Raven

Fei Jiu looked very spiritual, Zhao Qiaosheng was dubious.

The communication on the first day of VT-79 ended with the cry of the little black ball.In the next few days, Zhao Qiaosheng didn't see Wei Yanchuan very much.

The convenience store is operating as usual relying on the intelligent system, while the boss sleeps in the dark in the room.

Zhao Qiaosheng can usually only see Wei Yanchuan at mealtimes. He is wearing a large round-neck T-shirt and a pair of navy blue beach pants. few.

The loose clothes made Wei Yanchuan look even thinner. He sat at the table eating, and when he arched his back, the clothes on his back showed the shape of a spine.

But Zhao Qiaosheng could tell that Wei Yanchuan's complexion was getting better day by day, the convenience store owner really didn't need to worry about others, and could take care of himself.

So Zhao Qiaosheng thought, Wei Yanchuan resented others approaching when he had an attack, maybe the danger was only one of the reasons, and he didn't want others to see him in a mess.

The owner of the convenience store, who has been ill for a long time, uses his own methods to recuperate his body so that he doesn't show up, but the fat chirp he raises flies up and down the convenience store on the two floors all day long.

Customers who come to the convenience store for self-service shopping will make fun of it when they see it, and many little girls will buy a package of snacks and crush it to feed it.

Zhao Qiaosheng saw it many times, and when he met Wei Yanchuan at mealtime, he smiled and praised it: "This is a living sign in your store."

Fat Jiu is very human, and also very vengeful.

Zhao Qiaosheng had nothing to do in VT-79, he wanted to tease Fei Jiu when he was very bored, but he bought those girls' snacks to please Fei Jiu, but the other party only yelled at him, puffed out his chest and acted disdainfully, He flapped his wings and flew away, as if the uncle was not bribed.

With Wei Yanchuan present, Fei Jiu restrained himself a lot. Hearing Zhao Qiao's voice praise him, he turned his head away, still annoyed.

Wei Yanchuan bent his fingers and scratched it with his knuckles. Fat Jiu was rubbed comfortably, and he squinted his eyes in enjoyment, and couldn't care less about getting angry with Zhao Qiaosheng.

The owner of the convenience store finally recovered after a few days of rest. He invited Zhao Qiaosheng to have a supper together: "Give me a chance to be a landlord. There is a good barbecue nearby."

Zhao Qiaosheng happily agreed.

The barbecue stand recommended by Wei Yanchuan was on the food stall street. As night fell, the cramped snack street gradually became lively.

It's really not a high-end place, it's not even tidy, neither hygiene nor security is much better, the trash can in the corner is so full that it's overflowing, the wall of the plastic bucket is thick with old grease, Can't tell what color it was originally.

Beggars, who are as hygienic as trash cans, are digging through trash, while diners who eat too much and are drunk are leaning on the wall and throwing up.

However, with a distance of five or six meters, the people sitting on the plastic benches should eat and drink without being affected in the slightest.

All kinds of smells may be floating around, but the smell of barbecue completely covers them, staring at the grill in front of the store just feels greedy.

Wei Yanchuan was very familiar with this place, so he asked Zhao Qiaosheng to occupy a seat in front of the barbecue stall, and said to the owner of the barbecue stall, "Two people, look at it", and then ran to the next door to order sixties.

Wei Yanchuan is familiar with this place, and the people here are also familiar with him. The handsome young man in an apron who is killing fish diagonally across from him greets Wei Yanchuan: "Hey, old Wei, long time no see."

Wei Yanchuan raised his hand in response: "Two bottles of beer."

The boy turned his head and shouted into the store: "Mom, Boss Wei delivered two bottles of beer to the barbecue stand!"

"Understood." With a reply, the rich lady boss came out with two bottles of beer, and accurately found the table where Zhao Qiaosheng was.

Zhao Qiao opened the terminal: "How much?"

The proprietress waved her hand, not worried at all about someone reneging on the bill: "I'll pay after eating."

After a while, Wei Yanchuan came back with sixtieth armor, with a plastic bag still hooked on his finger, inside was fried crispy yellow croaker, he beckoned to the boy who had already taken off his apron, "Liyuan, let's eat together."

Liyuan ran over in a few steps, and when he got close, he was unusually handsome, with an oval face and big, round eyes.

Out of the corner of his eye Zhao Qiao saw a black shadow flashing behind him, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be a tail.

Liyuan caught his gaze, and flicked her tail again: "Aren't you a celestial master, why are you making such a fuss?"

Zhao Qiaosheng: "How do you know I'm a celestial master?"

"Smell." Li Yuan looked at him suspiciously, "You smell like a celestial master...don't you?"

"I am." Zhao Qiao laughed, "But your level is so poor that you can't tell that you are a monster at all."

"No wonder you don't smell as strong as Boss Wei's..." Li Yuan muttered, then patted the table and said dissatisfiedly, "What do you mean by your low level? I can't tell if I'm a monster, it's obvious that I'm a good person because of my high level." Well!"

Wei Yanchuan smiled: "Okay, okay, it's because you are amazing."

"It's too perfunctory!" Liyuan yelled and grabbed the plastic bag, "I need the little yellow croaker's comfort!"

Wei Yanchuan pushed the plastic bag over, then picked up the beer, rubbed the mouths of the two beer bottles, opened the lids, but without using the cups, he directly gave the bottle Zhao Qiaosheng, and sipped the foam from the mouths of the bottles.

Zhao Qiao thanked him.

Seeing Zhao Qiaosheng, Wei Yanchuan was a little dazed: "The resettlement space, of course, must be resettled by any race." Then he reached out and rubbed the raccoon's round head buried in fish, "He has stayed in human society since birth, of course he is like people."

Zhao Qiao laughed, took a sip of beer, and didn't explain that he was not in a daze because of Liyuan's race, but because of what he said that he smelled like Wei Yanchuan.

The little black bird squatted on the table, Liyuan tore the fish meat for it to eat, the fat bird was especially not satisfied, and took a piece of sixty-year-old meat from Wei Yanchuan's chopsticks from time to time.

While eating the meat, it kept turning its head to look at the beer.

Zhao Qiaosheng: "Does it want to drink?"

Wei Yanchuan refused straight away: "This one won't work, you can feed it with barbecue."

The little black bird was lost, and the unreliable Zhao Tianshi didn't want to lose his mind, so he asked directly: "Is it also a monster?"

Liyuan looked up at him, and then quickly glanced at Wei Yanchuan.

Wei Yanchuan shook his head: "It's not." However, he didn't say what the little black bird is.

At this moment, someone called them: "Wei Yanchuan? Zhao Qiaosheng?"

The two turned their heads when they heard the sound, and saw Lu Wei walking over with a bag of fried skewers: "Heal?"

Wei Yanchuan dragged a chair out and invited her to sit: "Okay."

There was only one square table, and there was no one left on the last side. Lu Wei didn't sit down, and asked directly: "Then make an appointment? I won't stay here for too long."

Wei Yanchuan nodded, and caught the little black bird jumping towards the fried skewers: "It's late today, how about tomorrow morning?"

"Okay," Lu Wei agreed straightforwardly, took out a fried skewer from the bag, and tentatively brought it to the little black bird's mouth, "Can it eat this? What time will it be tomorrow?"

Wei Yanchuan let go, and let the little black bird bite into the fried skewers: "Don't waste your time, let's go to my shop or yours at 9 o'clock?"

"Come to my place, and I'll send you the address." There are too many surveillance cameras in convenience stores, and it's better for Zhang Minze to be less caught by surveillance cameras.

Zhao Qiao raised his head: "Speaking of which, what about Zhang Minze?"

"at home."

"You came out alone?" Zhao Qiao recalled Zhang Minze's sense of disobedience, "Aren't you afraid that he will run away?"

Lu Wei, who was feeding the little black bird, unconsciously showed the same smile as the girls feeding Fat Chirp in the convenience store.Hearing Zhao Qiaosheng's question, the smile on her face disappeared suddenly, showing a confident expression: "If you want to run, you have already run away."

After the barbecue was served, Wei Yanchuan greeted Lu Wei again: "Let's have something together?"

After Lu Wei finished feeding the little black bird, he didn't plan to stay any longer, so he took out a tissue to wipe his hands: "I won't bother you, see you tomorrow morning."

Zhao Qiaosheng waved his hand to bid her farewell. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Wei Yanchuan paying for the barbecue on the terminal, and suddenly realized another problem.

Homeless people have no terminals, and Lu Wei has no means of online payment.

But obviously, she had a pretty good life these days, and she was not short of money at all.

Then there is only one possibility left: "Can tokens be used here?"

Tokens are physical currencies and are not issued publicly. They are generally used in control areas where even terminal signals must be shielded.It is not surprising that there are homeless people, but the strange thing is that VT-79 can be used.

There is only one place to use tokens outside the restricted area: "Is this a safe haven?"

Homeless people, hunters, pirates, or people with special missions who are inconvenient to reveal their identities will reduce the use of terminals as much as possible.

But in order to break the barriers between shelters, races, and nine seats, and for long-term stability, the parliament vigorously promotes the Internet of Everything. At present, everyone’s life is inseparable from terminals, especially consumption. All payments are made online.

A place that allows offline, anonymous payment, and convenient hiding is called a safe haven.

Zhao Qiao took a sip of his wine, and asked Wei Yanchuan in a low voice, regardless of the presence of Liyuan, "You open a convenience store in Haven?"

The safe haven hides from the parliament, and the convenience store is the eyes of the parliament. It is very dangerous to open a store here. The death rate of the safe haven convenience store owner is not much different from that of a hunter who has been doing tricks all year round.

"Should the person who made this arrangement for you show some shame?"

Zhao Qiaosheng was asked to retire to the second line because of his injury, but his salary increased when he changed to a leisurely position, which was obviously an honorary support.

Wei Yanchuan didn't make a mistake, he was also injured and changed his guard, why did he come to such a dangerous place?He didn't pass the psychological evaluation, shouldn't he be placed in a peaceful environment?

Wei Yanchuan smiled, with a subtle expression: "I chose it myself. At the beginning, I pulled a list, and this convenience store was the one with the lowest turnover. Then I checked VT-79, placement space, turnover It's normal, I thought it was very leisurely, so I came here."

Zhao Qiaosheng suppressed anger in his voice: "You don't know, the people who approve it don't know? They don't persuade you?"

"I persuaded, but I didn't change it. At that time, I wanted to go back to the engineering team and they refused to let me go, and my condition was not very stable, so I got stuck." Wei Yanchuan bit the skewer, and when he looked down, his eyelashes twitched. The shadow formed a beautiful fan shape, echoing the small triangular shadow area under the inner corner of the eye, outlining a pair of thick and colorful eyes, "You also know that I have some background, choosing this place did not violate any regulations, and the people above dare not change it casually." My volunteer."

He raised his eyes, swallowed what was in his mouth, and laughed loudly at Zhao Qiao: "If you come, let it be, I don't think there is anything wrong with it."

Zhao Qiaosheng was angry: "Do you have a tendency to abuse yourself?"

"I've always thought so." Wei Yanchuan wiped his hands with a paper towel, and his slow movements seemed to be thoughtful, "There is no such thing as a really simple job, and there is no project that is completely impossible to succeed. It all depends on your ability. If you don’t have the ability, you will not invest in it.”

The author has something to say: You can watch it the day after tomorrow, I don’t know when I will be home tomorrow...