On a black rainy night, the display screen of the bus stop board flashed with a faulty jump screen. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoNarrow two-lane backstreets, hydrogen-powered buses drive silently past deserted stations. The sky above the crowded floor is shrouded in black. The black color is suffocating. The gray brick-walled buildings along the street reveal a cold light. Ding Yi took off his waterproof coat and hat and walked in through the back door. Several Caucasian men looked up and looked at him warily. Inside the small warehouse, there are several wooden storage boxes that have been pried open. On the foam cushion in the wooden box, a few bottles of red wine are stuffed.

Ding glanced at it and walked briskly up the stairs into the antechamber of the Tallinn Bar. The air conditioning in the bar was fully air-conditioned, and his coat was quickly dried. Ding Yi walked down the metal escalator. On the fluorescent dance floor, a few girls on the night of the event came to the dance floor with their graceful figures, wearing only hot decorative clothes, twisting catwalks from the mermaid tank. They all wore wild beast tooth masks. The tattoo on the bare back glows with a dazzling color. The crowd erupted in high cries to the rhythm of high-decibel bass.

Ding Yi sat at the bar. The man he was looking for was right behind him: Pinkin was holding two young Russian girls in his arms.

Dressed in a white uniform shirt, Liadi smiled and nodded, her face having a natural and mysterious beauty in the psychedelic light. "Sheriff?" Ding Yi shook his head, and the cola with the powerful amphetamine suddenly hit his nerve center. He needed to close his eyes and cushion the momentum. Seeing that the black market merchant Pingjin had been having fun, Ding Yi picked up the stimulus drink, turned around and put it on the round table behind him, he knocked on the bottom of the bottle to remind him of Pingjin, who had an appointment with him.

"You're here." Ping Jin noticed that he reluctantly let go of the two young girls, touched their buttocks, and told them to leave for a while. He made an important business appointment.

"If I hadn't heard about the recent rumors, I really didn't expect that you would be a police officer of the Secret Service Group. The police have also played with biohacking. Ping Jin put down Erlang's legs, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and leaned over to sit at the round table and picked up a cold beer. Honestly, did you kill Lin Kai? ”

"Lin Kai is not dead, and I have not done anything to him."

"Huh? Such a bastard, why don't you fuck him! ”

"Who are you and me, since you already know that I am a special service officer, you should also know that I am a person who acts according to the rules."

"If I give you money....."

"What the are you talking about? I'm here to buy something from you, and your personal grudge with Lin Kai has nothing to do with me. Ding interrupted Ping Jin after listening to him, in fact, he didn't want to hear the illegal demands of the black marketeers. Ping Jin had no choice but to stare at Ding Yi with his hands in his hands. If he had known his identity as a special service unit, Ping Jin would not have wanted to have anything to do with the police, he didn't want to cause this trouble. But now, after Ding Yi has learned something about him, Pingjin can't get rid of this bomb anymore. Ding Yi could come to him at any time for any reason, making the black market master very passive.

"I wouldn't have made a deal with the police, especially with the Bio Secret Service; If it weren't for Zhang Yi's endorsement, I wouldn't have sold you anything you wanted. "The technology involved in biohacking is often between illegal and legal, or can easily be used for shady purposes. Therefore, under the special care of the black market businessman of the secret service team, Ping Jin must not want to have any contact with Ding Yi.

"Are you ready for me?" Ding Yi counted out a wad of cash to him. There is no way to transfer money electronically in the fully restricted Tallinn bars, and there is no way to conduct any electronic communication or surveillance, and there is no evidence area.

Ping Jin put away the money and glared at him. "Follow me." He pulled up his loose black leather pants and stood up, leading Ding Yi to the parking lot outside the front door. Pinkin pressed the key, and the self-driving black Acura SUV stopped in front of them. , Ding Yi followed him into the back seat of the car.

"You're buying this to kill some unpleasant biohacker, ah, did he steal your account, or did he see your nude photos? Hahaha! Ping Jin took out a gray satchel from the trunk and handed it to Ding Yi. Inside there were four metal round canister bombs that resembled grenades, but were thinner and longer than grenades, miniature pulse bombs. Originally, his principle should have been not to ask the customer about any use of the product. But in view of Ding Yi's dangerous identity, he felt that knowing what he wanted to do would give him more security.

"Why do you say that?" Ding Yi checked it, and several metal bullets in a bag clanged. It will make people worry that they will blow themselves up en masse if they are not careful.

"The upper limit of the micropulse bomb is an electromagnetic pulse with a power of 200,000 watts. Almost full coverage from very low to ultra-high frequencies. Shouldn't you tell me that you just bought it to shut down the city's electricity for a while and call on everyone to save energy and reduce emissions? "Black marketeers still know the power of pulse bombs, and pulses are very damaging to the impact of the power grid. If it explodes in a city or near the power grid, the entire city will be irretrievably plunged into darkness and shock in a short period of time.

"Can you turn the power down a little bit?" Ding Yi touched an adjustable knob on the bomb.

"Don't touch the danger, when you turn down the power, it will produce two oscillation pulses or multiple oscillations, and the total power is still close to 200,000 watts. It's just that such multiple pulses are more harmful to biohackers, and it is worse than death. "Ping Jin can roughly guess that such a weapon will not be used elsewhere, except for the indiscriminate destruction of all electronic products, it is the physiological harm to a new type of human group, biohackers." Those physics geniuses across the Pacific Ocean have built low-power inverter bombs. Throw it in the crowd and blow it up, and you can identify the biohackers, right? ”

Ding was absent-minded, still checking the structure of the bomb. After the cage core was scanned, the power data from the auxiliary analysis seemed to be more powerful than that introduced by Ping Jin.

"Still, the Yankees are really powerful. I heard that the hackers over there are also unwilling to be slaughtered, and some people have begun to develop hacker hearts that protect the pulse. The chip is placed in the protective device and then implanted into the nerve connection of the human body. In this way, the pulse damage is eliminated again. ”

Pinkin is still chattering. Ding Yi looked out the car window without saying a word, and the parking lot was illuminated by dim halogen lights, blurry raindrops mixed with neon signs in the distance.

"I'll come back to you again." He opened the car door, picked up his satchel, and stepped into the rain.

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