Chapter 77

Liu Huai'an jumped up from his chair like his ass was on fire and shouted, "no! Not me!"

Aoki handed him another cigarette before he sat down again, but his face was nervous. His eyes turned disorderly. He looked left and right, but there was no fixed point.

"Tell me about twenty years ago," Aoki said.

Liu Huai'an smoked with his head depressed. After smoking for a while, he looked up and said, "it's really not me!"

Aoki said, "I didn't say it was you. Just talk about the past."

Liu Huai'an took two in a row before he opened his chatterbox and talked about his previous affairs intermittently.

In the early 1990s, when Liu Huai'an went to middle school, his father got off duty and set up a mobile stall in Liuying lane to sell baked cakes. Because of his short stature, he was nicknamed Wu Dalang.

Liu Huai'an's classmates at school all know this and often joke about him. Some teachers who can't name him will also call him "Wu Dalang's family".

As soon as he heard this, he felt very ashamed and wanted to find a hole in the ground.

Liu Huaian quarreled with his father more than once and told him not to sell baked cakes. He would rather be poor and bitter.

But his father is a kind-hearted and diligent man. He doesn't take this gossip seriously. He says that if people call it a nickname, you won't lose a piece of meat and be famous. The pancake business is OK!

Liu Huai'an's mother doesn't think so. She says that selling baked cakes can't make a lot of money. It's better to change careers and do something else. At that time, it was the hottest time for the private economy. It happened that Liu Huaian's uncle came back from working in other places and was ready to invest and set up a factory. Liu Huaian's mother encouraged his father to take shares.

His father said it was OK to take a stake, but he had to sell the pancakes. If the factory didn't work, he would still have a living. His mother said that the factory is full of things inside and outside. It's not a matter for the second uncle to run supply and marketing and manage production. His father said that if you don't trust him, you will go to work in the factory. Anyway, he is determined to guard his pancake stand.

In this way, Liu Huaian's mother and his second uncle opened a wool mill together. Business is booming and there is money at home. But the gossip outside is getting worse and worse.

"Pan Jinlian ran away with XiMenqing!"

"Which is Ximen Qing? It's obviously good with Wu er. That's what the book says!"

"Do you think Wuda is stupid? The family is so rich and still sells baked cakes on the street."

"Oh, you don't know. All the money in the family belongs to Pan Jinlian. Wuda doesn't sell baked cakes and drinks the West and north wind?"

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Whether in Liuying lane or at school, Liu Huai'an felt that everyone looked at him differently. He finally couldn't stand it. First he went to his father for a showdown. As a result, he gave his father a tiger meal. Even your second uncle can't believe it. Who else can he trust at home?

Liu Huaian went to her mother again, but she was scolded again. His mother was fiercer than his father and told him to go to the south to work if he couldn't go to college.

It was not easy to get into a university that year. Liu Huai'an thought that he could not get into the University anyway. He was angry at home. He might as well go out to work early. So he rolled up his luggage and ran south.

"I followed my fellow villagers to Yangcheng first, and then to Shenzhou. I worked in SEG and Huaqiang." Liu Huai'an was obviously excited about his experience of working in the south, and his face was red. But his face soon darkened again, as if he remembered some terrible experience.

"Where did you get the chip?" Aoki asked.

"Yes," said Liu Huaian, "they caught me and put a chip on my back."

"What do they want you to do?"

"They asked me to provide them with information."

"How?"

"The chip on my back will automatically transmit the information I get to them. They can also control my body by controlling the frequency of the chip." Liu Huaian said, "but they haven't used this function for a long time. I suspect my remote control is out of power."

"It can be charged when there is no electricity," Aoki said.

Liu Huai'an said, "they are very busy and sometimes forget, and even without the remote control, they can receive my message. Just like our conversation now, they can hear me."

"They know everything," he added.

Aoki nodded and agreed with him. He asked, "how did you come back?"

"I made a lot of money as a spy and wanted to take my father to Shenzhou. Although my father is stubborn, he is a good man." Liu Huai'an vomited smoke, as if recalling the past, "When I got back, my father didn't want to go to the South with me. He didn't know the language there. In fact, I knew he couldn't give up his pancake stand. I was going to go back to Shenzhou alone, but I received an order from them through a chip to build a center in Wuzhong."

"At first, I didn't know how to build an Internet nerve center. Later, they reminded me that I could open an Internet cafe. That year, the Internet cafe was still a rare thing, and the license was very good. I rented several fronts near my second uncle's wool mill and opened an Internet cafe."

"Then you won't be afraid of gossip?" Aoki asked.

Liu Huaian said: "It's not fear, it's annoyance, you know? When I'm annoyed, I have an impulse to kill people. I go out to work, not afraid of those gossiping people, but afraid that I can't help killing people. However, after honing in the south for several years, I'm not so impulsive. Moreover, I have a task. I have to finish what they ask me to do, otherwise, they can change the chip at any time Frequency killed me. "

"And then?"

"Later, they asked me to arrange monitoring around to expand the sensing range of this center."

Aoki nodded and said with a smile, "isn't there a lot in your second uncle's factory?"

"That's what the task needs! It doesn't matter who and whose relatives." Liu Huai'an explained.

"Go on, and then?"

"Later, I woke up! I woke up the conscience of the human side, and I became a double agent!" Liu Huaian was a little proud when talking about this, as if he had suddenly become an underground party from a traitor. "I must find a way to destroy this center and return the neighborhood of Liuying lane and the people of Wuzhong to a stable and peaceful world."

"So you burned the Internet cafe?" Aoki asked.

"Yes."

"Your second uncle's woolen mill burned down too?"

"Yes."

"You did it on purpose!" Aoki said. "You deliberately burned your second uncle's factory. You want to burn him! You installed so many monitors to monitor your second uncle and your mother. You identified their affairs, didn't you?"

"No! No!" Liu Huai'an shouted excitedly, shaking his hand and throwing out his cigarette butts. "I'm forced, I'm fighting AI, I'm fighting for human peace!"

He touched the cigarette box on the table with his trembling hand and wanted to smoke another one.

Aoki suddenly grabbed the black water pen next to him and put it into the table. It was just inserted between Liu Huai'an's fingers. He shouted, "you did it on purpose!"