At one o'clock in the afternoon, Lance returned to his apartment.

While opening the door with the key, he didn't even lift his eyelids, and said directly into the house: "When did you kid learn to slip the door and pick the lock?" ”

"I'm a journalist, remember?" The brother in the house stood by the windowsill, looking out at the street through the blinds, and answered without looking back.

"I remember, but I thought you were only good at what you do, but I didn't expect it...... Trespassing is also a good hand. Lance read as he closed the door.

"Don't be poor...... the reporter said, turning his head, "I saw that the appointed time has passed and you haven't shown up yet, guessing that you may have encountered some emergencies, so I sneaked into your house to take a look." ”

"What do I have here?" Lance put the paper bag on the table, took off his sunglasses and said, "Do you think I'm going to store anything 'valuable' in a house like this?" ”

"What do I think...... It doesn't matter, what matters is what your 'enemies' think. The reporter continued, "From the perspective of those who are trying to turn against you, after launching an ambush or a chase against you, whether it is successful or not...... You should send some people to your house to search and ambush you. ”

"So...... You deliberately picked the lock to come in, just to see if you can catch a live mouth and ask for some clues? Lance asked.

The reporter didn't answer the question, because with the advent of Lance, it didn't matter anymore.

He shrugged his shoulders and changed the subject: "Now that you're back, tell me where you've been for the past few hours?" ”

"I was invited to a cup of coffee by Chief Moreno." Lance replied without thinking, and before saying this, he walked briskly into the bathroom and closed the door.

"You ......" The reporter brother wanted to ask if Lance had been arrested, but when the words came to his lips, he decided to ask a more crucial question, "...... Are you sure you haven't bugged or something? ”

"Uh...... Ahh......h ......"Unexpectedly, the next second, there was a continuous, very nauseous vomiting sound in the bathroom.

"Hey...... the reporter brother took a few steps closer to the bathroom door, "are you alright?" ”

Ten seconds later, with the sound of the toilet flushing, Lance opened the door and walked out: "It's okay, I drank some SLJ (a toilet cleaner from their time), and threw up with the rest of my stomach." ”

I said...... Did you drink coffee or industrial alcohol before? The reporter squinted at him and complained.

"You know what." Lance replied in a natural tone, "I'm trying to prevent nanobots. ”

"Passed...... What is the form of drinking toilet cleaner? The reporter asked.

"The ingredients of SLJ's toilet cleaner not only have a very great irritation to the gastric mucosa...... Uh......" Lance said halfway through his sentence and retched again, "...... Function...... It also has a significant corrosive effect on nano-creations that have not yet been combined, as long as you take a few sips of food containing nanobots within four hours of eating it...... It allows those substances to detach from the stomach wall and break down quickly. ”

"And at the same time, it can make you suffer from stomach ulcers quickly, right?" The reporter brother complained again.

"Don't worry about the details." "Let's talk about the question you just asked...... he paused for half a second, and then added, "I've thought about and checked the 'bugging' thing on the way back, and if she really wants to put a listening device on me without me noticing, the only way to do it is to use nanobots......

"You went to drink toilet cleaner just in case?" The reporter seems to be very keen to complain about this, so he said it again.

"What if' in your mouth...... Even the hypothesis that seems to ordinary people to have a very low probability and a bit unbelievable seems to be one percent or one tenth of the situation when you get to Carmen......" Lance replied, "considering that she came to me on her own initiative today, and that she chose the place to drink coffee...... With her authority and ability, it doesn't matter if she can directly ask the people in the store to cooperate, let the agent pretend to be a clerk, or do anything on the way to the coffee...... There are countless ways to get me to drink nanobots very simply, so ...... Why should I not be on the lookout? ”

"What about the reason that toilet cleaner is hard to drink?" Reporter, brother, this is endless.

"Hah!" Lance smiled, "If someone asked you to choose between eating or dying, which would you choose?" ”

"I chose to put on the man's face before I died." The reporter replied.

"Well said." Lance continued, "And what about me...... I'd rather swallow feces and kill myself than 'lose'. ”

"Heh......" The reporter brother chuckled when he heard this, "OK, you_make_your_point."

Although this journalist brother has a European and American face, it is very strange that it ...... He speaks terrible English, but he speaks Chinese very well; In a world where bilingualism in Chinese and English has long been commonplace around the world, and where anyone can speak both languages relatively fluently, this highly educated, journalist brother ...... I was stunned to speak English that was not good.

His level of Chinese is at the level of his native language, while his level of English is like using an unfamiliar dialect - you can understand all the sentences on paper, but as soon as he speaks, he will have problems with inaccurate pronunciation, grammatical errors, accents, etc.

For example, the sentence he said right now, a very simple sentence, was read by him, and it was weird to listen to, and even elementary school students could speak better than him; Rao is so...... This product still likes to jump out of English at every turn when chatting with people, and I don't know how this habit is formed.

"Speaking of which...... You just called her Carmen? After a pause for a few seconds, the reporter brother added, "And you seem to know her very well......" He paused again, revealing a meaningful smile, "Brother Judge...... Is there a story between you and 'Chief Moreno'? ”

"Yes." Unexpectedly, Lance admitted without hesitation, he sat on a sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, shook his head and read, "That year...... I'm also seventeen ~ she's seventeen ~ "

"Okay...... Stop. The reporter didn't wait for him to say a second sentence, then interrupted, "I'll just ask casually, you don't have to tell me in detail." ”

"What's wrong? You asked yourself, and I'm going to say you don't listen again. Lance continued.

"Because you're a liar, I only dare to believe every word that pops out ......of your mouth," the reporter laughed, "and when you talk about your 'past' and 'private affairs,' the ratio has to be lowered — to less than two percent." ”

"Hehehe......" Lance suddenly let out a morbid laugh, "You know what...... That's what I appreciate most about you – you're not a fool. ”

"That's why I'm called the 'Sacrificer.'" The reporter, or ...... "sacrificer", immediately replied, "If even I have been deceived, then who else can spread the 'truth'?" ”

"Hmph...... reading too much of the 'truth' will make it harder and harder for you to trust others." Lance, or ...... "judge", also smiled and continued.

He is right that most of the time, "lies" are more acceptable; Imagine if there was such a world...... None of the information circulating there has been distorted, whitewashed, taken out of context, obscured, or directed or entertaining...... The media just objectively and impartially shows all the bloody truths, so ...... What a scary place it would be.

Knowing too much can be scary, and understanding too much can make people desperate.

The very few who know the truth who control public opinion and power need the public to live in lies.

The public themselves ...... You also need to live in a lie yourself.

Of course, this asymmetrical relationship is not "absolute", it is just a balance, and the "sacrificer" is a person who maintains this balance, and he himself ...... And, as the judge said, probably the most fearful and desperate.

"I want to live as freely as you too, but unfortunately I can't......" After a few seconds, the priest smiled bitterly and continued, "After all...... I still have a conscience. With that, he walked over to the table and pointed to the paper bag that Lance had placed on the table when he walked in the door, "Is this the video Hel took?" ”

"Yes, I took it to an internet café before I came back, no problem." Lance replied.

"Oh?" The priest began to tease maliciously again, "When you look at this, did you deliberately go to one kind of closed cubicle that provides free tissues?" ”

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Am I still able to play this stuff in the lobby of an Internet café? Lance continued.

"Huh...... Did Chief Moleno make you so restless? Can't even wait to go back to the apartment and see you again? "The priests continue to spread malice.

"yes, it occurred to me that Chief Moleno might have repacked the contents of the locker before I even arrived...... I couldn't get excited. Lance was obviously a trash-talker as well, and he immediately replied in a sarcastic tone, "The next time I have a chance, I'll just bring you this hard drive, which may be bugged on, taped it to your face, and talk to you about the crime plan for half an hour, and then post a picture of Carmen on the hard drive, and then I'll undo my pants and pull out the ......."

“OKOK…… I was wrong! Wrong line! The priest was a little difficult to resist Lance's three-way counterattack, he quickly admitted and changed the subject, "Don't talk about it, since you have nothing to do, I should also withdraw." ”

With that, he picked up the paper bag and walked towards the door.

Today, the worshippers had agreed with the judge to pick up the video: according to the original plan, after the judge took the video, he would first identify the content and check whether there was any tracking device implanted in the hard drive, and then meet with the sacrificer, and the sacrificer would take the video to a "safe place" for storage.

In addition to the "cooperative" relationship between the priest and the judge, every person who joins the "Xuduluo Mountain" and becomes the judge's "subordinate" will have a fatal "criminal evidence" left with the judge, for Hull Schneider...... That's it.

"Oh...... That's right. As he was about to open the door, the priest seemed to think of something again, and said, "I have gone and examined the 'Frederick William Graff' whom you are about to judge this time...... I found something that was a little bit of a concern. ”

"Say." Lance slumped on the couch and answered disapprovingly.

"In addition to the protection from the Federation on the surface, secretly...... Graff had bought himself a 'killer insurance' many years ago. The priest continued, "This insurance means ......."

“…… Meaning, if something happens to him, a hefty 'revenge bounty' will be immediately distributed to the 'killer brokers' around the world, and then ...... I will become a fat sheep in the eyes of all the killers in the world. Before Lance could finish speaking, he picked up the passage himself.

"Oh, you really know." The priest laughed and said, "So...... Judging by your fearless attitude, you must have already taken measures against this? ”

"No special countermeasures are needed." The judge said this, leaning back on the back of the sofa, tilting his head sideways, looking at the priest and said, "On this planet, only one killer can kill me, but he has already washed his hands a few years ago, so ......" He spread his hands and made a noncommittal expression.

"Well, then we'll ......" The priest didn't pay much attention when he heard this—he wasn't friends with the judge in the first place," ...... See you later. ”