Gene from the 13th Department of Bright City

Werther jumped up magnificently. After playing the last note, he bowed his body slightly and took off the straw hat on his head. He hung it on a wooden clothes hanger with a slight throw. He put down the guitar and yawned. He was looking at the screen with a drunken look.

"Where's that bastard Gene?"

"I went out to buy ingredients to cook for me."

Werther opened his mouth wide and stared at Tang Rao in disbelief.

"The list of personnel is controlled by one of the students I brought. I can just go and find him. If I remember correctly, he should be in District 100. I don't know if he has moved. I'll wait until tomorrow."

"Going right now."

Werther picked up the wine glass, took another sip and looked in a good mood, burping and sighing.

"I'll go right away if you know. By the way, when will you and Jean leave? Hurry up and pick the mutants. It's best to go out tomorrow."

Tang Rao frowned. She raised her hand and really wanted to slap Werther. She also knew why Werther was so excited. It seemed that he was living a very comfortable life these days. It should be that artificial intelligence has improved in some aspects. A major breakthrough was achieved.

"You and the other four guys don't mess around after we go out, otherwise I won't care if you come back, if you want to be beaten by Jean."

"I understand, just go ahead and go."

Werther said that the light and shadow screen in front of him disappeared. He put away his smile and walked over slowly, picked up the ring and put it on his hand. The ring turned into orange particles and sank into his skin. Werther glanced at the King Xue stood at the door.

"Xiao Xue, how about the improvisational performance just now?"

King Xue smiled, pressed his glasses, put his hand on his chest and bowed.

"Of course it's very exciting. Mr. Witte, do you want me to help you personally, Mr. Witte? I don't think Sir Jean will find anything even if he searches according to the list. Now I think it's better to look for resources outside the barrier. The matter is more important. Some things will deteriorate after being stored for a long time, Mr. Witte. I think it is better to dispose of the expired and spoiled things. I can provide the candidate and will not leave any evidence. Even if there are any problems."

"You kid, you have quite a dark heart. Just watch here and repair my house. I'll do this. You guys in the 1st Department should be very busy."

King Xue said with a gentle smile.

"Sir Witte, please rest assured that Section 1 is the elite of the elite. Rubbish cannot enter Section 1. Zi Yu'er handles everything very well."

Werther walked up to King Xue and patted him on the shoulder.

"It is true that Zi Yu'er is a good candidate, but unfortunately, she is still not as good as Mo Xiaolan. You should know this in your heart."

King Xue smiled and nodded.

"Of course that's the case at this stage. Since Lord Witte knows what I'm thinking, I won't say more. I just hope that if Mo Xiaolan is no longer qualified to be the chief of Section 2, Zi Yu'er can take over."

Werther pressed his forehead with one hand.

"I will discuss it with a few other guys, Xiao Xue. Someone investigated Tang Rao's identity before. Let's not talk about the kids over at Jean. Why is it that someone has investigated Tang Rao's identity again today, and it's one of you? A director of the department, please take care of it."

King Xue's eyes widened for a moment, and he looked incredible as he pressed the frame of his glasses with one hand.

"I went to District 100 and won't be back tonight. Just take the people back when you're done."

As he spoke, Witte entered the invisible state and immediately left the house. Many people from Section 1 were repairing the farm, which was still in a mess.

King Xue took off his glasses, took out his phone, and dialed the number of a director.

"Director Qian, are you dissatisfied with the medical qualification certificate I issued personally?"

"Lord Xue Wang, I."

For a moment, King Xue looked solemn and said with a ferocious expression.

"I've already said, don't come into contact with garbage, or do you want to become garbage too?"

"I understand, Lord Xue. I'm sorry, it's just a friend asking for help. I will warn him."

King Xue put down the phone and became a little confused as to what Tang Rao and Jean were doing.

At 9 o'clock in the evening, the wise man walked quickly on North 3rd Street in District 101. This street was deserted with almost no people. It was a residential area. Except for the vegetable shops in the morning, there were only a few restaurants on this street at night. The small shops are still open.

The wise man has already obtained the rental information in District 101 and browsed it carefully when he arrived. The house Liu Jun and his son Xu Hao rent is in the residential area to the north of this street.

The wise man turned directly into an alley, looked at the map and started walking. In front of him was a deserted back street. There were almost no people at this point. The lights were on in the large houses in front of him. Occasionally, some voices could be heard. Come here. Most of the people renting the houses are migrant workers. Some people are resting at this time, and some are working on other night streets.

The wise man followed the number 2987 marked on the map and walked through the small streets. After a while, he saw a small building of about 80 square meters, 9 stories high, with many single rooms in it.

Liu Jun and Xu Hao rented here for 2 months and left five years ago. But wise men don’t think so. The rent here is 100 yuan a month, which is a bit expensive. This is on the ground floor, and 100 yuan is fine. The rent is comparable to that of some middle-class areas, and this place is not secretive, with a relatively large floating population.

It was impossible for Xu Ming to leave his wife and children helpless. He had probably prepared everything before letting them disappear, so the wise man felt that they came here to seek refuge with acquaintances, so the landlord's words could not be trusted. The wise man planned to verify it himself.

"Old man, there's no need to look for him. Xu Ming's wife and children are already dead."

A smiling male voice sounded in an alley behind the wise man. In an instant, the wise man alertly pulled out a hexagonal brooch from his sleeve with his thumb, and there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

"I've wanted to see you for a long time, wise man, but I just couldn't get around to it. But tonight you actually act alone. It's really surprising. Where is Quasimodo?"

Behind the wise man, there is a man wearing a black mask with the letter Delta carved on the mask. He was the one who commanded the cyborgs from above to ambush the wise man and the others.

"Don't use your brain, old man. If you want, I can kill you in an instant. You don't want to die either!"

The wise man smiled and nodded, pressing the brim of his hat.

"Of course I don't want to die."

The wise man gradually felt that the person behind him was less than 3 meters away from him. His fingers rubbed the brooch, waiting for the person behind him to approach.