Life Copy Game

He Ao put his hand on the door handle and was about to get out of the car. Suddenly his heart moved and he raised his head and looked in the rearview mirror.

Jia Qian in the back row didn't know when she sat up and looked at He Ao with wide cute eyes.

She didn't look like she had slept peacefully.

He Ao looked at the little girl in the rearview mirror and smiled, "Going down with grandpa?"

"Uh-huh!"

Jia Qian nodded fiercely, then quickly reached out and opened the rear door.

He Ao also picked up the cracked crutch and got out of the car.

He is now here to investigate the source of the information about the wanderers given by the 'Blood Wolf'.

Since places like city hall and social security groups that record information cannot have such detailed homeless information, the information obtained by the blood wolf is likely to come from some kind of investigation.

And because the information given by Xuelang includes the specific areas, names and photos of the homeless activities, this investigation should not be an online investigation. It is difficult to obtain accurate information in an online investigation.

Therefore, Evolution is most likely to use the oldest and most effective investigation method, offline investigation and inquiry.

Usually, face-to-face information is more accurate and it is easier to collect photos of homeless people.

But equally, this will also leave a lot of traces of actions. After all, when a person or organization walks by and asks for various information, it will always leave an impression.

So He Ao asked Eve to find a relatively large homeless gathering place in St. John City and rushed over.

He did not go to Nancheng Seventh Street in the example information given by Xuelang. The information given by the other party may have been prepared long ago, so Nancheng Seventh Street may have a misleading trap for counter-reconnaissance by the other party.

The homeless gathering place where He Ao is at this moment is located in the south of the West City, close to the West City Wall.

When He Ao's footsteps stepped on the broken ground that was in disrepair, Jia Qian also closed the car door and stood beside him, "Grandpa, what are we going to do next?"

"Investigate who has collected the personal information of these homeless people here."

He Ao glanced at the homeless people around him, his eyes passed over the homeless people who were frantically eating bread, and fell on an old man huddled on the edge of the street next to him.

This old man was thin, with messy hair, unkempt beard, and some dirt on his face. He was sitting on the wall beside the street, looking at the sky aimlessly, as if he was in a daze, and seemed to be waiting for something.

There were many people around with water and bread in their hands, and many people had nothing. This old man was one of the people who had nothing.

He Ao did not walk directly over, but opened the map and looked around, and found a small supermarket on the side street.

He first took his granddaughter to the small supermarket, bought a large piece of bread and water, and then returned to the street where homeless people gathered.

The appearance of the two of them attracted some people's attention, but not too many.

However, there were two young men who had been watching them from a distance, their eyes always focused on the two of them.

He Ao didn't pay attention to this. He took his granddaughter and walked quickly towards the old man he just saw. He stopped beside the old man, squatted down and asked, "Brother, can I ask you something?"

His voice woke the dazed old man from some kind of illusory dream.

The old man blinked his eyes, lowered his head with some swaying, and looked at He Ao.

He glanced at the bread and water in He Ao's hand, and said in a hoarse and slow voice, "Brother, I have nothing to tell you, and I can't do any work. My body is old and dying, and I can't sell it for money."

Obviously, he is very defensive, which is normal among homeless people. Those who are too trusting of others will not survive long.

He Ao glanced at Jia Qian.

Jia Qian took the bread and water from He Ao's hand and handed them to the old man, "Grandpa, we just went to the supermarket next door to buy them."

The old man lowered his head and glanced at Jia Qian's lovely face, his eyes slightly hesitant.

He Ao also continued, "Let's just ask some simple questions. Do you know anyone who has collected information about homeless people?"

The old man looked at the bread in Jia Qian's hand, swallowed, hesitated for a moment, then slowly took the bread and water from Jia Qian's hand, and replied in a hoarse voice,

"Do we homeless people have any secrets? There are so many people collecting information that we can't even count them. We even sold our social security cards, bank cards and passports."

Social Security cards and passports are one of the important credentials for federal verification of bank accounts. Some gangs will buy homeless people's "three-piece sets" and then use their bank cards with good credit for money laundering or other crimes.

"Has anyone ever taken a picture of you?"

He Ao asked in a low voice.

An important part of the information given by the 'blood wolf' was the 'photos' of the relevant people.

Having this photo can help the person accepting the task quickly locate the task target. It is basically critical information.

"photo?"

The old man took a bite of bread, chewed it, and glanced at He Ao doubtfully, "The people from the Employment Agency of the Ministry of Labor will take photos for us, register our contact information, and say they will contact us if there is a suitable job."

He lowered his head and glanced at the old bracelet with a broken screen on his hand, as well as his wrists covered with mud, "They said this the year before last, and they said the same last year. I'm almost dead now, and they still don't have the right one." Work."

All water resources in Saint-Jean City are charged. In areas with poor municipal governance, water in public toilets needs to be purchased after verification of payment, so it is difficult for most people living on the streets to keep their bodies clean.

"Employment agency? They came to the streets to register you?"

He Ao then asked.

The information given by Blood Wolf also includes the specific address where the wanderer is active.

"How could they have such good intentions?"

The old man took a bite of bread and said, "We have to walk a few streets to find their office before they can register us. We are not allowed to stay there for a long time, for fear that we will stain their seats and floors. We slept there."

"Did they ask for your address?"

He Ao continued to ask.

"Brother,"

The old man laughed, broken crumbs sticking to his lips and beard. He looked up and looked around, "Do you see where we still have an 'address'? We can't buy a house, nor can we pay the rent. I can’t even sleep on the street in front of a consortium with security management.”

That is, the address was not asked.

He Ao's mind was running rapidly.

In other words, people at the employment agency collected photos and phone numbers, but did not necessarily know where these homeless people were active.

"Then has anyone else come here to take photos or collect your personal information?"

He Ao asked again.

"The only ones taking photos are employment agencies,"

The old man chewed the bread and thought, "There are many people who want our information. Those who recruit laborers or labor agencies all have my information, but now that I am old, they don't want my information. "

"Um."

He Ao nodded slightly and looked around thoughtfully.

Judging from this information, Evolution seems to have many channels to obtain information about these homeless people, such as employment agencies, labor agencies, and even underground businessmen who buy and sell bank cards. information.

But judging from these information sources alone, a single information source cannot constitute the kind of detailed information provided by the 'Blood Wolf'.

However, they can find ways to collect multiple information sources together into a complete information source.

But in fact, every information source cannot cover all homeless people. For example, the employment agency that collects photos requires homeless people to register themselves, so there must be many homeless people who will not register.

Another example is labor agencies. They collect information mainly to introduce labor for some temporary employment. Their priority collection targets are young adults, and the information of children and the elderly will be skipped.

Therefore, after gathering these scattered information, there should not be too many wanderers with "comprehensive information" that can be screened out.

Of course, it is also possible that evolution has never needed so much information on wanderers, and after catching one batch, they will find ways to catch the next batch.

He Ao fell into brief thought.

If these are really the channels through which Evolution Cong collects information, then he may be able to use these information sources to further explore the channels for Evolution Cong to trade with these information sources.

But he vaguely felt something was wrong.

The sources of this information are too complex, and there are too many forces that need to be contacted to collect this information, which will increase the risk of evolutionary exposure.

And if Evolution purchased information from a powerful information dealer, the deliberate purchase of information about homeless people would reveal something special, and this information dealer may not have had any contact with the Pollution Cleanup Department, nor would it be possible. Will increase the risk of evolutionary exposure.

Evolution may not care much about being exposed now, but in the past, especially when Nighthawk was still there, he paid great attention to hiding himself.

If you want to keep it as confidential as possible and eliminate the risk of leakage in intermediate links, it is also a good way to collect information yourself.

Moreover, the information collected in person is more comprehensive, detailed and controllable, which can increase the success of catching homeless people.

However, the prerequisite for using this method is that the person collecting the information hides it well enough and is deceptive enough that it will not be discovered.

Judging from the information that He Ao has come into contact with so far, if they are really using the method of personal investigation, then there must be an extremely effective 'camouflage' covering them so that He Ao cannot directly detect how they collected it. Information.

He Ao always felt that he might have missed some information.

"Brother, if you have nothing to do, leave here as soon as possible,"

While He Ao was thinking, the old man eating bread next to him put down the bread in his hand. He looked at He Ao and whispered, "A neatly dressed person like you will inevitably..."

"Old man, can't even the bread you picked up for free stop your mouth?"

As he was speaking, a stern young man's voice came from not far away.

He Ao looked up and saw two young men wearing simple vests, with various patterns tattooed on their bodies, and messy hair, who looked like gang members walking over.

They glanced at He Ao. The young man on the left took out a rusty steel rod from his waist and patted it on his hand.

"Old man, when you came to our territory, did you say hello to us? Did you pay the toll?"

"This seems to be a public area?"

Jia Qian glanced at the two people and asked in a childish voice with a hint of tenderness.

"Hey, this little baby has a pretty bad temper,"

The young man on the right also pulled out a steel rod and glanced at Jia Qian, "Baby, if your grandpa doesn't pay enough tolls today, you won't be able to leave today."

"Thank you, brother."

He Ao glanced at the two people and ignored them. Instead, he thanked the old man sitting on the ground, then stood up, took his granddaughter's hand, turned around and seemed to be preparing to walk towards the off-road vehicle.

"Old thing!"

The young man on the left looked at He Ao who turned around and realized that he had been ignored.

He raised the steel rod, held it with both hands, and hit He Ao on the back of the head.

A normal old man would lose half his life if hit by this blow.

The other young man on the right raised his hand to grab Jia Qian at the same time.

"careful!"

The old man who was sitting on the ground eating bread glanced at the bread in his hand, then moved his body suddenly and raised his legs, trying to trip the young man on the left, but his body was too weak and he couldn't move yet. , and the young man on the left jumped over easily.

The young man didn't even look at him, but raised the steel rod high and hit He Ao on the back of the head with a ferocious and excited expression.

All this happened so fast. The old man sitting on the ground opened his mouth wide and stared at the steel rod. He wanted to pull Heao, but he was completely powerless. He could only try his best to stretch his hand to Jia Qian aside.

scandium--

The sound of metal colliding with metal sounded instantly.

In the surprised eyes of the homeless old man, the cracked crutch suddenly appeared on the steel rod as if teleporting. The crank of the crutch pinned the steel rod and then pulled it forward with force.

The young man holding the steel rod in his hand was pulled forward by the sudden burst of force. He was thrown away and his head hit the bottom of the lamppost in front of him. Blood overflowed and he was lifeless.

On the other side, Jia Qian let go of He Ao's hand, took a step back, turned around, and her small body happened to bump into another young man who was rushing towards her.

Her petite shoulders collided with the chest and abdomen of the young man who rushed forward along with the inertia, and then with a crisp sound of bones breaking, the young man was knocked away and hit the wall on the side, with a mouthful of blood protruding. Fainted.

The old man, who was holding water and bread in his hands and with his legs stretched out in the air, stared blankly at this scene.

Even the voice he just shouted 'be careful' still echoed in the air, and the battle ended just like this.

Jia Qian looked at the old man's dull eyes, straightened her clothes, showed a cute smile to the old man, and then went back to hold He Ao's hand.

Not far behind the two of them, a few children took out slingshots from nowhere and pointed them here, then silently put the slingshots back.

"Well done."

He Ao patted Jia Qian's head and praised her for her recent counterattack.

At the same time, Jia Qian stretched out her hand and pulled the corner of his clothes, looking behind her.

He Ao turned around and followed his granddaughter's gaze.

From where they stood at this moment, they could see the entire street better.

The battle just now woke up most of the wanderers from their state of ignorance.

There were quite a few children among them.

He Ao actually noticed just now that some children seemed to be preparing to help them with slingshots. It seemed that the two young men just now did not treat these wanderers well.

However, as the two young men were dealt with, these children also recovered from the intense emotions just now.

Some of them were huddled on the edge of the wall, and some were half-leaning on the tent. Their eyes followed the place where He and Ao were standing just now, and saw the old man sitting in the corner.

I saw the unfinished bread in the old man's hand.

The sound of swallowing saliva could be heard in the air.

"grandfather."

Jia Qian raised her head and looked at He Ao.

"Go ahead."

He Ao looked at her with a smile. He vaguely realized what his granddaughter was going to do.

Jia Qian nodded, then ran to the SUV, opened the back door, and pulled out a rusty biscuit box from under the cushion of the back seat.

This is the box of cookies he brought back from the Green Olive neighborhood.

Then she took He Ao and ran back to the supermarket where she had just bought bread. She took out the blood-stained coins and exchanged all the coins for large bread.

Then she took the bread in her arms, tore each of the large loaves into several small portions, and distributed them to the children on both sides of the street in turn.

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Some of these children took the bread in a daze, some would say thank you under the guidance of their father or mother or elders, some would remain silent, and some would try to refuse.

But in the end, Jia Qian distributed the bread to every child as much as possible.

When Jia Qian returned to He Ao, He Ao reached out and gently hugged his granddaughter's shoulders.

At this moment, he also realized what information he had just ignored.