Under the dome, the projection of the ballerina dances the swan step, and the spotless white gauze is sprinkled with stardust, falling into the underground river. The sparkling light is true, but who would have other thoughts about a piece of black water?
After a day's work, the underground sewer maintenance workers were dirty and smelly. They were slowly ascending from the flood outlet in a monkey cart. The continuous wind cannon excavation work was really difficult. This river has maintained industrial water supply for half of Zixia District for a hundred years. The sewage discharge has long been so congested that it has to be mine blasted to operate normally.
The river under the Long'an spillway on Boai Avenue is divided into two. One old river is being dredged with highly polluting solid waste all the time. The old river must not be blocked, otherwise the large amount of sewage discharged by the refineries along the coast will have nowhere to go, and the refining The reduction in factory production means that the downstream industrial chain will be shut down, ranging from arms to wash basins.
The other river channel is forever widening and lengthening, while the solid waste transported by the old river channel is stored, waiting to be crushed by the incinerator. Under the raging flames, the temperature of the working environment was often above 40 degrees Celsius, and the workers building the new passage were even more miserable, with their hands and feet calloused in waist-deep sewage.
How could the human body withstand such torture in such a harsh environment? When the body cannot carry the will, mechanical prosthetics emerge. This is the origin of prosthetic technology. Its origin and supreme glory are born for the survival of the country and society.
The monkey car that ascended to the flood outlet was filled with workers who relied on a safety rope to avoid falling into the stinking black water. They could see the beautiful scenery under the ballerina's projection skirt if they raised their heads slightly, but who would do it for several years? Open your eyes to the old scene? The infinite fatigue of the body forces them to be tied to the monkey cart and ascend and descend along the same path.
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Wen Yue carried her guitar case and walked on the Pok Oi Bridge. The strong wind could not remove the smell of black water. Passers-by on the bridge covered their noses and walked in a hurry. Common cigarette butts, masks and even disposable gas masks were randomly discarded and lined up with them under the bridge. Monkey cart workers passed each other.
"No wonder the bureau and the Zixia Police Station are not interested in this place. The stench is so bad, and a group of miserable people are so poor that the Jingbang's prison has only about fifty people. Even if you pour a ladle of water on it, it won't make any waves."
The one who spoke was Sun Youke, the youngest agent in the second team.
When Sun Youke received the news from Wen Yue, she and Zhang Kai were investigating uncontrolled gangs in their area, and the clues they found also pointed to the upcoming underground idol concert in the old subway tunnel.
In preparation for this operation, Sun Youke tied her hair into a bun and wore a half-sleeve collar with splashes of ink. In order to wear an electric bass painted with Harley Quinn on her chest, she also wore the standard equipment of the Security Bureau. The bulletproof umbrella was disguised as a baseball bat and carried on his back.
"Xiao Sun, look over there."
Following the direction of her partner Zhang Kai's finger, Sun You could see the entrance and exit of the dam to the right of the spillway.
"Just around the corner, you'll reach Xingye Street, where nearly 400,000 people live."
"Look over there, Yanfen Street, there are also 400,000 people."
Zhang Kai pointed to the flood outlet that leads directly to the deepest part of the restricted area, and said with complicated emotions: "We were handling cases on Xingye Street before, and you are from Tamamo District. I haven't told you yet about the situation on Boai Avenue. Its ownership is very complicated. It is in In a semi-military state, there cannot be any armed fighting near the supply factories of several surface arsenals of the National Defense Forces."
"So this area is actually the place with the best security in Zixia District."
Only then did Sun You realize that after walking for several kilometers along the way, she actually didn't see any groups of gangsters. She had just retired from the army not long ago, and her registered residence in Tamamo District was limited to the appearance of Boai Avenue. .
"Don't the National Defense Forces not interfere in public security?" Wen Yue asked.
"In the past two months, gangs on Xingye Street had a vendetta and tampered with the gas pipeline, killing no less than 40 people. The pipeline on Yanjiang Road adjacent to Boai Avenue was broken, and the nearby construction site was demolishing dilapidated buildings, and the pipeline was almost tampered with again."
"Three days ago, we used high-explosive bombs on Yanfen Street. Afterwards, the National Defense Forces believed that we had used heavy weapons without notification. They knew about the 'Cinnabar' case and were worried that there would be too much movement in the bureau during this time, so they sent them in advance Taken over the security inside and outside the directly-controlled arsenal."
"There is no violation of the agreement. This is an internal matter of the National Defense Forces. There is no need to even report it to the bureau." Shen Xu suddenly interrupted.
"There was indeed no violation, so the National Defense Forces did not report it. The bureau only discovered the National Defense Forces' actions this morning."
Seeing that the topic had gone too far, Wen Yue saw that the entrance to the old subway was approaching, so she stopped talking and said, "Okay, if the army doesn't get involved in politics, don't worry about it. There is the subway entrance in front of you. Keep your temperament in check."
Wen Yue arranged the composition of the personnel. She, Sun Youke, and Lin Zexing, two women and one man, pretended to be a band, performed on stage, scanned the audience from a high position, and used the band's convenience to enter the backstage, looking for the "batch of pornographic powders" that Wu Ding said had leaked out of the street. goods". Shen Xu, Zhang Kai, and Ning Qing, two men and one woman, serve as band managers, security guards, and female fans respectively, investigating the "goods" and the people involved in the secret.
"Let me add something." Before entering the subway, Shen Xu emphasized while changing into the band's punk clothes:
"Once you find relevant signs or personnel, do not resort to force immediately..."
Having said this, he stared at Wen Yue. The entire second team was most excited to hear the battle, and couldn't bear it. Who else could it be?
"If we take a long-term approach to catch the big fish, once we alert the enemy, the Surface Action Bureau may give up on this batch of 'cinnabar' receptors and would rather wait for the next opportunity, and our time is limited."
Shen Xu was referring to the fact that the director issued a military order to the director on the "Cinnabar" case, otherwise there would not have been a second group specifically focused on this matter.
But Wen Yue understood another meaning of Shen Xu. The Security Bureau's vaccine development for "Cinnabar" required a large amount of receptor clinical data on the basis of obtaining physical samples. Among the people waiting to be injected with the vaccine to achieve the goal of safely transplanting the essence of alien beasts are Wen Yue's family members.
If they don't do well, others will go back to the headquarters to be criticized and prepare to reduce their salary and transfer positions, while Wen Yue has to prepare his brother's cemetery.
Everyone nodded solemnly.
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At the beginning of the construction of the underground city, there was a subway plan for the underground city, but due to various reasons, it could not be completed. As the sky express train system proved to be more cost-effective, the subway planning was naturally shelved and changed to tunnel planning for mixed use of people and vehicles, which eventually evolved into a dense spider web of underground labyrinth tunnels in Longshan District 7.
Those excavated subways were abandoned and gradually turned into secret gathering places for the lower class people over the long years. At first, the security police still had some jurisdiction, but since the surface was opened, street security has deteriorated sharply, and the police force has become serious. If the income is not enough, it is beyond the reach of the whip. Until now, where the abandoned subway extends and how many secrets it contains have become a mess that even the Security Bureau does not know.
But power abhors a vacuum, and even in the underworld of the underworld, order exists.
Wen Yue sneaked into the abandoned subway station entrance where a warning line was set up, and the group of people walked through the tunnel where the tracks had been stolen and sold long ago, and walked quickly.
The deep silence of the closed tunnel was heart-stopping. Wen Yue pursed her lips tightly as she tried to drive away the images that popped into her mind. However, the more she resisted, the more she fell into the cruel memories of clearing out the lairs of alien beasts when she was a hunter in the past.
She thought of the moment when she was crawling crazily in the half-human-high tunnel that was about to collapse. In front of her was an unreachable light, and behind her was a rat's head biting into the heel of her boot. She took off all her equipment, struggled desperately, and stretched out her hand out of the tunnel. People are buried inside.
Suffocation, darkness, the mud rushing to the throat and eyes, the kind of sour and smelly mud mixed with human blood, helmet rat bodily fluids, and radioactive fungi...
"Hey, Xiaoyue."
Wen Yue woke up suddenly. She saw her companions in front of her all looking back, and the warm beam of light illuminated her half-body that was eroded by darkness.
"You go ahead, Xiaoyue, I am the queen." Shen Xu patted Wen Yue on the shoulder and said.
Wen Yue digitized the hand-drawn map given by Wu Ding, connected it to the subway map of the Security Bureau, passed through several privately excavated tunnels, and waded through the flooded area before arriving at the Jiyuqiao platform, where Wu Ding mentioned the underground idol concert. .
The gang members guarding the platform were extremely well-equipped, including many military-grade prosthetics. Wen Yue's sunglasses scanned several gang tattoos in succession, and only then did he know that the gang's name was "Sachs Gang". Other information was unclear, and He Zhong, who had great supernatural powers, would give There is no special explanation in the data chip.
This subway tunnel leads to a very long distance and is very deep. Wen Yue and his group came up with this idea at the same time.
"Invitation card."
The female saxophone player waving to Wen Yue wears a royal blue mohawk, a pink and green short jacket on her upper body, and a miniskirt on her lower body. The large area of exposed prosthetic skin is shiny with latex or plastic, and the color is gaudy, like a plastic toy. baby.
After careful verification, the saxophone gang recognized a new band called "Rust Gold Pistol" guaranteed by legendary guitarist Wu Ding, and arranged for Wen Yue's band to premiere two hours later.
"Look around, there are good things here that are not available here." The female saxophone beater who looked like a doll found a pair of scissors and cut Wen Yue's black jacket and "tiger" short sleeves together to create a deep V. ,
The female thug opened the door of the show, and the noisy music broke through the shackles. She didn't know whether she was lamenting the beauty and coolness of her own place, or she was marveling at the white waves in front of her. In short, she said with satisfaction: "This is called art."
Art? What is art? To describe it in the most straightforward terms, it should be beauty that can be appreciated by most people. There are many kinds of beauty, and this moment is the beauty of chaos! The colorful beams of light are like a sudden thought, a bright moon, the rising and falling tide of the ignorant quiet lake. Regardless of everything, it breaks through the forest, covers the sea, rushes straight to the Antarctic glacier, and pursues King Kong and Godzilla along the unverifiable hollow in the center of the earth. traces!
On the gravity-induced stage, weightlessness and super-gravity intersect back and forth. The band rotates 360 degrees in the gravity cube and sings. There is no protective rope for bungee jumping, and no traction rope for astronauts to leave the cabin. Positive G acceleration and negative G loss velocity call them The naked eye sometimes looks red due to congestion, and sometimes looks black due to blood loss. The high-pitched and passionate Qin Wang Breaking Formation Music produced a pure sound of gold and iron fighting during the near-death experience, and the ancient Qiuci music from thousands of years ago was blended into the rebellious heavy metal rock of the post-apocalyptic era.
"The leader of the sect,
The prime minister will attack the rebellious ministers.
Xiange "Breaking Formation Music",
Let’s appreciate the peace people together. "
Emperor Taizong wears a golden dragon robe and is reflected in a gravity cube. The six horses of Zhaoling are holographically galloping on the map of Kunming in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. One hundred and twenty-eight musicians are projected throughout the venue, wearing armor and holding halberds, holding scrolls and practicing the Seven Virtues. Dance is within reach. Whether they were prosthetics or aliens, they all cheered happily as the brilliant female voice sang.
"The Four Seas Royal Style Quilt,
Thousands of years of virtue and clear water.
No more military clothes,
Success today! "
There were many former soldiers at the scene who had replaced their missing limbs with machines and flesh and blood. Under the stinky flood outlet of Zixia District, under the projection of the tassels on the skirts of the graceful beauties in Tang suits with cinnabar moles on their foreheads, their wings and Tang suits The galactic wings of beauties are born together, even if it is Wen Yue, standing in the turbulent crowd, they all agree in unison, singing and singing:
"The Lord opens the Changli calendar,
I am loyal to You.
You see, after the revolution,
Is it Taipingqiu? ! "
