binary dead train

Chapter 61 Neighbors
It is currently around four o'clock in the afternoon, and there is still a lot of time before the opening of the Big Bird Bar. It just so happens that Turing can make some more decorations around the house, and then go to the hospital to solve the problem of grandpa's surgery fee, just in time to visit grandpa's Physical conditions.

But not in a hurry.

Turing popped up the molecular deciphering line, connected to his mobile phone, and performed daily routine brain exercises, which were his daily compulsory homework for the past few days.

My mind skillfully walks through the mobile phone, routinely inspects the programs and data in it, and then tries to pass through several ports through the home wireless network. After searching for a while in the huge data stream, I just tasted it.

After several days of practice, Turing has now mastered the threshold of the amount of information the brain can withstand.

If it's just a mobile phone or a single electrical appliance, he can quickly read all the data in it.Simple local area network, he can effortlessly traverse the data inside and search for data.

But once he passes through the wireless network, or directly connects to the network cable at home with a molecular deciphering cable, the ocean containing a huge amount of information will quickly overwhelm him.

Fortunately, although you can't surf directly, you can also pick up shells on the beach.

Maybe there will be other technologies that can enhance the efficiency of nerves and brains in the future, but from the current point of view, Turing can only practice slowly and adapt gradually.

If you want to break through the central computer firewall of the Huguang organization like last time and read all the data in it, you can do it at any time regardless of health damage.

But the consequences were more serious. From that time on, Turing's early symptoms were nosebleeds and severe dizziness.In the next few days, his nose would be blocked from time to time, and he would breathe out forcefully, and a translucent jelly would flow out, which was clear, colorless and odorless. Turing kept some with a tissue and asked the doctor. Only then did I realize that it was cerebrospinal fluid.

This made him more careful when using the molecular deciphering line in the future, not to randomly touch some network ports with a large amount of data, and try to only conduct intrusion exercises in the local area network.

Sitting on the sofa, Turing took a deep breath and withdrew from the connection to the phone.

Looking at the cloudy sky and the strong wind outside the window, Turing changed into thicker clothes, put the clothes he wore as a gray fox into a suitcase and went out.

Strolling on the sidewalk, Turing scanned the slightly empty streets around him, looking for areas where he could plant daughter bodies as sentinels.A vendor pushing a hot dog stand passed him.

The peddler has brown curly hair, a few freckles on the high bridge of the nose, and the corners of his eyes are slightly drooping. He is wearing an orange-yellow work apron from a franchise store vendor and a square cap on his head.

Even though the weather was very cold, the peddler felt the heat inside his clothes because of pushing the cart, so he tugged at his neckline.

"Clap!"

With a soft sound, a can of red ketchup fell from the cart. Turing stopped, picked it up and handed it to him amidst the accented thank you.

In the past few days, the mechanical bugs have already covered a certain area around them, and Turing distributed them within a range of 500 meters according to the general condition of the block.

And through the vision and sound transmitted by the mechanical bugs, he also learned the general conditions of several "neighbors" nearby.

Looking at the focus from low to high, the first is the peddler.

He is not from Muguo and lives in a rental house two blocks away from Turing. He will set up a stall at the door of the rental house every morning, near a bookstore at noon, and come near Turing's house in the evening.Running around for a living every day, pushing a hot dog stand.

Say goodbye to peddlers and buy a cheese dog with homegrown dog-style sausage at their sales pitch.

Since the nearby restaurants are not too close, and Turing doesn't like fast-food fried food, he has been ordering takeaway recently, and sometimes buys hot dogs from hawkers, and he is quite familiar with him.

Turing walked for half a block and stopped.

On the opposite side of the two-lane street, there is an older-looking building, which is a more traditional western-style building. It has been broken in many places and was supplemented by the owner with iron materials, plus grayish-yellow traces and dead plants above. , looks rather shabby.

This is a bookstore, and there is an elderly librarian in it. From time to time, there will be Muguo students who come from eight hundred miles away to work part-time here, and the faces change every day.

When I moved a few days ago, Turing signed for a batch of mechanical theory books ordered online. I also visited this bookstore these days and bought some old books.

Turing thought for a while, walked into the alley next to him, and planted a seed in a hidden place behind the wall.

Going out of the alley from the other side, there are two tattooed men smoking at the entrance of the alley, wearing black leather clothes, with thick and reflective punk haircuts, one of them has a black and white tattoo of a skull on the lower half of his face, in a very arrogant way Eyes aimed at Turing past them.

There is a motorcycle club in this area, which is the stronghold of a road gang called "Wild Wind".

These two black leather men are also gang members.

But this group of people never collects protection fees on Xiajin Street, and they don’t do much robbery and theft. However, this group of people has another characteristic, that is, street car racing at night.

According to observations over the past few days, this group of people conducted a total of 38 car races.Nine games were played during the day and 9 games were played at night.However, it is not on Xiajin Street, but on the edge of Dongyan District (the city where Xiajin Street is located), where there are several tracks belonging to the Storm Gang, and it is forbidden to allow any vehicles to pass after 29pm. If you want to pass by force , the other party will forcibly charge the owner of the "event interference compensation".

But if a police car passes by at night, the Storm Gang will quickly stop occupying the road, but it will not end the game for this, and will even chase the police car in the suburbs.

One night, Turing observed the starting point of the opponent's track through the mechanical bug for a period of time, and found that the driver who escaped from the police would win the reward of the Storm Gang, who were proud of racing the police car.

Walking to the entrance of a large shop full of various motorcycles, Turing saw all kinds of exhibition motorcycles through the glass wall. The one occupying the C position was a tall modified motorcycle painted in Pikachu yellow. Composed of color blocks, full of mechanical sense.

Under the car, there is also a striking label, written in crooked Mandarin and English:

【Evil dog BOY's car】

Although he didn't know what the trend was, Turing still planted eight phantom limbs around this gang, and arranged for some mechanical bugs to take care of them.

"Hey, boy. Want a car?"

As soon as he came out of an alley after planting the seeds, a strong man in a patent leather vest at the door of the motorcycle shop sprayed a puff of smoke at him from a distance.

"no thank you."

Turing refused and was about to leave for the next area.

But what he didn't expect was that the strong man walked up quickly and called Turing.

"Are you new here? I haven't seen you around here before."

The strong man was wearing a pair of sunglasses, a black turban on his head, and a part of his beard was missing, making him look a little funny.

The upper body is naked except for a patent leather vest with colorful black, revealing muscular tattooed arms and abdominal muscles. An electronic cigarette is sandwiched between black half-fingered gloves with a green LED light on it.

"What's the matter?" Turing thought that the other party was looking for trouble, and frowned.

Then this suspected shop owner opened his mouth and chattered a lot.

When this strong man spoke, he had a distorted accent, which made Turing unable to understand what he was talking about.

After listening to him talking alone for about 3 minutes, Turing understood what the man meant.

Roughly speaking, this store sells cars. If you are interested in locomotives and modified cars, you can buy them from him.And also mysteriously told Turing that they have beautiful women and car races every night, and there are several tonight, and asked him if he wanted to go and see, and he could also participate in the gambling game, but he had to buy spectator tickets.

Turing immediately blushed, and declined the other party's proposal with some amusement.

Then the owner of the motorcycle shop pestered Turing to ask him if he could buy a battery car, and they also sold it here.

After some chatting, Turing realized that because Xiajin Street is empty and located in the suburbs of Dongyan District, besides selling modified cars and engaging in gangs, this motorcycle shop is also a local scooter tycoon...

Sure enough, there are companies behind the support...

After declining the gang boss's proposal many times, Turing was able to get away.

"However, it's time to get a car. Who would have thought that as a mercenary, I would even use Didi to arrest people..."

Taking a last look at the motorcycle shop, Turing continued to spread phantom limbs around, including the entire Xiajin Street.

In addition to the above nearby surrounding buildings, there are rental houses, shopping malls, various small shops and foreign restaurants, fast food restaurants and gas stations, etc...

After completely covering the area with phantom limbs, Turing took an online car-hailing car to go to the hospital, but he was speechless when he saw the order received by the other party twelve kilometers away.

"The traffic in this place is really inconvenient."

So Turing sat in the waiting station made of steel and waited quietly, and closed his eyes to check the inspection of the mechanical bugs.

But at this moment, a voice called it back to the eyes.

"Mr Turing?"

Opening his eyes, a disabled person who lost his legs slid towards Turing pushing a wheelchair.

　Well, wait for another chapter.I recovered a lot today
To make a digression, in fact, CSF rhinorrhea is usually caused by rhinitis, nasal injury or cranial injury. It is said that the theory is that it flows from the bone crevice, and there are other reasons that are not clear.

I wrote this thing here, probably because I have missed it for several years...

　
(End of this chapter)