Chapter 54 Dark Forest
“No, you dare to accept four thousand credits for a second-hand network processing terminal?”
Song Shi held up a piece of data slightly larger than the palm of his hand. Tablet, raised his voice: "That's not how you make money. Are you really taking advantage of people?"
"Hey, you don't have to buy it."
On a recliner not far away, Amikaba changed into a more comfortable position and sank into the reclining chair. Without raising his eyelids, he protracted: "Is it too expensive? Then what are you doing here? I only sell high-end products. .”
"Who said I won't buy it?"
Song Shi suddenly laughed.
Hearing this, Amikaba's heart tightened for no reason, and he heard the other party say again: "This "Mint T5" network terminal is indeed worth four thousand. I have no problem, but is there anything missing on it? "What do you mean?"
"What do you mean?"
Amikaba raised his ears cautiously.
Song Shi sighed: "I like this board very much. I really want it, but it's missing some decorations, which is quite regrettable."
".For example?"
"One A "miniature supercomputing component" that enhances computing power. "
Amikaba sat up from the recliner, stared at the person in front of him for a while, and then said: "Damn it. Come here again. A set? You still want to steal my wool?”
“Absolutely not.” Song Shi said honestly.
Amikaba was silent for a few seconds.
He must admit that the price offered by the other party is indeed within his psychological bottom line. He can still make money by giving away a "micro supercomputer" - but where did such a knowledgeable and difficult kid come from? Came out?
"Do you want this thing pulled out of a cyber hacker's brain?"
"Remember to disinfect it."
Amikaba got up and left cursing. Entering the warehouse at the back, after a while, he came out with a black cube the size of a headphone box and threw it to Song Shi: "The temporary supercomputing component can last for up to twenty minutes at a time. If it takes longer, it will be overloaded. There is a high probability that it will be overloaded." The electrical circuit melted down.”
"No problem, no problem -"
Song Shi stuffed the network processing terminal and the supercomputing component into his arms, and then smiled: "Speaking of which, do you have any opinions about body armor? "
"Come again——? It's endless, right!"
Five minutes later, Song Shi pulled on his coat.
At the expense of a certain degree of protection strength, the half-body bulletproof suit he chose made of composite chemical fiber is mainly for lightness, portability and concealment. It is no different from an ordinary base layer shirt when worn.
Once the jacket is put together, it looks like an ordinary person - it sells for one thousand and three credits.
Glancing at the bottomed out account balance again, Song Shi sighed, turned around and prepared to leave the prosthetic clinic.
When he was about to open the door, Amikaba's voice suddenly sounded behind him.
“Hey, kid.”
Song Shi stopped pushing the door.
"I'm not interested in finding out your true identity, nor do I care about what you want to do. But remember, after you step out of this door, everything about you has nothing to do with me."
Amikaba After a pause, he sneered: "What? Surprised? Surprised. How can I see that your face is made up? Do you think all my years of prosthetic surgeries were in vain?"
"No..." Makeup "This is nothing, just the words behind it."
Song Shi turned around and looked inside the clinic. The middle-aged man was leaning on the metal table with his arms folded, casting a cold look.
"I thought you would say something like "this kid is extraordinary" and "I am very optimistic about you"."
"You're overthinking."
Amikaba sneered and said without hesitation: "A pretentious person like you who died in Palowe can have an open-air sex party. I just remind you not to bring trouble to me, do you understand?"
Song Shi raised his eyebrows.
But Song Shi didn't say anything else. He just waved his hand and pushed the door open.
Watching the other person leave, it was not until a long time later that Amikaba slowly let go of this posture and sank into the recliner again. ".Another fool who puts his life on the line."
"Damn it, you guys..."
"Why don't you understand the value of life!"
Low-rent hotel, room A312.
Drip, drip, drip.
"Although theoretically this is the core territory of the "Cross Tigers", establishing a complete and three-dimensional defense and early warning system is indeed too difficult for a group of street gangsters."
Watching【 Song Shi shook his head at the flat map of the Cross neighborhood provided by Cotton Barn Rat.
Except for the map, the opponent did not provide corresponding defensive arrangements.
Because there is no such thing in the Cross neighborhood.
After all, the "Cross Tigers" is just a small street gang, with a mixed group of members. Someone is guarding the same location today, but the next day this person may be temporarily out of contact because he is too drunk - a certain In this sense, this is also a very powerful defensive mechanism.
After all, even they themselves don't know the specific deployment of each day, let alone the enemy.
Therefore, leaving aside several core locations like the "frozen warehouse door", the deployment of personnel in the entire Cross neighborhood is in a state of chaos.
Drip, drip, drip.
Song Shi tapped the tabletop with one hand, and sometimes stretched and enlarged the flat map with the other hand, and sometimes zoomed out to overlook the entire map.
Although due to limitations of equipment functions, it is impossible to present a full landscape projection of three-dimensional modeling, for Song Shi, this is not a big problem.
As his eyes continued to move on the flat map, in Song Shi's mind, buildings rose up one after another, slowly outlining their respective outlines.
One intertwined and criss-crossing action route emerged one after another, and then disappeared with the fluctuation of thoughts - until finally, these intricate lines overlapped and turned into a curve that meandered between various buildings.
The route has been decided.
“Huh——”
Song Shi closed his eyes and took a long breath.
He picked up the data tablet with his right hand and pinched his eyebrows.
“Tsk, I’m really not feeling well right now. Just a little thing like this actually made me feel a little dizzy.”
Dip, drip, drip.
But immediately, suppressing this emotion, Song Shi closed the data tablet and looked out the window with the curtain wide open.
The night in the distance is deep, swallowing the earth silently.
In this deep moss area, which can be considered a remote place, irregular power and water outages are commonplace. Large areas of houses merge into darkness, with occasional light flickering and extinguishing quickly.
Maybe nothing has changed in thousands of years.
When the sun sets in the west, this steel forest made of reinforced concrete and crisscrossed by old pipelines is still as endless as the natural creation that was covered with vegetation and swamps thousands of years ago and was given the same name. of darkness.
How many hunters and prey are wandering in the dark forest?
Drip, drip——
One hand reached out, pressed restart, unplugged the charging cable, silenced the annoying charging sound, then picked up the device and moved it towards the cover.
The face of the plane mirror, which was mostly broken, reflected the true face of the person in front of him.
A black coat, carrying a sharp blade, a gun hanging on his waist, and a shoulder bag slanted across his body.
The next moment, a "mask" embedded with LED lights and LCD screens completely covered the young face in the mirror.
The picture on the mask jumped a few times and turned into pure black.
Tonight, Song Shi joins the hunt.
(End of this chapter)