There was a Japanese in the box. It was said that he was the best doctor.

Take him to Dennis.

Of course, it's a knock on this guy.

"So, the existence of middlemen is actually to ensure a happy cooperation. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Take your things. Besides, the money has been paid to your account."

"What a knife."

A samurai sword named scalpel, the best material and the best workmanship, is very suitable for the doctor's design.

Johnny asked with a smile, "can you play? Show me two paragraphs. "

Just have a look.

Took a knife to air horizontal split a few times, hey, is this strength, get in my way, come to chop a not?

"You're such a three legged Kung Fu. You're really laughing!"

I put the knife away, calm, friends, must be calm.

"Don't worry, look at me."

"Don't come here!"

Johnny moved his body. "Hoo, that's it, V. feel it."

He drew two strokes on the spot, and asked me to say, that is, four legged cat Kung Fu. It's no better than me.

"I don't think so. I'll be responsible for the fight in the future, and you'll be responsible for the rest. How about that?"

"Not so good, my body, damaged you compensate?"

"Then try not to fight." Silver hand stretched, "give the Japanese called bamboo village a call, looking for a dead man, how so long has not moved."

I don't know if he can figure it out or what. After a word, Takemura's phone call came over there.

"V, I've got what you want. When are you going to get it?"

"Where did you find it?"

"Highway 1, the dump where you were buried. Dexter is not far away. Now I've brought him out."

"All right, can you drive into town?"

"Not really. This guy is too fat. I loaded him with a truck."

"Well, wait. I'll come right away."

Driving, Johnny said, "I want to listen to music."

It's really demanding. Let's go to the radio.

"Ponpon every day"

"ponpon every day"

"I'm your ponpon sauce"

wow, great!

Johnny yelled stop.

I said, Mr. Johnny, what happened?

"You call this music?"

"The most popular single of the moment!" This song is a new one released by Ganglie band, a big red idol group. It's really popular all over the world. Eight of the ten pieces on the advertising screen of night city are big head photos of Ganglie band's three sisters, one with red hair, one with blue hair and one with purple hair.

Johnny leaned back on the copilot and frowned, "I'm going to kill myself How did Kerry do things, how did he let the right to adapt this song out? "

"What do you say?"

"This song, its tune, was made up when we were free. Sometimes after night, we get up the next day and find a quiet place to play a tune with the sea breeze."

"Oh, how sad are you?"

"Everyone has his mother's sad time, you try another one?"

"Well, well, can't I change it?"

"No, just listen to this."

“……”

"Youaremyponpon

" I love you ponpon

"jundi ponpon"

it seems that there will be a concert of the band "Ganglie" in two days, "Johnny, how about going to the concert together after we've done the black and fat thing?"

"Yes, but I'd like to ask you a favor."

"Well?"

“…… Well, forget it. No, don't bother. I don't think it's time

"Hey, it's not like you. When you're so hesitant, just say something."

"Well, I thought we'd settle your business before we settle mine." Johnny took a puff of his cigarette. "I think, another concert. Call your old friends. Reorganize the Wushi band, and then find a place that no one knows and perform the last one. "

"That's a good idea, but there's no way to use my body."

"V, in your friendship with me, help me this time."

"Don't make a fool of yourself. You and I are enemies."

Johnny burst out laughing and tried to talk to him again, but he disappeared.

Come on.

……

When I found Zhucun, he was in a truck."Nice car. Where did you get it?"

"There are some unpleasant things happened to us at the roadside night camp."

Johnny came out again. "Take out your pocket watch and let's see what's going on with this man."

Yeah, that's what I think, Johnny. You're a roundworm.

The pocket watch is already shaking and can't wait to open -

the vortex of time and space takes me and Johnny through.

"Shh - don't talk yet."

"You see, I've got my things and I've come to see you. I'm full of sincerity."

"So please allow me to invite you to go first."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The gunfire resounded, the darkness receded, and I went back to room 2004 again.

Back to the familiar Motel, back to that rainy night, wet and embarrassed, I shot Dexter's horse and then shot the fat man in the head.

I'm sure that if he dies, his brain tissue will be damaged, even if he is a righteous man. He must be dead. Like a machine, his master control has completely lost its function.

In this static space-time, let me look around, any clues, may point to the cause of my death.

In advance, I can't move anything here, and I can't open the door to see the scene in the corridor.

The pocket watch determined that this moment was Dexter's real time of death.

So what brought him back from the dead? In other words, what force temporarily took over his still functional body and launched an attack on me?

"I have a feeling that the truth doesn't just come to the surface," Johnny said, sipping his e-cigarette

"Thank you, detective. I don't need your advice here."

"Look around, V, especially out of the window."

"I have an idea. I've heard of this method. The method of resurrecting the dead is actually to control the implant, release bionic current, and let the muscles that have not lost their activity move again. The more implants, the better the effect. But the amount of computation required is definitely beyond the reach of human beings. The culprit must not be far away from here, but it may not be an entity. "

"You mean AI?"

"Yes." I said so, looking out of the window.

"V, look there. There's a man staring at this room."

Looking through the foggy rainy night, under the neon signs on the street corner, in the crowd, as Johnny said, there is a man in suit and shoes looking here, with dark blue eyes.

Who is he?