Chapter 91: Maps
"BATTLEMODE...... I don't usually use it a few times. Lu Wen explained.
"If you have nothing to do, you can come to our training ground, we can help you unlock your potential, the potential of your machine," said one technician.
"Potential? Like what? β
"For example, you can effectively avoid bullets from a distance."
As he spoke, the technician pulled a pistol out of his pocket.
Lu Wen was shocked.
"You're doing research so dangerous?"
"Nothing." He smiled, "This is just a model gun, it's not powerful." β
He gestured to the glass not far away and fired a shot.
"Bang!"
The glass burst open.
The scum splashed in the air, and a lot of it splashed on Lu Wen's body.
There is no muffler.
The sound can be heard from the entire floor.
But the R&D personnel who came and went looked the same as usual, and they didn't even turn their heads to look.
"Eh, it's a real gun." He scratched his head, "But it's nothing, it's just a demonstration." β
He turned his head to look at Lu Wen.
"If there are three muzzles in front of you, the system can calculate the vast majority of possible ballistic coverage in advance and plan the appropriate evasion route for you, all in an instant."
"So I'll be safe?"
"No, there's still a good chance you'll be killed."
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Chatted with the dangerous researchers.
Lu Wen left the Blue Branch.
I told Uncle Yin Long that I would meet in the afternoon, and I kept my word.
Although I don't know why this uncle wants to see him.
"Ying Long? Is it Ying Long, the author of The Lost City? As soon as Liang Chen heard the name, he became excited.
"yes, what's wrong?" Lu Wen asked.
"It is said that the treasure map on the cover of "The Lost City" is real, and now the eighth part has been released, and the eight covers have pieced together the outermost map, and the one in the center is missing, and the signs on the map are very similar to some places in the no-man's land outside Mowu City." Liang Chen said.
"No wonder this book is so popular." Lu Wen was thoughtful.
"Alas, it's a pity that the writer Ying Long has cancer, and it is already at an advanced stage when he is checked, and the eighth part was just released some time ago, and it is estimated that the ninth part will never come out again." Liang Chen sighed.
"Well, I heard there's only one breath left."
In the morning, Daisy told Lu Wen about the situation.
But she didn't say why Yin Long wanted to see him.
The two returned to the car.
Ying Long's home is also in the 9th district.
And in a very old community, there is no elevator.
The dusty cement faΓ§ade has cracked and peeled off under the erosion of time, revealing the red bricks inside.
The old banyan tree is rooted at the entrance of the community, and the branches are luxuriant.
The people who come and go are all uncles and aunts in their sixties and seventies.
"Being so rich and living in such a humble place is the state of mind." Liang Chen sighed.
"Looks like they didn't invite you?"
"Brother Lu Wen, can I be cheeky......"
"You know it's cheeky."
Lu Wen contacted Daisy in advance and asked if he could bring someone.
Got an affirmative answer.
Yin Long's home is on the first floor, with three bedrooms and one living room.
Very old-fashioned decoration style, solid wood home, pure white floor tiles, the living room chandelier is a little gray, but all kinds of technology products are the latest.
Daisy welcomes the two into the house.
"Why don't you go to the hospital?" Lu Wen asked.
"It's late, and he says it's good to be at home for the last time." Daisy smiled in response.
Lu Wen followed her to the bedroom full of healing equipment.
The old man lying on the hospital bed was even thinner than he had imagined.
Skinny and bones.
Looks weak.
Relying on various instruments to hang his life, he may die at any time.
The old man slowly opened his eyes, and the mere action of opening his eyes seemed very difficult.
He could no longer speak, and could only raise his right hand tremblingly.
Lu Wen stretched out his left hand and held the thin right hand.
It's cold.
"He asked me to apologize on his behalf." Daisy whispered.
"Excuse me?"
Lu Wen didn't know why.
He has never had any intersection with the uncle in front of him.
Yin Long was lying on the bed, just looking at Lu Wen.
The gaze seems to be ...... Somewhat kind.
It's like looking at your grandchildren.
Lu Wen began to brainstorm.
"Yin Long's father is Yin Mu, the creator of the first generation of androids, so Yin Long is the same generation as the first generation of androids."
"Then he is several generations higher than me, and he can be regarded as a family, all of them are the sons of the blue family, this kind gaze is reasonable."
Barely explained.
He didn't stay long with Yin Long, and Lu Wen left.
From start to finish.
He hadn't spoken to Yin Long.
It's not clear what this old man's purpose is.
On the contrary, Liang Chen was very excited all the way.
"I just saw it, Part 9!" He said, "Have you noticed, there is the ninth part on the bedside table in that bedroom, which has been bound, and it is a lifetime series." β
"Didn't pay much attention."
The old man gave him the ninth book, but the cover was hand-painted.
"I just took a few photos, and I'll find someone to promote it later, and the title is called, and the writer Ying Long also expressed his support for Lu Wen, the candidate for the bionic parliamentarian!"
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"Brother Lu Wen, let's go to the dinner site now!"
"I have to go home and make dinner."
"Then I'll wait for you outside the community."
"Actually, I ......"
"If you don't come out, I'll wait the night."
Lu Wen is out of line.
Hurried home and made dinner for Xia Chuluo.
The girl seemed to be plotting something while she was pretending to be stupid and recuperating from her injuries, but everything was in her head.
Lu Wen's brain was not enough to analyze what was going on in her head.
I could only tell two words, and then left in a hurry.
Liang Chen has indeed been waiting outside the gate of the community.
"The auction items for the dinner are all donated, calligraphy and paintings, antiques, airplanes and yachts are all ......"
"This time it's just private, there are no celebrities, it's all entrepreneurs, the charity auction is just foreplay, and the main highlight is a few of you parliamentary candidates."
"The auction is about mobilizing emotions, and after the auction is over, the dinner officially begins, and that's when the candidates stand up, knock on their glasses, or stand on the stage and solicit donations for their own elections."
Liang Chen took the trouble to explain to Lu Wen.
"Isn't your family rich?"
"Alas, although ZF allows group fundraising, there is an upper limit, and the election of parliamentarians is a particularly money-burning thing, and it is not possible to rely on only one family, Brother Lu Wen, you must prepare your speech in advance."
It's getting dark.
The car stops next to an upscale hotel.
The red carpet has been rolled out.
As soon as Lu Wen got out of the car, the media kept filming.
To be honest, he was not used to this kind of occasion.
I didn't adapt to it in my previous life.
He didn't want to come to this dinner.
But when I thought of the message that Zero had given him, I decided to come after thinking about it for a while.
The venue was lively.
"Look, that's A12, the one who has lived the longest on the scene." Liang Chen pointed to a humanoid machine in the distance and said to Lu Wen, it was still very obvious that there was a certain difference between it and ordinary people.
"The one who dragged it very hard is the fourth generation of Xinhong IV.06-0000079, I am an android, and I have awakened, and I have to openly stand on the opposite side of the android, I look down on this kind of person the most!" Liang Chen took a sip.
In addition to this, there are several candidates for the Human Council.
Apparently a few small groups.
Only Lu Wen is particularly thin here, because he has never announced his participation in the election.
"Just find a place to sit."
Lu Wen looked around.
There was also an auction before the dinner, which was a test of patience.
"Brother Lu Wen...... Something went wrong. β
Liang Chen looked at his phone and suddenly grabbed him.
"What's wrong?"
"Old Man Ying Long is dead."
"Oh...... His situation today, alas, ......" Lu Wen sighed, "It is true that it will not last long." β
"No, he was murdered."
Liang Chen handed the phone to Lu Wen.
Live picture.
There was blood stains all over the bedroom.
Red and blue.
Daisy fell to the ground, blue blood coming out of her brain, and the chip was most likely damaged.
The thin old man was lying on the bed.
A sharp blade pierced through the chest.
Blood stained the sheets.
The book on the bedside table was missing.
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Good night, book friends!