Cyber ​​psychosis is my girlfriend

"There is another account..."

David didn't quite understand where this unnamed blank account came from, "Why so much money?"

There is a full five-figure deposit on it.

Although I don't know how it came about, it must have something to do with my mother.

He couldn't help looking at the package he brought back from the hospital.

His college uniform, which had been washed clean, was neatly stacked beside him.

"But the cost of hospitalization like this is still not enough, the difference is more than doubled, what should I do..."

David left the table with a headache.

I opened my mother's bag.

The first is an EMT coat.

Although my mother works in the emergency medical technology department (EMTD) of the medical center, she doesn't even buy the minimum employee insurance, so she can only rely on a little "benefit" that is better than nothing to offset the cost of treatment.

Even so, the huge gap still cannot be closed.

"Ok?"

what is this?

Opening the coat, a pack of dirty and bloody plastic bags was being wrapped in it.

What was packed inside was a cable-shaped metal object like an annelid, and the seams were still emitting green fluorescence.

after awhile.

"Doctor, did you see the photo I posted? But I have to say first, I was devastated by the version upgrade you gave me!"

David said angrily.

"Well, you also know that I have already told you in advance that upgrading is risky and modification needs to be cautious. Hehe, this is what you promised yourself, and now it cannot be blamed on me."

A familiar voice came over the phone.

"never mind."

David sighed, "It's a military-grade implant... right?"

"uh-huh."

"Suppose I want to sell, how much do you think I can sell?"

"You want to sell?"

"Just... hypothetical."

"Um... this is..."

On the other side, in a small clinic surrounded by darkness, the surrounding instruments are emitting faint indicator lights, and occasionally there is a slight current humming through.

"Up to two...well, ten thousand...it can't be more."

"Impossible, the price will definitely not be that low!"

David said in disbelief, "This is military grade, don't lie to me, those civilian equipment are more than this recycling price."

"You know, this thing is hard to sell, and not many people use it, so it's normal for the price to be low. If I can't sell it, it will fall into my own hands."

The prosthetic doctor obviously had something to say.

"Anyway..."

"I can't help it, I'm also very embarrassed ~ up to [-], if you like it, sell it or not, or you can find someone else."

The other party still maintains this conclusion.

"Hmph, okay, forget it, I get it! I won't help you promote Black Chaomeng in the academy anymore, don't even think about it!"

David stood up abruptly, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and suddenly said loudly and forcefully.

After speaking, without giving the other party a chance, he immediately hung up the phone.

call--

"What a bastard."

David cursed angrily, then looked at the package of implants, "Treat me for a fool..."

How could this thing be so cheap? !

Since you won't help me, I'll find my own way.

After a while, dynamic music played in the computer, and he stepped on the floor rhythmically while pressing his face in front of the computer screen.

"It's a Sean Westin..."

His eyes flicked back and forth between the rows and columns of words and pictures.

"No serial number or anything...should be military grade, that's all? Really?"

The eyes go back and forth between the searched pictures and the things on the desktop.

"Fortunately, I didn't do the implant network authentication. This thing must be illegal, but don't care."

"Um……"

"What are the parameters of this fucking meow? The performance is too powerful..."

Compared with several ordinary commercially available models, David was stunned by the built-in indicators of this prosthesis.

"This completely blows up the rubbish on the market!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt angry.

"That prosthetic doctor must be fooling me. There's no way this kind of thing is only worth [-] yuan."

But where to get rid of it?

The body that had been tense because of the anger just now softened again, and sighed while lying on the back of the chair that was riding backwards.

I don't know any way at all, the only one I know is that black-hearted guy.

Do you want to take this prosthetic body elsewhere?

But if it wasn't someone he knew, would he just take away his things?

David shuddered at the thought of those gangsters running around in the streets, and the scavengers hiding underground.

"What about the middleman?"

After a moment of silence, David gave up the choice himself.

"How is it possible, people won't talk to me at all..."

Sigh, still sigh.

I thought about several options in one breath, but I denied them one by one. This is nothing more frustrating.

He buried his head in his arms and shook his head helplessly.

If only I was one of those powerful big shots, I definitely don't have to worry about where to sell them.

"I'm really envious... No, if it was that kind of person, he wouldn't have worried about medical expenses from the very beginning!"

David was a little mad.

If I have the ability to make money, I don't have to stay here in a dilemma.

Even if you do the same job as your mother,...

For some reason, when he thought of making money, a figure from behind suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

If you are a violent terrorist mobile team, you definitely don't have to worry about this.

He can even command the trauma team and the medical center...

Well, if pointing a gun counts as commanding.

No, if it was them, they would definitely be able to directly kill those animal gangs who started shooting randomly on the road and killed a bunch of people.

David rested his chin on the back of the chair, shifted the weight of his head from his neck to the chair, and stared blankly at the colorful night scene outside the window, a little lost in thought.

It was very dark in the room.

The tall buildings in the city center of the night and the towering advertising beams form a scene under the skyline in the distance.

He lives in the super skyscraper H4 in the Santo Domingo Valley area. Although it is a slightly old house because it was built earlier, the space is still ample.

The equipment at home is also emitting a slight blue light, making this night a bit icy cold in terms of temperature and tone.

Terrorist Mobile Squad...

It was they who killed the cheap hospital near their home.

They were the ones who took out the gangsters in the shootout on the bridge again.

Or they killed that cyber lunatic on that rainy night, no, yesterday...

It only took less than three seconds.

When David thought of this, his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

The chill began to climb up from the tailbone, and then spread radially throughout the whole body, making him start to shiver uncontrollably.

That speed is too terrifying.

And those two dog-leg knives cut him, or the viewer, into pieces in an instant.

Terrorist Mobile Squad.

It's really scary.

"Ok?"

David stroked his head.

"I seem to have forgotten something?"

He looked around suspiciously, but in the end he still couldn't remember what happened to the familiar connection.

Finally, he sighed, feeling tired.

So without changing his clothes, he just staggered to the side of the bed, and then lay down on his side without the quilt covered.

The moonlight outside the window and the brighter city night view cast his shadow on the ground through the window.

It was night, so still.

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"Tell me, what's the situation?"

A police officer outside the door stopped the police officer who was about to enter the door and asked.

"When we passed, this guy was the only one left. His hand was broken..."

The police officer reported the truth.

"I know this, let's focus on it." The police officer reminded.

"Um……"

The female police officer pushed the aviator sunglasses on her face and sighed, "He has nothing to do with the Tiger Claw Gang at all, and he doesn't even have a gun on him. It looks like he was used as a scapegoat."

"Problem boy..."

The police officer pondered for a few seconds, "Forget it, I'll go in and ask, you and I will take the notes."

With a wave of his hand, he drove away the other male police officer who was ready.

"Yes."

On the other side of the table, on the cold and hard metal regret chair, a slumped young man was slumped on it. His left hand was splinted and bandages were wrapped round after round.

There are more bandages on the head and body, and the whole person looks like a pig's head.

Hearing footsteps approaching, he raised his lifeless eyes slightly.

Bang-!