Ye Wenjie, watch my moves closely.

Chapter 59 Quantum Ghost, Pacifier Delivery 3-Body

Upon seeing the scientific workstation, Ning Shi immediately put aside her worries about the future, focusing only on her desire for technological upgrades.

The computer tools she used before were as insignificant as ants in the face of this super-performance monster.

Ning Shi eagerly took out the repaired laptop from her bag, and was about to move Li Bai to the science workstation when Li Youyu suddenly grabbed her hand, "Have you deleted everything?"

Li Youyu asked.

Ning Shi nodded. "No problem, I've already checked."

"That's good."

After receiving a definite answer, Li Youyu stopped caring and let Ning Shi do whatever she wanted.

Half a month later, the intelligent agent Li Bai completed its first self-iteration upgrade at the No. 1 scientific workstation. Ning Shi designed an image for it. Now it is no longer a flashing cursor, but a jumping pixelated figure.

During this period, Li Bai's progress was remarkably rapid.

It has been connected to the computers of various working groups, absorbing and learning knowledge from various disciplines.

However, when Li Bai encounters problems he doesn't understand, he often makes things up, piecing together answers from different sources, making it seem as if he has to complete some kind of task.

But no one expected it to replace researchers; it was enough that it could perform complex multi-threaded calculations.

Thanks to Li Bai's appearance, Li Youyu saved a lot of time searching for academic mentors.

The latter half of 83 passed by peacefully. The Deep Space Research Department was like a prison that confined people with responsibility, severing everyone's connection with the ever-changing world.

After a period of rapid technological advancement, the technology temporarily stagnated. Chipsets encountered challenges in the microscopic realm, and the leakage problem worsened as transistors became thinner, resulting in higher chip power consumption and limiting chip performance.

The physics team has conceived of new materials for building sophon shielding chambers, but due to the inability to verify them, they have had to put the project on hold for the time being.

Everyone is waiting for the completion of the Liangxiang particle collider.

Li Youyu did two things during this period.

He opened an "Unlimited Class" at the university affiliated with the Chinese Academy of Sciences. This is similar to a class for gifted children, where young people across the country who are interested in scientific research can try it out. Those who pass the assessment will be directly admitted and will be assigned to the Deep Space Research Department after graduation.

This is him preparing for future scientific research talent.

He only made a suggestion about this matter; the actual implementation is still at the national level.

The second thing was what Li Youyu cared about most.

That letter... has reappeared.

Two years ago, the bloody night in Radar Peak Town was caused by a letter. The letter clearly stated the existence of the Trisolaran civilization and specifically asked Cheng Lihua to bring the information to Evans.

After Cheng Lihua's sudden death, the letter she received was kept sealed in a top-secret storage room of the National Security Bureau.

For two years, its origin was listed as the top priority case, and personnel at all levels never stopped investigating, but they were still unable to solve the mystery.

But it wasn't without breakthroughs.

According to the information gathered, at the same time three days before Cheng Lihua received the letter, electronic devices within a 500-kilometer radius all suffered varying degrees of burn damage. Since electronic devices were still rare two years ago and were scattered, the investigators from the National Security Bureau did not initially notice this phenomenon.

Afterwards, they collected the damaged electronic devices for inspection and found that the cause of the burns was invariably overcurrent or overvoltage inside the chip.

This phenomenon is very similar to the destructive principle of electromagnetic pulse (EMP). However, as far as Li Youyu knows, human society at this time has not yet truly put EMP weapons into practical use. Moreover, to create an electromagnetic pulse with an impact range of up to 500 kilometers, it must be possible to detonate an EMP at the level of a nuclear bomb.

Not to mention that no one heard any explosion on the day the electronic equipment burned out, the fact that a nuclear bomb was detonated over the country is simply impossible.

A few days ago, the National Security Agency detected another large-scale malfunction of electronic equipment, this time on a scale five times smaller than the previous one, covering only 100 kilometers.

National Security Agency investigators quickly located the location and found the person carrying the letter on a train bound for the capital.

The person, along with the letter, was secretly taken back to the capital and detained. After initial questioning, it was found that the person had no connection with Red Shore or Trisolaris and was simply a criminal.

Unable to get any answers from him, the old man instructed Li Youyu to go and see if he could find any clues.

The man accompanying Li Youyu to the interrogation was a young man in his late twenties or early thirties. He was burly, with a fleshy face and a hoarse voice typical of soldiers.

He would brazenly park his Santana at the entrance of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and when he saw young and pretty women of marriageable age, he would whistle and wave at them mischievously.

As soon as Li Youyu got into the car, the man jumped into the driver's seat through the window, reached into the pocket of his brand-new leather jacket, pulled out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes, shook it a few times, and pulled out two cigarettes, which he then held up to Li Youyu's face.

"Want to smoke?"

The man asked.

"Won't."

Li Youyu pushed the cigarette back.

"Sissy".

The man shouted, picked up a cigarette with a crooked mouth, pushed the gear lever, and the car engine roared to life. He stepped on the gas, and the rear wheels screeched against the ground. The young women passing by glared at him with displeasure.

The man enjoyed being the center of attention, so he released the handbrake, and the car sped off.

On his way to the National Security Bureau's detention cell, the man turned the steering wheel with one hand, took out a match with the other, lit it with one hand, and casually lit a cigarette.

call....

The thick smoke turned the carriage into the Jade Pool of the Queen Mother of the West.

Li Youyu turned the window handle to ventilate the room, and the man took another big breath of air with a disdainful look, then raised his eyebrows and blew it at him.

"How can a man not smoke?"

he asks.

Li Youyu said expressionlessly, "I am Chinese, and Chinese people don't smoke foreign cigarettes."

"What cigarettes? This is the Qianmen Gate Tower!"

"Daqianmen is a cigarette brand launched by British American Tobacco Company in 1916. At that time, the Republic of China had not yet fallen. If you smoked this cigarette, you were standing on the opposite side of the people and cheering for the CCP."

"Grass."

The man flicked his cigarette away and cursed, "You're even better at labeling people than I am. My name is Shi Qiang, so we're acquainted now."

Upon hearing Shi Qiang mention his name, Li Youyu smiled slightly and replied, "Hello, Da Shi."

Sometimes male friendships are just that strange.

Just a glance was enough to make him feel like he could confide in the other person. Shi Qiang had no interest in this damn job and hated the indecisive nature of scholars, but this guy Li Youyu... this guy actually managed to get him to put out his cigarette with just a few words. Over the years, apart from his old boss Chang Weisi, no one had been able to do that.

This person is quite interesting.

"What kind of shitty title is 'Da Shi'? It sounds like a dung beetle."

"So, shall I call you Xiaoqiang?"

"Just shut up, you've turned into a cockroach again. Fine, whatever, I was wondering how an academic could be interrogating criminals. I was worried you'd end up being interrogated by the criminals and crying your eyes out. Now I know I was just worrying for nothing."

"Do you know what it is?"

Li Youyu asked.

"I know a little bit. My superiors have told me everything I need to know. Don't tell me anything else that I shouldn't know. I don't have the time or energy to care."

During the casual conversation, the car sped into the National Security Bureau's detention area.

Accompanied by Shi Qiang, Li Youyu interrogated the person who received the letter.

According to the resume provided by the National Security Bureau, this person is not a character from the Three-Body Problem world in the original work, like Cheng Lihua. He is a gambling addict in his forties who sold his wife and children to human traffickers for 300 yuan. His left foot was cut off in half by his creditor because he refused to pay his debts.

The letter was equally simple, instructing him to join the construction team of the Liangxiang Collider under the pretext of going to the city for work, and to sabotage it at any opportunity, with a cash reward for success.

It's still a triple fold.

This time, however, there was no envelope.

Li Youyu asked him a series of questions, some of which contained things that only transmigrators would know. Throughout the questioning, he kept observing the other person's expression.

I asked the same question over and over again, in different directions, and in different orders, and I got the same answer every time.

The results showed that this person was not a time traveler; he simply went to Liangxiang Base to cause damage for the reward mentioned in the letter.

Unable to extract any further information, Li Youyu signaled to the National Security Bureau personnel to take him back first, and then he and Shi Qiang went to an open space outdoors to wait.

"Who taught you your interrogation skills?" Shi Qiang asked. "This kind of questioning, going back and forth, can only be done by professionals."

"Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've still seen pigs run, right?" Li Youyu smiled and asked, "Da Shi, what do you think?"

When it comes to solving cases and conducting interrogations, Shi Qiang seems to become a different person. His eyes become extremely sharp, as if they are hiding an invisible murderous aura, and his unruly and unrestrained temperament disappears completely.

"Judging solely from their activity areas and interpersonal relationships, this person and Cheng Lihua have absolutely no connection whatsoever."

"Anything else?"

"And..." Shi Qiang thought for a moment, then took out a new pack of Hongtashan cigarettes from his pocket, took a deep drag, and the smoke he inhaled seemed to disappear, never to be exhaled again. "Actually, the sender's intention is very simple; he just wants to sabotage your plans, we all know that. But think about it, how many people in this world know about our affairs, and how many people would want to ruin them? The number is actually very, very small; you can count them on one hand. Are there any suspects?"

Li Youyu shook his head in denial.

The possibility of an inside job had already been completely ruled out back then.

Shi Qiang held up a cigarette, frowned, and said, "A Frenchman once said that every contact leaves a trace. The strange thing is that so many people have investigated countless times, but they just can't find a trace. Apart from the possibility of an insider erasing the traces, there is only one other possibility."

Which one?

Shi Qiang stared into Li Youyu's eyes and said, "It's haunted."

"If it's a ghost, then this makes sense. The ghost knows what you're doing, but since it's separated from the living, it can't do it itself. It can only try to cause trouble by writing letters or sending messages in your dreams... Ugh, that's kind of scary. Sigh, is there any explanation for ghosts in your scientific community?"

Li Youyu frowned after Shi Qiang said that.

Seeing that he seemed to be taking it seriously, Shi Qiang quickly nudged his shoulder and said, "Don't take this seriously. I'm just trying to lighten the mood. There's no such thing as a ghost in the world. The culprit must have used some unknown means to send this letter. Don't let your imagination run wild."

"No.."

Li Youyu thought of a possibility.

"There is actually a scientific term for ghosts: quantum ghosts."

"Quantum ghost? What is that?"

Have you heard of Schrödinger's cat?

"That thing that's half-dead? I've heard of it, but I can't understand how a living thing can be half-dead."

"Simply put, the quantum ghost is something that doesn't exist when you look at it, but it will continue to exist even when you don't look at it. We've been looking for traces left by senders on a macroscopic level, but now I realize that the widespread malfunction of electronic devices is what I've been overlooking all along."

Li Youyu thought of macro-atoms; only the energy released by macro-fusion could precisely destroy electronic devices.

Is it possible that this letter was sent by the quantum ghost?

Every large-scale electronic device failure is a macro-atomic energy burst triggered by the interference of quantum ghosts in the real world.

After Li Youyu finished stating his conjecture, Shi Qiang's lips twitched. He cursed, "Damn, is something really fishy going on?"

-----

1989 years.

The Three-Body World.

The circuitry for the first sophon is being etched in a synchronous orbit.

The leader stood on the base of the pendulum. Behind him were countless spaceships etching sophon circuits in synchronous orbit. In front of him were the governors of the listening system, who were wearing insulated and heat-resistant suits.

"You are guilty."

The head of state calmly watched the consul listening in.

"The military governor reports that extremist ideologies advocating the protection of Earth's civilization have emerged throughout the Trisolaran world. They call themselves the Trisolaran Earth Organization and intend to sabotage the Great Fleet's expedition. Each of them possesses a booklet from Earth, and after verification, the contents of the booklets have been found to originate from information received by the listening station 20,000 Trisolaran times ago. Are you aware of this?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, I know."

The monitoring administrator said, "From 20,000 Trisolaran times ago, the monitoring station has been receiving messages from Earth one after another. After analysis, I saw the content. There was no hatred, no conflict; it was the most fervent emotion that Earth's civilization was sending to us."

"So why didn't you tell me this?"

"Your Excellency, you didn't ask."

"Military governor."

Sixty thousand years after the Three-Body Problem, the leader once again went through the routine: "Dehydrate and burn all the people in the space listening system. They have sided with the fragile Earth civilization and degenerated into fragile creatures."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Listening to the governor salute, he thought, "Being able to die to protect the Earth puts my conscience at ease a little."

The leader wasn't angered by this traitorous statement; he had already discarded useless emotions. He asked, "When you were fighting to protect Earth, did you ever consider what mistakes the Trisolarans had made?"

The consul did not answer, so the head of state waved his hand and said, "Burn it."

Subsequently, the head of state summoned the propaganda minister:

"Broadcast the Earth information received by the listening station to the entire world."

"Your Majesty, isn't this somewhat inappropriate? Those with weak wills will completely side with Earth's civilization, which will exacerbate the division within the Trisolaran world."

"Earthlings are trying to numb our senses with humanistic poison, but I say: if the Trisolaran warriors are united, life on Earth is our future. I want to take this opportunity to carry out a great purge of the Trisolaran world. The weak do not deserve to live."