Gunfire, Punk & Necromancers

Dr. Booker was unable to eat or sleep in his hotel room, struggling with his mental problems. In order to prevent any eventuality, he blocked the hotel door with a sofa and placed a bag of safety blue on the sofa. Even if he has a mental breakdown and loses self-control, he will find Safety Blue first when trying to leave here. Based on his past experience, after getting the safety blue, he would stop, smoke the safety blue, and then curl up on the sofa and cry.

Taking these safety measures is not to fail, but to prevent failure from causing catastrophic consequences - the only thing he wants is success. Whenever he felt very depressed, discouraged and painful, he would watch yesterday's video recording and seek solace from the blurry images.

The powerful psychic powers of family and hope eased the withdrawal effects of Safe Blue, lowering his daily minimum use to three. In the evening, when Zhuang Xuteng came back with the new video, he had just taken out the third package.

"The doors are blocked. It seems you are very determined." Zhuang Xuteng jumped over the obstacles easily, and the door quickly closed behind him. "Good news, I took a clear image. Do you want to take a look?"

"Look! You must look!" Dr. Bukele gasped violently. He lowered his head to look at the glass bottle containing safety blue. He frowned and his expression changed several times. Finally he shook his head, opened the bottle, poured out the pills and drank them. .

He has exerted great endurance and willpower, but he still cannot overcome the addiction caused by Safe Blue. Although there are many people who use safety blue in society, they do not have the mental pressure and strong resentment caused by the insatiable thirst of Dr. Booker, so they have not yet shown serious drug reactions. The vast majority of people have not become physically addicted, but are becoming more and more dependent on safety blue for their mental needs.

Zhuang Xuteng believes that Dr. Booker just walked faster and more urgently and saw the ending earlier; as time slowly settles, others will eventually end up in this situation.

The safe blue medicine would not have an immediate effect after being taken. Dr. Booker sat on the edge of the bed, panting while waiting for the medicine to take effect. Zhuang Xuteng took off the flat-headed brother from behind, connected it to the video recorder in the room, and then began to transmit and transcribe the images.

As soon as Dr. Bukele saw the scene of two children riding bicycles to school by themselves, tears immediately flowed down and he couldn't stop them no matter how hard he wiped them. "It's the two of them, it's them, they're grown up. They're still in school and they didn't get arrested, which is great...it's great that they were found."

He cried and babbled for a long time. The preface and the follower were inconsistent and I couldn't understand what he was talking about. This may also be a kind of damage caused by Safety Blue to his body and mind, which will occur when he is emotionally excited. Maybe Dr. Bukele was like this when he was in a state of withdrawal. He couldn't listen to what others said, and he couldn't make his own words understood by others. In the past, Doyle was the one who took care of him. Zhuang Xuteng had never seen the doctor out of control, and what he saw now might only be the primary symptoms.

At least he finally saw someone. Dr. Booker slowly regained his composure and slumped beside the bed as if all his strength had been drained away. Zhuang Xuteng picked up the paper and helped him wipe away the remaining saliva from his mouth. The doctor was motionless, as if unconscious. Zhuang Xuteng observed him carefully from the perspective of a doctor with orchid syndrome, using the "touch force" technique of martial arts to sense his heartbeat and the movement of his internal organs, and then used the Eye of Shadow to observe the flow of resentment.

This is not any kind of Lanci syndrome, it should be a new condition caused by the safety blue ribbon. In this state, the patient is like a corpse. His body functions are reduced to the lowest level, and his body temperature is two to three degrees lower than normal. In fact, he is on the verge of death. People cannot stay in this state for a long time. When the brain thinks that the body is dead, death will soon come for real.

Three minutes later, the doctor took a deep breath and finally moved. He didn't feel cold, he just said that his body was a little stiff and drinking some hot water would relieve it a lot. Zhuang Xuteng asked him if he was hungry. He didn't feel anything special. He just said that if he wanted to eat, he would eat too, but he couldn't think of taking the initiative to eat.

In fact, he hasn't eaten for a day and doesn't feel hungry. That's a problem with his nervous system. During the period of incubation, he had to keep a low profile. Zhuang Xuteng could not prepare hot food for him as he did at home, so he had to eat cold food with portable food. The doctor would put down the food after two bites, but as long as Zhuang Xuteng reminded him, he would continue eating. He also admitted that he didn't feel full either. I put down food because I find it boring. It doesn’t matter whether I eat it or not.

I even lost interest in eating. This symptom is really excruciating. Zhuang Xuteng protected him and ate enough food, boiled some hot water for him, turned it into warm water for him to drink, and finally gave him a bit of a living person. "How do you feel? What are your moods and thoughts?"

"Their lives are going on and they can continue to go to school together, which is good. The thing I was most worried about has not happened." As long as Dr. Bukele does not get sick, there will be no problem with his thinking and conversation: "No more cars." Picking up and dropping off, not relying on nannies, they have also grown. Of course there is another possibility, that is, after I leave, the family income has decreased and we need to save money. Maybe there is something wrong with the patent trust I prepared... The trust company It’s also a company, so it doesn’t naturally have good intentions.”

Zhuang Xuteng nodded and said: "At this time, it is impossible to check your trust and wealth. But I can promise you one thing: when the two children grow up, I will transfer the money in the account you gave me Take it out and send it to them. I will give it directly in cash, and I don’t care how they spend it. Let me tell you in advance, don’t leave any last words, I won’t convey them.”

"Really? Thank you so much! I...I will continue to work and I can save more money. You can give it to them together."

"These are all unimportant details. I will definitely do it smoothly." Zhuang Xuteng touched his chin and said: "There are still six or seven years to go. I feel that there will be no more surveillance by then. Hmm... ...Don’t worry, I still won’t touch that account and give it to him from my cash. That account, if you wait another twenty years, it will be regarded as my money laundering.”

"Thank you. You can do this. I can't ask for more. Well, it doesn't matter to the other adult children. Just go through the storm on your own. I'm only worried about these two little ones."

"If there are more children, for example, they have given birth to children in the past two years, then I won't wait any longer. Just divide them between the two of them, and the matter will be considered complete."

"I said, I can't ask for too much, it's good to be like this. You are a mercenary and your work is very dangerous. I even hope that you will give them the money tomorrow to avoid... you know." Dr. Bukele He smiled, rarely showing a relaxed expression.

"Hmph, you should take advantage of my good mood now." Zhuang Xuteng stopped his smile and said seriously: "Our operation has gone smoothly so far. You have also seen the situation of the two children you are most concerned about. This has been completed. The minimum mission goal. Considering the additional commitment I gave you, I think this has exceeded your basic expectation level, right?"

"Yes, I..." Dr. Booker hesitated, unable to say the next words.

"Let me ask you one last time: Are there any other requirements that must be fulfilled? If we evacuate now, it will have the least impact on their risk and allow the situation to continue to cool down. Can you understand this?"

"Yes, I understand. Although I really want to hug them and say a few words to them, but I have changed my appearance now, and they will not recognize me..."

"If the two children can recognize it, the company can recognize it. It doesn't even need to send someone to follow, and it can be analyzed by the impact of monitoring. Rest assured, your face and body are currently safe." "I ... I..." Dr. Bukele gritted his teeth and said, "I can't say goodbye. Once I leave now, it should be goodbye forever. I can't come back, can I?"

Zhuang Xuteng nodded slowly and heavily. In fact, he felt that Dr. Booker would not survive this year, or even the first half of the year. This time, his wish was fulfilled, but the doctor's resentment and side effects were only loosened, not dissipated. Not to mention curing the root cause, it can only be regarded as relieving the symptoms, not even treating the symptoms.

"Nike, can...if possible, I want to see them on site with my own eyes."

Zhuang Xuteng scratched his head, thought carefully, and then said: "My lurking path and method cannot take you with me. My observation post is far away from them. Does your eyeball implant have an optical magnification of more than four times?" ?If not, you can’t see clearly at all, and it will definitely not be as clear as in the video.”

"Is that so...can't you sneak into the parents?"

"There are a total of eight cameras within fifty meters of the school gate, three in the school, a pair of road surveillance cameras, and three others whose sources I don't know. We all have fake identities to protect ourselves. We may not be able to catch them on the spot, but as long as there is one Monitoring is connected to identification, and you will find that we have not been there before and will not go there again, which is a point of doubt."

"When there are doubts, there are risks." Zhuang Xuteng continued: "Our biggest problem now is that we don't know what the company's attitude is towards your disappearance, what actions it has taken, and how much of these actions are left so far... We I don’t know, and I can’t ask. Even if I want to ask, there’s no way. Maybe no one will care about your life now when you go home. Maybe once you go home, your whole family won’t have to live anymore.”

"Also to be honest..." Zhuang Xuteng concluded: "I don't want to be dragged into the water by you."

Dr. Bukele lowered his head, pondered for a moment, and said: "You are right, I can't be willful. That's it, I saw them, that's it. I'm lucky to be able to fulfill some of my wishes before I die. In fact, I'm lucky. , when I was taken into the secret prison...ah, at that time I just wanted to get out alive, and I was willing to pay whatever it took."

"Including family?"

"I can't remember if I had this idea at the time. I think I probably did, but my shame made me forget about it afterwards." Dr. Bukele raised his hand and gave himself a slap, which was not heavy. Just express your feelings. "I've made it clear that I can't do anything else, but can I entrust you with one thing?"

"I'm a mercenary. I take orders, and you can do the same."

"I can't go, can you go? Hug them for me and record them, which means I see them through your eyes, which gives me the illusion of being there. I think if I watch this video first, then Using the Dream Mist Experience Machine, maybe I can meet them in my dreams."

Zhuang Xuteng thought carefully about the feasibility, his brows furrowed. "If I want to record a video, I have to carry the guy on my back. When I enter the crowd, I have to put on my coat, and the whole person will look a little bloated, which can easily arouse suspicion. Another way is to put the guy in a box Inside, I’m carrying it, and there are cables hidden in the sleeves, so you can have more choices when it comes to dressing, but the risk of direct exposure is also greater..."

"Are you thinking about the feasibility?" Dr. Bukele's eyes widened, and he felt quite surprised. "I thought you would refuse directly, or refuse me in disguise by asking me to pay."

"I paid you all your salary - to be precise, I only paid part of it - don't I know how much money you have?" Zhuang Xuteng waved his hand and said, "I have always taken entrusted tasks very seriously. Whether it is successful or not, we must have evidence and never talk nonsense. Besides, if I want to charge, I have to make a preliminary plan first and estimate the cost before I can figure it out. Phew... To be honest, with the current equipment, I can't think of anything. Good idea."

"Can a pinhole camera work? Or use a police recorder? The picture captured will be much different, but it can also..."

Zhuang Xuteng shook his head and said: "The problem is me. I have installed a lot of implants, and the shadow energy response is greater. Once I appear in a crowd, I am easily discovered. I usually avoid crowded places when I move. Specialize in the nooks and crannies, and you won't be able to get through those places. Well... think about it, if I go there and hug two children, and then the shadow energy signal is recorded, then I will probably be regarded as A mercenary commissioned by you. The Company has never been closer to the truth in your disappearance."

"In addition, there is a risk of leaking secrets by letting others do it, and I don't believe in other people's ability to avoid detection! Sorry, all things considered, it is difficult for me to complete it well, so I decided not to accept this commission."

"Actually, I still have money, I can..."

Zhuang Xuteng patted Dr. Bukele on the shoulder and said: "Rather than causing trouble again, I hope to be able to send a stable amount of money to your grandchildren in a few years. Listen to my advice, for your sake It's a good dream, and it's not worth threatening the children's dreams. If you need imagination to help you sleep, think about this: they grew up well, and one day, a passerby thrust the box into their hands and gave them the password. Whisper to them. After opening the box, there is money inside, and a note that will soon self-destruct: Your grandfather is no longer here, and his love allows me to give these to you. Use it well, use it with confidence, and take care of yourselves. life."

Dr. Booker cried again, but this time he didn't lose control and his tears were warm. "Okay, I can accept this new dream. It is a really good dream. Naike, you are a good person."

"I also feel that I am a good person." Zhuang Xuteng smiled and handed over the tissue. "After we finish crying, let's clean up, clean up the biological information, and then leave."

Dr. Booker nodded and accepted the arrangement. He had a good cry as a farewell to his life. On the way back, he took one last look at the back of the Constitutional Capital in the reflector. Knowing that things had reached this point and there would be no change, he said to Zhuang Xuteng: "I have one last thing to ask you, which is both a commission and a reward: If they or you When you encounter misfortune at the hands of the company and need to exchange chips for a chance of survival, remember what I am going to say next..."