Under the guidance of the nanny, Ai Liang walked around the residential area.
The main thing is to understand the surveillance and security systems nearby so that you can sneak out in the middle of the night and check the spots.
At home, the parents, Ai Zhe and Feng Yue, were just as Ai Liang expected, they would go home on time to spend time with their children in the first two days after moving here.
But after chatting before dinner on the third day and having a dispute over business issues, the two of them returned to their original state, and as soon as they got home, they went back to their bedrooms and study to work alone.
Starting from the fifth day, he made various excuses not to go home, leaving only Ai Liang and the nanny living here.
It’s not clear whether there are so many jobs, but the idea of avoiding the other party under the pretext of work is obvious.
Since there was no chance to persuade him to make peace, Ai Liang simply let nature take its course and focus on his own affairs.
At 8:30 in the evening, the nanny returned to the room to rest under spiritual suggestion.
Ai Liang stood calmly in front of the bathroom mirror and squeezed her face.
His original height of 1.4 meters began to slowly expand, and his muscles twisted like liquid metal.
Ten minutes later, an older young man, nearly 1.9 meters tall and aged 31 or 2, appeared in the mirror.
After continuous practice, Ai Liang has been able to control the time of physical transformation within five to fifteen minutes.
The simpler and more skillful the transformation, the shorter the time it takes. For example, turning nails into claws can be completed in a few seconds.
Ai Liang raised his hand and touched his chin to make some small adjustments to his face.
This face was not fabricated out of thin air, but he modified it based on the Medal of Honor recipient.
To be honest, Ai Liang is actually not good at pinching faces. In his previous life, when he played games, he either used the system defaults or randomly found face pinching data on the Internet.
In this life, I have inherited the "talent" from my previous life in terms of pinching my face. No matter how I pinch it, it always gives people a very awkward feeling.
In the process of practicing with Li Yongming as a reference, Li Yongming's face became more and more proficient, and Ai Liang simply decided to make his debut with this face with slight modifications.
He is the kind of person who looks like Li Yongming at first glance, but turns out to be another person at a closer look.
After putting on the clothes she had prepared in advance and taking her wallet, Ai Liang went to the balcony of the bedroom and jumped over the railing.
rustle.
There was a slight friction sound between the soles of the shoes and the ground.
Fortunately, the floor I lived on was not too high, so my toes took off most of the force and did not cause much noise.
Ai Liang bypassed the bodyguard and came to the road with ease. Based on the city map in his mind, he walked along the sidewalk toward the Bounty Hunter Service Center while looking for a taxi.
Now that the problem of freedom has been solved, the next step is to solve the problem of identity.
In the information age, it is undoubtedly a troublesome thing not to have a mobile bank account, and to get these, you need a fake identity.
Ai Liang didn't want this identity to have anything to do with his real body, so he had to start from scratch.
Ai Liang touched the bulging wallet in his arms: "Asking a fake ID dealer to create a fake identity would touch upon my blind spot of knowledge... I hope I can get some information from the bounty hunter about various religions and religions."
'Don't go to that trouble, just let me control a few people. It's not that simple to create a fake identity.'
Anlian, who had been silent since departure until now, suddenly said.
"If I let you come, there will be sequelae. Firstly, I am not anxious about my identity. Secondly, if I have no enmity with others, I don't want to make the other person mentally ill."
After hearing this, Anliang mocked disdainfully: 'Haha, it sounds nice, you filled your wallet with thousand-yuan bills, didn't you just have the idea of finding gangsters to fish for law enforcement?'
Ai Liang replied seriously: "Issuing fake certificates is not a visible profession, I need an entry point or introducer.
And what I call it is self-defense, and there is no problem in either legal or moral aspects."
'Take off your pants and fart.'
Anliang fell into silence after leaving these words.
After a year of getting along with each other, Ai Liang had long been accustomed to An Liang's tantrum and didn't take his nonsense to heart at all.
If you really take it seriously, you will be pissed off by this guy sooner or later.
Ai Liang didn't know if there was anyone like him in the world, so he chose to keep a low profile.
If there are other people in the world who have similar abilities to himself, and being low-key can bring safety, he cannot be sure that he is the strongest one.
If not, Ai Liang doesn't want to make the whole world enemies just because he listens to An Liang's unscrupulous toy with human beings.
A normal person's moral bottom line is a horizontal boundary in his heart, but An Liang's bottom line is vertical, making it easier for him to climb up and down.
As for morality? There has never been such a thing in Desolation.
He always only does things based on personal interests. In His eyes, human life is no more noble than the wild flowers picked casually by the roadside.
Ai Liang avoided surveillance cameras and walked quickly towards his destination. After walking for nearly five kilometers, he finally met a taxi.
"Go to the Bounty Hunter Service Center."
Ai Liang took out a banknote and handed it to the driver.
The driver looked hesitantly at the thousand-yuan bill with a gold edge. He hesitated for a while before reaching out and taking off the small monitor on the rearview mirror.
He said cautiously: "Guest, the Bounty Hunter Service Center is closed at this time. Also...do you have any change? I usually use mobile payment and I can't find it."
'This driver is scared to death by you.'
Ai Liang ignored Anliang with a dark face, and asked in a deep voice: "Don't the Bounty Hunter Service Center get off work at ten o'clock?"
The driver pulled a face and tried to force a smile: "According to the regulations, this is true, but in fact, the Bounty Hunter Service Center in Nevada City closes at around seven o'clock.
Under the influence of the Hunter Bar, the place has basically become a decoration... Is this your first time in Nevada?"
‘Hahaha, it’s so funny that a native Chinese is treated as a foreigner.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, you don't need to pay the fare with your mobile phone, you just need thousand-yuan banknotes that are not common in daily life. I'm afraid the driver doesn't regard you as a hired temporary killer.
Looking at his nervous and funny look, he must be racking his brains to think of how to avoid arousing your murderous intention?'
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Ai Liang scolded in his heart and immediately silenced An Liang.
Then he put his hands on the back of his head and made an embarrassed look: "I'm sorry, I've always been curious about bounty hunters, but my family wouldn't let me get in touch with them, so I sneaked out of the house."
Thinking that there were high-end residential areas for several kilometers nearby, the driver reluctantly accepted this reason.
After taking the change from Ai Liang, the driver said: "My family should be in good condition. Listen to my advice. If the bounty hunter can avoid contact, it's best not to contact him."
This was the first time Ai Liang heard comments about Neihua from a stranger in Neihua City. He put on a curious attitude and asked, "Why do you say that? I often hear people say Neihua when traveling abroad.
The bounty hunters in Hua City are very powerful."
"How can we not be awesome when many bounty hunters in Nevada City have blood on their hands?"
The driver smiled bitterly: "Brother, listen to my advice. It's not fun to deal with people with blood on their hands. Don't bring the movie into reality. Those people are not easy to get along with at all.
Especially here, there is almost no threshold for registering a bounty hunter. No one knows what the bounty hunter you come into contact with is doing behind the scenes.
Not long ago, a colleague of mine was carrying someone he shouldn't have been carrying. A bounty hunter followed the clues and broke off two of his fingers to interrogate the passenger's whereabouts.
I’m not afraid of your jokes. The reason why I come here to run a taxi is because I’m worried about encountering the same thing. I’ll be ready to change my career after working for a while.”
Considering that he would never drive a taxi again, the driver rambled on a lot after saying this, as if he wanted to release all the pressure that had nowhere to vent.
"... If you really want to know about the bounty hunter, brother, I suggest you check the other person's credit score before contacting him. Anyone with a credit score of less than 80 has basically committed some crime. You can do it yourself.
Consider it."
Upon arriving at the destination, the driver immediately shut his mouth and didn't say a word. After getting off the bus at Ai Liang, he turned around and left without any intention of staying.
Although the emotional trash can listened to the driver's story about the hardships along the way, Ai Liang managed to extract some useful information from it.
The Hunter Bar not far away is the new target.
"I hope we can find clues to the fake certificate tonight."
Ai Liang patted his coat and strode towards the bar.