037. I'm a pervert

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What should a mid-22nd-century, remote, sparsely populated small American town look like?

Zhao Yu didn't think about this problem at all, so he could only stand there honestly and listen to Christine list the suspicious things about this town one by one: "It's too quiet, there are too few lights, and there are too few people......"

"Uh, why do I think it's normal for you to say this?" Zhao Yu said curiously, "Isn't it just a town of two hundred people, is it still lively?" ā€

Christine, who was crouching out of the window and looking out, gave him a disdainful look: "This is Bodwell, a settlement built through irregular means, and the government has provided little or no resource support, so it is difficult to maintain an independent existence under normal circumstances, in other words, the residents of this town must communicate with each other and support each other in order to live, and must not hide in their homes and stay closed - but do you recall, how many people have we met since we arrived in this town?" ā€

Zhao Yu thought for a long time, and finally had to admit that Christine was right: "I only saw the old man downstairs." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"Not to mention that it's only nine o'clock in the evening, and the whole town is as quiet as if all the people are dead...... Phew, what am I saying this for? Christine patted her face lightly, "Look outside, there's not even a little light." ā€

It's like a dead city.

Zhao Yu smiled bitterly: "It's getting more and more like a second-rate horror movie." ā€

"I'm a little worried about Mrs. Claus about them." Christine stood up, "I feel compelled to tell them about these anomalies, if not overnight, to at least prepare them." ā€

"Oh, I don't have a problem with this, they live in ......" Zhao Yu suddenly stopped when he said this, and suddenly stopped his waist and hugged Christine and dragged it back desperately, that is, about a second later, the door was slammed open, if it wasn't for Zhao Yu's hug and drag, Christine would probably be hit and fly out by this blow!

In fact, even Zhao Yu was slightly surprised, he originally only planned to leave Christine in place, but the strength and reaction that had grown in the virtual space special training finally manifested their existence at this moment - Christine was thrown directly into bed......

Zhao Yu glanced at Christine to make sure she was sitting up from the bed with a blank expression on her face, and then turned his attention back to the thing that slammed the door open.

That's supposed to be a person.

The reason why I say "should" is because although this object also has a head and limbs, a tall body, and even facial features, Zhao Yu really doesn't want to describe the other party as a person.

The problem is in that face, Zhao Yu can see clearly through the light, although the other party has all facial features, but the position is completely out of order, there are ears where the eyes should be, the nose is placed obliquely on the forehead, the eyes are on the left ear and the chin, and the mouth is placed vertically in the middle of the face.

To put it mildly, this benevolent brother looks like an abstract work of art.

"Who are you?" Zhao Yu still decided to try to communicate in the same way as he treats humans, "What are you doing when you break in?" ā€

It's a pity that the abstract art face didn't answer, just looked at Zhao Yu - at least that's what Zhao Yu thought - and then raised his fist and smashed it at Zhao Yu!

This person is at least one meter nine tall, Zhao Yu didn't want to carry it hard, he dodged the punch sideways, turned around and kicked the other party with one leg, but the guy then took out a big hammer from behind and smashed the table and the vase with just one hammer!

Zhao Yu was absolutely unwilling to try what would happen if he suffered this time.

One hit missed, the strange man stared at Zhao Yu again, the hammer swung sideways with the wind, Zhao Yu could only take two more steps back, but he immediately realized that he had been forced into a desperate situation, this room was not big, he dodged two times and was already close to the corner, and if the next hammer was smashed again, there would be very little room for dodging.

"I didn't expect this guy to have a brain?" A strange thought rose in Zhao Yu's heart, and an ominous premonition always lingered in his heart, "I can only gamble, with this guy's speed, my current skills should be able to take the lead, right?" ā€

The strange man had approached again, raising the hammer to smash it at Zhao Yu, but Zhao Yu's plan to gamble on luck and react had no chance to be implemented at all - only two gunshots were heard, and the strange man's whole body was crooked, and a bullet hole appeared in his head, as if he wanted to look back to see who shot him, but his body was only halfway twisted and fell softly.

Christine was standing a few meters behind the stranger, a pistol in hand.

"What an exaggerated plot." Zhao Yu carefully jumped over the strange corpse and came to Christine's side, "Where did this guy come from?" ā€

"How do I know, didn't you find him?" Christine looked at the weirdo's head with a look of disgust, "How can anyone look like this?" Even if it's a congenital malformation, a person like him should be able to get free plastic surgery, right? ā€

"That's not the point!" Zhao Yu squatted down and began to touch the pockets of the stranger's clothes, "Why did he attack us as soon as he came?" And looking at that, he just wanted to kill us on the spot...... Do you know what I'm reminded of, Christine? ā€

"The message behind the painting." Christine whispered, "Don't spend the night here, the people in this town are crazy." ā€

"Now, it's not an ordinary crazy ......," Zhao Yu held up an object towards Christine, "Look, he has this thing on him." ā€

"Security key card?" Christine recognized it at a glance, "A special card for the K4 security door from Williams...... This is not a home-type security door, at least at the research level. ā€

"So, why does this weirdo have a research institute keycard on him?"

"How do I know?" Christine raised an eyebrow, "Do you want to find out the secrets of this town?" ā€

Zhao Yu spread his hands: "To be honest, there is a little bit. ā€

Christine nodded thoughtfully: "Then let's go!" I also want to know what's going on in this town! ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Aren't you scared anymore? Just now I was pale when I talked about horror movies! ā€

Christine straightened her chest: "What's so terrible about an enemy who can be killed by bullets?" ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ I can't refute your words! Zhao Yu said before noticing the pistol in Christine's hand, "You still have a pistol with you?" …… Wait a minute, this is the military standard? ā€

"MHS25A pistol, 30-year brand guarantee, standard equipment of the West Coast Guard mecha infantry, 25 rounds of ammunition." Christine shook her pistol triumphantly, "I took one by the way when I came out, I didn't expect it to be used so quickly." ā€

"You're really a broken jar, and if you're wanted, you'll get another gun, right? But I remember that military equipment has a special safety program, which can be locked remotely, and it cannot be used without authorization......" Zhao Yu said and his voice suddenly became smaller, "Okay, I forgot what you do, cracking the authorization program is a piece of cake for you, right?" ā€

"I'm responsible for 15% of the code in the latest version of that license, you say?" Christine pulled out two more magazines from her backpack and put them in her pants pocket, "Okay, what weapons do you have that you can use?" I only came out with a gun. ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Weapons? Zhao Yu was stunned, and decided to open his backpack to try his luck, "Most of the things in this bag were stuffed into me by the commander, and I haven't ......seen it yet."

Christine rolled her eyes, "You're really relieved of him." ā€

It's just that as the contents of the backpack were revealed one by one, the faces of the two people became subtle: in addition to a little clothing, there were a few cans, a lighter, a portable flashlight, a wireless charger, a pair of gloves, and even a folding tent......

"Sergeant Borg has these things for you?" Christine looked at the various miscellaneous items taken out of her backpack in disbelief, "Are you sure you didn't take the wrong Boy Scout camping luggage he had for his son?" ā€

"He doesn't have a son." Zhao Yu finally gave up after pouring out the last bit of stuff in the bag, "Damn, why should I carry such a big bag so far?" Eighty percent of this stuff is useless! ā€

"It's still useful if you're sleeping in the wild." Christine sighed, "Well, now, I think you can get rid of it." ā€

"I feel the same way." Zhao Yu looked left and right, and finally decided on his weapon - he lifted the hammer in the strange man's hand: "Hmm, how can this have to be more than ten kilograms, right?" It's not a big problem to smash people's heads with a little force. ā€

Christine looked at him with a strange look in her eyes: "Now I think you're more of a psychopathic murderer." ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Thank you. ā€

The two quickly packed their things, Christine's backpack only contained a computer, while Zhao Yu took nothing but a lighter and a flashlight. Then Zhao Yu held the hammer in both hands and walked out of the door like a perverted murderer, and at the same time burst into tears in his heart: "I just guessed that this is a vulgar horror story with a perverted murderer, but I didn't estimate that this pervert is my own ......"

Outside the door, it was dark and silent except for the street lamps in the corridor.

Christine clutched her pistol tightly in both hands and asked in a low voice, "What next?" ā€

"I don't know, but I think I should at least go to room 203 first."

Room 203 was the room where the Claus and his wife stayed, but as Zhao Yu expected, the door was wide open and there was no one inside.

"It doesn't seem to be a simple perverted murderer." Zhao Yu said, "When that ugly monster came to our room, he looked like he was going to kill everything, but this room ...... Not only did we not hear anything, but the room was not messy, and the people were gone. ā€

Christine didn't enter the door, she stayed at the door to pay attention to the movement outside, and her face became even more ugly when she heard this: "So there is more than one prisoner?" ā€

"Remember that message? The townspeople are crazy. Zhao Yu looked around the room again to make sure that nothing meaningful was left, "If it's true...... I'm going to have another problem to worry about. ā€

Christine couldn't help but ask, "What?" ā€

"I'm worried if you don't have enough bullets."