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Chapter 3 Ladder
Familiar ceiling.

When the alarm clock rang in the early morning, Li Sheng opened his eyes and sat up from the bed suddenly.

This is a medium-sized bedroom, with several game posters on the wall, a computer desk at the foot of the bed, and a crumpled schoolbag lying on the floor.

What happened last night was not a dream.

He was still wearing his school uniform, and his clothes and pants still smelled of the river water. After looking in the mirror, there were traces of an incision on the neck, but there was a shallow scab forming on the wound, which couldn't be seen without looking carefully.

Why does it heal so quickly? Is it because of being stung by a bee monster, or is it because of those evil fragments?
Without time to think carefully, Li Sheng took off his clothes and pants and stuffed them into the bottom drawer of the computer desk.

It's too late to wash the clothes now, and you can't put the washing machine in, otherwise it will stink up the washing machine.

Then he dug out a few packets of desiccant from the bottom of the closet and put them in a sealed bag together with the water-soaked mobile phone to dehumidify.

Then I picked out a change of clothes and quietly opened the door.

The house has four bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and two bathrooms. It is spacious and elegantly decorated. The glass cabinet that serves as a partition between the living room and the dining room is filled with various competition trophies and honorary certificates obtained by cousins.

Fortunately, my aunt and uncle's family haven't gotten up yet. Li Sheng trotted into the bathroom, rinsed his whole body quickly, and found that the penetrating injury on the left shoulder of his back had mostly healed.

A rustling sound came from the living room. It seemed that the family members had woken up. He turned off the water and was about to dry himself off, put on his clothes and go out.

呲——

A large number of light-colored guard hairs suddenly sprouted from the right arm. It is about twenty centimeters long and extremely hard, like a steel nail.

Caught off guard, Li Sheng used his palms unconsciously and tore the thickened cotton towel soaked in water with a "tear" sound. It was no more difficult than tearing a piece of paper. The strength is far greater than before.

"Is there anyone in there?"

A clear female voice sounded outside the bathroom door, coming from cousin Xue Luomeng.

"It's me, taking a shower." Li Sheng turned on the rain shower, tried his best to keep his voice calm, and tried to break off the guard hairs on his arms, but couldn't stop it.
"Then hurry up." Xue Luomeng's footsteps left the door. At the same time, the sound of cooking in the direction of the living room became louder.

Li Sheng must not go out in this form. The scene of the taxi driver last night growing compound eyes, fangs, and membrane wings appeared in his mind again, and he was finally shot and killed by the Special Affairs Bureau.

Wait, something is wrong. There was nothing on the surface of the taxi driver's arms. Instead, these light-colored guard hairs were more like the ants that crawled onto the back of his hands under the bridge?

What is this, that I have absorbed the genes of ants?

Li Sheng looked at his arm blankly and suddenly had an idea. He stepped on the edge of the bathtub and reached out to the bathroom heater on the ceiling.

The bright and warm light of the bathroom heater shines through the skin of your arms, illuminating the blood vessels and muscles underneath.

Those guard hairs are not rootless trees. They have hair follicles at their roots, and there is a ring of muscles above the hair follicles.

Having muscles means maybe control.

A strong will arose in Li Sheng's mind, and he controlled the extra muscles to retract the guard hairs.

呲——

All the guard hairs slowly retracted and retracted under the skin. The skin surface is as smooth as ever, with no traces visible.

Successful.

Li Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, put the torn towel into his pocket, opened the door as usual, and saw Xue Luomeng who was about to knock on the door.

"Why did it take so long?"

Xue Luomeng complained and walked into the bathroom holding his clothes.

Li Sheng's aunt Li Zhao is the HR of a clothing company, and his uncle Xue Jingming is the sales manager of a shipping machinery and equipment company. The Xue family is still a large family that has been inherited for hundreds of years. It has a large-scale family business and holds an ancestor worship meeting every year.

Xue Jingming and Li Zhao are both very good-looking. Their son Xue Lingyu and daughter Xue Luomeng are also handsome men and beauties in the standard sense. They will attract people's attention when they walk on the street.

Xue Luomeng was very attached to Li Sheng when she was a child, never leaving him, even closer than her own brother. I don’t know when I started to become indifferent to him, treating him as a familiar stranger like my aunt.

Even though they go to the same high school and are only one grade apart, they only say hello coldly when they meet.

Li Sheng had long been accustomed to his family's attitude. He walked sideways out of the bathroom, returned to his room, and hid the torn towel.

Increased strength is not an illusion. He tried it before going out and found that the originally heavy computer desk could be lifted easily with one hand with his left hand, and he hardly felt any pressure.

The strength of the right hand is greater than that of the left hand.

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With the breeze blowing across his face, Li Sheng deliberately changed his riding path, stopped on the bridge, and looked at the neighborhood he passed last night from a distance.

Several old men in white sweatshirts were playing chess under the tree, and young men and women in sportswear were going for morning jogs with headphones on. Everything was so normal, as if no murder had ever occurred the night before.

Come to think of it, it was the so-called Special Affairs Bureau that took care of everything. Clean up the scene and delete surveillance.

Li Sheng shuddered inexplicably. It is impossible for any organization in human society to master business skills from the very beginning. There must be a process of practice and adaptation. The Special Affairs Bureau is so skilled. How many times have they destroyed corpses, eliminated traces, and blocked information?
In other words, how long ago did unusual events like last night begin? One year? Three years? Five years?
Li Sheng pulled his scarf to cover his mouth and nose, pedaled silently, and drove off the bridge. Driven by strong hunger and itchy arms, he went to a breakfast shop and bought ten meat buns and two cups of soy milk.

After finishing the meal, it was still not enough, so I changed to another store and bought two drawers of steamed dumplings and a bowl of vegetables and shredded pork noodles.

After packing it up and taking it away, I found an alley without surveillance cameras and ate it up in threes and threes. Only then did the hunger in my belly and the itching under my arms subside.

Li Sheng had a feeling that if he didn't eat enough, the guard hairs would poke out from under the skin like in the bathroom.

If you can't go to the hospital, the doctor will most likely report the situation. When the Special Affairs Bureau learns that something has slipped through the net, it is likely that he will be shot dead.

The most urgent task is to first understand the situation.

After thinking about it again and again, Li Sheng thought of someone.

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In the evening, in the cafeteria of Zhuoyue Middle School, a petite girl with short hair was sitting in the corner, eating alone and scrolling through her mobile phone.

She was wearing a white T-shirt, a gray plaid shirt, thin-rimmed glasses, and a cold and sharp expression between her eyebrows.

According to common sense, a girl with a good face like this would not eat alone even if there are no best friends around her.

The reason is simple. This Yuan Zhixia from the next class is a weirdo.

On the first day of school, when other students were nervously introducing themselves, she walked up to the stage and said carelessly: "I am a genius and I am not interested in ordinary humans. If there are aliens, future people, etc. among you, If you have visitors from another world or people with super powers, just come to me, over."

After saying these words about cosplaying Haruhi Suzumiya, she walked off the stage and started her career as a weirdo.

Sitting in the last row of the classroom, he never listens in class and only wears earplugs to play with his mobile phone. His grades are always among the top ten in the city. Whether he participates in math Olympiads, robot battles, or programming competitions, he always wins first prize.

The so-called "genius" and "number one" are only other people's upper limits, not hers.

It's not that there are teenagers and girls who admire Yuan Zhixia and want to make friends with her. However, she sincerely implements the concept of "not interested in ordinary humans" and has always been alone.

Li Sheng was one of the few people who could talk to her, probably because they were both members of the school newspaper and astronomy club.

He put down the dinner plate next to him and said, "Are you going to eat?"

"Let's talk if you have anything to say." Yuan Zhixia glanced at him and continued to click on his phone to add the latest radio equipment, metal 3D printers, desktop collaboration robot arms, desktop workstations, etc. to the Amazon shopping cart.

"Do you have a ladder that can log into the external network without being discovered?"

Li Sheng asked: "It is required to completely block the IP address to prevent traffic filtering and sniffing analysis, so that it cannot be found by anyone in any way."

"Oh?"

These words finally aroused Yuan Zhixia's interest. She put down her phone and raised her eyebrows lightly, "What do you want to do?"

"Check some information." Li Sheng said vaguely.

Yuan Zhixia didn't go into details. He reached into his pocket, picked out a USB flash drive from a large pile, and put it on the table.

"You should know Tor Oniontou, right? It is a browser package specially used to hide itself and hide traces on the dark web."

Yuan Zhixia said: "This USB flash drive contains an enhanced program written by myself. In addition to the original hiding function, it can also completely block browser loopholes, block traffic analysis, circuit fingerprinting and other investigation methods, and prevent anyone from tracking and identifying it. "

"Thank you," Li Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, "How much does it cost?"

"I don't want money," the girl shook her head, "I want you."

"Huh?" Li Sheng's eyes widened with astonishment on his face.

"What are you thinking about? I want you to pretend to be sick in a few days."

Yuan Zhixia leaned back, squinted his eyes and said, "Then give me the photography work for the school newspaper that day."

"What?" There seemed to be a question mark on Li Sheng's head.

The reason why he joined the school newspaper was not only because he knew some photography, but the most important reason was that Ye Jiaying was also in the school newspaper.

"Wait a minute." Li Sheng suddenly thought that the person being interviewed by the school newspaper a few days later would be his cousin Xue Luomeng.

"You don't want to get close to Luo Meng, do you?" He scratched his head and asked doubtfully: "If you want to be friends with her, you can just say it in person, why do you have to be secretive."

For some reason, Yuan Zhixia paid special attention to Xue Luomeng, who was one grade below her. At the beginning of this semester, she asked Li Sheng sideways if he had any photos of his cousin when she was a child. Orange in the orange.

But Li Sheng's sixth sense was very certain that Yuan Zhixia was not Lily. She has more of a pure feeling for Xue Luomeng and wants to be a good friend?

"You speak as if you are a master of emotions." Yuan Zhixia threw the USB flash drive to Li Sheng, picked up the dinner plate and left.

(End of this chapter)