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The soles of Li Jin’s pumps hit the floor much earlier than he’d anticipated and he felt the muscles in his sinewy legs absorb the impact with room to spare. He paused for a few seds allowing his heartbeat to slow. Then he switched on the small flashlight ahe tiny beam dance around the room. It was a small enclosure, not much bigger than his dormitory room at Tsinghua. He sighed. He would probably never ever see that dormitain. Then the beam danced over something that had his heart rag all ain.There was a gurney in the ter of the room. On closer iion, Li Jin realized that it was more like an elaborate dental chair with the backrest pushed way back to allow the oct to assume a reing positioo the dentist chair was what looked like some sort of lamp/heater hybrid. They were on in Beijing, inexpensive lamps that provided a modest amount of heating at the same time by redireg the heat from the filament outwards into the room. He felt along its stem and switched it on. The room was illuminated in a harsh yellow glow and a bla of dry heat started to crawl outwards, slowly warming the room. Li Jin switched off his flashlight and looked around the room. The walls were made of gray brick, dripping with humidity. The floor was covered with some kind of laminate desigo approximate a wooden floor.
Li Jin studied the traption in the ter of the room. The dentist chair was rigged with a couple of plasma monitors sitting oal arms that curved over the chair like the tail of an agitated scorpion. A pair of cyberspace gloves and goggles hung to one side o a metal arm with several hooks. The chair itself was covered in a silver mesh fabric stretched tight h-density pound memory foam and sat on an hlass-shaped metal base. o the chair <u>９９ｌｉb.</u>was a silver trolley stacked with medical equipment. There were intravenous catheters and tubes, some kind of pump and multiple packs taining various forms of medical hydration and nutrition, the kind hospitals fed to patients in a a.
Li Jin sed the packs quickly, his heart rag in anticipation. It ainfully obvious. These were mediutrition packs desigo keep you under while jacked into cyberspace. This was the professor’s backd. The UPS below the rig and the heating panels firmed his suspis. The professor had been spendiended periods of time on the new work and had set up this elaborate rig for the purpose of staying jacked in for very long periods of time.
Li Jihe dangers of this kind of setup very well. At one end of one of the intravenous catheters was a needle, which you placed in a promi vein under your skin. The catheter was used to administer fluids to prevent dehydration. The professor was also using nasogast<mark></mark>ric tubes which were fed down the nose and throat into the stomach. The g-tube, which was ied just below the collar bone, allowed for much more extended periods of intravenous feeding. The puter-trollable pump ehat nutrition from the packs could be regularly administered directly into the digestive system. The risks the professor had been taking were substantial. Liquid could ehe lungs, tubes could bee clogged and a dislodged needle, while you were ihroes of some cyberspace episode, could result in serious tissue ination. This stuff should only be doh someone, preferably a qualified medical professional, periodically watg over the subject. Yet, the professor had found it necessary to take these risks. Why?
Li Jin noticed that cables from the monitors, the goggles, the gloves and the intravenous pump, all led to the back of the chair where they disappeared into a tiny box made of cheap plastiother cable from the box disappeared into a small enclosure at the base of the chair. The backdoor device? Li Jin opehe door to the enclosure and exhaled deeply. In the small space was a small green plastic box ner than a pack of cigarettes. It had no label except the following noti simple white ese characters: Property of the People’s Liberation Army. Unauthorized Use Strictly Prohibited. There was a tiny flick switch at the back of the device. Li Jin swit<dfn></dfhe devi and the monitors above came out of hibernation. A flash of light from the goggles and the blinking LEDs on the gloves suggested those devices were also hooked up to the green box.
Li Jin stared at the monitor and couldn’t believe his eyes. On the monitor inning 3D map of Shanghai with blinking is indig various locations owork. Tiny dots moved around the map at random, their colors itently ging. In a small picture-in-picture was a readout of vital signs with the word ‘offline’ flashing for all of them. At the bottom of that tiny s was a tdown timer frozen at zero. <big></big>It all made seo Li Jin. The professor had written a rudimentary program that monitored important aspects of his health when he was jacked in. The program in turn trolled the intravenous pump, the heating and the other enviroal variables required to stay uhe tdown timer ehat he was jacked out of the work at a specific point of time.
Li Jin fought his instinct to don the goggles and the gloves aer the system. Here at his fiips robably the most amaziwork in the world, a system he had helped build but had never seen up and running in the real world. The system had been top-level classified. Nobody on the project, except the professor and a selected few of the top brass of the PLA’s Third Department, had had any access to the finished product.
Yet, Li Jin knew about the seductive nature of cyberspace, especially this version of it. He could not afford to waste any more time. He had a train to catch to Hong Kong. He switched off the box and quickly disected the cables. He placed the rig, the gloves and the goggles in his backpad ripping the labels off the health nutrition and hydration products, he placed them in his pockets. He would have to make some purchases in Xian ohe Russian’s credit was sitting securely in his ats. Then it >..</samp>ould be off to a locatioill hadn’t pletely decided on.
With some effort, Li Jin moved the dentist chair so that it was directly below the trapdoor. Using the pic pump below the seat he raised the chair to its highest position. The ces of him being heard were minimal. He stood on the chair and was relieved to find that his fingers could just about curl around the lips of the open trapdoor. With all his strength he raised his body up through the trapdoor like a gymnast mounting parallel bars. He thanked God for his skinny frame as his torso and backpack emerged oher side.
Stealthily he crept out of the study to the back of the professor’s pound were he suspected there might be a side gate. Again, the gods were on his side. There was a side gate locked from the inside, probably by the man with the cigarette. Li Jin was again gratified to see that there was no padlock. He slid the bolt open and slipped out into cold Beijing night.
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