Sudden by a hologram

167 particle

six years ago

Only 5 minutes before twelve o'clock in the morning, dark clouds suddenly climbed into the night sky, wiping the white moon sharply, and with the smell of blood, the darkness was also hidden.

The clear rain lasted for three days and the city was soaked in the freezing cold. At the top of the bell tower, the night sky was desolate and lonely. Those dazzling fireworks were clearly in front of him, but they had nothing to do with him.

The sound of the boy flying past his ears was mixed with the cold wind blowing after the rain, his eyes flickered for a moment, and he continued to wait.

Suddenly, twelve mournful chimes sounded from the bell tower, indicating that the time had come.

The sharp blade makes a move, and the task is about to be completed. When the signal comes, there are two simple words-the plan has changed, and it will be stopped immediately.

Turning around, he pierced the sharp blade into his body, hiding in the dark night, and to the target in the house, it seemed like just a gust of wind blowing by.

There is no sound of blood dripping...

In the R&D room, someone asked, "Why didn't you continue." "It's rainy and wet shoes, so we can do it another day." "Oh, it's a waste." "It's okay, there are still more anyway, and it's not too bad to promote Dragon Core. one."

Scientists who care about the experiment, it seems that no one cares about the life and death of an experimental product...

The mission fails and the self-destruct procedure starts.

Self-destruct program activated 20.00 percent, 90.00 percent... [-] percent, percent...

On the bell tower, with twelve bells ringing, he opened his arms to meet his fate, and without hesitation, he jumped down and was destroyed in the confused city.

With the last bell ringing, the warmth grabbed the arm.

The boy was lying on the wall, his fingers turned white with all his strength, but he didn't let go. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Hold me!"

When the bell rang, the dark clouds just dispersed. He raised his head, looked into those eyes, and sank into those black eyes that were so clear that they only reflected his face.

"Self-destruct program activated... percent..."

The chip processor is speeding up, and the body is getting hot. Is it over?

......

"He's awake! Brother, he's awake!"

A girl's voice came to his ears, and he tried to open his eyes. It was different from the despair of waking up in the laboratory, knowing his fate of being destroyed. In this warm room, everything was so strange but so warm.

The boy lying next to his bed rubbed his eyes, and stood up as if nothing had happened, "Come out, Xiaoqi, just now the programmer said that as long as he wakes up, he will be fine, his program seems to be able to repair itself, even the programmer I don’t understand it either.”

He clearly saw that the young man was a little staggering, and then saw that the date had turned 36 hours, could it be as he guessed?

The girl is very beautiful, with slightly curly black hair flowing smoothly on her cheeks, as if she was winking playfully, "My brother picked up a lot of cats and dogs, and this is the first time he picked up someone back. He has been looking at you since last night Your bed is waiting for you to wake up."

The girl named Xiaoqi seemed to be interested in him too, but her brother was already calling her, "Xiaoqi, come here."

"Brother is here!" Xiao Qi responded, stuck out her little tongue, and whispered to herself, "Brother is really precious to him, and he thinks I'm disturbing his rest."

"Xiao Qi, what are you talking about?" Said Cao Cao Cao Cao is back.

Xiaoqi behaved right away, "Nothing!" Turned around and ran away.

He couldn't understand it on the bed, but the boy went out and brought him a bottle of motor oil. He wanted to say that his body was a holographic particle, which was different from an ordinary AI, but he didn't say that it was accidentally taken from the boy's hand. I came over, unscrewed it and took a sip, "This is..." I thought the black color should be engine oil, but it was bitter and sweet.

"Coke, is it good?"

He nodded.

The boy said, "The holographic particles used in your body are the closest to human beings, so I think you should be able to digest some simple food like a human body."

He held a cold aluminum can of Coke in his hand, but he didn't know why there was warmth in his hand. In the past, in the laboratory, there was only a daily energy supply, which was terrible.

As if thinking of something, he looked up at the boy, why did he know so much about holographic particles.

The boy seemed to know what he was going to say, "Because I am the inventor of holographic particles, Pei Jiuji."

The hand holding the Coke suddenly became stiff. He clearly remembered that before taking back the order, the order he received was exactly that - Pei Jiuji, the inventor of holographic particles, is unwilling to cooperate. We have mastered the core technology to eliminate future troubles.

Pei Jiuji's clear voice called him back, "What's your name?"

Before he recovered from the instructions, Pei Jiuji's eyes were too close, which aroused the heating of the chip processor, and he opened his mouth, as if he had been pushed out to meet death before he learned to speak in the laboratory.

Showing him his information sheet, Pei Jiuji frowned lightly, and read word by word, "24080. Cheng Beimo"

The soft and pleasant voice said his name again, "Bei, Mo..."

The boy born in the laboratory had never seen such a bright sunshine. In the small courtyard of the ancient city, there was a big green lawn, which was very soft to step on, just like the hand that Pei Jiuji held him at that time, so strong.

The long hair that grew to the waist was not cut, which aroused the interest of the little girl.

Ke Qiqi moved a bench and sat in the small yard, holding a small-leaf red sandalwood mahogany comb, and brushed it from the top of Cheng Beimo's hair. His long black hair was covered with golden sunlight, which cast a faint red light on his dull eyes.

"Your hair is so comfortable~" Ke Qiqi touched it twice, thinking to himself, "When Chacha returns to the ancient city, I'll ask her to come and comb your hair together!"

Originally, Cheng Beimo agreed indifferently, but after seeing the two ponytails the little girl gave him, "..."

Ke Qiqi had a pretty face depressed, "Don't you like it?"

So the little girl kindly planted two small red flowers in the garden for him, Cheng Beimo said, "..."

Pei Jiuji was standing at the door, with a half-smile, "So you have this habit."

Cheng Beimo, "..."

When Ke Qiqi had had enough fun and Cheng Beimo turned around to remove his hair silently, he didn't know that Pei Jiuji was still standing at the door, staring at his hair with great interest for a long time.

——I really want to touch it.

Such a nasty thought.

So Cheng Beimo knew one thing, this is the ancient city, Pei Jiuji and Ke Qiqi's parents are busy with the company in Baicheng, and the siblings often live here by themselves.

There is no need to worry too much about the safety of the siblings. After all, they are the young master and the eldest daughter of the Pei Ke Group. There are hidden bodyguards all over the house for a kilometer around the house. Even the maid who takes care of the siblings has guns tied under her skirts.

At that time, the decision to withdraw was correct, and they couldn't touch Pei Jiuji at all.

The experimental products in the laboratory wake up, receive instructions, complete the instructions, accept the next instruction or destroy the base. These instructions seem to be just for testing. Some can be completed, and some, like Cheng Beimo, cannot be completed at all.

From the very beginning, he was an experiment destined to be destroyed.

Three days later, in the early morning, Pei Jiuji received a call and turned around and said, "I want to go back to Baicheng." He was stunned and then asked Cheng Beimo, "Do you want to go?"

Cheng Beimo didn't know that in his ruthless and cold feelings, the moment he heard that he was going to leave, there had already been fluctuations, and Pei Jiuji was keenly aware of it.

Baicheng is very large and prosperous. It is many times brighter than Cheng Beimo's laboratory. The roads are not as square as in the ancient city. Every route here is intricate and complicated. If you are not careful, you will get lost.

"Chenchen, Ziming! Don't fall behind!" It seems to be the Baicheng cultural brigade team of the orphanage over there.

A disdainful boy passing by the team snorted, "It's really noisy to meet an orphanage when we go out to play." The old butler next to him called him, "Master Qin, we have to catch a plane home."

Two teenagers who were only in their teens seemed out of place in this disturbed and cold Baicheng, even when they were invited to enter the Baicheng Hotel, they were stopped.

"There is a seminar in this building, it's not a place for your children to play." The security guard angrily started to chase people away.

The pass on Pei Jiuji's neck made him unable to speak again.

The seminar didn't go well, they sat in the last row, Cheng Beimo watched Pei Jiuji play the whole game, he suddenly realized that the cold and arrogant little boy in front of him was just a teenage boy.

Looking at the record again, 0-11, well, not as good as a child of a few years old.

The old professor on the stage kept talking, "Recently, there has been no progress in the research on the 'Dragon Core'. The program left by Professor Cheng can only be matched by his sleeping son. The future planning team seems to have encountered a lot of problems. hinder."

Someone asked, "Didn't Xiao Quanfeng say that he was a direct disciple, why, even him?"

Later, Cheng Beimo didn't know what they said, because Pei Jiuji called him to go to the bathroom, but actually sneaked out.

Even in Baicheng, the light particles from the gaps in Qionglou and Yuyu made the young man so beautiful. Cheng Beimo stared at him too eagerly, and Pei Jiuji understood what he meant.

"It's just calling me, and also wanting me to participate in the research of holographic particles."

Cheng Beimo tilted his head, his long hair fluttering with his movements.

Pei Jiuji closed his eyes, "The things I created are used as weapons by them. What is the difference between me and a murderer!"

That expression was like an eternal flower sealed in the ice, and there was no way to hide the hatred. Cheng Beimo clearly felt this time that his chip processor was not hot, but hurt, raw pain.

And before they took two steps away, the loud noise was so loud in the solemn Baicheng, and the sound of the whistle rushed to the source of the fire.

Cheng Beimo heard a cold voice from the people around him, "I told them long ago that particle collisions are unstable, and they will not listen." But he also ran in that direction.

The fire was very bright, the howls filled the sky, and the smoke was so pungent that the eyes could not be opened. No matter what kind of sense it was, it was a pessimistic shock to the soul.

Cheng Beimo watched Pei Jiuji go in and out several times, wearing a neat white shirt covered in dust, and carried him out one after another.

There was another commotion behind him, "Oops! This place is out of control! Everyone! Come out!"

The personnel had almost evacuated, but there was a sudden childish cry in the room, and a lady sat down on her knees, crying uncontrollably, "My daughter is still inside! My daughter is still inside!"

The red light rushed in without hesitation, and the moment the girl was put down in his arms, cheers could be heard in the future, and Cheng Beimo clearly saw the particles emitted by the out-of-control instrument, hitting Pei Jiuji directly.

An experimental product born for a temporary experiment should have no emotion, but people only saw a long-haired boy who seemed to have the ability to disperse the fire, and hugged the boy just now, and the golden color formed a strong defense .

"Nine..." Cheng Beimo was also shocked when the voice came out, "Nine nine!"

The beautiful hair was burned before it could be touched.

It was the first time that Pei Jiuji stuck to a person's chest, and was so caringly protected by a person.