Indescribable cyberpunk

"Welcome to Community No. 28!"

A high-pitched female voice came from a speaker suspended from an arched metal overhead. The seductive and rising tone combined with the subtle vibrato at the end of the sentence penetrated the heart.

The tilted celestial body rotated in mid-air, turning from the left to the central interface. The clicking sound of the connection was heard, and someone on the street directly above could not wait to step on it.

Wearing only a raincoat, with his chest open, and accompanied by a few friends, the strong man's face turned red under the light. It was not because he was shy, but because he had had a few drinks elsewhere and came here to start the second round.

The gorgeous woman wearing only a miniskirt and black fishnet stockings twisted her waist, completely ignoring the people beside her who were deliberately pushing towards her position.

Groups of young people wearing avant-garde leather jackets and retro wide-leg bell-bottom pants flocked to Community No. 28 with cheers.

Among this diverse crowd, there is one person who doesn't fit in.

A black raincoat was wrapped around his body, and he held a small light yellow umbrella with a print in his hand. He shrank and followed the crowd out of the ladder.

Because she was too nervous, Feilin deliberately took small steps, put her wallet and the important notes in the small red bag in front of her, and peeked at the indulgent people around her, which she had never seen since she had lived in Community No. 18 since she was a child. experienced this scenario.

Complex cables stretched in all directions above her head, and the gorgeous neon signs almost struck her.

The noise emanating from the crowds of people holding each other's backs seemed to cover up the sound of rain all around.

Turning right into the street of Community No. 28, the shops on the left and right were completely different from the community where she usually lived.

The sliding door is half open, and inside there is a beautiful woman wearing a Japanese kimono, kneeling among the flowers. Next to her, there is often a mama-san dressed in ordinary clothes, kneeling by the door, always smiling.

There is a treasure-swallowing golden toad at the door, and next to it is a shop with virtual copper coins that are constantly rotating. People coming in and out are holding cash or chips in their hands.

Some laughed, some howled.

"You are still 500 meters away from the arena. Turn left at the intersection ahead and go straight."

A notification sound came from the earphones. Feilin avoided a mamasang who wanted to pull her into the store, but reluctantly took a few steps towards the street and rejoined the crowd.

Reluctantly reaching the vicinity of the arena, Feilin turned left and right, trying to find the place she had agreed with the man.

What she was talking about during the call was the entrance to the Arena, but when she saw the three-story tower-shaped building in front of her, which took up almost half of the street in cross section and had three entrances and exits, Felin suddenly realized a problem. .

Where exactly is the door?

Holding the umbrella and looking around, he took out his mobile phone and dialed again according to the number given by Anthony, and quickly connected.

"Hey, I'm already at the entrance of the arena, holding a yellow umbrella. Are you almost there?"

Without a fixed position, film can only provide another reference.

"Don't we meet at 8 o'clock? It's only 7:15 now. I'll be there soon."

Zhu Jue was still having dinner at this time. When he received the call, he could only put down his bowls and chopsticks and shouted towards the door,

"Suzi! I'm going out, are you ready?"

Not long after, the door opened. Suzi, who was neatly dressed, looked at Zhu Jue who put down his chopsticks and picked up the chicken legs to gnaw: "Didn't you say you were leaving?"

"After we set off, we still need to eat."

"Okay. I just thought about it and decided to act alone. Tonight I plan to go to the murder scene that Rona told me about. Since it is a murder related to the Thorn Cult, I might be able to find some clues."

The person who had agreed with Felin Prada was Zhu Jue, and Suzi was not prepared to follow him. It was not because she was afraid that the other party would become suspicious, but because Zhu Jue could handle it alone in the arena, so there was no need for her to follow her, as it would be a waste of time.

At this moment when there are few sources of clues, splitting up is the best choice.

"How about I ask Rona to go there with you? He is very familiar with that area and should be able to help."

"No, if I have the chance, I will sneak into the scene and the community patrol team to obtain information. Rona following me will only restrict my movements, and he is from the federal government. Cooperating with you does not mean that he has become your people."

Suzi is a little reluctant to cooperate with people from the federal government. Her belief in Zhu Jue does not mean that she will relax her vigilance against others.

"I forgot about this. You are a member of the Yi League. It will be a big trouble if your identity is discovered by people from the federal government. So be careful and remember to contact me if you are in danger."

Zhu Jue always respects Suzi's choice. When she said she wanted to act alone, he naturally had no objection. After thinking about it, he continued,

"Tell me your bank account and I'll give you one million."

"Why did you suddenly give me money?"

Suzi asked in surprise.

One million is not a small amount.

It was only at this time that she realized that the man chewing chicken drumsticks in front of her was a real billionaire.

"Activity funds, aren't you going to investigate that murder case? Instead of spending time sneaking in, find an opportunity to ask the patrol team members in charge of the case if any of the members of the patrol team are short of money at home. Spend the money as you should. It's better than taking risks. good."

To Zhu Jue, the money was just numbers. In the past, he would occasionally look at the numbers in his bank card that were beating every day, but now it no longer mattered.

Regarding Zhu Jue's statement, Suzi immediately expressed support and immediately sent her account number.

It’s given for free, don’t want it for free!

Feilin stood on the street and tapped his feet. The night temperature in Qianfan City in November was already in the single digits. Even though he specially put on a sweater when he went out, the heat in his body could not be accumulated after staying in the heavy rain for so long. .

The sound in the arena behind him changed several times. As the decibels continued to increase, the sound effects became more and more exciting. It was obviously getting ready to start.

"Why not yet?"

Looking at his watch for an unknown number of times, Feilin frowned, raised his hand to push up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and took out the arena ticket from his small bag.

Naturally, she set the meeting place here not because it was fun, but because there were clues here that she found with great difficulty, so she would definitely go in to watch the game later.

Wanting to confirm his position again with the light scattered by the street lamp, he subconsciously moved a few steps closer to the lamppost.

Perhaps because the hood of the cloak affected his vision, Feilin bumped into the pedestrian next to him before he could stand still.

It was not a person, but the blunt end of the outer end of the umbrella rib in his hand that touched the opponent.

"Hiss~"

The sound of the injured gasping for air could be heard clearly, and as expected, there was a burst of harsh curses.

"sorry."

Subconsciously apologizing, Feilin, who was already a little nervous, held the umbrella back as much as possible, fearing that he would hit the other person again when he bowed to say sorry.

As a result, the arm that was thrown back rubbed against the hood that had been hanging down when he lowered his head, and pushed it directly to the back of his head. When Feilin looked up, his face was no longer covered.

"Ha! Your umbrella hit me in the eye. Just say sorry and that's it?"

When he noticed that the person who bumped into him was a girl, the man's voice immediately became louder. When he saw the arena ticket in Feilin's hand, his eyes lit up even more.

When Feilin lowered his head, he raised his hand and scratched his face. The sharp point of the ring on his index finger pierced the skin, and blood seeped out. After being washed away by the rain, half of his face was covered with blurred blood stains.

That ticket is very expensive!

"I'm sorry why you're bleeding. I really didn't mean it. I'll take you to the hospital right away."

Feilin had never seen such a battle before, and all he could think of in his panic was to quickly bandage the opponent.

"No need, just use this ticket to redeem it!"

He reached forward and easily grabbed the arena ticket. With his free hand, he pressed Feilin's shoulder and pushed him back to distance him, then turned around and ran away.

This technique of touching porcelain is called proficiency.

In this heavy rain with extremely low visibility, all he had to do was run a dozen meters away, blend into the crowd, wipe the blood on his face, and who would recognize him?

"Wait, that's my ticket, don't leave. Hey!"

The petite Feilin failed to resist the opponent's push and fell to the ground. When she came to her senses, her empty left hand made her realize what had just happened.

He stood up and wanted to chase the man, but there was only a gray rain curtain in front of him.

"I'm so damn lucky today. I have the same ticket at 8:30, and I still have half an hour to sell it. What price is better, 5,000? 7,000?"

The man on the other side didn't care what Feilin thought. He held the ticket in his hand and was full of joy, ready to go around in a big circle and come back.

Bang~

There was a muffled sound.

I don't know when a burly figure appeared in front of the originally empty body.

"Ouch, you hit my ribs, they seem to be broken. What a bastard without eyes!"

Seeing the other person squatting down with a half-bow, the man immediately realized that he had probably met his colleague.

"You think I'm a fucking fool. I can hit your ribs like this when I walk over. Am I a locomotive?"

The best way to deal with this kind of arrogant guy is to be more arrogant than him. An experienced man will immediately reach out to grab the other person's collar, intending to teach him a profound lesson.

Unfortunately, before his hand could reach him, the other party's hand had already penetrated the rain curtain and landed on his neck.

"I want you to compensate me for two tickets to the arena. If you can't compensate me, it might be difficult for you to leave tonight. I don't know what you think, Mr. Locomotive?"

Lifting the man off the ground with one hand, Zhu Jue's cold face loomed in the lightning flash.

Zhu Jue was watching the scene just now. If he hadn't recognized the little yellow umbrella, he might have missed it.

Now, I can only say that the guy in front of me is unlucky.

Everyone touches porcelain, but Zhu Jue is a piece of alloy.

Returning to the place just now, the girl holding a light yellow umbrella was squatting on the street, her head buried between her knees, her body trembling slightly.

The dim street lights fell on her head.

Even in this obscure night rain, it is still very conspicuous.

He raised his foot and kicked the edge of the opponent's rain boots.

Wait for her to look up.

Zhu Jue held the two bills in his hand and asked with a wink, "Hey, did you drop this gold bill or this silver bill?"