Gene Game

3 QR Code

According to regulations, attending work until late at night, Liu Yi could have rested in the morning. It was almost three o'clock after returning to the dormitory to lie down, but the next morning, Liu Yi came to the team before the work bell rang. The evidences were sent back overnight for testing, and he was anxious to know the result. Before entering the office, he saw Yali head bandaged coming out of the finance room, cursing.

Liu Yi couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

"Midnight attendance plus injury allowance, the total is only 400 dolloars!" Yali spit at the bulletin board on the wall.

"But you actually didn't suffer any injuries..." It was just a small thumb-long opening on his forehead, although they was quite scared after thinking about it, the slight injury is always a fact.

"But just now the finance said that for charity, I should donate five hundred and twenty-seven yuan. I gave six hundred. He said I will see my name in news," Yali was angrily, "But I know there will be no my name in the damn news. I went out in the middle of the night to feel the cold wind, lie down in the ditch, and get shot. Why didn't no one give me donations?"

"By the way, the boss is looking for you, saying that the things we brought back in the middle of the night are very great, and we need to discuss something urgent."

The boss that Yali said was Qin Shiwu, their detachment leader. According to the custom handed down a long time ago, everyone from the top to the bottom of the detachment has a nickname. For example, Liu Yi himself is "Maskan". It says nickname never goes wrong. Before 2016, Captain Qin was called "Snail" in private. After 2016, everyone changed his name to "Lightning".

When he came to the captain's office, Liu Yi saluted. In the game, Qin Shiwu had to listen to Liu Yi's command, but the game belonged to the game, so he couldn't be sloppy at work. What's more, Liu Yi is already the youngest of all squadron captains, but this detachment captain is three years younger than him. He must show respect for this.

As always, the captain didn't get up to pay the courtesy, and sipped the hot black tea as if he hadn't seen anyone before gesturing him to sit down.

"I heard something urgent?" Liu Yi asked.

Opposite the large desk, the boss nodded slowly, put on his gloves, and took out two evidence bags from the drawer. One contained the bullet embedded in the Yali helmet, and the other was something taken from the hand of the strange man in white. I didn't take a close look at it last night, and I took a closer look. The thing looked like an ancient cultural relic, maybe it was made of bronze, and it looked like a box with a lid, hinges and buckles.

"First talk about bullets," the captain raised the evidence bag, "caliber is 0.62."

Liu Yi couldn't help but froze. 0.62? What bullet is of this caliber?

"Don't think about it, it's not any known model," Qin Shiwu threw the bag to him, "but this is not the point. According to the deformation, weight and bullet structure after hitting the helmet, the gun on the Yali forehead is from 3,500. Meters away, the error is plus or minus 500 meters."

"What?" Liu Yi jumped up from his seat with his usual calmness. "What did you say? Three kilometers away?" Three kilometers away, he used an unknown model of sniper rifle. Is the bullet accurately delivered to someone else's head? As a sniper, he knows what this means. Ask yourself, it's impossible, absolutely impossible, for a distance of more than 3,000 meters, even with a sniper special power armor assist.

This is not a problem of the processing accuracy of sniper rifles or bullets, and it has nothing to do with the sight aids and software of the power armor. In fact, shooting at a distance of two kilometers is quite a test of the sniper's character. During the flight of a bullet that lasts for a few seconds, wind, humidity, temperature, air pressure, the earth's rotation, and any tiny external force will cause the trajectory to deviate. The combination of these factors makes the computer unable to complete the calculations, and only the sniper can rely on his intuition to derive the trajectory. Or more bluntly, it's up to people to make things, and to get things done in heaven.

"Be calm and not restless," Qin Shiwu picked up another evidence bag, "Don't forget, I'm also a good sniper player in CS, so I have learned some knowledge about sniper rifles. Compared with this thing we are about to discuss, the long distance shooting is nothing."

Without giving Liu Yi any time for emotion or doubt, he opened the evidence bag, took out the box, and fiddled with it a few times to open the lid to reveal the contents. "I have done carbon-14 and spectrum analysis," Qin Shiwu said in a deep tone. "The age is two thousand years ago, around the first year of the AD. The material is mainly bronze, and there is no trace of modern processing. Do you understand? This stuff is from the inside. The exterior was processed in ancient times."

Liu Yi could tell the truth, and he said, "I understand." So it's a cultural relic. Why must the person in white have to hand it over? They were still yelling at the nonsense that they would come in two months and could not escape.

"Then you don't think it is weird?" Captain Qin scolded.

Weird? Compared to a sniper at a distance of three kilometers, what is weird about a bronze box? There is a pattern on the bottom of the box, which is roughly square on the top. It is made up of small dark or shallow squares. It looks familiar, and it seems to be seen somewhere.

"Can you explain it?" Liu Yi scratched his head.

"Look, what is this?" The boss simply pointed to the pattern.

It seems that this is the crux of the problem, Liu Yi carefully examined it. Go or chess board? The number of grids is wrong and not complete enough. We have to say whether there were any of these chess items two thousand years ago, let alone who would carve the chessboard in a fist-sized box?

He was puzzled, and Captain Qin shook his head and sighed, "Are you blind or stupid? It's very common, something that you use often."

Liu Yi is getting more and more confused. How come the patterns so long ago are often used now? Just as he wanted to ask the boss to explain more clearly, he glanced across the bottom of the box, and he suddenly understood what it was. It is indeed very common, and it is not difficult to identify, but Qin Shiwu explained from the beginning that the whole thing was made two thousand years ago. Based on the simplest common sense, he subconsciously avoided the correct answer, even if the idea touched it, he would find it too absurd and never thought about it.

But how is it possible? Liu Yi gasped.

"It seems that I have finally recognized it," Qin Shiwu put down the box and took a sip of his favorite bag of Ceylon black tea. "Yes, this is a QR code. It was a QR code fromtwo thousand years ago."

"Really?" Liu Yi was dumbfounded, stretched out his hand to the box, and froze when he remembered that he was not wearing gloves.

"Really, and you read the info with your phone" Qin Shiwu bent over and opened the drawer, took out a piece of A4 paper and handed it to him, "If it wasn't for the kid in charge of the laboratory test with his cell phone, no one can recognize what this thing is. The info in it is on the top, read it first."