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"Big Brother, from now on... Will Big Sisters be going to school every Saturday?"
"What's wrong?"
Smiling, Chen Yu patted Chen Sanke's head and asked, "Will you feel lonely after Big Sisters leave?"
"No." Shaking her head, Chen Sanke said, "Since they're gone, I won't lose my snacks."
"... You really are a good little sister."
"Mhm."
Holding onto Chen Sanke's hand, Chen Yu and Chen Sanke passed through three traffic lights and arrived at Jinzhou City's largest shopping mall. They then took the escalator up to the supermarket on the second floor.
Unlike other normal people, Chen Sanke would always have one foot raised when she ascended the escalator. Only when the escalator reached the roof would she take a step forward and leap across the cracks between the escalator.
She looked both silly and cute.
"Take whatever you want. Don't be stingy with your money," Chen Yu said as he looked at the rows of snacks on the supermarket's shelves.
"Are we very... rich now?"
"Of course. Your brother has already helped us out of poverty.
Although we can't say that we're rich, at the very least, your snacks are a piece of cake. "
"Wow, Big Brother is amazing."
Chen Sanke's eyes glowed as she stood on her tiptoes and pointed at the supermarket's shelves. "Is it a piece of cake to buy all of these?"
"Buying all of these..." Rubbing his chin, Chen Yu said, "That's not a piece of cake, right? That sounds a little too arrogant...
Chen Sanke: "⊙ 0 ⊙!"
Passersby: "..."
After buying a large bag of snacks, Chen Yu brought Chen Sanke to the amusement park for another hour before leaving through the main entrance.
At the same time, inside the special situation team's office in Beijing...
The middle-aged team leader had received over 300 encrypted photos. After removing the seals, he carefully examined the photos.
These photos were a record of Chen Yu bringing his three little sisters out of the house, registering for classes, shopping, and returning home.
As the field team was ordered not to approach Chen Yu, the photos they took were taken from a distance. Fortunately, the camera was special, so the images were still relatively clear.
After going through the 300 photos one by one, the middle-aged team leader wore a heavy expression. He then picked up his communicator and placed it beside his ear. "Little Wu, find three facial microexpression and micromovement experts for our team and bring them to my office."
After disconnecting the communicator, the middle-aged team leader carefully stored the photos in his drawer. He then clicked on Transdimensional Review's Bilibili homepage and read those words for the umpteenth time...
"Human civilization's moment of life and death.
"What the hell is going on …"
Ten minutes later, someone knocked on the door of the office. Sis Wu walked in with three middle-aged men. "Leader, we've brought him here."
"Alright, you may leave."
"Alright."
Sister Wu left and closed the door behind her.
"Leader, why are you looking for us?"
Mhm. "Nodding, the middle-aged team leader said," Everyone, take a seat. "
When the three of them were seated, he took out three agreements from the drawer and handed them over. "Sign these documents."
The three of them looked at each other and took the document. Just by looking at the title, they felt a chill run down their spine.
This was a confidentiality agreement.
After signing the agreement, they would lose their freedom for a short period of time, and even their family members would be monitored …
"If you don't want to sign, you can leave now," the middle-aged team leader said expressionlessly.
The three of them were silent for a while, but they still signed their names on the agreement.
"Thank you for your dedication."
After retrieving the three agreements, the middle-aged team leader went straight to the point. He then took out a photo from the drawer and divided it into three portions. He then handed it to the trio. "Take a look at this and analyze his micro-expressions.
Although I've done some research on micro-expressions, you guys are more professional. "
When the three of them reached out and took a look at Chen Yu's face in the photo, their hearts nearly stopped beating for a moment.
Combined with the agreement they had just signed, there was no need to explain the identity of the youth in the photo.
"That's right." The middle-aged team leader nodded. "He is Transdimensional Review's host.
The information you have just come into contact with is a top-secret.
I won't say anything unnecessary. You should understand this as well. "
Pausing for a moment, the middle-aged team leader turned his tablet around and took out a document. He then showed it to the trio and said, "Human civilization's moment of life and death.
Refer to this sentence and this personality portrait in my hand. Analyze his facial micro-expressions and body micro-movements. "
"Yes …"
To avoid interfering with each other, the three of them professionally spread out and began researching and analyzing the information in their hands.
Closing his eyes, the middle-aged team leader pondered while waiting for the results.
He wanted to hear from the three experts that Chen Yu was merely trying to mystify the situation with a fake title.
However, he knew that this was practically impossible …
After a dozen minutes or so, the three of them finished looking at the photos. After combining them with Chen Yu's personality portrait, they all came to an answer.
"Tell us." Opening his eyes, the middle-aged team leader sighed tiredly and asked, "Which one of you wants to go first?"
After exchanging a few glances with each other, the oldest expert among the three raised his hand and said, "I'll go first."
"Go ahead."
The old expert flipped open the notebook and sorted out the wording in his mind. He said, "Among the photos in my hand, thirty-two of them have the target's eyebrows secretly raised when he was walking. The overall shape of the eyebrows is twisted upward on the inner one-third of the eyebrows.
The upper eyelids are also raised, revealing the upper edge of the iris.
"The upper lip muscles are slightly contracted, and the upper lip is raised, slightly revealing the upper teeth.
In particular, the platysma muscles are slightly contracted, which unconsciously pulls the corners of the target's mouth apart, causing the horizontal width of the target's mouth to be larger than its relaxed state.
"These micro-expressions indicate that the target is currently in a state of fear."
After saying so, the old expert flipped to another page of his notebook and continued, "Among the 16 photos, the target's brows are slightly wrinkled.
After communicating with others, the target's irises are slightly enlarged while walking, and the degree of opening of both eyes is increased. However, the raised upper eyelids are not exaggerated.
"This indicates that the target is feeling uneasy while in a thinking state.
"In the last 40 or so photos, the target's lips are pursed, hiding a small portion of his red lips. Moreover, the degree of pursing of his lips causes the corners of his mouth to bulge is evidence of the existence of great pressure.
"He is worried.
"Fear, uneasiness, and worry," the old expert said as he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. "The above is my analysis.
Combined with the text posted by the target, something terrifying may be about to happen... "
The middle-aged team leader subconsciously clenched his fists.
He had just heard the conclusion he was most unwilling to hear.
Waves of cold air rushed from his tailbone to the top of his skull.
He could not imagine what kind of crisis could cause such panic in a high school student, who possessed futuristic technology, had a bold and bold personality, and did not have a deep understanding of society...
"Hu..."
Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged team leader looked at the other two and asked, "What's your conclusion?"
"Same."
"Same."
"..."
The office fell into an oppressive silence.
No one said a word. Their brains were struggling between guessing and fear.
"You all... leave first.
Leave the photos and notebooks behind, "the middle-aged team leader said in a hoarse voice after a long while.
"Yes, sir."
The other three were also somewhat absent-minded. After putting away the photos and notebooks, they lined up and left the office.
Reaching out, the middle-aged team leader picked up the photos and looked at them again. He then silently placed the photos and notebooks into the shredder.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump...
The sound of his fingers tapping on the table made his scalp tingle.
After some time, he picked up his communicator and ordered, "Little Wu, notify the higher-ups' network supervision department and have them raise the lockdown level to the highest.
Also, notify all key team members still in Beijing to come to my office for a meeting. "
"Yes, sir."
...
Perhaps Chen Yu had long thought about what kind of storm such an announcement would cause in the world at his current level …