[Detroit] No Paradise

Joshua played with a pack of cigarettes he had just bought, and sat on a bench at the corner of the street, listening to the people in the square playing guitar and singing.

On the skyscraper he was facing, there was an advertisement for artificial life, and the huge display screen was introducing the latest model of bionics.But Joshua's mind kept thinking about the guy who broke into his temporary residence a week ago.

Calm, self-possessed, rational.Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his color, and under the threat of death, there was no fear and unnecessary emotions.His delicate and beautiful face and clear eyes with a metallic coldness unique to machinery are inexplicably attractive to Joshua.

"Connor..." Joshua raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, he took out the cigarette in his hand, shook out one and stuffed it into his mouth.

He hadn't seen such an interesting person for a long time.

"Joshua?" He was thinking about where to borrow a light, when a hesitant voice came from behind him.

Joshua turned to look at the man who called his name.

"It's really you! Brat, you disappeared without a word for half a year!" The gray-haired man in a hippie-style jacket came over from behind him, sat beside him, and patted Joshua on the shoulder hard. "I thought you died outside."

"Hank?" Joshua raised his eyebrows. "not going to work today?"

"I go to work whenever I like." The old man said quite proudly.

"That's just right, let's borrow some fire." Joshua became so addicted to cigarettes that even ten tubes of sedatives couldn't suppress him, so he must smoke this cigarette.

"Smoking in a place like this, do you want to get into trouble?" Hank slapped the cigarette from Joshua's fingers with a slap. "At such a young age, your fucking addiction to smoking is greater than that of an old smoker."

"Nicotine is a good thing." Joshua was also not angry, and picked up the cigarette from the ground with a smile. "I can't live without it."

Hank couldn't laugh anymore, he frowned, watched Joshua wipe the dust off the cigarette with his hands, and asked seriously, "...you didn't touch those things, did you?"

"What?" Joshua put the cigarette back into his pocket, pretending not to understand Hank's words.

"Stop playing dumb, you know what I'm talking about." Hank said bluntly.

Joshua smiled, "Red ice? To be honest, I really want to taste it..."

Before he finished speaking, Hank grabbed his collar and pressed him hard on the bench. There was a muffled sound when his back collided with the bench. One can imagine how powerful this blow was. .

Hank was obviously suppressing his anger, and his voice was lowered a lot: "Joshua Herbert, if you dare to touch that kind of thing, I will be the first to kill you!"

Joshua, who was strangled by his collar, was a little short of breath, but he didn't make any resistance, but said helplessly: "Hank, we haven't seen each other for so long, do you use this as a greeting?"

Hank glared viciously at the guy whose collar he had grabbed, let go of his hand for a while, sighed helplessly, and sat back beside Joshua.

"I can't control you." Hank shrugged. After calming down, he knew that Joshua was probably talking about it, and the possibility of actually taking drugs is very small. "It's up to you, just don't play yourself to death."

"It's a bit difficult for me to play myself to death." Joshua smiled so smugly that Hank wanted to slap him when he saw it.This kind of expression like a local ruffian made the eccentric deputy captain of the Detroit criminal police extremely upset.

But he also had to admit that what this kid said was the truth, it was really hard for him to play himself to death.

Just imagine, a young man who has already been a mercenary on the battlefield, killed blood in the hail of bullets, and crawled out of hell with the corpse of his comrade on his back, how can his will be easily defeated.

"Why did you come to Detroit?" Hank asked.This kid is less adaptable to modern technology than he is. Detroit, a city full of bionics, should not please him.

"I don't know." Joshua took out the cigarette again. Even if he couldn't smoke, it would be good to put it under his nose and smell it. "Just buy a ticket and come."

"Don't contact me when you come, the brat is really in a mess." Hank muttered. "You're old too, maybe you can talk about a girlfriend or something."

After hearing this, Joshua was silent for a while, and Connor's beautiful expressionless face suddenly appeared in his mind.

Hank also noticed the thoughtful expression on Joshua's face, and he understood it in seconds, and bumped him with a smirk: "What? Did you see someone right?"

Joshua glared at Hank angrily, "You're old and not serious."

The old and the young were chatting happily when a sudden noise from the side caught their attention.

"What are these idiots doing?" Joshua frowned as he looked at a group of guys holding signs and standing loudly in the square.The noise disturbed him.

"Protest." Hank leaned on the bench and snorted disdainfully. "A group of guys who have been robbed of their jobs by bionics...have you read the news? Detroit's unemployment rate is 38%, and it is normal for this kind of mass protest to happen."

"Then it's not bad that you're old, you didn't get robbed of your job by the bionics." Joshua patted Hank on the shoulder and said half-jokingly.

"Don't mention it." Hank poohed, as if remembering something that made him extremely uncomfortable. "The higher ups sent me a fucking android, and then dumped all the messy cases of the abnormal android on my head...fuck the android."

Joshua raised his eyebrows: "That's really cruel, it seems that you will be busy in the next period of time."

"I've been busy... oh my god, are these idiots fucking trying to rebel?" Hank frowned as he looked in the direction of the noisy crowd just now.

Joshua looked over.

From his angle, he could see a man with a box in his hand, surrounded by the group of protesters, some even raised their hands at him, pushing and shoving.And the person being bullied just protected the box in his hand, and had no intention of resisting at all.

"..." Joshua frowned, suddenly a cloud of anger surged in his heart, and he didn't know whether this anger was bullying the protesters, or the person who was bullied was submissive.He took a deep breath, put the cigarette in his jacket pocket, and stood up.

"Hey, you..." Before Hank had time to say anything, Joshua had already walked towards the crowd, leaving old Hank alone, and muttered angrily, "Oh, hell..."

Joshua strode over, pushed the people in front of him away, and glanced at the slogans written on the signs of the protesters:

"Reject bionics!"

"Androids took my job!"

"Androids are destroying our world!"

Surrounded by this group of cult-like people with crazy faces, the person fell to the ground, curled up to protect the box in his arms.He tried to stand up, but was stepped on his back by a foot from nowhere, and fell back to the ground heavily again.His face was facing the ground, and Joshua couldn't see his face and expression clearly.

This seemingly useless posture made Joshua even more irritable. He stepped forward and pushed away the guy who was about to kick the unlucky ghost, and pulled the bullied person up.

His actions obviously angered those protesters who took pleasure in bullying others, especially the man who was pushed by him. This push made him almost fall to the ground, which formed a sharp contrast with his airy appearance just now. In contrast, being in full view made him feel like a clown.

"Let's see which messenger of justice wants to help this plastic garbage out?" He said fiercely, but he didn't dare to go forward. The opponent's strength is obviously not on the same level as his own, just his height It caused extreme pressure on him.

Joshua frowned slightly when he heard the word "plastic waste", and glanced at the person beside him who was pulled up by him.

The LED light on the latter's right temple glows blue, calming.

Androids... no wonder.

But the insulting connotation of the word "plastic trash" made Joshua very uncomfortable. He had very little contact with androids, except for the stupid John who broke into his house and asked him for help, and only Connor up.Except for the internal structure of the body, the two did not make him aware of the difference from humans, let alone use the insulting word "plastic waste" to describe them.

Joshua has a bad temper, and whoever makes him unhappy will make that person ten times more unhappy.

"Who the hell are you calling plastic trash? Trash stuff."

He put on a mocking smile, grinned, and the disdain in his tone was almost overflowing. His eyes didn't seem to be looking at people, but they were looking at garbage.

The protesters who had just lost their jobs were in a very irritated mood. Suddenly, a guy came out of nowhere to stand up for the bionics, and even made insulting remarks to them. How could this be tolerated?And the opponent was alone, how could he have the courage to fight against so many of them?

The guy who took the lead in beating the bionic man immediately rushed forward, trying to grab Joshua by the collar.The protesters next to them were also gearing up. Since the bionics were not allowed to beat them, and a person suddenly appeared here and came to their guns, it was no wonder that they were beaten.

Joshua dodged the pull slightly, and snorted softly, "I've already been pulled by my collar once today, and I don't intend to let it be pulled a second time."

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the attacker's wrist. The sound of the wrist joint being removed was so soft that it could hardly be heard in the noisy square, but this did not affect the scream of the person whose joint was removed. pierced the eardrums of those around:

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!!"

Joshua also frowned at the exaggerated scream, and kicked the coward in the stomach, kicking him far away.

The security guard at the side noticed that the situation had escalated, so he ran over quickly, pointed at Joshua and shouted, "Hey, how did you hit someone!?"

Joshua glanced at the security guard coldly, squeezed his fists, and the sound of knuckles squeezed made everyone's teeth ache.Obviously, the security guard also found that the fierce-looking guy in front of him was not easy to provoke, and immediately vented most of his anger after roaring aggressively.

"Leave it to me." Only then did Hank run over and show the security guard his ID from the Detroit Police Department.The security guard was eager for someone to step down the steps for him, so he nodded quickly, didn't dare to say a word, and ran away without looking back.

"It's really old, Uncle Hank. It took me a long time to get here." Joshua changed his murderous look just now and said with a smile.

Hank glared at Joshua angrily: "You are so capable, why don't you grow wings to go to the sky? That's faster!"

"Don't tell me, it's always been my dream to be able to fly." Joshua continued to smile, as if he couldn't hear the sarcasm in Hank's tone.

Hank shook his head helplessly, thinking in his heart that this stinky boy did whatever he wanted, and he really has the ability to not put himself in prison until now.He looked at the people who were still wailing on the ground and the stunned protesters, and he casually flashed his police officer ID: "They're all scattered, don't gather here, who is this...you drag him away , find a doctor."

Joshua stood aside and looked at the bionic man he had saved.

The bionic man stood there straight, holding a black box tightly in his hand, Joshua couldn't tell what was inside from the outside.His complexion is dark, he looks like a mixed race, and his appearance is tough and handsome. Even though his face is also expressionless, it can give people a kind of perseverance of a sharp blade wrapped tightly in a scabbard for no reason. feel.

The android was also looking at Joshua, and he said, "Thank you."

Joshua raised his eyebrows: "Instead of thanking me, why don't you think about how to protect yourself next time you encounter this situation."

The android didn't respond to Joshua's words, he bowed slightly to Joshua before turning and leaving.Joshua squinted his eyes and looked at the LED light of the bionic man, which had turned yellow and flickered very quickly, as if some high-intensity system calculation was being carried out.

"I like the look in this guy's eyes." Joshua looked at the back of the bionic man, showing a rather meaningful smile.His mood suddenly improved, at least he knew that he did not save a waste in vain.

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