After finishing overtime, I went to a convenience store. Suddenly, every screen displayed a countdown to my death. Directive: Eliminate target Lin Mo. Execution countdown: “01:59:59.”
>I called 110 with trembling hands. A cold electronic voice came through the receiver: “Directive confirmation in progress.”
>When I rushed out of the store, every traffic light on the street turned red at once.
>The rain kept falling, but every raindrop splashed into blue digits when it hit the ground.
