The 121st True Memory-122 is biased towards the Tiger Mountain Trip
Chapter 121: True Memories (One More He Meng Main Green Waist)
Real memory injections, that are really famous, produced in Central City, are specially used to force confessions.
However, there is no guarantee that the confession is 100% truthful.
It's hard to say if you can reach 50 percent of a well-trained person, but the probability is not low.
The drug is powerful, and the side effects are also very powerful, and people who have injected the medicine have a certain probability of becoming idiots.
Even if you don't become a complete idiot, your sanity will be affected.
But the man was really bold, and he shouted that he was innocent, and said that he would sue them for hurting the residents for no reason.
"You don't think one stitch is enough, right?" Bentley took out five more of the same injections and spoke with a blank face.
"The B-rank ultimate warrior can resist up to five stitches, and I'll see if you can hold the sixth stitch."
The man knelt down instantly, "Lord Terry...... I'm on the garrison! β
Real memory injections are truly priceless in the Tianzi District, and they are also one of the most sought-after goods on the black market.
It is difficult for ordinary people to get one shot, but the other party actually took out six needles to deal with him as a little person!
It's no wonder it's so bad!
He really wanted to cry, these six injections are enough to buy two or three of my lives, you can't waste your money like this!
"Starr's people?" Bentley's brow moved, "He actually joined forces with Tiangong...... Knock not? β
"No, the captain kicked Tiangong out of several projects," the one quickly replied, "he really wants to work with you......"
In his words, Starr insisted on getting rid of the influence of his predecessor, so much so that he was under strong pressure from heaven.
Tiangong is not only targeting Bentley and Qu Jianlei, but also several candidates have also been deliberately suppressed.
Of these targeted people, the only ones who stand out are Terry and Jane, and it's normal for Starr to keep a high level of attention.
After hearing his words, Bentley nodded expressionlessly.
"The logic is basically self-consistent, but since you have the courage to follow us, I still have to give you a shot."
"Why bother?" The man cried out desperately, "You two really can't trust me, I can take you to the captain!" β
He really didn't want to take such a stitch, this thing would damage the cranial nerves too much.
"What did I see your captain doing?" Bentley was a little strange, "I've said it all, don't do his business anymore." β
"Seriously, you dare to follow the two of us, how can you do it without teaching you a lesson...... By the way, this injection is not fake. β
This person did doubt whether the injection was real, but at this time, where did he dare to doubt it anymore?
"Two adults, this injection is definitely not fake, I followed you two just to ...... Yes! ~~~β
Real memory works very quickly, and this is to prevent some well-trained people from deliberately sealing the memory of certain things.
But this also leads to a very poor user experience, as well as strong side effects.
After about half a minute, this person's eyes began to blur, and he had to answer all questions.
In addition to deliberately maintaining contact with Bentley, Starr also wanted to use them as guns against the Tiangong Maintenance Factory.
It can be seen that the idea of killing people with a knife is not uncommon, and more than one party has this idea.
So Starr sent someone to find out where they lived.
For the garrison, whether it is in the city, on the outskirts of the city, or outside the city, it is their territory.
As long as you can find out where the two reformed warriors live, and want to provoke trouble, then only the technical details remain.
"I haven't grown at all in all these years," Bentley snorted disdainfully, then stood up.
"Remember two more ants...... I went, and just ran away? β
There were two other people squatting on the side of the street, as if they had nothing to do, but they were obviously following them.
As a result, seeing that the guy was caught, the two were also frightened and ran away.
"Let's go," Qu Jianlei greeted, and as for the guy whose real memory medicine had not yet passed, he directly ignored it.
Shortly after they left, another motorcycle arrived, with only a rider wearing a helmet.
The knight stopped beside the guard, saw that there was no one left and right, and got out of the car directly, pulled out the short dagger on his waist, and stabbed the man in the heart.
The convulsive guard kicked his leg a few times, and then stopped moving.
The Helmet Knight straightened up again, looked left and right casually, and was about to get on his motorcycle and leave.
He didn't expect that in a few buildings far away from the garbage dump, more than a group of people saw his actions.
These are all trackers who leave in time when they find something wrong, but they are curious and want to know what will happen in the dump.
So they chose the surrounding buildings, and when they went in, they took a seat to watch.
Bentley and Qu Jianlei's perception is very keen, and they can feel some abnormalities.
But coincidentally, neither of them intended to pursue it.
Seriously, the two who are tailgating, they both feel the need to kill them, because they may continue to follow.
And the people who entered the building to observe, wanted to go downstairs and continue to follow, but they did not have much operability.
Of course, they can remotely direct others to follow through the handset, but Qu Jianlei and the others have their own ways to deal with it.
In short, they felt that those people were not worth caring about, and they didn't feel too obvious malice, so they let them go.
But now, these people are witnessing a murder.
The next moment, a gunshot rang out, and the murderer fell to the ground.
Immediately after, another gunshot rang out, and a large hole appeared in the man's chest.
"Which bastard did it?" An angry roar sounded, "Is this murderous?" β
"If you can't speak, you can not speak," a gloomy voice sounded.
"I killed the person, and I didn't intend to kill anyone, but ...... Kill is kill, I'm from Ruyi Casino! β
"You and I from Ruyi Casino?" The one shouted louder, "Lao Tzu is on the garrison!" β
"What about the garrison?" The gloomy voice sneered, "Come and check on my Ruyi Casino." β
Those who can afford to open high-end casinos will be afraid of the miscellaneous fish of the garrison?
As a result, the people of the garrison shouted again, "The one killed by the dagger is my garrison." β
Well, the guy in the casino didn't dare to speak.
The garrison was killed, and another garrison wounded the killer, and in the end he killed the man.
This logic is strung together, and he can't tell it clearly.
But can't tell? That's not up to him!
Two strong men came down from the next building and entered this building, "Come on, come on, that Ruyi casino, you come down!" β
Deaf, originally wanted to stare at Bentley and Qu Jianlei, but the gang tossed themselves.
There is more than one person in the garrison's sights, and the fat one is taken down by the other party, so there is no way.
"True memory potion," someone sighed lightlyβthere are indeed many people in Houjing who have seen the world, "It's really willing." β
This thing is so precious, it will definitely be used on important people, and the other party actually uses it on a stalking miscellaneous fish?
"Is that a real memory?" Someone was stunned, then laughed, "The garrison is going to have a headache." β
"Nobody noticed, people have a lot of potions?" Someone muttered, "I won't follow me in the future." β
At the same time, the two who had shaken off their tails were also chatting.
"Old Ben, I have the impression that this real memory is very expensive, right?"
Bentley replied casually, "It has nothing to do with money, it's all high-end products in Canterlot, do you think it's a matter of money?" β
Qu Jianlei sighed leisurely, "Then let's actually ...... Not poor. β
Bentley was silent, and after a while he said, "If you are willing to be mediocre...... Not poor indeed. β
"But you can't be mediocre," Qu Jianlei muttered lightly, "If you want to make some money, how many people are staring, what kind of world is this!" β
"The cannibalistic world," Bentley replied blithely, "if you don't want to be eaten, try to be strong." β
The news that Jian Lei had tested another set of fresh air system soon spread to the Tiangong maintenance factory.
Xue Mantian hung his arms and found his boss, "That guy actually took orders, and it was clear that there was no genius in his eyes!" β
The boss was a little old man, with a wise glint in his eyes, "Are your hands better?" β
A trace of sadness flashed in Xue Mantian's eyes, "It's abolished, I can only bring apprentices in the future." β
His hand was crushed by Bentley, and even if there was the best orthopedic surgeon in Tianzi District in Houjing, he couldn't save it.
The dignified B-level maintenance master, most of his skills are on the same pair of hands, how can he not be resentful?
However, he is not worried about being fired, after all, he still has a pair of sharp eyes and a lot of experience.
"Well, take a good apprentice," the boss nodded, "The other party has a potion of real memories in his hand, so it's not easy to mess with." β
In fact, at the beginning, he didn't think about using that kind of means to deal with Jian Lei, but planned to deal with the problem through coordination.
It was Xue Mantian who volunteered to go, because before that, he had always been in charge of the maintenance of the garrison's mechas.
When Xue Mantian returns, the boss can't say that he did something wrong - after all, it is for the benefit of Tiangong.
Not to mess with? A trace of astonishment flashed in Xue Mantian's eyes, "Then let him be free?" What about the face of our heavenly work? β
The little old man touched his chin, thought for a while, and then spoke, "These two ...... It's not necessarily just two of them. β
"Even if you only deal with these two people, you have to pay a lot of price, do you think it's worth it?"
Xue Mantian replied very dryly, "Boss, you once said that a pure businessman is a lamb. β
"Let's be heavenly, don't forget at any time, we must be wolf-like businessmen, not lambs!"
The little old man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "It's true, I'm older, but I'm less courageous." β
"You are cautious," Xue Mantian slapped his ass without a trace, and then said with a frown.
"But with the cooperation with the military, there are too many people staring at it, and we can't be weak."
The little old man touched his chin again, and shook his head with a smile, "You...... You can really find me something to do. β
(The first update, He Meimei's cute master "Green Waist Luoluo")ββββββ
Chapter 122 is biased towards Hushan (Erchang He Meng Lord Weiyang)
Of course, Qu Jianlei couldn't count it, and the garrison member who was tracking was later killed.
Two days later, Bentley got the news and came back to talk to him.
To be honest, Qu Jianlei was quite surprised by this, "Starr didn't trouble you?" β
"Why bother me?" Bentley curiously asked, "If people don't die, their brains are damaged, they may still be in trouble." β
In fact, it's not just the wasteland, it's also the same with Blue Star, people are in love, what do you say when people aren't there?
Qu Jianlei asked again, "Who killed the murderer?" β
Bentley's face was a little strange, "An out-of-town adventurer, a suspect of many eucalyptus, entered Houjing with a false identity." β
Qu Jianlei keenly discovered this, "Remembering you back then? β
"I'm from Canterlot," Bentley replied proudly, "not to this extent." β
"It's just that I think this kind of impersonation of identity is a bit like a world away."
Qu Jianlei didn't want to hear his sadness, "Then there must be a big force to help...... Is it heavenly? β
"Perhaps," replied Bentley, disapprehensively, "how is the reckoning going today?" β
Recently, the results of the estimation are getting better and better, Qu Jianlei originally thought that there are still more than 160 kinds of eucalyptus that have not been calculated.
But in fact, he has been constantly improving the formula that has been tested, and it has been very effective.
Coupled with Bentley's suggestions from time to time, both of them felt that they were not far from deducing the final version.
In this process, Bentley gradually understood Qu Jianlei's train of thought, and also learned a lot about the calculation exercises.
He no longer felt how mysterious the calculation wasβat least not so bizarre.
But at the same time, some of Qu Jianlei's thoughts and insights completely amazed him.
He really didn't expect that an orphan could have such an unbridled imagination, and the key is that logic can be self-consistent.
It's the equivalent of someone constructing a world out of thin air, a world they don't understand, but it may be real.
Qu Jianlei smiled and nodded, "Today's progress is not small, if it goes well, the final version can be pushed this month." β
"Well, I can't wait," Bentley said, clapping.
The day's test went well, and early the next morning, Bentley left in high spirits.
The flower scorpion looked at his back, his expression was a little weird, "It's really rare to be so happy to buy healing medicine." β
Qu Jianlei knew that she was eating in her heart, so she smiled.
"When I tidy up for him, I'm almost sure of your direction, and it'll be soon."
Within two days, Bentley had another deal of business, which was to inspect and repair two industrial robots.
Qu Jianlei is a little strange, "industrial robots...... Is the Tianzi area useful? β
He is no stranger to industrial robots, whether in Bluestar or in the wasteland.
The complexity of this kind of thing is no stronger than that of mechas, but in the wasteland, it is basically theoretical.
Because human life in the wasteland is worthless, and the cost of labor is so low that it is almost noneβmany times just take care of food.
In this case, there is absolutely no room for industrial robots to be used.
"There are some special cases that can be used," Bentley was not interested, "extreme temperatures, highly toxic or something." β
But Qu Jianlei still felt a little unreliable, "So where are these two robots used?" β
"We can't ask about this," Bentley still understands the rules of the industry, "general-purpose, not special." β
Speaking of this, he reacted in hindsight, "Do you suspect it's a pit?" β
"It's very likely," Qu Jianlei replied without hesitation, "Why do they think that I can repair an industrial robot?" β
The demand for industrial robots in the wasteland is almost none, but that doesn't mean it's cheap.
In fact, the price of industrial robots is more expensive than mechas, and the value and price of the two are inverted.
But this is not surprising, because here, mechs are high-end combat power, a necessity.
And industrial robots are luxury goods, just like fresh air systems, the technology content is not high, but it is expensive to death.
Bentley thought for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, then I'll refuse." β
However, if you want to refuse, it is not so easy, the other party directly said, what you are not satisfied with, you can bring it up.
Don't have enough money? It's really not a problem, it can be added.
Worried about not being able to fix it? Don't be afraid, we only ask for diagnosis, and the carriage and horse expenses are enough, just ask you to help with the palms and eyes.
As for asking about the origin...... This is a bit excessive, we spend so much money to find someone privately, we just don't want to reveal our identity.
Inconvenient to come to the door? Okay, will it be delivered to your home?
It's not suitable to be delivered to your home? It doesn't matter, you designate a place and we send it there, okay?
After several times of communication, the other party is really easy to talk.
However, Qu Jianlei and Bentley also understood that this was really a pit, definitely a pit, and the other party didn't even bother to hide it.
I agree to all the conditions you mention...... Whether it is reasonable or not, as long as there is not much deviation, I invite you to come,
As long as you dare to come, a fight is inevitable, and if you don't dare to come, it's up to you.
It's just that as a maintenance engineer, you don't dare to try such generous conditions, and you are embarrassed to take orders in the future?
This is the provocation of the red fruit, Qu Jianlei and Bentley don't need to guess to know that it must be heavenly to draw the debut.
The other party really didn't hide it at all, so he almost pointed to his nose and said: Come on, hurry up...... Do you have the guts to go next?
Qu Jianlei glanced at Bentley, "This is a provocation." β
"Yes," Bentley nodded, "such a big feud can only be heavenly." β
"Shall we take it?"
"Why don't you pick it up?" Bentley smiled lightly, "If you don't hurt it, it will always get you in trouble." β
"Then take it," Qu Jianlei nodded, "Flower ...... Yellow Scorpion, what do you think? β
"Does my opinion matter?" Hua Scorpion could only complain, "You two decide, can I still have any objections?" β
Qu Jianlei knew that she was cautious, and couldn't help but ask, "You don't think there's any need to take risks?" β
Hua Scorpion hesitated, but still nodded, "Forget it, at this point, it's not a way to back down." β
Qu Jianlei bowed slightly, and then spoke leisurely, "Fight with one punch, lest a hundred punches come......"
"You should kill the chickens and scare the monkeys," Bentley snorted coldly, then glanced at the flower scorpion, "You don't have to go, look after the house." β
The corners of the flower scorpion's mouth twitched, and he secretly clenched his fist, and finally nodded silently.
She knew that her strength was indeed inferior to these two, and she couldn't blame the other party for underestimating her, but ...... It's really breath-holding.
When I have completed my cultivation, see how I mock you old man.
Now that the tone had been set, the next day Bentley went out of town to look at the house.
The inside and outside of the city are not suitable, this time I am going to kill someone, and I can only do it outside the city.
There were not as many people outside the city as there were on the outskirts of the city, but he still chose a lonely courtyard.
This courtyard is more than 20 kilometers away from the outskirts of the city, which is far away from people.
There are some woods around the yard, there is also some farmland, and there is a small dirt slope full of gravel.
Bentley approached the landlord and paid half a month's rent and a month's deposit.
In total, it was only fifteen silver dollars, and this was still a bargain he didn't make, otherwise it would have been cheaper.
On the night he rented the house, he rushed over with Qu Jianlei in the dark and began to renovate the yard.
The renovation took three nights, and the two of them were constantly busy.
On the fourth day, he rested for a long day, and on the morning of the fifth day, Bentley went into the city and contacted the other party to give the address.
Since you have taken the initiative to reach out to us, then let's choose the main battlefield, isn't it too much?
The other party really did not refuse, but he did not make a decision immediately, but said that he wanted to ask someone who could call the shots.
Bentley knew very well in his heart that the person who came into contact with him would probably be able to call the shots.
If you delay for a while, you just want to send someone to scout the small courtyard.
We have chosen the home field, and we have to allow others to arrange it, right? Otherwise, it will be a bit like I can't afford to lose.
However, he also said that I will only give you three days, and I will not wait for the time to expire.
The man smiled and nodded in agreement, and after the agreement, he made a deposit of one hundred silver dollars in advance.
Looking at the two talking happily, no one could have imagined that a formal challenge was kicking off.
After agreeing, Bentley turned away and headed straight for the courtyard outside the city.
In light of the tragic experience of the stalkers of the garrison last time, no one dared to get too close this time.
But he didn't hide his whereabouts - just wait three days in that yard.
Tiangong's response was very quick, and after learning the exact location, he quickly dispatched several trucks to surround the small courtyard from a distance.
They are not the military and have no right to block traffic.
However, it is not very eye-catching to randomly place some people in each channel and screen the identities of the passers-by.
Tiangong's own security force is not very strong, but they do maintenance and maintain a good relationship with some elite teams.
This time, the people who blocked the small courtyard mainly came from two teams, Tiangong paid for it, and sent a few people to follow.
Qu Jianlei and Bentley were in the small courtyard and discovered each other's actions through the periscope.
"That's it," Bentley couldn't help but snort, "and it's still a lot of people." β
Qu Jianlei is very open to this, "We chose the home field, it's someone's turn to play cards, isn't it?" β
After the visitors set up outside, a team of four people walked slowly towards the courtyard.
"...... in broad daylight," Bentley glanced at the sky, "I don't dare to do it, right?" β
"I guess it's going to be a head-on contact," Qu Jianlei said thoughtfully, "step by step...... It's a bit of a rule. β
"Left and right are but temptations," Bentley snorted disapprovingly.
Just when the other party was still more than three hundred meters away from the small courtyard, he turned on the tweeter.
"Stop coming, and then it's a private place, if you break in, don't blame me for being unkind!"
The four stopped in unison, and one of them pulled out a bullhorn, "Is this Mr. Terry?" β
(The second update, He Meng's main "Ming Ye Weiyang".) οΌ