"The tenth forbidden area?" Munch looked at Tyrese in confusion, and at the same time tapped his finger on his left earlobe twice, indicating to Bobo to look up relevant information.
"Well, yes. A mysterious place that was just established and independent of the nine major divisions. Even I have never really been in it."
Tyrese consumed the remaining half of the cigarette in his hand with just one puff. Close your eyes and quietly let the smoke escape from your nose. After several seconds, he completely exhaled the remaining smoke from his mouth. Following the wind, it floated directly to Munch's face.
Munch quickly flapped his hands in front of his face and took two steps back unconsciously. The smell of cigarette smoke mixed with the smell of machine oil on his work clothes made his breathing uncomfortable.
It was noon, and the sun was in the west position above his head. Behind the corner where he and Tyrese were, there was a locust tree about 20 meters high. Its wide crown blocked most of the direct sunlight, while leaving out the remaining parts. , sprinkled on their faces through the gaps between branches and leaves.
Under Munch's feet, an irregular shadow was staying in place. Under the catalytic influence of the smell of smoke and engine oil, the boundaries of the shadow began to blur, ready to move. Like a greedy snake, it gradually fills up the shadow gaps on the ground.
Noticing the abnormality in the shadow under his feet, Tyrese remained calm and just threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground, stamped out the remaining sparks with his feet, and smiled at Munch: "You are still the same, can't you smell it?" I’m used to the smell of cigarettes, forget it, I won’t smoke anymore.”
After the operation just now, the shadow under Munch stopped spreading.
Munch was choked by second-hand smoke and did not notice the abnormality that just happened. He just agreed with Tyrese's suggestion not to smoke.
"Let's talk about the tenth zone. About a month ago, the Cyber Center Construction Committee suddenly received a difficult task. It needed to plan a new zone based on the original one. The size of the yard needs to be larger than the conventional one. The design standards are one level higher, especially the explosion-proof index. It is said to be in response to the increasing number of radioactive waste. I never took it seriously until I saw City Guard sentries set up at every entrance and exit."
"City Guards? Their scope of responsibilities does not include serving the Environmental Protection Agency." Monk got the clue.
"Yes, and in the past few nights, there have always been transport airships of unknown organization landing in the newly built tenth district. At this time, all the doors and windows of the accommodation unit will automatically close and be turned into opaque mode."
Tyrese looked around alertly and lowered his voice: "According to the workers who participated in the transportation, the weapons piled in the tenth area are all military weapons, and they have been broken down into the smallest parts units for easy storage."
Without looking at the expression on Munch's face, Tyrese continued: "Don't worry, leave these parts to me and I will give you an answer in three days. At that time, I will personally deliver them to you in Watson Building, at the door of your room. .”
Just when Munch was about to say thank you, a violent explosion sounded in the direction of the scavenger queue, and the powerful shock wave shattered the surrounding glass. Dozens of scavengers who were still queuing were knocked over by the air waves, and they wailed one after another. A piercing alarm sounded throughout the cyber center.
The moment the explosion occurred, Tyrese flew up and pressed Monk under him. The leaves of the tall locust tree behind him fell to the ground. Because they were in a far corner, the two were not injured.
Climbing up from the pile of leaves, Tyrese muttered anxiously: "Some scavenger must have picked up something he shouldn't have picked up and wanted to take it home privately. During the detection process, an accident was triggered. I must immediately Go over there and avoid the danger of triggering a second round."
Sirens continued to sound, and emergency vehicles inside the Cyber Center drove out from several traffic intersections. Tyrese's figure quickly disappeared into the suspended dust particles raised by the air waves, and Munch quickly boarded a water-drop truck and drove away with it.
"Did you find any information?" Munch lay on the sofa in the car and asked Bobo about the results of the tenth restricted area.
"There is no public information." Bobo said calmly, "However, there is a piece of news that may interest you."
In Munch's arm implant, a piece of news about the Tozcana City Administration appears. The content is as follows:
Recently, at the monthly meeting of the City Management Bureau, Tozcana City’s second-in-command Casper Fan, who is in charge of urban emergency, urban environmental protection, and urban security, said that the government’s financial funds need to be tilted towards urban environmental protection to deal with Increasing waste production. In addition to conventional decomposition and landfill treatment methods, new treatment methods need to be considered to increase waste utilization.
He particularly emphasized the need to utilize possible harmful substances. Finally, it was proposed to set up a research and development department in the cyber center to cooperate with weapons development institutions in urban security. Strive to develop protective weapons using garbage as raw materials as soon as possible...
"How dare you brag!" After reading the news, Munch raised the corners of his mouth and burst into laughter. "What does this have to do with the tenth restricted area?"
"Garbage and weapons, the Cyber Center and the 10th District, the specially designed explosion-proof index and the explosion just now...doesn't it matter?"
"Well, your analysis is right. Please help me pay attention to this person named Casper Fan. I really don't want to think about any complicated issues now." Munch gave up the argument before he even tried.
"Of course. But there is one more thing you need to know..."
Bobo told him what happened just now in the shade of a tree when Tyrese used a cigarette butt to stop Munch's shadow from moving. "Who is that Tyrese Jones? In my database, besides him, he is the third person from the Cyber Center." Level administrator and nothing else.”
After hearing this, Munch didn't show too much surprise. He just said lightly: "He is a friend of mine. I have been a friend since childhood. I am not surprised at all by what you just said, because he has many magical qualities." place."
Munch completely leveled the sofa, lay flat on his back, put his hands behind his head, and shared with Bobo what happened when he was a child.
"I remember when I first went to Ovid's library, I was very eager to make friends. In the new environment, I was not familiar with anyone, including Ovid." Munch was talking, and there was a ringing in his ears. Sensational piano music. "Bobo, what are you doing? Turn off the background music."
"Every day after dinner, Ovid takes me for a walk around the library. Three blocks away from White Maple Road, there is a garbage dump numbered W-11. After the household garbage of nearby residents is collected, all the garbage is transported there. . One day, Ovid took me on a long walk, and we walked along the White Maple Road until we saw the entrance to the garbage dump."
"Ovid was worried that the dirty environment would have a negative impact on my body, so he was going to take me back. Just when I turned around, I saw Tyrese. And he was not alone at the time."
"He was surrounded by a group of children five or six years older than him in the corner of the yard, lonely and helpless. It was obvious that those people wanted to stuff him into the garbage pile, and they had already half succeeded. His body, Half of it was already embedded in the garbage. Two people on the left and right pushed his body hard, and the remaining people took various kinds of garbage and stuffed it into his mouth, and shouted: Don't you like garbage? Come open your mouth and we will feed him. for you!"
"I still remember the feeling very clearly. My heart was beating violently, and the blood in my body seemed to be boiling. It seemed that some kind of emotion was about to burst out. It was not only a sense of justice for my friends, but also a strong attraction. force."
"I broke free from Ovid's hand and rushed over with a scream, but the leader punched me and broke my nose... Finally, with the help of Ovid, I successfully rescued him."
"After we became friends, we found out that he lived in the W-11 garbage dump without parents or relatives. What's even more amazing is that he never got sick. Where he stayed, there were rats, cockroaches, moths, Mosquitoes will automatically stay away from him.”
"I can't. As long as I play with him in the garbage dump once, I will have a fever when I get back and I will definitely get seriously ill."
"Not only that, he also has a strong ability to heal himself. We fell from the wall at the same time and injured his leg. He was able to fully recover on the same day, while I recovered for more than a month."
"Perhaps because he grew up in a garbage dump, he was able to become famous in the cyber center. After I engaged in illegal body modification, I also found many parts from him."
"Yes, he can find what I want every time. His words in the cyber center are very effective, and he always has his special channels..."
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It was the first time that Bobo saw Munch talk so much. He listened silently the whole time and couldn't bear to interrupt. Munch kept talking like this until the water drop truck stopped at the downstairs of Watson Building.
I was lucky today. The elevators in the Watson Building were running normally. Munch soon came to the corner of the 12th floor corridor and turned on the identification authentication system. There were a lot of snowflakes in the scanned image. Munch wrinkled. He frowned, then looked left and right in the corridor, nothing unusual happened.
Bain in the room heard his voice and scratched the door panel with his claws, making a small sound. Munch didn't think much, pushed the door open and entered the room.
Bain was not as excited as usual when he saw Munch. He leaned against him feebly, with his mouth open and yawning constantly, as if he had not woken up. He first carried Bain into the nest, and then walked to the operating table, preparing to take off the white paper and fill in the content of the shadow movement relayed by Bobo.
As soon as his hand touched the white paper, Munch always felt that something was wrong. He stood in front of the double-height bookshelf and looked around. Finally, his eyes focused on the books protruding a quarter of the way from the bookshelf. A perfect straight line was blocked from the waist. break.
According to Munch's habit, books must be placed horizontally and vertically. A situation like this is absolutely not allowed. "Perhaps I have consumed too much energy in the past two days." He rearranged the books and took out the white paper.
Looking at the blank page, he had just written a few words when his hand holding the pen stopped in mid-air. There is a noticeable crease in the lower right corner of the blank page.
Munch was no longer calm. He would never make such a mistake, because every page of the books he had read and the paper he had used was as smooth as new. Recalling all the previous details, he concluded that there must be an uninvited guest at home.
"By the way, there was a malfunction on the surveillance screen." Munch remembered Bobo's reminder in the car. "Can it be repaired?" Munch looked at the coded Bobo on the operating table. "Of course, although that person interfered, his method was not very clever. Give me a minute."
Bobo repaired the missing surveillance footage and presented it to Monk. He recognized at a glance that the man with the peaked cap lowered was the policeman who came to investigate that day: Calvin Young!
