Seven hours before Yang Fan and Shisan reviewed "The Sea Swallow", in Beijing.
Today's Yanjing is just like usual, with heavy traffic and crowds of people, with at least hundreds of thousands of passengers coming in and out every day.
It is the national political center, the national cultural center, and even one of the national economic centers.
Unfortunately, there is no Youzhou Tower here, so there is no "Song of Climbing Youzhou Tower" by Chen Ziang: I see no ancients in front of me, and no future generations behind me. Thinking of the vastness of the world, I am alone and shed tears.
This is where Thirteen has stayed for four years, and this is also where Twelve has devoted his life.
I didn't have a normal schooling for several years, and spent most of my life studying and working in places where no one knew me.
Back then, 60,000 people mysteriously disappeared and did not reappear until 18 years later.
Even if they return to the light of day, no one will know what happened to them during their disappearance.
The mystery was not solved until thirty years later.
There are too many unsung heroes who cannot see the light.
Instead, some actors are in power, who have no virtue or ability to influence the outlook on life and values of several generations of young people.
Thirteen is not interested in celebrity artists, otherwise she would have been more willing to introduce Liu Yueyue to Yang Fan instead of Liu Qianqian.
Before noon, there was chaos somewhere in the capital.
"Twelve is back!"
A group of people looked terrified.
"No, it's her sister who's back."
Someone explained, but still looked panicked.
An old lady with silver hair had a calm face but cold eyes. She had sword-like eyebrows which were rare among ordinary people. She looked very stern and majestic.
"Mrs. Wen, it was because of your guarantee that we allowed our twelfth sister to leave Yanjing. Now that this has happened, it may easily cause trouble. Won't you say something?" Someone questioned the silver-haired old lady.
The old lady of the Wen family stared at the man with a cold look.
The man didn't dare to look Mrs. Wen in the eye and looked away.
"Everyone is responsible for what happened to Twelve." Old Lady Wen said coldly, "In her last moments, she refused to lie down, fearing that she would not wake up. She only wanted to leave more data for future generations."
Everyone lowered their heads.
"After she died, what did the world have to do with her?" The old lady's emotions fluctuated a little: "Why did she fight so hard? I wanted her to live a normal life like her peers for a few years. The world will continue to turn without her, but you can't leave her. You insist on asking me for her to come back."
The meeting room was silent for a long time.
Someone said, "Now is not the time to talk about this. The master key is already confirmed to be in the possession of Sister Twelve. How can we get her to hand it over? We are a democratic society, and no one can be a dictator. The trick left by Sister Twelve will set our country back in history."
"Yes, the artificial intelligence that has entered the market is already terrifying. If the main control is not restricted by multiple people and multiple programs, let alone anything else, as long as it wants, the multiple programs of the nuclear code will be useless in front of it. Even if it is physically isolated, it can be infiltrated if you are not careful." Someone else said.
Everyone was talking at once, and it wasn't much different from a brainstorming meeting in a small company.
Old Madam Wen sneered, "You are too suspicious of Twelve and her sister, so the current situation has come about. I advise you not to do anything excessive without my permission, so as to avoid a big mess. I am serious. Twelve may be kind and obedient, but her sister is not, and she is very disgusted with you because of your mistakes and faults. Let me tell you, if something happens to Twelve's sister again, the controller will be left without a master, and no one will take on the role of her mother and instill her life philosophy and values. You can imagine the consequences yourself."
The conference room fell silent again.
In the afternoon, after the meeting, Wen's mother, who was far away in Chengdu, received a call from the old lady.
"Thirteen is fully recovered!" The old lady only said this, and Wen's mother felt like she was struck by lightning.
The old lady knew it first, which meant that Thirteen’s recovery did not develop in the direction that Wen’s mother hoped.
Although Wen Ma didn't know what specific scientific research Twelve had conducted throughout his life, she also didn't know what Thirteen had studied with Twelve after he went to Yanjing.
But she knows that artificial intelligence is one of them.
And Wen's mother also knew that Thirteen didn't like Yanjing and didn't like the old lady.
It was because of the old lady that Twelve lost his freedom and normal life since childhood.
After Thirteen went to Yanjing, he joined Twelve halfway because he wanted to help his son, Twelve, whose mentality was like that of a child in some aspects of life, return to normal life.
In the end, before Thirteen could help his sister regain her freedom, something happened to his sister.
Afterwards, Thirteen couldn't bear the blow and blocked that memory.
At the same time, she hated everyone around her, including the old lady, and even became estranged from her parents.
Thirteen recovered, he must have done something that scared people like the old lady.
The old lady had no choice but to call Wen Ma, her mother, for help.
"I'll come see Thirteen later." After saying a few words, Wen's mother hung up the phone with the old lady.
She wasn't sure either.
No, not at all.
Even if it was the past, she would never mention the past, let alone comfort Thirteen.
I can only accompany Thirteen silently, or talk about other things.
After returning home and talking with Wen's father for a long time, Wen's mother decided to fly to Shancheng.
Wen's mother has already bought the flight route to Rongcheng.
But as soon as the helicopter flew out of Chengdu and entered the wilderness, the pilot's face changed.
"Autopilot program activated!"
The helicopter made a big turn and flew back towards Chengdu.
The pilot wanted to deactivate the autopilot mode, but was unexpectedly rejected because he did not have permission.
After the plane returned, Wen's mother was silent.
Obviously, the younger daughter didn't want her to go over.
But Wen Ma doesn’t think artificial intelligence is that scary. If it was really powerful and omnipotent, Twelve would not have gotten into trouble.
No matter how wise he is, Twelve is still just flesh and blood.
Thirteen was the same. He would block his memory due to drastic emotional fluctuations and go back to that sunny afternoon four years ago to meet Twelve whom he hadn't seen for many years.
She even eliminated all marks of the Twelve Existences.
Thirteenth aunt’s house.
After Liu Qianqian came over, she didn't care about Aunt Thirteen's existence. After asking Guoguo about Yang Fan's whereabouts, she went into the kitchen to find him.
They hadn't seen each other for just one afternoon, but as soon as the girl saw Yang Fan she wanted to hug him again.
Yang Fan is not in sage mode now, but he doesn’t care much about her either. He is new and likes to play.
"Help me wash that bundle of vegetables." Yang Fan ordered after she held it for a few seconds.
Liu Qianqian let him go and went to wash the vegetables while saying, "I thought we could eat as soon as we got here."
"You're wishing. I've been waiting for you to come and make it together." Yang Fan used the blade of a knife to slice the garlic on the eucalyptus board, then peeled it and chopped it into pieces.
"Hmph, you're wishing. After dinner, I'm going home to sleep tonight." Liu Qianqian was very proud.
It would have been fine if she didn't mention it, but as soon as she mentioned Yang Fan, she felt that her small universe began to gather energy again.