Chapter 103 Hearing
Chapter 103 Hearing
Ning Zhe put on his coat and transformed himself into a bearded, depressed middle-aged man. He took some cash and walked into the streets of the old city of Yundu and entered an Internet cafe.
There are not many places that still use the term "Internet cafe" now, as most of them have been replaced by larger-scale, high-end e-sports cafes. Only some black Internet cafes hidden in the streets and alleys still insist on operating in the old model. The main customer base of these small Internet cafes is underage students who are rejected by regular Internet cafes because they do not have ID cards.
And people like Liu Hongzhi who are idlers in society and have no proper job and little money.
Ning Zhe walked into the Internet cafe and turned on a computer. The network administrator took the cash and gave the change silently without even looking up. Ning Zhe's greasy hair, messy stubble, deep dark circles under his eyes and pale and thin complexion did not make him say a word. Everything was normal at this moment.
Customers don't mind the low configuration of the computers and the poor environment in this shabby Internet cafe, and the network administrator naturally won't mind the poor image of the customers.
Sitting in the chair, a faint smell of tobacco oil hit him in the face. Ning Zhe pressed the power button, and the win logo on the screen turned for several minutes before entering the desktop.
Following the memory he had just acquired, Ning Zhe created a new blank document in the file manager and deftly typed a line of a website address with a strange format that started with S and ended with L on the patinated keyboard covered with cigarette ash and potato chip residue.
This is the access address of the upgraded network that Lan Shiwen knows.
I pressed Enter, and the address typed in the blank document automatically jumped without going through the browser. A standard 720×720 window expanded under the mouse pointer. The black and white interface was extremely simple, without any redundant information, stiff text layout and default bold font, giving it the feel of an old-fashioned online community.
Zi Qian used the username and password in his memory to log into the network, and a new pinned post appeared at the top of the window.
[The remnants of the Yin family appear in Yundu City]
Ning Zhe moved the mouse pointer to the bottom of the title and expanded the post content. The poster was Lan Shiwen. The post content was very brief, listing the photos and personal information of several people who were confirmed to be descendants of the Yin family, and reminding those who were promoted in the area near Yundu to pay more attention.
Lan Shiwen stated in the pinned post that any person who has been promoted can directly kill any member of the Yin family listed in the post. He will not ask what the person who has been promoted to kill has gained from the descendants of the Yin family, and he will contact someone to help with the aftermath.
He only needed the news that 'the remnants of the Yin family have been confirmed dead', nothing else.
Although it is a pinned post, there are still very few replies below the post, which shows that the willingness to communicate among the upgraders is not very high.
Ning Zhe turned the wheel to the bottom and only saw a few people discussing what happened after Wu Tong's death, and complaining about how these children from noble families were like cockroaches, and how they had been killed for decades but still hadn't been completely wiped out, and some violent replies.
After closing the pinned posts, there is a striking dot on the blank avatar in the upper right corner of the forum interface, which seems to be the unread messages during the period when Yu Ziqian was not online.
Ning Zhe clicked on the unread messages, which were private messages sent to Yu Ziqian by several other users.
[Exorcism]: [The people of Qinzhou are tough and sturdy, so be careful.]
[Doa]: [Be a person for me, the vice president of the Yanzhou Merchants Association, he has colon cancer and has colluded with foreign forces to survive]
[Listen]: [Ningzhe, please help me! ]
"......?" Ning Zhe's pupils contracted drastically the moment he saw the last private message.
He repeatedly confirmed the content of the message. Every word was a proper Chinese character. The clear and concise simplified Chinese characters left no possibility of misreading. "Ningzhe" and "Yeyao" were not homophonic words that were easy to be mistyped.
The message sent to Yu Ziqian by the upgraded network user with the ID "Ting Zhu" was literally "Ning Zhe, please help me!" What happened to this person? Was Taiyi's identity exposed?
Ning Zhe quickly examined his relationship and found that there were only two people who knew about his relationship with Yu Ziqian, one was Feng Yusu and the other was Bai Zhi.
Feng Yushu is dominated by her ideological stamp, and she will never take the initiative to disclose information about herself to others. Bai Zhi is a dead otaku with almost zero social interaction. This girl has been tortured by nightmares for years and is not a normal person who can communicate smoothly. If someone can get information from her, that person is likely to have the ability to read minds.
...Do rules for reading other people's thoughts exist?
possible.
The snake god can influence people's fortunes, Lan Shiwen can predict the future, Wutong can bring the dead back to life...even the ideological stamp that forces people to believe in something can exist, so what can't ghosts do?
Maybe not, the rules may be omnipotent.
After much deliberation, Ning Zhe sent a private message to Ting Xuan:
【Ye Yao】:【Who is Ning Zhe? 】
Ning Zhe waited in front of the computer for more than ten minutes but received no reply. He thought that Xuan might not be online now.
"Let's visit the Shengge network again at this time tomorrow to see if there is any reply..." Ning Zhe typed a mediocre reply that was impeccable to each of 'Fu Nie' and 'Duo', closed the window and deleted the document, and casually opened a World War II-themed FPS game that Yu Ziqian liked to play and hung it on the desktop.
Yu Ziqian's phone rang after he started the game but hadn't yet entered the match. He looked at the caller ID and saw: Zhang Hanying.
"Who is this person?" Ning Zhe scratched his head.
I answered the phone in confusion, only to hear a crying voice coming from the speaker: "Zi Qian! You finally answered the phone... wuwu..."
Ning Zhe then remembered that Zhang Hanying was the name of the older twin sister next to Yu Ziqian. What was the younger sister's name? Ning Zhe never paid much attention to these unimportant things.
The crying voice on the other end of the phone soon turned into two. Ning Zhe was upset by the two sisters' aggrieved voices. He wanted to hang up the phone and block Zhang Hanying's number, but Ning Zhe knew in his heart that it was meaningless. As long as the mental imprint that Yu Ziqian had placed on the two sisters was not removed, they would keep pestering and trying to get back to Yu Ziqian.
"Why not kill them both?" Ning Zhe thought.
"No, maybe we can try to stamp Zhang Hanying with a thought stamp of 'I don't love Yu Ziqian' to offset the previous one... But will that be effective? Will two thought stamps with opposite contents cancel each other out, or will they drive people crazy?"
This idea was rejected by Ning Zhe just a few seconds after it appeared. Even if it was effective, the rules simulated by Taiyi could not compete with the real thought stamp. Fake is fake after all.
"So it's easier to kill them? ... No, killing innocent people is not Yu Ziqian's style. If he rashly kills the two women who are close to him, it will easily attract the attention of other ascenders."
Ning Zhe heard from Ting Xun's private message that his identity seemed to have been exposed, and he didn't want to add any more risks to himself.
While thinking, the two sisters on the other end of the phone were still sobbing, "Zi Qian, where are you? I... let's come find you, okay? Is getting married too stressful for you? Then let's not get married, okay... don't leave us..."
"It's so annoying." Ning Zhe hung up the phone, leaned back in the Internet cafe's chair, and looked at the flashing game interface in front of him with a look of despair.
(End of this chapter)