Bionic Era

Chapter 65: acting

　　 Lu Wen did something.

　　 For example, put a glass on the window, hold a small bell near the ground in the living room, take apart a few bags of potato chips and pour it on the entrance...

　　 Everything was done without the curtains closed.

　　 created an illusion-he wanted to go out alone, but because he couldn't worry about Xia Chuluo sleeping in the living room, he took a very short time to do some simple protection.

After 　　 was done, he closed the curtains.

　　 The two went out.

　　 took the elevator directly to the second basement floor. The car of the executive bureau was placed in the sky parking lot, so they drove the car left by Xia Chuluo's father.

　　 "You have to understand that number zero is not that easy to deceive."

　　 "If you can't fool him, the worst possibility is to lose this body, but his behavior is almost as I guessed, just to scare me."

　　 "Have you ever thought that he is also acting with you?"

　　 "I have studied this guy recently. From his appearance decades ago to the present, I read a lot of information and found a very important problem."

　　 "Talk about it."

　　 "This guy doesn't seem to be that extremely smart, but it's very mysterious. No one has ever seen his real body. After decades of precipitation, he has his current name."

　　 Yesterday morning, Jiang Xiaonian also made various ridicules on Zero, saying that he had achieved nothing for decades.

　　Of course, there are personal grievances in it.

In fact, Lu Wen has considered whether to let Jiang Xiaonian go out and line up with zero, but this idea only lasted for a few seconds and it was stifled. Jiang Xiaonian could not let it go, even if it was to put a bomb in his neck and put it on his feet. The positioning device cannot be placed either.

　　 "Don't underestimate number zero, my dad said, underestimating this person is no different from underestimating death."

　　 "In your father's day, there should be many people worthy of the title of Death, right?"

　　 "You have checked a lot of information recently."

　　 "Know yourself and the enemy."

　　 Lu Wen looked at the cordon not far away, and the monster's body surrounded by the cordon.

　　 The monster still looks strange.

　　 The red blood and blue blood flow alternately, which is like a flowing picture on the asphalt road, and it has a strange sense of art.

　　 "The zero number seems to interfere with my internal system."

　　 "If he can't even do this, decades of time will be in vain."

　　 was in the gray fog at the time. Except for the weapon system, many other systems were ineffective. As a result, Lu Wen never found the monster wandering in the gray fog.

　　 Instead, after Xia Chuluo put on special glasses, he squatted on a tall building in the distance and shot the monster with one shot.

　　 Not long after, the executive officers found the unconscious young painter through surveillance.

　　 The young man was thrown in a corner of the garden, lying in the flowers and grass and sleeping very hard, his body was not in any serious trouble, and he was a little dazed after waking up.

　　Looking like that, I obviously don’t know what happened.

　　 "I slept in that alley last night... I slept... I slept soundly, and I'm here when I wake up, you... you are..."

　　 In the alley, those sleeping bags, drawing boards, cell phones, etc. are indeed the little painter's.

　　 woke up and opened his eyes.

　　 found that he was being watched by more than a dozen people from the executive board, and some people were holding needles in their hands, preparing to draw his blood, the little painter's stuttering committed again.

　　 After many interrogations, he finally got out.

　　 The little painter saw Lu Wen from a distance and hurried to the two of them.

　　 "Executive Lu, Sister Xia."

Ok?

　　 Lu Wen raised his head and looked at him.

　　What's the matter of the close relationship that you call?

　　 "Just call me Lu Wen."

　　 "Good executive officer."

　　 This inexplicably familiar conversation almost made Lu Wen give the little painter a pair of shiny silver bracelets.

　　 "Do you have any impressions about what happened last night?" Xia Chuluo asked.

"I...I really just slept last night. I woke up in the flowerbed over there and was surrounded by a group of people." The little painter hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Sister Xia, this time this... He... Does he have a lot of rewards?"

　　 Lu Wen looked at the little painter seriously, and felt that the product seemed to be taken astray, and it was running on a certain road.

　　 "Many." Xia Chuluo smiled faintly.

　　 "Is it more than the last time?"

"Last time, it was only a unilateral bounty from the 13th District Executive Bureau, but this time this is the highest bounty directly from the parliament, as well as a private bounty." Early Xia Luo paused, "Let me tell you so. , The biggest private reward was opened twenty years ago. It came from a manor in a western city. It is valid so far. I won’t say the amount. Look for yourself, Lu Wen, give him a copy."

"Ok."

　　 The amount of this reward is indeed terrifying.

　　 Twenty years ago, Number Zero snatched the manor’s bionic servant. The manor took off the shotgun angrily, and took more than a dozen security personnel to pursue him personally.

　　 The bodies of the people were thrown back to the entrance of the manor the next day.

　　 That day, the manor’s son issued the highest reward in history for number zero.

　　 When Lu Wen checked the information, he thought he had read it wrong.

　　 counted zero several times.

　　 so much that he forgets that he is a bionic, and he can't make mistakes in calculations.

　　"Take the phone, I have put the information in it~www.NovelMTL.com~ Lu Wen handed him the phone of the little painter, "You don't need money now, so let's rent a room. "

　　 "Art comes from life." The little painter replied.

　　 Lu Wen resisted the urge to take this young man away for the second time.

　　 The content of this conversation is almost inexplicably similar to last night.

　　 The little painter squatted beside Lu Wen, opened the information Lu Wen gave him, and read it carefully.

　　 Three minutes later...

"It is my responsibility to protect the world. Although I am only a street painter, the sense of justice in my heart makes me understand that everyone is responsible for removing the zero number." The little painter patted his thin chest, vowing and not stammer. Up.

　　 Lu Wen remembered that in his previous life, a colleague had a serious depression.

　　 Later that colleague won a big prize, and his depression just healed...

"By the way, Sister Xia, Executive Officer Lu, there will be a painting exhibition in the tenth district two weeks later, including one of my works. You must see it if you have the opportunity." The little painter took out a wrinkled pile from his pocket. Tear off two tickets.

　　 The painting exhibition in the tenth district two weeks later?

　　 I remember Wu Yu mentioned it to Xia Chuluo before.

　　 "Don't worry, we will definitely go there then."

　　The routine of modern people.

　　 It's another matter whether you can think of it then.

　　 "Your sleeping bag and drawing board are still there, go and see if there are any..."

　　 Before he finished speaking, Xia Chuluo's phone vibrated.

　　 She took out the phone.

　　 Familiar frown.

"Hey?"

　　Simple dialogue, familiar plot.

　　 After Xia Chuluo hung up the phone, he looked at Lu Wen.