Indescribable cyberpunk

After nightfall in Community No. 15, the weather is still cloudy and rainy, and the streets are full of people going out to relax after work.

As a community located in the front or upper half of Xiacheng District, although the urban construction level of Community No. 15 is not as good as that of Shuguang City Center, it is not worse than commercial districts such as Watson or Westbrook. , you can see shopping malls offering discounts and bustling entertainment venues everywhere.

The huge virtual light screen plays the famous song "Skyrim" by the most popular rock band nowadays. This is a song praising the city of Thousand Sails. The MV was filmed in the "City in the Sky".

The bright sunshine and deep blue sky that seem to never fade away take up a lot of space in the entire MV. For the people in the lower city of Qianfan City, where there are nearly 270 days in the rainy season 365 days a year, there is no such thing as It doesn't get much more appealing than that.

In addition to these content that the public yearns for, the MV also invited several of the most famous female stars in Qianfan City to perform singing and dancing performances. Each of them is an absolutely pure and natural beauty, without any "post-processing", and their performances are known as It's enough to make anyone stop.

At this moment, on the street, there are people holding umbrellas and enjoying the continuously looping video.

The umbrella holder has a slender figure, with long white fingers holding the handle of the umbrella. His face is hidden in the umbrella, and he hums softly to the music played on the light screen.

Even though she was covered with a large leather robe, it still felt like a slightly stronger wind could blow her around.

When the MV reached the middle of the play, a hooded man trotted out from a nearby alleyway and came to the man holding an umbrella to whisper a few words.

He raised his hand to lightly draw an empty sign on his chest, turned around and followed the reporter back into the alleyway. He raised his head and saw that the window a few meters high opened outwards, with a white cloth strip swaying in the wind.

The height of the houses in Xiacheng District is only three floors at most, which is nearly 10 meters. This is to unify the community construction. The roads on the higher floors are uneven and the occasional slope is understandable. It is really like a roller coaster with "up and downs". You can't name the community Qiu Mingshan, right?

He folded up his umbrella and faced the wind and rain. He half-squinted his eyebrows like a deer, bowed slightly and jumped up from the ground. He jumped between the debris on the left and right walls of the alleyway, and finally landed just right on the edge of the window frame.

In the room, someone was kneeling on the ground, and someone behind him was holding an iron hammer wrapped with thorns. Looking at it, if he smashed it down, he would definitely be tortured, if not a fatal blow.

"Thres?"

Even though he had deliberately lowered his voice, it was still hard to conceal the crispness of his voice.

"That's right, I am. Even if I'm in trouble this time, I'm not interested in knowing who you are. Tell me, what do you want? Money? Weapons? As long as I have it, you can just ask!"

Half of his face was tattooed with a red-eyed spider. The shirtless man bared his teeth. His ferocious face was full of flesh and had no intention of giving in. He just spoke words of compromise in the most ferocious tone.

In Serres' view, if these people really wanted to kill him, they would have done it just now. They delayed until now because they must have wanted to get something from him. The situation was no one's best. As long as he could survive, he thought he had nothing special to cherish. of.

"Thres, the leader of the Silt Gang, one of the local gangsters in Community No. 15. The crimes you committed in terms of murder, kidnapping, and robbery are enough to get you to the electric chair dozens of times."

Without answering Ceres' question, the man just recounted the former's crime word for word.

"The laws of Thousand Sail City cannot punish you. In this case, your crime will be punished by us!"

“May God forgive you~”

Several people standing around said immediately.

"God? Are you believers? Shit, fuck, let me go!"

After hearing the words of several people around him, Ceres, who was still confident at first, immediately began to struggle violently while cursing.

Ceres is not afraid of his peers, because the gangs are all about profit first, and he has enough capital to buy his life. He is not afraid of the police or patrols, because he has been able to exist in Community No. 15 for so long because of the tacit approval of the upper class. However, when he encountered these brainwashed lunatics, he knew that if he didn't do something, he might not have a chance!

His decision was correct, but his timing of resistance was wrong.

As he struggled to get up, the hammer wrapped with thorn wire behind him fell directly on the groove behind his knees. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and Ceres was forced to kneel to the ground again.

"Your sins will serve as a warning to the new ones, and your flesh and blood will become their strength and contribute to our unfinished business, which can also be considered part of your atonement."

Taking a step forward, he raised his hand to Ceres' forehead. As the words continued, black lines suddenly appeared on the white arms under the robe. At first, they were just black spots scattered around the blood vessels, and then the former was horrified. His eyes focused forward until the first knuckle of his index finger was completely dark.

A drop of liquid-like black mycelium fell directly on Seres' forehead that kept tilting back in the next second, and then disappeared completely.

"You should know what to do next."

Her eyes swept over the several believers who were bowing in greeting, she lifted the umbrella up with her free hand, and left the way she came. She was only responsible for this step.

Compared with her stability when she climbed the stairs, when she landed, she stumbled forward due to the trembling of her legs, and she could barely hold herself up by relying on an umbrella.

"Huh~"

There were beads of sweat falling from the temple on the left side, and the breath he exhaled was white mist, which obviously had a high temperature.

The singing outside the alleyway reached another climax, and the unique high-pitched voice of the rock band no longer sounded as passionate as before, only noisy and irritable.

The cell phone ringing next to the pillow kept ringing.

The girl behind the computer desk frowned. While her right hand continued to shake the mouse, her left hand went back and fumbled randomly. She grabbed the phone and pressed the answer button without looking.

"Hey, I'm busy now. If there's anything, please wait a moment."

"Felin, it's me!"

"Are you Uncle Anthony?"

After pursing his lips and recalling for a few seconds, he asked with some uncertainty.

"About your mother."

"Have you found any information about the murderer?"

The mouse paused, and the girl's voice immediately became louder by more than ten decibels.

"No, it's just that someone came to Ketchton News today to ask about your mother, about the march three years ago. He seemed to be tracing some of the original things, and I can see that he was very concerned about Glintis' situation. , did your mother leave any message before her death?"

From a selfish point of view, although he had promised Zhu Jue before, Anthony from the bottom of his heart did not want Felin Prada to come into contact with the previous person.

What happened three years ago made him quite sensitive to anything related to the parade, so he did not rush to tell Felin Prada how to contact Zhu Jue, but first asked Felin Prada if he had any information.

If not, Anthony is ready to reject Zhu Jue on behalf of Filin Prada.

“Is anyone tracing the human rights marches from three years ago?”

With his eyes still fixed on the webpage on the screen, Feilin asked next,

"Did you tell him my mother died?"

"Of course, that's why he asked me to ask you if Glintis left any relics. Don't worry, I didn't tell him any information about you. If you don't want to have anything to do with that person, then you can just be Tsukuru didn't have this phone call."

"No, Uncle Anthony, please tell me the contact information of the other party right away. I have made some breakthroughs recently and am about to ask for evidence. Maybe he has the information I want. As long as he can help me find out who killed me Mother, I don’t mind getting involved with anyone!”

Without hesitation, Feilin rejected Anthony's kindness and ran his fingers over the photo frame on the side of the computer desk.

That was a photo of their family.

Feilin's father died of an illness when she was very young, so most of her memories of family love are of her kind mother.

Now I am the only one left alive in this world.

There is not much power left to support her survival.

One of them is that she will never allow her mother to die in such an unclear way!