In the science fiction world, my vest is a mechanical god.

night.

Downtown center.

Thane Mechanical Prosthetics Company.

On the second floor, in the reception room.

Qi Xun, who was wearing a blue suit and handsome bangs, raised his head and looked at the guy in front of him with an indifferent expression, who claimed to be the person in charge of [Sain Machinery Company].

"Let's be honest, why did you ask me to come over?"

Qi Xun put his hands on the table and asked straight to the point.

One end of the conference table.

Xia Jie, who was flipping through a blue folder, did not answer any questions immediately. Instead, after completely flipping through Qi Xun's file, he closed the folder and said to Qi Xun apologetically: "No. I’m sorry, Mr. Qi Xun, I was looking through the information just now and didn’t notice what you were talking about. Can you please say it again?”

Hearing this, Qi Xun frowned, with a look of displeasure on his face.

This feeling of being ignored was something that Qi Xun often encountered recently. He wanted to lose his temper, but when he thought that this was the headquarters of [Sion Mechanical Prosthetic Company], he was definitely not just a [Level 2 Psionic Warrior]. ] When he was given a place where he could run wild, he temporarily stopped losing his temper.

Qi Xun then asked the question again.

"It's like this, our company has a batch of dangerous goods..."

"I plan to sneak into this [slum area] through this official channel. I wonder if Mr. Qi Xun, the former [Plain Clothes Nether Energy], can help?"

Xia Jie smiled slightly, put his hands on the conference table, and asked Qi Xun politely.

"Transporting a batch of dangerous goods?"

Qi Xun squinted his eyes, a somewhat meaningful look flashing in his eyes. It could be said that he was very familiar with this situation.

"I can help you contact a few friends, but I want a million dollars to smoothen the relationship."

Qi Xun, who was not doing this for the first time, slowly stretched out a finger and said to Xia Jie solemnly: "According to our rules, you must give money first before doing anything..."

Crooked ways.

This is not the first time Qi Xun has done this, but it is the first time he has cooperated with a big customer like [Sain Mechanical Prosthetic Company]. Therefore, in order to prevent himself from being discarded after using up, he will give this restriction. Conditions come...

After all, for some money, you can only feel at ease if you get it first.

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"Sure enough, it's the same as what was analyzed in the data."

"After Qi Xun was fired, his behavior became more intense."

"However, money is easy to talk about. As long as the matters arranged by the general manager can be solved, then I will be relieved."

At the conference table, Xia Jie didn't hesitate long before nodding his head and agreeing to Qi Xun's request.

After all, for a company with tens of millions in liquidity, one million in liquidity is nothing more than trivial matters.

Ten minutes later.

Qi Xun, who had already received a reward of one million, put on a brown mask and left [Sain Mechanical Prosthetic Company] secretly.

In the reception room.

Xia Jie looked at Qi Xun who had walked away on the monitor and murmured: "Three days, within three days, as long as you can help me complete this task, then I will only kill you, not your whole family. "

After all, in Xia Jie's eyes, not everyone in this world is qualified to take money from him.

If Qi Xun still had a layer of tiger skin on his body, then Xia Jie might be a little afraid of him, but now Qi Xun is just a dismissed [Second Level Psionic Warrior].

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The next morning.

Wang Zhong, who had come to the bureau to report at eight o'clock, followed the leader Li Ying and came to this [Planet Energy Equipment Room], preparing to receive a [Bionic Mechanical Crow] of his own.

Inside this [Nether Energy Machinery Room].

An old man in his sixties, whose eyes had been transformed into mechanical eyeballs, was holding a lifelike black crow and a document, and handed them to Wang Zhong.

"Come on, sign your name, and you can take away this [Bionic Patrol Crow]..."

"Remember, during the mission, you must turn on this [Bionic Patrol Crow]. Once this [Bionic Patrol Crow] is damaged, you must bring it to me immediately..."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Kun."

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Ghetto.

This is a street crowded with people and poor ordinary people coming and going.

The reason why this street is called a "slum area" is because the rent here is very cheap. For three to four hundred yuan, you can rent a small house to live in.

It is precisely for this reason that many poor people flocked to this place.

Over time, this place became known as the "Slum Area".

At this moment, it is about nine o'clock in the morning.

"Eating steamed buns... fried dough sticks and soy milk, hot soy milk!"

“Hot rice rolls, group purchase price 10.9, and a free fried dough stick...”

"The next day's butter bread, you only need one currency to buy one..."

On the street, there was a lively sound, mixed with the smell of food, permeating the crowded streets.

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"Tap."

At this time, a young man in a black shirt and black shorts, carrying a backpack, stared at this famous street with a curious look.

"Click..."

"Click..."

When Wang Zhong passed by a shop selling antique mechanical parts, the Bluetooth headset on his right ear suddenly made a rustling sound, and then the emotionless cold electronic voice of [Intelligent] sounded in his ear: "Master, it is detected that there is this [weak magnetic field shielding device] in the place where you are, which can shield many wireless signals..."

Wait until Wang Zhong walked out of the ten-meter range of the shop, then he took out this [mechanical mobile phone a10] and gave an order to [Intelligent]: "Intelligent, in this case, then you hack into this [mechanical retail store] and check if there are any clues inside..."

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At the same time.

In the bureau.

In a meeting room on the fourth floor.

The captains of the three bureaus all gathered together, and in front of the conference table in front of them stood a young man with silver hair and half of his body wrapped in mechanical armor.

"Everyone, now we have sent two teams to investigate the two cases separately..."

"I hope you can work hard to help us find the criminals of the [Mechanical Relics Society] hiding in the slums..."

"At the same time, I can also promise you that as long as you help me find the criminal, then I can help you deal with the powerful [Psionic Butcher] in [Sean Mechanical Prosthetics Company]."

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PS: Thank you for the monthly ticket from the big brother Lunhuixin, thank you for your support.