In Summer City in early winter, the atmosphere was unusually hot due to the parade of college students. The closer to the Municipal Square, the higher the heat.
At 10 a.m., more than 20 university parades were stationed in the square and surrounding areas. Under the shining winter sun, the weather was still sunny and the temperature was neither cold nor hot. College students who were still energetic began to march in the municipal square.
Waving slogans and slogans, chatting with the surrounding military and police officers, and testing each other's boundaries.
Most people know that today's parade is just a show. In order to have a happy and brilliant show, professional skills and cooperation from all parties are essential.
Apart from reaching a consensus on this, everything else is in disarray.
Ronan found a leisure library outside the Municipal Square. It has teahouses, water bars, and hot drink shops. The most important thing is that the window near the square is in a good location. It can connect the Municipal Square and most areas on the east side.
In the eyes of income.
He casually clicked on the e-book pages on the translucent coffee table, and 99% of his energy was still focused on the square, searching for suspicious targets according to Mudan's "perfect plan".
Then he confirmed: Your sister is perfect!
At present, around the square, those who parade, those who watch the excitement, those who pass by... everyone is counted, which is about tens of thousands of people. But the flow of people passing by and their life sketches are intertwined, creating a star map of change.
, like an e-book on the table, the writing is densely packed, and the pages are scanned, making people dizzy.
At present, the number of people is far from reaching the peak. If the parades and carnivals really start in the evening, there will probably be half a million people, packed like sardines in a small area with a radius of five or six kilometers.
The range is not a problem, but the starry sky where half a million people gather has such a density that even the center of the Milky Way cannot compare to it. With all his brains squeezed out, can he paint the target with color?
"It's too messy, it's too messy." Ronan tapped the table with his fingers, changing the rhythm and volume to relieve the irritability in his heart.
Right now, the order in the square is very chaotic, and people's hearts are even more chaotic.
Ronan once observed the parade "teased" by Peony through the perspective of ink. Hundreds of people moved forward excitedly, and the surging emotions formed a layer of hot invisible flames. Some kind of preliminary integration trend has been formed, and a certain
The prototype of the system.
Seemingly similar, in fact, through comparison, the slight differences and deviations of individuals can be highlighted. At this time, the team in the square did not have this condition at all.
Ronan can only start by examining the target itself. However, the characteristics of the first, second, and third stages of aberration infection are all different, especially the second stage, which is currently the most likely, which is the "latency period" when the infection is already infected but not completely aberrated.
At this stage, the difference between the inspection target and normal creatures is very small, which requires extremely high precision and a lot of experience points to make judgments.
Ronan had the information provided by Sanzha Security at hand, and he also made a distinction based on the root equipment, root nature, and root machine standards taught by the master of the temple, but this was not enough.
The art of identifying "organic machines" also requires a lot of experience as a basis, and Ronan's current accumulation is far from enough; not to mention, mental telepathy has always been a very personal experience, and it is difficult to truly understand it by looking at the information.
of.
He needed to discuss it with someone, but Staff Officer Mudan was still leisurely traveling around the area, and it was said that he would arrive in the afternoon.
After observing by the window for a while, Ronan consumed almost all his interest. There was no breakthrough in his thinking, and he was just wasting time and tea...
He picked up the tea cup and took a sip to relax his nerves a little. Then he felt a faint stimulation nearby, non-target, non-hostile, and chirping.
Ronan turned his head to look, and accurately captured the source of the excitement. There was a row of tables across an aisle, and he saw a familiar face.
When Ronan's eyes met, the other person's expression was slightly stiff, but he still nodded politely to him. Ronan also responded, and then ignored him.
However, that side was still within the coverage area of his perception. There were two people at the other side's table, both women, and they had been talking about something private. From just now, it involved him:
"Xian'er, who is this? You're frozen."
"Don't worry!"
"No way, is this your ideal type? Turner will cry!"
"I told you to leave it alone."
"But he looks so weak, like a little boy. Look at what he is wearing, an autumn sweatshirt, gray in color, like a school uniform. He keeps his head down reading, has no friends, is lonely, typical of depression
Tie……"
"Shut up, you."
"Hey, this is too protective. Do you have a crush on him?"
"Fat-headed fish!"
"Okay, don't talk about him, don't talk about him. What do you think of this place I booked? There must be a mess in the square at night, but here, it's quiet and the atmosphere is good. It's more suitable for a sultry woman like you.
That one is sitting there, it's fate... Hey, what are you doing?"
"Toilet."
The conversation ended, and a slender girl stood up from the table over there. She was dressed fashionably and left with a sullen face. However, before leaving, she glanced at Ronan again. Unfortunately, their eyes met again, and they could only have a stiff expression.
He nodded again, then hurriedly turned around and left.
This...is Yue Qin, right?
The second generation of a certain pharmaceutical company was a guest greeted by Ronan last time in Aurora Cloud City. Her brother Yue Zheng performed poorly and got into a lot of trouble, but she has always been calm, smart, and behaved appropriately.
, the impression given is not bad.
Ronan was more concerned about the reservation information that Yue Qin revealed when talking to his companions. He clicked on the desktop and saw that the reservation time was displayed, which was from 6 pm to 2 am tomorrow morning.
In other words, he can only stay in this position until 6pm at most, and then it will belong to someone else.
Looking for another place? Wait, since the two little girls can think of it, then...
Ronan immediately entered keywords such as municipal square, parade, performance, etc., and sure enough, the relevant window viewing position had already opened a reservation service, and the number of reservations was quickly disappearing. He only hesitated slightly at the two more remote positions.
one time……
Game over.
Forget it, with telepathy, it doesn't matter whether the location is good or bad, it may be safer.
Ronan sighed, leaned his back against the back of the soft chair, and closed his eyes to rest. But the next second he felt something was wrong. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yue Qin's companion walking over softly.
She has a smile on her round face, which is very cute with baby fat. She also wears a pair of women's sunglasses on the end of her nose, which is crooked. She looks like someone who stole the house to play. She is very immature. But she is quite tall.
A fat pink short windbreaker, paired with black pencil pants and white sneakers, the look is very bright.
She passed through the gap between the tables and chairs, crossed the aisle, and reached Ronan's desk, then stretched out her hand: "Xian'er's friend, right... The Xian'er I'm talking about is Yue Qin, she's too upright, so I call her that.
My name is Bai Yu, and friends who are more familiar with me call me Fathead Fish."