"Xiaohe, the work needs to be done in advance. We have to go to the Sanjiao area in two days."
Early that morning, as soon as Gu He and Sakai Huaqing came to the fish pond together, they were informed of the new news by Miss Caiyin.
"What's wrong?" He was still thinking about playing Cowherd for a few more days to increase his value a lot, "The customer asked for it? It's not good, this job is inherently risky, and the time keeps changing, so we have to be careful.
"
"Well, I know for sure." Miss Caiyin said, "This is a time limit change that is automatically triggered according to the requirements in the chip. There are variables, but they have little to do with us. We are only responsible for handing over a rare object."
Lao Fan was busy cooking in the small kitchen without saying anything, while a girl was half-lying on the sofa.
As soon as Sakai Kao saw it, he immediately cheered and ran over, "Sweet cookie!"
Gu He also noticed that the girl had short black hair and was pretty with clear features. She was wearing a casual and loose dark red sportswear and gray sweatpants. She was eating a bag of potato chips in her hand and watching TV, occupying his throne.
Went.
"Hua Qing, morning." The girl picked up a piece of potato chips and shook it, "Want one?"
"No, actors should stay in shape. I miss you so much." Sakai Kao was very excited.
Ayane Kumiko introduced it to Gu He. This girl's name was Xiaobing Bi, and she was also a member of the fish pond.
She is a fabricator professional, with a fifth-speed gear and an intermediate second-level programmer.
But unlike Sakai Shukichi’s story creation flow, Cookie follows the speech flow:
Speeches and politicians all follow this route. They only need to use simple words to inspire people, fabricate ideas and opinions, and drive the public crazy. The strongest speech fabricator can have a huge impact on the whole world.
That was exactly what happened in the past Sixth Age, an era with many popular leaders and various slogans.
J-level program: keywords, use one word to influence others.
Q-level program: assert and influence others with one sentence.
Gu He listened to this introduction, and for some reason, he thought of "Three sentences to make a man spend 1 million for me."
Cookie usually doesn't see people because she has realized half of Gu He's ideal. She is in a semi-retired state and is a real otaku. She doesn't just think about it like Lorna does. She usually stays in the rented apartment.
They lived in the apartment where they ate and waited to die.
Still unable to find Shuuji this time, Miss Ayin called Cookie and asked her to take on this mission.
Moreover, because this work is not done in the psychic network, it will take a long time for a fabricator like Shuji to construct an illusion, and it is not suitable for large groups participating in real-time battles.
The advantage of a large group is that personalities can be quickly switched, and multiple programs for different professions can be mixed and matched without affecting oneself.
In the real world, Sakai Shukichi is suitable for setting illusion traps in advance, or completing the release of programs under the protection of the team.
The cookies are more suitable for the large group needs of this mission.
After Miss Caiyin finished the introduction, she went to pick up the connecting helmet. Gu He and Xiaobibing had also met each other, so he pulled Sakai Kao to the side of the bar, looked at the stolen sofa, and asked quietly:
"Ms. Sakai, didn't your brother write a series of sweet pet articles about cookies? Does it have anything to do with her?"
"It doesn't matter. My brother is just a bad name maker. He used our names to make up random names. The heroine of his Sweet Pet novel was named Lin Qian. He changed her name to Lin Sang. Maybe after a while, he will write a Sweet Pet novel.
The heroine of the article is named Gu He or something like that."
"Then don't..."
"But as for Cookie, he seems to have another purpose of dispelling Cookie's aura as a fabricator."
"Why did Cookie offend him?"
"No offense, my brother likes to joke. The more familiar you are with him, the funnier he becomes..."
"Uh, does Cookie have anything to do with Lindsay?"
Gu He is now most familiar with the inaudible boxer, but not so familiar with Xiu Ji and Lindsay, so it would be bad if he unintentionally offends their friendship.
"No, Lin Sang treats everyone in the fish pond as family, and we also treat him as a very good brother."
Sakai Kao said with admiration, "But Lin Sang really has many girlfriends, and all of them are so beautiful.
"As for Cookie, I've known her for so long, and she seems to be only interested in eating. I think she likes Uncle Fan more than Lin Sang. She is also the one who likes Uncle Fan the most among us."
Gu He really didn't hear Lao Fan saying that the cookies were delicious and he was lazy. If he had been lying on the sofa, he would have scolded him.
This is clearly a differential treatment.
"Xiaohe, Hua Qing, come here." Miss Caiyin called out while holding several helmets, "Help take down the helmets."
Gu He had no choice but to scratch his head and walk away, still a little uneasy about this job.
Soon, he, Miss Sakai, and Cookie were all sitting on the sofa, wearing connected helmets, and established a sense of empathy.
He successfully sensed another set of unfamiliar sensory information besides Miss Sakai. Her body was light and lazy, and she didn't want to move too much. When Cookie transferred her soul, her personality data actually made him feel like a
Table food.
Could this be the origin of the name Cookie...
"Hello." Cookie greeted him in his mind, "Let me explain first, I like empathy the most. I don't have to walk hard on my own, the road is taken by others. So if it's not necessary, don't let me be the main personality. Thank you.
."
Through the shared emotions, Gu He suddenly understood why this guy wanted to be this type of fabricator.
This is not to play politics at all, but to use keywords to assert that this procedure is simple enough and saves effort in speaking.
Isn't this better than a boxer singing at the top of his lungs?
"You guys go ahead and practice, I'm going to take a nap first." Cookie said, and as a sub-personality, she really lost her voice.
Gu He had just thought about getting some Cowherd points from her, but he couldn't do it at all.
From this point of view, goose feathers are still very good!
However, this task must be completed before the next contact can be made.
…
This morning, Sophia was walking in the garden and woods of her villa. Facing the lush and quiet natural beauty around her, she became more and more anxious.
Last night, Elizabeth announced the establishment of the Red Rain Investigation Team on Seth Channel. That was really exciting.
But this enthusiasm was exchanged for her authority.
She finally couldn't help but take out her satellite phone and called Carl Wilson, who quickly connected.
"Miss Sophia, good morning..." Wilson's tone was respectful and calm.
"Do you know about Miss Elizabeth Sterling's Red Rain Investigation Team? Do we also need to set up an investigation team to publicly search for street speeders with prizes in order to get clues?"
Sophia said angrily, her posture almost unbearable, "It's been ten days! Wilson, it's been ten days."
"Miss Sophia, I have a clear clue and I want to report it to you."
"What? Say it quickly."
"After my verification, a group of cyber cowboys that night were hiding in the Walled City. However, the geography of the Walled City is very complicated, so I only identified a small area. I still have to go to the scene to find the exact location.
"There is another troublesome situation. I feel that my activities these days have attracted a little attention. In order to keep it confidential, I can't go back to the company for the time being, but I can't find him in the Walled City by myself. Even if I find him, he will be arrested.
The city gangsters disrupted the city.
"We need a team. But with all due respect, Miss Sophia, with your current authority level, it will be difficult for you to call such a team unless you clearly explain this matter to the superiors."
Sophia listened in silence for a while, then walked on the fresh dirt road in the woods.
It can't be said. If things are different, it will lead to competition among other potential heirs in the family, including her brothers and sisters. If the news is louder, the risk of the news leaking to other families and companies will increase.
Moreover, if it is finally discovered that there is no overdrive gear in it, or there is something else wrong.
Then she will be held accountable and demoted again, and this time she may have to go to the eighth level.
"I'm going to give you a private mercenary team." She said thoughtfully.
"Miss Sophia, this matter is of great importance. Please consider it carefully." Wilson almost refused directly. "Mercenaries cannot be trusted. They will sell your dynamic information to others."
Sophia didn't dare to say that she knew more about things on the street than Wilson. Those street dogs would definitely be able to do that kind of thing.
"The Walled City is a big and messy place, so we must have a professional team." Wilson added, "We have to hurry up, because the Internet Cowboys will keep moving.
"In the next two days, there will be a rooftop festival in Daxing Walled City in the Walled City. The flow of people will increase, and a large number of people from other districts will join in the fun. If they take advantage of it and run away, I may never be able to track them again."
Festival activities? Sophia raised her eyebrows. She was not interested in that shabby place in the Walled City that held no festivals.
It's just that... a vague idea came to her mind.
If you go to the Walled City to join in the fun that day, take this as an excuse to bring a family security team, then meet Wilson there, and take people directly to catch those cowboys...
As long as she finds a reasonable reason, her going to the Walled City will not attract much attention, at least less than what would be caused if she explicitly stated it.
"Wilson, please continue to stare." Sophia said, still needing to think carefully.
She hung up the call and continued walking in the woods.
This plan felt good. The Walled City was a mess, but she didn't even need to get out of the car when the time came. She would just wait on the side of the street, wait for the team to arrest the people, and then go home to receive the credit...
However, there was always something preventing her from making this decision, and she was still hesitating.
The Walled City was like a puddle of feces falling from the sky, making the area filthy and causing bacterial plaque to grow crazily.
She didn't want to go there. For people of her class, going there was a joke.
No, it’s wrong to think that way, profit, profit comes first... As long as she can catch the Overdrive Cowboy, she can make a comeback...
The more Sophia thought about it, the more the scales seemed to lean towards that direction.
Those cowboys were still in the dark, but she was well prepared.
She walked on the forest road for a while, and suddenly a handsome servant hurriedly caught up with her and brought the latest information.
The latest news about Elizabeth Sterling.
This guy led his team to the Walled City District early this morning. Investigating the case? It’s not that simple. Elizabeth really found strange objects during her trip to the Boxing District. Is she looking for something again when she went to the Walled City this time...
Did the news leak?
Sophia's heart kept sinking, she was a little panicked, almost furious, and the scales were tilting faster.
That was the street overdrive she discovered first! Elizabeth couldn't take it away.
…
The lobby on the first floor of the Tiantai Postman Headquarters in Daxing Walled City welcomed an extremely rare guest.
"Captain of the Postman" Mr. Dro and others did not give this Princess Seth a good look. She only answered a few questions when asked. She just wanted to go about her business as usual and not cause trouble to Seth.
"Miss Sterling, we have told the Bureau of Secrets many times what we are about to say."
Mr. Dro's tone was calm: "We were all sad about the fire, but the postman found nothing special. Whether the fire started naturally or was set by man, we couldn't find out.
"The Secret Bureau asked someone to conduct a retrospective inspection of the fire scene, and several people went crazy. Everything else was burned out and completely destroyed."
Elizabeth was silent. She had already been warned not to conduct retrospective inspections at the fire site, otherwise she would definitely go crazy as a second-programmer.
"Don't you have any special information?" she asked sincerely, "Mr. Dro, please believe that I sincerely want to pursue the truth. Even if the opponent is a consortium like Santo, our investigation team has such energy.
"
Mr. Dro still looked cold and cold, as did the other middle-aged postmen.
"Miss Sterling, thank you for your kindness. The Walled City is used to fending for itself and does not need you to mobilize people."
Elizabeth could only frown and leave the rooftop postman headquarters with this result.
It's obvious that she doesn't have their trust...
Seth has not allowed her to publicly claim that she is a hero, so in the eyes of Mr. Dro and others, she is a blood-eater. The reason why the Walled City was born was due to a blood-eating feast of the blood-eaters.
But she will not be discouraged, the hero's adventure has just begun.
Just as Elizabeth took Ayako and others back to the noisy rooftop outside, Taoist Yu Cheng, who had walked away before, came back.
"Miss Sterling, I went to see a postman friend. She owes me a favor and is willing to talk to you."
"Oh! Take me there quickly." Elizabeth cheered up. The street values relationships and affection, and their personal network is another huge treasure.
Under the leadership of Taoist priest Yu Cheng, the team walked and jumped from the rooftop to another building, and then took the narrow stairwell to the next floor. In a dilapidated and dark corner, Elizabeth saw the female postman.
"I only have three minutes to talk to you, so please stop gossiping."
The young female postman named Xiaomei was also wearing a blue uniform, and her tone was not very enthusiastic. She was just giving Yu Cheng face.
"I don't know what the truth is, but after the fire, I was one of the first postmen to enter the scene. Everything was burned to a mess, several buildings collapsed in half, and there was a strange smell of meat in the air. Look at it.
This graffiti pattern.”
Elizabeth followed Xiaomei's gaze and looked at a bright red graffiti with strange lines on the wall next to her.
It looks like a human figure, but it is hazy and confusing, with different features from different angles.
"I was at the fire scene and saw this graffiti for the first time. Since then, this graffiti has become a popular culture in the Walled City, spreading like a virus. Miss Sterling, I am not sure, but this
It may be related to religious sacrificial rituals. There is a new secret sect in the city that is unknown to anyone."
After hearing Xiaomei's words, Elizabeth's mood became more solemn.
In Flowing Light City, there are underground religions everywhere, and some have already had great influence.
There are also non-religious organizations like the Low Branch Tribe that do religious things.
She didn't know much about the sects in the Walled City. If the fire was a sacrifice...
"The council seems to have received an intelligence." Xiaomei added, "In the past few days, there will be underground sacrifices again. Miss Sterling, people's hearts, people's hearts in the Walled City are changing, more and more people believe this
Tuya has high hopes for the buyback and transformation plan.
"So the council decided to hold a festival, just two days later, to attack the underground sacrifices with the festival, so as to restore everyone's confidence in the Walled City."
Elizabeth listened silently, the situation may be more complicated than she thought.
It's not just as simple as the Santo Company sending people to set a fire, it also involves the religious situation and internal fighting in the walled area.
The Walled City is like a separate place, and many news will not spread outside quickly.
It was only now that she learned that there would be a festival here in two days.
"Who painted these graffiti?" Elizabeth asked again.
"I don't know, there will be one within a few minutes. There is no surveillance in the walled city. This is our tradition. Satellites in the sky can't even try to spy on us."
When Xiaomei said this, there was a sense of pride in her voice:
"But sooner or later, we will expand to the sky and occupy all those space stations, satellites and other things."
After saying that, she hurried away and disappeared around the corner of the narrow alley, as if this conversation had never existed.
Elizabeth looked at the graffiti on the wall next to her and thought for a long time.
She turned back to the security team, as well as Ayako, Wu Zhen and Yu Cheng, and said seriously: "I want to trace this place to see if I can find any clues. Just keep an eye on me and help me if I have a problem."
Pull me out."
The security personnel tried to dissuade them, but Ayako nodded seriously and agreed. Monk Wu Zhen said it was no problem, but the security team was wary of them.
These three people have just joined Seth and have not yet gained complete trust.
"Didi da da da, the user will engage in a dangerous activity." Jian Bao suddenly said, "Enable protection mode: If someone takes the opportunity to attack you, I will automatically kill them."
Elizabeth was startled. This was the first time she heard it said that there was such a mode. She thought that Jianbao could do nothing but make some crooked truths and make some jokes at this stage...
But this is the sword in the stone, the treasure pointed out by the master!
"Thank you, Jianbao."
Elizabeth suddenly gained more courage and confidence, and insisted on this decision. She had 95% personality integrity. She wanted to use retrospection to see who drew the graffiti and feel the other person's mood and thoughts.
To be able to draw graffiti so close to the postman's headquarters, the time must be short. The other party's identity may not be simple, and she felt that this would be a clue.
After the security personnel were ready, Elizabeth stretched out her hand and pressed the graffiti on the wall, and suddenly, the retrospection was activated.
The strange and bizarre scene immediately pulled her into the illusion.