mayfly era

Chen Li and Yan Qiang changed to a small hotel. He was a little worried that there were still fragments on the pipe. The dust-like fragments should have lost their electromagnetic interaction, but it is always right to be cautious.

"The first bureau just issued a new environmental protection law." Smoker said lying on the bed.

"Environmental protection law?" Chen Li took off his strange outfit with questionable occupation, and put on a set of light sportswear - which he just bought legally, and transformed himself into a young man who likes to run at night.

"It's the ban on paper and fire," Yan Qiang rubbed his brows, "It's covered with an environmental protection cover, when will they care about the life and death of trees."

"The best way is to eliminate the commercial law. They are so impatient, there should be other problems besides the arson issue," Chen Li asked, "Who has a problem with the economic network?"

"I don't know. Old Jiang just captured a video of the trial, which belongs to Shang Liming." Smoker said.

Chen Li let out a "hmm", he always wanted to avoid the smoking gun from having anything to do with the merchant.But he carefully observed the expression of the smoking gun, and found that the smoking gun was very calm, without even frowning.

He suddenly felt that he had underestimated the smoking gun. The smoking gun was not the kind of person who would drown in negative emotions.

"Have you seen it?" Chen Li asked.

"No, I'll wait for you to watch together." Smoker raised his hand to call Chen Li over.

They rented an upstairs lodging area of ​​a tavern, and the narrow room smelled of alcohol all the time, as if seeping through the walls.

The lighting was dim, and the bed was covered with a dark blue disposable sheet—it was not cotton, but a plastic sheet with a metallic luster.

The fair skin of the smoking gun wrapped in plastic sheeting is extra alluring.

The bed is a typical "fluid bed", slightly inclined from head to tail, presenting a wrapping state that is not in line with ergonomics.

Chen Li stepped onto the bed, and the bed sank slightly.

The video started to play in the window of the mobile phone. It was a surveillance video, not high-definition, obviously not the source material.

The old man in the wheelchair in the center of the screen is Shang Liming, whom Chen Li has seen before.

The ring-shaped interrogation stand was tightly wrapped around Shang Liming, and the atmosphere was oppressive and serious.

Shang Liming's head was tilted to one side, and his body was covered with lead-in threads of various lengths and colors. His whole figure was like a terminally ill marionette.

"Shang Liming, please refute your unexplained crime." A cold mechanical voice sounded, announcing the start of the interrogation. Although the "judges" sitting there were all living figures, they were expressionless, motionless, and extremely cold.

"It looks quite humane," Chen Li said, "at least it's still open to refutation."

Smoker chuckled lightly, and put his arms around his shoulders.

Shang Liming was slumped in a wheelchair, he turned his head around slowly and laboriously, a vague voice and drooling came out of his mouth, "That's...animal...experiment..."

"Please prove the authenticity of the speech." The mechanical voice sounded again, it was a very uncomfortable tone, so cold that it didn't seem like a human language, but the voice of hell's judgment.

"Experiment book..." Shang Liming seemed to be dying in a second, "Animal experiments..."

The lead-in wire on his body suddenly flashed electric light, and the old man trembled violently all over. He jumped out of the wheelchair and fell back into the wheelchair heavily.

Chen Li frowned.It turned out that it was not a medical lead-in line.

"Animal...uh...animal experimentation..."

Shang Liming's lips were moving slowly, and his face was full of sweat. Anyone who saw such an old and frail old man being tortured would feel unbearable, but the "judges" present were always like statues, motionless and indifferent. See.

The frequency and intensity of the electric shocks increased step by step, and Shang Liming's clothes were covered with blood, but he kept humming the words "animal experimentation" and refused to let go.

The secret interrogation lasted for nearly an hour, probably out of fear of electrocuting Shang Liming to death, a young doctor came to examine Shang Liming's body during the interrogation.

From the beginning to the end, there was only a mechanical sound to advance the process. More than a dozen judges sat silently with serious expressions. Until the end, the mechanical sound announced "the trial is over and the deliberation begins", and the video was interrupted.

"This old man has a tight mouth." Smoker commented.

"It's so strict, maybe it's the truth." Chen Li stretched out his hand and pulled the arm of the pipe from his back.

Halfway through watching, Yan Qiang adjusted his posture and naturally hugged Chen Li into his arms. Realizing that the two had watched the torture video for an hour in such a warm atmosphere, Yan Qiang scratched his head, "Hey, We should watch some romantic movie."

"Look for yourself, I'm going for a run." Chen Yue got up from the bed.

"what?"

"Just take a look at the situation."

"I'll go with you, the ghost knows you've gone to some amazing place by the way." The smoking gun also got up.

"Don't move around, I'm afraid you'll get blood while running."

With an expression of "you don't want to do things alone", Yan Qiang couldn't help but jumped out of bed and grabbed Chen Li's shoulder, "I don't care, wherever you go, you have to take me with you, otherwise you are not allowed to go."

"I'll go to Hongtu." Chen Li confessed honestly.Red soil means crime scene in their internal secret language.

"It's not a small risk for you to go there now." Smoker frowned.

"That one has just been locked up. He probably won't do much to protect himself recently. If he doesn't go now, he won't have a chance in the future." Chen Li had already walked to the door.

"What do you want to find in her rudder?" Smoker followed Chen Yue out the door.Wind rudder means laboratory.

"I want a video to prove that she really planted enough chips to eat, otherwise it would be difficult to win this game with just an iron shell." Chips mean resources and chips.

The content of the conversation between the two had to be coded. After all, this was outside, and it was not as safe as being in their own territory.

Smoker nodded, and the two went out together.

They walked on the streets of the central city at night, the snow was fine, and they were like countless metal particles in the air, shining with fine light.

From the block they were in, the "Central City Princess" could be seen from a distance. Today she did not dance, but put on a snow-white plush-trimmed winter coat. She was rubbing her hands in the fine snow, warming the cold red The cheeks look gentle and lovely.

"Where did you say Old Jiang captured the video?" Smoker muttered.

His problem is also Chen Li's problem. This kind of secret interrogation video should only be stored in the database of the second bureau. Unless it is made public, it will be difficult to leak out.

"I don't know, but the confidentiality level of Shang Liming's case is not too high, and the results of the deliberations have not been released." Chen Li paused and said, "I heard that Shang Liming has passed away, could it be that he was killed by the Second Bureau? "

Yan Qiang snorted coldly, "It's better to say that Quehe borrowed a knife to kill people than saying it was the work of the second bureau."

"It's the most economical way to push businessmen to take the blame," Chen Li said.

"They're all sinners, and it's not a pity to die." The voice of the smoking gun was cold.

Chen Li was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand to hold the hand of the smoking gun, holding the two hands that were hard from the cold, wondering if it would gradually heat up.

The smoking gun pulled Chen Li's hand to his lips and kissed it, at least the kiss was warm.

"Old Yan, I suddenly don't want to go." Chen Li said.

Smoker laughed, "What's the matter, you, you are the one who wants to do it, and you are the one who doesn't."

"I want to go back and sleep with the handsome guy." Chen Li said solemnly.

"Where is the handsome guy?" Smoker smiled even brighter.

"Is the boss downstairs not handsome enough?"

"Okay, you still have time to care about whether the boss downstairs is handsome or not!" Smoker raised his eyebrows, "...I remember correctly, that boss might be fifty if not sixty, you have enough taste. "

"He doesn't talk nonsense and looks exceptionally handsome." Chen Li said.

Yan Qiang hugged Chen Li's waist, so strong that he almost hugged Chen Li on the spot.

"...Fuck, don't burst the wound again!" Chen Li was caught off guard and could only hold Yan Qiang's shoulders. The two were so close that he almost kissed Yan Qiang on the cheek.

"It's about to collapse, my wife is going to run away with the uncle... oops!"

The bong was hit by a hammer on the head by Chen Li, and the eyes were full of gold stars, so white that a bright red suddenly appeared on the forehead that glowed at night.

"If you keep yelling, I will send you to see the King of Hades." Chen Li said with a cold face.

The smoking gun happened to be the unbelieving master, "Wife, where is Hades?"

Chen Li looked at this handsome rascal in front of him in the night, he couldn't get angry even if he wanted to, but this title was like fishy sweet cocoa syrup, and he always felt that he was not blessed to bear it.

After a while, Chen Li said, "Don't bark, I'm not used to it."

"You'll get used to it after listening to it a few times," Smoker said with a smile, "You still have to spend the rest of your life with me."

"Why is this still a lifetime buyout system?"

"Otherwise, who else do you want to have sex with? I'll kill one at a time." Smoker showed two rows of dangerous white teeth when he smiled.

"I think the boss downstairs is nice. He doesn't talk too much, and he doesn't go crazy... and he has wine to drink."

"Hey Chen Li, did you get into a fight with the uncle downstairs today?"

Chen Li casually gave a "hmm", pulled the pipe from his arm, held the hand of the pipe again and walked forward, "Let's go, let's go to the tower."

They walked through three or four blocks, and they could see the spire of No. 17 glass tower in the distance. Now it can no longer be called a glass tower, and all the glass-like shells have been peeled off, exposing the metal body inside.

The slightly slanted tower body is cold, like a long steel sword piercing the night sky.

No.17 glass tower, as the scene of Wen Liuzhi's murder, was tightly sealed, even if it was not sealed, it would be airtight - this is a former anti-aircraft turret, with a high-strength security system, even Cong Shanqin's The Robot Legion has used a large number of vibrators to only peel off the outer shell.

We must know that the amount of vibrators can instantly shake a [-]-meter-high building into ruins.

The two entered from the secret passage on the back side of No.17 glass tower. This secret passage is very hidden and connected to a small warehouse one block behind the glass tower.

The secret passage was very low, and the two could only sneak in with their waists bowed. After walking for a while, Chen Li touched the security door connecting the secret passage to the glass tower.

There is an AI reception system similar to the gate by the door, and the screen is completely black at this time.

It was from here that Chen Li entered the tower to stand by, and then climbed to the top floor to meet the smoking gun.

But after Onew's death, the ai and the access system were all locked—so the end of the robot legion's tentacles were burned at the holographic door.

--------------------

The author has something to say:

I will ask for a day off tomorrow (Dogeza