The round public express bus stopped at the platform that was raised in mid-air. The man stepped out of the public express bus, pressed the hat that covered his half-bald head, and walked along the rainbow-like sky street towards his apartment building. This public flying bus has a stop 300 meters away from the secret base of the Security Bureau. After getting off the bus, he only has to walk less than a kilometer to Tianjie to get home, so he always takes the public flying bus.
The middle-aged man's apartment is not big, with three rooms, which is already above the middle-class level on Planet 5, where land is at a premium. It was already late at night, the two children had gone to bed, and the woman was busy preparing meals for him before the trip.
The man came to the study room, which was only a few square meters, opened the secret compartment on the wall, took out a stack of different documents and placed them on the table. He took out the ID in his pocket again, opened it and looked at it.
Next to his photo, the ID only shows the words "39th Bureau 7th Internal Affairs Office" and his name is Ding Yi. He looks very young in the photo, at least he has thick hair, but this photo was already 20 years ago. At that time, Ding Yi had just used all his strength and was lucky enough to get into the Security Bureau and become a civil servant. Unexpectedly, 20 years have passed in the blink of an eye.
His fingers ran over the ID, and the photo immediately changed, showing his current appearance, slightly bald, with saggy skin, and a tired look in his eyes.
He put the ID down, selected from a pile of IDs, and took one. The photo on this ID is of an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. His face is too ordinary and has not undergone advanced genetic optimization. He pulled off a small sticky particle from the back of the document and placed it in the water glass. The small particles expand rapidly when exposed to water and turn into a mask in an instant. The man picked up the mask and slowly covered his face. After a while, he had turned into the person in the ID photo.
Ding Yi took out a small pistol and a dagger from the hidden compartment, checked them, and put them in his bag.
The woman had prepared the meal, walked in, and saw the pistol and dagger in the bag. Ding turned around and smiled. Facing a man whose appearance has completely changed, the woman is not surprised. She has had many similar experiences in the past.
She forced a smile and said, "You have never carried a weapon before."
"This mission is a bit special, but there is actually no danger. Don't worry. After all, I am an expert." Ding Yi paused for a while and then said: "People always have to change. Ah Heng needs to go to a better school. We have lived in this house for more than ten years. Once we complete this task, everything will be fine for us, and I won’t need to go out for work in the future.”
"Is there really no danger? I don't need a big house. Ah Heng can go to a school he can go to. We don't have to compare with anyone!" The woman's voice was a little strange.
Ding Yi was silent again, then smiled and said, "They don't dare to let me go on such a dangerous mission!"
The woman thought so, so she didn't say anything, and she knew that there would be no results if she did. Ding looked at the time and realized that it was too late to eat, so he picked up his bag and left the house. Not far away, on Tianjie Street, there was already an unmarked flying car waiting there.
Before getting on the flying car, he looked back at the apartment building and looked at the room with the lights on, and then got on the flying car. He knew that this mission was not something he could refuse.
Times had changed, for him.
In Laizhou City, Yue Yongxing, a taxi drove into Linhai District. After driving along Linhai Highway for a while, it turned into a quiet tree-lined road. There are independent houses on both sides of the road. They are not big, but they have their own small courtyards, with different scenery, elegant and tranquil. This neighborhood has a slight edge to the affluent area, but it is not really a wealthy area.
An ordinary-looking middle-aged man got out of the taxi, carrying an old-fashioned briefcase, came to a small building, and pressed the doorbell. There was no response in the room, so he pressed twice more and waited patiently. At this time, an old man walked out of the neighbor's house and looked at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man raised the briefcase in his hand and said, "I am an investigator from a pension fund, and I want to investigate the current physical condition of the residents here."
"Oh, he moved away last month. He said he was going back to his old house and he wasn't used to living here."
"Old house? Okay, I understand, thank you."
The middle-aged man got back in the taxi and left the community. He opened his personal terminal and another address was displayed. It was an old-fashioned apartment on the edge of an industrial area, and the conditions could only be described as rough. Chu Jungui originally bought the house here, but it seems that the old man couldn't get used to it, so he moved back to the original place.
Ding Yi, who transformed into an ordinary middle-aged man, called up a relationship diagram. There were six people on it, all of whom were elderly and had different experiences. These old people live in the same building as Chu Longtu and often interact with each other. One of them caught Ding Yi's attention: Qiao Liang, 61 years old, 197cm, had served in the Dynasty Special Forces for 7 years. After retiring, he had worked in multiple jobs and had no fixed residence. Now he often goes to the shooting range to practice shooting and has three registered guns at home.
Several people live on different floors, ranging from the 2nd to the 30th floor.
The taxi quickly drove to the edge of the industrial area. The city here had a layer of misty gray and the neighborhoods looked dilapidated. As the mineral veins deplete, the number of residents in this urban area is decreasing year by year. Many homeless people or unemployed poor people have moved in, making the neighborhood messy and dangerous.
Ding Yi walked into the apartment building, took the elevator all the way to the 24th floor, then walked through the dark corridor, and finally stopped in a unit. The door to this unit is very thin and uses an old-fashioned mechanical lock. This is very common in civilian areas of ordinary planets. Electronic locks or smart locks often malfunction, and many people are unwilling to pay repairmen.
Ding Yi knocked on the door. After a moment, the door opened, and an old man with a face full of vicissitudes of life, but still vaguely majestic appeared.
"Is it Mr. Chu Longtu? I am an investigator from a pension fund. You were selected in this year's random inspection, so I need to do a simple survey on you and ask some questions."
Chu Longtu nodded, opened the door and said, "Come in."
Ding walked into the room and looked around. The room is not big, the layout is very old, and there are many old-fashioned furniture, all of the style from hundreds of years ago. Although the room is simple, it is very clean, but it is a bit cold and the lighting is not very good. Even during the day, the lights need to be turned on.
Chu Longtu turned on the multifunctional beverage machine and made two cups of coffee. This beverage machine is one of the few modern appliances in the room. The old man waited patiently for the two cups of coffee to be ready before walking out of the kitchen with the cups. He saw Ding opening his briefcase and placing it on the table, revealing the pistol inside.
Chu Longtu didn't panic at all. He slowly placed the coffee cup on the cabinet next to him and said, "I don't seem to have anything worth grabbing here, and the people in this building have nothing to grab. If you are short of money, I think You seem to be looking in the wrong place. If you like something, just take it."
Ding Yi smiled and said: "You originally lived in Linhai District, and then moved back. When I get old, I will be more willing to go back to my six old friends like you, even if I live in a small house .”
"Six old friends..." Chu Longtu paused his hand on the coffee cup for a moment, then took it back and said, "The investigation was very thorough."
"When working for the dynasty, you still have to have a sense of responsibility." Ding Yi picked up the pistol and wiped it with a soft cloth.
Chu Longtu said: "There are not many old-school people like you nowadays. But, can a small gun as big as your palm also kill people?"
Ding Yi sat still and checked the ammunition of the pistol. The ammunition is all translucent, with a little glistening substance in the warhead. He loaded the bullet and said: "This is a needle bullet. It will only make a small hole in your body. Then the bullet will melt in your body, paralyzing the heart and stopping it within half a minute. Then the drug ingredients will completely decompose, and finally The cause of death can only be acute myocardial necrosis, nothing else can be found."
He took out a palm-sized instrument and placed it on the table, saying: "This little thing can completely copy more than 95% of the data in the brain's memory area within 1 minute. The only problem is that the copying process will cause irreversible damage. How to describe it? The copied brain is probably like porridge cooked all night."
Ding Yi repeatedly took out a vial the size of a finger and said: "This is growth-promoting hormone, which can increase the speed of wound healing by hundreds of times. Bullet holes caused by needle bullets can be completely healed within 3 minutes without any trace."
Chu Longtu could not see that he was afraid, but he was a little confused: "These things are much more expensive than my old life. The dynasty's funds are already so large that they can be wasted at will?"
"Don't worry, we have never encountered funding problems. This time, not only you, but the six old friends will also receive similar treatment, but there is no need to copy their memories, just create a small disease. Don’t worry, the cause of death will be different for each of them. We have developed a total of 15 kinds of ammunition for sudden death symptoms, and I brought a total of 8 of them this time."
"Why?"
"Because you have a wonderful grandson."
"Jun Gui? Haha, shouldn't you take me back as a hostage?"
"It's not necessary. The hostage may not cooperate and may be rescued. With your memory, there is no difference between you and the hostage. He will never know whether you are alive or dead." Ding Yi said eloquently Come.
"It makes sense. It seems that you have indeed made some progress over the years, but it is limited." After saying that, Chu Longtu snorted and said, "During the novice training, didn't you learn how to distinguish your opponents?" , don’t you want to provoke a target you can’t afford to provoke? Even if you want to come, you should send more people, right?”
A harmless smile appeared on Ding Yi's face, he took out a knife less than 10 centimeters from his bag, put it gently on his hand, and said: "During the novice training, we trained with the trainees of the special forces at the same time. , the passing standard for graduation is to be able to defeat active soldiers of the special forces one on three. I got excellent in that training. But it was decades ago. I have been sitting in the office for these years and haven’t done much exercise, so I specially brought I have a weapon just to be afraid of accidents."
"There will always be accidents." Chu Longtu opened the cabinet drawer, took out a huge old-fashioned pistol, and slapped it heavily on the cabinet.
"Is this gun of yours more than a hundred years old? I forgot to tell you that the clothes on my body can protect me from direct fire from heavy machine guns. It's almost time. Goodbye, Mr. Chu." Ding Yi's smile did not change. He slowly picked up the needle pistol, suddenly brought up an afterimage, and shot Chu Longtu in the heart like lightning!
The old man's body suddenly felt a little blurry. He gave way slightly, and the needle bullet flew past his body!
Out of stock? ? Ding Yi felt that his mind went blank, and before he could react, he saw the old man slowly pick up the pistol and fired with one shot!
The whole building seemed to shake. The old man's movements had a distinct rhythm and were not fast at all. But when Ding wanted to dodge, he inexplicably didn't. He felt that his gaze was getting higher and higher, but his lower body was still in the same place.
A big hole appeared in the door behind Ding Yi, and there was also a big hole in the wall of the corridor. There was also a big hole in the wall of the apartment opposite. One hole was inside another, and it penetrated countless walls. It was bottomless.
On the same floor, as well as upstairs and downstairs, many doors opened silently, and faces with strange expressions appeared, looking this way.
Ding Yi's upper body fell to the ground and twitched unconsciously, his face full of shock.
The old man put down the pistol, rubbed his numb wrist, and said slowly: "In what age are you still playing with heavy machine guns?"
The thunderous gunfire and the vibrations caused by a demolition hammer did not cause a commotion. The entire apartment building seemed to have turned into a black hole, swallowing up all abnormal movements silently.
There were rustling footsteps in the corridor, and the sound of the elevator opening and closing became the harshest sound in the world. The apartment manager disappeared somewhere, as if he had never existed. As for the automatic alarm system, it appears to have been completely broken decades ago.
In the big hole in the door of the old man's apartment, a face that was old but still full of flesh appeared, with an innate ferocity in his eyes. One of his eyes is an unusual gray, and he can still see subtle circuit textures. This eye is obviously a biochemical organ, and it is a model from an unknown number of years ago. It may be even older than his grandfather.
The man glanced into the room and opened the door. This is a big man over two meters tall, with muscles that almost burst his clothes. He could only walk into the room by bending slightly. Behind him, a person appeared. Although they were all old, they all had an indescribable murderous aura. They stood silently. The broken corpses and the blood everywhere did not touch their nervous and fearful nerves at all. On the contrary, some people showed faint excitement, like sharks seeing blood again.
The big man bent down with some difficulty and picked up the pistol from Ding Yi's hand with two fingers. The small needle gun was like a child's toy in his big hands. The big man's ten thick carrot-like fingers suddenly moved, and the needle gun was instantly dismantled into its basic parts. Then the pile of carrots moved again, and the needle gun returned to its original state, except that the remaining needle bullets in the gun remained in the palm of the big man's hand.
The big man weighed the needle bullets and said: "Such a piece of equipment looks like those shady dogs! Boss, what should we do now?"
The old man picked up the coffee cup, took a slow sip of the still scalding coffee, and said, "It seems that I can't live in peace for the rest of my life."
