Abyssal Wanderer

Chapter 226 NO.00e1: Emotional Guidance

Although he is using the ability of "representing topological structure observation", Jim really can't figure out what kind of performance art the other party, who is suspected of being an adjuster from Depth 3, is performing by personally coming to the boundary of the hierarchy to catch smugglers - of course, it is more The possible reason is that this is not the reason why the other party came here.

A beam of dark green scanning light quickly swept through Jim's irises. Black Falcon-111 jumped into the corridor and asked after collecting his citizen verification:

"So, you come from above?"

Jim nodded, and then turned his eyes to Donata beside him.

"She is still alive and needs to be sent to the hospital urgently."

He said so.

Donata fell to the ground at this moment, her chest still rising and falling slightly.

"I was just hit by a low-energy microwave ray and went into temporary shock. The injuries I received are probably not as serious as the fall... Hey, isn't this the girl from the Guzman family?"

Black Falcon-111 also turned to look at Donata who was standing aside. After gently pushing away the arm covering her face with his toes, his tone was filled with surprise.

"But if an arms smuggler like her died here, it would be a great contribution to society."

After speaking, he pointed the "Aries" in his hand at Jim.

"So you, wandering around the border with a man from a gangster family... don't want to tell me that you just got lost, do you?"

Facing the muzzle of the gun, Jim raised his hands in submission.

The other party didn't have murderous intentions. This didn't even require observing the other party's symptoms. Jim could determine this through simple logic.

Black Falcon-111, as a natural adjuster with the support of government resources, the "Aries" is probably the least threatening weapon carried by the opponent - the only function of this gorgeous commemorative pistol is probably just to attack people. For those people who do not know the adjuster's strength, provide some deterrent power that they can understand.

Moreover, the ground floor below the resettlement area is a place with basic legal order, so there is no need for him to have any conflicts with official violent organizations.

"Come down and do some errands."

Jim raised his hands and shrugged.

“So, there’s something wrong with the quality of the firearms I bought from the ‘Classic Coffee Gang’?”

Black Falcon-111 asked as he took out a pair of magnetic handcuffs from his belt.

The quality is so good...

For a moment, Jim's mind was filled with this thought.

But obviously, the other party didn't know how much trouble the "Classic Coffee Gang"'s previous business had caused them. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to not detect any intense emotional fluctuations in the other person's body.

"Help the people above do something."

Jim pretended to be profound - this kind of statement is usually seen in the mouths of mercenaries employed by wealthy people in cities.

After hearing this answer, Black Falcon-111 nodded with interest:

"Interesting...then you should recognize this sign, right?"

As he spoke, he tapped the police badge on his chest - although the jurisdictions were different, legally the agents of the Public Security Bureau had the power to enforce the law over all residents in the resettlement area.

He continued:

"So, could you please tell me who you are helping above?"

Jim heard the unhappiness in the other person's tone, so he decided to push the other person again.

"It's very simple, the one you are not qualified to know."

He replied.

As soon as the words fell, Jim immediately sensed the murderous anger from the tense movements of the opponent's spine.

It should be noted that although the ability of the Orpheus Path has the most effective effect on native people. But in fact, even if it is a full-body prosthetic, as long as the brain used for cognition still has human thinking, its abilities will still be effective. However, since the adjuster's observation samples are far less rich than those of natives, some of their abilities will be weakened accordingly.

But no matter what, at least until the brain is completely transformed into a prosthetic body, the core ability of the Orps Path, "consciousness hacking," can have a significant effect on the adjuster.

Black Falcon-111 put away the "toy" in his hand, and then opened the mask of the helmet, revealing Jiang Zhou's extremely familiar face - this is probably what Jiang Zhou saw after coming to this era. The first face to arrive.

The Black Falcon model inherently adjusts to a person's modular face.

At this moment, the expression on 111's face can probably be described as "I can't explain why, just wait to die."

"I see……"

As he spoke, he walked closer to him with steps full of menace like a feline.

"It's the so-called people up there again, right? Maybe you don't know, the first thing I do when I go to work every Monday is to throw a few gangsters who claim to be up there into a..."

"Thrown into the darkest room you've ever seen in your life."

Jim finished the rest of the words for the other party, and then said a little boringly:

"The tactics used by the police officers will probably not change in another hundred years."

111's footsteps stopped.

The depth of his breathing showed that he was surprised.

"Hey, old fritter. Isn't this the first time you've entered the palace?"

Although emotionally shaken, 111 still said this very naturally.

Jim took this opportunity to turn on the projection screen on his watch and showed the other party his electronic private detective license.

"Although I am a frequent visitor to the detention room, in a sense, we should be considered colleagues."

he replied.

The certificate presented made the other party stop completely - Jim could clearly detect the disdain and a trace of doubt in the other party's mood.

"So? What can a person with a certificate mean?"

Black Falcon-111 still looked scornful on the surface, and he continued:

"While crossing the border illegally, and suspected of being involved in arms smuggling. Boy, this thing in your hand is never a criminal license."

"Of course, the true crime license must be those Olympus Enterprise employee certificates, right? After all, that is truly unlimited legal immunity."

Jim also sneered and said this - it was for this reason that he angrily resigned from his job in the Security Bureau.

After hearing this, 111 walked up to Jim in three steps and then grabbed him by the collar and said:

"So, what are you trying to do? Detective, I don't have the patience to play charades with you here... I really want to rebel against the company, why not join Icarus?"

Jim really wanted to say something back, like you did back then? But saying this is inconsistent with your own understanding and can easily cause unnecessary trouble.

So, feeling the huge power of the opponent's mechanical arm, Jim shrugged indifferently again:

"If you must want to know... Several rich people commissioned me to investigate a murder case, and this girl is my informant. It is as simple as that. If you let us leave now, I can swear that I have never Seen no one here'."

Jim's words were not very polite, because he was almost certain that when the director of the other party's public security branch came to the border, he must not have come to do volunteer patrols.

In other words, there is a high probability that the other party is doing something that he does not want to be caught by others, just like him.

And 111 did not choose to take action as soon as he saw him, which also means that he did not bump into the other party's secret.

So if that's the case, there's really no need to draw guns from each other and fight to the death.

Besides, the Sheriff's Department has too much dirty business. This was just the branch chief's personal involvement. Jim didn't think it was so unusual that it was worth risking his life for.

Of course, this does not mean that Jim is really afraid of the other party - as long as his own information is not leaked, the ability of the Orps Path is very suitable for one-on-one combat. Sometimes, Jim even feels that this is the most suitable ability for one-on-one combat.

In short, if he were to face a Black Falcon-111 one-on-one, Jim would have full confidence that he could defeat the opponent, or at least he would be invincible.

But in this way, he will not only expose his identity as an adjuster; he will be noticed by a person who may reach Depth 3 and has a certain influential position in the government; more importantly, he will have to give up the role of Donata. Guide, go alone and go to the "Classic Coffee Gang" which is definitely heavily guarded these days.

Before the depth of Orpheus 3, it was an overwhelming disadvantage when faced with a one-to-many situation.

Jim would get a headache just thinking about the possible troubles involved.

Therefore, he now has to let this guy let him go willingly, and he will not come back to cause trouble for him in a short time.

"Interesting words...you mean the murder?"

Black Falcon-111 stared at Jim closely, as if trying to find signs of lying in his expression.

At this moment, in the visor of 111's helmet, the prosthetic eyes that looked like metal bottle caps even glowed slightly red.

Jim just nodded.

"But do you think I'm an idiot? If there was such an important case, would the people above look for a loser like you instead of handing it over to the Public Security Bureau?"

111 said this in a low tone.

Regarding this sentence, Jim couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He didn't know before that the other party had such a talent for comedy.

"what are you laughing at?"

111 said threateningly.

"To be honest, I'm surprised that the Sheriff's Bureau also handles cases in addition to collecting tolls at the border."

Jim said as he put down his previously raised hand, opening it as if helplessly.

"This is so confusing isn't it?"

"Stop being so glib here and tell me clearly what is going on!"

Black Falcon-111 interrupted Jim with an angry roar, and then raised his index finger to point at the latter, and the needle that popped out instantly pressed against his neck.

All of this seemed to happen suddenly, but every step of the other person's emotional changes were actually expected by Jim - and even under his guidance.

It's almost ready...

At this moment, the anger and suspicion in the other party's words reached their peak at the same time.

Just a little bit away, the other party is about to say some classic self-destructive quotes like "Did so-and-so send you here to spy on me?" - and this subtle emotional state is what Jim needs.

"Follow the news. It's not convenient for me to disclose those names right now. But in two days, those names will be revealed in the news."

Jim said, directly holding one of his business cards between the other party's fingers.

"You're telling me there was a murder, but I, the Sheriff's Department chief, need to hear about it on the news?"

Black Falcon-111 hesitated for a moment, and then said this.

"Generally speaking, for matters of this level, the media's information is several hours ahead of the Sheriff's Department."

Jim said.

"Then what if you lie?"

111 did not move away from the needle extending from his finger.

Great, hooked.

Jim thought to himself, and then said:

"It's the gray wind season now, and no one can leave the Nord settlement except for the Star Orbital Transportation. If I lie to you, you can come to my door at any time... Anyway, my office will not run away. .”

As he spoke, he looked down at the needle hovering in front of his neck, and then continued:

"Or are you planning to kill me right here, or lock me up. And then ask the boss behind me to send another person to continue my investigation, and find out the cause of my death along the way, and find out something?"