Under One Person, Engage in Black Technology

Chapter 15 Attack
"Guo'er! You're back!"

As soon as the little girl came back, two or three little beggars came to greet her. They held hands all the way to the iron barrel.

March and April are the months when spring begins and the weather is still cold. Beggars and scavengers have no stable food supply and cold shelter, so they have no choice but to make a fire to keep warm.

There were also older people in the group. When they saw that everyone was there, they gathered everyone together.

"Is Weizi here?"

"I don't know. I haven't seen him for several days."

Just as the little beggars were chatting, a white-haired beggar came over unsteadily with a big pot, placed it on the fire barrel, and filled it with some water.

Beside the fire, the beggars silently rummaged through their treasured bags, each taking out some food and placing it on the side of the barrel in turn. As for food that could be eaten directly, such as bread, they placed it on the other side.

The older beggar sprinkled some ingredients into the pot, and then carefully put the rotten vegetable leaves, offal, disassembled chicken skeletons, etc. handed over by the beggars into the pot.

Seeing that there was too little, the old beggar shook his head and filled the bottle with more water.

The cauldron simmered for a long time, bubbling. After a while, under the direction of the "cook", the beggars all carried their strangely shaped bowls to get soup, and then picked out things from the pile of food that could not be put into the pot.

When the big pot was empty, everyone held up their bowls and let the old beggar check the portion one by one, and then they all started eating.

"Guo'er, why don't you eat today?"

The old beggar asked as he looked at Guo'er who didn't even take her lunch box.

"I met a good person who gave me some food. I'm not hungry."

The old beggar nodded, sat down and went to eat.

There is no shortage of kind-hearted people in the world. Every now and then there will be a lucky beggar who, with the help of good people, can have a decent meal. For the beggars, it is like the New Year.

Guoer lowered her head and looked at her companion next to her. After hesitating for a moment, she put the empty lunch box on the ground, stood up, and walked to the big pot.

"Today a kind older brother gave me food and also gave me..."

As she spoke, Guoer took out the 100 yuan note and handed it to the old beggar.

"Hey, 100 yuan can buy me several meals of rice!"

"Sister Guoer, you are awesome!"

"Actually, we can't eat more rice than this...why don't we go buy some meat?"

"Are you crazy?"

The young beggars below began to talk among themselves, while the older ones, on the other hand, remained relatively calm.

"That person also said that if we encounter an old beggar we haven't seen before, or something strange happens, we can just go to the bench at McDonald's on North Street and wave, and he will come and give us food."

After saying that, Guo'er asked the old beggar, "Uncle Ning, has anyone unfamiliar come here recently?"

Uncle Ning was the old beggar who cooked the soup. Hearing this, not only Uncle Ning, but all the beggars recalled the past and shook their heads.

Uncle Ning took the hundred-yuan bill and said in a hoarse voice, "If you see an old beggar who doesn't know him, tell Guo'er. We shouldn't eat his food for free."

As the fire in the iron barrel died down, the beggars dispersed. Guo'er and the other beggars also gathered and left.

Only the old beggar was left, rummaging in the iron bucket, trying to get out some rotten wood that could still be burned.

But he didn't notice that a dark shadow had sneaked up behind him...

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Liu Ke, whose initial investigation failed, called Xu San after returning to the dormitory and explained the situation.

Bored, he caught up with Erzhuang and boasted to him. He relied on AI to play fast Go with Gao Erzhuang all night. After beating his opponent until he was obviously angry, the two switched to Gomoku, which was another abuse.

As a result, Gao Erzhuang left the game in disgrace without saying a word.

The next morning, when he woke up, he found that the black wall was giving him reminders.

I opened my mind and took a look. In the video surveillance, there was a little beggar sitting on the bench in McDonald's yesterday, with a panicked look on his face. He waved at the camera from time to time, and this started at four in the morning as soon as it got light.

Not the girl from yesterday…yet.

Liu Ke frowned, thinking about what he had said to the beggar girl yesterday, and felt that things were not going well. He immediately picked up his cello case and backpack, hailed a taxi, and headed to Jiefang North Street.

After getting off the car, I went straight to the McDonald's, and sure enough, the beggar child was still waiting there.

"I made a date with a little sister yesterday...who are you?"

The little beggar was a boy. He looked Liu Ke up and down, then glanced at the cello case, and asked, "Are you the big brother that Sister Guoer was talking about?"

Liu Ke nodded, guessing that this Sister Guoer was the little beggar girl from yesterday.

Seeing him nod, the little boy hurriedly pulled him and walked around in twists and turns.

After walking for more than 10 minutes, we stopped at a place that looked like an abandoned construction site. There were many beggars gathered there, but the little girl from yesterday was not there.

"I'm coming!"

The little beggar who brought Liu Kelai shouted, and the surrounding beggars made way for him.

Liu Ke walked over and saw an old beggar lying on the ground. The strange thing was that his limbs seemed to be gone, and his sleeves and trouser legs were empty.

Harvesting and dissecting?

Seeing him coming, the old beggar turned his gaze towards him.

"Are you the person Guo'er was talking about?"

Liu Ke nodded and stared at the old man in front of him with a serious look.

The old beggar cried out in pain, took a few deep breaths, and said, "If you want to see, just peel it off. I guess that's what you came here for."

Nodding silently, Liu Ke squatted down and rolled up the old beggar's left sleeve.

Sure enough, as he rolled up the clothes, he found traces of blood inside the tube.

When the clothes were rolled up to the end, the old beggar's severed arm was revealed. Although the broken part was bloody and blurred, the "cut surface" was very smooth.

Liu Ke rolled up the old beggar's right trouser leg again, rolled it up to the end, and did the same with the broken leg. It was extremely smooth, obviously man-made.

And… this cut was a little too smooth. There was very little blood, just a little on the clothes, not as much as would be expected from a severed limb.

"Are you a policeman?" asked the old beggar with a sallow face and dry white lips.

Liu Ke shook his head. Then he asked, "You were..."

The old beggar shook his head to interrupt him and shouted a few more times to ask the others to disperse.

After the others had gone far away, he said, "Last night... eh... the beauties from our street usually eat here. After dinner, they all dispersed, and I was here packing up by myself."

"I turned around and saw a man rushing towards me. He touched my shoulder and I lost all my strength."

At this point, the old man's face turned even paler. After thinking for a while, he asked hesitantly, "Young man...don't blame me for asking too many questions. You're not a police officer. What do you do?"

Liu Ke looked at the other person's worried eyes. With the intention of giving it a try, he took out his coat from his bag, put it on himself, and said slowly, "I'm a courier."

Staring at Liu Ke's coat, the old beggar relaxed his brows and asked again, "Have you really practiced it?"

This old man... is he from the same circle? Turned into a beggar? Not really.

Liu Ke couldn't tell the situation of the other person's Qi, and his artificial eyes looked at the other person's muscles in an ordinary way.

Seeing Liu Ke nod, the old beggar seemed to be completely relieved and said, "Last night, that man slapped me with his hand and I fainted. When I came to my senses, I was lying here. He put his hands on my shoulders and pinched his fingers into my shoulder sockets, and my arms were removed."

"And then there are the legs."

No knife?

Seeing the old beggar suddenly calm down, Liu Ke asked, "Uncle, do you know who that is?"

"I knew...I knew it decades ago."

"...Beggars' Gang."

(End of this chapter)