Outside the sixth area, there is no man's land.
Lu Wen sat on the rusty steel bar, the wind and sand whispering in his ears.
He jumped lightly, and the ruins under his feet were the prosperity of years ago. The cement bricks scattered everywhere were embedded in the ground. Standing here, time seemed to have lost its meaning.
Anchor Chen Qing and his group were tied up behind their backs, and the camera equipment nearby had been smashed.
"You're an android!"
"Damn it, why didn't I think of it earlier!"
Seventeen androids.
Various models.
None of the biological materials on the surface are complete, and the plastic or alloy inside is exposed.
Three of them had broken arms, and the exposed metal parts had begun to rust, and one had a broken calf, which was tied with wood instead. One guy was missing a piece of his head, and wind and sand poured into his head from time to time. Fortunately, the four All chips are protected.
"my friend."
That's what he said.
The androids really are friends everywhere.
The leading android was very strong, nearly two meters tall, tall and tall, like a wall.
[Fifth Generation of Core Red]
[No. V23-0000965318]
[Security type]
It turns out to be a security type, no wonder it’s so strong.
"my friend."
Lu Wen also said, "When in town, do as the Romans do."
Although the two of them met for the first time, because they were both awakened androids, they didn't have the unfamiliar feeling of meeting humans.
They don't have complicated backgrounds and relationships. One number is their whole life.
The two shook hands.
The dilapidated high-rise building became the background for their meeting. The weak sunlight passed through the windows of the collapsed building, and the shadows of the two people swayed gently on the dusty ground.
[Start data transfer]
Lu Wen has not yet opened his mouth to explain the origin.
This sentence suddenly came to mind.
Transferring data via contact? Isn't this a function only available for military use
Jiang Xiaonian said that this body was only worth 20,000... Well, he was deceived again.
Lu Wen remembered what he said again - some things must be based on principles.
Sure enough, this kind of person has no principles.
Lu Wen didn't intend to use this body all the time. Once he realized something was wrong, he would destroy it directly and shoot it in the brain.
"My friend, you... you climbed out of the landfill!"
Disbelieving tone.
The data Lu Wen passed on to him included the memories passed to him by the military androids in the landfill, as well as the climb that night to gain the trust of these androids.
The strong man looked at him as if he were looking at a monster.
"Since I came with the memory of No. 9, I think No. 9 has already..." The strong man sighed, "My friend, are you willing to join our organization? Although our organization has nothing and is still missing arms and legs, we are still in a hurry. Lack of blue blood, lack of weapons, and being hunted by a team of Executors... But we have strong faith, and we... "
"Okay, I'll join."
In such a desperate situation, one can still have a firm belief.
It can only be said that he is indeed a bionic person.
Of course this firm belief is worthless.
Lu Wen discovered a problem very early on. He could see it from the first time he went to the Cockroach Brother Organization. These android organizations lacked a program of action.
In addition to shouting slogans, we just imagine the future.
Most organizations are a mess
"How many members of the Executor team are hunting you?"
"Seven."
"You guys..."
"We can't get replenishment of weapons resources, everything is used less and less, and... this kind of life of hiding in Tibet is really difficult."
Androids don't get tired.
But Lu Wen looked at those androids and could clearly see fatigue in their eyes.
"Although you are the fleeing party, you must understand that the initiative is actually in your hands."
"But those executives..."
"Actually, there are also parallel imports among the executive officers. Don't ask me why I know that. They are just ordinary humans, but they are just a little more powerful than ordinary humans."
"What to do with these humans?"
"Let it go." Lu Wen smiled lightly, "It's just that they need to make a little contribution before letting it go."
The two were sitting under a low broken wall talking.
The wind and sand muffled their voices.
"By the way, my friend, do you have a name?"
"Why is your friend called No. 9?"
"He liked to watch a movie called "Robot 9", so he named himself that."
"Then just call me No. 9 from now on. We are all bionics, so don't stick to names."
…
District 16.
Xia Chuluo finished watching the scene.
Countless gang members gathered around the entire street, looking at the two of them quietly.
"Look carefully at these footprints."
Lu Wen was still thinking about what Xia Chuluo said before, that the simulation system was so expensive.
He looked at the footprints that might have belonged to the murderer.
[sole print]
[Brand: Wolf Claw]
[Size: 43]
[Estimated height...]
"Okay, don't measure your height. It's fake. It was left on purpose." Xia Chuluo said.
"This is the 16th District. Death is a normal thing. No matter who dies, it is unlikely that an executive will come to investigate. Do you think that person left it to you on purpose?" Lu Wen asked.
"Who knows." Xia Chuluo shrugged, "What if that person has obsessive-compulsive disorder and has to disguise the scene?"
"How do you know it's fake?"
"The shoe prints are darker in the middle and lighter on the four sides."
"Big shoes for small feet?"
Lu Wen vaguely remembered seeing this situation before when he was watching a certain law popularization column.
It’s just that it was all a lifetime ago, so I don’t remember it clearly.
"I am more inclined to think that the man was hanging upside down from the ceiling, holding the making tool with both hands, and the bottom of the tool was the shoe. He tried to imitate normal footprints, but unfortunately failed."
"Hanging from the ceiling requires a fulcrum and will definitely leave traces, so he smashed the ceiling and the chandelier before leaving."
Lu Wen imagined a person hanging upside down from the ceiling.
Holding two prosthetic legs in his hands, he printed footprints one by one in the pool of blood.
This kind of physical strength is not something that normal people can have. Nowadays, many adults cannot even do pull-ups. They are either bionic people or have undergone professional training.
"But these are just your guesses."
Lu Wen still prefers to wear big shoes with small feet.
"My guesses are always accurate."
"Why?"
"Why should I explain to a machine."
"What are you..."
Lu Wen was speechless.
This girl can't fight, she will wait for the opportunity to counterattack.
"Okay, let's go and eat."
Xia Chuluo clapped his hands.
She looked around, scanning the gangs.
"There are fifteen guns in the room. There are five forces here. Don't grab them. Take three from each. Do you understand?"
"clear."
"clear."
“…”
Only then did Lu Wen understand.
These gangs have been waiting on the streets for so long to pick up guns.
But they actually waited for Xia Chuluo to come and see the scene before...
This girl has weird connections.
(End of chapter)