I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

[Shao: I originally planned to take care of your second-tier finishing touch as well, but the association is closed. I'll go there tomorrow morning.]

Taking advantage of the fact that the other party was still awake, Du Jue quickly explained the matter of the secret commission from Company K.

[Shao: I understand. You can postpone the report, but don't drag it out for more than a month. Also, don't trust World Wings too much. They only care about completing their work targets and don't care about the methods they use.]

dong dong dong.

The knocking made Du Jue look up in confusion. He carefully opened the door, carrying the reluctant Pianjiang on his back, and saw Olivia hugging a pillow.

"Brother Du Jue?! Why are you back? I want to sleep with you guys!"

With another one hanging on him, he closed the door and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he lay back down on the bed. He was so tired that he couldn't hear what Olivia was muttering. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly remembered the last thing.

and many more!

Du Jue sent Roland more than a dozen harassing messages.

[Du Jue: Your intelligence gathering is inadequate! How can that judge named Gan Jian teleport? If I weren't strong enough, I might have been stabbed to death by her!]

[No playing dead? If you play dead, I'll print your face on every single one of these urban girl dolls! Either you get a refund or we'll restock!]

comfortable.

The warm embrace prevented Du Jue from having any other thoughts, and he fell into a deep sleep as soon as he closed his eyes. This sleep experience was comparable to the night he was held by Yi Yin.

Olivia quickly shut down the communicator that had been ringing, then gazed at Du Jue's sleeping face with rapt attention.

The next day.

Du Jue opened his eyes to find two people sprawled all over him. Luckily, his physical abilities far exceeded those of ordinary people, otherwise he would have been having nightmares from being crushed.

"Still sleeping? We're going to the amusement park today."

Upon hearing this, Olivia, who was pretending to be asleep, jumped up excitedly, causing Katae, who was drooling over Dujue's chest, to rub his eyes.

dong dong dong.

"Where are they? Didn't they say they were going out to play?"

"Boss, why don't we call Senior Du Jue? Maybe he's already set off."

"Nonsense! I already called him. I have no idea what that guy is up to again."

Du Jue, still half-asleep, turned on his communicator and was shocked to find it full of missed calls, not only from Roland, but also from Ai and Yi Yin.

What's going on?!

150

Chapter 150 Amusement Park.

"What? I just heard you were on vacation and wanted to ask you, but you were sleeping so soundly, I couldn't get through even once."

Upon seeing the two people beside Du Jue, Ai Yi's gaze immediately fell on Olivia, who was blinking her big, innocent eyes, causing the little girl to shrink back behind Du Jue's legs.

Without further ado, Du Jue washed up and set off immediately with his men, leaving the rest to be dealt with later.

Cherry Blossom Paradise.

When can you eat?

Du Jue stared at the lower half of the oval face of the man with the droopy head, happily munching on the chocolate ice cream he had treated himself to. However, the upper half of his head was still a goggles-style display screen, displaying a series of ??? patterns that seemed to indicate he was having a good time.

“Last time we met a big shot, and because he delivered it so quickly, he actually gave us a tip,” Ai said, looking at Du Jue, her expression changing again. “See how farsighted I was? I make a lot of money following you.”

The other two cyborgs, who were also eating heartily, nodded in agreement. "I haven't tasted anything in a long time, especially not this kind of chewing."

Passing by an open-air tall hat souvenir shop, Olivia excitedly pointed to the towering hats, some three to five meters high, and exclaimed, "Du Jue-ge! This is fun! I'll help you put it on!"

Pianjiang stayed close to Dujue the whole time, only smiling slightly as he pinched the hem of Dujue's clothes while riding the carousel and Ferris wheel.

While everyone was watching the potato carving, Du Jue replied to Yi Yin's message and received an instant reply.

[Yi Yin: Goodnight, Mom. Also, some of the head chefs are very interested in you. They're curious about the authentic flavors of the city. Because they're being watched by an association, they've commissioned an agency to investigate, including that lone wolf, Dong Huan, the cleanup guy.]

Does this refer to urban girls?

Du Jue never imagined that he would one day have to thank an association. Although the various associations have different styles, they are indeed maintaining the unique order of the city.

"Brother Du, let's go see a movie!"

While eating a roasted potato, Olivia held up a steaming hot carved potato above her head; the human head on it looked about 80% like herself.

After swiping his cherry blossom card and making sure the noisy group sat down, he finally replied to Roland's message.

[Roland: Don't be like that. We're all just ordinary working people. Let's be understanding of each other. Nobody's perfect, and nothing in the city is 100% certain. Let me check in detail.]

Opening the document, Gan Jian's information was pitifully scarce.

This person did not come from the nest or the back alley, but from the dangerous suburbs. The place was full of monsters, but it was favored by many secret research institutes because it could minimize the risk of information leaks.

He first appeared in Lane 23, moved between several gangs, and used the code name White Star. He recently joined Vacuum Fist after being recommended by Gandhi, and that's when he started using the name Gan Jian.

[Roland: This guy's obviously one of those suburban experimental subjects. You can't expect me to know everything about that place, can you? Maybe he's one of those successful experimental subjects who escaped. Someone who's never experienced a normal life like this—if you're lucky, you can communicate amicably; if you're unlucky, he's just brain-dead.]

[Refuse: What, you have experience in this area too?]

[Roland: Of course! Retirement may be retirement, but my professional skills haven't deteriorated. If you ever have trouble dealing with this kind of person, come to me for on-call consultation. I really envy you having such a well-informed friend like me.]

As the movie ended, the water and light show started at noon. Du Jue, who was leaning against the pool wall, rarely saw so many people gathered together, not for fighting or killing, and not caring about Olivia climbing on his neck.

Fortunately, the new communicator is sturdy and waterproof.

[Shamisen: Boss, the nearby Sakura Group and the shopping center both want to cooperate with us, and we've discovered quite a few rats stalking us at the processing plant.]

Just as Du Jue was about to reply, he received a call from Wei Ban.

"Boss, I have to say the company is expanding too rapidly. I think you've already received Shamisen's report, but this is just the beginning."

"You mean cooperation?"

"No, it's back alley business competition. They seem to want to cooperate, but they're probably already talking to local gangs about how to take over the company. I've already turned away three gangs and five joint applications. With your intelligence, you'll understand that they're not here to give you money."

At this point, Du Jue immediately realized what was going on.

"Should we take them out? Also, I've received intelligence that some high-level cleanup crew might come to investigate the true identity of the city girl."

"Of course I believe you can do it, but you can't kill all the gangs in the back alleys, and they're too stupid to have any self-awareness. Besides, high-level cleanup crews value their reputation, and they won't give up even if they have a strong enemy, but will seek other breakthroughs."

So you have a solution?

"Of course, dealing with gangs was the first lesson I learned. They can even benefit the company in the long run. As for the high-level cleanup agents who come looking for us, there are many ways to handle them. For example, we can cooperate with them to reveal some trivial information. Anyway, the company can create any information it wants. It's like solving a puzzle."

Du Jue, however, had a much higher opinion of Wei Ban's professional abilities, and looking at the cherry blossom petals swirling on the water screen, continued to ask, "Can you handle everything?"

"If this were at K Company, I would say without a doubt, but here I can only do my best. I can only report to you those stubborn and difficult guys."

"Then I'll leave it to you. Later, I'll have Shamisen invite Wen Duo, the person who finished things off, to become the promotional ambassador for City Girl. I think that will be very useful."

"no doubt."

As the giant water curtain gradually dissipated, the gathered audience left in high spirits.

"Ha, I thought we'd be playing all day long!"

With some doubt, Ai spun the large wheel on the stall and luckily landed on the largest urban girl doll.

"It's not like we won't come again. This child is a bit tired, so let's stop here for now."

Du Jue, who was holding Olivia, was a little puzzled. Despite having a self-healing constitution, she was the type to get exhausted very easily. Maybe he should go and find Cocoqi when he had time.

Pianjiang helped Olivia into the car, then looked at Du Jue, who was still standing, with a strange expression. "Hey, where are you going again?"

"I'm going to pick up a friend. She can't find anyone else to help her here. She helped me before, so I can't just pretend I don't know."

"Tch, you've got quite a few friends. But then again, you're the company boss now, why would you still be doing the cleanup work? Aren't you happy running around all day?"

"Don't you think you earn too much money?"

She immediately put on a speechless expression -_-, "Are you obsessed with money? How come you like money even more than me? Well, see you next time then."

As the taxi drove away, Du Jue suddenly noticed a red-haired young man carrying a toolbox sneaking up on the motorcycle. Before he could get a good look, someone suddenly patted his right shoulder.

"I'm here. What are you looking at?"

Elena turned her head curiously to watch the red-haired man deftly remove the car lock, then jump onto the motorcycle and drive away. Only then did she ask Du Jue with interest, "By the way, are you really planning to take me to this place behind here? This is so boring."

151

Chapter 151 Speed ​​Race

"Since we still have an afternoon, do you have any recommendations? I think the water screen show there is pretty good."

"What content?"

Elena curiously touched Dujue's still damp hair and could smell the faint disinfectant odor unique to the swimming pool.

Du Jue, who was holding Elena's hand, was speechless for a moment. "I forgot. I should remember if I look at it again."

"How about we go for a race? I saw them holding a car race when we came here, it should be quite interesting."

"What car race?!"

Elena pointed at the red-haired man who had just stolen the car; he had already sped around the corner and disappeared. "That was the motorcycle I rode here; we have to get it back."

Qingjiang Avenue.

Cardboard boxes printed with various trademarks and names were stacked on both sides of the road like a vehicle inspection lane. Several guys with earrings shook spray cans in their hands and drew a red tire pattern on the wall of cardboard boxes.

Colorful shopping bags were tied together to form a rope, which was then attached to the wire mesh on both sides, blocking all the motorcycles that were poised to go ahead.

"Everyone is in your place!"

"Wuhu! I, Tuomohe, have returned!"

The ear-piercing screech of tires immediately drew the attention of the spectators crouching on the concrete pipe. "Tuomohe, wasn't your motorcycle stolen? Did you get it back?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Start counting down!"

Tuo Mohe looked back nervously, then suddenly stared wide-eyed at Elena, who was slowly catching up. Du Jue, standing beside her, looked even more familiar.

Only then did he realize that he had probably stolen from a fellow biker. Before he could even think about why the two had caught up so quickly, he started his motorcycle, smashed through the plastic bag and colorful rope, and began a race. This immediately caused the other bikers to curse and follow him.

The male rider, who was smoking a cigarette by the wall of cardboard boxes, took another puff and was about to turn around and get on his bike when he saw a man and a woman suddenly barge in and unceremoniously ride onto his beloved bike. He immediately grabbed the machete from his waist and threatened them urgently: "Get off my darling!"

However, the only response was a hastily thrown bundle of banknotes: "Hey buddy, can I borrow this for a bit? I'll pay you back later."

"Damn it, stop right there!"

The howling wind gradually drowned out the other person's shouts. Du Jue quickly hugged Elena's waist and caught his breath before realizing that the guy in front of him was driving a violent motorcycle.

It was clearly a high-risk speeding race, yet they still dared to kick someone else's motorcycle.

creak!

The unfortunate fellow, whose head had been kicked askew, crashed headfirst into the guardrail. The car and its occupants tumbled several times on the grass, sparks and blood splattering everywhere.

"Did we go to the wrong track?! Is this really the racetrack?! Why are there other vehicles here?!"

After a sharp bend, all you could see were taillights crowding the road, and the neon buildings on both sides were dazzlingly bright, making it difficult to focus and discern the road conditions.

"The track? They just randomly chose a section of road to set up the starting point. Only the first place winner gets the prize money in this kind of race. Don't worry, I've watched it many times when I'm out for a stroll, I'm experienced."

Before they could even see Elena's confident face, Du Jue immediately noticed the motorcyclist ahead of them who was about to be overtaken. He flicked his wrist, and an extended stun gun, flashing with multicolored lights, was fully extended.

"Is this some kind of prop race?!"

Swish!

Faced with the incoming stun gun, Du Jue immediately reached out and flicked his wrist, and a large strand of workshop wire flew out from his sleeve and wrapped around the long baton.

We must prevent the stun gun from being easily flung away with a mere tug.

"Hurry up!"

Du Jue, who immediately hugged Elena tightly, felt his body temperature rise continuously due to the stimulation of the cold wind, and the motorcycle, which was accelerating again, was about to skid and overturn when it made a turn.

boom!

Du Jue hurriedly kicked the truck bed, and the motorcycle was immediately forced back to its original position. He never thought that riding a motorcycle would feel like walking on a tightrope of life and death.

"You're quite the rider on a motorcycle too, huh? Don't do that."

Bang bang bang!