Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 979 Time and Clouds ([-]): The Legacy of the Big Brother

Baldy's gang are serious dark intermediaries, and they usually look pretty normal, because one of their main businesses is transporting people from the Empire to the island chain - and they're doing pretty well, even developing a set of With his unique speech skills, he even started recruiting troops to set up a technical school. If it weren't for this sudden suppression, the bald man might really be whitewashed.

After all, they are still gangs - their second main business is to deal with those who have signed labor contracts, but after finding out that they have been cheated, they want to rescind the contract.

Black Monkey's method is relatively bad. Beating, threatening and intimidating family members are all normal operations. What's more ruthless is restraining people in mines and factories through extreme violence. Tsk tsk tsk, it's really not something humans can do. "

Thomas Gilbert has been in contact with black intermediaries, but he has not had a detailed understanding of them, nor has he seen what black intermediaries do in detail.

Hearing Father Hassan's description now, he has a bottom line in his heart.

"Remember, Tommy, everyone—no matter who he is, as long as he wants to make money, he must have contact with society, as long as it is a business, he must have contact with other people.

Once a transaction occurs, a record will inevitably be generated. Once there is a record, it will be held by others. Everyone is the same, and no one can escape. "

Having said this, Thomas Gilbert thought he had to ask something important:
"Human evidence and physical evidence can be physically destroyed, how to determine what a person has done?"

When Thomas Gilbert asked this question, his heart beat a little slower. He was very nervous because he knew a very secret thing about Papa Hassan-something that Papa Hassan had done. Bad things, not only the witnesses and physical evidences have disappeared, but there are even no relevant records—surveillance cameras hidden in the mechanical hive are everywhere, but Father Hassan has not been caught in the slightest—except for this Except for a single campaign, Father Hassan is almost completely an innocent and good citizen of the empire!
Why should he be alone?

Old Hassan knew Thomas Gilbert's intention of "wanting to test him" in an instant, and a narrow smile appeared on his face. He was extremely proud, and the expression on his face seemed to express "you kid!" The brain is really easy to use." Such emotions.

“[The All-Seeing Eye]—they named the system after that, and they used this system to monitor the entire island.”

Father Hassan's voice became smaller.

"The [All-Seeing Eye] monitors everyone's actions, even the conversation between you and me is under the [All-Seeing Eye]'s surveillance."

Thomas Gilbert said nothing, and his expression had become very tense.

A narrow smile appeared on Father Hassan's face again.

"Scared? There's nothing to be afraid of!"

He said that without explaining it at all, and he knew that Thomas Gilbert would be even more tense because he didn't explain, and he enjoyed the tension.

He thought he was getting a hold of Thomas Gilbert.

"As long as there are people, the [All-Seeing Eye] will appear to record everyone's behavior. The implementation of the [All-Seeing Eye] is different from what you imagined, or through surveillance cameras—this is mechanical There are a lot of things in the hive, or through the eyes of people-this way is the most unpredictable, because not only you don't know whose eyes become the "all-seeing eye", but also the person who becomes the possessed person Didn't know I became the [All-Seeing Eye]."

Papa Hassan swallowed.

He talks a lot today.

Thomas Gilbert sensed something in his frequent utterances themselves.

Papa Hassan, once the biggest boss in Area C, was not as fearless as he appeared on the surface - Thomas Gilbert was pleasantly surprised by this.

"After the video of the [All-Seeing Eye] is filmed, it will be transmitted to the big data processing center of the logistics center. The confidentiality level of this information is very high, and even the Governor does not have the authority to directly view it."

"There is a special position in the logistics center called a big data analyst. There is only one unit under the position, and it is the only unit that can access the data inside the big data processing center."

"The things I have done have been entrusted to others and deleted."

Sure enough!

At this moment, Thomas Gilbert understood that the person in the big data processing center was probably the backer of Father Hassan in the logistics center!

Father Hassan put his handcuffed hands back under the table, and Thomas Gilbert keenly noticed that his hands trembled slightly before putting them down.

He's excited, Thomas Gilbert thought.

Maybe it was because of the fear of death, maybe it was because of the nervousness about the conversation he was having now, in any case, Old Hassan could hardly restrain his inner excitement.

"Then, father."

Thomas Gilbert asked in a low voice:
"How do I find such a person?"

Old Hassan looked at him, put his hands back on the table, took his hand, and wrote a word.

Thomas Gilbert's pupils gradually contracted.

That word is [Parrot], meaning "parrot", pronounced "Parrot" - Parrot?What is meant?Is it the pirates of Spyro Industries underground in Yanan City?Was that what old Hassan told his contacts?Or does the word just mean the parrot itself? !
It occurred to Thomas Gilbert that there was a parrot in old Hassan's yard.

Yes!It's the parrot in the yard!

After the old Hassan finished writing this word, he suddenly became very irritable. He stood up in a very rough posture and walked towards the door of the reception room. He tripped over two benches in the short distance of a few meters, and his head almost fell. Bang on the door.

"Open the door!"

Old Hassan's tone had changed, the fear in his tone could no longer be restrained, and his voice had become sharp with fear.

He is afraid of death.

Thomas Gilbert's eyes lit up.

His fear of death surpassed even his own imagination, and his composure, which could not go on, was a testament to the panic in his heart that had almost lost his mind.

But he had to die.

Old Hassan opened the door, and the director was about to take him away, but he suddenly hit the director's forehead with a hammer, and the fat-hearted director staggered backwards and fell directly, hitting the back of his head on the heating bag, and the ground suddenly blood red.

"You fucking..."

The director didn't say the last part of the sentence, because old Hassan had already sat down on him suddenly.

Old Hassan seemed to have returned to his youth, even though he was shackled and shackled, he still showed extraordinary ferocity. He sat on the director, clasped his fingers together and swung them into a hammer, hitting the director's face again and again.

All this happened in a very short time.

After a short time, the sound of yelling and cursing appeared from not far away, followed by the sound of running, followed by roaring, continuous gunshots, the sound of a heavy body falling to the ground, the sound of cursing, and the sound of calling to report bad luck... …

After a while of noise, the smell of blood spread along the windless space, so Thomas Gilbert's nose was filled with the smell of stench and strong rust. The darkness in front of him and the seabed storm outside the glass wall made the smell The smell became more intense, sticking to the nasal cavity and could not be washed away.

Thomas Gilbert took out a cigarette and lit it for himself. Looking at the sparks dancing in the darkness, his mood gradually calmed down.

Soon, the nervous young man came to the reception room and brought Thomas Gilbert out of the mechanical hive prison.

Thomas Gilbert didn't know how Xiaonian did it. It stands to reason that he couldn't get rid of the director's death. How could he let him go so easily?

He doesn't know, and doesn't want to know, since he has come out, he will never go back.

After lighting his second cigarette, he mixed into the continuous crowd in Area A, looked into the distance amidst the exclamation of the crowd, and stared at the mechanical honeycomb wall that had been completely covered by the huge "waterfall"—the wall made of steel and glass had already Covered by pitch-black fluid, the speed of the water pouring down from the sky is too fast, so that the marine life mixed in it cannot be seen clearly by the people inside the mechanical hive. When the water pouring down from the wall flashed past, people were able to realize in the exclamation how terrifying the torrential rain before the typhoon came.

The sound of heavy rain hitting the glass wall resounded throughout the entire mechanical hive. Even in the bottom A area, those sounds were like muffled thunder not far away——Thomas Gilbert really couldn't think of the glass used as the wall of the mechanical hive What kind of material is it that can withstand such a blow-the material of the wall must not be as simple as tempered glass.

It is now 9:20 in the evening, 10 hour and 30 minutes before 1:10, [Apacarops] has not yet landed, but the sky and the earth are completely dark——the torrential rain before the typhoon makes the whole world into a mess It was pitch black, and the darkness seemed to swallow up the bright lights that filled the mechanical hive—the light became much darker at a distance from the outer glass wall of the mechanical hive, and large-scale escapes had already occurred in the living area near the outer glass wall.

In District A, people who fled their homes gathered on Sunset Boulevard. They didn’t say a word, and they had long since lost their previous mentality of watching the excitement. Most of them raised their heads nervously, watching the violent storm outside the mechanical hive, as if they would have the power to defend against it.

Thomas Gilbert lowered the brim of his hat, walked through the crowd, and took the large elevator to the headquarters of the Suka British Gang in Area C-4.

'The large elevator is still in operation, indicating that the power supply equipment of the mechanical hive has not been affected... But this does not mean that the disaster will not deepen, because it is still early before the arrival of the typhoon. '

The muffled thunder continued in my ears, and it would not diminish even when I was walking through the narrow alleys. Such a strange situation did not bring much fear to people, but more to make people feel more flustered and unaware. Overwhelmed.

Thomas Gilbert came to Papa Hassan's bar, and after inquiring about the news about this place with the Razor Party's informant, he probably knew the current situation of the Suka British gang:

After Papa Hassan was taken away, everyone in the gang was in danger. Four bosses of the six branch churches betrayed at that time, and the remaining two were all damaged because they were related to Papa Hassan. Even if he can't be alone, he can't completely get rid of his relationship with Hassan's father.

Most of the properties under Hassan’s hands were also closed. His business was not a legitimate business. Now that he was in trouble, the ghosts and ghosts under his hands were frightened at that time. Quite a lot, the front desk of the bar has been almost emptied by the gangsters under Father Hassan.

Thomas Gilbert came to the bar counter, looked at the cash register that had been destroyed on the counter, and found no copper plates left in it.

If it weren't for this typhoon, most of the people in the Suka British gang would have fled to Days Island. Now, there is only one elderly bartender cleaning in Papa Hassan's bar.

Thomas Gilbert made his way across the bar into the backyard, and when he saw the noisy parrot, the parrot saw him.

"Sukka is not listed! Suka is not listed!"

The parrot was still yelling Slavic swear words desperately. Thomas Gilbert came to it and said thoughtfully:

"Is that why you survived?"

Are you using these dirty words to lower your sensitivity?

The parrot obviously understood—after a momentary pause, it lifted its throat again:

"You're talking about a few waves! Papa Hassan will make you look ugly when he comes back!"

Thomas Gilbert suddenly reached out to open the cage, grabbed the parrot, pinched its beautiful neck, pried open its mouth with the thumb of his right hand, and stuffed his fingers into it.

The noisy voice disappeared.

"Papa Hassan is dead."

Thomas Gilbert to the parrot.

"He killed the officer of the Mechanical Hive Prison and shot him. In the prison...he was shot many times and died on the spot."

The black pupil in the parrot's red lens constricted slightly.

He put his mouth against the parrot's ear - if the thing had ears.

"I met him and talked to him a lot. I know he still has something to do... He told me your name, so I came to you to complete his unfinished business."

After he finished speaking, he put the parrot in the cage and locked the lock of the cage.

The parrot stopped swearing and kept staring at him.

Thomas Gilbert looked into its eyes without fear.

Until he realized something was wrong, he couldn't move his eyes away.

He felt that everything in front of him began to spin around the parrot's blood-red eyes—its eyes seemed to become a whirlpool, sucking the whole world—including him into it.

The light in front of him turned into darkness, and when Thomas Gilbert regained consciousness again, he only felt the darkness around him, and he didn't know where he was.

(End of this chapter)