper was published anonymously, the corresponding author is pu.y, and my identity ID is registered."
Pu Ying said: "But I don't know the author of the paper."
Wen Er did not question Pu Ying. He fell exhausted into the chair and closed his eyes.
… He knows.
Wen Er hardly needed to expend any extra effort to speculate on the authors of these papers and the true identity of the hacker who broke into his computer.
The shadow had already appeared in his mind.
The "Pu Ying" hidden in Luo Ran's body who could easily force him into desperate situations every time.
Was that just a new personality that emerged after Luo Ran was lost in the electronic storm and his original personality was gradually devoured and dissolved
…
The half-crazy military leader Zhuang Yu, who had lost all his subordinates and comrades, seemed to be standing in front of Wen Er again.
It has been many years.
After the military team was swallowed up by the electronic storm, Wen Er successfully absolved himself of all responsibility.
Everything went smoothly. He recorded the complete electronic pulses of those people after they were devoured, and his first paper made a splash, establishing a firm foothold in the field of electron storm research. With that paper, he was soon approved to join the Science Department.
Wen Er became the youngest researcher in the Science Department, with numerous award-winning cutting-edge papers and the most abundant research funding. He was full of energy and had a bright future.
A few years later, Zhuang Yu came to see Wen Er alone once.
Zhuang Yu took a gun and wanted to kill Wen Er, but unsurprisingly failed.
Zhuang Yu's consciousness was already hazy, and he was being held down by the person responsible for protecting Wen Er. He did not struggle or resist, but just stared at Wen Er with wide eyes.
Zhuang Yu and Wen Er, why not let him fall into that man-eating light as well.
Zhuang Yu wondered if he knew what it felt like to be trapped in a nightmare forever.
Zhuang Yu kept looking at Wen Er, and there was no trace of life in his eyes. He was dressed in a weird shabby way, and he carried all the belongings left by his fallen comrades with him, and he would fight to the death with anyone who dared to move.
Zhuang Yu was no longer conscious at that time. He held on to the broken things tightly, picked up the things that fell on the ground during the struggle, and held them in his arms.
He began to talk nonsense and told Wen Er that he saw the light again later.
He said that the group ignored him and did not allow him to look for his subordinates.
"Wen Er, you are a murderer."
Zhuang Yu's voice was rough and hoarse, and his voice was extremely low, so low that it was almost just an indistinct murmur with disordered word order.
"You are a murderer. You have sacrificed so many lives in order to study electron storms... Have you really understood your research?"
…
"I have talked to Principal Zhuang, and your research conclusions are wrong."
Pu Ying: "I feel pain because I feel sad."
Wen Er was speechless. He breathed laboriously and raised his eyes to look at Pu Ying.
"I want to express my feelings to my family, but I don't know how to express it and how to gain their trust."
Pu Ying said: "Colonel Zhuang said that he had come into contact with many victims of the electronic storm in order to find his subordinates over the years. There are many people like me who have recovered the ability to feel sad... But this does not make us feel good."
Pu Ying: "Because your paper said that we can disguise and lie."
Even if the conclusion of the paper is overturned, no one will doubt the experts and authorities in this field. Wen Er's theory has led to too many misleading treatment plans.
The victims who emerged from the electronic storm were not complete or stable enough to begin with.
Pu Ying had never seen Luo Ran, but he had always been concerned about his recovery, and witnessed his almost miraculous recovery speed—Luo Ran was filled with his parents' unconditional trust and love. The overflowing satisfaction and determination replenished all the vitality that Luo Ran had lost in the electronic storm.
"Because it was too painful," Pu Ying said, "we gave up this ability and any unnecessary contact with the outside world."
Pu Ying: "If it wasn't so painful, or if someone came to say something to us, we might be able to try to walk out and return to the normal world... The effect is very slow, but this possibility does exist."
Wen Er listened to Pu Ying's words.
He never cared about these non-medical methods, and only regarded them as particularly ridiculous and unreliable folk remedies.
How can you cure someone with just a few words
If these patients can be cured by just talking, then what on earth has he been doing all these years
What did he do with Luo Ran
Wen Er clenched his teeth. He instinctively wanted to argue and deny Pu Ying's words. However, when he met Pu Ying's gaze, his whole body suddenly froze.
Pu Ying looked at him, as if she was looking at another person through him.
… This thought directly defeated Wen Er.
Wen Er was so angry that he lost his mind.
Why is Pu Ying dissatisfied with him
Pu Ying was able to come back because of his research. Why can we see other people through him
Everything he did, all the mistakes he made, were for Pu Ying. He really watched the team sacrificed coldly, because only in this way could he get enough data, write a paper, and further improve the scientific department's search system - otherwise, how could Pu Ying come back
Wen Er's eyes were bloodshot. He struggled desperately, trying to grab Pu Ying's collar, but Pu Ying easily held him down.
"I have something to ask you."
Pu Ying said: "During your research, have you ever discovered... that some electronic storms actually have autonomous consciousness?"
Wen Er stared with his eyes wide open, his voice muffled in his throat: "... What?"
"He went to the deepest part of the Aurora." Pu Ying said, "I thought he was trapped inside and wanted to help him, but he refused."
"He told me that he didn't need help, it was me who needed help."
Pu Ying: "After saying that, he threw me out of the electronic storm."
There was no color on Wen Er's face. He looked at Pu Ying with an incredible expression. He felt that he must have heard the most bizarre nonsense, but Pu Ying never lied.
… Pu Ying would never lie, he always knew it.
No matter if it was the Pu Ying who followed him when he was a child, secretly let go of the sparrow he was going to dissect, and then came back to apologize, or the current Pu Ying who came back from the electronic storm, who can neither laugh nor love.
He always knew.
It was he who distorted the facts. He deliberately gave the wrong guidance in order to gain the trust of his relatives in Pu Ying and force Pu Ying to his side.
Over the years, he has always made the Pu family firmly believe that it was he who saved Pu Ying in the beginning, and he is the only one who can save Pu Ying in the future.
"It's not you." Pu Ying said, "He saved me."
"He saved me more than once."
Pu Ying said: "From now on, I will save myself."
Wen Er's pupils trembled violently.
The last bit of shaky foundation he had left seemed to be completely destroyed by these words.
"Don't say that... Pu Ying, please." Wen Er's throat was already filled with the smell of blood. He stretched out his hand and tugged at Pu Ying's arm. "You know how much I have paid for you."
"Because of you... I have nothing now, Pu Ying."
Wen Er said in a hoarse voice: "I can't convince you. You asked me to contact our two families and I told them. They believe me. They saw everything I did to you..."
Pu Ying nodded: "Okay."
Wen Er's eyes narrowed.
Pu Ying agreed so easily that he felt something was wrong.
He was sure that there would be no flaws in his disguise in front of the two elders. Pu Ying's parents and grandfather believed him even more. Even if something happened now, there was no faction from the Pu family or the Wen family among the forces targeting him these days.
Pu Ying had someone turn off the surveillance camera himself, so he couldn't keep any evidence of what they said here. When they met in front of the two elders, no matter what Pu Ying said, he could deny it flatly.
He liked Pu Ying so much, no one would believe that he would call Pu Ying a "monster", threaten Pu Ying, and ignore Pu Ying's pain.
Wen Er looked at Pu Ying. He no longer had the energy to guess whether there was any problem that he had overlooked.
"Pu Ying..." Wen Er whispered, "What else did you do? Did you also factor this into your plan?"
Pu Ying shook his head: "It's not me."
He just received a call asking him to come to Wen Er and read the lines sent to his phone from beginning to end.
That phone call also called more than one person. This cell was specially built for interrogation. In addition to the shielding system, the one-way mirror on the entire wall can also switch modes and become a completely transparent light curtain.
Behind the light curtain is an observation room that can monitor the interrogation room from the outside.
There was no need to record everything Wen Er said to him and everything he did.
…
Sensing Pu Ying's gaze, Wen Er shuddered slightly and looked at the one-way mirror.
He thought that he couldn't endure any more hardship, until now, he finally understood the real meaning of Zhuang Yu's words "letting others manipulate your fate at will, and being crushed by the wheel of fate".
His eyes glowed white in the one-way mirror, which gradually turned into a transparent light curtain.
He couldn't move and looked at the person on the other side of the light curtain.
There was a look of despair in Wen Er's eyes.
"Grandpa, Grandpa Wen."
Pu Ying stood up and asked: "Can I leave now?"
Pu Sicun did not speak, but stood silently in another observation room.
He heard everything, heard Wen Er's contempt and threats towards Pu Ying, heard all of Wen Er's conspiracies, and heard Pu Ying say it hurt.
This was the first time he faced such a situation—he didn't even know how to make it up to Pu Ying.
"… Wait a moment."
Pu Sicun spoke in a hoarse voice, his old face full of regret: "Your parents have also seen this. If you are not in a hurry, go home and have a simple meal first..."
"It's a little urgent." Pu Ying said.
Pu Sicun frowned.
Wen Er had already been caught, and he couldn't think of anything that Pu Ying needed to worry about.
Pu Sicun didn't want to force Pu Ying anymore. He stopped looking at Wen Er and tried to soften his tone: "What are you doing?"
"The National Geographic's Extreme Exploration Project will open at 3:00 this afternoon."
Pu Ying looked down at her watch and said, "There are still ten minutes left. If I can get there now, I should still be in time."
Pu Ying: "I have consulted and Luo Ran will attend the opening ceremony."
Pu Sicun: “…”
Wen Er was dragged up from the chair. He was deeply stung by the word "". He turned his head desperately and looked at Pu Ying in disbelief.
…Does Pu Ying know who Luo Ran is
Luo Ran is a tool he uses to vent his selfish desires, a test subject he uses to find a way to cure Pu Ying, and the substitute he has found that is most similar to Pu Ying.
For the past three years, he has been committed to turning Luo Ran into Pu Ying—and he has almost succeeded.
If it weren't for that shadow, Luo Ran would probably have been working as a researcher under him by now, just like when they were all young, he wanted little Pu Ying to work with him.
He always wanted Pu Ying to stay by his side, and it didn't matter if she caused trouble or let the experimental animals go, as long as she stayed with him and did the research he liked.
All his obsession, greed and unwillingness towards Pu Ying were projected onto Luo Ran. He mistook Luo Ran for Pu Ying until Pu Ying came back from the storm and broke all his illusions.
Wen Er looked at Pu Ying. His eyes were already sore and his vision was beginning to blur, but he still looked at Pu Ying in astonishment and confusion.
What is the relationship between Pu Ying and Luo Ran
Does Pu Ying know that Luo Ran was just a substitute for him from the beginning to the end
…
“I’m a fan of Luo Ran.”
Pu Ying was in a hurry, so he packed up his things and found his copy of "Teach You Photography in 10 Days": "Grandpa, I want to get an autograph."