Restart Red Moon, from arms dealer to imperial command

Chapter 34 Abnormalities in the Prevention and Control Station

There were footsteps on the stairs.

Bai Shu lowered his head and saw himself through the screen of the simulator.

Although she has changed her makeup, changed her pupil color, hairstyle, and voice, and even changed her clothes and hat, but Ning Zhi would still reveal her secrets when she saw her.

As long as it's not Ning Zhi herself, relying on the interest relationship and the cognitive error she created, Baizhu won't worry about anything happening. Even Ning Zhi's teacher, she can deceive the past.

...Why do you recite it like this?

Met Ning Zhi directly on the first night? !

Bai Shu closed her eyes with a headache, the shock passed and only calmness remained.

"It's inconvenient for me to meet outsiders. Please abide by the transaction commitment and help me cover up."

Bai Shu sat on the bench, continued to input data without panic, pretended not to care, and said calmly: "There is a problem with the save function of this model machine, and the data I have is not easy to break, otherwise this hour will be wasted .”

"Don't worry, this is all a matter of negotiation. I will do what I say, and I will assign you, the little boss, to cover up."

The old man walked with his hands behind his back, and hurried out the door before Ning Zhi went down the last step.

"It's almost nine o'clock, why are you down here? Are you making trouble with mice again?"

Ning Zhi's voice came through the door, Bai Shu checked the first part of the data, adjusted the machine to mute and then pressed the [Integrate] button——

"Ding! We have started integrating data for you, please do not turn off the machine or touch the buttons at will!"

The machine's beep was clear and loud, even if Bai Zhu didn't wear a hearing aid, his ears hurt from the vibration.

Bai Shu: "..."

I wipe, isn't it muted?
Wouldn't even the mute program be broken? !

"Hey, what's the sound?"

Ning Zhi's voice was puzzled, and the footsteps going upstairs stopped abruptly, "There was some movement in the warehouse just now, did you just think about drinking and forgot to turn off some equipment? I'll go and turn it off for you, really..."

The sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the steps kept approaching, and Bai Shu walked towards the switch.

The time for data entry still needs 5s.
5, 4, 3...

"Squeak-"

The moment the warehouse door was pushed open, the simulator made a sound:
【Ding!The data has been entered and saved. 】

With quick eyes and quick hands, Bai Shu dropped the switch with a "click", and the warehouse was instantly pitch black!

"The power is off? What's going on?"

Ning Zhi frowned and touched the holster on her thigh.

"Hey, I guess there was something wrong with the machine I just checked, and the switch burned out."

The old man's voice is not surprising:
"It's an old house here, and it's normal to have some wiring problems. It just broke once yesterday, and you can find someone to fix it for me tomorrow—don't worry about this broken place, what kind of wine did you bring me, let me see .”

"Don't be in a hurry to open it, let's go up first."

Ning Zhi's voice was helpless, "No, there's something wrong with the line, why didn't you..."

The footsteps gradually faded away.

Bai Shu, who was hiding behind the door, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Every day, I thought I was acting in a spy movie.

Crisis lifted.

Bai Shu packed up his sketchbook and acting paper in the dark, stuffed the stationery and models into his school bag, and walked back out of the small door.

Now the street is bustling, the red light district's brilliant neon lights up half of the sky, even overwhelming the brilliance of the red moon, there are drunken drunkards lying on the side of the street, and the people passing by don't stop and revel in their own carnival, as if in this corner of drunkenness and dreams In the middle of the day, he forgot the shackles of the day, and lived only for instinct and pleasure.

Be recklessly crazy and unleash your deepest self.

Bai Shu wore sunglasses, just glanced roughly, and Ning Zhi's words suddenly sounded in his mind:
[Or you may die before you have enough enjoyment. The lives of the people in the Second City are cheap, and it is not pleasant to live with more people and less food.Xiao Shu, please go out here and take a look. There are a lot of homeless people in the second city. People starve to death on the streets every day.Only the red-light district’s most desperate people are the richest, so more and more people are willing to sacrifice their lives in exchange for pleasure]

Ning Zhi said it as if he was joking, but in fact, his eyes were full of helplessness and self-deprecation, and even a little bit of resentment and bitterness.

She was already at the top of the hunter ranks, making money as fast as a joke, and she still felt sad about the huge difference between the inner and outer cities.They have been unfair since they were born, and their lives have been set at a glance.

"Anyway, I won't be able to sleep when I go back, but I can go out and have a look. I haven't visited the red light district before."

Bai Shu bypassed the main cross street in the red light district and walked northwest along the road.

The third base is in the southeast. After all, the residents there are under the watchful eye of the manager, and there will be no excessive situations, at least not here in Bai Lingyu.

She was going in the opposite direction.

Wai Ercheng fell when Bai Shu could remember. All the information she knew came from archives and stories from Bai Lingyu’s leisure time. Her impression of this place was similar to “later generations imagined the appearance of a certain dynasty based on ruins and documentaries.” , focusing on an imagination.

Now walking on the narrow road with potholes, it feels a little more substantial.

"Poor thing, please do me a favor, my child is having a high fever, and I have no money to buy medicine..."

The streets are deserted and deserted, the more you go forward, the less popular you are, and the lights of every house are turned off early.

Only the homeless man sleeping on the lawn on the street, and the woman who is still begging for help from the occasional passerby.

"Howling? If you have this skill, why don't you wash yourself and sell it!" Cursed at the homeless man lying on the street, "It's not like there is nothing, it's not good-looking, it's cheaper to make a living, and surviving is not as important as having a clean body!"

He was missing a leg, and he was cutting off his extra trouser leg to use as a sock when he scolded.

In May, the mosquitoes were cheerful, biting him so much that he couldn't sleep.

The scolded woman pursed her lips, hugged the dying child in her arms tightly, and broke down in tears: "Baby, don't scare mom, don't scare mom, mom only has you..."

A clean hand reached out and touched the child's forehead.

The woman was stunned, and looked up at the ten-year-old child in front of her.

"The fever is severe, buy some medicine first," Baizhu stopped, "Follow me."

"Hey, hey, hey! Okay! Okay!"

The woman hurriedly stood up and followed. The other homeless men were confused by Baizhu's attire. Just as he was about to stop him, Baizhu turned away, revealing the pistol on his waist.

The homeless man turned off the ignition immediately, and no one went to seek death.

Baizhu paid enough for the outpatient injections and medicines, and didn't give the woman any money. She just asked the nurse to buy some food for the mother and child before leaving.

It is already one o'clock in the morning.

Bai Zhu twisted his neck and was about to walk back after leaving the clinic when his steps suddenly stopped.

"Woo... help..."

Tiny whimpers and prevaricated cries for help were fleeting.

Bai Shu captured it keenly, and looked at a small residential building on his left:
Three or four people in white study uniforms and isolation masks forcefully held down a woman as she walked out of the courtyard, injected anesthesia and carried them onto a stretcher, while another was holding a baby in swaddling.

This outfit is... Pollution Control Station? !
(End of this chapter)