Binary code Mystery number two
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– What do you need them for? – she asked.
Ruthra wanted to be indignant. On second thought, he didn't, guessing intuitively that there must be something else behind it, because he'd asked the computer. And so it was.
– Print a record of the events.
– You still haven't learned how to use your powers, it's because you're in a hurry. If you had completed your training last time, then you would know that you don't need a printer.
– How?
– State your thoughts, pass them on to me, I will process them into a business form and send them to you. You will not be allowed to take papers or anything else out of the facility. You can print it out at Zero with my help, in the same way.
– Wow.
– Form.
Rutra lay down and began mentally "typing" the protocol, especially "whitewashing" the doctor in it. After he finished, he asked Isa:
– Did you get it?
– It's fine, I've already processed it.
– Already?
– I'll throw it to you soon, look on the TV screen, in what form it will be.
Not a minute later, the protocol appeared on the screen, Rutra read it, sent it with Isa's help to Yarovitovich, and went to him himself. Jarovitovich reviewed the protocol, signed it with an electronic signature, and "gave" it to Rutra, emphasizing his concern with the admonition.
– Don't forget the main objective. Time is against us. The most improbable things are possible. What we've played out could really happen. For real!
– Understood. I'll go," Ruthra said calmly and without excitement.
– So long.
Rutra stepped out and headed for the lab, where he was met by the doctor.
– Well? – He asked fearfully.
Ruthra nodded affirmatively. The doctor gestured for him to follow him. He led Rutra into an isolation box and took out the pre-prepared wires that went to the machine in his pocket. Two wires he gave to Rutra and two he took for himself. They looked at each other and synchronously applied them to their tongues. The shock of the current temporarily knocked him unconscious. The doctor, quickly returning to normal, gave him a glass of liquid.
– Drink quickly.
– What's that?
– Hurry up.
While Ruthra was confused, the man uncovered a medical table of instruments.
– Drink it, it's a painkiller.
Ruthra took a drink.
– Sit down and don't move, I'm going to insert a microplate with a chip under your scalp. This is so you can control when your thoughts are available and when they are not. You have two scars on your head, in one place I put the chip to transmit back then, in the other place I will put the chip to block.
The doctor injected local anesthesia, made an incision, performed some manipulations, covered it with artificial skin, applied a bandage with a special remedy, and began to hastily collect tools, constantly looking at his watch.
– Let's do it again.
The doctor pointed to the wires. They repeated the procedure. Despite the anesthetic, the wound was tingling, "sizzling" from the special agent. Ruthra realized it was Epilas, a secret instant wound healer; combined with the modifications they'd made to him at the range, the wound was healing better than it had on the Terminator.
– Now you have a screen, your thoughts will first be reflected, they will go back into your brain, you will hear yourself, and then you will decide which ones to release. You can release exactly what you want, that is, you can lie. That's it, time is running out, find a similar radio-isolated shelter and do a couple of experiments on yourself to get used to it and understand how it works.
– How do they hear my thoughts?
– All in the form of brain bio-signals, they can only be decoded. For example, such as truth, lies, anxiety, euphoria, and the like. Dialogue is by mutual initiation only; in cases where the receiver knows you well and has had numerous non-conflict communication sessions, then your chip will let it through. You will recognize it, it is provided, you can feel it, you just need to get the hang of it. There is, of course, a way around all blocking, directly, but you need a code for that.
– Where, who has it?
– Let's get another charge. That's enough, it might arouse suspicion.
They repeated the procedure with the wires, the doctor explained further.
– I don't know exactly, it's written in the secret department of the coders, kept by the person in charge of controlling the coding and encryption service.
– Where are they?
– No one knows specifically, this is where all the original codes come from, rumor has it – it's called "The Sphere".
Ruthra took a deep breath and began to exhale slowly, shaking his head.
– There is the center itself, which does not exist for everyone, and there are a lot of organizations, which either are or are not. ZKR, "Sphere", what else?
– Go on, everybody, forget about me.
Ruthra couldn't help but ask another question.
– How does ISU-A2 read minds?
– It doesn't read, it sees, as if on a network. The computer-brain interface is like an extension of one in the other. You draw everything from its base, and it draws from yours.
– Why does she have free access to me?
– "Not now," the medic said and pointed to the top of Ruthra's head, then put his index finger to his lips, giving the silence sign, pushing him in the shoulder toward the door.
Ruthra went to the exit, stepping out into the hallway.
– You've been gone a long time, did something happen? – he heard Isa.
"Well, bitch, you're following me," Ruthra thought and immediately realized how the lockdown worked, his own voice sounding in his head. "It's okay," he thought and directed his thoughts to her.
– I'm happy for you," the computer replied.
– I'm going out, goodbye.
– Exit via the stairs or the pod.
– You have a service here. Can I get a regular cab? – Ruthra asked jokingly. – Is there an elevator? I don't want to take the stairs for half an hour.
– Yes, to the left of the capsule hatch.
– Didn't notice. Just like everyone else here. Ready, here I come.
– Did you give a request to get out?
– No. What's the request?
– It's not like we're in a backyard, you have to give notice, get permission.