2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Among the crowd on one side of the glass cover, a tall and thin man in a gray suit kept looking down at the silver mechanical watch on his wrist, looking a little anxious.

His cheeks were sunken and his eyes were dark. Even though he was wearing expensive clothes, he still couldn't hide his decadent aura: "Why aren't you here..."

"Are you waiting for someone?" A hand was put on his shoulder.

The man's originally dark eyes suddenly brightened up, and he quickly turned his head to look back. However, the next moment his face, which had already glowed with a little vitality, drooped again.

Yan Muyun felt a little strange, so he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Squirrel?"

"It's me." The man didn't look at him when he answered, but kept looking left and right, as if looking for someone.

"Who are you waiting for?" Zhang Xixue's tone next to her was cold. Although she was asking a question, her tone did not rise at all.

The man scratched his neck with a look of embarrassment on his face: "My gladiator."

Those awakened people who voluntarily enter the glass dome to fight are generally called gladiators. Some gladiators fight for themselves, while others are contracted by certain companies to fight for bets between their respective bosses.

Yan Muyun and Zhang Xixue studied "Squirrel's" personal information before setting off and knew that although he was a police informant, he was actually the owner of a small company. He had a gambling habit and had many subordinates. Two signed Awakeners.

"Who is coming out tonight? Canine teeth or carving knife?" Yan Muyun stood beside him with his hands in his pockets, as if he had been a friend for many years.

"No, he's a kid I recently signed." The man raised his wrist again to look at his watch, and spoke through his teeth: "He's due to play in twenty minutes, and he's not here yet. . I couldn’t contact him by phone, and I couldn’t find anyone after searching the Peach Blossom Spring.”

Zhang Xixue folded her arms in front of her chest, staring at the two awakened people who were fighting each other on the stage, and said in a cold tone: "Forget about your game tonight for now."

Her voice was not loud, but there was an aura in it that was irresistible.

The man who was originally like an ant on a hot pot froze. Finally, he looked around desperately, then stretched out his hand to straighten his tie and walked towards the stairs in the distance.

The "Peach Blossom Spring" is nominally located on the 13th underground floor, but in fact there is a large space between it and the 12th underground floor of the hotel, which is divided into four floors.

The first floor is the casino arena, the second floor is the guest rest area, and the third floor is the VIP area, which is usually filled with big bosses who don't care about their personal belongings, as well as wanted criminals seeking asylum, etc. This layer of almost flawless security basically ensures that no one can enter without a special pass.

The three of them came to a luxuriously decorated room on the second floor. The floor-to-ceiling windows at the end of the living room were specially treated. People in the room could clearly see the stunning scenery of the hall on the first floor. However, people on the first floor could only look up. See the silver coating that reflects the scene in the hall.

"Sit." Squirrel motioned for the two of them to sit down on the sofa.

However, Zhang Xixue made no move and asked calmly: "Where is Ma Kaicheng?"

"Here, in the Peach Blossom Spring." The squirrel was obviously a little distracted, and his eyes were still looking out the window when answering the question.

Zhang Xixue lifted up her skirt and half of her snow-white thighs, which made Yan Muyun's eyes widen in the back. When he came to his senses, he found that she already had a pistol in her hand.

The gray rat was startled by the sound of bullets being loaded. He turned around and saw the black muzzle of the gun pointing at him.

"Don't waste our time." The woman's voice was so cold that it felt like there were ice cubes stuffed in her clothes.

Gray Rat laughed angrily: "This is not how your seniors from the Strange Detection Department cooperate with me."

"Everyone has their own style of doing things, right?" Zhang Xixue said expressionlessly.

Gray Rat took a few deep breaths, stood up suddenly, and pointed at Yan Muyun behind him: "You help me fight a fight, and I will share half of the money with you afterwards. I will also tell you where Ma Kaicheng is."

Before Yan Muyun could speak, Zhang Xixue fired first. Although the sound of the gunshot was small, it was obviously powerful. A bullet hole with black smoke appeared in the corner of the man's gray suit.

"You're crazy!" The gray mouse screamed, staggered and almost fell to the ground, rolling and crawling to hide behind the sofa.

Yan Muyun was also startled. His eyes widened when he looked at the girl's back. He never imagined that her personality at night would not only be as cold as ice, but also as explosive as fire.

Zhang Xixue's hand holding the gun did not shake at all, and was more stable than a surgeon holding a scalpel: "You have no right to bargain. Don't forget that the evidence the police have is enough to put you in jail for at least five years."

This is why every detective in the Strange Detective Department is a little afraid of her at night. She is efficient, cold, precise, and unkind. She never does things in a sloppy manner, and all her actions are aimed at completing the task as quickly as possible.

However, what I didn't expect was that after hearing the threat, the squirrel was not afraid. Instead, he sat back on the sofa with a generous and sacrificial expression: "Squat! Squat in his prison! I won't come out until I squat for five years! Anyway, If I lose in tonight’s fight, I will have nothing. I don’t know whether I can survive, and I’m still afraid of my eggs.”

It can be seen that this gray rat has worked hard from the bottom to make his fortune from scratch. Even though he is dressed like a dog, he does not have the calm temperament of other business elites and financial giants. He is full of charlatanism.

Zhang Xixue walked over and pressed the still hot muzzle against his temple: "Ma Kaicheng discovered the police informant and sent a killer to kill him. How about this story?"

Gray Rat sneered: "It's reasonable to put it somewhere else, but it won't work in the 'Peach Blossom Spring'. No one can kill people and cause trouble here, not even the Strange Detection Department."

"Can't you?" Zhang Xixue narrowed her eyes slightly and her tone gradually became lighter.

The man's face turned a little pale, but he gritted his teeth and managed not to make a sound.

After a few seconds when the air was almost stagnant, the squirrel suddenly raised a hand and said in a trembling voice: "Ma Kaicheng is in a certain VIP room on the third floor, but you can't get in without a gold card. If you can help I win tonight's game and I have a way to borrow a gold card from the loser."

Zhang Xixue didn't say anything, but neatly put the pistol back into the holster under her skirt, then turned and walked towards the door. When passing by Yan Muyun, he only said one sentence: "Keep an eye on him."

The chinchilla sitting on the sofa gasped for air, reached out and pulled out a bottle of beer buried in the ice from the crystal coffee table, bit off the cap of the bottle and began to lick it directly at the mouth of the bottle.

Yan Muyun scratched his head, walked over and sat across from him.

"Want a bottle?" Squirrel pointed to the wine box on the coffee table.

"Working hours." Yan Muyun declined politely.

"Your partner is a lunatic." Squirrel took a few more sips of beer, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said with lingering fear: "I just felt like if I opened my mouth later, she would really shoot."

Yan Muyun tilted his head and showed a noncommittal smile.