I am a working emperor in Lobotomy City

He stared at himself in the rearview mirror, full of resentment.

"Without her, I can't live!"

"Just now I saw you, a bastard, in cahoots with those idiotic masked men at the flower shop! I deflated all the tires of those cars just to pick you up."

"Calm down!"

Du Jue kicked open the steel pipe protective net separating the front and rear seats, and hurriedly tried to grab the steering wheel. When he looked up, he saw a high white wall with geometric colors painted on it in front of him.

[He escaped unharmed from the accident.]

In a hurry, Du Jue gave an order quickly, and then pulled the steering wheel with a strong force. The vehicle immediately turned sharply to the left and hit the wall hard.

Two members of the Second Association rushed over immediately. Du Jue raised his hand anxiously and wanted to call for help. After all, although only his clothes were torn by the twisted steel pipe, the driver had hit his head and was bleeding.

"I'll give you half a minute. Please leave the security area immediately! Retreat outside the cordon immediately!"

"When the time comes, we will drive out the invaders without hesitation!"

"Fuck you, can't you see this is a car accident?!"

Du Jue quickly kicked open the car door. Fortunately, the damage and deformation of the outer car body were not serious, so the unconscious driver was dragged out safely.

"Back off immediately! Back off!"

Seeing the association members unceremoniously draw the two-handed swords behind them, Du Jue had no choice but to take the driver to the cordon three meters away from the wall before letting them put away their weapons.

How unlucky!

Du Jue picked up the driver by the waist and wanted to hail another taxi, but this time he wanted to go farther away so as not to be targeted again.

"There's a big hospital two blocks over on the right side of the street, and there's a small clinic across the street."

The voice behind him made Du Jue turn around in surprise. It was an association closer with long white hair. The white hair that fell below his shoulders was as cute as octopus tentacles.

It seems that I have seen her before when I was on a mission with Olga. The other party is Julia, the sixth-level finisher.

"Thanks."

"It's okay, but I hope you don't get close to here. There's room for you guys."

Then she and her companions pushed the car outside the cordon.

Du Jue quickly found the clinic and dropped the driver off. Then he looked thoughtfully at the huge art building opposite. It seemed that Wim had asked Walter from the Sixth Department to do the security work for the exhibition.

"Is this heaven? Fuck, how did you get up here?!"

The excited driver immediately stared at Du Jue, who was sitting on the bed next to him, in disbelief.

To be honest, Du Jue felt really confused at this moment. How long had this driver known that Palala? Was it necessary for him to die together with himself for that person?

"Alright, Smiley Face is an urban nightmare in the association, so forget about seeking revenge."

"You know what that level is."

These words immediately made the driver look dejected, and he lay powerlessly on the hospital bed with his pupils dilated.

"As expected, I'm nothing. Even if I die, there will be other drivers to replace me. There's no place for me in the city."

“Only Palala cares about what I think and is willing to keep a place for me in her heart.”

The driver started to cry and completely lost the courage he had in the car.

"Don't be so arrogant. What's wrong with being an urban nightmare? Aren't you just as dispensable as me?"

What followed was some nonsense about how the people in the nest were the masters of the city and that he and Du Jue were in similar positions. Du Jue was speechless and slapped him in the face.

Snapped!

The gauze wrapped around the driver's head was knocked crooked by Du Jue, and only then did he come to his senses.

"Do you know where you are now?"

"Will you guys go back to the Depreciation Gang?"

"No, I won't turn back."

"Since you let me go, I want to go back to the Depreciation Gang and accept other people like Palala did. I don't want to be a driver like I have been for more than ten years."

"Take care of yourself then, and contact me if you need anything."

Du Jue looked at the driver who was crying with his hands covering his face and felt that he was too idle and had time to be sentimental. When he got outside, he found that the car could still be driven.

So he immediately drove the shabby car home, which attracted a lot of contemptuous looks, but he didn't care about other people's opinions at all and raised his middle finger out the car window.

The communicator rang, and I answered it without any doubt.

"Du Jue! How the hell did you tell me that my sister is gone!"

"What? That's impossible! I swear on my life today that Xiaomian never went to your house!"

"I don't care about you. What did you promise me today?! I must be an idiot to go after gangs. Fuck you!"

Du Jue was so frightened that he slammed on the brakes, causing the experienced driver behind him to yell and curse, and become panicked and frightened again after a long time.

"shut up!"

The sudden shout actually made Park Hui on the opposite side stunned and shut up.

"Was your sister's body found at the scene? Who killed her?"

"Uh, no, I just didn't find her when I got home. She's usually too shy to go out, not to mention it's almost dark now."

"Have the neighbors asked?!"

"I was just too anxious because I heard from the neighborhood watch that Smiling Face easily broke through their defenses, and I haven't even asked about it yet."

"Do it now, I'll be right over!"

He threw the communicator onto the passenger seat and decided not to start the car and drive on the wrong road immediately. He would never allow what he had promised to go wrong.

65

Chapter 65 Exhibition Hall.

A couple kissed softly in the dim light.

"Sasha, I didn't expect that both you and I could survive, thanks to that prevention."

"Yes, fortunately we all stayed in the ruins of the parish and came back from the wild beasts starving."

Bang!

The loud collision sound beside them interrupted the affectionate glance of the two people, and they immediately nervously grasped the workshop weapons they carried with them.

Du Jue, looking somewhat embarrassed, climbed out of the broken car window and quickly found Park Hui, who was squatting at the door with his head in regret.

"put an end to?!"

"Shut up!"

"Say, what's going on?"

These two sentences made Park Hui think that it was Du Jue's sister who was lost, and then he spoke angrily.

"The people on the neighborhood watch said they saw someone handing out flyers under my door, and then my sister ran out on her own."

Du Jue, who was leaning against the wall, kept shaking his legs. He really couldn't find any clues from this simple information. He turned his head vigilantly and looked at the man and woman who followed him.

"Well, you survived too. Thanks for the church."

"If you hadn't kept us in the church, I'm afraid our firm's representative would have been dead, and he'd have been out of a job. Let's exchange contact information."

Du Jue frowned and sent the two away, not paying any attention to them at all. He turned around and continued to ask Park Hui.

"What flyer don't you know?"

"Well, the person who came put the flyer at my door and didn't give it to anyone else, so I was helpless."

"Is this really a flyer? How could they just give out one?"

"Fuck! I don't know either. This is the first time I've encountered something like this."

Biting her fingernails anxiously, she tried to avoid asking any immediate questions.

"This is the only time your sister ran away on her own? Isn't your sister shy? Why did she go out on her own initiative?"

Upon hearing this, Park Hui opened his mouth to speak but stopped. Du Jue, enraged, grabbed his collar and punched him, knocking his teeth so hard that the corner of his mouth bled.

"Tell me!"

"Actually, my sister was sold by my parents when she was six years old. But when she was ten, she came back to live with us for a year, and then left again. No matter how I asked her where she was sold to, she kept it a secret, so I just had to accept it."

"At the time, I was just a nobody. I knew my place and had no power to interfere. Anyway, she seemed to be living a good life, wearing all luxury goods."

"When she turned 18, she came back, but this time she was mentally unstable. She was afraid she was lying to anyone she communicated with, and she had trouble taking care of herself when she went out."

"She is my only relative. I have to keep living well no matter what. Otherwise, I really don't know how I can hold on."

What kind of human traffickers would allow a year-long visit to relatives?

This thing is very strange even in the city. The more Du Jue asked, the more confused he became, and he just didn't know where to start.

"Park Hui, take your weapons and follow me closely."

"What do you mean? Do you know where my sister went?"

"Shut up!"

Park Huidu lowered his head involuntarily due to the continuous and tyrannical orders from Du Jue. He obediently went into the house to pack his equipment. Only then did he have time to look at the two people he had just spoken to.

Sasha and Darcy waved to Du Jue in a friendly manner and reminded him that his car had just exploded and caught fire.

"who are you?"

As the two explained, Du Jue finally realized that these were the people he met in the cathedral who wanted to capture the bishop together with him.

"We're both from the glove firm. I'll treat you to dinner some other day and we can talk again. I see you have something else to do."

Park Hui came out of the room in a hurry, fully armed. He didn't dare to speak loudly in front of Du Jue and had to stand next to him. This made Sasha and Darcy leave first.

Du Jue said hello to the two cleaners and walked in the back alley with his hands in his pockets.

【Found Park Hui's sister.】

At this time, you can only rely on your panacea talent to play a role, and try to suppress your anger and wander around casually.

There is a shop on the left with a sign that says "Hug Love". There is also a scrolling electronic screen next to it that says people need eight hugs a day. The fluorescent board in front of the door says "Provide an absolutely safe, secure, and sleep-inducing hug."

He and Park would go around the customers who were looking back at the store in a daze, one after the other.

There are even challenges on the streets where two people can win a prize as long as they make eye contact without blinking.

Many idiots even kowtow and pray to those virtual idols, and the electronic indulgence vending machines can be customized in different styles.

"Where are we going?"

Park Hui really couldn't help asking. He looked left and right and could only see that Du Jue was just wandering around, but there was no response from the front.

As the surrounding buildings became familiar, Du Jue immediately felt increasingly uneasy. After all, the places he had been to were not good places.

"grass!"

Du Jue, who also didn't know where to go, immediately realized something after seeing the Jingzhongyue Art Exhibition Hall. He said that it was normal for urban people to do bad things, but who would do such abstract bad things?

Could it be that this ring-fingered Wim is behind this again?

An idea suddenly flashed in his mind and he immediately took out the invitation letter from his pocket and showed it to Park Hui.

"Ask the neighborhood watch if that flyer looks like this."

Park would immediately take a photo and type, and soon he looked up at Du Jue with a surprised expression.

"That's right!"

"Then you go back."

"But what about my sister?!"

Du Jue didn't say anything, but just pointed in the direction of the Second Association's duty station, where the association's closers were still patrolling diligently at night. Even Walter came to inspect in person.

This luxurious lineup made Park's face turn pale. Even if he rushed forward, it would probably only take a few minutes for the other party to deal with him. He understood that Du Jue meant that he was not qualified to cause trouble.

"Don't worry, judging by your previous situation, your sister won't be killed anytime soon. I'll go check out the situation first. I'll contact you tomorrow."

"Go contact the Molar Agency and post a missing person request. They're pretty reliable when it comes to commissions. Now's not the time to save money."