Kabukicho.
The call girls stood on the street smoking cigarettes. They were gorgeous in appearance and scantily clad, chatting and laughing with their companions while ogling the passing customers.
If someone responds, such as stopping and looking here, they will go one step further, deliberately licking their lips and making seductive sounds.
Lu Li frowned secretly as he passed by pretending to be a passerby. He knew that the darker the place, the more explicit this kind of transaction would be.
"If the target wasn't around, I wouldn't set foot here."
A fat man came out of the street corner, wearing a cheap suit and muttering softly.
In order to avoid exposing his whereabouts, Lu Li did not bring any elites with him, but randomly selected a few harmless-looking security personnel to follow him.
A security guard pretending to be an office worker next to the fat man lowered his voice and warned: "Boss, keep a low profile."
At this time, Fatty also woke up, especially when he noticed that Lu Li glanced back at him, he immediately closed his mouth and moved forward silently.
[No one showed up, he should still be at the Wildcat Club]
A voice came from the miniature headset.
Lu Li quickened his pace. He had no moral obsession and did not feel that setting foot in this area would harm his identity.
"How can I get to the Wildcat Club?"
Although he already knew where the target was, he still tried his best to pretend that it was his first time. After all, the signs in this area were confusing. Looking at the name of the store, he thought it was a love hotel, but in fact it was selling sex toys.
"Sweethearts, come here." A girl with heavy makeup waved towards the alley, "This gentleman wants to see where you work."
Following the line of sight, two girls hurriedly walked out of the alley. They were wearing miniskirts, and their long legs were hung with stockings that had been hastily smoothed out.
Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man with a high hairline walked out and left in the opposite direction, his steps hurried.
Kitty Club staff?
It seems that Mr. Hara Koji is really not good at it.
And that's exactly what happened.
Yuan Guangsi, 24 years old, unemployed.
Since he underwent prosthetic eye modifications and finger modifications during his rebellious period, he now only receives a monthly government subsidy of 500 credits.
At this moment, the balance in his bank account has dropped below 800. This cannot be described as a financial hardship. Any girl he pulls over on the street corner is richer than him.
"Here's a dozen beers." Hara Hiroshi shouted loudly.
Hearing this, the waiter who was flirting with other customers responded with a tired voice: "Well, here we go..."
Most of the transactions are hidden in the ambiguous light.
In contrast, Mr. Yuan Guang's place is indeed very clean. There are no women, and there are no cowherds. There are two cans of canned beer that have been consumed, a bottomed glass bottle, and two plates of cheap snacks on the table.
No one would have thought that a top student would end up in such a miserable state. You must know that he was studying the most advanced subjects of this era:
Geological survey.
As soon as I graduate, major companies rush to get me.
The source of the tragedy was an accident:
Half a year ago, after successfully completing his defense, he was admitted by a listed company as a matter of course and was responsible for the [Planet 297 Development] project.
Just when Hara Koji was satisfied with his ambition, the industry winter came. This large enterprise deeply involved in the biological field faced many problems such as a broken capital chain and large-scale resignation of senior executives.
At the same time, the planet development project has become a life-saving straw, and the company has high hopes for it. It is the kind of high hope that only gives a small amount of funds but requires huge profits.
Without any surprise, the project encountered setbacks at the beginning. Most of the mechanical exploration vehicles lost contact as soon as they landed. Only one exploration vehicle miraculously recovered and returned to the company with a small number of samples.
Ferns, angiosperms, fungi.
It is not difficult to see from these samples that the atmospheric transformation was completed smoothly and the plants grew vigorously.
The next step is to identify them. As long as their types are clear and approved by government departments, people can be sent to develop them.
The accident happened here. The biologists in the studio were stumped by a black fungal spore. They couldn't figure out what species it was.
Even if it is passed into the database for comparison, there is still no effective feedback.
A new species never discovered by humans?
The possibility is too small.
In addition, if it is really a new species, it will enter a more troublesome process. It must be proved that the spores are harmless to humans and that the organism that released the spores is harmless to humans.
In desperation, Hara Koji thought of his mentor, Professor Suzuki. Although he was not an expert in the field of biology, he had a wide network of contacts and might be able to provide help.
However, what awaited in the end was bad news.
The mentor met an accident and died in deep space. Immediately afterwards, the friends in the same working group became more and more weird——
Irritable, irritable, and extremely powerful.
Not only that, but his appearance became more and more ferocious, and his whereabouts were eventually lost.
There are rumors within the company that they all exploded, splattering blood and flesh all over the laboratory.
In order to prevent the spread of unknown diseases, the company blocked the news and set the laboratory on fire, claiming that it was an accident caused by improper operation by new employees.
As for who the new employees are?
Naturally, he was the main person in charge. After all, all the colleagues who worked together died secretly, and there was no more suitable person to take the blame than Hara Hiroshi.
Then, gag orders and blocking orders came one after another.
As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Nakagawa Biotechnology should not make it too simple for an ordinary person to die socially.
While Yuan Guangsi was lost in memories, Lu Li pushed open a dilapidated iron door.
What comes into view are rows of sofas, arranged in two rows. The customers are all greasy uncles, wearing VR glasses, with lewd smiles on their faces from time to time.
Lu Li put down the peaked cap on his head, and led by the two wandering warblers, he walked through the corridor and came to the booth at the end that was shrouded in lavender light.
This is what an entertainment venue should be like.
On the stage, several women wore clothes with few pieces of fabric, dancing passionately, accompanied by various ambiguous lights and music.
Under the stage, waiters shuttled back and forth, stopping from time to time to interact with guests.
In comparison, the style of Atom Club was still too conservative.
"Sir, are you here to have fun alone, or do you have a date with friends?"
The two girls who had just finished their business turned around with smiles and tried to hold Lu Li back.
"A date with a friend."
Lu Li easily avoided the two of them, pointed to the shabby booth in the corner, and said, "Please have a beer."
Frankly speaking, after meeting the person they were trading with, Lu Li discovered that he actually had a mysophobia.
The enthusiasm on the two girls' faces quickly faded.
Poor guy, wasting my time...
Hara Guangsi noticed this scene and suddenly became wary. He had no friends coming.
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