I officially met with Zhucun.

It's ridiculous to say that he doesn't know me very well, but I'm already familiar with him, even though we have never talked.

So when I met him, I had a special sense of seeing old friends.

But our Japanese are still bitter. The place we meet is not far from the apartment, Jack hotel. I often come to this place. The taste of food is mediocre, and the environment and elegance are not involved. But it's mainly because of feelings. To put it more sensational, it's the taste of childhood. The reason why Zhucun chose here is mainly concealment. He is a lost dog. In my teacher's words: a tame wild dog.

The reason why it sounds so bad is that it is.

When we were talking about chips, WNS news was playing on the TV at the counter, and Zhucun's attention was attracted in the past.

The host invited Yoko Arasaka, the daughter of Saburo Arasaka. You don't have to guess. It must be the news of Saburo Arasaka's death.

This is called the lost dog. Zhucun is very nervous, but our shopkeeper Tom cut the stage directly. He would rather play the advertisement than see the host's servile appearance. He also grumbled in great annoyance: "Damn, there are all the running dogs of Osaka."

Hey, guess what, our friend Takemura takero took his seat directly: "Hello! I heard it all

Nonsense, I heard it.

Tom: "look, look at your mother! Who but you would like to see this company cheap

Oh, Tom, what a curse!

Bamboo village this is almost iron green face stand up, three or two steps forced to the counter, the eye is to make trouble, "what do you say?" The accent is funnier when Japanese are angry.

Tom rolled his eyes: "don't pretend you didn't hear me!"

"Listen..."

"No, black faced dog, listen to me. Because of you, the country has become a dog. No home, no job, no dignity. But Lao Tzu has the final say in Lao Tzu's place, and I'll finish your tea and get out of my life.

Cough, I have to say, "forget it, Zhucun."

Tom nodded at me to sell me face.

Zhucun came back with his head down. Although his face was still tense, the smell of the drowning dog became more and more serious.

People like him must be inseparable from capitalists. They can't become the upper class all their lives, but they boast that they are separated from the mud like bottom and float in the air all their lives. People like him can work together, but they don't have to expect him to betray his master.

We may not be true friends. I'm ready for that.

Now Zhucun thinks that he is the ghost of revenge. He wants to do his best to avenge Sanlang, make the truth known to the public, and let Lai Xuan step down. He claims to have allies, and the only thing he lacks is the evidence he can provide. And you need a mercenary friend, like me.

He doesn't know what happened to me. He doesn't know that I also need to get information about relic chip from him. This is what I hide. Now it seems that Takemura turned to me unilaterally, so he kept his posture low.

Of course, the most important thing our bereaved dog has revealed to me is the inventor of the chip, Anders Herman. We all need to find him. I want to get the production drawings of the biochip from him, while Zhucun wants to pry some information from this traitor, and then let him identify Lai Xuan's crime.

This Anders Herman, unfortunately, he defected, the world evaporated, the whole night city, there is only one person who can find him, the queen of the next life, Rogge.

"V, I can only ask you for this."

"I said, are you just asking me to do something for you without any reason?"

Takemura is still face, "I have no money, all the funds, my implants, have been taken away. If you can help me finish my revenge, I will repay you with my life. "

Hiss, there is a saying that Zhucun's figure and appearance are pretty good

“…… I will cut my stomach in front of you to repay you for your kindness. "

"No, don't cut your belly. What a pity."

"I have vowed to be loyal to Lord Saburo. I can't accept serving you as my master."

"Ah, don't be so rigid. Samro is dead, and you are still a living man. You still have a good life. How about I help you find Herman and avenge Lai Xuan, but during this period of time, I need you to be on call, OK? Should we not refuse to help each other? "

Takemura was silent for a moment.

I think it's hard for him to accept the fact that I'm a bottom class bastard. I can fully understand his inner struggle.

For him, the choice now is no less than the soul.

Maybe I left chucun's last face with the mask of friendship. He reluctantly agreed with me. Then he couldn't stay in front of me. He said goodbye in a hurry and disappeared in the shady crowd of tall buildings outside.Johnny showed up at the seat in Takemura.

Just now, Zhucun had a serious face, and Johnny, with a mean expression, wore coquettish sunglasses and put his legs on the table.

As soon as this man opened his mouth, he was old-fashioned: quick-frozen dumplings, disgusting corner. In this respect, the night city has not changed at all.

Isn't that great? I'm afraid that you, an antique of 50 years ago, can't accept the new era all of a sudden.

Johnny: No, what I want is change. Even if the night city turns into ruins, it's better than it is now.

What else can I say? You're a complete lunatic.

When it comes to cybermaniacs, Regina has sent me news again. There's another cybermaniac attack in the city. She hopes I can deal with it quickly.

"Walking?" I asked Johnny Watson.

"Listen to you, Miss v."

……

"Hey, V, a group of construction workers wake up in the morning and find blood stains on their tools. They are on strike. Their construction site is a parking lot where gang activities are rampant. Maybe it's gang violence, but I bet it's cyber psychosis. If I guess right, you try to subdue each other and leave the rest to me."

Yes, I arrived, in the construction site of the parking lot, when I came, the workers were running away, blood, burning cars, and a wandering Cedric Mahler, who had so many implants.

Johnny tut Tut, "what are you going to do with him?"

"Isn't that easy? Look, three, two, one - "

bang.

Mahler was tired and went to sleep with an electric spark.

Johnny was stunned for a while, then muttered to himself, "bull, I've never seen such a powerful hacker as you. Where did you learn all this? I bet no reformer can last a minute in front of you. "

"Thank you for your praise. You know, the strongest is often the weakest. The higher the rate of semantic modification, the more I can do."

"Isn't Adam hammer a baby in front of you?"

"You can say that, but we haven't met yet. And I have a hunch that we'll meet in the end. "

After defeating Cedric, who was crazy because of the lack of nerve blockers, I upgraded again and added attributes to my intelligence again. I felt that I understood the world more and more.

And Johnny made a sympathetic voice: Whoa, that's cool. What did you do?

Little magic, dear Johnny, just a little magic.

Johnny was very excited and curious: how good are you at drugs? I didn't find anything! Would you mind talking about how you did it?

Screw you.

I observed at the scene, and also saw the bodies of several innocent workers. At this time, the pocket watch in my coat pocket vibrated, and I could not help taking it out. The skeleton on the watch cover seemed to be emitting cold light, and it seemed that there was a great secret about to appeal to my mouth. So I could not help opening the watch cover, and the next moment, the huge vortex of time and space diffused from the dial and spread in my eyes And Johnny's exclamation, we shuttle to the moment of cybermaniac attack.