My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 166 Good words are hard to persuade a damn ghost
"Shredded coconut!"

Meng Lang couldn't help but clenched his fist excitedly!

Although somewhat disrespectful to the sacrificed brothers.

But after so many episodes of death, the man behind the scenes finally revealed the tip of the iceberg today!
This is undoubtedly the "little tail" that caught the real murderer!
This is a tactical failure, but a strategic victory!

And this episode has verified some of the previous conjectures...

For example, on Earth... there is indeed a black hand behind the scenes!

"I knew it!"

The sonic mass biochemical weapon "Melody of Death" is completely developed for human beings!

At least one point is beyond doubt that the opponent can directly target human weaknesses with such precision.

That is, the other party has a deep understanding of the "biological structure" of human beings, and even the complete genetic map!

And this is simply not something that an alien civilization that has just arrived on Earth can do!

Pluto, which arrived on Earth in 2043, was just a formal declaration of war, and before that...

The other party must have planted eyes on the earth!

It is normal for the scouts to go first without the soldiers and horses moving.

And the time when the other party inserts eyes must be earlier than 2035.

I just don't know the identity of this mysterious masked man.

Is he a leading party who has been brainwashed or controlled, or... the other party is simply an alien hidden on the earth?

Establishing a certain connection with the earth and directly arriving on the earth with combat units are completely two concepts.

[Small bugs deserve to look up at the starry sky? 】

This sentence needs to be emphasized!

From the lively lines of the middle two, meng lang could hear the other party's unusual arrogance and contempt for human beings.

Ordinary earthlings, even if they are leading the way...should not like to call themselves bugs, right?

So... the latter is more likely!
"If there are masked people in 2035, what about this moment in 2018?"

Very thoughtful!

Thinking that there might be aliens in the crowd, but people didn't notice it, meng lang felt a chill down his back.

The situation is worse than I imagined.

But no matter what, the other party finally showed up. This is a symbolic milestone of "All things return to one" turning defense into offense!

From now on, you are the prey and I am the hunter!
Seeing a ray of dawn, Meng Lang stood up and paced slowly in the study.

Having determined the identity of the enemy, the most important thing now is to find out the reason for his exposure.

My own experimental project has just been halfway through, and there are no public results at all, so it has attracted the attention of the other party for no reason.

But that masked man was able to directly target their laboratory, and killed them all without hesitation...

"The melody of death! The melody of death..." He kept chanting these four words.

I never make up names myself.

The title of the book is obviously a hint!

The "melody of death" probably not only refers to the special infrasound waves that induce madman's disease, but it is also likely to be the "direct cause of death" this time.

There was a very interesting word in the other party's mouth...

"listener"!
Sounds like some sort of eavesdropping weapon, or... functional unit?
And as soon as the other party came up, they asked "Why is there their score"...

Combining various known conditions, there may be only one man who inexplicably recruited the masked man...

Death melody!

The other party must have detected the special sound waves accidentally leaked during the experiment through some means, thus directly locking the location of the laboratory!

They... came after hearing the sound!
Acoustic positioning has never been a rare thing.

During the First World War, humans began to use sound waves for "multilateration" to locate the source of artillery fire.

Simply put, it is a method of accurately locating the position of artillery fire through the time difference of artillery sounds detected at different locations.

During World War II, this method of artillery reconnaissance gradually matured.

Today, even more accurate sniper sound wave detectors have been developed, which can calculate the position of the sniper at the moment the sniper shoots, with an error of within 1 to 2 meters.

Then within 10 seconds, precise artillery coverage will fall...

Sound, let the hidden ones have nowhere to hide!

The infrasound wave was originally extremely penetrating, perhaps it was accidentally leaked out at a certain moment during the experiment, which attracted the other party's attention.

It's just that I must have done sound insulation during my experiment, but it was still detected by the other party.

This shows that the other party's sonic monitoring technology is extremely sensitive, at least one level higher than that of the earthlings at that time.

If this conjecture is true, then another terrible fact can be deduced.

That is, in 2035, the other party has already established some kind of monitoring system for human beings through this existence called "listener"!

"Walls have ears, it's impossible to guard against them!" Meng Lang patted his forehead.

"However, why is it a sound wave again..."

Meng lang discovered a characteristic of the enemy.

"Melody of Death" is an infrasonic attack, and the so-called "listener" most likely locks on the target through sound waves...

Does this mean that he has a soft spot for sonic skills?
correct!And the scene before his death!
【"Small bugs are also worthy of looking up at the starry sky?"

The first half of the sentence was still behind his back, but the second half of the sentence seemed to sound beside him...

I was startled and turned my head immediately, but there was no one in front of me.

"not good!"

The moment he turned his head, a black mask was stuck in front of his eyes.

"how is this possible!"】

Meng Lang read this passage word by word, imitating the situation at that time in his mind...

Left and right?

Teleport?

And two consecutive times without even a skill cooldown?

This unscientific!

Known masked man: an ordinary humanoid creature without obvious large-scale external equipment.

If such a small unit can use this heaven-defying skill without relying on external forces...

That large unit can't be invincible?
If the opponent is really that scary, then it doesn't take so much effort, at least there is no need to send someone to kill him.

So either I had an auditory hallucination, or the other party used some means to mislead my judgment of the other party's position...

Sound wave!See you again!
The opponent is very good at sonic skills and didn't run away!

"And that embroidery needle skill... has the sense of sight of the Eastern Hierarch." Meng Lang stroked his chin.

Spitting steel needles out of the mouth, killing people without a trace... This is obviously not something that a human mouth can do, right?

To use a steel needle as an offensive weapon, first you have to hide at least one steel needle in your mouth.

What if I accidentally swallowed it?

This skill design is completely anti-human!

Meng Lang couldn't help thinking that the other party walked through the security gate as if nothing had happened, then took out a box of embroidery needles from his bag, and performed a needle swallowing skill on the spot.

In the end, when he spit out his mouth, people block and kill people, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas...

As far as concealment is concerned, this is really a must-have skill for home travel, murder and arson!
So... the way to identify a killer is to see if the other party has an embroidery needle with him?
Um!Write it down, write it down!

This is the combat experience that the brothers risked their lives for!
If the masked man knew that he had just killed some people and said a few words, and was analyzed so many details, he wondered if he would regret appearing in front of Meng Lang...

After analyzing the mysterious masked man, meng lang turned his attention to some other information.

Judging from the experimental results, the "Mad Men's Disease No. 0" subject has been activated in advance by the "Melody of Death".

It's a pity that there is no chance to conduct further anatomical analysis on the experimental body.

Otherwise, the true mystery of madman's disease will definitely be solved!
Pity……

However, Cheng Biao and Ah Xing...

It seems that this is the new helper I have found.

One knows how to repay his kindness and is willing to sacrifice himself, while the other has no hesitation and sacrifices himself as a human shield.

Proper Jianghu loyalty, but it is full of peace of mind to use.

Meng Lang felt that this autobiography could be regarded as a "character detector".

Although it is said that people know their faces but they don’t know their hearts, but if someone can endure evil thoughts and do good deeds all his life, can you say he is a wicked person?

As far as behavior goes, these two have certainly passed the "test of time"!

"If you want to change the other party's fate, if it's useless to dissuade you, then you can only use some bold information..."

After thinking about it for a while, meng lang came up with some ideas.

Finally, he looked at the technical appendix after the main text.

"Three unresolved mathematical problems in the process of building neural models"

Ok?
Meng Lang was stunned after reading the title.

What the hell?Math puzzle?
It’s not about advanced technology, why did you come up with a mathematical problem for me, which is still unresolved?

What do you mean by throwing me a problem that can't be solved in the future?
Meng Lang began to read the appendix carefully.

5 minutes later……

Meng Lang, with starry eyes, rubbed his temples.

The dashes in the appendix... basically I can't understand a single word.

But the narrator explained that he understood it.

In the process of modeling the nervous system, in addition to a deep understanding of biology, it is inevitable to use mathematical thinking.

This is a comprehensive research project that requires the linkage of IT, biology, mathematics, engineering and other disciplines.

In 2035, the open source development of this model has reached a quite advanced point.

But when he was about to make a breakthrough, he encountered such a mathematical bottleneck.

Meng Lang obviously did not have the skill of "mathematics".

Do not!He has no such talent at all!

This thing requires too much talent, and it is not possible to become a half-way monk to achieve results.

Even if meng lang wanted to start from scratch and devote dozens of brothers, they might not be able to compare with an on-campus doctoral supervisor.

Inputs and outputs are completely out of proportion.

So... I threw this problem from 2035 back to 2018?
He didn't let himself research, but let himself make this difficult problem public, and use the mathematicians in 2018 to overcome it...

"The open source project I started in 2018 encountered an unbreakable problem in 2035, and then threw it back to 2018, so I continued to work on it from 2018...

Does this make any sense? "

Meng Lang didn't go around the bend for a while.

But after thinking about it for a while, I gradually came to my senses.

Yup!Who said that you can only send mature advanced technology to yourself?

For the problems encountered in the future, getting them in advance to tackle them now is equivalent to realizing the problems in advance and starting to solve them.

Changing direction added 17 years of R&D time!

This is an alternative "single-threaded" to "multi-threaded", the rhythm of R&D efficiency to take off!
Who doesn't want a "R&D project manager" who can predict scientific research bottlenecks in advance?

Again, on the importance of reverse thinking!
Meng Lang carefully pondered this alternative infinite doll, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it had great potential to be tapped.

The problems that plagued the mathematics world in 2035 may be solved in a flash of inspiration in 2018?
People may still be the same group of people, but their age and way of thinking are different!

If you still can't figure it out in the next 17 years, then throw it back and continue working on it!

Maybe the quantitative change caused the qualitative change?

History will not simply repeat itself, it can also follow different rhymes...

After reading it several times, Meng Lang turned his attention to the only photo in the book...

……

4 pm.

Near Building 3 of Yipinju Community.

Meng Lang held the phone, looked at the photos on it, and repeatedly compared the surrounding environment, as if he was looking for something.

"found it!"

Meng Lang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he finally found the exact same scene as in the photo at a certain angle.

"It should be here..."

This road is not a main road, and there are relatively few pedestrians, that is, residents in the community will walk here occasionally.

Meng Lang looked around, picked up a more conspicuous white pebble from the side of the road, then carefully compared the photo in his hand, and carefully placed the pebble in a certain position in the middle of the road.

After marking the landing point, he raised his watch to check the time.

He walked to a side intersection, fiddled with the phone for a while, fixed it at a good angle, and then waited quietly.

Minutes passed by...

Just when the time reached 4:13, a young mother pushing a stroller came slowly at the intersection, a few steps behind, and a man was walking and talking on the phone, who seemed to be the husband of the woman.

Meng Lang's eyes lit up immediately.

"Baby, look here, look here! Ring, ring, ring~"

The little woman rang the bell on the car, while pushing the baby carriage, while teasing the baby in the car with a doting face, she didn't notice the danger approaching at all...

Meng Lang walked towards him like a resident taking a leisurely stroll.

Then he stood in front of the stroller pretending to be a passerby, bent down to look at the baby in the stroller, and asked with a smile.

"Oh, what a cute baby, how old is it?"

"Hehehe~" The girl who was only a few months old stared at Meng Lang curiously with her round eyes, and immediately became cute.

"Hehe! It's three months old."

The little woman didn't find it strange, she stopped the stroller and replied with a friendly smile.

"Really? Chubby, well-raised, come, call uncle."

The little woman: "..."

Have you ever seen a three-month-old screaming?

Meng Lang had nothing to say, and even stopped in front of him, so it was not easy for the little woman to push the cart and leave.

"Rang Rang, why are you blocking the road? I don't know if a good dog doesn't block the road!"

A slightly mean woman's voice came, making both of them frown.

Meng Lang looked up and was taken aback for a moment.

The world is really small, I never thought it was that woman walking her dog without a leash again.

"So it's you? Huh! Bad luck!"

When the middle-aged woman saw meng lang, she recognized him as the "enthusiastic crowd" who spoke out for Cheng Biao last time.

Thinking of his own dog, he snorted with a gloomy expression, and walked around the two of them.

"Hey... wait!" Meng Lang hurriedly stopped him.

"What are you waiting for? Wait for the funeral report!"

But the middle-aged woman walked faster as if there was a plague god behind her.

emm...

Meng Lang stretched out his hand, but finally lowered it helplessly, and closed one eye.

next moment……

"Bang!" "Ah!"

Flowers bloom, juices fly...

Meng Lang opened his eyes, and immediately showed a look that he couldn't bear to look directly at.

Tut tut!With this force, the scapula probably split apart...

Looking at the stunned little woman and her husband, she spread her hands helplessly.

It's hard to persuade the damn ghost...

"Cuckoo~"

The little guy in the stroller saw the scene in front of him and didn't understand what happened, but he was amused and giggled...

(End of this chapter)