When Wang Ming first learned the name of Zhao Zhenxue, these three words only represent a small five-inch photo on the information. In the photo, Zhao Zhenxue is wearing a police uniform, with a persistent and firm look, with a unique vitality of a young man, and looks very heroic.

She has a clean resume, a good family background, beautiful appearance and simple mind. This is the comment Wang Ming gave to her after reading her information.

The first time I saw her was not long ago. The city government recorded the report. In this report, Zhao Zhenxue's impression of him gradually became three-dimensional. She looked more beautiful than in the photo, but her eyes were not as lively as the still photo on the information. She looked a little dull and even close to numb. This left a deep impression on Wang Ming. Her evaluation of her increased from a simple-minded naive policeman to an ordinary person with a commendable courage. She said that her commendable courage did not mean that she dared to oppose Ivan, but that she was brave enough to admit her mistakes and felt really guilty. There are fewer and fewer such people now. Compared with this, it seems that it is not a big disadvantage to not being smart enough.

Perhaps it is this valuable point that has become the reason why Wang Ming is looking for her now. In Wang Ming's opinion, whether it is smart or not is important, but in the face of sincerity, this factor is insignificant.

"Hello." Wang Ming saw Zhao Zhenxue's surprised expression when he opened the door and introduced himself, "My name is Wang Ming, we have seen it before."

"Hello." Zhao Zhenxue opened the door, and quickly took a pair of slippers, "Let's talk."

When Wang Ming changed his shoes, Zhao Zhenxue walked into the living room to prepare to pour tea. At this time, he heard the sound of cartoons playing in the TV in the living room, and there was a gentle voice of a little girl in the middle: "Sister, is there a guest coming?"

"It's a friend of my sister. It's okay, you can watch your TV."

"I have watched this episode, so I'd better go back to do my homework..." After the little girl said that, the sound of the TV in the living room disappeared. After a while, Wang Ming saw a cute little girl in a beige coat passing by the foyer. Before opening the door and entering the room, she looked at Wang Ming with a little curious look. Wang Ming caught her gaze, looked back and smiled at her, but the other party did not enter the room.

This little girl - she is too alert. Wang Ming walked into the living room while analyzing it in his heart.

The tea was already brewed, but after Wang Ming sat down, he didn't rush to drink it. He looked up at Zhao Zhenxue, and her expression was calm and almost silenced. Wang Ming said straight to the point: "I still remember you asked about my identity before, but I didn't say it at that time. Now I can tell you that I am from the Information Analysis Department of the Public Security Department. To put it simply, I am in the intelligence work."

Wang Ming's words made Zhao Zhenxue's calm face appear in a slight turbulence. She raised her head and looked calm: "Oh, if you have anything else to ask, just ask quickly. As long as I know, I will say it."

Wang Ming originally wanted to explain that the other party might have misunderstood his purpose, but looking at Zhao Zhenxue's expression, he gave up. It can be seen that this poor man had been tortured by despair for a long time, and this state was not very suitable for the next conversation.

Wang Ming stared at Zhao Zhenxue calmly, his eyes as if penetrating the crystal-like eyes and reaching her heart. Usually such gazes make people uncomfortable, but Zhao Zhenxue obviously doesn't feel that way. She was waiting quietly, sitting in front of her cup of tea, like a puppet.

Wang Ming took the initiative to break the peace: "Ivan's affairs must have put a lot of mental pressure on you."

"What?" Zhao Zhenxue raised her head and looked at Wang Ming in confusion, not understanding what he meant by saying this.

"What did I say? Actually, you know it very well in your heart. I mean you are self-blame, and you are always blaming yourself." When he said this, Wang Ming paused for a moment, and then successfully saw a reaction on Zhao Zhenxue's face. "It seems that I was right. Why, you don't really think that everything about Ivan is your responsibility."

"Isn't it?" Zhao Zhenxue shook her head helplessly, "I don't want to shirk responsibility. This is my fault. I admit that it is my childishness and self-righteousness. We may have kept the situation in a very small range. At that time, he didn't know much about the situation on the earth..."

"Do you think we might ‘control’ him at this time?" Wang Ming laughed in a low voice, and then directly denied, "Don’t take all the dirty water on yourself. In fact, if you weren’t there, our situation might be more passive. You are right. Ivan didn’t know the situation on earth at that time, but we had a little understanding of his ‘magic’. It is because of your existence that we can obtain first-hand information about him. In contrast, I think the current situation is still acceptable, at least, we are not ignorant of him now."

"I'm not comforting you. What I'm talking about is facts. Your existence does have an indispensable meaning. Maybe you can't feel this meaning yourself. Just like two iron blocks, if they collide, they will inevitably suffer damage to each other, but if you add a spring in the middle, the damage will be much smaller, and you are this spring."

I have to say that as an expert in psychology, Wang Ming's words reached the most critical point. Zhao Zhenxue's face was slightly better, but in her heart, there was one thing that she could never let go.

"It's too late to say anything now. Things have developed to the current situation. Everything should have happened. Besides, these are still a kind of self-comfort after all."

"What's the situation now?" Wang Ming heard something in Zhao Zhenxue's words.

"He..." Zhao Zhenxue hesitated for a moment, but considering the other party's identity and talking to the conversation just now, he still said, "The Tian Jun in the Japanese video is probably his subordinate. I have seen him before. He is just an ordinary street gangster. His superpowers should be true, but Ivan never mentioned this to me. I don't know if this ability can be learned or something..."

"Oh?" Wang Ming was surprised. This was an unexpected piece of information. But after thinking about it carefully, it was not surprising. "It seems that he is more cautious than I thought... Are you worried that he will do such a thing in China?"

“There is this possibility.”

"No, it's not possible," Wang Ming shook his head, "but it's certain. If I hadn't met you, what happened in Japan now might have happened here long ago."

"This..." Zhao Zhenxue stood up in disbelief and finally moved, "How could it be?"

"Why can't it?" Wang Ming asked back, "When he came, you know the best what he did, killing people, robbing money... In his mind, our moral values ​​may not exist at all. Everything he did seemed normal to him. Think about it, if it was not you who was responsible for surveillance at that time, but another policeman, what would he do."

Before Zhao Zhenxue could answer this question, Wang Ming rushed to say: "This policeman either fled or resisted, but the result was the same. The police station would invest more strength afterwards, just like what the Japanese government did. What would Ivan do? Stop stop? It is impossible. He has no need to be afraid of us and compromise? It is even more nonsense. The government cannot compromise with a murderer. Moreover, both sides have two completely different ways of thinking, just like the British came to negotiate with the Qing Dynasty. There was no basis for the negotiation at all. In the end, violence should be used to achieve the goal. Think about it, what would be the end of using violence?"

What else can it be? Wang Ming doesn’t need to continue explaining, Zhao Zhenxue can continue to deduce, pursue, counter-pursuit, friction, escalate...

"But you don't need to worry too much. This is just an assumption. After all, Ivan gave me the impression that he was not as crazy as the Tian Jun in the video. I think that since Tian Jun has it, we are still safe for the time being."

Zhao Zhenxue looked back at Wang Ming in confusion, and Wang Ming could only continue to explain: "Is this difficult to understand? Tian Jun is a test paper he gave to humans. I don't think he will act easily before handing in the answer."

"So many people died just for the so-called test?" Zhao Zhenxue was shocked by Wang Ming's guess. "Why is he so cruel? What else will he do after that? What is his purpose in the test?"

Wang Ming shrugged and spread his hands: "How do I know? As for cruelty? Maybe, this sounds unacceptable, but I think this may be just the beginning. Something more difficult for us to imagine may appear later."

"Is something unimaginable?" Zhao Zhenxue murmured and repeated. Zhao Liang's face appeared in her mind like lightning. She trembled all over as if she was shocked by electric shock. Three words blurted out: "Consciousness Network!"

"Consciousness Network?" Wang Ming was a little surprised, "What is that?"

"It must be like this, it must be like this..." Zhao Zhenxue felt that she must have been exposed to the truth and even her voice was unstable. "Before, he had asked Chen Lei to join a thing called Consciousness Network. Chen Lei described that feeling to me. He said that this might be a way to control people's minds, and Zhao Liang, he might have already..."

"You mean, his purpose is to use magic to control everyone to serve him?" Wang Ming stood up, paced back and forth in the room, and said to himself, "It seems to be understandable. Japanese reports also mentioned that someone preached on the spot, and many people were like being deviled... However, if he just wanted to spread this kind of thing, he didn't need to expose it."

"He said that this exposure was unexpected." Zhao Zhenxue reminded on the side, "Maybe he was not prepared for it either."

"No, no," Wang Ming retorted keenly, "With his ability, he can find a way to remedy it. If it doesn't work, it's not a problem to escape, but he didn't do this. Why did he stay?"

A fully rational and smart person who does something seriously will definitely have sufficient preparation, clear goals, sufficient confidence, and sufficient ability.

Ivan has the ability and has enough time to prepare, but Wang Ming can't find the other two things. What is his purpose? Why does he have such confidence? What exactly is it that can give him such confidence, so that even when facing the eyes of the whole world, he can be so calm and fearless.

Are human beings really so vulnerable to him? Wang Ming asked himself this in his heart, and soon he gave the answer again. No, he is also wary of human beings. Human beings have something that can scare him, and Tian Jun is the best proof.

He is still tempting, but he seems to be sure of victory. Is this almost arrogant faith a kind of paranoia, or is he really mastering some higher truth? Or, realizing some more real fact?

unknown.

...

The living room was quiet. In this silence, Wang Ming was doing long, rigorous, and almost painful thinking. Wang Ming felt that his mind was like the old-fashioned oil press I had seen when he was a child. The wooden shaking handle creaked, rotated, and then rotated. The thinking flowed hard in pain. For a while, it seemed that there was no end to see the process.

The only clues have been chewed in my mind countless times. Ivan's ability, background, behavior, habits, and personality... Wang Ming tried his best to dig out more information in these things, but this was in vain. After all, the seeds that have been squeezed out once could not get more things even if he tried hard.

"You can't do this." After a long thought, Wang Ming suddenly spoke and said in a low voice. Zhao Zhenxue didn't know whether he was talking about the answer to thinking or was talking to himself. However, when he saw Wang Ming's eyes, he felt a bright light flashing in his eyes, like a jumping flame. Wang Ming stared at Zhao Zhenxue tightly, and said to her, and to herself: "We can't sit like this and wait for death."

Zhao Zhenxue felt like a pile of straw was instantly ignited by this gaze. She nodded fiercely and agreed. The shadow caused by Yifan in Zhao Zhenxue's heart had already covered her sky, and Wang Ming appeared like a flash of lightning. The momentary light allowed Zhao Zhenxue to see the road ahead for a while. Although the endless darkness still existed, she obviously realized that only by moving forward firmly is the only way out.

But before she set out, she still needed to determine the direction again: "I know, but what exactly should we do?"

"The first step is very simple," Wang Ming turned his head and looked at Zhao Zhenxue. His eyes were full of unyielding fanaticism, but the coldness in his tone made Zhao Zhenxue tremble, "Just as he said, join the consciousness network."

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