my stealth fighter

Chapter 414
Cracking the mobile phone password is not a problem for Hongye Academy's technical means. The problem lies in extracting useful information from hundreds of apps in the phone's memory after cracking the password, and piecing it together into a panorama according to the timeline. There is a password, but there are many repeated passwords. After a night of overtime work, the technical teachers finally completed this tedious work not long ago.

The extracted content comes from memos, photo albums, shopping apps, browsers, visit and search records of map apps, review apps, etc. Nowadays, when mobile phones are so deeply involved in daily life, the information that can be extracted from mobile phones can almost be pieced together. A person's life, especially many apps, are automatically backed up and restored when the phone is changed. Even if the phone has been changed, it can still be continued... Based on these and reasonable speculation, it is almost enough.

Zhao Man, as a girl who has strayed due to the influence of her family, was frozen three feet in a day. It took several years for her to become what she is now. Before her mother married her current husband, Although her family was not materially rich, she still grew up like an ordinary girl, especially the school uniform culture made everyone wear the same everyday, and she didn't have much psychological inferiority complex.

After my mother remarried, her money suddenly became richer, and her food improved, just in time for her to enter puberty, so she grew taller.

At the beginning, everything was harmonious, hello, hello, hello, everyone. My mother also felt that she had a good eye and found a good husband, but after the family moved into this villa, things changed quietly.

It is easy to imagine the various events during the period. In short, Zhao Man's mentality has also changed. What makes her even more desperate is that her biological mother did not support her, but scolded her because flies do not bite seamless eggs, and warned her not to talk nonsense. .

The man also threatened her not to talk nonsense, otherwise the two of them would be kicked out of the house and reduced to beggars on the street-adults would certainly not accept such threats, but she was still a child after all, and she couldn't help being scared.

Her grades in school are considered to be above average, but she is not very stable, and she is relatively introverted, so she is a little transparent. The teacher doesn't pay much attention to her, and the classmates also because she looks gloomy, can't chat, and always chats to death. Fashion knows nothing and does not play with her, she has nowhere to tell, and there is no other way to dilute the depression in her heart.

Especially on weekends or holidays when she does not have to go to school, she is very afraid that her mother will go out, whether it is shopping for vegetables or shopping with friends, because the community is remote, it will take a long time to come back, and her stepfather will always say that she is harassing her during this time.

So, when her mother goes out, she always locks herself in the bedroom, locks the door, or blocks the door with furniture until her mother comes back, but there is a problem, that is, there is no bathroom in her bedroom, and she can't like to pee when she feels like peeing. Boys also use bottles to solve problems.When she couldn't hold it any longer, she put her ear against the door panel and listened to the movement outside. When she heard footsteps going downstairs, she rushed out of the room quickly, rushed into the toilet, and locked the toilet door. In the same way, he rushed back to his bedroom, and if he had no chance, he would stay in the toilet until his mother came back.

The man soon discovered her trick, and a game of cat and mouse began. He would often stomp down the stairs on purpose, but instead of actually going down to the first floor, he waited in the stairwell while she As soon as he opened the door, he rushed towards her bedroom. Fortunately, he is not young after all, and his legs are slow.

It is dangerous to open the door, so she often chooses to hold back, so she often urinates her pants, and every time she urinates her pants, she will be beaten by her mother.

From then on, for the first time, she had a certain idea-it would be great if she could reach the toilet safely and return to the door from the toilet safely.

Whenever she sleeps at night and feels the need to urinate, she always dreams that she is waiting at the door of the bedroom tremblingly. Even though there is a toilet a few steps away from the door, she dare not open the door, and can only pee her pants in humiliation.

This kind of dream repeated again and again, and then one day, the dream changed suddenly. She stood at the door of the bedroom, the pain in her abdomen made her bow forward, her sweaty forehead rested The door, with her left hand covering her stomach, was the same as every time she held her urine, but this time the difference was that the door panel seemed to disappear suddenly, she lost her support, and staggered forward a few steps.

She was startled, even in her sleep, she could feel the trembling from the bottom of her heart, and almost woke up directly, because she thought she had opened the door.

But looking back, the bedroom door was still closed.

The characteristic of dreams is that they don’t talk too much about logic. In reality, the common sense of “it’s impossible to pass through a closed door” would firmly restrict her thinking, but in the dream she seemed to accept it all at once. Anyway, there was no sign of that man in the corridor, she just wanted to solve her physical problems quickly.

Another strange thing happened. When her hand went to twist the doorknob of the toilet, her hand went directly through the doorknob.

She was startled again, and hurriedly withdrew her hand. After a closer look, there was no abnormality in the hand, and there were no missing fingers.

She went to hold the doorknob again, still the same as before, her hand went straight through, as if... the doorknob was a phantom, or her hand was a phantom, or it seemed like a game had passed through.

That's right, it's like a game piercing.

When playing games in computer class, because the school computer can only carry some old games, she sometimes encounters this phenomenon. The limbs of the game characters pass through obstacles such as walls, and come out from the other end of the obstacle. Sometimes it can have hilarious effects.

Dreamers are not very logical, and she is not a very rational person either. After discovering that her hand could "pass through the mold", she tried to touch the door panel again, and she passed through easily without encountering any obstacles. The whole arm is inserted into the door panel, followed by the shoulders, chest, head, legs... until the whole body has passed through.

She shows up in the toilet.

She obviously did not open the door, but she came in.

She tried to go out again, and simply returned to the hallway.

In, out, in, out... all without hindrance.

In the dream, she felt very amused and enjoyed the rare happiness. Her first thought was that she could walk safely between the bedroom and the toilet in the future.

But let's solve the physical problem first, my stomach is about to explode.

She wanted to lock the toilet door, but...it couldn't be done, it was embarrassing, now no matter who it was, they could come in by turning the doorknob.

Hurry up and finish peeing, he may not appear by such a coincidence.

She walked over to the toilet and sat down...in vain, the toilet wasn't where it was supposed to be.

The feeling of falling caused by sitting empty made her suddenly wake up from her sleep.

Dream?
It was still dark in the bedroom, with a little light from the street lamps filtering in from the window.

She looked at the alarm clock, it was 02:30 at night.

When people have interesting dreams, they can't help but think about them after waking up. If time permits, they want to go back to sleep and continue the dream.

Zhao Man was also nostalgic for the dream just now, but the pain in his stomach was real, maybe it was because of holding back his urine that he had that weird dream just now.

If only that dream had come true...

Her heart was full of regret and loss, and she wanted to close her eyes to relive that dream, or even continue that dream, but she had to pee first, otherwise it would be impossible to fall asleep again.

It was relatively safe at night, her mother was at home, and it was impossible for the man to wait in the corridor all night, so she sat up, put on her slippers, and planned to go to the toilet.

When she reached the bedroom door, she stopped.

Realistic common sense tells her that it is impossible to go through the door, a dream is a dream, don't confuse it with reality.

She was unlucky enough, if she was sent to a mental hospital again because she couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality, she might as well use a little more force when she swiped her wrist next time, and she would simply die.

I heard that the male nurses and doctors in the mental hospital will take advantage of young female patients when they are in a trance after taking medicine, and even do some more outrageous things. Those female patients are even more unlucky than her. What they say is absolutely no one Faithful.

Even though she understands this,...she still can't help but want to try it, the feeling of being free and unimpeded in the dream is so novel.

Anyway, no one sees it, just try it once, once is fine.

Her hand did not reach for the door handle, but slowly reached for the door panel.

She didn't have much hope, 10% hope at most, she could already imagine the feeling when her fingers touched the hard door panel, and then laughed at herself.

But if... it came true, she would be very happy.

Miraculously, her hand actually went through the door panel!

There was no logic in the dream, but logic in reality, and when the logic in reality was overturned, she suffered a greater shock than in the dream.

She withdrew her hand in horror, her face was pale, and cold sweat broke out.

What... what's going on?

Could it be... a dream within a legendary dream?
In fact, I haven't woken up yet, still dreaming?Or sleepwalking?
She checked her hands repeatedly, and patted her cheek hard, making a loud slap, almost slapping herself.

Now... you should wake up, right?

She reached out to touch the door again.

The hand still passed through the door panel unimpeded as before.

This... this is not normal!what is going on?

If she hadn't had the experience in the dream, she would have been more flustered, but the dream was like a preview for her, providing her with a little mental buffer.

Is it not that I am dreaming in a dream, but that the dream just now... is real in some way?
After a minute or two, she recovered slightly from the shock, gritted her teeth, and stretched her whole arm toward the door again.

The door panel was penetrated like a mold in a game. Her shoulders, chest, head, and legs disappeared from the door panel one after another, and she appeared from the other side of the door panel.

She was standing in the hallway, barely adequately illuminated by the nightlight.

The night was quiet, and everything was still.

But it seems a bit too quiet...

Although the night is quiet, there will always be some miscellaneous sounds. For example, the sound of vehicles passing by will be transmitted very far at night, the howling of drunken people singing folk songs, and the humming of the outdoor unit of the air conditioner. Throughout the night, there was still that man's snoring... However, she didn't hear all of this, and there was absolute silence around, as if all the sound was isolated from the corridor.

Ah... I see!
She looked up at the ceiling, and suddenly felt enlightened and enlightened.

Yes, it's just a game.

Me, my mother, him, the villa, the school, the teacher, the classmates... everything, the life we ​​think is real, is actually just a game. We all think that we are the protagonists of life, but it is just a game. The NPC is still insignificant.

As for who made this game, she tends to think that it is an alien, just like in the movie, an alien whose technology is far ahead of humans.

And she, maybe she's a slightly different NPC, or maybe there's a little bug in the alien's programming that allows her to pass through.

She didn't know how she came up with this idea, anyway, this idea flooded into her mind all of a sudden, maybe she was sleepy.

At that time, Zhao Man, who had just awakened her abilities, urgently needed a reason she could accept to explain all this. In any case, she couldn't be crazy. Blaming the blame on aliens was an omnipotent reason.

It was precisely because she blamed aliens that for a period of time after that, she did not turn to the Internet for help like No. 22 or other children who had just awakened their abilities. It was not until a long time later that she realized that it had nothing to do with aliens, but It was her awakening ability.

Zhao Man, who found a reasonable explanation, gradually calmed down.

Anyway, it's just a game, why not enjoy your life wantonly?

But before enjoying life, let's relax her bladder first, she really can't hold back her urine.

She reached for the toilet door, then withdrew it, and this time walked straight to the toilet door and walked through without hindrance.

She appeared in the toilet, staring at the gleaming toilet.

No way……

The ending of the dream must not come true!
If she sat down and her ass went through the toilet, then... would she have to pee on the floor?
She slowly sat down on the toilet, not as rash as in her dream.

The thigh touched something, and the familiar touch of the toilet seat came back!
Fortunately, it didn't go through the toilet.

Fortunately, she wiped the sweat off her forehead, and after a few seconds of deliberation, she quickly solved her physical problems. Finally, the pain in her abdomen was no longer there, and she felt a sense of relief.

But why?

She sat on the toilet and thought blankly, temporarily forgetting to return to the bedroom.

Why can the door panel pass through, but the toilet can't?
Material problem?Because one is wood and one is ceramic?

She looked at the floor under her feet again. If anything could penetrate, she would have fallen to the first floor long ago, and then fell endlessly towards the center of the earth...but she didn't.

She lifted up her trousers, walked to the sink, and tried to stretch her hand over. If she couldn't penetrate the ceramic, it would be a bit tasteless...

This time, however, her hand went through the sink, also ceramic, with ease.

Could it be... I can wear whatever I want?
(End of this chapter)