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A gray line appeared under neurosurgeon Shen Yu's left eye. Not bags under the eyes. Nor is it fatigue. He had a four-millimeter nodule in his left anterior temporal lobe—he'd discovered it three months ago but hadn't told anyone. At the same time, a programmer named Chen Mo knocked on his door. Every morning at 2:17, Chen Mo woke up on time - his heartbeat was racing for thirty minutes. I went to three hospitals and could not find out the cause. He said he saw a red thread extending from his chest and through the ceiling. The wire was beating—at the same frequency as his heart. Shen Yu put on his homemade glasses. In the field of view of the lens, he saw the dark red intruder deep in Chen Mo's brain - and a nerve fiber extending from its root that should not exist. Direction - pointing six point seven kilometers away. His own clinic. His own left temporal lobe. This is not an isolated case. This is a growing web. And Shen Yu - he hasn't figured out his position in the net yet.