"That's right, it's you. I wasn't locked in this damn thing, I was stealing around... Politely probed the signal, just happened to detect the order they received, the source of the signal is you, absolutely not Wrong, unless I'm blind."
The golden crow pouted, stared at Chu Si's expression for a moment, and said, "But looking at your expression, I have a little doubt that I was really blind at the time."
Chu Si was thinking about this strange thing in his heart, and replied: "Obviously yes."
Golden Crow: "... I'll be polite!"
Chus: "You're welcome."
Golden Crow: "..."
He turned his head and slumped back to the bottom of the cage like a dead dog, as if he never wanted to talk to Chu Si again.
Sae himself is often blocked by Chu Si, and he is happy to see others blocked by Chu Si. He smiled and reminded aloud: "Dear, I have a suggestion."
"What advice?" Chus asked, turning around.
Sae pointed to the top of his head.
The dining table he was sitting on was close to the corner, and a red light the size of a grain of rice was on at the corner of the wall facing him, flashing every few seconds. Red lights like this are almost everywhere in the entire space prison. They are the recording devices of the prison's intelligent system. They are somewhat similar to ordinary surveillance, but they are much more comprehensive.
In addition to the scene, it can also record the temperature, humidity and other things that pure lenses cannot reflect, including communication signals, and even simple analysis and processing.
However, the accuracy and fineness of the analysis will vary slightly depending on the level of the intelligent system.
With today's technology, if the device wants to be concealed, it can be made to be completely integrated with anything, and it can't be seen at all. But the one hundred and thirty-eight devices in the space prison were deliberately made so obvious.
Mainly because the prisoners in the prison have problems from their brains to their bones.
When the space prison was first built, the designers had not figured out the temperament of the prisoners, and the recorders had to be hidden and hidden. As a result, the gang of lunatics gave up their shit all day long, poking holes in different ways, giving full play to the spirit of the minesweepers, and using the method of carpet search, they vowed to find all the surveillance devices and leave none of them.
As soon as a batch is destroyed here, a new batch will be installed there. Load a batch over there, destroy another batch here.
The experience strategy has summed up one set after another, and a mature business chain has been formed so quickly.
The two tortured each other for 50 years, and the design team finally scolded the mother for compromise and switched to another strategy—
They made each recorder like a searchlight, and installed it brightly in every corner. The red light did not leave work for 24 hours, jumped non-stop, and announced to the world in a blind dog's eye posture: Come on. , you come to blow me up!
This sleazy method has miraculously smoothed the prisoners' hair.
Probably thinking that the challenge was too low, the prisoners suddenly lost interest in destroying the recorder. Except for occasionally giving a few middle fingers to the recorder on a whim, they almost regarded the one hundred and thirty-eight devices as farts and went to study other things. thing.
This makes these recorders live as long-lived little bastards.
After Sae's reminder, Chu Si remembered these ubiquitous little bastards.
He immediately dropped the golden crow standing in the cage, strode towards the door on the other side of the restaurant, and through that door was the monitoring center No. 2.
The connection between this disk and other parts of the space prison is on the north side of the relative position, and a large part overlaps with the outer shell of the No. 2 monitoring center. When the connection was disconnected before, it was bombarded a lot, so that the current monitoring center was like a typhoon passing through, and an entire curved wall was bombed.
The metal wall was not blown through, but bulged inward, squeezing and hitting a console.
It's not dead, it just happens to be the one with the smart processor branch.
As soon as Sae entered the door behind Chu Si, he whistled and said, "They really know where to bomb."
Chu Si took care of the console and reconnected the port that was blown off. Without turning his head, he said, "Please stay away from unrelated people."
"Oh, I almost forgot, our chief hated cleaning up the garbage the most in his life, so he must be in a bad mood right now." With a reasonable face, Sae turned his head and raised his eyebrows at the two behind him: "No one, let's go out. ? I'm closed."
Mop: "..." I have a shameless sentence that I don't know what to say.
He almost scolded, remembered who was in front of him, swallowed again, and changed his voice with difficulty: "I... just stand against the wall, don't speak, don't make trouble, don't let me out, there are so many wolves outside. "
Sae was more than half a head taller than him, and when he looked down at people, his expression was extraordinarily lazy and arrogant, "Should I kindly remind you that there are at least cages blocking the outside, and the one in front of you has already escaped from prison, and there is no bound."
mop:"… "
Without saying a word, he turned and ran away.
Sae watched with satisfaction as he dragged the mop against the wall and ran away, slammed the door, and locked it by the way.
Chu Si sneered: "Sa'er, with all due respect, I have never seen someone more shameless than you in my life."
Sae raised his eyebrows, "I've seen it."
Chu Si subconsciously replied: "Who?"
However, before Sae could open his mouth, he suddenly reacted and ended the chat in time: "Okay, you'd better shut up."
Sae laughed.
Chu Si frowned and connected more than ten ports, and then found a broken one from the seemingly messy thread like a spider web. Because it was located too close to the wall, it was directly fused at the moment of being bombarded. In the cut surface of the fracture, nearly a hundred hair-thin connecting tentacles could be seen.
Chief Chu stared calmly at the hundreds of connecting tentacles for two seconds, then rolled his eyes with restraint, and threw the disconnected wires back to the table.
He has always been very bad at this kind of thing, rather than sitting here and dealing with the data signals of the port chip, he would rather get into the antimatter storage and processing park that may explode at any time and do things.
Chief Chu propped up the table with both hands and was silent for a moment. Then he suddenly put on a polite smile. He turned to Sae and said, "How about we make a deal?"
When he spoke, his hands were still supporting the table, his back was leaning against the edge, his long straight legs were slightly bent, and with that smile, he looked elegant and relaxed.
Sae put a finger on his lips, "Don't pretend to be a boss, not counting the unequal time after the planet exploded, we have known each other for 45 years, 7 months and 3 days, I can see what you are thinking about. Come out, it's better to say it directly."
Chu Si was really stunned this time. He never thought that Sae would be able to specify the time of their acquaintance to "day". Maybe it was because of some accidents, maybe it was because he really wanted to ask others. The unforgiving Chief Chu pursed his lips. He didn't make a bend for the first time, and said dryly: "One of the wires has been blown, and those nasty tentacles are inside. At least one."
As long as the wrong one is connected, the intelligent system will not work properly.
If he really got it all, he could sit here to the end of the universe.
Sae smiled happily, he raised his chin at Chu Si, and said jokingly: "Generally speaking, I will let the other party kneel down and beg me."
Chu Si also smiled happily, "Generally speaking, I only kneel when I go to the grave, and I'm on one knee."
"Kneeling down on one knee is more appropriate to propose marriage," said Sae.
Chu Si said: "Kneeling down on one knee is what I use to put sacrifices."
Sae: "… "
Although his mouth was about to quarrel again, Sah came over. Chu Si seldom relented, took a step to the side honestly, stood beside Sae, looked down at his finger and picked out the blown wire.
Sae's fingers are long and handsome, and when he fiddles with those slender chain contact angles, it's almost like he's playing a piano.
In fact, maybe no one will believe it. The number one terrorist in the space prison, Sae Yang, really knows how to play the piano, but there are only a handful of people who have seen it, maybe not at all, just Chu Si.
Of course, it was just a blunder.
But that was what happened in the White Eagle Sanatorium more than 40 years ago. If you add the 50 years sleeping in the frozen capsule, it would be nearly a hundred years.
A hundred years is just a moment when you open your eyes and close your eyes.
Sae carefully sorted out those connecting tentacles, and seemed to be attentive. His shallow, almost transparent eyes didn't turn, and his eyelids drooped slightly.
After a while, he reclined on the table, raised his eyelids and looked at Chu Si, and said with the corners of his mouth hooked, "To be honest, sometimes I think you..."
He said, suddenly shrugged again, lowered his eyes and continued to disconnect, "Forget it, sir, for the rare sake of not running on people, I won't tease you."
Chu Si asked suspiciously, "What do you think of me?"
Sae just finished connecting the last wire, and twisted the entire wire sheath two more times to reinforce it. He held the terminal so leisurely, touched the corner of his mouth like a playboy, and handed it to Chu Si: "Come on, give you a kiss, my dear sir."
Chus: "..."
This kind of crazy, half-talking and half-talking, should be put into a special confinement cell to get a phone call all night to clear his head.
Chus grabbed the wiring and plugged it into the correct port.
Ding-
"Sky Eye, the intelligent system of the space prison, serves you well."
Chu Si: "..." Is this kind of thing really still useful? !
He twitched the corner of his mouth, tapped a few keys on the console, and then tried to give an order: "Is there any record of the day the planet exploded? Call it out and see."
"Okay, the database search takes about three seconds. Countdown 3-2-2-2-2-"
Chu Si: "..." Is this really going to be 2 to the next century
Sae raised his eyebrows and punched the outer shell of the central brain of the intelligent system.
"Whoops-2-1-Data export is complete."
Chus: "..."
He especially wanted to say: or forget it, looking at this stuttering thing makes my liver hurt.
As a result, the screen that was called up in the next second and the text record data next to him made his face sink—
The stammering Sky Eye system is very coincidental. The first video record exported is the moment when the communication channel receives the command information. You can see on the synchronously connected space star map. The identity short code of the command information is: 50001
The source was marked in a very conspicuous red.
50001 is the short code for the Chus public communication channel. Represents the head of the 5th Office of the Security Building.
The red mark is the exclusive signal source mark of Chus.