"Grasshopper, every Saturday from now on...sisters, do you want to go to school?"
"What?" Chen Yu smiled and touched Chen Sanke's little head: "Sister is gone, will you feel lonely?"
"No." Chen Sanke shook his head: "If they are gone, my snacks will not be lost."
"...You are such a good sister."
"Um."
Holding Chen Sanke's hand, Chen Yu and Chen Yu passed through three traffic lights and arrived at the largest shopping mall in Jinzhou. They took the escalator straight to the supermarket on the second floor.
Unlike other normal people, when Chen Sanke gets on the escalator, she always raises one foot, waiting for the escalator to carry her to the top of the building, then she takes her raised foot and jumps over the gap between the escalators.
It looks silly and cute.
"Take what you want to eat, don't be reluctant to pay." Looking at the rows of snacks on the supermarket shelves, Chen Yu waved grandly.
"Are we... rich now?"
"Of course, your brother has brought our family out of poverty. Although we can't say we are rich, at least your snacks are trivial."
"Wow, Grasshopper is so powerful." Chen Sanke's eyes were shining, and he stood on tiptoes and pointed at the shelves in the supermarket: "I bought these, is it a small thing?"
"Buy all of these..." Chen Yu touched his chin: "That can't be said to be trivial, it seems to be too crazy... it's moderately interesting."
Chen Sanke: "⊙0⊙!"
Passerby: “…”
After buying a large bag of snacks, Chen Yu took Chen Sanke to play in the amusement park for another hour before leaving through the main entrance.
At the same time, in the office of the Beijing Special Incident Team.
The middle-aged team leader received more than 300 encrypted photos, broke the seal, and observed them carefully.
These photos are the entire record of Chen Yu taking his three sisters out, registering for classes, shopping in shopping malls, and returning home.
Since the field team was ordered not to get close to Chen Yu, the photos taken were very far away, but fortunately the camera was special and the picture was quite clear.
After flipping through the three hundred photos one by one, the middle-aged team leader looked heavy and picked up the communicator and put it to his ear: "Xiao Wu, find three facial micro-expression and micro-movement experts in our team and bring them to my office. .”
After hanging up the communication machine, he packed up the photos and put them in the drawer with great care. Then he clicked on the homepage of Station B of Super Dimension Review and read those nine words for an unknown number of times...
“The life and death moment of human civilization.”
"What exactly happened..."
Ten minutes later, the office was knocked open, and Sister Wu walked in with three middle-aged people: "Team leader, the people are here."
"Well, let's go down."
"good."
Sister Wu left and closed the door.
"Team leader, do you have anything to do with us?"
Um. The middle-aged team leader nodded: "Everyone sit down, sit down and talk." "
When the three of them sat down, he took out three agreements from the drawer and handed them out: "Please sign this document."
The three of them looked at each other and took the document. They only looked at the title and felt a chill all over their bodies.
This is a confidentiality agreement.
After signing the contract, you will lose your freedom within a short period of time, and even your loved ones will be monitored...
"If you don't want to sign, you can leave now." The middle-aged team leader said expressionlessly.
The three of them were silent for a long time, and then they all signed their names on the agreement.
“Thank you so much for your dedication.”
After withdrawing the three agreements, the middle-aged team leader got straight to the point, took out the photos from the drawer, divided them into three parts, and handed them to the three of them: "Take a look at this and analyze his micro-expressions. Although I have also studied micro-expressions, You are more professional.”
The three of them reached out to take it. When they saw Chen Yu's face in the photo, their hearts almost stopped for a moment.
Combined with the agreement just signed, the identity of the young man in the photo no longer requires any explanation...
"That's right." The middle-aged team leader nodded: "He is the host of the Overtime Review. Now that you have access to the information, it is a top secret. I won't say any more words, and you understand."
After a pause, he turned the computer tablet around and took out a file, displaying it all in front of the three of them: "The life and death moments of human civilization. Refer to this sentence and the character portrait in my hand to analyze his face Microexpressions and micromovements of the body.”
"yes… "
In order to avoid mutual interference, the three people professionally dispersed, each holding the materials in their hands, and began research and analysis.
The middle-aged team leader closed his eyes, thinking, and waiting for the result.
He wanted to hear from the three experts that Chen Yu was just making false claims. But he knew that this was almost impossible...
In more than ten minutes, the three of them looked at all the photos, combined with Chen Yu's character portrait, and they all had the answer in their hearts.
"Let's talk about it." The middle-aged team leader opened his eyes and sighed tiredly: "Which one of you will come first?"
The three looked at each other for a few moments, and the oldest expert raised his hand: "I'll go first."
"You say."
The old expert opened his notebook, sorted out the words in his mind, and said: "In the thirty-two photos in my hand, the target's brows are hiddenly raised while walking, and the overall eyebrow shape is three-pointed on the inside. One part twists upward. The upper eyelid lifts upward, exposing the upper edge of the iris."
"The upper labial muscle contracts slightly, and the upper lip is lifted, slightly exposing the upper teeth. In particular, the platysma muscle contracts slightly, which unconsciously pulls the corners of the target's mouth apart, making the horizontal width of the mouth wider than in the relaxed state."
"These micro-expressions indicate that the target is in a state of fear and fear."
As he spoke, he turned over a page in his notebook and continued: "In sixteen of the photos, the corrugator supercilii muscle was targeted to cause slight longitudinal wrinkles. After communicating with others, the iris was slightly enlarged while walking, and the degree of opening of the eyes increased. , the upper eyelid lift is not exaggerated.”
"This shows that he was experiencing uneasy emotions in his thinking state."
"In the last 40 or so photos, the target's lips were pursed, hiding a small amount of lipstick, and the corners of the mouth were pursed to such an extent that they bulged, proving the existence of a lot of pressure."
"He is worried."
"Fear, uneasiness, worry." The veteran expert wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "The above is my analysis. Combined with the text messages posted by the target, something terrible may be about to happen..."
The middle-aged team leader clenched his fists subconsciously.
He heard the conclusion he least expected to hear.
Waves of cold air flowed straight from the tailbone to the Tianling Gai.
He could not imagine what kind of crisis could cause such panic in a high school student with future technology, wild thinking, a carefree personality, and little understanding of society...
"Huh..."
Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged team leader looked at the other two people: "What's your conclusion?"
"Same."
"Same."
“…”
The office fell into oppressive silence.
Everyone was silent, their brains struggling with speculation and fear.
"You... go down first. Leave the photos and notebooks." After a while, the middle-aged team leader said in a hoarse voice.
"yes."
The three of them were also a little absent-minded, put down their photos and notebooks, and lined up to leave.
Reaching out and picking up the photo, the middle-aged team leader looked at it again and silently put the photo and all the notebooks into the shredder.
"Boom."
"Boom."
"Dong..."
The sound of his fingers tapping on the table made his scalp feel numb.
After a long time, he picked up the communicator and ordered: "Xiao Wu, notify the higher-level network supervision department to raise the blockade level to the highest level. Then notify all the main team members who are still in the capital to come to my place for the meeting."
"yes."
…
Perhaps Chen Yu had already thought of what kind of storm such an announcement would cause around the world at his current level...
(End of chapter)