Chapter 132

Mo Yi spent the whole night in front of the computer.

The sky outside the window is gradually covered with fish belly white. The edge of the deep dark blue sky is gradually infected by the light and bright morning light. The light gray light spreads into the room from the window, and the sound of keyboard tapping in the silent room is continuous.

His brows frowned unconsciously, his lips pressed, and his pale face was pale blue by the light on the screen.

Mo Yi's posture hasn't changed all night.

He subconsciously reached out and took the cup aside to his mouth, but the weight in his hand was empty. Mo Yi was stunned and looked down at the cup in his hand. Only then did he find that there was only a thin layer of dark coffee residue left in the cup.

Mo Yi gazed at the coffee dregs at the bottom of the cup for a long time, and it seemed that he finally recovered from his previous concentration.

He stopped hitting the keyboard and slowly stretched his stiff back. The bones of his back made a grinding noise, and all his muscles seemed to be groaning and complaining, and a heavy numbness spread over his shoulders and neck.

The sky is always bright in early summer. The bright morning light soon pushes the dark night sky away. The light in the sky gradually clarifies, indicating the coming of the morning.

Mo Yi stretched out his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose. Under his eyes, there was a light blue black.

Long time high-intensity work makes his spirit incomparably sober and excited. The conflict between brain and body makes him a little tired.

He looked up at the results of his night's work and took a long breath.

This project is much larger than he thought, but also much more difficult -

this code is not only incomplete, but also has several layers of encryption, which makes Mo Yi's work more difficult.

He looked down at the dial on his wrist and threw himself back into the computer screen.

More than two hours later, Mo Yiding's alarm clock rang. He rang the alarm, went to the bathroom, took a quick shower, and then cleaned up and ready to go out. After all, Jiang Yuanbai is still in a coma, so he still has to go to find out about the situation.

He hesitated for a few seconds before he went out. Finally, he picked up the silk ribbon from the bedside table and wrapped it around his wrist.

Half an hour later, Mo Yi comes to the address Jiang yuanrou sent him before.

It was a villa on the outskirts of the city. It wasn't very big. It even looked low-key from the outside.

Jiang yuanrou comes to meet Mo Yi in person. She is far from the embarrassed appearance in the copy. Her makeup and clothes are decent and exquisite. Her long dark brown curly hair is coiled behind her head, revealing a bright and gentle face.

She was familiar with beckoning and showed a smile to Mo Yi: "you are coming."

Mo Yi nodded, walked slowly forward, stood in front of Jiang yuanrou, exchanged greetings at will, and then went straight to the topic and asked:

"by the way, where is Jiang Yuanbai? I'll go and see him. "

A trace of sadness flashed on Jiang yuanrou's face, but she quickly covered up her emotional fluctuation and said to Mo Yi, "follow me."

After saying that, they went to the house one after the other.

The interior decoration of the villa is as low-key as that of the outside. Both the hall and the corridor are quite imposing. The floor is covered with thick wool carpet, which can completely absorb the sound of their feet.

Mo Yi follows Jiang yuanrou up the stairs and stops in front of a room --

Jiang yuanrou pushes the door open gently. Mo Yi looks into the room and sees Jiang Yuanbai lying quietly on a big bed in the middle of the room. His face is pale and almost integrated with the same color sheet. His eyes are closed, and he seems to have no vitality as in the copy.

He seemed to be asleep, and his chest heaved quietly and slowly under his thin quilt.

There are several huge medical instruments beside the bed. Several light green screens display several regular curves. It seems that they are used to monitor Jiang Yuanbai's vital signs. In the quiet room, the sound of light drops is heard.

Jiang yuanrou stares at Jiang Yuanbai lying on the bed, sighs a long sigh, and then whispers:

"since leaving the copy yesterday, he has been like this."

Mo Yi nodded and asked, "what did your doctor say?"

Jiang yuanrou walked out of the door, her slender back leaning against the wall of the corridor, and her face showed a sense of exhaustion that was hard to cover up:

"it's not different from yesterday. Yuanbai's physiological function is completely healthy, but there is no way to wake up. Maybe the rate is psychological. "

Mo Yi looked thoughtfully at Jiang Yuanbai, who was lying on the bed in the room, and pursed his lips slightly:

"it is possible, after all, if according to the time in real life, he stayed in the copy for nearly half a month. And what happened in the copy We don't know. "

The only person who may know Jiang Yuanbai's state at the moment is Wen Chen. However, he is still in a state of deep sleep that consumes too much energy.

With a long sigh, Jiang yuanrou pinched her nose and nodded gently“…… Yes

The room is filled with warm and fragrant breath, and only the monotonous and regular drip sound of machines in the room can be heard in the air.

Mo Yi takes back his sight, steps back and walks out of the room. He takes the door of the room.

The sound of the machine was isolated from the heavy wooden doors, and the air in the corridor was silent and silent.

Jiang yuanrou took out a cigarette and put it on her lips. She bit it gently with her teeth. After a few seconds, she took it down again. She rubbed the slender lady cigarette with her fingers unconsciously. She looked worried.

Mo Yi looked at her quietly for a while, and asked coldly, "don't you smoke?"

Jiang yuanrou seemed to be half awakened, raised her head, smirked covertly, and then stuffed the cigarette back into her pocket:

" No, quit. "

She looked up at Mo Yi with a wry smile:

"how to say It's not very good to see the family members who have been lost and recovered will soon be lost again. "

Jiang yuanrou blinked and lifted her eyes again. When she lifted her eyes, she laughed and said:

"let's go. Let's go to the study."

Mo Yi nodded, followed Jiang yuanrou to another direction, through several corridors, came to the study.

Hot tea was ready inside, and white smoke curled out.

Mo Yi sat on one of the chairs, reached for a cup of tea, then looked up at Jiang yuanrou and asked, "by the way, I haven't had a chance to ask you before - what was the last copy like? My vision has always been limited and I can't see the whole picture. "

Jiang yuanrou sits down opposite Mo Yi, also holds up a cup of hot tea, and then says:

"in a word The setting of that copy is about the same as what we had supposed. After Edwin's most evil personality killed other characters in his body, he became the master of his body. His idea is the same as you had guessed before. He thinks that the human soul is a butterfly bound in the body, and human life is ugly and dirty... "

Jiang yuanrou shivered subconsciously and went on to say:

"he felt that his act of killing people and dismembering people was a help to all of us and help human beings to extricate themselves from the body that imprisoned their souls Art is a kind of beauty. "

Mo Yi listens carefully and stares at Jiang yuanrou through the misty tea mist. She continues to say:

"but According to what I saw after I fell down, Edwin's other personalities were not true, good and beautiful either. The two adult personalities were obsessed with curing mental illness at all costs. The young personality, I think, was a mirage of his deformed childhood. The other two were his protectors, and he was a cowardly escapist. "

Jiang yuanrou sipped her tea gently and concluded, "in short, it's quite abnormal."

Mo Yi nodded and then asked, "what happened after you fell down?"

Jiang yuanrou shrugged: "the following is actually the red door I saw in the last copy, but it was opened this time - inside is Edwin's slaughterhouse, and I found other information about this copy in it."

Although she said it lightly, Mo Yi had personally experienced the copy and clearly knew its difficulty and hardship.

That kind of adventure and tension is revealed from Jiang yuanrou's words -

" I was on the wrong foot, and I was almost dismembered by Edwin, and my leg was broken at that time

Jiang yuanrou's fingers holding the tea cup tightened slightly, and their fingertips turned white: "but at that critical moment Like an earthquake, the whole room began to shake violently and collapse... "

She pursed her lips, a little pale: "and Edwin, as if disturbed by something, stopped, and I had a chance to kill..."

Mo Yi was keen to capture the key word and interposed: "disturbed?"

Jiang yuanrou nodded and frowned as if she was recalling something. Then she hesitated and said, "yes, it's like The picture of the TV set is disturbed by other signals, which is similar to the screen being jammed. "

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes and nodded thoughtfully.

Interesting.

Jiang yuanrou, who was sitting opposite, raised her head and gazed at him and asked in a low voice:

" Does this have anything to do with the cracks in the sky I saw after climbing out of my old house? "

She looked at Mo Yi deeply, and continued: "I have never seen the sky of the copy ever become like that. I couldn't believe my eyes at that time --"

Mo Yi nodded thoughtfully and replied:

"maybe it is, but I don't know much more than you now, so I can't draw any conclusions..."

Subconsciously, he rubbed the delicate edge of the white porcelain teacup in his palm, and the mild touch was transmitted to his fingertips"I only know that this should have something to do with the rescue of Yuan Bai."

This rescue action of Jiang Yuanbai seems to have touched a key point of the whole game, and pulled out several clues and threads.

It was as if the gold digger saw a little golden reflection in the vast expanse of sand. The inexpressible excitement and tension brought by the feeling of finding evidence made his heart beat faster.

Mo Yi took a deep breath and suppressed the inexplicable emotion in his heart. Suddenly, he thought of the greatest meritorious official who contributed to this matter. Wen Chen, for a moment, couldn't help but be a little distracted.

At this time, it seemed as if his heart had a soul.

he was scratched by something soft in the palm of his hand.

Familiar touch, like fog, gently pruritus in the palm, as if coquetry gently wound over. 161

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