Life Copy Game

"Mayor Winter?"

He Ao asked softly.

"Yes, it's Mayor Wente." After he opened his mouth, the young man no longer had any scruples and said it all in one go.

"The mayor seemed to have lost something important, and it was taken away by the lawyer named Ikari, but we didn't find anything, so we could only look for people related to her. We found that she often came to the library, and Since you have a good relationship, I thought she might have given you something."

If something valuable is really lost, the mayor can report it directly to the police or the FBI.

Only the shady people who can't report the crime need to go to gang members.

He Ao realized that things were getting more and more complicated. He looked at the young man and asked another question, "Is the robot who was chasing me a few days ago also one of yours?"

"I don't know," the young man shook his head quickly, and then under He Ao's cold gaze, he added, "I really don't know, but the news from the boss is that you are dead. Just let me find it without worry, but he Tell me,"

The young man hesitated for a moment and continued, "Tell me, if I see you, I can kill you directly. Old man, please let me go. I will wash my hands in a golden basin when I get back and be a good person."

"Give me Nadja's phone number."

He Ao glanced at him and threw the gun at his feet.

The young man looked down at the gun and moved his fingers, but in the end he did not dare to pick up the gun. Instead, he picked up the bracelet and reported Naja's phone number to He Ao.

He Ao glanced at him and recorded the phone call.

This young man is a very typical person who is tough but shy, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong.

"Old man, can I go?"

The young man endured the pain in his feet and asked cautiously.

"Don't you want the gun?"

He Ao asked casually.

The young man looked down at the gun at his feet and shook his head quickly, "No, no, no, I'm here to visit the old man, how can I not bring some gifts?"

"Gift?"

He Ao glanced at the young man, who trembled, thinking that He Ao was going to do something to him.

"Come," He Ao clicked on the camera of the bracelet, "come and record a video. You must clearly express your intention to give, and you must leave a video file. Be happy, and smile from the bottom of your heart. Don't make it look like I'm robbing you. Same."

After dozens of attempts, the young man finally showed a 'smile from the heart', and He Ao signaled that he could leave.

He pulled the door but did not pull it. He glanced at He Ao and found that He Ao was not just looking at him, so he could only limp towards the window.

"You killed a lot of people, right?"

Just when he was about to climb out of the window, He Ao suddenly asked.

Judging from the way this young man used the gun to attack people and his demeanor, it seemed that he had killed many people.

The young man trembled, neither denying nor daring to admit it.

He waited for a while, and after realizing that He Ao made no next move, he rolled out of the window and unfolded his hang glider.

After regaining his freedom, he turned around and looked at He Ao, with a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes, and drove away on the hang glider.

He Ao watched his back disappear, lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. He took out his bracelet and made a video call to the phone number he had just written down.

The call was connected, and an old man wearing a neat suit and a dignified face appeared in the video.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

He Ao smiled, gave a hoarse and old greeting, and then cut off the communication.

——

Snapped--

Nadja, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, crushed the bracelet in his hand, and the metal fragments shining with tiny electric lights slid down his fingertips.

"Boss?"

The driver driving in front glanced at Nadja in the rearview mirror in confusion.

"Where's Mal?"

Nadja asked calmly with his hands on his knees.

"He was guarding the old administrator of the library. When he went into the old administrator's house to look for that thing, he seemed to be bumped into by the old administrator who came back. He said yesterday that he had found new clues and would like to find more clues today. Take a trip.”

The driver casually explained Mal's recent developments.

"He betrayed the gang," Naja said with half-squinted eyes, as if he was about to lean on the seat to take a nap, "You should work hard at night."

"good."

The driver nodded.

——

He Ao smoked a cigarette and swept the blood on the ground.

Because of the violent movements just now, the originally bandaged wounds on his body split open some more, and some blood seeped out of the bandages.

After he packed everything, he put the gun in his arms, carried the bag containing the book "The Fearless Morning", and walked out of the house with a cigarette in his mouth.

The young man will not survive the night.

From Ridgit's memory, He Ao roughly discerned the character of the 'old classmate'. Nadja was extremely controlling and would not tolerate any betrayal.

When the other party realizes that their phone number has been betrayed, they will take action immediately.

Because he took a day off, he didn't have to go to the library today, so he went downstairs and walked straight to Roger's underground clinic.

His home is not far from Roger's clinic, and he can reach the door in about ten minutes.

He raised his head and glanced at the neon sign of 'Huimei Communications' above his head, and slowly walked into the small store.

This is a communications shop disguised as Roger’s Clinic.

"Hey, old guy, you're going to die soon. You run to me every two days."

Roger was obviously very excited when he saw He Ao. He circled around He Ao, turned around, took out his bracelet and sent a body donation agreement to He Ao, "Hurry, old man, sign this agreement quickly, or else you What if the death is too sudden and the person is directly cremated?"

"Give me some more of your wound medicine."

He Ao didn't answer his question.

"injured?"

Roger glanced at He Ao in surprise, then pressed the button next to him, and the electric rolling shutter door slowly closed. He motioned to He Ao to follow him into the clinic in the back room.

He Ao followed him skillfully into the back room, and then watched him take out a large glass jar from under the cabinet, which contained dark paste medicine.

"You know, my medicine is a top-secret formula and is not for takeout." He opened the lid of the glass jar, and a strong and strange smell came out of the jar. "Take off your clothes, and I will give you the medicine. How much medicine should I give you?" How much to sell.”

He Ao knew this guy's rules, and if he didn't want takeout, he wouldn't take out, so he sat on the stool next to him and started taking off his shirt.

"Old guy, your body, your muscles, wow, this texture..."

As He Ao took off his clothes one by one, uncovering the gauze that he had wrapped himself inside, revealing muscles that were knotted like a horned dragon, and graceful body curves, Roger let out an exclamation of surprise.

Heao could even see the light in his eyes.

"If you were a beautiful woman with big breasts and a perky butt, I would definitely like what you said."

He Ao looked at his appearance and said coldly.

"What's the point of women? I only like perfect bodies." Roger took out a plastic piece and picked out a black paste. He walked up to He Ao and carefully observed the cracks on He Ao's body.

"Old man, did you turn yourself into an inflatable doll? Your muscles are all torn apart."

He Ao did not answer, but instead asked, "Do you know Christos?"