CHAPTER IX
The so-called speakeasy is actually a building on the edge of the city that refuses to be demolished. Most of them are only two or three floors, brick houses, and there is always a possibility that they will collapse at any time under the bombardment of music.
There is one bar that is a little quieter than the others, but the atmosphere is good. Everyone was confident and determined, and the happy play brought excitement to their faces.
Before Ke Qinghe could fully enter the bar, he was stopped by two big men at the door, he thought it was a fee or an invitation or something, but he didn't expect them to ask: "Are there robots?" ”
"No, no." The question embarrassed him, but they let him in.
When Ke Qinghe was wondering, a man with a wine glass walked up to him and said with a smile: "First time? ”
He nodded, looking at the man in front of him, some messy hair, obscuring the contours of his face. A black suit, not a brand, but a work uniform from a long time ago. His shirt was a little wrinkled, he didn't have a tie or bow tie, his body was baggy, and he had drunk too much.
"First time."
"Let me introduce you?" The man continued to laugh, "You won't be familiar with this place at first glance. ”
This person shouldn't have come here with good intentions, he looked at Ke Qinghe, drank the wine in his hand in one gulp, and then gestured to the bar.
Ke Qinghe understands that it is begging for wine.
Anyway, he was not familiar with life, and Ke Qinghe was not short of a glass of wine, so he ordered him another glass at the bar.
"People who come here don't like robots." The man drank the new wine happily, "They showed up in large numbers, and did all the work of the human race, and those who had hands and feet to provide for their families, but they were all unemployed. ”
Ke Qinghe actually didn't feel this way, after all, he had just woken up, and he was not very familiar with what kind of social model it was now.
"My name is Wu Shan, and everyone here calls me Mu San." He introduced himself, raised his eyebrows by the way, and motioned for Ke Qinghe to introduce himself.
"Ke Qinghe."
"Ke...... That's a familiar name. He deliberately pretended to be thinking.
"You know?"
Ke Qinghe stood up straight, but the man was just joking, and soon returned to a hippie smile: "Just kidding, it's the first time we met." ”
The wine in Mu San's hand was only available for a while, and it soon bottomed out, and he pulled the topic back: "You must have something to do here, right?" ”
Ke Qinghe glanced at him and asked, "What do you say?" ”
"Although I'm not a serious person, but looking at your dress and gestures, I guess it's not an ordinary person." Mu San finished drinking again.
Ke Qinghe added another cup to him.
"A lot of rich people come here, one is to have fun, and the other is to find people, what are you looking for?"
Ke Qinghe replied directly: "Find someone." ”
"Then you've come to the right place!" Mu San clapped his hands happily, but quickly changed his tone, "You know, now all information is closed, and it is not allowed to inquire about anyone's information privately. ”
"However, I have a friend who told me that the people here are very capable people." Ke Qinghe's eyes glanced at the people on the dance floor, in other words, twenty years ago, he couldn't look down on any of these people, they were all vulgar people.
"That's true." Mu San is not ashamed, "Rather than relying on direct information communication between people, it is better to say that we choose the most natural way." ”
"Tell me about it."
Mu San saw that Ke Qinghe was interested, and he was even more energetic: "Although it is said that people will deceive each other, this is true, and it is also the nature of human beings. Life has existed in this world for tens of thousands of years, isn't it like this to survive? ”
"Well, that means you're making money by scamming people?" Ke Qinghe deliberately prostituted him.
"No, no." Mu San waved his hand, "I just mean that although we can deceive people, we can also get reliable information!" Think about it, in order to keep a secret, people can die, what about machines? Anyone can dig it, can't it? ”
"You're going away again." Ke Qinghe was wary of him.
Mu San was probably drunk, so he didn't pay attention to Ke Qinghe's reminder, and continued: "Relying on one machine and one network, we are going to cover all of us, do you think you are really protecting our privacy?" ”
Ke Qinghe listened while picking up the wine glass and taking a sip, he shouldn't have drunk, but when he came here, he would inevitably get some of it.
"Our information is not public to each other, but the person who collects it, he knows everything. It doesn't matter if it's a human or a machine, when it can't bear it, it will be paralyzed, and this information will be dangerous. Mu San quickly finished drinking the wine again, and said with a red face, "No one is safe in the first place!" ”
Ke Qinghe was disgusted by Mu San's rhetoric at first, he came to find someone, not to listen to him discuss social issues, but after listening to his words, Ke Qinghe calmed down.
"I'm looking for someone, who is the most reliable?" He asked.
Mu San knocked on the empty wine glass: "Man or woman?" ”
"Woman."
Mu San smiled when he heard it: "Lover? ”
"No, my wife."
"Okay." Miki spread out his hands, "If you have a conflict and separate, then no one will find it, because she can hide all her information." ”
"Hidden?"
"That's right, it's like when you go on social software and hide yourself, everyone thinks you're gone, how can you find you? What's more, the person who took the initiative to make himself invisible, will he still tell you that he is invisible? ”
Ke Qinghe thought for a moment: "But will you leave a message, right?" ”
Mu San laughed again: "You are very smart, you can find relevant information, but ......" He knocked on the empty glass again.
Ke Qinghe thought he wanted wine again, but Mu San shook his finger: "I've drunk enough tonight, I want to work." ”
So, Ke Qinghe also took out his mobile phone and asked him for a communication ID, Mu San covered his mobile phone, and thought about it: "You really came for the first time." ”
"What do you mean?" Ke Qinghe didn't understand.
"We don't want to deal with these things anymore, do you think we'll have IDs?"
Ke Qinghe put away his mobile phone, a group of people who don't want to expose themselves on the Internet, of course, they won't choose to communicate in this way.
"And you want cash?"
"Of course, bring cash and wine tomorrow night, and the best will come to you!" Kisan patted his chest, and then staggered into the crowd.
The sound of music around made Ke Qinghe almost have another sip, but fortunately he found it in time.
He simply glanced at the time on his phone, it was almost time to go back to the hospital.
……
When he came to the bar for the second time, Ke Qinghe deliberately brought cash.
At nightfall, there are more people at the door of the bar, and everyone is waiting in line to enter.
When it was finally Ke Qinghe's turn, he asked the big man at the door: "Why are there so many people today?" ”
The big guy glanced at him: "Because today the lady is free." ”
Sure enough, today's bar is overcrowded, and I finally managed to find an empty seat at the bar, and the men at the moment are all around all kinds of women, flirting and scolding.
"I'm really picky." A familiar voice approached his ear.
Ke Qinghe saw that Mu San was still the same, with that clothes, that expression, and wine. The only difference is that his hair is tied up at the back of his head, which makes his face better presented to others, which is much more refreshing than the first time I saw him.
"It's a gimmick, saying it's free for women, isn't it actually attracting more men to consume?" Ke Qinghe disagreed.
"Haha." Mu San laughed, "Half of the answer is right." ”
Ke Qinghe looked at him.
"Many people here usually don't have the opportunity to contact women, or through social software, if you can see two out of ten people, it's already good, it's better to come here and see twenty or thirty at once." Mu San took a sip of wine, it seems that today's wine is not in a hurry.
"Didn't you say you don't use social software?" Ke Qinghe asked.
"No, no, no." Mu San shook his fingers, "I mean we, not them." ”
Kizo's eyes kept staring at the door, until a woman finally walked in outside the door, and he immediately asked the bartender for a glass of wine, and then pointed to the door.
The bartender gave him a glass, and he turned and walked over to the woman, pouring some of the wine he had just poured into his quilt.
Ke Qinghe watched him hand half a glass of wine to the woman at the door, said a few words, touched a glass, and came back.
"Why don't you keep talking?" Ke Qinghe looked at Mu San and said proudly, "I think she seems to be quite interesting to you." ”
"The women here are all interesting to me." He did not shy away from praising himself, "Not everyone is as attractive and powerful as me. ”
"Strength?" Ke Qinghe smiled and shook his head, "When will you help me with my errands?" ”
Mu San narrowed one eye and pointed at Ke Qinghe with his finger: "It seems that you are a very discerning person." ”
Ke Qinghe didn't have time to pay attention to his things, so he took out a piece of cash directly from his pocket and stuffed it into his chest pocket.
"Follow me." Kizo led him into the bathroom, where the wooden door drowned out some of the sound, but the ground still shook and shook.
They entered a toilet cubicle together, Kisan put down the toilet lid, squatted on it, took out a pen and paper from his pocket and asked, "Name, age." ”
"Shi Lan, 32 years old, or 52 years old......"
As soon as Mu San wrote down his name, he stopped: "How many people are you looking for?" ”
"One."
"What do you mean by 32, 52?" Kizo looked up at him.
"It's a bit complicated, but no matter what age you are, according to the name, it's the same person." Ke Qinghe was a little anxious, but he didn't want to explain too much.
"Big brother, it's not easy for me to do things like this." Mu San simply put down the pen and paper, "One person is a price, two people are ......"
"I'll add money." Ke Qinghe immediately replied to him, "I just need to find her clues." ”
Mu San raised his hand holding the pen: "Okay, you're the boss." ”
"Wait, she might have a baby with her."
Mu San wrote it on the paper, and asked by the way: "Male or female?" ”
"I don't know." Ke Qinghe hesitated for a moment, "If you can find out, you must tell me." ”
Mu San raised his head and looked sideways at him: "Finding someone is a sum of money, and the information is counted according to the article." ”
"Yes." Ke Qinghe replied very briskly, and when Mu San saw him so cheerful, he even suspected that his offer was too low.
"When will I know?" Ke Qinghe continued to ask.
"As soon as next month." Kizo put the pen and paper in the pocket on the inside of the suit.
"Next month? Can't it be faster? ”
Seeing his anxious look, Mu San could only shrug his shoulders: "No way, people rely on people to be related, and they have to distinguish the true from the false, so it is appropriate to take some time." ”
As soon as he finished speaking, seeing that Ke Qinghe hesitated, he added: "If you are in a hurry, you can also go to the police network to find and issue a missing person notice, but she knows that you are looking for her, and if I can't see you, I don't know." If I don't want to see you, I seek the help of the Internet police to hide myself, and then come to us again, there is nothing I can do. ”
Ke Qinghe glanced at him, and his eyes directly understood.
"Okay, so be it."
"Well, I'll see you next month's Ladies Night." Mu San was very happy to finally make a big deal and was satisfied with the deafening music.
Ke Qinghe walked out of the crowded and noisy bar, surrounded by the brightly lit city, and raised his head, a dark sky without stars.
He turned around and glanced at the bar's sign, where the neon tubes curled out a few simple English words — "Time Machine."