"Why did you bring a briefcase?"
Sitting in the canteen of the Security Bureau, Wen Yue raised a toast to Sun Youke and Zhang Kai who were setting off for Boai Avenue on the other side, and did not pay attention to Shen Xu's confused expression.
Wen Yue turned back, crossed her legs, and wore excellent smoke black stockings on her high leather boots. Together with the long windbreaker of the same color, they perfectly covered the soap silk armor and leather anchor points.
"Since we are going to negotiate, why don't we bring documents?" Wen Yue held the lady's thin cigarette between her two fingers and blew out a mouthful of fruity sweet mist, saying seriously.
Shen Xu obviously didn't believe that the cold lady in front of him was the type of public relations person. He had seen too many times when Wen Yue would draw a sword to fight if she disagreed with him, although he understood that this was an instinct that was imprinted in the bones of the hunters. , the Security Bureau agent operation manual also contains regulations on the art of negotiation, but he seriously doubted that Wen Yue would be reasonable if given the choice.
After all, the criticism of weapons is always shorter and faster than the effects of the weapons criticized.
"Why are you looking at me with that look?" Wen Yue pulled down the burgundy sunglasses that she never took off except when bathing or sleeping. These sunglasses are connected to her exoskeleton integration system. If taken off, the information will be directly fed back to the retina. on, and she didn’t like the retinal imaging that felt like ants scratching her heart.
Shen Xu raised his hands to express his surrender, and then continued to deal with breakfast.
Wen Yue was actually waiting for Shen Xu to finish his portion. She had many little habits, such as not being willing to eat in public, so she had breakfast in the apartment. Anyway, her food ration card was stamped by the Security Bureau. The supply of meat, eggs and milk is liberalized.
She then crossed her legs and raised her hands slightly. The smoke mixed with the smell of disinfectant that was regularly cleaned by the Security Bureau. She noticed that many malicious eyes were cast towards her, but not towards her, but towards Shen Xu.
Security Bureau agents are generally between the ages of twenty-four and thirty-five. In a place where young male animals are the majority, and surrounded by flowers waiting for you to finish your meal, your heart will be in a Schrödinger state. Sometimes it's big, sometimes it's small.
This is what Wen Yue appreciates about Shen Xu. This man is focused on everything he does, including eating.
Being exposed to prosthetic eyes of Zeiss, Qilusi and other brands in turn, there are also potentially malicious programs embedded in them. Although no one in the security bureau could afford to openly make trouble, the most crowded place was the human society, and there were many people who wanted to make a fool of themselves with Shen Xu.
Her mind jumped back to yesterday's scene where Shen Xu raised a gun against her. According to Freud's dream analysis theory, dreams are the laxity of the superego's inspection and the one-sided satisfaction of desires.
She began to believe that the scene was an overload hallucination.
"Love is the devil ahead and the devil doesn't sleep."
(Love is like the devil ahead, the devil that never sleeps)
Wen Yue hummed the lyrics softly, and her voice sounded hollow in the noisy cafeteria.
"Have you fucking finished eating? This bowl of noodles has been simmering for a long time. You eat and pray at the same time." But Wen Yue finally lost her patience.
Shen Xu wiped his mouth, stood up, and said helplessly: "I understand that you said 'fuck' as a modal particle, but you don't need to say it on every occasion."
"I am not you. I am a civilized person who graduated from Longshan University. I have never read a book." Wen Yue picked up the briefcase, her leather boots crisp.
Shen Xu walked behind, looking dumbfounded.
"Then there aren't many in the Security Bureau who can be considered intellectuals."
"There are no civilized people here, they are all thugs."
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At seven o'clock in the morning, the dome light panel in Zixia District simulated the slight scattering of early morning sunlight. Unfortunately, the effect was not good, causing the light to be out of focus everywhere. There was a spotlight dozens of meters away from the entrance of the Security Bureau building, an asphalt road. One corner was burned with bursts of green smoke.
"Wait." Wen Yue stopped Shen Xu who was calling the aircraft. Her sunglasses showed the route to the Zixia branch of the United Union.
"The total length on the ground used to be less than ten kilometers, and it was taken by sky rail."
Zixia District has dense public transportation. In order to save housing area, it is built in mid-air or underground. From a glance, the base pillars of the sky rail are like firs in a dense forest, leading straight to the false sky.
"Can you check the mental state of the workers along the way?"
"Shouldn't it? I don't think the United Society has been looking for trouble these days. If they're not looking for trouble, they're just planning something big. It's not a bad thing to stop by and take a look."
"I have no opinion……"
"If you have any opinions, please bear with me." Wen Yue interrupted, and then changed the exoskeleton's strike mode to non-lethal. She looked at the old-fashioned watch worn backwards on her left hand, adjusted her sunglasses, and said: "Line 3, Xingye 749 Street.”
Wen Yue was well aware of the level of infrastructure maintenance in Zixia District, and she was not in a hurry, so instead of taking the rickety elevator, she took the escalator to the sky rail platform, which was half a meter above the ground.
It was the time to end the night shift and start the day shift, and the platform was full of workers wearing overalls. Compared with the two fair-faced young men Wen Yue and Shen Xu, the workers often have swarthy faces and thin bodies. They gather in groups to smoke and chat, with almost no chirping and not a single idler.
Wen Yue looked at the platform wall with great interest. There were various large-character posters with all kinds of treasonous contents, but none of them could be seen completely. It was either blocked by another notice or stained by graffiti. Confusing.
It is impossible to have electronic screens here. The workers who go to and from work are always angry. Anything that can be pried will not survive the next shift. Even the trash cans converted from cement piles have already been damaged by hammers and pliers. It was smashed to pieces.
"Double Happiness." Wen Yue walked to the empty rail supermarket and said to the salesperson huddled behind the iron fence.
"Five yuan, a cigarette coupon."
Wen Yue stopped touching her trouser pocket. She had the impression that cheap cigarettes like Double Happiness did not require coupons. She picked up a ten-yuan bill and asked, "I forgot to bring the coupon."
"Get lost." The salesperson said simply and concisely.
Wen Yue glanced at the crowded private stalls not far away. Compared to the public supermarket where no one could come for several minutes, she turned to face Shen Xu, who was always in her pocket, and said:
“How much does a bundle of cigarette coupons cost on the black market?”
Shen Xu hesitated for a moment and gave a rough number: "A bundle of one hundred sheets, I guess two hundred are always needed."
"No wonder the Zixia Police Station is complaining that it has no money. It needs to allocate funds every day. The tobacco tax has been cut off by one-third. If these brats don't do some bad work, how can they feed themselves with this dead salary." Wen Yue has sharp eyes and saw it. That stall owner had a tattoo of a local gang on his face, but it was really rude of the local gang to directly and openly steal the business of Kongtui Supermarket.
Shen Xuxin said, are you the eldest lady of Tamamo District? This is no longer a day or two. Surface tobacco smuggling has lowered the price of underground cigarettes for many years. Who has the patience to use a cigarette card that can be exchanged for industrial product ration coupons to buy high-priced and inferior underground cigarettes? Eating mushrooms is not enough, you also have to smoke mushrooms?
The empty rail arrived belatedly, and the stainless steel seats were so dirty that the original color could not be seen. The graffiti on the empty rail was even worse. Wen Yue saw with her own eyes a boy with a cockscomb hair holding a hand with red paint and writing Regarding the dirty words spoken by the Security Bureau, workers do not participate in this kind of thing, but this does not prevent them from enjoying the third-way jokes about the group's top management.
There are not many complete portholes, and hot air keeps pouring in. The empty rail shuttles between the steel-making blast furnaces, and the insulators of high-voltage transmission lines have waterfalls of sparks flowing down when electricians weld. Until 2081, this kind of high-risk work is still done manually, and at most it is... When the electricity is applied, the prosthetic arm can help the person resist for a few seconds.
robot? No, there are more than 10 million people, more than 10 million jobs, and the jobs are handed over to robots. Are so many people really sent to the surface to fend for themselves?
The arrival sign was hammered into pieces, the arrival loudspeaker disappeared, and two people in black trench coats were swimming in a sea of blue overalls. They were a ball of ink, everyone saw them, but pretended they didn't exist.
When the empty rail reached Fenglin Road, there were not many people there. Only the guy with a cockscomb head was left painting slogans persistently. The elevator going down had no car. The escalator must have stopped. I walked down the broken steps for thirty years. layer.
Walking out of the sky-rail base station, the continuous blast furnace chimneys are finally a little further away. The dancer's projection has not yet risen in the sky. Under the earth-yellow tube, you can occasionally see an old man with one arm and a crutch rummaging through trash cans, wandering on the street. They are all untouchables with useless bodies. They have the name of underground citizens but nothing.
There was no one on the road, or no able-bodied person. When the dome light panel shines, Yanfen Street and Fenglin Road are in a deep sleep. The thugs guarding in front of the gang's Tongzi Tower have half their heads replaced with steel skulls. They doze off little by little, and their prosthetic eyes The electronic nerve bundle that was shaking fell down, and the dog at his feet was grinning.
"It's not a bad place here. Hezhong will be in charge, and the scene is still necessary." Shen Xu commented.
Wen Yue nodded. She had already seen the Three Hammers logo of the United Union. This part of the street is occupied by the United Society, which claims to pursue world unity. They pursue a completely equal world order, so naturally they will not let the territory become a mess. Likewise, Zixia District’s maintenance funds will not allocate a dime here.
The member of the United Society who was guarding in front of the Tongzi Tower was holding a big hammer, and his attire was no different from that of a steel mill worker. This was not necessarily a deliberate example, but he might actually be a steel mill worker who volunteered to be on duty.
Wen and Shen signed a visitor form and entered the Tongzi Building smoothly. However, others did not know, and the Security Bureau did not know that the above-ground part of the Tongzi Building was just a showpiece, just to receive ordinary workers who wanted to join the association. Those few were no less powerful than the first. The big bosses of the Union Society, Director Tian Guanzhi of the Fifth Division, are all in the root tunnel.
The tunnel below Tongzi Downstairs is itself a component of the civil air defense project and is intricate. Guided by the map of burgundy sunglasses, Wen Yue easily found the location of the Zixia branch of the Hezhong Association. But this time, the person guarding the entrance of the tunnel was not A muscular man carrying a hammer.
"Fifth Branch of the Security Bureau, talk to President Qiu about business." Wen Yue politely showed her ID to the majestic guard who was so tall that she had to raise her head. On the one hand, it was out of respect for the United Society, and on the other hand, it was out of respect for the United Society. On the one hand, it is to show respect for this buddy who has worn an exoskeleton for a generation.
"Security Bureau? Have you made an appointment?" The guard obviously would not let the Security Bureau people in just because of a word.
"No." Wen Yue said honestly.
"President Qiu is not here." The guard said bluntly, returning to his appearance as a door god.
Wen Yue sighed, with one hand on her hips and a briefcase in the other. She lowered her sunglasses and said to Shen Xu:
"Hey, aren't you curious why I carry my bag?"
Wen Yue turned her head and stared at the "Kunlun" type exoskeleton equipped by the guard in front of her. It had thick armor and strong power claws. It was a generation of exoskeleton that perfectly matched the aesthetics of violence.
The guard was not blind. He lowered his head and warned: "Girl, I suggest you don't mess around."
Wen Yue put down her bag, ignored Shen Xu with a wry smile, raised her head and said:
"Hey, is the air fresh at an altitude of two meters?"
