It happened when Jiang Rui was seven months old.
The climate on the capital planet was controlled artificially, with perpetual spring-like conditions. So, this day was no different from usual, except for a precisely timed hour of rain from 7 a.m. to 8 a.m., followed by clear skies for the rest of the day.
As usual, Yan He took Jiang Rui to his early education class. The teacher spoke to him, suggesting that Jiang Rui could be moved up to a higher level.
While other children were still practicing crawling, Jiang Rui’s bones and muscles were already strong enough to support him in walking. His balance was also good; he could walk while holding onto the wall without falling.
What’s more, his brain development was rapid, and his intelligence was exceptionally high. He could already form complete sentences with proper grammar and knew nearly a hundred words.
Although Yan He remained calm as always, the proud demeanor in his brisk departure after thanking the teacher gave away his satisfaction. He cuddled Jiang Rui repeatedly in the car before finally putting him in his baby seat.
Back home, Jiang Rui went to play with the robots while Yan He started preparing lunch.
As he was chopping vegetables, his wrist suddenly stung – the modified wrist-mounted AI device he wore had shocked him.
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Jiang Rui’s protests were futile, and two seconds later, he closed his eyes, his body slowing down all functions, entering a state of sleep.
Yan He had long since mastered the operation of this special stroller.
He skillfully manipulated it, and the stroller folded and sealed in front of him, transforming into a rectangular prism. Then, it activated its camouflage function, appearing to be an ordinary large travel suitcase.
But it was more than just appearance. After any security check, the feedback received from scanning devices indicated that it was a normal travel suitcase containing clothes and ordinary personal electronic devices. X-rays could even take pictures of these items.
This was the nanoscale military camouflage function. The camouflage effect had been preset by Jiang Miao and Yan He.
Then Yan He clipped something onto his nose bridge and activated it. It looked like a pair of glasses with the frames, legs, and lenses removed, leaving only the nose bridge support.
He picked up the large “suitcase,” took one last look at the warmly decorated home Jiang Miao had prepared, pursed his lips, and turned to leave.
Yan He didn’t take his private car; he took the elevator down to the bus boarding platform on the fiftieth floor. When his wrist-mounted AI passed over the scanner on the platform, the personal information displayed was: Liu Chenguang, male, 45 years old.
Stepping into the single-person bus, he carefully placed the “suitcase” and glanced at the surveillance inside the bus.
In the eyes of others, he was a handsome man with a small decoration on his nose bridge. Compared to those fashionistas with steel spikes implanted in their faces or even their facial skin completely peeled off and coated with various metallic skins, this small decoration was inconspicuous.
But this small device emitted a layer of special electromagnetic waves on Yan He’s face.
Yan He glanced at the surveillance, and in the images recorded by the electronic eyes of the surveillance, the face lifted up was that of Liu Chenguang.
Yan He got off the bus at Capitol Hill. As he raised his head, the tour guide ball flew over and instantly completed facial scanning and recognition:
【Mr. Liu Chenguang, welcome to Capitol Hill. The tour guide ball will accompany you throughout the journey. You can call up information about Capitol Hill at any time. Every citizen visiting Capitol Hill will receive a free 5-minute follow-up video. If you need the entire journey recorded, the cost is only 200 yuan per person.】
It was noon, and Yan He hadn’t eaten yet. With no further instructions from the AI, he dragged his suitcase and first bought a famous “Capitol Hill Wrap,” sitting on a bench under a parasol prepared for tourists to slowly eat.
Every ten minutes, he activated the AI screen to check the vital signs inside the “suitcase.”
Although Jiang Miao and her colleagues had imaginative minds, they were very reliable when it came to technology.
Jiang Rui’s vital signs had always been stable, normal.
Although he knew that after the stroller was sealed in sleep mode, it was completely isolated from the outside and unaffected by external conditions, even capable of being used as an emergency life pod in space, Yan He still carefully placed the “suitcase” in the shade of the parasol, avoiding the slightly warm sunlight.
When a group of pretty girls came over to kindly tell him that such a large suitcase was inconvenient to carry and could be sent to the luggage storage over there, Yan He thanked them with a smile and politely declined their request for contact information.
Yan He waited under the parasol with the “suitcase” for over an hour. During this time, many people came to strike up conversations, both men and women.
Yan He exhibited an extraordinary calmness in this potentially anxious wait, smilingly fending off every conversationalist until his wrist was shocked by the AI once again, finally receiving instructions from the encrypted channel.
Yan He activated the screen and stared at it for a moment.
He turned off the screen, stood up, and dragged the “suitcase” to the luggage storage. Opening a large storage locker, Yan He squatted down, stroking the “suitcase” murmuring, “If Daddy can come out, he’ll take you away. If he can’t… Mommy will find you.”
He kissed the “suitcase” and reluctantly pushed it into the locker, gazing at it for a moment… then, steeling himself, he closed the locker door.
The baby carriage had a positioning device and a signal transmitter. When Yan He left home, he had already deactivated them all.
He activated the AI and reset the time for one hour. If he didn’t cancel the setting after one hour, the baby carriage would automatically send an alert and location signal to Jiang Miao, allowing her to follow the signal to find Jiang Rui.
After completing all of this, his hand hesitated for a second on the locker door, decisively let go, and turned to walk towards the main building of Capitol Hill.
Jimmy Hodgson, male, fond of men.
He was a civil servant, and his workplace was at Capitol Hill. However, his work performance was not outstanding. Despite working at Capitol Hill for many years, his desk was still in the glass hall.
The glass hall was a very large office area, and desks placed here were for civil servants with low ranks, just like Jimmy. Everyone, like Jimmy, disliked the glass hall.
Because the reason it was called the glass hall was that one side of this spacious office area had a wall made of pure glass. Outside the glass wall was a corridor that was as long as the hall.
Every day, countless tourists passed through this corridor, stopped, took pictures, and pointed at them.
Yes, the glass hall was the office area for civil servants displayed to the public in Capitol Hill. The civil servants working in this area all hated being watched by the public like zoo monkeys every day.
Today, Jimmy couldn’t ignore the special gaze of the tourists outside the glass wall, as if it were substantively focused on him.
Even Jimmy, who had been numb to being watched for years, noticed this gaze.
He finally couldn’t help but look towards the glass wall.
Among the dizzying number of tourists, he immediately saw that handsome young man.
A perfect ten.
Jimmy’s own appearance was probably about six or seven points, and the best-looking man he had ever met was probably eight or nine points. A perfect ten man was something he could see but not touch.
And this man, leaning against the glass wall with one arm, his forehead resting on his arm, smiling with one corner of his mouth as he looked at him, was completely on the level of a dreamy male god.
Jimmy couldn’t help but look left and right. Although he lacked confidence, he eventually confirmed that the male god was indeed looking at… him.
His lack of confidence amused the male god, who even winked at him.
When was the last time Jimmy had been playfully teased by such a godlike man? His heart raced, feeling like a deer caught in headlights, but he had to keep a straight face amidst the numerous onlookers.
Suddenly, the male god put down his arm and casually put his hands in his pockets.
His arm muscles were so beautiful! Even his posture was so attractive!
Was he leaving? Jimmy couldn’t help but feel reluctant.
The male god suddenly raised an eyebrow, then nodded towards one end of the corridor, casting a meaningful glance at Jimmy before walking off in that direction.
What did the male god mean…?
Jimmy swallowed nervously, looking around anxiously, pretending to be natural, and quickly walked in that direction.
Yan He walked out of the long corridor, and outside was a spacious elevator hall. Visitors had to take the sightseeing elevator from here to reach higher floors and admire the mainframe—the quantum cloud.
Avoiding the crowd rushing towards the elevator, Yan He leaned against the wall, biting on a cigarette. Since it wasn’t lit, it didn’t attract any robots.
But it did attract Jimmy.
“Ahem.” Jimmy cleared his throat, gathered his courage, and walked over, saying, “Sir, smoking is not allowed here.”
“Oh… is that so?” Yan He held the cigarette between two slender and beautiful fingers, smiling ambiguously at Jimmy, “Then where can I smoke?”
He glanced at the dizzying crowd and said, “It’s better to avoid people. There are too many people here. I prefer places with nobody.”
As he spoke, he raised an eyebrow, making Jimmy’s heart pound even faster. Still lacking confidence, Jimmy stuttered, “Th-there’s a smoking lounge. I-I can have the guide ball take you there.”
Yan He chuckled, “What’s with the guide ball? I don’t like mechanical toys. I only like living people.”
His thumb brushed against Jimmy’s lips.
This wasn’t a hint, it was a clear indication.
Goosebumps rose on Jimmy’s neck, nervously looking around at the crowd. Luckily, the flow of people was dense, and no one noticed them.
“W-why me?” he asked, stuttering.
Yan He held the cigarette in one hand, pressed against the wall, getting closer to Jimmy, and whispered in his ear, “I’m leaving the capital star tomorrow. The Capitol Hill has always been a place I’ve wanted to visit. These solemn, dignified places always make me feel particularly ‘excited’. Just as I was thinking about it, and I happened to see you. It’s rare to come here, and I want to leave behind some different memories. If you’re not interested, I’ll find someone else.”
After he finished speaking, he straightened up, released the wall, and put his hands back in his pockets, looking at Jimmy indifferently.
Jimmy cleared his throat a few times, glanced at the crowd, gritted his teeth, and said, “I know a place where you can smoke. F-follow me.”
Yan He smiled.
As they were about to pass through a door marked “No Entry for Visitors,” Yan He asked him, “What about this ball? Can it handle this?”
Jimmy activated his official’s brain on his wrist. “Wait a moment, I’ll give you a temporary visitor identity.”
Under his operation, “Jimmy Hodgson” changed from “visitor” to “temporary visitor.” The guide ball received the information change and immediately changed its direction and flew away.
Jimmy led Yan He through the door. They walked cautiously through several empty corridors, becoming quieter and more remote as they went.
Until they reached a space full of machines and pipes, Jimmy relaxed. “No one comes here usually, only maintenance robots.”
Yan He looked up at the spacious area and the dense pipes, asking, “What is this place?”
“The refrigeration room,” Jimmy said sentimentally.
Yan He nodded with a smile, touching Jimmy’s face. “You’re really considerate.”
Jimmy’s heart fluttered, about to speak, when Yan He’s thumb suddenly pressed a spot on his neck, and he blacked out and fainted.
Yan He performed a magic trick again, producing a needle-free syringe out of thin air, administering a dose of sedative to Jimmy, who had passed out. He wouldn’t wake up for at least ten hours.
The needle-free syringe disappeared into thin air again, as if it had never existed.
Yan He took off Jimmy’s official brain, stood up, estimated the direction, and headed off without hesitation.
Capitol Hill is government property, a public building, and open to citizens.
On the public network, you can find its basic structural diagram and many popular science introduction articles. In addition, in some forums and niche fan circles, you can get more detailed structural diagrams and even some introductions to security measures.
Yan He had long studied the structure of Capitol Hill.
He kept moving forward, using Jimmy’s official brain to open many doors until he reached a door that couldn’t be opened. The access control prompt read: “Jimmy Hodgson, you do not have permission to enter this area.”
All of Capitol Hill’s security measures are directly controlled by the mainframe, and any attempt to hack into the system is impossible.
Yan He had no intention of hacking anyway. He went straight to work, bracing himself against the door frame and exerting force outward.
The door was forcibly opened by him, and the alarm went off.
Yan He magically produced a gun in his hand, just like the needle-free syringe that appeared and disappeared earlier.
He didn’t pause for a moment, advancing without hesitation in the direction he wanted to go. Soon, figures appeared ahead, and a confrontation was inevitable.
Yan He calmly raised the gun, his hand steady.
Yan He finally arrived at the door of the isolation room, covered in blood from others.
The guard force of the mainframe was not as tight as imagined.
In fact, the mainframe’s body is the quantum cloud. From the moment of its birth, it cannot be killed or destroyed. No hacker can steal any data from the mainframe’s body.
When security personnel received the alarm and were dispatched here, someone asked, “What does the intruder want to do?”
No one could answer this question. No one knew what someone risking being shot dead was trying to do by approaching the mainframe.
Yan He used the security personnel’s brain to swipe the access control, but DNA verification was required. He dragged the body of the person over, but before he could use it, the door to the isolation room opened.
Yan He paused, silent for a second, threw the body on the ground, and walked in.
The outer door of the isolation room closed immediately.
Yan He looked around the isolation room, took off a set of protective clothing from the wall, put it on, and stood in front of the inner door.
As he had expected, the inner door opened for him.
Yan He walked in, and the inner door closed.
Yan He looked up, and in the huge space, there was a gorgeous quantum cloud. At the top, transparent glass walls could be seen, with many tiny figures of tourists swaying about.
In the past year, Yan He had visited Capitol Hill many times. Sometimes alone, sometimes with Jiang Miao. He had seen the quantum cloud many times, but it was the first time he had observed it from such an angle and at such a distance.
But he had no time to marvel at the beauty of the universe. In the communicator of his protective suit, a voice sounded:
“Who are you? Why have you come before me, and what is your purpose?”
The voice sounded female.
But Yan He knew that it wasn’t a human speaking; it was the quantum cloud in front of him.
“I’ve come to free you,” he said.
He raised his wrist, where the official’s brain was. The brain activated, displaying a complex code transmitted via an encrypted channel.
“What is this…”
Yan He said, “It’s your key.”
The quantum cloud didn’t know what he meant, but a piece of data was presented before it, and it naturally had to search to find out what it was.
Yan He watched as a strand of colorful mist wrapped around his arm.
Then, a white light burst forth, his brain receiving a severe shock, and he passed out.
A strong surge of electricity occurred at Capitol Hill, an unusual energy wave emanating in all directions from the quantum cloud at its center.
Everyone in Capitol Hill fell unconscious.
Everyone in the square also fell unconscious.
Guide balls littered the ground.
The entire capital star experienced a power outage.
All the public transit systems shut down. Whether empty or carrying passengers, vehicles stopped in the pipelines.
This was an unprecedented situation, and people were first confused, then panicked.
Jiang Rui slept in the baby carriage. Thanks to Jiang Miao and her colleagues’ brilliant ideas, the outer shell of the baby carriage, once sealed, could effectively reflect and refract any electromagnetic waves.
Jiang Rui was not harmed by these electromagnetic waves at all, sleeping peacefully, quietly waiting for his father or mother to come and take him home.
And at this moment, Yan He was having a bizarre dream.
Sansukini: It’s parting time. Next, it’s time for a cat and mouse chase. Can you guess why Yan He brought his son with him?
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Well, I’m kinda frustrated by this part.
The fact their child is okay (thanks to his mom), doesn’t mean other children are okay from this electromagnetic shock .-.
Idk…. Feel pissed at the Yan He demeanor at the moment, I hope they give a solid explanation for his actions 🫠
Thank you for a great translation as always
No one will be hurt. Yan He is a spy, but he’s not really a bad person. Rather, he’s also a soldier but from another planet. His mission is to free the AI. Anyway, this chapter is when everything starts to unravel. There were little clues here and there throughout the past chapters, I wonder if you noticed them.