Section 20 Disagreements

August 16, 1993 at 2:03 p.m

The meeting point is 40 km west of the edge of Grizzly City

"So, after she died, you went to experiment on your own?"

Zhou Yingxiong nodded and handed a stack of documents to Wang Luo. "You've prepared, it's all done. I've also made a good markup."

There was silence in the room for a while. Wang Luo carefully looked at the experiment report; Yang Wentian was full of surprise, looking at him as if he had never known Zhou Yingxiong; Zhou Yingxiong's expression was calm, as if what he had done was just a trivial matter.

"Change has happened." A few minutes later, Wang Luo patted Zhou Yingxiong on the shoulder. "The carp used to be a dragon."

"Her death is my responsibility. I was going to have her recite it, so I didn't prepare any materials. But it doesn't matter.... In the future, I hope you will cherish your life more. ”

Zhou Yingxiong smiled slightly, nodded, and then talked about the experiment.

"The three of them went back. Each person earned more than 500 yuan, and they are all very happy, and they hope to continue tomorrow. But after I sorted it out, I found that the data itself was very problematic. The same thing, different people do it, and the results are sometimes completely different, and there is no pattern. ”

"What the hell is going on?" Yang Wentian asked.

"The two girls bought fourteen different newspapers. Six of them were successful, and the remaining eight had various problems. ”

"What's the problem?"

"They can't remember. They seemed to have found that the newspaper was missing only when they got here, and they cried to me in the hope of giving me another chance. I guess I really can't remember. ”

"This kind of thing...."Wang Luo groaned, tapping his right index finger on the tabletop, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It should be a limitation of space." Yang Wentian said. "I've never seen your experiments like this before. However, people in the space often say, 'Don't look for loopholes in the rules, or you will regret it'. ”

"I'm not looking for loopholes." Wang Luo flipped through the report. "Try a little more, do you think you'll be able to find a pattern?"

"Unlikely." When Zhou Yingxiong said this, he frowned. "It's the same for several experiments. The data of the recording experiment is very irregular, sometimes it is okay, sometimes it is not; Some of the electrical appliances I bought are also easy to use, and some are not easy to use, and I feel that the sorting is completely irregular. ”

"Unstable... ? Wang Luo fell into deep thought. Let's go back first, I need to sort out my thoughts. ”

"While staring into the abyss, the abyss is staring at me. Tomorrow... We rest. No more experiments. ”

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August 16, 1993 at 3:08 p.m

Grizzly City City Government, Mayor's Office

Mr. Mayor sat in his original position, touching his neck--- where Yang Wentian's blade was approaching, and looking at the half box of money in front of him.

"That guy is quite confident." He took out a wad of money from his suitcase, flipped through it, threw it into the suitcase, and picked up the phone.

"Please pick up Mr. Parken."

"Hello William, I'm Mike. I know you're busy, and I know why. ”

"Yes, I just got the news that it's a guy wearing a clown mask behind the ghost. Yes, it's the one in Batman. However, it seems that there are many people in the city who cooperate with them. The target is the data in your underground lab. Yes, supposedly, they are interested in sensing a key breakthrough in one of your technologies. ”

"It's like someone else hired to do it. Yes, you make too much money, and it's really eye-catching. ”

"By the way, he seems to want to put pressure on you. It won't be long before they will propose to you through a number of channels: elect representatives of the people and visit your underground laboratory. It could be eight o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow. My suggestion? Transfer the value away and agree to the request. This can also reassure the people; If that doesn't work, then I hope you can arrange for someone to come here to protect me. Otherwise, you'll lose one of your best friends and most loyal allies. ”

"Okay, thanks. I'm looking forward to the next banquet. ”

After the conversation, Mr. Mayor let out a sigh of relief and leaned back in his chair.

Compared to the friendship, real estate, women, and power that Ambrera has given for a long time, the tens of thousands of dollars that the clown dropped are not competitive, and it is not difficult to make this choice at all.

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August 16, 1993 at 3:35 p.m

Meeting point: 6.2 km east of Wrieger Avenue, 7 Grizzly City First Bank

Due to yesterday's robbery, the bank is temporarily closed today.

At the door of the bank, there was no run and protest crowds. Maybe it's because the whole city is either busy marching to the city hall or looting Ambrera's strongholds.

Either way, it's all about yesterday's bank action. Thinking about it this way, in fact, there were several scenarios suitable for bank robbery in the previous world, but no one thought of it.

Zhu Cunka smashed his mouth.

In the morning, according to Wang Luo's request, he packed the few remaining gold and dollars into small boxes and threw them near Ambrera's business office and warehouse.

This can make the overall situation more chaotic and make Wang Luo's plan go more smoothly--- that is, he will gain more if he uses the replacement card.

There is no doubt that Wang Luo is valuable. If you get close to him, support him, and pull him into the group after returning to the space, the head of the group will definitely give a reward. It's a pity that the replacement card has been used up and is destined to be the enemy.

This is the Demon Card. Powerful and dark, in use, Zhu Cunka felt that the demon behind the card was smiling at him.

I hesitated, but inadvertently, I had already come to this point.

As long as you carry this card with you, whenever the right opportunity arises. The people around you are not teammates, but just prey. Either get enough benefit from those people, or be killed by them.

He was thinking about this when the door to the bank opened. Several policemen, as if they were in a hurry, ignored the bank clerk who was chasing behind, hurried to the police car, and left.

Great, it's time to get your hands dirty.