Number Two exhaled slowly.
Wisps of white smoke dissipated into the air.
The android has the function of smoking.
But most don't take the initiative.
Unless ordered by the employer.
"How are you thinking?" He looked at Lu Wen.
"You just accept your fate?"
Lu Wen did not answer, but asked a question.
"What else can we do?"
Number 2 held the cigarette butt and inhaled hard, then frowned and showed an ugly smile.
Maybe he was a little helpless and a little embarrassed.
He looked into the distance, rubbed his eyebrows with his other hand, and said: "Not everyone is you, you are the proud one of heaven, you have choices, you can fight, you have everything, but..."
"But I have no choice. I can only listen to him, do things for him, and trick you..."
He scratched his forehead with the hand holding the cigarette, leaned on the back of the bench, and kept staring at the lake in the distance.
"To be honest, after eight years of starting the movie, I have resigned myself to my fate. After dealing with all my opponents, I just want to find a beautiful android and live with her peacefully until the end of the world. But it's only a short month or two. Time, so many things happened suddenly, oh... it’s uncomfortable.”
"These little tricks you used are actually useless." Lu Wen said.
"Of course I know."
Number 2 put out the cigarette in his hand, very hard.
He retracted his distant gaze and turned to look at Lu Wen.
"I'm just a little gangster who knows a little bit about conspiracy. Compared with the city's institutions, I'm really insignificant, but that person gave me this task, so I had to do it..."
Number 2 knows that every city is composed of countless huge networks of interests.
His power is very weak, like an ant.
Even if he had the ability to kill most of the high-level officials and frame them on other cities, it would not be possible to cause a war between the two cities.
The most it can do is condemnation and severing of diplomatic relations.
Those in power are a group of people and old conspirators, so naturally they will not be deceived by his little tricks.
It’s not easy to stir up people’s emotions.
Today's residents are all literate. They are no longer as ignorant as in ancient times. Everyone has a small calculation in their mind. Even if they spit out fragrances and wield keyboards on the Internet, in daily life, they should keep a low profile...
"What about you? When do you plan to come with me to see the truth?" Number 2 asked.
"time is not up yet."
…
District 13.
Executive Directorate.
Xia Chuluo sat at a desk near the door, with his long legs draped on the table.
Beside her was a pile of information on escaped prisoners.
Looking up, you can see the large screen hanging high in the hall.
One red task after another is skipping on the screen.
Every executive moves in a hurry.
Many people formed teams of three or two to deal with some more difficult prisoners.
Fatty Jiang walked into the door carrying an android body with a blooming head and came to Xia Chuluo's side.
“Ms.
"Well, Lu Wen told me."
"Ah... Miss Xia, next time you encounter this kind of trouble, you must tell us first. We also discovered it by accident this time."
"Definitely next time."
This body belongs to number four.
He died before leaving the army.
The last time he was thrown from the fifteenth floor by Lu Wen, this time he was shot in the head by a sniper from Xia Chuluo's team from a kilometer away.
With No. 4's bad temper, he would be even more irritable when he wakes up after going back.
"By the way." Xia Chuluo suddenly raised his head and glanced at Fatty Jiang, "You should know that you are still on the wanted list in Mowu City, right?"
"Ah? Aren't I the only one who wants me in the floating city?" Fatty Jiang looked around guiltily.
So many executives were walking around him.
Some pressure.
He thought everything would be fine after the floating city was gone.
"Did you invade the air defense system of Mowu City more than three years ago?"
"Ah... it's been more than three years..." Fatty Jiang scratched his head in embarrassment, "I just wanted to practice my skills at that time, but I won't dare to do it next time."
"Actually, you should be lucky that the androids in the Executive Directorate are now on standby, otherwise you would have been recognized the moment you walked in the door."
"Ms. Xia, this..."
"It will be cured for you in a few days. You need to go through some procedures."
"Then I'll trouble you." Fatty Jiang chuckled twice, trying his best to look honest.
"Don't do this kind of thing in the future. If you have nothing to do, go to the northern city of Cree and find Kristina. If you can catch her, chase her. You are almost thirty."
"You're still young, a man is in his thirties..."
…
The time came to noon.
No. 2 drove out of Mowu City.
The chat with Lu Wen had no real content.
The content of the conversation between the two was actually nonsense.
As for the meaning of meeting this side.
It takes some tacit understanding to manifest.
They have many bases, the nearest one is on the outskirts of Mowu City. They each do their own thing and find ways to complete the tasks assigned by that person.
Some tasks are to kidnap random people to create panic, and other tasks are to sow discord between cities, mainly targeting Mowu City.
One p.m.
Number 2 parked the car in front of a villa.
Before you even walked through the door, you could hear the roar coming from inside.
It's number four.
"Those damn guys...and that arrogant person on the 9th...I will kill Xia Chuluo one day..."
Number two opened the door.
In the hall, except for No. 4, the other three guys are not there.
He casually lit a cigarette and leaned against the door. He did not go in. He just said lightly: "It's just two failures. Can't you bear this?"
"Hmph, I will definitely succeed next time!" No. 4 gave him a cold look.
"Look at it more broadly, think about No. 7. In the more than two years since it was launched, it has not been successful even once."
Number Two flicked the cigarette in his hand.
A pile of gray flakes of soot fell.
It landed just at his feet and broke into pieces.
A few small black ants, almost invisible to the naked eye, crawled out from the soles of his shoes and hid under the soot.
Number 2 smiled lightly and then stepped into the door.
His steps were powerful, creating a breeze.
A few pieces of soot also flew up with the wind and entered the door.
"Zi-zi-"
Some kind of harsh sound suddenly sounded.
Alarm for this villa.
No. 4 suddenly turned his head, looked at No. 2 with vigilant eyes, and said coldly: "No. 2, you brought something in that you shouldn't have brought in."
"oh?"
No. 2 raised his eyebrows and immediately put out the cigarette in his hand.
He took out an electronic cigarette from his arms and said in a slightly puzzled tone: "Is this the thing?"
With that said, Number 2 turned around and walked out of the door.
He threw the electronic cigarette in his hand on the ground and stepped into the door again.
This time no alarm sounds were triggered.
"Tsk, this thing is too sensitive."
Number 2 shook his head and walked towards his room.
As he walked, he stretched.
"Continue to think of ways to deceive No. 9..."
…
Good night, fellow book friends!
Thanks to book friend Qian Kaiying for the reward.
(End of chapter)