There were footsteps on the stairs.
Bai Zhu frowned.
Even though she had changed her makeup, her eye color, hairstyle, and tone of voice, and even changed her clothes and hat, she would still be exposed when Ning Zhi saw her.
As long as it's not Ning Zhi herself, relying on the interest relationship and the cognitive error she created, Baizhu won't worry about anything happening. Even Ning Zhi's teacher, she can deceive the past.
...Why do you memorize it like this?
Met Ning Zhi directly on the first night? !
Bai Zhu had a headache and closed his eyes. The shock passed and he was left calm.
"It's not convenient for me to see outsiders. Please abide by the deal and help me cover up."
Bai Shu sat on the bench and continued to input data without any panic, pretending not to care, and said in a calm tone: "There is something wrong with the saving function of this model machine. The data I have is difficult to save, otherwise this hour will be in vain. .”
"Don't worry, this is all agreed upon. I will do what I say, and I will assign you, the little boss, to take good care of me."
The old man stepped forward with his hands behind his back and hurried out the door before Ning Zhi walked down the last step.
"It's almost nine o'clock. Why are you down here? Are you making a fuss again?"
Ning Zhi's voice reached his ears through the door. Baizhu checked the first part of the data, adjusted the machine to mute and pressed the [Integrate] button——
"Ding! We have started integrating data for you, please do not turn off the machine or touch the buttons at will!"
The machine's beep was clear and loud, even if Bai Zhu didn't wear a hearing aid, his ears hurt from the vibration.
Bai Shu: "…………"
I wiped it. Isn’t it muted?
Isn't it possible that even the mute program is broken? !
"Hey, what's the sound?"
Ning Zhi's voice was confused, and the footsteps going up the stairs stopped abruptly, "There was a movement in the warehouse just now. Are you just thinking about drinking and forgetting to turn off some equipment? I'll turn it off for you. Really..."
The sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the steps kept approaching, and Bai Shu walked towards the electric switch.
Data entry takes another 5 seconds.
5, 4, 3...
"Zhiqua——"
The moment the warehouse door was pushed open, the simulator made a sound:
【Ding! The data has been entered and saved. 】
With quick eyes and quick hands, Bai Shu lowered the switch with a click, and the warehouse instantly went dark!
"The power is out? What's going on?"
Ning Zhi frowned and touched the holster on her thigh.
"Hey, I guess there was something wrong with the machine I just checked, and the switch burned out."
The old man’s voice was strange:
"This is an old house. It's normal to have some wiring problems. It just broke once yesterday. Wait until tomorrow for me to find someone to repair it. Don't worry about this broken place. What kind of wine did you bring me? Let me see .”
"Don't be in a hurry to open it, let's go up first."
Ning Zhi's voice was helpless, "No, there's something wrong with the line, why didn't you..."
The footsteps gradually faded away.
Bai Shu, who was hiding behind the door, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Every day, I thought I was in a spy movie.
Crisis resolved.
Bai Shu packed up his sketchbook and acting paper in the dark, stuffed the stationery and models into his school bag, and walked out of the small door to go home.
The streets are busy now. The bright neon lights in the red light district light up half of the sky, even overwhelming the brilliance of the red moon. There are drunken drunkards lying on the streets. People coming and going are partying without stopping, as if they are in this corner of life and death. He forgets the constraints of the day and lives only for instinct and pleasure.
Be recklessly crazy and unleash your deepest self.
Baizhu wore sunglasses and just glanced at them briefly. Ning Zhi's words suddenly rang in his mind:
[Or you may die before you have enough enjoyment. The lives of the people in the Second City are cheap, and it is not pleasant to live with more people and less food. Xiao Shu, please go out here and take a look. There are a lot of homeless people in the second city. People starve to death on the streets every day. Only the red-light district’s most desperate people are the richest, so more and more people are willing to sacrifice their lives in exchange for pleasure]
Ning Zhi said it as if he was joking, but in fact, his eyes were full of helplessness and self-deprecation, and even a little bit of resentment and bitterness.
She was already at the top of the hunter ranks, making money as fast as a joke, and she still felt sad about the huge difference between the inner and outer cities. They have been unfair since they were born, and their lives have been set at a glance.
"I can't sleep when I go back anyway, so I can go out and have a look. I haven't been out of the red light district yet."
Bai Shu bypassed the main cross street in the red light district and walked northwest along the road.
The third base is in the southeast. After all, the residents there are under the eyes of the administrators, so there won't be anything too extreme, at least not here in Bai Lingyu.
She was going in the opposite direction.
The Second Outer City fell when Bai Shu had memories. All the information she knew came from archival records and stories from Bai Lingyu's spare time. Her impression of this place was similar to "future generations will imagine what a certain dynasty was like based on ruins and documentaries." , focusing on imagination.
Now walking on the narrow road with potholes, it feels a little more substantial.
"Poor, ok, okay, my child has a high fever, I don't have money to buy medicine..."
The streets were deserted, becoming less and less popular as we walked further, and even the lights in every house were turned off early.
There are only homeless people sleeping on the lawn on the street, and women still begging for help from occasional passers-by.
"What are you yelling about? If you have the time, you might as well wash yourself up and sell it yourself!" The homeless man lying across the street cursed, "It's not like there's nothing. If you don't look good, you can earn a living easily. Survival is not more important than having clean skin!"
He was missing a leg, and when he was scolding, he was amputating his extra trouser leg to use as a sock.
Mosquitoes were so cheerful in May that they bit him so much that he couldn't sleep.
The scolded woman pursed her lips, hugged the dying child in her arms, and broke down in tears: "Baby, don't scare mom, don't scare mom, mom only has you..."
A very clean hand reached out and touched the child's forehead.
The woman was stunned and looked up at the child in front of her who was about ten years old.
"The fever is severe. Let's buy some fever medicine first." Baizhu stopped and said, "Follow me."
"Hey, hey, hey! Okay! Okay!"
The woman hurriedly stood up and followed. The other homeless men were confused by Baizhu's attire. Just as he was about to stop him, Baizhu turned away, revealing the pistol on his waist.
The tramp immediately put out his fire, and no one was looking for death.
Baizhu paid enough for the outpatient injection and medicine, but did not give the woman any money. Before leaving, he just asked the nurse to buy some food for the mother and son.
It's already one o'clock in the morning.
Bai Zhu twisted his neck and was about to walk back after leaving the clinic when his steps suddenly stopped.
"Ugh...help..."
Tiny whimpers and stifled cries for help disappeared in a flash.
Bai Shu caught it keenly and looked at a small residential building to his left:
Three or four people wearing white research coats and isolation masks forcefully held a woman down as she walked out of the hospital. After injecting anesthesia, she carried her onto a stretcher. There were also people holding a swaddled baby.
This costume is... a pollution control station? !
