Bionic Era

Chapter 62 Robot Nine

Outside the sixth area, no man's land.

Lu Wen sat on the rusty steel bar, and the wind and sand whispered in his ears.

He jumped lightly, and the ruins under his feet were the prosperity of years ago. The scattered cement bricks were embedded in the ground. Standing here, time seemed to have lost its meaning.

The anchor Chen Qing and his party were tied backhanded, and the camera equipment on the side had been smashed.

"You are an android!"

"Damn it, why didn't I think of it sooner!"

Seventeen androids.

Various models.

None of the biological material on the surface is intact, exposing the inner plastic or alloy.

Three had broken arms, and the exposed metal parts had begun to rust, and one had a broken calf, which was replaced by a piece of wood. All chips are protected.

"my friend."

This is the opening sentence.

Bionic people are friends everywhere.

The bionic man in the lead was very strong, nearly two meters tall, tall and straight, like a wall.

【Core Red Five Generations】

【No.Ⅴ23-0000965318】

【Security type】

It turned out to be a security type, no wonder it is so robust.

"my friend."

Lu Wen also said, do as the Romans do.

Although the two met for the first time, because they were both awakened bionics, they didn't have the strange feeling of meeting humans.

They don't have complicated backgrounds and relationships, and a number is a lifetime.

Two people shake hands.

The standing dilapidated high-rise building became the background of their meeting. The weak sunlight passed through the windows of the collapsed building, and the shadows of the two swayed gently on the dusty ground.

【Start data transmission】

Lu Wen has not yet explained the origin.

Such a sentence suddenly appeared in my mind.

Data transfer by contact? Isn't this a function only for military models?

Jiang Xiaonian said that this body is only worth 20,000 yuan... Well, he was deceived again.

Lu Wen remembered what he said again - some things should be based on principles.

Sure enough, this kind of person has no principles.

Lu Wen didn't intend to use this body all the time. Once he found something wrong, he would directly destroy himself and shoot himself in the head.

"My friend, you... you crawled out of a landfill!"

Unbelievable tone.

The data that Lu Wen passed on to him included the memory passed on to him by the military bionic man in the landfill, as well as the climbing that night, in order to gain the trust of these bionics.

The strong man looked at him like he was looking at a monster.

"Since you came here with the memory of No. 9, No. 9 must have..." The strong man sighed, "My friend, are you willing to join our organization? Desperate for blue blood, still short of weapons, and hunted by a team of Executors...but we have faith, and we..."

"Okay, I'll join."

In such a desperate situation, there is still a firm belief.

It can only be said that it is a bionic person.

Of course this firm belief is worthless.

Lu Wen discovered a problem very early on. From the first time he went to the Brother Cockroach organization, he saw that these bionic organizations lacked a program of action.

In addition to shouting slogans, it is to imagine the future.

Most organizations are a mess

"How many members of the executive team are chasing you?"

"Seven."

"You guys..."

"We can't get replenishment of weapons resources, everything is used a little less, and... the days of hiding in Tibet are really too difficult."

Androids don't get tired.

But when Lu Wen looked at those bionic people, he could clearly see the fatigue in their eyes.

"Although you are the fleeing party, you must understand that the initiative is actually in your hands."

"But those executive officers..."

"Actually, there are parallel importers among the executive officers. Don't ask me why I know. They are just ordinary humans, but they are a little better than ordinary humans."

"What about these humans?"

"Let go." Lu Wen smiled faintly, "It's just that they need to make a little contribution before letting go."

The two sat and chatted under a low broken wall.

The wind and sand muffled their voices.

"By the way, my friend, do you have a name?"

"Why is your friend named Number Nine?"

"He likes to watch a movie called "Robot Nine", so he named himself that."

"From now on, just call me No. 9. We are all bionics, so don't stick to names."

...

Sixteenth district.

Xia Chuluo finished watching the scene.

Countless gang members surrounded the entire street, very quiet, looking at the two of them.

"Look carefully at these footprints."

Lu Wen was still thinking about what Xia Chuluo said before, the simulation system was so expensive.

He looked at the footprints that might have belonged to the murderer.

【sole print】

【Brand: Wolfclaw】

【Size: 43】

【Estimated height...】

"Okay, don't measure your height, it's fake, it was left on purpose." Xia Chuluo said.

"This is the 16th District. It's normal for people to die. No matter who dies, it's unlikely that an executive officer will come to investigate. Do you think that person left it for you on purpose?" Lu Wen asked.

"Who knows." Xia Chuluo shrugged, "If that person has obsessive-compulsive disorder, does he have to pretend to be there?"

"How do you know it's fake?"

"The middle of the shoe print is deep and the periphery is shallow."

"Big shoes for small feet?"

Lu Wen vaguely remembered seeing this situation when he was watching a certain law popularization column before.

It's just that it's already a matter of the previous life, so I don't remember it clearly.

"I'm more inclined that the man is hanging upside down from the ceiling, holding the tools in both hands, with shoes at the bottom of the tools. He tried to imitate normal footprints, but unfortunately failed."

"Hanging on the ceiling needs a fulcrum, and it will definitely leave marks, so before he left, he smashed the ceiling and smashed the chandelier."

Lu Wen imagined that a person was hanging upside down from the ceiling.

Holding two artificial legs in his hand, he printed footprints one by one in the pool of blood.

This kind of physical strength is not something normal people can have. Nowadays, many adults can't even do pull-ups. They are either bionics or have undergone professional training.

"But these are just your guesses."

Lu Wen still prefers to wear big shoes for small feet.

"My guesses are always right."

"Why?"

"Why should I explain to a machine."

"You are..."

Lu Wen was speechless.

This girl can't fight, she will always wait for the opportunity to fight back.

"Okay, let's go, eat."

Xia Chuluo clapped her hands.

She looked around and glanced at the gangs.

"There are fifteen guns in the room. There are five forces here. Don't grab them. Take three guns from each. Do you understand?"