7:14 pm.
Outside the main entrance of the Third Hospital, an official SUV belonging to the Security Bureau slowly pulled over.
The car window was lowered, and Claire asked Yu Zhesen and An He to get in the car.
Yu Zhesen instinctively wanted to climb into the back seat, but Claire forcefully asked him to sit in the passenger seat.
"Xiao An and I have just arrived in the Seven Islands and are unfamiliar with the place. Please sit in front and lead the way." Claire's reason is sufficient.
Yu Zhesen got into the passenger seat and stared at the city map and their real-time location on the electronic screen in front of him. He rolled his eyes and said, "Your car is directly connected to the satellite navigation. What use do I need?"
"Where we are going tonight, the satellites are not going to work for you."
Claire turned the steering wheel and made a U-turn, drove two hundred meters and got onto the viaduct.
"Are you going to the old city? My home is not over there..."
Of course Yu Zhesen knows the way. He has known the destination since he climbed up the elevated road in Claire.
"When did I say I would take you home?" Claire chuckled.
"Then what path do you want me to show you?" Yu Zhesen had an ominous premonition.
"Rainbow." Claire spit out two words that made Yu Zhesen sit on pins and needles.
His ten fingers intertwined unconsciously, clenching and unclenching, and unclenching and clenching.
After a few minutes, Yu Zhesen calmed down and took the initiative to ask: "What does the instructor want to know?"
“There are so many, I don’t know where to start.”
"Then it's easy first and then difficult?" Yu Zhesen showed that he was willing to actively cooperate.
"How did you feel about your first kiss?"
An He, who was sitting in the back seat, was shaken and his head hit the roof of the car.
Yu Zhesen glanced at the reversing rearview mirror. In the mirror, An He lowered her head, her bangs blocking her eyes, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.
He thought to himself that this was simply a proposition. Did he agree to make it easy first and then make it difficult?
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Claire shook her head, "The economic investigation department has detected that your account has recently received a large amount of SP points, and the payment was made to a suspicious account that they have been following for more than half a year."
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Yu Zhesen was shocked. He suddenly began to worry about whether his gambling income would be confiscated by the bureau.
"We compiled intelligence from all parties and learned about the existence of Hongyu Bar. That bar should not be as simple as it appears, Xiao Yu, what do you think?"
"Instructor, are you trying to trick me? It's not necessary. It's not necessary. I can tell you everything I know about Hongyu."
Jason Yu thought he couldn't beat Claire, so he gave up.
"Then let's talk while eating later."
Claire slowed down the car and stopped in front of the archway at the entrance to a huge night market in the old city.
The words "Jianghu Food Square" composed of countless small colorful light bulbs flashed on the archway.
"This place smells like fireworks at first glance. I can already smell the fragrance coming over." Claire was actually a little excited.
Yu Zhesen sniffed hard, and there was indeed a turbid and thick smell of food in the air.
It's probably a mixture of fried stinky tofu, braised beggar's chicken, and five-spice duck tongue skewers.
"Let's go, what are you two doing in a daze?" Claire turned around to greet the two people who were standing by the car in a daze, and waved generously: "I'm treating you tonight."
"No...you're just going to treat us to this?"
Yu Zhesen looked at Claire and then at An He. Both of them were wearing the Security Bureau's standard black long windbreaker, but they didn't fit in with this place.
"I checked the guide before coming to Qidao. This place has received rave reviews and I must come."
"Are you here to fight criminals or are you here to travel..."
"The Security Bureau is work, food is life." Claire said plausibly, "You still don't know it, right? Qidao City is one of the few revitalizing cities where you can find such large night market stalls."
"No way, I remember there was one in Xingzhou City too...has it been demolished now?"
Yu Zhesen remembered that when he was receiving civic education at Xingzhou City High School, he went to the snack night market with his roommates and classmates.
An He answered: "All demolitions and renovations have been completed."
Claire shrugged: "Xingzhou City passed the Residential Environment Protection Act two years ago, completely cleaning up all the dirty and messy areas in the city. The old city and slums were all moved away."
Yu Zhesen couldn't help but complain: "It's so simple and crude, are you going to eradicate poverty or eradicate the poor people?"
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. I found a store with a repeat customer rate of 85%. Book a seat in advance. Come on in." Claire urged.
Do you still need to reserve a seat in a place like this? Forget it, just let her say whatever she says...
After passing through the archway and entering the night market "Jianghu Food Court", Yu Zhesen realized that it was much bigger than he had imagined.
From the outside, it looks like a single-story, flat-roofed abandoned warehouse. The entrances to the east and west warehouses have been changed into the east and west gates of the food court.
The roads inside are neatly distributed vertically and horizontally, dividing the entire warehouse into small blocks like a chessboard, and each block is a small shop or stall.
The colorful neon signs are dazzling.
There are quite a lot of diners here. As Yu Zhisen looked around, in addition to walking on the road to look at the guys who had not chosen their favorite snacks, almost every store stall had people sitting and waiting or already eating.
"Bilibolong..." A long white trash can-like robot moved toward them with a semicircular head and wheels under its cylindrical body.
The robot was only one meter tall. It moved to a stop in front of Claire, stretched out its mechanical arm and picked up a small cigarette butt in front of her.
Then, a hole was opened in the robot's head, and it threw the cigarette butt it picked up into the hole.
"It turns out this thing is really a trash can..."
Claire smiled after hearing Yu Zhesen's words: "This is a recently launched security assistance robot on a trial basis. Don't think it's just here to pick up trash."
Before she finished speaking, the white trash can moved in front of An He, and the two blue light spots acting as eyes flashed at the black mechanical knife in her hand.
"In order to maintain public safety in the area and avoid causing unnecessary misunderstandings and hostility to others, please keep carrying your sword with your right hand." The robot reminded An He.
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An He changed the knife to her right hand, and the white trash can left in front of her to inspect elsewhere.
"Why is it okay to hold a knife in your right hand?" Yu Zhesen didn't understand the logic here.
An He said calmly: "Because most people's right hand is their dominant hand, if they carry a sword or weapon in their right hand, they cannot suddenly draw the sword and attack."
Claire continued: "I have seen similar conventions in ancient books from the old era. Swordsmen would hold a sword in their right hand in public to show others that they are not hostile."
"What if someone learns to sword with his left hand?"
"Unless he can teach himself, any teacher from any martial arts school will kick him out, and naturally no one will accompany him to practice the offensive and defensive routines of his left hand."
"This happened so many years ago..." Yu Zhesen disagreed.
Sir, times have changed a long time ago.
"But the proposal of the security assistance robot is still useful. There may be people in this place who usually commit petty thefts, and they will naturally feel guilty when they see us." Claire said, "Let An He hold a knife in his right hand, and those people will be less suspicious.
Just a little."
That's what he said, but An He didn't have to draw the knife to kill someone. Yu Zhesen recalled what happened on the rooftop before.
"By the way, instructor, the 'glacier' on the roof of the inpatient building today..."
"Already dead." Claire replied before Yu Zhesen finished asking, "Although 60% of his body is cybernetic organ tissue modified by a prosthetic body, but he was cut in half with a knife and fell from such a high place.
Where is the life?"
"That guy is from the Adventist sect."
"Yes."
Claire stopped in front of a small gourmet shop with a lantern sign of "Golden Rabbit BBQ": "This is it. You can order what you want to eat with the boss."
Yu Zhesen and An He looked at each other, this barbecue restaurant is really too simple...
There are eight square tables in the store, with four chairs beside each table.
Parked in front of the store is a three-wheeled electric car that has been transformed into a barbecue stall. The oil pans and grills are placed side by side. The glass cabinets are filled with red, white, yellow and green grilled skewers, including meat and vegetables.
The boss is about fifty years old, and his right arm is a mechanical prosthesis that has been modified by a prosthetic body. He can switch out various kitchen utensils at will.
Not to mention knives for slicing meat and cutting ham, we also have spoons for scooping out oil and tweezers for removing skewers from the pan.
His left eye has also been modified into an electronic prosthetic eye, which is connected to the chip and neural circuit in his skull, allowing him to accurately observe the temperature of oil and the degree of rawness, crispiness, and burntness of food.
"Boss! Here are ten more skewers of dried five-spice rice cakes and ten skewers of flat rice cakes! Let me fry the rice cakes a little crispier!"
"You have to wait, I have to finish the ordering queue in front of me first!" The boss poured a plate of squid skewers coated in flour paste into the oil pan.
There was a sizzling sound of frying, and the flour paste coating the squid skewers quickly turned into a golden crispy skin, and the delicious aroma spread in all directions.
Yu Zhesen and An He looked at each other, and they both saw the desire to "eat" in each other's eyes.
"Hey, An He, this... although it looks a bit... barbaric... right?"
"Hmm...but...maybe it might actually taste better."
The boss is arranging the fried squid skewers neatly on the grill and flipping them one by one so that they are evenly heated and smoked.
He heard the conversation between Yu Zhesen and An He, and immediately showed a bright smile: "Don't worry, I change the oil every day, and everything is absolutely fresh!"
At this time, the brawny man with a beer belly raised his thick eyebrows and said, "Boss, what are you talking about? Look at the black stuff on your grill. The flour, salt, pepper, cumin, etc. are all burnt and caked."
The boss smiled sarcastically, a little embarrassed: "Oh, I've been too busy these days. I'll give it a good wash and shave when I get back tonight."
The brawny man with a beer belly was even more dissatisfied: "What are you doing with that troublesome thing? It has to be baked like this! It tastes right! Every time you wash it, I deliberately wait a long time before you come."
After that, he glanced at Yu Zhesen and An He through the hot smoke above the oil pan, and preached in an old Jianghu tone: "Young people, don't be too particular. They all come to this place to eat. It's good to eat."
It’s the most important thing! Besides, our ancestors said, you won’t get sick if you don’t eat it cleanly...”
At this time, the boss of Jintu BBQ suddenly closed the lid of the oil pan, and the hot white smoke quickly dissipated.
The brawny man with a beer belly clearly saw An He, who was wearing a Security Bureau uniform, standing next to Yu Zhesen. The flesh on his face twitched twice, he turned around unnaturally, bowed his head and walked away with shoulders hunched.
"Look at you scaring people." Yu Zhesen teased An He while loading skewers on the plate.
"I didn't do anything." An He shrugged innocently and turned to ask Claire what she wanted.
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