It's only one step away from stealing the goods. The day after tomorrow is the day of official action. Wow, this kind of feeling is really strange. Excited and terrified, he wanted to go home and have a big sleep, but his heart was beating.

Sometimes I think, what if I die?

For me, death should mean the end. In the future, there will be no V in the world. She will not walk on the streets of night city, or sit in that familiar bar and order a cup of tequila. For the rest, my body as a human being will be burned, leaving ashes. In the niches in the eastern suburbs of the city, in the rows of stone cabinets, there is a space for me. In the future, if anyone comes to mourn me, go to the urn, where somewhere there will be an electronic screen showing names and epitaphs.

My body should have a home.

But I don't like home. I really don't like it at all.

A person's life should be of a certain length. I can accept that I will die in my old age. At that time, I must be weak and dull, and I can't even hold a gun. Then I can die at ease. But not now. I'm still young. There are many possibilities in the future. The bartender always told me that living is the most important thing. I don't like his philosophy very much, because there is a sense of criticism. I want to live, I want to love the world - damn, I can't even find a suitable lover.

Let me see, the ex was a fool. He liked to act like the president of the United States when he was doing business

But how to say, I still enjoy the feeling when I'm in love.

Love a person sometimes more because of the fear of being alone, and bed that little matter. I had a crush on the bartender for a while, when I was a kid. I can't say it's secret love. I just like the sense of security in him. If you've seen him sweeping behind the counter with a machine gun, you can see that he has the most rare sense of justice in the night city.

But he does not like me, he does not like anyone, men, women, bisexuals, for him, there is no difference, he will protect you, but will not be interested in you.

Maybe he is filling in some kind of deficiency in his heart in this way, otherwise I don't know how to treat him, can't I really be a saint?

If I die, the bartender won't cry for me.

At that time, at my funeral, old Wei will come. Jack leads misty, Mrs. wells of wolf (who is also Jack's mother), and then there is Lu.

But if I die and can't see my own funeral, what's the difference between who's coming or not?

The thought that people can't even attend their own funerals after they die makes me deeply sad.

Jack didn't comfort people at all. He asked me what I had for lunch.

"Jack, where are you going next?"

"In the next life, you can't rest assured to hold this treasure in your hand. Give it to Dexter as soon as possible."

"And then?"

"Go home and ask misty out for dinner. What about you?"

"I'm going to visit Lao Wei. I've saved a sum of money these two days to pay off my debts. Besides, I'm going to get myself something new."

"Well, have a good rest tomorrow. I'll see you the day after tomorrow. Gone, sister. "

He left rumbling on his motorcycle, and I stayed in the street to see the city.

In the afternoon, the light is very good, the sky is bright, and even a little too comfortable. At this time, if you can find a place to put a reclining chair, bask in the sun, order a cocktail, and hold a cat, it would be great.

I walked slowly along the street. The wind blew up the plastic bags and leaflets on the ground and rolled them from one side of the road to the other side. Although there were still large vehicles on the street, they didn't stop somewhere. Watson district used to have developed industries. Now we can see nothing but abandoned factories, empty rusty water storage tanks, peeling paint pipes, drooping knotty wires and sunshine.

This is where I grew up.

Dexter called at this time. He asked me how things were going.

"It's good. I got the flat head."

"Is everything going well? What is the attitude of military science and technology? "

"I've met Meredith. She's an acquaintance now."

"Great, Ms. v. how did you deal with Royce?"

"Oh, I shot him in the head."

"There is seed."

"It's not."

"Well, the foreplay is finished. It's time to get ready for business. I'll wait for you at the afterlife nightclub."

Hang up.

Hoo, the sense of urgency in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

Judy Alvarez's voice echoed in his ear: "we're all going to die..."

Huangban, Huangban, Huangban, that's the thing of Huangban. It's the project that sanro Arasaka valued.

Evelyn Parker, she's just a doll. How dare she touch such high-grade goods?Dexter said that he had gone to investigate the origin of Evelyn, but was hailed by people from Taiping island.

Taipingzhou is the most chaotic place in the night city. A large number of Haitian refugees are pouring in, and the industry invested by the company is directly in the doldrums. The voodoo Gang, the scavenger gang and the animal gang were fighting in full swing in that place, and the police didn't want to go. Guns, violence, illegal drugs, human trafficking All criminal activities are likely to occur in taipingzhou, and they often occur.

If Evelyn works for people in taipingzhou, it's a bit of weight, but her attitude is obviously not obedient, and she wants to get rid of the middleman to work alone - unless she doesn't want to hang out in the night city, or she has no choice

Damn it. I must be scared.

……

When I get back to my senses, I've been sitting in a familiar bar. The atmosphere here is still so good. It's just in time for the students to finish school. There are many parents who pick up their children in the bar. They are basically neighbors. They all live in the same super Skyscraper, but some come from afar. There is no rich family. You have a good conversation.

"What would you like to drink?" The bar came across from me. He looked strange today. He looked pale, as if he was going to encounter some misfortune.

"Listen to you."

"How about the green fairy?"

"All right."

I sat on the bar stool and watched him mix.

Deer always like to teach me, "sit up straight, don't lie on the table."

"Why don't you throw me out in front of everyone?"

The guests in the bar laughed.

"I'm going to work the day after tomorrow, aren't I?"

"How do you know?"

"You've been talking about it just now."

"Yes, old deer, I'm a little worried."

"Don't call me old deer."

"Deer."

"No big, no small."

"Bang, can't you give in to me, deer?"

"Which time have I failed to accommodate you? It's said that you, Miss V, are doing business outside, making a lot of money and buying new implants. You defend yourself with guns and ammunition. You don't need a friend like me. Now you come to me and let me accommodate you, but you don't respect me at all... "

"Come on, don't bluff me with the godfather. I want to ask you something. "

"If you are worried about your own fate, you can go to Misty to set up a tarot card for you, instead of running to my shop to be drunk. I only sell wine here, not philosophy of life."

"Screw you, deer, can't I talk to you?"

"Talk? You are still too weak now. While there is still a last minute, go to improve yourself. Don't wait for the last moment to cry about your incompetence. "

I was so angry that I didn't pay for the wine. Instead, I gave a middle finger.