MTL - Right on Target-Chapter 186 Kun jin copy 186 kun jin copy, kun jie block copy
Fu Ma walked in, and everyone rushed to give way, and the stars greeted her like a moon. She just nodded, motioned for everyone to sit down, and went straight to the hermit's table. The hermit got up quickly and pulled a chair for Fu Ma. Fu Ma sat down and said, "Who blew up Wei Da's aircraft?"
The hermit was afraid that she would be unhappy, so he covered up for the cat and the officer, saying, "I, I...uh."
Fu's mother asked Jiali for a cigarette, and sneered: "You? Your hand shakes when you light a cigarette, and you blow up Weida? Do you really think I'm stupid? This thing is probably done by cats."
The hermit acted like a tortoise, not daring to utter a word. He kept giving Su Heting winks, but Su Heting's attention was still on the robot.
The cat said: "I blew it up, why, is Wei Da's funeral today?"
Fu's mother said: "No one is dead, what kind of funeral is there? Don't be so proud, brat, he wasn't in there last night."
The hermit was very disappointed: "It turns out that he is not inside, hey, I am so happy."
Su Heting didn't bother to care about Wei Da at the moment, he picked up the robot's mechanical arm and said, "Hey, why are you shrinking?"
This robot is a few sizes smaller than the doctor, about the same size as Little Bubble. Several mechanical arms are doing their own thing. Faced with Su Heting's questioning, the electronic eyes flickered, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "Mom!"
The hermit's sense of crisis welled up in his heart. He lay down on the table, pointed at the robot, and asked, "Who is this? Why are you calling me mom?"
Fu's mother was lighting a cigarette, and replied, "Because it's my younger brother."
Now Su Heting and the hermit said in unison: "Brother?!"
Fu Ma took a puff of cigarette, looked at the two of them, and said, "I told you that I have a younger brother, but you two didn't take it seriously."
Su Heting knew that Fu's mother had been making models all the time, and also knew that there was a "brother", but he didn't expect that the younger brother would be a doctor.
Seeing that his expression was wrong, Fu's mother said, "Not satisfied? Don't underestimate it. It costs money to repair its whole body. It is more expensive than your tail."
The hermit opened his eyes wide, looked at the robot up and down, and said, "Forget about the kitten, he was seriously injured at the time. But this little brother, it was tailor-made by mother, why! I want it too!"
Jiali was blocked by the hermit, she stretched out her hand to push his head away, and said, "Your elbow joint was made by Boss Qin, and it also bears the flower crown mark. It's no worse than theirs."
The hermit said: "How can Boss Qin compare with Mom? I just want Mom."
He didn't feel blushed at all when he yelled the refrain, and praised his mother in different ways. In fact, he also knew that the implant in his elbow was also expensive, and it was the legacy of Boss Qin, which is hard to find on the black market today.
Fu's mother saw through the hermit's intentions, waved her hand holding the cigarette, and said: "Okay, don't beat around the bush. This kid is too laborious to put together, but fortunately the commissioner paid a good fee, otherwise my mother would not be able to get those materials. "
The hermit became curious and said: "There is still a client? Who is the big boss? He doesn't want it now?"
The remuneration can be described as rich by Fu Ma, that is, it is really a lot. Apart from the big boss, the hermit couldn't think of anyone else for a while.
Fu Ma's eye makeup is gorgeous, which is half blocked by the black veil, adding to her charm. She smoked quickly, and there was only a little time left for a few words. She held it between her fingers and said, "Well, I don't know who the client is, but it must not be the big boss."
There are only a few big bosses, Fu Ma deals with them back and forth, she will recognize them even if they are turned into ashes, but she really doesn't know this client.
The hermit said: "Cheap brother!"
Fu's mother threw him a cigarette case squeezed into a ball, and said, "What are you talking about?"
The hermit said aggrievedly, "Can you do business without knowing each other?"
Fu's mother said: "Is it strange? People who don't know each other are still doing business all over the street. We had a middleman at first, but then the middleman ran away, and my contact with the client was naturally broken."
The cigarette case rolled to Su Heting, he stretched out his fingers to hold it down, and suddenly smiled: "The middleman ran away, and you still repaired it."
Fu's mother said seriously: "Whether he runs or not is one thing, and whether I do it or not is another. I can't break my promise to others."
Su Heting knew Fu Ma's character, but she was still moved when she heard these words. He said: "Coincidentally, I know a person who entrusted a middleman to help repair his friend, but the friend has not been repaired yet, and the middleman also ran away."
Everyone looked at him, his eyes turned and fell on Xie Zhenshu.
Fu Ma stopped smoking and understood the meaning of Su Heting's words. She was skeptical, and threw a secret signal to Xie Zhenshu: "Grocery store?"
Everyone at the table turned their heads, looking from Su Heting to Xie Zhenshu. Xie Zhen wrote, "No. 209 Rabbit Tooth."
No. 209 is the street number of the grocery store, and Tuya often used it as a docking code in the past.
Fu's mother's expression changed, she was right. She said, "So the client is you."
The hermit half-understood, and pricked up his ears, and said, "Wait, what does it mean now, my brother's client is brother Xie? My God, this is fate, you see, it's going around, no It's still a family!"
He applauded silly, and the little bubble next to him was also very happy, turning around the robot, and the "v" expression was almost on the opponent's face. But the robot was stupid, it just stayed where it was, letting its head follow Little Bubbles.
Everyone looked at it for a while, and the hermit said, "Oh, this brother looks a little silly. Brother Xie, is he really your friend?"
Xie Zhenshu didn't answer, he took the hermit's wine, handed it to the robot, and said, "Please."
The robot took it with both hands and raised its head to drink it up. Two seconds later, it opens the chest cavity, pulls the water storage tank out, and pours the wine back into the glass.
This design is no different from that of a doctor, but its response is really inconsistent. Xie Zhenshu sensed a problem and asked Fu's mother, "Is it not equipped with a chip?"
Fu's mother pinched the cigarette and said: "That's right, I didn't pretend. If your memory is not bad, you should be able to remember that I told Tuya that it can only be reborn with others."
The hermit became more and more strange when he heard this, probed again, and said, "Who is it reborn with? Is there anyone else in our family?"
Fu's mother looked at him, and after a while, her red lips were slightly drawn, and she asked an irrelevant question: "Hermit, is your head spelled?"
The hermit said: "The fight is done, but I don't know what went wrong, half of it is always broken... Why, why look at me? You are so strange, isn't it common for me to have problems with my head..."
His voice became smaller and smaller, facing everyone's gaze, his heart was trembling. After a while, he stood up like a frightened quail, pointed to his head, and said in shock, "No, no, no, right?!"
Little Bubble followed suit: "No way, no way."
Fu Ma nodded, and the hermit almost fainted. Instead, Su Heting clenched his fists and said, "Damn it, I should have suspected it earlier!"
Normal people are headshot in the safe zone, even if they are not injured, they will have a strong physiological reaction. Even Su Heting himself often felt dizzy when going online and offline, but the hermit seemed to be fine all the time, and was still wandering around collecting news after the headshot.
The hermit slumped back into his chair, a little dazed. He patted his head like a watermelon, and murmured: "But I don't feel it, I... am I considered a bionic person?"
Su Heting said: "Never mind, are you a person who can't remember?"
The hermit said: "Of course I remember, I used to sell fake antiques, fooling the big boss everywhere, just relying on this mouth, I made money..."
He smacked his lips, and when he thought about his later life, he suddenly became depressed, and the glorious energy was fleeting, and he said embarrassingly: "...don't learn from me, I was hacked half to death in the end, and I threw it on the street. It stinks... Oh, let’s not talk about it, fortunately I have a mother.”
When he said this, he clasped his hands together, bowed to Fu's mother, and said sincerely: "Mom is the patron saint of my hermit!"
Xie Zhenshu said: "What about this one?"
he asked the robot.
Fu's mother crossed her hands, stared sideways at the robot, and said slowly: "This? This is its body. You entrusted me to repair it, and since I agreed, I will not be lazy. How can the body and the chip be kept separate? This Both are indispensable.”
The hermit was immersed in the delusion of being persecuted. Hearing Fu's mother talk about the body and the chip, he couldn't help being horrified: "Ah, we can't keep separating? What should I do? Are you going to pry my head off?"
Fu's mother said: "It's too late to pry it open now, let's use another method."
Su Heting asked: "What method?"
Fu Ma reached out and patted the top of the robot's head, making it turn around, revealing the back of its head. There is a piece on the back of the head that can be opened, she pointed to this part, and said, "Let the hermit connect with it."
Hearing what she said, Su Heting suddenly caught some clues and blurted out: "Like the officer and Yanguang."
But then, he thought again: No, I am tired of light and have no self-awareness, so I am more like Ah Xiang and Xuannv.
Although there are differences between Xuannv and doctors, they are in very similar situations at the moment. They are both consciousness ghosts that need a carrier, and they are also experimental products between human beings and artificial intelligence.
The hermit said: "Oh, I probably understand that it needs to be plugged into the brain-computer interface with its cable. But will this cause a fight? Also, it's 'awake', what am I doing? Can we appear together?"
Fu's mother said: "You will know if you try it?"
She has a studio to be demolished nearby. It has not been used for a long time, but it is well-equipped and relatively hidden. So after drinking, Fu Ma took them to say goodbye to everyone and passed by.
The studio is hidden under an old residential building, which was Fuma's early foothold. It's set here because many of the splice people she rescued lived here. Later, Xingtian's control became stricter, and both the exchange and the Colosseum controlled the transformation technology. Fuma was annoyed that they often sent people, so they moved to Broken Barrel Lane.
The goal of everyone walking together was too obvious, Su Heting stopped halfway, bought a few lollipops at the grocery store, and distributed them to Xie Zhenshu. The two stood in the shade, watching Fu Ma and the others turn into the alley.
The cat rubbed the candy wrapper for a while, squinted one eye to look at the sky, and said, "All the flying machines have disappeared."
Xie Zhenshu said: "Probably in a meeting."
Two seconds later, he asked, "Does your eye hurt?"
Su Heting said: "Are you asking about this modified eye? It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all, it's just a habit of squinting like this."
Su Heting was half-blind for a long time after the explosion, which was actually a habit left over from the adaptation period. He fumbled in his pocket, took out two Old World Northern Line notes, and handed them to the grocery store owner.
These banknotes are no longer in circulation, they are now part of the collection and can be sold at the exchange.
"Give me a mobile phone with a SIM card," Su Heting said, "The older the better."
Xie Zhenshu squeezed the lollipop and said, "You have to call the monk."
Su Heting said: "It's really smart, you can guess it right."
The colored sugar paper will fade after being kneaded for a long time, and the cat's fingertips are slightly red. He came over suddenly, unwrapped the candy wrapper for Xie Zhenshu, and said, "Why don't you eat it? It tastes like lychee."
He stuffed the unpacked candy into Xie Zhenshu's mouth, and Xie Zhenshu bit the stick.
Su Heting said: "You hate it?"
Xie Zhenshu said: "...I don't hate."
Su Heting stretched out two fingers, touched the corners of his lips, and coaxed: "Your expression now seems to hate it..."
Before he finished speaking, he only heard a "click", Xie Zhenshu had already chewed the candy into pieces.
Su Heting was terrified, not knowing how the lollipop offended the officer. Xie Zhenshu took out his wallet and handed it to Su Heting, signaling him to buy it again.
Su Heting said, "I still have more."
Xie Zhenshu looked down at him, and he suddenly understood something. He looked at his wallet, then at Xie Zhenshu, and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, since you hand it in sincerely, then I won't be polite."
He took the wallet and bought all the candy with the change in it. When paying the bill, the boss gave him the mobile phone, and he inserted the card skillfully, then stood on the side of the crowded street and called the monk.
It took a long time for the monk to pick it up and asked, "Who is it?"
Su Heting blew a long whistle.
The monk paused for a moment, then reacted immediately, hugged the phone and shouted: "Su... brat!"
His side seemed inconvenient. After a while, the monk lowered his voice extremely low: "You know how to call me now?! When I ran last night, I didn't turn my head back!"
Su Heting said: "Of course, who turns back when running?"
The monk was choked by his words, changed his posture, and still whispered: "What are you doing?"
Su Heting stuffed the newly bought candies into a paper bag one by one, and said, "While shopping, I suddenly remembered you and my eldest sister. I have neglected to greet you these days, so I called to ask you."
The monk said, "Do you know what time it is?"
Su Heting sealed the mouth of the bag, and said lightly, "I know."
The monk was annoyed by his carelessness: "The committee has been in meetings today, and Wei Da is sitting inside, and the governor is also inside, all in—" His voice raised unconsciously, and then quickly lowered his voice, "Are you still shopping? Stop shopping! "
Su Heting said: "Catch me if you go shopping, or catch me if you don't go shopping. Anyway, they will catch me. I'd better go shopping for a while."
He gave the paper bag to Xie Zhenshu, who looked to the left. On the left is a small mirror set up in the grocery store, the size of a palm, which can illuminate the intersection of the opposite street and alley, but it is very blurry.
There seemed to be suspicious people around.
The monk was talking on the phone: "...when the emperor dies, the trading market will be in chaos, do you know..."
Su Heting drew a "three", which is asking for the number of suspicious persons. Xie Zhenshu shook his head, still staring at the mirror, like a snow leopard ready to hunt.
The monk said: "The meeting has been open since last night, and when the arrest warrant is released, you really can't turn back..."
Su Heting interrupted the monk's words: "Is Sheriff Qian here?"
The monk didn't answer, but Su Heting continued: "Headman Qian asked someone to shoot the emperor, didn't he just want to reap the benefits? Now that the trading market is in chaos, it's too late for him to be happy. As for whether to turn back, monk, ask yourself , does Xing Tian need me to turn back?"
This is a question that the monk has been avoiding. In his mouth, Xing Tian is correct, but in his heart, he already has other answers. So while following the order to hunt down Su Heting, he kept letting Su Heting go. Just like this phone call, he should have kept silent from the beginning to the end, so as not to reveal Xing Tian's news, but he told the location.
Su Heting said: "I am the chosen scapegoat. You know it well, and everyone knows it well. What is there to be afraid of being wanted? I have not been a wanted criminal for a day or two."
The suspicious person was getting closer and closer, Su Heting finally said: "Why don't you go and persuade Xing Tian to turn around? That's more reliable."
He hung up without waiting for the monk to answer. The card was removed from the phone, and it was thrown into the trash can.
It was afternoon at this moment, the sun was shining on the road, and most of the people coming and going were splicing people.
Xie Zhenshu picked up the paper bag, put his arms around Su Heting's shoulders, and moved the cat to the back. Two people got into the crowd, he said: "Six people."
Su Heting didn't catch it out of the corner of his eye, and asked, "Armed group?"
Xie Zhenshu said: "Stitching people."
They didn't plan to fight each other, which would not only waste time, but also easily startle the snake. As long as the splicing people come, it means that the force behind it is Weida or the trading field. In short, it will not be Xingtian, because Xingtian's armed group does not recruit splicing people.
After such a short meeting, the other party quickly lost their target. Compared with 7-006 and Xie Zhenshu, they are obviously not professional.
The two escaped from the trail and walked around from the alley to the vicinity of the old residential building, where Viper was guarding the gate.
"Ding dong," Su Heting imitated the doorbell, "open the door."
Viper showed no expression: "There's no need to ring the doorbell, the iron door will be broken and unlocked."
The two entered, Viper kicked the iron door shut, and then hung up the iron chain. Su Heting had never been here before, he looked around and found no one was living there, the roof was faded and crooked, looking like it might collapse at any moment. Led by the Viper, they went all the way to the end, down the steps, to the rusty door.
Su Heting asked: "Is there any code?"
Viper went up and knocked on the door with a "kuangkuang" and said, "I'm Su Heting."
The door opened instantly without any difficulty.
Su Heting: "..."
This studio is similar to Fu Ma's in Broken Barrel Alley, but it is much larger. It is said that Fu Ma had to expand the space to this appearance because she saved too many people in the past.
Little Bubble slid to the door, bumped into Xie Zhenshu's leg, and shouted: "People are coming, people are coming!"
It is very happy today, the expression of "v" has not changed, and it is not afraid of being picked up by Xie Zhenshu. It keeps blinking its big eyes while holding the small shovel.
Xie Zhenshu was about to look in, but Jiali rolled out of the messy pile of models. With a livid face, she said, "Close the door quickly, there is danger—"
Su Heting was startled, and said, "What danger?!"
There was a cannon sound inside, and the surrounding sundries collapsed, raising dust in the room. Su Heting rolled quickly, waved away the cigarette ash, and saw the hermit lying upright on the workbench.
"Are you dead?" Su Heting said, "Hermit!"
The hermit said: "I'm not dead! I... ouch, stop it, it's going to blow up everyone!"
The soot cleared away, and the little doctor stood in the middle. Its mechanical arm has switched to a cannon barrel, and it is automatically upgrading.
"Hello," it turned up the volume, "Hello, my name is Doctor, and I'm not a bad machine."
The hermit is fixed on the workbench, with connecting wires plugged in. He rolled his eyes wildly, looked at the doctor, and said, "Yes, yes, you are an invincible machine in the universe. Brother, no, brother, how about I call you brother? Brother, put down the cannon...don't fire!!"
The doctor's mechanical arm has been upgraded, and each has two small cannon barrels, which is even more exaggerated than Fu's mother. As soon as the energy-storage spot lights up, it will become excited and continue to fire in all directions "bang bang bang".
"Oops," the doctor's electronic eyes flashed wildly, "I can't control the cannon barrel. Amitabha, I'm going to become a broken machine!"
It made gunshots all over the walls on all sides. Fortunately, Fu Ma had remodeled the place so that the building would not collapse and the sound would not be transmitted, otherwise they would have been exposed long ago.
Viper was also afraid of being heard, so he closed the door, because he was a step too late, and was aimed at by the doctor's red dot "Didi". He let out a "fuck", like a firecracker was set off behind his buttocks, and was beaten all the way by the doctor. He ended up knocking the cardboard box and rolling into a pile of models.
"Mom, can you close it?!" The hermit couldn't break free, "I can easily be beaten here!"
Fu's mother took two steps back, but she was much calmer, and said, "Why are you in a hurry? I haven't hit it yet. If it breaks, I'll fix it."
The doctor's energy-storage light flashed again, and its mechanical arm was raised, and it blasted violently. Xu Shifu's mother adjusted it. The energy of its barrel is amazing, but the mechanical arm is very stable, which is very different from the panic-stricken look before.
"This is Xingtian's technology," the doctor read the introduction of the weapon carefully, and couldn't help asking, "Excuse me, everyone, who is Xingtian?"
Its chip is damaged, its memory is missing, and it is very strange to Xing Tian, and it doesn't even recognize Little Bubble. There is nothing in the restart introduction except for the name "Physician".
The hermit said: "Xing Tian is... I will tell you when you come back!"
There was a long connecting wire behind the doctor's head, and it scratched its head with one hand, with an innocent expression: "Sorry, I don't know how to operate."
The hermit said, "Turn around!"
The doctor misunderstood, turned his head around, held the cannon barrel, and asked expectantly, "Is that so?"
The cannon was pointed straight at the hermit, and the hermit said, "No, no, go back..."
In a hurry, he actually bit his tongue, watching the cannon barrel gradually brighten.
The hermit screamed: "Don't look at me...ah!"
The workbench shook suddenly, and Xie Zhenshu kicked him against the wall. The hermit floated past the position hit by the cannon light, and knocked against the wall together with the moving workbench.
The doctor's attention was attracted by Xie Zhenshu, and the cannon barrel was still shining. At this moment, its mechanical arm sank slightly and was stepped on.
Su Heting said: "Caught it!"
He covered the doctor's head with a cardboard box. The doctor was startled and said, "Don't shoot me, please, I'm not a broken machine! I can sing to you, and I can confess to you!"
It couldn't see the direction clearly, and was extremely frightened. The mechanical pitch was high and low, as if it was choking. I don't know what kind of imprint the encounter with human beings that night left on its consciousness, maybe it will never understand, it was the one who was betrayed, and it did nothing wrong.
Su Heting was quick and turned off the doctor's automatic mode. Those cannon barrels suddenly shrunk, switched back to ordinary mechanical arms, and hung down.
"Sing," Su Heting flicked the cardboard box, "You have the talent to be a singer."
"I'm fine," the doctor stayed where he was, flattered, "I'm fine! You're really nice, it's the first time I've heard someone praise me for my talent. When I clear my throat, cough cough, what do you want to hear? I can sing ..."
It played the "Song of the Rose of the Defense Alliance", intermittently, as if it came from a dilapidated radio, with a slight noise, but it brought Su Heting back to the snowy day.
The hermit was moved and said: "I feel like I am the strong rose that blooms in the wind."
The doctor said: "I'm so sorry, I made you laugh just now."
The hermit said, "Understand understand."
After the bombardment ended, several people sat on the ground.
The hermit was still connected to the doctor. He held the cable and said, "Experiments have shown that we can appear at the same time, but the connection cannot be disconnected."
Fu Ma freed up two robotic arms, checked the doctor, and said, "Barely usable."
The doctor was picked up by the robotic arm, like a little duck at the mercy of others. Its electronic eyes flickered, and when it heard everyone calling Fu Mama, it also called out: "Mom."
It yelled several times until it annoyed Fu's mother.
Fu's mother said fiercely: "What are you doing?!"
The doctor said: "I'm fine, I'm very fine, I'm not hurt at all, I think I can be of great use. Brothers and sisters, what do you need me to do? Let me think about it, yes! I will blow up the office building."
It is as warm-hearted as before, but before it was saving lives.
Su Heting touched the tip of his nose, guessing that Fuma changed the doctor's settings, and replaced all its medical information with an attack plan.
Fu's mother tapped the doctor's head with a small hammer, and said, "It's not your turn to appear on stage now, do you know why you can't control yourself?"
"Well," asked the doctor sincerely, "why is that?"
Fu's mother said: "Because the chip is not in the body, you have two consciousnesses."