He Family Old House
After each semester, the underage members of the He family must return to the old house to live with the elders for a while. This is a rule passed down over generations of the He family. So even if He Qianmin is unwilling to appear in the same occasion with He Qianjian, he is still sent to the old house by his parents as soon as the summer vacation begins.
He Qianyang, a junior this year, also returned to the old house. He Qianmin had a good relationship with He Qianyang and stayed with He Qianyang most of the time. As for He Qianjian, he didn't know what he was busy with and stayed in his room most of the time, so they were relatively peaceful after a week.
At noon, He Qianyu ran upstairs and knocked on doors one by one.
"Brother Qianyang, Second Brother! It's time to eat!"
After knocking on this side, he went to knock on the next door: "Brother, it's time to eat!"
In the room, He Qianmin held onto the game controller tightly, staring at the screen, and said, "I will definitely win this time."
"That's not necessarily true." He Qianyang raised his eyebrows.
"Fuck! How do you perform a left hook and a side kick?" He Qianmin controlled the yellow man and frowned, "Why can I only use a left hook every time and not both at the same time?"
"This is my brother's unique skill. If you practice for a few hundred more years, you might be able to learn it."
As the two were talking, a voice came from the other room, "Wait for me a moment, I'll be right down."
He Qianmin curled his lips when he heard the sound, and the characters in the game fought even more fiercely.
He Qianyang laughed: "What's going on between you and He Qianjian?"
"That's not it."
"I remember you liked him a lot when you were little." He Qianyang said, "I went to college and I haven't been back for two years and you guys are like this. At that time I thought you guys were having a conflict, but it's been a year, why are you still like this?"
The game is over, the yellow man falls to the ground, and the red man waves his hands.
He Qianmin threw the handle away, expressionless: "I can't explain it to you."
"Talk to me." He Qianyang also put down the handle, hooked his arm around He Qianmin's shoulder and said, "What kind of irreconcilable conflict is it that makes you two act like enemies?"
"Contradiction?" He Qianmin sneered: "He wants to kill me, is that a contradiction?"
He Qianyang was stunned, and his expression gradually became serious: "Qian Min, there are some things that cannot be said casually, even if..."
"I know." He Qianmin stood up and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. I'm used to it. It's enough for me to know what kind of person he is."
He Qianyang also stood up, put his hand on He Qianmin's shoulder, looked down at him and said: "Qianmin, it's not that I don't believe you, but I think there is some misunderstanding here. If it's because of that car accident, the psychiatrist also said..."
"You said that I was jealous of him so my brain tampered with my memory?" He Qianmin waved away He Qianyang's hand, took a deep breath, and said: "Brother, you said before that I had a good relationship with He Qianjian when I was a child, and you watched me grow up. I want to ask you, do you really think I am jealous of him?"
He Qianyang fell silent as he recalled how He Qianmin ran around after them heartlessly when they were little, and he fell silent as he recalled how He Qianmin ran after them heartlessly when they were little, and he fell silent as he thought about ....
"I may be jealous of anyone, but not my family." He Qianmin said word by word, "I am a member of the He family. I am not so petty or narrow-minded. I am not so jealous of my own brother that I would confront him everywhere, or even make up lies to slander him."
He Qianyang looked into his clear eyes, which were open and honest, and he could see through them at a glance. He could also clearly see the fatigue and anger in his eyes.
He Qianmin chuckled softly: "Three years..."
For three years, everyone was careful not to mention the car accident in front of him, as if mentioning it would irritate his sensitive nerves and he would hear his imaginary nonsense. It seemed that as long as it was not mentioned, the car accident that year would be buried in memory. Except for the daily tit-for-tat between him and He Qianjian, there was no difference from before the car accident.
"Minmin." He Qianyang called He Qianmin by her nickname and whispered, "I've watched you grow up, so I naturally know what kind of personality you have. The same goes for my uncle and aunt. Don't they understand you?"
"Everyone was very sad about the car accident that year. We have verified what you said after you woke up. The driver at the time didn't remember where you were sitting, and the people who rescued you later didn't know what your situation was. Apart from you and He Qianjian, no one else knows the truth of the matter, and there is no evidence to prove which of you is telling the truth, so everyone can only accept the most acceptable and reasonable explanation."
"So..." He Qianmin sneered, "I have to get along well with the people who want to kill me, so I have to maintain the illusion of brotherly love and respect to make everyone feel relieved?"
He Qianyang slapped him on the head and said, "So, if you want people to believe you, you should go find evidence and witnesses yourself. Didn't you say that a boy saved you? Later, the people my dad sent to look for him couldn't find him. He should be from Yan City. Go check and maybe he knows the truth."
He Qianmin was stunned, and the conversation between him and Jiang Chen in the hot pot restaurant emerged in his mind.
"Are you really the brother who saved me at that time?"
"You grabbed my clothes at that time, as if you were scared, and as if you wanted to say something." Jiang Chen pursed his lips, feeling a little distressed and apologetic: "I'm sorry, I had some urgent matters at home at that time, so I handed you over to someone else and left."
Jiang Chen obviously did nothing wrong, and he was the one who saved him, but even so, he still felt really sorry for not comforting him and listening to him. If such a warm and kind person was really called by him to testify about what happened back then, and if He Qianjian knew about it, with his methods...
"He...is not in Yan City anymore." He Qianmin turned his head away and said calmly, "I have looked for him. He has already left Yan City. I don't know where he is now."
"Do you want me to check it for you?"
"never mind."
"Okay, let's go downstairs to eat first."
He Qianmin walked to the window and said, "I'll stay for a while, you go down first."
He Qianyang glanced at him, sighed in his heart, and said, "Come down early."
The door was closed gently, He Qianmin took out his cell phone and opened the text message editor.
[Brother, where are you? Do you want to play with me this afternoon? ]
After a while, Jiang Chen replied: [I have something to do this afternoon, I'll come back in a few days.]
He Qianmin's eyes dimmed, [Okay.]
[Remember to do the Olympiad question set I gave you last time, one question a day. If you don’t understand, ask me.]
He Qianmin stared at the quick reply message on the screen for a full ten seconds, leaned back on the pillow, and replied after a long while: [OK...]
After waiting for about a minute without receiving a reply from Jiang Chen, he put down his phone and went downstairs. He Qianmin walked out of the room and just as he reached the stairs, he heard a vague voice coming from He Qianjian's room. He paused and was about to leave immediately, but changed direction after hearing a vague word.
He Qianmin walked to the door, leaned gently against the wooden door, and listened carefully to the sounds inside.
He Qianjian was probably on the phone. The old house was a quadrangle courtyard that was hundreds of years old, and the sound insulation was not very good. He could hear the voice clearly by sticking to the door.
"...'s warehouse. It's a remote place with few people."
"How much you want is none of my business. Don't worry about what I do. Just do your own thing."
"Call the police? You are her brother. How can it be considered kidnapping if your family takes your nephew away for a few days? If you are afraid, forget it. You can find a way to get the three hundred thousand yuan by yourself."
"That's good to know. I'll just have to watch if your family is okay."
He Qianmin's eyes flashed slightly. After hearing He Qianjian's footsteps, he quickly retreated to his room. Only after he heard the sound of a door opening and someone coming down the stairs outside did his tense jaw relax.
However, after relaxing, he had only one question in his mind:
——Who does He Qianjian want to kidnap?
Jiang Chen helped Huo Bo with his lessons the whole afternoon. After the lessons, they had dinner together outside. It was almost ten o'clock when they got home.
Jiang Zhuo will be discharged from the hospital and go home in a few days. Yang Si has been running back and forth between the hospital and home these days, busying herself with everything. She gets up very early and goes to bed early every day. When Jiang Chen returned home, she left a light on in the living room and the light in the room was off.
Jiang Chen quickly washed up, turned off the lights in the living room, and returned to his room, ready to start his work in the evening.
He had completed the firewall reinforcement business with 196 some time ago. At that time, 196 said that they would need their help for the subsequent maintenance, but Jiang Chen installed a small program in the firewall that only he could crack. No one could break into the firewall he had reinforced, so the subsequent maintenance was almost non-existent.
Perhaps because of this, the boss of the Internet company trusted them very much and introduced two more businesses to him through 196, still for strengthening the firewall. Jiang Chen took it after reading the information. Together with the initial 700,000, he already had about 3 million in deposits in his card.
After having this money, Jiang Chen stopped taking business. It was enough to have enough money, as he had more important things to do.
Jiang Chen put on his headphones and turned on his computer.
A cold male voice sounded in the headset: "Dylan, the database has been automatically improved to 15.785%. It is estimated to take 18 months to reach 99%. The last 1% needs to be improved manually, which is estimated to take five years."
Jiang Chen said: "I see, after you upgrade, your grabbing speed will increase, don't worry."
"Okay, I'll recalculate after the upgrade."
He paused and said, "Help me open the wing net."
Web pages and codes jumped before his eyes, and Jiang Chen sat quietly, a little absent-minded.
For a moment just now, he almost thought that this slightly bulky computer contained the Changjiang River that he had developed in his previous life, the one that could collect jokes on its own, had anthropomorphic emotions, and even complained that its voice was not pleasant.
Suddenly, the voice sounded again in the headset: "Dylan, the wing network has been opened. You have three messages, all from 196. Do you want to check them?"
"Open it." Jiang Chen came back to his senses and placed his fingers on the keyboard.
[196: Master... you haven't been accepting business recently. That boss Huang has been bombarding me. He calls me every day. The price has increased several times, and he is almost coming to my school. But don't worry, I have rejected them all. ]
【196: Before, I thought I made a million dollars from one order, and then I was happy when two orders increased to 1.2 million. Later, I asked a senior of mine and found out that we are just cheap workers! Master, you are right not to continue taking orders.】
【196: Master, when are you coming? Please let me know. I have something to discuss with you.】
Jiang Chen saw the last one and typed:
【D: What is it? 】
The reply came very quickly:
【196: Great God! You are here! 】
[196: It’s like this. I told you before that I’m a student in the Computer Science Department of Yan University. A professor in our department sent me a message a few days ago, saying that the Cyber Security Bureau seems to be recruiting people. There are no restrictions on academic qualifications or age. As long as you pass the political review and assessment, you can go. I’m thinking about whether I should give it a try...]
【D: Do you want to go? 】
[196: Yes! What about the National Cyber Security Bureau? But I'm only a junior, and my major is not in this area. I guess it would just be a formality even if I go.]
【D: Go whenever you want. 】
【196: The Great God said so! I have the courage! I will go!】
Jiang Chen smiled and closed the dialog box. At the same time, a voice came from the headset: "Someone tried to hack into your computer one second ago."
As soon as he finished speaking, a bell flashed in the lower right corner of the screen and Jiang Chen clicked it.
[G: God D, what did you put on your computer firewall? There is no loophole at all. Now I can't even send pop-ups. ]
Ever since Jiang Chen took the "D" ranking, he was automatically pulled into a chat group with only 26 people in it. It was self-evident who they were, but the chat group was usually very quiet. The most active ones were G and C. Among them, G was the only person Jiang Chen had privately chatted with besides 196.
The first time they chatted was in the middle of the night. Jiang Chen was writing a program when an electronic cockroach suddenly crawled out from the corner of his computer screen. It not only crawled around on his screen, but also swallowed his code. After eating, it burped and spit out a pop-up box that read: Nice to meet you, I'm G.
It was because of this little episode that Jiang Chen accelerated the plan to restart the Yangtze River. He roughly built the Yangtze River's protection system within a month. Although it was only a rough version of the Yangtze River system in the interstellar era and might not even be half as good as the original Yangtze River 1.0, no one in this era could break into his computer.
[G: I’m not posting those boring things this time! I really have something to show you! Really! Believe me!]
Since knowing G, Jiang Chen has deeply realized his bad taste and is indifferent to this.
【D: Not interested. 】
[G: Look! It's definitely fun! I promise! I can't believe it when I see it! Do you understand what a supernatural scene is?]
Before Jiang Chen could answer, G quickly sent another message.
[G: If it's not supernatural or shocking, I promise not to harass you for a month, how about that? ]
【D: Deal.】
"Changjiang, allow external pop-ups."
As Jiang Chen finished speaking, a blurry surveillance picture appeared on the screen.
There were probably a group of kids having a party inside. Some were sitting in groups of three or four talking, while others were playing billiards or games. There was nothing special.
Jiang Chen was just about to close the pop-up window when he saw a familiar figure appear on the screen. He paused and sat up straight.
I saw three teenagers walking towards the beverage area with laughter. One of them seemed to tell a joke, one laughed and hit him, and the other one said something while reaching out to take a drink. At this moment, the picture froze for a moment, and a sharp upright fruit knife appeared on the table which was previously full of high-heeled glasses.
Jiang Chen unconsciously slowed down his breathing. In the picture, He Qianmin didn't even look at the beverage counter. His hand directly grabbed the blade of the fruit knife. After three or four seconds, he finally realized it and looked down, and saw that his palm had been cut.
The scene ended here, and the pop-up window disappeared automatically. Jiang Chen slowly tightened his hands on the table, his eyes flickering. Knowing was one thing, but seeing it with one's own eyes was a different feeling.
[G: How is it? Is it supernatural or not? I told you I would be shocked. I heard from a friend that the decoration of the club was nice. I happened to be bored and had a graduation project, so I thought I would look at the interior of the club from the surveillance to get some inspiration. Who knew I would see this scene from their surveillance? I checked it, it was the original surveillance, but I don’t know why it was deleted, or I just sneaked into their backup folder and saw it. Shocking, right? ]
G typed a long paragraph on the screen, the light from the computer shone on Jiang Chen's face, he lowered his eyes and typed:
[D: Please send me a copy of this video. If you want any conditions, I will definitely help you. ]
【G: What are you talking about, brother? 】
[G: It's just a surveillance video. If you want it, I'll send it to you. I've also saved a few copies. It's quite exciting to think about it. It's rare to actually see such a scene.]
While G was typing, Jiang Chen also received the surveillance video. He clicked it and watched it again, and returned to:
【D: Thank you.】
[G: You’re welcome. I’ll share good videos with you next time.]
Jiang Chen closed the dialog box, stood up and walked to the window, staring out quietly for an unknown amount of time before turning back to the computer desk.
As soon as I sat down, the phone on the table rang.
"D, we have found out about the Taoist priest."
Jiang Chen: "Speak."
"He is just an ordinary Taoist priest, traveling with a monk. The monk had stayed in Yunlin Temple for a while before. The Taoist priest's origins were unknown, but he seemed to have come from a mountain valley. The two of them traveled from the south to the north, with the monk begging for alms and the Taoist fortune-telling. There was nothing strange about it, but there was one thing. The Taoist priest seemed to have some skills. His fortune-telling was amazingly accurate for everyone he had read. However, he said that he only read for people with whom he was predestined, and he never charged money. Moreover, his whereabouts were erratic, so it was difficult to find him."
"In that case, don't look for it anymore. I'll send you an address later. Go check if anyone went to that club and deleted the surveillance footage on May 22."
"good."
Jiang Chen asked, "Anything else?"
"The man named Yang Tianci that I checked out earlier seemed to owe a loan shark. Someone came to his door yesterday to collect the debt. He contacted He Qianjian at noon today and seemed to want to ask He Qianjian for help."
"How can I help?"
"I don't know their specific plans, but the people around He Qianjian are looking for an abandoned factory. I don't know what they want to do with the factory. Maybe they want to kidnap someone."
"Kidnapped?"
"It's just a guess."
"I see."
After hanging up the call, Jiang Chen put the phone on the table, picked it up again a few seconds later, opened the address book, and dialed a number.
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