48 Hours a Day

The difficulty of proxy warfare copies has been one of the topics of the player Nakatsujin Hado for some time.

While the agents at the top of the list basically didn't publish copies of their experiences, there were a number of players who were willing to share or even stick water, especially those who didn't score enough points to go into the next round of agents, and didn't mind releasing the information they had.

It can also be seen from their descriptions that, while the proxy's copy of the war is strange in content, one thing is the same: the difficulty is much higher than the ordinary copy.

Zhang Heng experienced a heterogeneous copy before, and this copy didn't have any decent trouble until tonight.

He was protecting Xu Qian only as an ordinary person. He lived in a three-storey space with good security. Although he encountered a few minor problems, it didn't seem like a big deal.

Especially the tracker's clues, Zhang Heng now has a lot, the investigation is steadily under way, and his two-week bodyguard assignment will be easy this time. Although there will be half of the original game time left until the end of the assignment, Zhang Heng does not think that this copy of the name bodyguard has anything to do with this bodyguard assignment.

Until tonight, however, he didn't know exactly where this copy of the machine would be waiting for him.

It was not until Old Geng told him about the memory encoder and the clone that Zhang Heng noticed something. He had previously retrieved information about the new Shanghai 0297, but did not find any part about the clone. According to Old Geng, the inhabitants of the new Shanghai 0297 knew about the existence of the clone.

Of course, the most pitiful part of the whole thing was that Zhang Heng was a player. He didn't know that the cloning thing was actually nothing wrong with him, but before contacting him, Miss F's attitude towards him, and the hamster on the table who could never escape the cage, Zhang Heng ultimately deduced his identity in this copy.

Xu Qian did not answer him positively, but Zhang Heng actually got the answer from her facial expression.

“Interestingly, has my mobile network ever been handled, and I can't find any information about cloning people when I go and retrieve it myself? ”

Xu Qian's divine colour appeared somewhat frightened and took two steps back.

“I, I don't know. ”

“Someone told me that the memories of clones are generated by memory encoders, so the contacts in my address book, the mail in my mailbox, are forged, which explains why none of my loved ones are in this city, well, they communicate with me regularly, once a month, which means that my memories are likely to be reset at least once a month, no wonder you were so casually dressed in front of me when we first met, just because I know you, although you occasionally have a small benefit on the air, it's actually quite conservative in your private life, especially considering that you're about to get engaged. ”

Zhang Heng finally found where the pit of this copy is.

If during the two weeks of protecting Xu Qian he did not realize the identity of his clone, then waiting for him would most likely be a memory reset. He might even forget that he had been playing the game for 14 days, or worse, be discovered as an outsider during the memory rewrite process.

“We shouldn't be talking about this.” Xu Qian has retreated to the wall. She looks a little overwhelmed, with both hands behind her back.

“Why, because there are legal provisions that require you not to talk about human cloning in front of a clone?” Zhang Hengton went on, then said, "And are you trying to contact the security company? Report my anomaly? I advise you not to do this. ”

Xu Qian's intentions were broken by Zhang Hengdao and she was forced to panic even more, but given the power gap between the two sides and the time the security company's people came here, she finally did not continue her little move, put her hands back in front of her and asked with a trembling voice, "What do you want? ”

“Nothing, I just wanted to talk to you.” Zhang Heng reached out and made a sit-down gesture.

Xu Qian hesitated for a moment and eventually sat on the couch beside her.

She used to sit here and talk to Zhang Heng about her troubles, but the situation was completely different, because knowing that Zhang Heng's memory would be rewritten later, she didn't have to worry about anything, she could say whatever she wanted, but now her mood is complicated.

Xu Qian subconsciously tightened his collar.

“Don't worry, I don't want to hurt you.” Zhang Hengfangdao.

“We've spent so many days together and I know what kind of person you are, and I feel deeply sorry for what happened to you.” Xu Qian, “but you should know... you can't escape, I think you should take the initiative to confess to your company. ”

“Well, how do they deal with clones who find their identity, rewrite their memories? Or just destroy it?” Zhang Heng questioned.

“I'm sorry, really... but I really can't tell you anything because once they catch you looking at your memory, they'll find this conversation between us.” Xu Qian, “you're right, there are legal provisions in place. I can't disclose information about cloning people to you. ”

Zhang Heng heard nothing but continued to ask, "What is the difference between clones and ordinary people? ”

Xu Qian tried to keep her mouth shut, but somehow she felt Zhang Heng's whole human temperament seemed to have changed, suddenly becoming very oppressive from the original appearance of no presence.

So Xu Qian said after about half a minute of silence, "As far as I know, there is no difference between the cloned human body and ordinary human beings. The only difference is that the cloned human neck has a special fluorescent marker, which is your factory code, which can be seen under UV lights, in addition to the locator in the cloned human body. ”

Xu Qian's words also explained why Miss F's attitude towards him changed in the cinema. If not surprisingly, when Zhang Heng entered the door, the light on top of her head was the ultraviolet light. It was also then that Miss F discovered his identity as a clone.

Of course, Zhang Heng is more concerned about another issue.

“Locator? Where is it?"

“Yours… below the cerebral cortex. ”

Xu Qian gave a bad news, which also means Zhang Heng could not take out the locator himself, and none of the hospitals in the new Shanghai 0297 are expected to provide similar surgical services to his clone.