"Do you like the gift I gave you?"
This time, Yi Heye was well-prepared mentally and did not lose control of his emotions immediately.
He rubbed the gun beside him, mentally calculating from which angle he would blow him to pieces: "What exactly do you want?"
The little lamb wiggled its bottom at him: "Of course I want to help you clear your name!"
Soon, with a "ding," Yi Heye received an email.
"I used some unofficial channels to get the latest updates on the case for you." Little Sheep grinned as she helped him open the email, revealing a mountain of documents and attachments. "You're so smart, you should know what to do."
Yi Heye frowned, carefully examining each video and text document, while the little sheep lay on his screen, staring at him with its eyes open, like a desktop pet.
Yi Heye has always been indifferent to human cases, but only if you don't get involved with him.
Yi Heye hesitated, but before clicking in, he still asked, "Is it illegal to peek at these internal documents?"
"Do you really need to break the law now?" the little lamb retorted. "Once you solve the case and make a contribution, won't all of this be wiped clean?"
That's true. Yi Heye, who has always lacked a sense of organization and discipline, quickly forgot about the matter.
He clicked on the top autopsy report, read it from top to bottom, and saw a line of small print saying "Latest Additions"—
"The deceased had burns on the top of his head and the sole of his right foot."
Meanwhile, in the forensic office of the security department, Pei Xiangjin held an identical autopsy report, his brows furrowed: "Scalds?"
Yu Yili stacked the papers in front of him and placed them meticulously on the central axis of his desk.
“Yes, burns.” He said while adjusting the position of the paper. “The deceased’s physical condition was quite complicated. We did toxicology tests on him and found that on the day of his death, he had ingested a large amount of the new drug X100. The autopsy also showed that his brain was in a state of high excitement before his death, but the drug was not the real cause of his death.”
Pei Xiangjin frowned.
“The real cause of death was electric shock,” Yu Yili said. “The deceased presented with sudden cardiac death, but there were burns on the skin, one on the top of the head and one on the sole of the foot. These were actually the entry and exit points of the electric current. We call these burns electric current spots.”
“Coincidentally, the current entered the body at the very top of the skull, directly above the brain-computer interface chip, which caused the chip to be damaged,” Yu Yili said. “All usage records were wiped.”
Today, brain-computer interface technology is as ubiquitous as mobile phones in the 21st century. After such a brain-computer chip is implanted under the skin, a direct connection can be established with external devices, facilitating direct transmission of commands between the human brain and the device.
This technology is widely used in all aspects of daily life, from living and working to medical services, artistic creation, and leisure and entertainment.
Pei Xiangjin became alert: "Another chip failure?"
“Yes.” Yu Yili said, spreading out the prepared materials in front of him. “No underlying medical conditions before death, presenting as sudden cardiac death, and the autopsy revealed a damaged chip and cleared records. This is the fourth case this month with these characteristics. The only difference is the presence of a noticeable electrical spot and the gunshot disguise after death.”
Yu Yili: "I don't want to overthink things, but I suggest we connect these four cases to see if there's any breakthrough."
Pei Xiangjin nodded and took the materials handed to her by Yu Yili: "I understand."
Yu Yili reached out to straighten Pei Xiangjin's cuffs, then lifted his left hand onto the table, dividing the young and promising police officer into two halves along the central axis of the table.
He looked him over for a while before cautiously asking, "Would you like to get a middle parting?"
Pei Xiangjin's face instantly turned cold. Just as she was about to curse, she was drawn to Yu Yili's sophisticated and stylish side-parted bangs: "Why the hell don't you have a middle part yourself?"
Yu Yili shrank his neck, the folds in his clothes spreading out perfectly symmetrically: "Because it doesn't look good."
As a result, Yu, the forensic doctor who was lenient with himself but strict with others, was once again subjected to a personal attack by Captain Pei.
After finishing with the forensic team, Captain Pei opened the internal communication channel and issued the order: "Retrieve the deceased's activity trajectory for the last 48 hours before death, and send me all the information."
At this moment, Yi Heye looked at the autopsy report and suddenly had a clue.
He quickly threw on a coat, grabbed his pocket square and a bag of baby formula, and muttered, "I have to go out."
After saying it, I felt awkward, as if I had to report to someone.
Behind him, the little lamb on the screen was propping its head up and looking at him. When he turned around, it stretched out its paw and waved at him.
Yi Heye frowned, and was about to look away when a strange intuition welled up in his heart.
He looked up again, giving the little lamb with its wide, open eyes a confident glance—
Whether it's their annoying personality, their language that's always testing the limits, or their behavior of openly or secretly trying to drag themselves into the case, Jian Yunxian and this guy are exactly the same.
Most importantly, Yi Heye sensed an unprecedented and incredibly exciting prey scent emanating from them.
The evidence may be wrong, but the cheetah's intuition will not be wrong. An idea grew clearer and louder in his mind.
So he looked up at the lamb and said, "Speaking of which, you have a lot of energy. You're already jumping around like this so quickly?"
The little lamb looked at him with a "What are you talking about? I don't understand" expression, tilting its head and winking.
Yi Heye sneered: "Doesn't your finger hurt anymore, Mr. SHEEP?"
"Or should I call you—Professor Jane?"
Author's Note:
Mei Zong: Look at me, baby, you're all I see~
Wild Treasure: "Click".
Chapter 7, No. 007
As soon as the words were spoken, the man and the sheep stared at each other blankly.
The little lamb frantically asked with its expression, "What are you saying? I don't understand," but Yi Heye ruthlessly ignored it all.
Finally, having exhausted all excuses, the little lamb "pat-pat" turned off its webcam, leaving behind a meme on the screen—
A large teardrop of water hangs from the forehead of a lamb, accompanied by the caption: Are you alright?
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Then he disappeared in front of Yi Heye's computer.
Seeing this guy's reaction, the single-minded Yi Heye became even more certain that he had guessed correctly. He recalled Jian Yunxian's furious face and felt a surge of satisfaction—
Now, as long as I can find evidence that they are the same person, I can take action against him with a legitimate reason.
He first called the owner of "Doomsday Wheel" and asked him to speed up the process of verifying the source of "Silver Key". Then he made another call to confirm the time and place of the meeting. After that, he rode his motorcycle, listening to heavy metal, and sped away.
He was stopped by the boundary guard robot: "Hello, it has been confirmed that you need the accompaniment of user 'Jian Yunxian' to leave."
The flame of joy was extinguished with a "pop".
He almost forgot that Yi Heye was now a suspect who couldn't move an inch without Jian Yunxian.
He took the business card out of his pocket, mentally prepared himself for the task four or five times, and then raised his hand to add the person as a friend.
About three minutes later, the other party accepted his friend request. Seemingly afraid that the other party would send some annoying messages again, Yi Heye took the initiative and called him first.
"Hello?" A slightly lazy male voice came from the other end of the phone. "Who is this?"
Knowing full well the answer, Yi Heye said impatiently, "Come out and do me a favor."
Jian Yunxian: "I don't have time, I'm getting my wound bandaged at the hospital."
Yi Heye: "..."
Jian Yunxian: "It's not that I can't help you, but I'm not very satisfied with your attitude."
Yi Heye: "..."
Hearing the ominous silence on the other end, Jian Yunxian immediately knew when to stop: "Never mind, just kidding. Where are you? What are you planning to do?"
Yi Heye finally spoke: "Exit C at the boundary of Zone D, go out and find someone."
Ten minutes later, Jian Yunxian's luxury car appeared at the border checkpoint in a grand manner.
This car costs at least tens of millions of yuan, which Yi Heye can afford. However, he is a boring man who has money but doesn't even buy a house and only knows how to indulge in debauchery. Naturally, he looks down on this person's extravagant lifestyle.
Yi Heye scoffed as the car folded its wings. Then the door opened, and a tall, slender man stepped out, walked around to the passenger side, and very gentlemanly put his arm around Yi Heye's shoulder to open the door for him: "Get in, darling."
Yi Heye shook off in disgust and climbed into the passenger seat.
After a long silence, Yi Heye spoke first: "Does hacking into my computer and spying on my life give you any pleasure? SHEEP?"
Jian Yunxian adjusted her glasses and said slowly, "Honey, if you experience similar symptoms, I suggest you seek help at a mental health center."
“I really admire your courage.” Yi Heye ignored his sarcasm and said, “You should know that no AI in this world has ever dared to provoke me like this.”
In the rearview mirror, Jian Yunxian's glasses frame reflected an unbridled danger. Whenever this happened, Yi Heye felt that he was not a sheep, but more like a cold, venomous snake.
"Yi Heye, do you know why you always get yourself into trouble?"
This was the first time Jian Yunxian had addressed him by his full name, and the temperature inside the car seemed to drop even further.
“Because you have no sense of evidence or procedure.” Jian Yunxian looked directly into Yi Heye’s eyes through the rearview mirror, the cold light almost cutting into one’s throat. “Darling, someone like you who walks on a tightrope can’t go far relying solely on savage ‘intuition’.”
Yi Heye glanced at him but remained silent—he knew this man was gloating over his lack of evidence, but he himself was only one piece of evidence away from sealing his fate.
He suddenly realized that being tied to Jian Yunxian wasn't so bad after all; he was being monitored all the time, and sooner or later they would find a loophole.
Half an hour later, at the cybersecurity center building.
Seeing Yi Heye head straight into the office building without looking back, Jian Yunxian said regretfully, "I didn't expect that you took the initiative to find me, but it was to find someone else."
Yi Heye sneered: "Isn't it all thanks to you?"
The person Yi Heye was searching for across districts was named Song Zhouzhou, the technical team leader of the government affairs district cybersecurity center.
This guy has a big reputation in the industry, and there are many rumors about him, some true and some false, circulating among the public, but very few people have actually seen his face.
Among the various versions of rumors, some say that Team Leader Song is an unkempt middle-aged man, while others say he is a sinister and cold-blooded hacker. But no matter which one it is, they are all far removed from the person in front of us.
The office I have now is not filled with fancy high-tech gadgets as rumored. Instead, it is as simple as the office of a middle-aged secretary, with only a table, a chair, a computer, and some well-cared-for green plants.
The boy in front of the desk had fair skin and bright black eyes. His clean white shirt and smooth black hair made him look like a well-behaved and obedient high school student.
The moment the door opened and Song Zhouzhou saw the stranger next to Yi Heye, his expression and movements instantly became restrained, and his face turned red with nervousness.
The only reason this young genius chose to stay behind the scenes is because he is socially awkward.
He quietly moved the potted plant on the table in front of him, blocking Jian Yunxian's view, before secretly looking at Yi Heye with his big eyes.
Jian Yunxian sarcastically remarked, "I didn't realize that someone as solitary as Mr. Yi would have such good friends."
Yi Heye glanced back at him speechlessly, and for some reason, he didn't refute him. Instead, he sneered, "Does a guardian even interfere with their friends?"
Jian Yunxian was choked by him, but didn't say anything. She ran to the corner and started picking at the leaves.
Before he arrived, Yi Heye had already told Song Zhouzhou the details of the matter, and Team Leader Song was very reliable. He had already collected and organized all the materials he needed before he arrived.