It was 7:14 at night.

Outside the main entrance of the Third Hospital, a public service SUV belonging to the Security Bureau slowly stepped aside.

The car window was lowered, and Claire greeted Yu Zhesen and An He to get in.

Yu Zhesen instinctively wanted to climb to the back seat, but Claire forced to sit in the passenger seat.

"Xiao An and I just came to Qidao and were not familiar with each other. Please sit in front of me and lead the way." Claire had a good reason.

Yu Zhesen took the co-pilot, stared at the city map and their real-time location on the electronic screen ahead, rolled his eyes and said, "Your car is directly connected to satellite navigation, what's the use for me?"

"The satellites are not as good as you tonight."

Claire turned around the steering wheel, drove two hundred meters before boarding the viaduct.

"Is this going to the old city? My family is not there..."

Of course Yu Zhesen knew the road, and he knew the destination from Claire's elevated up.

"When did I say I'd send you home?" Claire chuckled.

"Then what way do you ask me to lead to you?" Yu Zhesen had an ominous premonition.

"Rainbow Rain." Claire spitted out two words that made Yu Zhesen feel uncomfortable.

His ten fingers were interlaced unconsciously, holding them tightly and loosely.

A few minutes later, Yu Zhesen calmed down and took the initiative to attack and asked: "What do the instructor want to know?"

"There are too many, I don't know where to start."

"Then it's easy to start and then difficult?" Yu Zhesen showed that he was willing to cooperate actively.

“How is the first kissing experience like?”

An He, who was sitting in the back seat, shook his head and hit the rooftop.

Yu Zhesen glanced at the rearview mirror of the reversing car. In the mirror, An He lowered his head, his bangs blocked his eyes, and he couldn't see what expression she had.

He thought to himself that this was simply a proposition that would be given away. Is it easy to start with a proposition?

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Claire shook his head, "The economic investigation department has monitored that your account has recently added a large amount of sp points. The payment party is a suspicious account they have been following for more than half a year."

Yu Zhesen was shocked, and he suddenly began to worry about whether his gambling income would be confiscated by the Administration.

"We summarized the information from all parties and learned about the existence of Hongyu Bar. That bar should not be as simple as it seems. Xiao Yu, what do you think?"

"Instructor, you are not messing with me, right? It's not necessary. I can tell you everything I know about Hongyu."

Yu Zhesen admitted that he couldn't play Claire and directly admitted defeat.

"Then let's talk while eating."

Claire slowed down and parked in front of the archway at the entrance of a huge night market in the old town.

The words made of countless colorful light bulbs flashed on the archway - Jianghu Food House.

"This place looks very scented with fireworks. I can already smell the scent of it." Claire was a little excited.

Yu Zhesen sniffed hard, and the air was indeed filled with a turbid and thick smell of food.

It is probably a mixture of fried stinky tofu, braised beggar chicken, and five-spice duck tongue skewers.

"Let's go, why are you two standing there?" Claire turned around and greeted the two people standing by the car in a daze, and waved generously: "I'll treat you tonight."

"No...you're treating us to eat here?"

Yu Zhesen looked at Claire and then looked at An He. Both of them were wearing long black windbreakers in the security bureau. No matter how you look at it, how it doesn’t match it here.

"Before I came to Qidao, I checked the guide. This place is highly praised and I must come."

"Are you here to fight criminals or travel..."

"The Security Bureau is work, and food is life." Claire exclaimed, "You don't know about the frog in the well, right? Qidao City is one of the few revival cities that can find such large night market stalls now."

"No, I remember there is also Xingzhou City... Is it demolished now?"

Yu Zhesen remembered that when he was receiving civic education at Xingzhou Higher School, he also visited the snack night market with his roommates and classmates.

An He responded: "All demolition and renovation have been completed."

Claire shrugged: "Starship City passed the Residence Environment Protection Act two years ago, completely clearing out all dirty and messy areas in the city, and the old city and slums were moved away."

Yu Zhesen couldn't help but complain: "It's so simple and crude, are you going to eliminate poverty or the poor?"

"Okay, stop talking. I found a store with a repeat customer rate of 85%. I booked a seat in advance, go in quickly." Claire urged.

Do you still need to book seats in this kind of place? Forget it, whatever she says is what she says...

After passing through the archway and entering the interior of the night market "Jianghu Food Shop", Yu Zhesen discovered that it was much bigger than he thought.

From the outside, it is just a single-story flat-topped waste warehouse. The entrances to the east and west warehouses have been converted into the east and west gates of the food shop.

The roads inside are neatly distributed vertically and horizontally, dividing the entire warehouse like a chessboard into small pieces, each piece is a small shop and stall.

The colorful neon signs are dazzling.

There are quite a lot of diners here. Yu Zhesen looked around and saw that apart from walking on the road and looking at the guys who hadn't chosen their favorite snacks yet, there were people waiting or eating in front of almost every store stall.

"Bilibolong..." A robot that looked like a white trash can moved towards them with a semicircular head against the wheel under the cylinder.

The robot was only one meter tall. It moved to Claire and stopped, stretched out its robotic arm and picked up a small piece of cigarette butt in front of her.

Then, a hole was opened in the robot's head, and it threw the cigarette butt he picked up into the hole.

"So this guy is really a trash can..."

After hearing Yu Zhesen's words, Claire smiled: "This is a security assistance robot that has been recently launched. Don't think it's just picking up garbage here."

Before he finished speaking, the white trash can moved to An He, and two blue light spots that acted as eyes flashed towards the black mechanical long sword in her hand.

"In order to maintain public safety in the area and avoid unnecessary misunderstandings and hostility from others, please keep carrying a sword with your right hand." The robot reminded An He.

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An He changed his knife to his right hand and carried it. The white trash can left in front of her and went to patrol somewhere else.

"Why can you just hold a knife in your right hand?" Yu Zhesen suddenly didn't understand the truth here.

An He said lightly: "Because most people's right hands are used by their hands, they cannot suddenly draw their swords and attack with their right hands."

Claire continued: "I have seen similar conventional rules in old books, where swordsmen would hold swords in public to show that they were not hostile to others."

"What if someone learns swords with his left hand?"

"Unless he can learn by himself, any martial arts school teacher will drive him out, and naturally no one will accompany him to practice the offensive and defensive routines of his left hand."

"This is the old almanac from many years ago..." Yu Zhesen disagreed.

Adult, times have changed long ago.

"But the proposal of public security to assist the robot is still useful. Maybe there are 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 the knife in his right hand, so those people can be less suspicious."

That's it, but An He had to draw his sword when he cut someone down. Yu Zhesen recalled what happened on the rooftop before.

"By the way, instructor, the 'glacier' on the rooftop of the inpatient building today..."

"It's dead." Claire replied before Yu Zhesen finished asking, "Although 60% of his body is a Cyber ​​organ tissue transformed by prosthetic body, he was cut in half and fell from such a high place, so how could he have life?"

"That guy is from the Lin Sect, right?"

"Yes."

Claire stopped in front of a small food shop with the "Golden Rabbit Barbecue" lantern sign: "It's here, you can order whatever you want with your boss."

Yu Zhesen and An He looked at each other. This barbecue restaurant was really too simple...

There are eight square tables in the store, with four chairs next to each table.

There is a three-wheeled electric vehicle converted into a barbecue stall in front of the store. The oil pan and the grill are placed side by side. The glass cabinet is filled with red, white, yellow and green format skewers, both meat and vegetables.

The boss is about fifty years old, and his right arm is a mechanical prosthesis that has been modified by prosthesis, and he can switch out various kitchen utensils as he wishes.

Needless to say, the knife used to cut ham with sliced ​​meat, the spoon that takes oil and the tweezer that puts the skewers into the pot and out of the pot are also complete.

His left eye was also converted into an electronic prosthetic eye, which was connected to the chips and neural circuits in the skull, which could accurately observe the raw, cooked, crisp, and burnt oil and food.

"Boss! Add ten strings of five-spice dried rice cakes here! Fry me a little crisper with rice cakes!"

"You have to wait. I have to finish the people who ordered the order in front first!" The boss poured a plate of squid skewers wrapped in flour into the oil pan.

The sound of fried rice was heard, and the flour slurry wrapped around the surface of the squid skewers quickly turned into golden crispy skin, and the greedy fragrance spread all over the place.

Yu Zhesen and An He looked at each other, and both of them saw the desire to "want to eat" from each other's eyes.

"Hey, An He, this... although it looks a bit... savage... right?"

"Well...but... maybe it's really delicious."

The boss is neatly lined up the fried squid skewers on the grill and flipped them one by one to make them evenly heated and smoked.

He heard the conversation between Yu Zhesen and An He and immediately showed a bright smile: "Don't worry, I'm changing the oil every day, and the things are definitely fresh!"

At this time, the strong man with a beer belly who came over from the side raised his eyebrows: "Boss, what are you saying? Look at the black and paste on the grill, the flour, pepper, salt, cumin and other things are burnt and clumped."

The boss smiled embarrassedly, a little embarrassed: "Oh, I've been too busy these days. When I go back tonight, I will definitely wash it and scrape it clean."

The strong man with beer belly was even more unhappy: "What are you doing that troublesome thing? You have to bake it like this! It tastes good! Every time you wash it, I deliberately come after a long time."

After saying that, he glanced at Yu Zhesen and An He through the hot smoke above the oil pan, and preached in an old tone: "Young people should not be too particular. You all come to this place to eat. The most important thing is to eat happily! Besides, the ancestors said that they will not be ill if they eat..."

At this time, the boss of Jintu BBQ suddenly covered the lid of the oil pan, and the hot white smoke quickly dissipated.

The strong man with beer belly saw clearly that An He, who was wearing a security bureau uniform, was standing beside Yu Zhesen. The horizontal flesh on his face twitched twice, and his body turned around unnaturally, lowered his head and shrank his shoulders and walked away.

"Look at you scared me." Yu Zhesen teased An He while putting skewers on the plate.
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