Chapter Seventy-One: The Butcher's Agent
Li Qi touched his face in the rearview mirror of Bumblebee, compared with before, it seems to be better than before? Who called Li Qi just casually collected photos of local residents. Time is pressing, so let's be ugly. It's important to find someone.
And Sam looked at himself in the rearview mirror and realized that he was really handsome before. Hey, it's a pity, I have to grieve myself for two hours or more.
Michaela didn't look in the mirror, she didn't want to see her rough cheeks, she must be looking terrible now. She kept her eyes closed nervously, and she was easily ruined by a bottle of potion when she looked like a moon.
"Remember to keep quiet. We were able to fool the facial recognition system. Li Qi admonished again.
The inspector curiously asked Li Qi where they were going to play, and Li Qi said with a serious face that they went out for a ride, so the inspector let them go and wished them a happy journey.
"76 Franklin Street, Manhattan Boulevard, New York, two more bends and we're there."
Michaela opened her eyes, looked at the satellite navigation device conjured up by the bumblebee, pointed to a block road, and then the three cars crossed the intersection very low-key, leaving behind the display screen that was still playing the wanted notice, and continued to drive towards the target.
Soon, according to the address Li Qi got from Leo, the car stopped in front of a butcher shop. It looks a little cluttered on the outside, with all sorts of small advertisements for renting and looking for a job posted on the walls.
"This is it."
Li Qi looked at the general appearance of this butcher shop, which was similar to the one in the plot, and knew that he should have come to the right place.
"There are no cars around the store, let's go down."
Sam looked around cautiously, there weren't many cars on Franklin Street, not even one in front of the store, after all, not many people would drive thousands of miles to buy barbecue or pies.
The three of them got out of the car in a low-key manner, and Li Qi walked in front, observing the surrounding cameras intentionally or unintentionally.
Push the door in, the interior decoration is obviously American-style, several people are waiting in line to buy pies, grilled salmon and pies are placed on the counter, and many meat products such as half-cooked sausages and smoked sausages are hung on the counter, and the price list of the set meal next to it says that this store also sells chicken buckwheat porridge for breakfast part-time.
The room was filled with a strong smell of meat, and in the kitchen room next to it, an old lady dressed as a housewife was coming out with a grilled sturgeon. At the moment, several people in white overalls are busy at the counter.
"Number 42, you want sausages, kosher pies, chicken buckwheat porridge, triangular meat set wrapped up, $15, cash only. OK, next! ”
"Idiot, I said that salmon should be soaked in brine and then smoked so that it tastes better."
"Mom, I'm busy enough, you want to torture me to death."
A very familiar voice was heard by the three of them, and the faces of the three of them became very wonderful at the same time.
Li Qi is impressed by this guy in the movie, while Sam and Michaela are too familiar with the owner of this voice, and every big thing before and after is related to him.
"Li Qi, you are really handsome."
Sam came back to his senses and patted Li Qi's shoulder with a little emotion.
What "robot warrior" website, what alien symbols, if there is really a human on Earth who has studied these, the first person Sam thinks of is him, the former Seventh District Secret Service Captain Simon!
In the United States, the middle-aged man in white overalls, wearing a chef's hat, and impatiently collecting money, is a Simont worker.
As if feeling Li Qi's gaze, Simon subconsciously glanced up, very puzzled. These three local residents also don't queue up? Just looking at him like that? Could it be that you have flour on your face?
When he looked up again, he noticed that the three of them had changed.
His face suddenly became very exciting, first red, then white, then black, and then it returned to normal.
“no! I thought it must have been me too busy to see the hallucinations. ”
Simon rubbed his eyes, directly ignored Li Qi and the others, and prepared to continue cutting meatloaf to make sandwiches.
"It's not an illusion."
Sam blinked, and then saw the corners of Simon's mouth twitch, obviously very much didn't want to see Sam, but seeing that Sam and Michaela looked like they didn't plan to leave, they could only sigh helplessly, and then began to wave away.
"Madam, take your smoked sausages, okay everyone, the butcher shop closes early, let's all go out, hurry up!"
The people who were still waiting in line to buy things suddenly complained, and then Simon was kicked out by Simon, and when Simon's mother came out with a pie, she saw that there was no one left, and immediately roared.
"Simon! Where have all the people gone? ”
"Mom, I have something to solve, and I'll work later."
Simon looked at his mother with a headache, and after a quick explanation, he stared at Sam and said viciously.
"What are you doing here? Do you want to see how miserable my life has been after I was laid off? ”
It can be seen that Simon is very angry because Sam has lost his work.
"No, no, I have something else to do with you......"
Sam hurriedly waved his hand and denied it, the current Simon was probably the only one who could help him, and before he could finish speaking, Simon glared.
"Boy, because you are good friends with your bad deeds, the entire seventh district has been revoked, and everyone has rushed back to their hometown en masse, there is no security, no pension, nothing, I finally opened a butcher shop to support my family, but you still don't let me go?"
If human resentment can kill, Simon's resentment is enough to kill Sam tens of thousands of times.
Originally, he had a bright future, as a secret service captain in a secret department, and the aliens that the researcher was interested in, but because he met Sam, everything was gone, and he didn't even have a job.
A black man with buckteeth next to him was holding a bone chopping knife to chop a pork leg bone, and was flickered by Simon.
"Yakov! If you still want to save money for a new tooth, then go and help! ”
At this moment, the news about Sam began to play in the small TV set set up on the wall, and Simon asked, not knowing whether to gloat or reluctantly accept his fate.
"Boy, what the hell have you done? The FBI, CIA, INTERPOL are all around to get you, and the sinking of the Second Fleet, I heard that NBE-1 (Megatron's previous experiment number in Sector 7) isn't dead yet? ”
As soon as Sam was about to explain, he saw Simon directly wave his hand and refuse, with a sense that I never knew you, don't come to disturb me, obviously scared by Sam.