A live stream that dramatically transformed a depressed schoolgirl shocked netizens across the count

Six o'clock in the morning.

The living quarters were lit by soft morning lights.

On the central control screen, the diagram of Titan cutting off the Phoenix Boat structure appeared, and a large area of ​​scarlet code disappeared.

Shen Qingci sat at the solid wood table, her palm pressing down on a new page of her notebook.

The decision of how to retreat is up to me.

She held the words firmly in her palm.

Sleep and heart rate are normal.

The mechanical sounds of the Titan echoed inside the cabin.

[Superficial abrasion on the left wrist, no new wounds.]

Chen Lang strode over from the center console and grabbed her wrist with his large hand.

The ebony prayer beads slid to one side due to gravity.

The black lines of thorny vines were clearly visible on the skin.

The superficial red marks left last night did not worsen.

He let go.

"fine."

Shen Qingci looked up at him: "Are you done with the checkup?"

"Um."

"Then we won't investigate the case today."

Chen Lang raised an eyebrow.

Shen Qingci opened the notebook, closed it, and pushed it to the corner of the table.

"Have breakfast first." She lowered her eyelashes. "I'll decide the route."

Chen Lang's Adam's apple bobbed, and a soft chuckle escaped his lips.

"Did the captain finally approve the logistics department to open fire?"

"You're in charge of doing it."

"I didn't get a promotion, but I've gotten a lot more work."

"You're not short of money."

"Okay, I'll make you a high-risk project breakfast today."

Chen Lang turned and went into the kitchen, taking out ingredients from the refrigerator.

[System notification: Delayed, anti-spy live streaming is now enabled.]

The camera focuses on the breakfast table and the upper bodies of the two people.

The morning mist and tree shadows outside the window were completely blurred.

The coordinates, equipment parameters, and even the interior layout of the vehicle were all completely removed by the system.

As soon as the live stream started, the screen was flooded with comments.

What exactly happened last night?

[Was Qingci injured?]

What exactly is your relationship?

[Wandering God, quickly let your sister raise her hand so we can see!]

Chen Lang put the rice noodles into the pot.

Steam rose, but he didn't turn his head.

"The person hasn't been lost, the food hasn't gone cold, but the relationship is something that needs to be observed further."

The live chat exploded with comments.

What does "continue to observe" mean?

This is basically a trial period for being a couple!

[Don't pretend, you brat!]

Shen Qingci glanced at him and raised her left hand.

The prayer beads moved downwards, revealing the thorny strokes in front of the camera.

"It's just a minor scratch." She said to the floating ball, "Today I'll only share scenery and food, I won't reveal my real-time location, I won't photograph residents' privacy, and I won't ask everyone to block the road with us."

Her voice was low, but each word was distinct.

The scrolling comments in the live stream paused for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the words and sentences were scrolled by.

【receive! 】

[Don't chase locations, just enjoy the scenery!]

No blocking roads, no taking photos without permission, and no disturbing residents!

Chen Lang ladled the cooked rice noodles into a white porcelain bowl.

Scoop up a spoonful of sour soup and pour it over the top.

"That's more like it."

"Put less chili in."

"I only put in a little bit."

"Your little touch can make the pot lid sound an alarm on its own."

"That's because the pot is too sensitive."

Shen Qingci ignored him, lowered her head, picked up a mouthful of rice noodles, and put it in her mouth.

After dinner, the two changed out of their eye-catching Miao ethnic costumes from the previous night.

I put on an inconspicuous plain-colored coat and stepped out of the camp gate.

The bluestone road was covered with rainwater from last night.

Chen Lang originally planned to proceed according to the order of the delicacies in Shen Qingci's notebook.

As soon as she reached the alley entrance, Shen Qingci stopped.

The aroma of tea oil and rice noodles wafted in the wind, mingled with the dampness of the river.

She didn't look through the notebook, nor did she ask Chen Lang if he was safe.

She pointed to a small stall on the street with few people.

"Eat this first."

Chen Lang glanced at the dilapidated stall: "The one in the guide is on the east side."

"The queue is too long."

She walked straight to the stall.

"Two bowls of rice noodles and a serving of oil tea."

The stall owner recognized the two people and quickly greeted them with a smile.

Just as the levitating ball was about to rise, Shen Qingci raised her hand to block the camera.

"I'll only take pictures of the food and the signboard, not your face."

The stall owner hesitated for a moment, then nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay."

Chen Lang stood to the side, hands in his pockets, and said casually, "You remember the rules pretty well."

"I'm used to it."

Shen Qingci accepted the wooden chopsticks handed to him by the stall owner.

Halfway through her meal, she looked up at the waterway not far ahead.

Several boatmen were standing at the bow of the covered boat, pulling in their nets.

The wooden paddle cut through the water, creating a splashing sound.

"Next stop: Water Lane."

Chen Lang asked, "Not going to Hongqiao?"

"I'm not going."

Shen Qingci opened the notebook.

There was no fixed route written; only three dots were drawn in the blank space.

"Let's go to the water alley first, but if it's too crowded, we'll go to the alley entrance to look at silver jewelry. If that doesn't work out, we'll go back and eat glutinous rice cakes."

Chen Lang glanced at the dots.

"Finally, you've decided to let this combat manual go?"

Shen Qingci raised her eyelashes.

She did not add any numbers next to the three dots.

"Make it listen to me."

The live stream chat quickly shifted its focus.

[Qingci is really acting like a team leader now!]

Not following the itinerary is true travel!

[Determine your own route, awesome!]

Chen Lang took the cilantro from her bowl.

"Captain, how much is the operational budget for today?"

"You pay for breakfast."

I'm asking about the total budget.

"I'll decide the route, you keep the tab."

"This team is becoming more and more like a private project."

Just then, Titan's mechanical voice came in a low voice.

[Abnormal propagation detected.]

Chen Lang's wrist paused.

The background screen was projected onto Shen Qingci's phone's private screen.

A hidden account repeatedly captured clips from the live stream.

The colors of their clothing, their gait, and the keywords in their conversation were analyzed and extracted.

It was forwarded to multiple groups of tourists visiting the ancient city.

Waterway.

Silver ornaments.

Ciba (glutinous rice cake).

Meanwhile, several tourists' mobile phones were deliberately raised.

The camera avoided showing the two people's faces.

However, it kept recording the color of the clothes, body proportions, and walking rhythm.

Titan quickly made a judgment:

The other party does not rely on real-time location tracking. They are piecing together the route using publicly available information.

Chen Lang put down his chopsticks.

"Stop broadcasting, back to camp."

In the past, he would have made the decision directly.

This time, Shen Qingci did not move.

She placed the wooden chopsticks horizontally on the rim of the blue and white porcelain bowl.

"It can't be turned off."

Chen Lang looked at her.

"They've already started planning the route."

"The moment we turn off the broadcast, they'll realize they've been discovered."

Shen Qingci picked up the notebook and took out her fountain pen.

Draw a straight horizontal line between the three dots.

"Keep walking, at least we can see how they guess."

"There is a risk."

"You're here."

Chen Lang didn't reply, the corners of his lips twitching upwards.

Shen Qingci looked at the floating sphere.

"Retain the backend interception records, but hide the actual route. Renumber the three nodes."

Titan complied.

Chen Lang asked, "Who's in charge of changing the itinerary this time?"

Shen Qingci closed the notebook.

"I."

"What should I do?"

"You'll be in charge of covering the losses."

Chen Lang laughed out loud.

"Responsibilities are clearly defined, and salaries remain the same."

The two left the breakfast stall.

Shen Qingci did not head straight for the water lane, but led Chen Lang into an old street.

The streets are lined with a dazzling array of silver ornaments, which jingle and tinkle in the wind.

She stopped in front of a stall, picked up an ordinary silver bell, and asked about its price.

She asked the stall owner to help her try them on.

The live stream only captured the hand gestures and the silver bell.

The screen immediately filled with comments.

[My sister looks so beautiful wearing the silver bells!]

[The camera has learned its lesson!]

[You can feel the atmosphere even without taking pictures of your face!]

Shen Qingci did not stay for long.

The stall owner casually reminded him, "There's a publicity tent set up for the grand ceremony up ahead today, so it's not easy to get there."

She turned around immediately.

"Don't go ahead."

"Where to?" Chen Lang asked.

"Waterfront".

She led Chen Lang to the other side of the residential waterfront.

Titan synchronously captured abnormal data.

The phones that were originally used to film them were split into two groups.

A group headed towards Hongqiao.

A group headed towards the silver jewelry street.

Shen Qingci's lips curled up in a smile.

"You guessed pretty quickly."

"They made mistakes pretty quickly too," Chen Lang chimed in.

In the live stream, viewers quickly realized something was wrong.

Didn't we just say we were going to the water lane?

Why didn't they go to Hongqiao?

[Isn't this what anti-tracking is all about?]

Please do not post your real-time location!

Titan continues to screen the backend data.

Soon, a group of accounts were flagged.

These accounts never post locations directly.

They verify each other using only code words.

Blue clothes.

Black short jacket.

Silver bell.

The two walked side by side.

Chen Lang pushed the data onto Shen Qingci's phone screen.

"They also included the Miao clothing from last night in the recognition model."

After reading it, Shen Qingci neither changed her clothes nor hid.

She used a levitating ball to capture images of the river surface, oars, and oil tea at a breakfast stall.

Only the figures' backs are left blurred.

She addressed the live stream audience.

"Everyone can enjoy the scenery of Fenghuang."

"Don't help anyone contact us."

After this sentence was sent, the comments section quickly reached a consensus.

[No location posted!]

[Focus only on the waterfront and the food!]

Protect the streamer, and protect the local residents!

Before reaching the water's edge, Shen Qingci opened her notebook again.

Next to the three dots, she wrote three lines of text.

Real node: Riverside.

Backup node: Silver Jewelry Street.

Public node: Morning View of Rainbow Bridge.

Chen Lang glanced at it.

"Should we keep the public nodes?"

"Keep it."

"Aren't you afraid they'll actually go to Hongqiao?"

"They were already planning to go."

Shen Qingci raised her hand and circled the last dot.

"Let them go."

Chen Lang didn't change a single word for her.

Titan matched the three time-lapse clips to different time periods.

Characters, scenery, and sounds are processed separately and cannot be verified against each other.

The two sat in front of a small stall by the river.

The oil tea was steaming hot.

The glutinous rice cakes were fresh out of the fryer, their outer layer fried to a golden brown and crispy.

Chen Lang placed the last piece of glutinous rice cake into Shen Qingci's bowl.

"This fake trip has already exceeded the breakfast budget."

Shen Qingci took the glutinous rice cake.

"I'll decide the route." She took a bite and added, "You keep the tab."

Chen Lang looked at her: "Captain, you're very good at assigning people now."

"I learned it from you."

"When did I ever teach that?"

"You always say you'll cover for me."

Chen Lang chuckled and leaned back in the worn-out wooden chair.

There weren't many people by the river.

There were no unusual people approaching within a ten-meter radius.

Titan has confirmed that conflicts have begun to occur in the backend data.

[Disagreements have arisen within the enemy's data group.]

[A group insists their target is Hongqiao.]

[A group focused on the silver jewelry street.]

[The target group has been determined to have returned to camp.]

The intelligence chain has been broken.

Shen Qingci lowered her head and wrote a new sentence in her notebook.

Public disclosure does not equate to handing over the route.

She closed the notebook.

No nodes were deleted; only two words were added next to each dot.

Replaceable.

Chen Lang pushed the half-cup of oil tea in front of her.

"Are you still walking this morning?"

"continue."

"Where to?"

Shen Qingci looked at the river.

The boatman hauled in the fishing net, and the wooden oars struck the side of the boat, sending ripples spreading outwards.

She didn't consult any travel guides or look at her journal.

"Let's go see the scene."

Chen Lang nodded.

"The captain's word is law."

The live stream chat no longer asked about his location.

What should we eat today?

The boats along the waterfront have such a lively, everyday feel!

Don't chase after people, the scenery in Fenghuang is beautiful too!