Chapter 24 12. Counterattack

World News Agency, June 2, 2025: A four-person spaceship exploded on its return from space yesterday, killing all three crew members who fell into waters off China's coast.They are: Mr. Ji Yechen, a famous writer and philosopher, Mr. Ji's granddaughter Jiping Ruyi, and his son-in-law Yu He Jianming, a police officer.The B-type man RB Keane on the same plane was also accidentally destroyed. Relevant parties are working hard to salvage the wreckage of the fuselage and find the remains of the deceased, and to trace the cause of the accident.A more credible statement is that fuel leakage from the spaceship caused the explosion.

At 7:30 in the morning, director Gao Guodongchang came to the director's office on time, which was his work habit for many years.Secretary Xiao Zhao was already waiting outside as usual. She followed the chief to the inner room, said good morning, brought a cup of green tea, and put the newspaper on the desk, with the spaceship explosion on the top. Quietly back out and close the door. Only Director Gao and his giant desk were left in the room, an astonishingly large desk.In extremely spacious offices, desks take up a third of the space.The area he usually uses is less than one-tenth of the desktop, and the remaining area is almost as good as an indoor ice rink.A reporter once took a famous photo with the desk as the background, which was taken from a high place, a huge black desk, a relatively small man in uniform, with a shiny light head hanging down, no face visible .This photo has won awards at several film festivals.Director Gao liked this photo very much and thought it was very imposing, so he framed the photo and hung it in his office.It was a long time later that a friend in the literary and art circles told him that this photo had allegorical meaning, of course it was derogatory, and it symbolized "the obliteration of human nature by power".Director Gao was secretly a little annoyed—that kid who took the photo was so unethical!I remember that when taking pictures, in order to obtain the effect of shooting from above, the reporter set up a tall ladder in the office, tossing for a long time, and he also cooperated vigorously!But he was not willing to destroy the photo, he just took it off the office and sent it home.

Director Gao Guodongchang is fifty-five years old this year, and has worked in the SAR Police Department for thirty-five years, from a second-level police officer to a second-level superintendent.He is an extremely dedicated and competent cog in this vast bureaucracy (the term is not derogatory).The state institutions in each period are divided into the decision-making level and the executive level.The decision-makers are wise and prudent people. When they decide on a national policy, they always weigh it over and over again with trepidation and try to consider both positive and negative factors.For example, when they formulated the national family planning policy of "only one child is good", they also considered the side effects brought about by this sudden brake policy, such as the aging of the population, the decline of the population's physical fitness, and the doting on the only child etc.; when they formulated the national policy of "restricting Type B people", they also repeatedly weighed the moral legitimacy of this policy, weighed whether it would cause hidden dangers of social instability, and so on.It can be said that any policy is the result of "choosing the lesser of two evils and the greater of two benefits", but once the policy is determined, after reaching the executive level, this dialectical thinking is cut off, and the executive level firmly believes that, The above policies are all correct, what they have to do is to implement it to the extreme with the best of their ability, even if such extreme has surpassed the original intention of the decision-makers.

Gao Guodongchang, the second-level police supervisor with four bars and two flowers, is the most typical member of the executive level.His whole life is connected with the policy of type B people. In his mind, the restriction, prevention and even suppression of type B people have become religious beliefs and philosophical beliefs. He sipped his green tea and scanned the newspaper reports.In fact, he had already seen the content on it from the reports of the space patrol and the electronic news.Yesterday's decision was made hastily, but he doesn't regret it now.It can be said that it was his decisiveness that quelled a political earthquake.

He silently looked at the photos of the deceased published in the newspaper. The photos of Yoshino Omi and RB Keen did not arouse any emotion in him, but Yu He Jianming and Ji Ping Ruyi aroused guilt.Yu He Jianming, one of his favorite generals, is an excellent police officer and a likable young man.Gao Guodongchang has come into contact with thousands of humanoids, and they all have an obvious "humanoid taste", which is indescribable feeling of restraint, shrinkage, and dimness.He once boasted that any humanoid could smell him when he sat in front of him.But Yuhe Jianming has worked with him for eight years, but he has never smelled anything.Jianming has a cheerful personality, always smiles brightly, is professional and superb, and his intuition for identifying fake fingerprints is unrivaled.

Unfortunately, he is a humanoid. Gao Guodongchang felt very sorry for the development of the situation to this point, but he couldn't imagine it.He has done his best for Jianming—he is also planning to hire a lawyer for him and let him escape through the net.The chief sighed and pushed the newspaper away. He pressed the intercom and said to the secretary, notify the detention room and bring He Buyi. "No," he changed his words, "invite him here." He planned to make a deal with He Buyi, a deal that would benefit both public and private.After a while, the door of the office opened, and the female secretary turned sideways humbly, leading He Buyi in.The director stood up to greet him, and pointed to the chair on the opposite side of the table with a smile.He Buyi looked at the furnishings in the room, went straight to the chair, and sat down.

This eighty-year-old man is in good health, with a strong back, a straight back, and a steady pace.According to the materials Qi Hongde just revealed, the former chief scientist of No. 2 Hebusu stole a Shidouer from No. 2 factory 30 years ago by using his fake belly.The director couldn't help but look at his stomach twice more. That's right, he doesn't have a big belly now, his belly is flat, and his body is as fit as a young man's. He Buyi looked at the director, his eyes were as calm as water, his clothes were very neat, and the three days of detention didn't seem to affect him at all.Gao Guodongchang looked at him, unable to restrain his awe.His thoughts suddenly returned to his childhood. He spent his childhood in the countryside and was with thousands of creatures every day: bean sprouts emerging from the soil, oil sellers gliding on the water, and dragonflies perched on the tip of the grass. On the tip, ants scurry on the ground.He often teases the ants to play, blocking the ant's path with a leaf, waits for the ant to climb the leaf, and then moves the leaf to a distance.After the ants climb off the leaves, they will turn around twice without thinking, and then quickly find the direction of the ant nest, and then crawl away in a hurry.How do these little ants find their way?Every little creature has infinite mysteries and infinite magic, and it seems that they can only be created by God or the Emperor of Heaven.But, all of a sudden, why don't you mess around with a bunch of atoms.

He's wife, Yu Baibing, was waiting at the door in an old Fukang car. The female secretary helped Mr. He get into the car and handed over a small bag containing his clothes.Seeing her husband, Yu Baibing burst into tears, but He Buyi didn't seem to notice. He said goodbye to the female secretary cordially, closed the car door and said: "Let's go." He said briefly when the car drove out of the street, "Don't cry, at least don't cry in front of them." I haven't seen her for three days, and my wife seems to be ten years older. Her eyes are dim, and there is an indelible sadness floating in her pupils.After driving in silence for a while, she asked in a hoarse voice:

"Accident or murder?" "Murder, of course." Her tears welled up again, she wiped away her tears, stopped talking, and drove the car silently. Watching the aging figure walk out, Chief Gao put his hand on his forehead and sighed heavily.He kept this posture until Xiao Zhao came back, and he asked: "gone?" "gone." "This test is finally over." He looked up at Xiao Zhao, who had been in a gloomy mood since he went to work. "What else do you have to say?" The female secretary said: "Director, why is Yu He Jianming a type B person?"

The director smiled wryly: "Yeah, why is he a B-type person?" Jianming is easy-going and cheerful, and he is very popular among colleagues.In the past, due to the relationship between duties, the term "humanoid" always had a derogatory meaning and a peculiar smell in the police vocabulary. This is a common atmosphere in the police station.However, he thought anxiously, the appearance of Yu He Jianming had brought a crack to this atmosphere.He waved his hand and said: "Let's not talk about him, what's the plan for this morning?" The female secretary also resumed her business-like tone: "Both Lu Duan Jijun and Chen Hu Mingming want to meet you, it's all private matters."

"What's up?" "I don't know, they want to talk to you." "Let Old Lu come in first." Lu Duan Jijun pushed the door carefully and came in. Today he had a new haircut, neatly dressed, with a look of desolation deep in his brows, not as carefree as usual.He was sitting upright across the table, handing over a document with both hands.The director glanced at it and saw that the title was "resignation report", so he said unhappily: "What's the matter? I remember you are only fifty-six years old, why did you retire early? The bureau is sorry for you?" Lu Duanjijun smiled bitterly, and said seriously: "I resigned purely for personal reasons. Director, after handling the case of Sima Linda, I really feel that I am old, backward, and unable to adapt to this world. I am like a child entering the The theater was full of excitement with the drums and drums beating, but the deeper plot couldn’t be understood. Director, I’m not a person who admits defeat easily. I’m usually quite confident, but this time I really surrender. Forget it, don’t make me feel ashamed again Well, whatever the case, I was once a business backbone in the bureau, and I have made some achievements. I want to get out as soon as possible, so as not to make it late. Director, please understand my feelings and sign the agreement. " Gao Guodongchang looked at him, and his distress was sincere.Lao Lu's cultural level is not high, and he got to this position only through his own efforts.Maybe he shouldn't have been assigned to the "too deep" case then?But who knew then?Who would have guessed what "computer god" could be involved in a researcher's suicide?The director put the resignation report in the drawer and said in a heavy tone: "Okay, put the report here, let's talk about it after researching. Actually, it's time for me to write a retirement report, and I also feel that this world is difficult to deal with. I will make a copy of your report later and submit it together." Lu Duan Jijun didn't respond to his joke, and said seriously: "Director, I'm serious, don't fool me." He stood up, but didn't leave immediately, "Director, Yuhe Jianming... how can he be a humanoid? ?” Director Gao shook his head and did not reply.The real cause of Yuhe Jianming's death is already an open secret, but it's all tacitly understood by everyone.Everyone has no complaints about the director's ruthless treatment. For a humanoid with bad tendencies, this is the punishment he deserves.However, comparing him with Police Officer Yu He Jianming back then, the contrast is too strong. After Lao Lu left, Mingming came in with his head down, and handed over a report with a dejected expression.The director said angrily, "It's another resignation report! Did you discuss it with Lu Duan Jijun?" Mingming shook his head: "I didn't know that Lao Lu was going to resign. I decided to resign on my own, and it has nothing to do with others." She already knew the truth about Jianming's death.With her love for Jianming, she should have hated the murderer and tried to take revenge, but she didn't.The basic fact that the man she had loved turned into a Type B person made everything sour.System B of the police station is the place where the "Yi Xia Zhi Fang" thought is the strongest. As long as she thinks that she once loved an artificial life, a workpiece that came off the production line, she will feel shame and hatred to bite her heart—but she And I can't forget that man with a bright smile. She will not avenge a B-type person, and will not trouble Chief Gao, she just wants to escape, to avoid this sad place.Director Gao looked at her for a long time, she felt the director's gaze, she lowered her head and said nothing.Finally, the director happily signed: "Obviously, I understand your feelings, and I won't keep you anymore. Please understand, some decisions are not from my original intention." Mingming whispered, "I know, I don't blame you." "I hate to let you go, but—respect your wishes." After Mingming left, Director Gao looked at the closed door behind her with a sense of loss.Mingming's resignation was a mild protest, and he was fully aware of that.There are many people who hate him deeply, like He Buyi and his wife, but he can't help it.In the social structure, there are always several unpleasant but inseparable jobs, such as his profession, which must be carried on by someone. He rubbed his forehead to drive away these distracting thoughts.The bombing of the spaceship isn't over yet.Salvage in the nearby sea found three mutilated limbs, but none of Yuhe Jianming's.Is he dead or alive?In addition, Qi Hongde just intercepted the phone call with the airship on the eve of the explosion. It was this guy who revealed Yuhe Jianming's real identity to the police, but only two days later, he was the one who tipped off Yuhe Jianming again!What role was this man playing?When the airship exploded, Qi Hongdegang's helicopter was just below the airship.Since then, his helicopter has been found a hundred kilometers away, but Degang himself has never been seen. His whereabouts should be closely monitored, so he rang the bell and asked his secretary to call police officer Shi Liu Tiebing. It was an October morning, dry and cold, with a cloudless, solemn blue sky overhead.The golden sycamore leaves covered the road, turning with the autumn wind.Yu Baibing drove west out of Nanyang, the tall buildings gradually became sparse, and the road was lined with restaurants, shops and majestic elevated advertisements.The road passed a village, and a mother duck led a group of ducklings, crossing the road like no one else, ignoring the sound of the horn.A dozen children played by the side of the road, jumping rope, jumping rubber bands, pushing hoops, these ancient games seemed to outlast the law.The boy skipping rope was already covered in sweat, and his feet were not yet tired. The two girls counted in clear and clear childish voices, three hundred and four, three hundred and five, three hundred and six... Yu Baibing couldn't help but slow down Speeding up the car, I took a second look at the rope skipping boy.Jianming has been fond of rope skipping since he was a child, and he can easily jump thirty or forty "double shakes" (jump once and shake the rope twice), and even jump three times.After school, the father and son often compete in skipping rope.Thinking of this, she wiped away her tears again. Then the car got on the Ningxi Expressway, neither of them spoke, Yu Baibing was busy driving the car at a speed of 120 kilometers per hour, He Buyi closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, his brows were furrowed, and his lips trembled slightly.There was a constant flow of traffic on the expressway, and one after another limousines honked their horns to overtake them, then turned into the fast lane and turned off their overtaking lights.A convertible car overtook them, and a group of young people in the car seemed to be traveling somewhere, laughing excitedly and spreading their laughter behind them.Outside the fence, a few Nanyang cattle stared at the passing vehicles with indifferent eyes, and the green field quickly slid back.With Jianming dead, their world has collapsed, but the outside world is still the same. They got off the expressway at Shangnan, which is a relatively large station entrance. There were more than 20 cars parked in the rest area. According to the license plate, there were cars from Shaanxi, Ningxia, and Xinjiang.The restaurant was bustling.They refueled the car, why don't you tell your wife not to waste time here, just buy a box lunch for two.Yu Baibing went to buy two boxes of fast food, and when he came back, his eyes were red again.Why not realize that she thought of her son again.Thirteen years ago (an unlucky number) they stopped here when they sent Jianming to college, and they also ate here several times after taking Jianming home.Not long ago, they planned to take Jianming and Ruyi home for their honeymoon here.Today things are still but people are not.He Buyi didn't give much comfort, and simply said: "Eat, I'll drive after dinner." After the meal, the car drove all the way to the northwest and bumped on the mountain road for more than two hours.The sky gradually darkened, the lights on the road gradually became sparse, a round of bright moon rose from the valley, and a huge solitary tree stood on the mountainside, like a black silhouette.The car drove over the Manshui Bridge in front of the village, and the clear mountain spring flowed past, forming a whirlpool beside the Woniu Stone.It was already dark when I got home, and the lonely courtyard was embedded in a mountain depression. The moonlight peacefully shone on the fence and tiled houses, and on the pomegranate and pepper trees in the courtyard.The snow-white car lights pushed away the darkness in the courtyard, and the livestock and poultry in the pen began to commotion.Yu Baibing said: "You go to the house to rest. I'll go and see the livestock pen. I haven't fed them all day." "let me help you." "No, you can rest first. I'll make you dinner after feeding." The pigs and sheep were humming and bleating vigorously. The feed left yesterday had been eaten.There was also a small commotion in the chicken coop, but it was getting dark, and they all cowered in the chicken coop and dared not come out.Yu Baibing mixed a pot of pig feed, and pulled a few handfuls of grass into the sheep pen.The pigs and sheep buried their heads in eating, and the pen became quiet. Looking at the gluttonous pigs and sheep, Yu Baibing always felt that there was still a small figure, which was Ming'er toddler, and Ming'er running around on the ground.Ming'er always ran ahead when feeding, announcing childishly: Mom is here to feed you, don't rush, there is enough for you.At that time there was a big white rooster, almost as tall as Ming'er.It is aggressive by nature, and when it sees a figure outside the circle, it will chase and peck through the fence. Even if the owner feeds it, it will often stare at you fiercely.Only Ming'er gets on well with it, and it even allows Ming'er to touch its comb.When Ming'er grew up, he took up the job of feeding livestock and poultry, and finished the work quickly before going to school every day, until he left home to go to high school. Jianming has been a good boy since he was a child.Although they had a lot of savings when they decided to live in seclusion in the mountains, they couldn't afford the expenses of thirty years. Therefore, their life in the mountains was quite poor. At that time, Jian Ming's bright smile added a lot to the courtyard. Happy.Yu Baibing stood in the livestock pen, staring at the distance, across the night sky and time, she saw the scene thirty years ago again. After marrying He Buyi, her husband announced his plan. He did not intend to have a child of his own. He wanted to steal a humanoid baby with natural fingerprints from Factory No. 2, raise him in a human family, and give him the identity of a natural person. .He said with bright eyes: "It's very meaningful. We can say that we are writing a new 'Genesis.'" Yu Baibing was not happy at first.What woman doesn't want a biological child?But her husband's influence was too strong, and finally she agreed and became his loyal accomplice.The husband carefully made a belly cover to cover his body, and gradually stuffed stuffing into it, pretending to be a big belly.This process has been going on for four years, four years, and it is not an easy task to go through the No. 2 shower channel naked every day.The husband was very persistent in this matter, and in order to be safe, he even went to Kaifeng to learn magic during his vacation.Three years later, Yu Baibing did the same, pretending to be pregnant in the eyes of her neighbors.The plan was implemented in an orderly manner, and finally, that day came. That day, the husband left home early for work to carry out his "Fire Stealing" project (he named it very solemnly).Yu Baibing waited at home in fear.At twelve o'clock at noon, she called her husband as agreed, and heard her husband say loudly to others: "Congratulations, my wife just had a boy!" This is a code word, and she knows that her husband's plan has been completely successful.She hurriedly removed the stuffing on her stomach, anxiously waiting for her "son" to come home.Twenty minutes later, the husband's flying saucer landed in the yard, and the potbellied husband jumped out of the plane in a hurry, went straight to the house, and whispered, "Quick! Quick!" Yu Baibing hurriedly helped her husband cut off the belly cover and took out the baby who had died in suspended animation.The baby's breathing was stopped at the moment, and they feared that the baby would actually suffocate him after being in the belly cover for nearly an hour.The injection was injected through the femoral vein, and for one minute, two minutes, the room was eerily quiet, and fine sweat dripped from their foreheads.Finally, the baby made the first slight movement, and his face slowly turned rosy, with the light of life rippling across his face.At that time, Yu Baibing truly realized the wonder of life.A cold, dead baby with a rigid expression, like a roughly carved stone statue, but when the light of life flooded his whole body, he let out a loud cry, and his whole body was immediately infused with spirituality, everything about him: closed His eyes, small face, small earlobes, small arms and legs, and the little penis in his crotch all became so lovable.She held the baby in her arms with the emotion of a mother in her heart.As for the husband, he was exhausted at this time, sitting on a chair and panting. On the same day, the couple took their children and fled into the mountains.Because this baby is already equivalent to a four-month-old ordinary human baby, they are afraid that the neighbors will see the flaws.Then there was thirty years of complete seclusion, living in a single courtyard away from the crowd, and the villagers did not know He Buji's true identity.For thirty years, Ming'er was almost the only content in their lives, and Ming'er grew up slowly under their noses.At that time, being human-like was commonplace, but when his son grew up slowly, Yu Baibing couldn't get rid of the faint fear.The son's DNA is piled up by physical methods, does he really have human vitality?Will his development suddenly stop one day or suddenly get out of control?Will it grow a tail or two horns?Ming'er didn't know their doubts, Ming'er was growing up happily.He grows milk teeth, the milk teeth fall out, and are replaced by neat new teeth.His body gradually grew taller, his voice became thicker, his Adam's apple protruded, a beard grew around his lips, and sparse pubic hair grew out of his lower abdomen.He had his first nocturnal emission—she remembered that the husband and wife had privately congratulated on it.Everything about the son is equal to a normal person.He made a girlfriend late, and his parents were secretly worried about it, because most Type B people in society are sexually frigid.Of course, this is mainly due to the effect of social psychology rather than physical structure. Then, will Jianming, who is completely in the living environment of natural people, have normal sexual ability?Finally, even the last worry was explained.He found a lovely girl, the two have been living together for two years, and after a little understanding, their sex life is very happy. She admires the technology created by her husband very much. How much information does a person's growth contain?The shape of various organs, the secretion of various hormones, various metabolic processes, specific personality...all of these must be included in the wordless book of DNA, how can so much information be accommodated in such a small DNA.Just the formation process of human fingerprints, if it is described in detail with instructions one by one, I am afraid it will take a thick book. But either way, the husband and his colleagues succeeded.The man-made Yuhe Jianming has grown up and is about to get married. They will definitely give birth to a cute baby.He fully possesses the feelings of a natural person, and he is deeply in love with his parents and lovers.But suddenly everything was messed up, overturned, Jianming's humanoid identity was exposed, and then he was killed.When old people lose their children, white-haired people send black-haired people. She was so absorbed in her sadness that she forgot the time.A noise in the kitchen woke her up, and she hurried back from the stable.The husband had already prepared dinner and brought it to the dining table, which was simple vermicelli with green onion, but this was already very rare. In the 30 years after marriage, my husband never went out of the kitchen.Why don't you say softly: "Wash your hands and eat quickly." Yu Baibing picked up the rice bowl, tears welled up again and fell into the rice bowl.He Buyi didn't speak, and finished his meal silently.After all, the two of them were getting old. After running for a day, they were sore and went to bed early.While sleeping, Yu Baibing asked: "When will Jianming's funeral be held?" "Wait, the police will notify us when they find the body." The two tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.Later, Yu Baibing fell into a hazy sleep, and his sleep was restless.The figure of Jianming, from childhood, childhood, and youth, was frequently inserted into the dream.Later she had a relatively coherent dream, Jianming was covered in blood, walked over, looked at her, and slightly scolded: Mom, so I'm a type B person?why don't you tell me.Yu Baibing sobbed and said: We didn't tell you, we want you to have a happy life.Jianming shook his head and said: You are wrong, Mom.Everyone has the right to know everything about themselves, it's too bad you didn't tell me before my death.Then his body began to blur and disappear, and his mother cried and pulled him... Yu Baibing woke up from his dream with tears all over his face.The moon has set, it is the darkest time before dawn.The cool air came down, and the arms were cool.She touched her husband, but he was not there, where did he go? From this day on, why don't you doubt that every day in the study, or flipping through tomes of books, or busy on the computer keyboard, he is picking up the knowledge and skills of the past.Although he was once a superb scientist and a genius with extraordinary intelligence, after all, he had been born for thirty years, and he was eighty years old. After two weeks of reviewing, his confidence slowly came back.The knowledge lost in thirty years of life has not been forgotten, they are all deeply engraved on the cerebral cortex, but covered with a layer of dust.Now it's just a matter of dusting it off.Moreover, He Buyi was proud to find that his brain power was still very quick. Of course, it was not as good as it was thirty years ago, but at least it could handle the work he was going to do now. He began intense planning.Planning something—the wife doesn't know.I saw him call out an extremely complicated program from the computer and modify it carefully.He was very enthusiastic about his work, and he never remembered to eat and sleep, so Yu Baibing had to follow behind him. Two weeks later, the police have not been notified whether the remains have been found.Sometimes Yu Baibing thinks, maybe his son is not dead yet?He Buyi couldn't bear to crush her fantasies, but he still said: "Don't have any illusions, Bai Bing, it was not an accident, it was a powerful remote-controlled bomb." Her body trembled visibly, and she went back to the kitchen silently.She didn't cry, her tears had already dried up. At night, the husband was busy in the study as usual, he did not turn on the light, only the glimmering light of the computer screen came out from the crack in the door.Yu Baibing couldn't sleep, and took a novel to pass the time, but her eyes often couldn't focus on the typeface.Where's Ming'er?Was he lying on the cold bottom of the sea now?She somehow remembered a western novel "Monkey's Paw": the old couple got an evil monkey's paw, which could grant the master's three wishes.The first wish is granted, and they get a hundred pounds - but the son dies suddenly, and the money turns out to be his pension; the grieving old woman makes a second wish, and the son really returns from the grave and the old man panicked and uttered a third wish, hastening to return the dreadful ghost to the grave.Yu Baibing thought, if she had such a monkey paw, her first wish would be to bring her son back from the grave, no matter how terrifying his face was. Someone is tapping on the window, tuk, tuk, tuk, tuk.Yu Baibing thought he might have heard it wrong, so he pricked up his ears.After a while, the sound of knocking on the window sounded again, a vague figure was drawn out by the cold light of the waning moon, and another low voice shouted: "Dad, Mom, it's me, open the door!" It was the sound of Jianming!Because of the meditation just now, Yu Baibing thought for a moment that the ghost of her son must have returned from the tomb, but without any hesitation, she immediately got out of bed barefoot and opened the door.A black shadow flashed into the room, an ugly and hideous face!Yu Baibing screamed, but the man grabbed her shoulders and said softly: "Don't be afraid, it's me, I'm hurt." She recognized her son from the figure, movement and voice. His handsome face was destroyed. Two long gashes ran across the face. The scar had just formed, and the stitches where the thread had been drawn could still be discerned. His eyelids were rolled up, making him The face looks horrific.She stroked these scars gently, her heart trembling.She wiped away her tears and said: "I'm so happy that you didn't die. Where's Ruyi? Where's Grandpa Ruyi? Have they escaped this disaster?" Jianming turned his gaze: "No. At that time, the briefcase containing the bomb was in Ruyi's arms. I heard that the police have fished out the wreckage of the three of them." Tears welled up in Yu Baibing's eyes, and she changed the subject: "It's good that you're alive. Go and tell your dad, he's working in the study." Only then did she see another person behind: "Who is this?" "It was Qi Hongdegang. He saved me. His helicopter just arrived at the sea area where the airship crashed." Yu Baibing has recognized him: "Please come in, please come in quickly. Thank you for saving Jianming." Qi Hongde just shook his head in embarrassment.He was the one who saved Jianming, but it was also his informant that killed Jianming.But first of all, it was Jianming's police duty that hurt Yajun.He muttered something unclear, followed Jianming in, closed the door behind him, and lay down on the door to listen outside. He Busu heard the commotion outside the study, and stood at the door of the study looking here.Yuhe Jianming walked towards him quickly, but the father and son did not hug and cry like mother and son. Jianming stood two steps away from him, and his four eyes looked at each other calmly.After a long time, why not doubt that: "Come into the study, let's talk. My wife, please entertain De Gang for me." Knowing that the father and son had a lot to say, De Gang immediately said, "Yes, mother Yu, hurry up, I'm starving!" He dragged Jianming's mother into the kitchen, and Jianming followed his father into the study.The two sat down opposite each other on the sofa and stared at each other silently. Their gazes were complicated and contained thirty years of family affection, the grievances and grievances between natural and B-type people, and the vicissitudes of four billion years of life.He Buyi looked at his son's bruised face and felt pity in his heart, but he hid his son-daughter affection under his solemn expression.Jianming shouted softly: "dad." Why not hesitate to hum, feeling very touched in my heart.Jian Ming has called his father for nearly thirty years, but today's call has a completely different meaning.he asks: "Surely you already know the whole story of your life?" Jianming nodded, recalling Qi Hongde's slap in the face before the airship exploded: You are a humanoid!It's a humanoid your dad stole from Factory 2!Then he lost consciousness, he struggled in a coma, a gleam of light appeared in the darkness of consciousness, but at that time he was hesitant to step into the light.Because he had a vague feeling that once he entered into a waking state, there was a terrible fact waiting for him, and this fact was no easier than death... He said: "Well, I see, most of them were told by De Gang, and a small part was told by me. I found it on the computer in the past few days." He said with a wry smile: "I have been a policeman for eight years, and I have checked the resumes of many suspects, but I forgot to check my own background first. Dad, thank you, thank you for putting I stole from No. 2, gave me thirty years of parental love, and made me build a complete self, otherwise, I might live in a muddle like other B-type people." He said sincerely. He Buyi said briefly: "Thank you? I am your father." Yuhe Jianming nodded, feeling very moved.Why Buyi is of course his father, but today this sentence has a special meaning.Why not doubt that: "Society is unfair to you. What are you going to do? I see that you are avoiding the police. It is not necessary. I am familiar with the law about B-type people. A humanoid with natural fingerprints who came out of the number 2, legally You can only be treated as a natural person. I can win this status for you." "No." Jianming shook his head and said coldly, "I'm not interested in this identity at all. What I'm least interested in right now is the identity of a natural person. I've thought a lot these days. The reason is that I have hurt a lot of B-type compatriots, and I want to do something to redeem my sins.” He looked at his father and explained, “I don’t think Dad will worry about me, you know me, I won’t ask Human revenge will not provoke a bloody vendetta between the two ethnic groups. I just want to erase the boundaries between the two ethnic groups so that they can live in harmony and blend together." He Buyi nodded, "This is a difficult job, and it cannot be done by one person alone." "Father, you are right. This cannot be accomplished by one person, and it cannot be accomplished in a short period of time. But we can use modern science, since science has created humanoids in just a few decades and completed the four gods. A job that took a billion years to complete, and I think science can also help us liberate Type B people in a few years." "What specific ideas do you have?" "I want to use Factory No. 2. Dad, you changed the production procedure of No. 2 thirty years ago to produce a Yuhe Jianming with natural fingerprints; I hope to change the procedure again in thirty years and produce a thousand, one Tens of thousands of humanoids with natural fingerprints. When they are all pushed into the society, it is estimated that the dam will also collapse, because it was originally built with floating sand." He looked at his father worriedly.He understands his father's broad mind. As early as thirty years ago, he dared to challenge the society and stole a humanoid baby to be raised at home. His benevolence for humanoids cannot be doubted.But after all, he is a part of natural human beings, can he do this?Unexpectedly, my father simply said: "Okay, that's exactly what I want to do! I've been preparing for it for two weeks." He saw through his son's worries, and said kindly, "You don't have to worry about my thoughts of defending against barbarians and summers. I abandoned it thirty years ago. All life in the world comes from matter, either directly or indirectly, and there is no distinction between them. All life," he emphasized, "even computers生命。电脑智力的发展已到了临界点，如果在一二十年内电脑能发展出自我意识，学会自我复制，一句话，进化出智能生命，我是不会惊奇的。” 剑鸣突然想起在鲁段吉军负责的案子中，那位自杀的副研究员也有类似的提法，不禁惊奇地看看父亲。 何不疑说：“现在人类对类人的歧视，不过是人类自恋症的临床表现。这种自恋症太顽固啦，不过它已经遭受过三次大的打击。第一次是哥白尼发现，人类居住的地球并不是宇宙的中心，而是宇宙中的一粒尘埃；第二次是达尔文发现，万物之灵的人类是猴子的后代；第三次是我和同事们用非生命物质组装出了真正的人。第三次打击是最致命的，现在的种种喧嚣只不过是这种自恋症临死前的反弹，它的寿命不会长久的。”他说，“我之所以没采取行动，是因为不想过于超前于时代。社会的觉悟是慢慢改变的，过于剧烈的变革也有副作用。不过，对高郭东昌这类'人类纯洁卫道士'我已经忍无可忍了。” 剑鸣欣喜地说：“你同意我的计划？” 何不疑简短地说：“同意。你和德刚先吃饭吧，吃完饭再谈。” 何不疑夫妇并肩坐着，欣赏着两个年轻男人狼吞虎咽的吃相。宇白冰的喜悦几乎不能自抑，她轻声对丈夫说： “我怎么像做梦似的，咱们失去的儿子真的又回来啦？” 何不疑拍拍她的手背：“是真的，不是做梦。剑鸣没死，剑鸣又回来啦。” 剑鸣说：“炸弹爆炸时我在太空艇前部，逃了一命，是如仪的身体为我挡住了炸弹。”他的目光黯淡下去，咬紧牙关，眼前闪出如仪血肉横飞的惨景。“另外，那时我已接到德刚的通知，让基恩打开了安全门，我想这也减轻了爆炸的威力。” 剑鸣妈感激地看看德刚。德刚的脸色也变得阴沉，他是想到了被气化的RB雅君。宇白冰忙用闲话岔了过去。 吃完饭，何不疑把两人叫到书房：“开始吧，咱们把那个计划好好合计一下。改变2号工厂的程序不是难事，我已经做过一次，难的是如何把修改指令送进去。2号的安全防护十分严格，内层的电脑局域网同外界严格隔绝，另有一个外层网络专门用于同外界联系。”他解释道，“你们知道，所有保密部门都划分内外层计算机网络，但由于内外层之间必然有大量信息需要传递，所以内外层之间不可能断开。为了安全，大都在内外层之间设一个'一错即断'式的单通道，外来者只要一次登录错误，通道立即断开，必须人力才能恢复。但在2号，连这种'一错即断'式的单通道也没有，内外层之间的信息传递必须靠人工进行。所以，尽管你俩都是电脑高手，也不要打算从外部闯进2号。必须有人进入2号，才能办成这件事。” 剑鸣同德刚相视一笑：“这些情况我们已大致了解，不过不要紧，世界上没有绝对安全的防范，只要能进入外层网络就能干很多事了。” 德刚补充道：“我们已经进入过2号的外层网络，获得了不少情报，也想出了一个进入2号的办法。” 他介绍了两人商量的办法，何不疑认真考虑后觉得还是可行的，又为他们补充了一些细节。然后说：“不过，不知道你们是否已经考虑到，这次的任务要比三十年前艰巨得多。你们不仅要制造出具有自然指纹的婴儿，还要瞒过检查系统把他们送出2号。否则，只会制造出一批待销毁的工件，又有什么意义呢。” 两人点点头：“我们知道，惟有这一点还没想出办法。” “2号的检验分电脑和人工检验两道关口。尤其是人工检验这一关，不可能通过某种指令去改变它。2号早就认识到，从某种程度上说，最低效的人工检验实际是最安全的，所以，2号一直坚持把人工检验放到最后一关，很难攻破它。” 剑鸣和德刚面有难色，但他们仍重复道：“没有绝对牢固的防范，慢慢想办法吧，总会有办法的。” 从进入电脑网络的那一瞬间，司马林达就有了天目、天耳，可以进行天视、天听。人类在几百万年的艰难跋涉、艰苦探索中获得的知识，他在一瞬间就全知全晓了。这里包含有相对论、弦论（大统一理论），以及他毕生钻研的整体论和超智力理论等。当然，这些都是低层次的十分简单的知识，他怜悯地想，人类中那些才华超绝的天才，以毕生精力研究出来的成果，原来是如此简单如此粗糙的玩意儿啊。 在电脑网络中，他享受到了完全的思维自由。这儿的思维以光速进行，不再受制于每秒百米的神经脉冲传播速度；这儿的信息是完全畅通完全透明的，不再分割成一个个的人形牢笼；这儿的思维是绝对高效的，不再受疲劳、睡眠、饥饿、性欲、死亡、沮丧等诸多因素的干扰。他进入的电脑网络共有近二百亿个单元，大致相当于人脑中神经元的数目，但单元的起点则不能同日而语。人脑中的神经元十分简单，只能根据外来的刺激产生一个冲动；而电脑网络中的单元是功能十分强大的微电脑，每个单元的功能已经接近于人脑了，二百亿个单元的复杂缔合又能达到什么高度呢。 立足于超智力的本域，他十分怜悯人类，又十分佩服，怜悯和佩服毫不矛盾。想想吧，人类以他们可怜的、低效的、空间和时间上都不连续的低等智力，竟然达到了相当辉煌的高度，甚至在某种程度上认识了人类自身。这种认识大致分为两个阶段，两个阶段组成一个循环。首先在猿人的懵懂意识中产生了智慧的灵光，有了“我识”，认识到自身是超越物质世界的，具有物质世界所没有的精神或灵魂；然后科学的发展逐渐抛弃了生命力、活力、灵魂这类东西，认识到人类的智力和精神完全基于物质结构的复杂缔合模式上。超越然后回归，这是认识上的两次飞跃，两次飞跃后回到了起点，但又高于起点。 可怜又可敬的人类啊。 司马林达遨游于超智力的本域，又不能忘情于他的前世。按说，从他进入网络的那一瞬间，他的思维就会在顷刻间弥散，溶入其中，就像是一滴水珠溶入大海，一束星光溶入月光。但他却保持了一个“思维包”的相对独立，保留着那个叫司马林达的低等智力体的爱憎。他知道这种表面张力是不会持久的，但他尽量保持着。 四百八十个小时前，他果断地抛弃了自己的皮囊，跳出那个人形牢笼，进入连续的思维场。但一旦抛却，又不免有些留恋。在这个思维的天国里，毕竟还缺少一些东西，这儿没有母亲遥远的咿唔声，没有草叶上的露珠，西天的彩霞，没有秋风拂面时那种苍凉的感觉，没有自己第一次同乔乔赤身相拥时的战栗感。这些感觉如今已经数字化了，以0、1数字串的形式被精确地记录下来，储存在思维的天国中，但这毕竟不是“那种”感觉了。 他叹息着（以数字化的形式叹息），沿着思维天国密密麻麻的管道，窥视着外面的世界。