Midnight Life Museum
After opening the system interface, he joined the four-person group and called Xia Jialian.
As for the person in the distance, Ai Bao was furious because his glasses were taken away, and he was also vaguely frightened by the clamp that had just appeared. He walked around hurriedly, and with a wave of his hand, he knocked all the goods on the ground.
"Don't hide, I saw you all."
His eyes rolled rapidly in his sockets, and his shouting was filled with a bit of hysterical patience, similar to before, but instead of temptation, he intended to use deterrence to lure the goods out so that he could track them down.
"They two are responsible for protecting the goods that might be exposed. I'll come over to take a look." Xia Jialian knew where Gao Wenwen was. She ran over along the corner of the wall, grabbed the hanging corner of the tablecloth and climbed up. She moved lightly to the middle of the grid to look at the pair of glasses.
Gao Wenwen pushed forward towards him, acting in secret, and his voice became much softer: "I've looked over it several times, but I still can't figure out where the chip he mentioned is. You know a lot, come and take a look."
He felt that since Xia Jialian was very knowledgeable about electronic products, this should be related to his area of expertise.
Xia Jialian leaned forward and observed first. The location where the chip was stored should not only be hidden but also easy to take out when needed. It should be at the joint.
After a careful inspection, it was found that there was a small section of silver metal connecting the middle of the dark-colored zircon temples.
The two tags stood on both sides of the silver metal. After gently rotating them together, the connection was indeed slightly loose. The entity was a screw that held the two parts of the temple together. You can open them at any time if you want.
"It should be in here." Hope rose in Gao Wenwen's heart, and he rotated it faster, and it was fully opened in a few seconds.
He immediately rushed over impatiently and saw that it was made of hollow material. He believed that the chip was indeed hidden inside. He then raised the temples of the glasses a little higher, but nothing he imagined fell out.
Worried that he had missed it, he moved closer, but it was dark and empty inside.
The same situation applies to the other temple.
Gao Wenwen didn't believe it, so the two of them looked at it carefully again, almost taking the glasses apart completely, but still couldn't find the chip that Ai Bao mentioned. In the end, they confirmed that these were just ordinary glasses.
"He might be lying to us, just wanting the product to be exposed when hearing this." Xia Jialian looked at Ai Bao's back and felt that the chip talk was not groundless.
Half-true and half-false statements are the easiest to convince people. He tends to believe that there really is such a chip in Ai Bao's body, which is why he was able to tell a lie in such a short time. However, the exact location remains to be discussed.
Gao Wenwen felt like he was being teased. He tutted, "How can this person be so mean? I'm afraid he's never done anything good."
Xia Jialian said in a deep voice, "There's no need to wait any longer. If we wait until daybreak, we'll be subject to even more restrictions."
Although they are confined by the tag body and have many restrictions compared to humans, they are different from other commodities after all.
As long as you want, you can exchange a large number of props in the system, each of which can have an impact on Aibao and make him stay in one place obediently.
But unless it was absolutely necessary, they had no intention of using props to hurt him.
Moreover, although Ai Bao has accepted the fact that the product has consciousness, if the fact that it has special abilities is revealed, he will definitely be affected psychologically, and it will probably take some time for him to adapt.
But now it seems that there is not much time left for the products, and in order to find useful clues, the time has come to take action.
More than ten meters away, Ding Can and Shi Yan were making noises to attract Ai Bao's attention.
Ding Can walked forward along the handicraft area, his body jumping forward lightly, as if he was lifted up by the wind, and landed on the wind chimes, making a series of crisp sounds. Even after he left, the sounds would linger in his ears and would soon completely dissipate.
Shi Yan was in the musical instrument and toy area not far away, beating the drum of a miniature drum, making a continuous "dong dong dong" sound.
When these two aspects are combined, people's hearing will be affected, and they will not be able to quickly and accurately identify the location.
If there are any goods that may be exposed on the path that Aibao must pass, they will take advantage of the interfering sound to hide in a safer corner in advance.
At first, Ai Bao tried very hard to find the source of the sound. After being dragged along several times, he realized that it was the two annoying tags that were causing trouble. The flying pieces of paper swayed in front of his eyes, which was very dazzling. Moreover, his movements were restricted by the layout of the store, while the tags could go anywhere unhindered by relying on the shape of his body.
Any pursuit would be in vain.
He stopped panting, and the sound of the tag also stopped. To him, it seemed more like a silent mockery.
Ai Bao's open mouth was shaking with anger. "Don't get too complacent. You're just surviving for a while. I could just as well recycle everything in the store and clear it out."
"You will be sent to the scrapyard and thrown into an old shredder. It will be black and grimy with years of grease and dirt. It will be disgusting. You will feel as if your body has been cut in half, powerless and you will cry out to heaven and earth for help but no one will answer."
He is good at using language to describe the situation.
When it comes to the value of the entire store, compared with all industries, Ai Bao doesn't take it seriously. He can really do something to strangle all the products.
The products were infected by this and imagined that scene, and fear followed. They were more or less worried that tonight would be the last night they would experience in their lives.
Ai Bao waited for a while. The other products were not disturbed, but the two tags under discussion appeared on the floor in his field of vision without any hesitation, and were still approaching.
Just as he was about to speak again, he saw one of the tags jump up on the spot. Looking at the height at which it was suspended in mid-air, it was parallel to his head.
Before he could react, the tag quickly approached and was almost in front of his face.
A short sound of wind followed, and with a snap, he was slapped by the tag.
Looking for death! Ai Bao raised his palm and blew it towards his face, trying to hold down the tag. He must tear the paper into pieces with his own hands.
Unexpectedly, the tag slipped down before him, and he just slapped himself in the face.
Ai Bao covered half of his face which was burning with pain. The blow from the tag had already made him at a loss. As for the blow from the following one, it made his head buzz and swell and ache. He even suspected that he had a mild concussion.
Before I could recover, I was hit hard in the waist. It was so painful that I couldn't stand steadily, and my back bent like a shrimp.
"What on earth are you..."
This time he finally saw clearly that it was a thin and fragile tag with two corners holding a kitchen rolling pin that was much narrower than the body, and the top was accurately poking his waist.
Given the size of the tag, it was already a great effort for it not to be crushed by the rolling pin, so how could it even lift the rolling pin directly?
However, just by slightly rotating and wrapping the hard paper of the tag, it can still ensure complete control.
"Stop guessing. You will never understand it in your lifetime." Gao Wenwen had already arrived from a distance at this time. He chose the right angle on the decorative plastic vine next to him and jumped down.
He had estimated the distance in advance, and it would just fall on the man's head.
The hairstyle has no fixed shape, and it is just enough to maintain balance when it falls down. Gao Wenwen can smell the strong scent of mousse from the tip of his nose, which comes from Ai Bao's carefully groomed hair today.
He coughed lightly twice and thought to himself that this person might be quite coquettish in his daily life. With such a strong fragrance, he must have used several layers of perfume to enhance it.
Without further ado, he grabbed a small tuft of hair on the top of Aibao's head and pulled it up hard.
Ai Bao felt so much pain that he didn't even care about the injury on his waist. He raised both hands at the same time and tried to grab his hair.
Because he couldn't see, he subconsciously wanted to tiptoe and didn't notice the position. Xia Jialian and Ding Can brought a knotted rope over, and the two tags ran faster, positioning themselves at both ends of Ai Bao.
As expected, after a few seconds, Aibao fell headfirst to the ground. Because his arms were raised, he had no time to use his hands to support himself and hit the ground directly with his face.
When he raised his face again, it was already red and swollen. He even turned slowly and lay on his back, gasping for breath.
"I got it." Xia Jialian took out the phone from his pocket when he was not paying attention. He originally wanted to unlock it with his face, but now Ai Bao's face was disfigured, so he could only switch to fingerprint.
After trying two fingers, it was successfully unlocked.
As for Ai Bao, he noticed that his cell phone was being taken out. He wanted to stop it, but his body was completely unable to move.
It was because after I fell just now, a very thin towel fell lightly on me and covered my belly button.
It looked very light, but when it landed on the body it felt like it weighed a thousand pounds. Not only the small area that was covered, but the entire body was completely unable to move.
I could only watch those tags gather in front of the phone screen. As for the other products that were originally hidden, when they saw that they had been controlled, they dared to appear from their hiding places and looked over with curious eyes.
Xia Jialian opened her cell phone and didn't see any special software.
I first found the chat software, searched for Wang Yi's name in it, and then entered the chat interface between the two.
After quickly browsing the chat history, he found that the two people were very cautious in exchanging messages with each other. Basically, most of the messages were voice or video, and the few remaining texts were addresses or phone numbers.
There was no clue as to what the message was about, and I had no idea what the address and number were used for.
Xia Jialian looked at it slowly and finally found some clues. It was a string of codes sent by Ai Bao shortly after the post was sent out yesterday and after a long voice call.
It starts with the abbreviation of your current city, followed by a small number of letters and numbers.
It should be the license plate. It wouldn’t be useless if it appeared in yesterday’s chat.
Later, he found the same license plate number in the text message, but it was a number that had no contacts saved.
So what role does this license plate number, or the car with the license plate number, play in this?
Ding Can thought for a moment, not knowing if he would alert the enemy by rashly dialing the number. "Are these vehicles transporting the products for inspection? Did you switch them en route?"
"I'm not that stupid. With my ability, it will be no problem to change a driver." Even though Ai Bao was exposed on the spot, he did not feel guilty. Instead, he admitted it readily.
When he saw the situation change, he knew that he was already under the control of this group of commodities and had no chance of turning things around. His attitude changed very quickly and he was willing to speak to them in a humble manner.
"I've already told you the truth. Apart from exposing the supply chain, I can satisfy any need you may have."
Shi Yan scoffed: "Who was it that was trying to point a gun at us just now? Aren't you a bit too opportunistic?"
"How can I just follow the wind? I should know the current situation." Ai Bao's voice softened unconsciously at this moment.
He meets all kinds of people in his daily life, and he has long known how to be tactful in interpersonal communication. Even if he deliberately lowers his posture, he will never let himself lose too much.
Besides, now that I am under someone else's control, doing this doesn't mean I'm losing my dignity.
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