Twenty-seven's memories of the new city are already a little blurry, and when I see the buildings I have walked through and entered, I feel both familiar and very unfamiliar. He didn't dare to speak, let alone raise his head to look around, he could only lift his eyelids slightly and peek, his face still carrying the green black that Meng Hui deliberately punched.

Meng also began to be cautious when he came back here, his words and deeds must be more in line with the state of a cold-blooded hunter, in Xincheng, the trial company cannot cover the sky with one hand, and the deterrent power of this dress has plummeted.

She decides to find a safe place as soon as possible to change out of her work clothes, re-inject her identity, hide her weapon and go straight to the university to find Carrie.

Xincheng is not a place without isolated surveillance, but most of them are in collusion with the trial or the major consortia, and Meng Hui can't take Carrie and Twenty-Seven to step on the thunder. She searched her memories and soon thought of the perfect spot, and she quickened her pace and made her way to her destination in a low-key manner.

Artificial wetland park.

It is a place for the upper class to enjoy the scenery and relax. Below the park there are restaurants, bars, stadiums and many other places of entertainment, and further down there are several inns and a hideout that looks like a hotel but is actually a rebel stronghold.

The elevator descended rapidly, and the people inside left one by one, and in the end, only Meng Hui and Twenty-Seven were left to the thirty-second floor of the basement, the Purple Leaf Hotel.

"Good evening, both." A young gray-skinned beauty at the bar snorted and said in a very lazy tone, "What style of room do you need?" ”

"Ruin style, give me the best." Meng Hui stared at the beauty expressionlessly, only to see a trace of surprise flash in the other party's eyes, and quickly calmed down again.

"Sorry, there are no ruin-style rooms here." The beauty unconsciously glanced at the red eyes on Meng Hui's left chest, obviously a little nervous, and her eyes involuntarily showed disdain and hatred.

"Are you sure?" Meng Hui looked at her coldly, "I don't want to cause trouble. But if you keep pestering me, I'll make sure you don't have any style of room here. ”

The beauty's eyes widened at a loss, and the door behind her slowly rose, revealing an elderly man who looked to be at least two hundred years old. His steps were quite steady, not trembling, and he looked very energetic.

"Open one for her." The old man looked at Meng Hui with a light smile, very kind, "How long will it take you?" ”

"Six months." Meng regained his composure in a threatening tone.

Under the coordination of the old man, Meng Hui got a finger-sized metal key with "2046" engraved on it. She transferred 180,000 points from her account, grabbed Twenty-Seven and hurriedly left the front desk.

Room 2046 was located deeper underground, and as soon as she entered the internal elevator, Meng Hui felt an inexplicable sense of relief, she knew that the surveillance that was shrouded in the surroundings had finally disappeared completely.

"Ruin style? And the best? What does that mean? Twenty-seven obviously felt safe here, and asked boldly with confidence.

"The ruin-style room has a hidden conveyor belt, and in case of danger and interrogation, we can go directly to the ruins outside the city, and there is no need to run around the new city." The best 'room' is the closest to the old city, the ruins outside the old city are better for Tibetans, and the closest to the farm and factory. ”

After Meng Hui finished explaining, the elevator door slowly opened. She took off the handcuffs on her twenty-seven hands, walked quickly to the door of room 2046, and stuffed the key to activate the heavy metal door. "This one can withstand at least three flame bombs, and if it's dangerous, it can drag on for a long time."

"30,000 points a month, it seems to be worth it." Twenty-seven looked at the only big bed and asked awkwardly, "Only one?" ”

Meng replied to him: "It's good to have a bed, you sleep on the sofa." She dropped the heavy bag and rummaged through it for a connector to connect to the metal wall and into the recent news briefing.

"Not good!" Seeing a piece of yesterday's news, Meng Hui bounced up from the soft bed, "The disappearance of the 'Interstellar Colonialism' student of Xincheng University is not the result of the office, and it seems that the student acted spontaneously." ”

Twenty-seven then frowned: "Carrie must be inside, where are we going to find someone now?" ”

"If you think about it, did you mention any plans when you knew each other before? What organization? Any clue will do! Meng Hui calculated the time, these students disappeared from the school in less than 24 hours, and they should not run too far.

Twenty-seven sat on the sofa and covered his head, his brain, which had been tortured by the office, seemed very dull, and the more he tried to recall, the more difficult it was to remember. He groaned in pain, and his nerves, which had not yet fully recovered, quickly fought back, causing him a sharp pain in his brain.

"Forget it! Let's take a break, and we'll go out and look for it before dawn. Meng Hui hurriedly took out the medicine box and stuffed it to give him a painkiller, found out the identification mark by himself, pulled it out with a needle and put it aside, and then picked out a tube and injected it into the palm print.

It happened to be a female mark, Meng Hui quickly modified the basic information with the connector, entered the bathroom and changed into a prepared ordinary clothes, and quickly dyed his silver hair black.

She walked out of the bathroom and hid the dagger in the sheath of her boots, and the pistol could not be taken out of the room, but in the bag. "Let's go, let's go to a few rebel dens first."

Twenty-seven also tucked a short knife into his boot, and brought two painkillers with him as a matter of caution. The two quickly returned to the front desk and walked silently into the elevator leading to the ground. The moment they arrived at the wetland park, the discomfort of being watched and watched again enveloped them.

Meng Hui drove through the clean and tidy streets, and soon entered a slightly deserted area. Twenty-seven paused, saw that there were no electronic flies around, and said softly and boldly: "This is the territory of the consortium, what are you doing here?!" ”

Meng Hui nodded the ground with his foot: "It's not underground." She led Twenty-Seven to the artificial forest next to the consortium's high-rise building, where there was a small fountain, kicked a dozen metal bricks, and a large circular hole suddenly appeared inside the fountain. Jump! ”

As soon as Meng Hui's voice fell, the person had already disappeared into the black hole with the current, and Twenty-Seven hurriedly followed, and was instantly engulfed by darkness. The entrance to the cave closed at a rapid rate, and the fountain continued to spray fancy jets of water, making it impossible to see that anyone had ever been here.

In the dark, Meng Hui and Twenty-Seven did not fall down quickly, the anti-gravity device here made the descent very slow, and the two of them sank for nearly five minutes, and finally stepped on the solid ground again.

At the moment of landing, an arched door slowly rose, revealing a dazzling blue-white light inside. Twenty armed men trotted out and surrounded the two.