Chi Xiao had completely turned the massive information stored in the robot's brain into his memory, and at this time, he had already been on guard and dragged Nine into the dark alley.

The coat on his body is made of a special material that can be transformed and invisible, so he can freely transform into a variety of clothes according to his will.

At this moment, he propped the 'cloth' at the sides of the two of them, blocking the view of the patrol soldiers.

This kind of place is inherently disgraceful, and the so-called patrol soldiers are estimated to be a process, and they don't know how many kickbacks, oil and water they have eaten in their stomachs, but the meaning is still to be meaningful.

Nine looked at the 'man' in front of him.

Whether it is the things in it or this shell, it can't be regarded as a person, but this person is so vivid when they get along.

"Far away."

"Yes."

The two separated and continued to walk forward according to the indicators of the map.

N Chixiao took a step behind nine, being with this person, this is his habitual action with this person.

If it is a stranger, in fact, it will make people feel uneasy and uncomfortable like this, and the relationship between them cannot be regarded as strange, but it is indeed not familiar, and it has not yet reached the point where you can hand over your back.

But Nine walked for a while to react to this problem, and realized that he seemed to be very accustomed to having such a person follow him step by step.

After pondering for a moment, Nine still asked, "It's Qin Ling, then ...... you?"

"Sword Spirit Chixiao."

After hearing these four words, Nine's heart trembled slightly, and inexplicably, he didn't know what he was excited about.

He felt he needed to find something else to do for himself, so he let his eyes wander.

They had been walking for a while, gradually making their way to the center of the black market.

It is not because the deeper it goes, the more prosperous it becomes, the more you go inside, the dimmer the lights become, and the more cluttered it becomes, like a garbage dump for storage and organization.

Something skipped in front of him, and Nine stopped.

"Wait."

"How?"

Chi Xiao followed his line of sight and saw that he was staring at an old window.

I don't know how many times the window was sewn and repaired, and at this time I can't tell what material it was made of in the first place, and the most recent one seems to have been made with old newspapers?

The two heads leaned over, Chi Xiao poked it with his cold fingers, the top was indeed a layer of old newspapers, and the bottom was a certain metal material, I don't know if it was to save trouble, or a decoration style.

Wrong.

Newspapers are old antiques from many years ago in this kind of place, and they should not be used to paste the walls, but should be stored in museums for good preservation.

He looked closely, and finally found a small line on it—

"The 007th batch of researchers of 'Micro World', Genting Research Institute Memorial Book."

Sure enough, it's not a newspaper.

It is a paper commemorative book issued by the institute, but it is estimated that this is now finished by the Genting Research Institute.

His thoughts were transmitted to Xia Li's ears through the terminal, and she also gave her a reply.

"Genting used to be the best science institute in the world, where all the best technology in the world came from, but then it ...... I don't know why, it was dismissed by the state. ”

"Some say it's because the head of Genting turned their backs on her research, while others say they carried out some illegal experiments."

Xia Li's voice could be heard by both of them.

Chi Xiao turned his head and found that the people around him did not react, as if he froze.