Latent Syndrome

Chapter 308 307. Firewood

The night before Di Bong's public trial.

Colin can no longer stay in Liberty City. He has broken with the Countermeasures Bureau. Luca must not let him live, and he must also tell Hao about his protection of Opal.

But before leaving here.

One thing must be done.

On a cold winter night, with the passing snowflakes shining under the street lights, Colin hid in an alley between buildings.

He had to take Ingrid away with him. In order to avoid attracting attention, he asked Opal Hoshino Manatsu and the others to leave the city first. After finishing here, he would find them as soon as possible.

This matter must not be delayed, otherwise when the matter is revealed and the Countermeasures Bureau finds her, she will become a hostage used to lure him to appear.

Without thinking, those people can definitely do it, drain people's brains and condense bullets. There is nothing that the Countermeasures Bureau cannot do.

Because of the public trial, there seemed to be some kind of riot taking place in the streets. The army was indiscriminately suppressing those who violated the curfew system. Anyone who appeared on the street was executed on the spot without any hesitation.

Colin hid behind a hill made of black garbage bags. His face was pale, his lips were cracked and there was no trace of blood. The strange rainbow fire penetrated his body like maggots on the tarsus, seeping into the ringworm on his arms and legs, and he was extremely cold. The white frost spread rapidly, accelerating the backlash of the vision.

The only solution is to resist the fire until the effectiveness of it is completely lost.

It's so cold, like being in the middle of winter.

The army's armored vehicles roared past the streets. Colin went deeper into the shadows and became more invisible, his body shivering with cold.

Don't know why.

Those moments that seemed like a lifetime ago flew through my mind clearly.

As early as in the past, he had personally piled up the firewood for his own punishment.

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"You're as boring as..."

"Well, chatting with you is like talking to an AI-generated NPC. It's too stiff."

During the second meeting, Sif told the truth.

"Is it that bad?"

"you, too."

"Like the worst GALGAME, the level of copywriting for designing your characters, I can write twenty pounds an hour."

There was no second meeting.

Because the last time the situation was so bad, its badness can be recorded in the annals of history, and it has been circulated on all emotional websites as a negative teaching material.

The two did not communicate with each other again until a week passed.

Colin discovered a particularly fucked-up thing. Since libraries are now managed through information technology, you must use the borrower's library card to return books. This thing is a real-name card, because some books are more valuable than others. If the library card cannot be returned, it will be billed continuously.

After doing all this, it was time for dinner, so we naturally ate together, but it was just an ordinary fast food restaurant, with nothing nutritious like hamburgers and fries.

"What is GALGAME?"

Sif was confused, a girl's game? WTF?

"First of all, I never play. He is my roommate and he is a serious anime geek."

"I like to face cartoon characters."

"In heat...you know."

"It's a game about falling in love with cartoon characters."

Colin watched his roommate play almost every day. He felt it was very subtle, but he couldn't comment on it.

Sif blinked her eyes and leaned back a little, a little in awe. Although she didn't understand it very well, she sounded very powerful.

But I roughly understand what it is.

"Really, if it's twenty kilograms an hour, then at your level, the AI ​​can generate twenty tons an hour."

Sif tore open the ketchup packet and squeezed it all onto the fries.

Colin chuckled, lit a cigarette indoors without any quality, and started puffing away, revealing his true nature.

"actually."

"I get nervous when I see beautiful women, because every time this happens, I try to show qualities that I don't have."

"That's solved now because I've given up completely."

"Honestly."

"You've never had any experience with men, right?"

"Is it that kind of setting? A woman who thinks she has many suitors actually has no one chasing her at all."

"So I doubted myself and ended up where I am today."

Colin responded in kind.

She said the same thing last time. Colin felt underestimated and quite unhappy.

"As someone obsessed with GALGAME, you are overconfident."

"Your roommate is yourself."

Sif ate the fries with an expressionless expression.

The corners of Colin's mouth twitched slightly. When he was in school in Brooklyn, admirers could line up from the Statue of Liberty to Times Square.

"You're done."

"I used to live on the West Coast, but I recently came to Liberty City to seek life."

"Do you know what Gangster is?"

"So you invited me to this meal."

Colin joked.

Sif was startled, then smiled.

"Seven points."

She commented like this.

"Feel sorry?"

Colin didn't understand what she was talking about.

"This text and performance combined, out of 10, it gets 7 points."

Sif said calmly.

"How about this?"

"I see that you are quite free every day anyway."

"Would you like to try dating?"

"You've made a lot of money, and you won't lose anything. It's like receiving a free male experience coupon."

Colin said pretending to be profound.

"0 marks."

Sif commented.

"Forehead……"

Colin had nothing to say, but it was not bad to have a meal, which could be regarded as getting some blood back. Although these ladies are super rich, they all paid for the previous expenses themselves.

"I see that you are not just idle."

"Oh well."

"Macho man."

"I need your help."

Sif said without changing her expression.

Colin was calm on the surface, but his heart was already in turmoil. Sure enough, his hardware conditions were too powerful.

An hour later.

Colin was sweating profusely, exhausted, and felt like his whole body was falling apart. Because he had been smoking for a long time and his cardiovascular function was damaged, it was difficult to run a kilometer, let alone do physical work.

But Colin held on.

Finally, all the furniture was moved to Xif's new rental house, because her credits were almost finished, the living environment at the school was not very good, and her roommate's private life was quite chaotic, and she couldn't talk to each other, so she moved out.

Especially the solid wood desk, which probably weighed more than a hundred pounds, made Colin very tired.

"Isn't it about a tough guy..."

"Isn't this possible?"

"Your height of 1.9 meters is just a bluff."

Sif complained mercilessly.

Colin held his knees and panted, his muscles were sore, and he didn't know if he would be able to get out of bed the next day.

The reason why Sif didn't find a moving company was because she thought it was unnecessary because she had so few things. She was also worried about leaking information because she was indeed relatively wealthy.

"Hold."

"I'm kind enough to help you, but don't give me a reward."

"Can you stop being so venomous?"

Colin was speechless. Sif's new residence has a very nice view, overlooking Manhattan's Central Park. The rent is expensive, estimated to be no less than 10,000 yuan per month.

He was sitting on the single sofa to rest, just as he was about to smoke.

"Then I'll reward you reluctantly."