"Dancing and flying?"

Dressed in a trench coat and wearing sunglasses, Motoko Kusanagi came to a coffee table and asked the person sitting there, with some suspicion in her tone, after all, every time this guy appeared, his face was completely different from before.

"Sit."

Taking off her sunglasses, Motoko Kusanagi sat opposite Furi, glanced around again, and no one paid attention to it, so she took out a document from her pocket and handed it to Fugui.

"It's a mission, look at it."

...

"The task is to capture this man alive in the Eastern Capital, right?"

"Yes."

"Five million silver dollars from the Eastern Capital. (Note 1)"

After thinking about it, Fugui spoke.

"What if you're only in charge of leading the way and transporting it, and not the arrest?"

"Then what are you looking for me for?"

Fugui put down the coffee cup and looked at Motoko Kusanagi suspiciously.

"As you know, there are almost no official forces in Kyushu in the eastern capital, and apart from the troops stationed there, this mission is a secret mission, so our main difficulty is that we can't find this person."

"Then you can buy the information directly."

"You stand on the bridge and look at the view, and the people watching the view are looking at you from upstairs."

Motoko Kusanagi held her chin with one hand and looked at Fugui playfully.

"The process of buying and selling information is itself a kind of intelligence, isn't it?"

"Ten million."

“...”

"Hey, why!"

Motoko Kusanagi knocked on the table, looking at Fugui with some puff.

"Bai Bi is innocent, and the green flies are wronged."

Picking up the coffee cup, Fugui blew it, took a sip, and then looked at Motoko Kusanagi with a smile.

"The economy has been sluggish recently, otherwise it would not be the price of the black pot."

“...”

"So, you're actually from Xiadu, right?"

Motoko Kusanagi didn't really understand the meaning of this poem, but her electronic brain could be queried online, and she naturally searched for the corresponding information, which was written by a famous poet in the ancient era of Xia Du.

"You can open your mouth to this kind of ancient poetry."

"I admire the Xia Du culture, but... It's not my home. ”

After pondering for a moment, Fugui said lightly, this plausible world, no matter where it is, is just a foreign country for him...

"Then why don't you go to the summer capital?"

"A million, I'll tell you."

"How about sleeping with you?"

"First, I'm not the city hunter."

"Second, I'm not interested in inflatable dolls. (Note 2)"

"死ね..."

--- dividing line

"Hot roasted sweet potatoes."

"Herbal tea, herbal tea.."

"Pickled seafood."

In the refugee area of Nagasaki, Kyushu, the dimly lit streets are lined with stalls, and the ground is filled with a mixture of sewage and sludge, and if you look up, you can see bright neon lights, two different landscapes intertwined, and dotted with some reformed people who have undergone prosthetic transformation, there is this indescribable beauty.

Advanced and backward, mechanical and flesh and blood, chaos and order...

This is also known as cyberpunk.

Of course, this word was not coined by Fugui, it was occasionally seen when he was collecting information on the Internet in his previous life, because he was very interested, he looked at it a few more times, but he didn't want to be able to really come to such a world one day.

"How can you be sure he's most likely hiding here?"

Following the footsteps of Fugui, Motoko Kusanagi also looked around from time to time, in fact, this kind of place was the first time she came, but she didn't put down the collar of her trench coat along the way, even if it was dark here, she didn't take off her sunglasses, of course, this is not surprising, as we all know, the refugee area is a paradise for criminals, and most people here are dressed like this.

"The Nagasaki refugee area is not only the largest refugee area in the entire Kyushu, but also the farthest refugee area from the eastern capital in a straight line, from the information you gave me, it was a not very professional guy, such a person after doing bad things, in order to pursue peace of mind, he will definitely choose this largest and farthest place to hide, because it is big, he can hide more calmly, because it is far away, he will have more security."

"What if you get your reasoning wrong?"

"Then change places."

"Huh? Wouldn't it take a long time to find... Why are you going?"

Seeing that Fugui suddenly turned a corner and went to an alley, Kusanagi Motoko also walked over.

"Knock knock~"

I knocked on a dilapidated window, and the window slowly opened, and inside it were three children, two little boys, and a little girl.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

"Yuantai, it's me."

"Big brother, I'm scared to death, why have you changed again."

Next to her, the little girl couldn't help asking.

"Heh, long time no see, Ayumi-chan, check this person for me."

"Okay."

After taking the photo, Yuan Tai immediately scanned the photo into a laptop, and next to it, another little boy tapped on the keyboard, and soon, the corresponding information was printed out of a piece of paper along a print port of the laptop.

"Big brother, this is the address."

"How much?"

"No more money, hee-hee.."

"Well, you can find me if you have something in the future."

"Okay, goodbye, big brother."

With that, Yuan Tai slammed the window shut, and then he heard a noise inside, and a few little ones had already left there.

"They are..."

"A bunch of little guys begging for a living."

Fugui didn't say much, but handed over the address in his hand to Motoko Kusanagi.

"This is the address, but it's the depths of the slum, and if outsiders go, it's easy to be discovered, so you'd better disguise yourself."

"No, you don't."

Glancing at the address, Motoko Kusanagi took off her trench coat directly, revealing the special combat leather coat inside, and then with a squeaky sound, she disappeared directly into the alley...

Fugui nodded slightly, and didn't ask much, knowing that this was the standard configuration of the Dongdu Public Security, thermo-optical camouflage.

"What are you doing..."

Fugui suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Motoko Kusanagi's hand.

"Huh? Can you see me? ”

"I can't see it, but I can feel it."

"Cut, cheating psyker, what about that?"

"Don't make a fuss.. Ahem. ”

Fugui silently withdrew his hand, this woman didn't use her hands, but held her chest up, but to admit that the artificial hand seemed to be better...

"Haha, you're blushing.."

...

The night is dark, except for the shopping streets, most of the slum noise gradually subsides, and the night security here is not very good, and in general, ordinary people rarely go out at night unless necessary.

At this moment, Fugui and Motoko Kusanagi had already arrived at their destination under the cover of night, outside an abandoned building, such a place was like a cow's hair in the refugee area, most of the buildings that were destroyed in World War III, and now it has become the home of these refugees.

"He's on the third floor, number seventy-three."

Standing in the shadows, Fugui no longer moved, after all, half of his task has been completed here, as for the arrest or something, it is this woman's business, if he doesn't give money, he won't make a move.

"Hmm."

Motoko Kusanagi nodded, and walked forward with a hidden figure, and at the same time, Fugui saw clearly, some of the homeless people who didn't even have rooms in this kind of abandoned building, so they hid in the corner outside the building, and they all slept quietly one by one.

There is no doubt that this is because their electronic brain has been interfered with, this is why he didn't install the electronic brain, in addition to the internal fist he cultivated to repel these foreign objects, and then there is that he doesn't trust these things, it turns out that his guess is correct, in the face of government-level invasion, this lowest-level electronic brain has no resistance at all, and it doesn't even need a data line, it can be invaded in the air.

...

On the third floor of No. 73, Kusanagi Motoko's electronic eyes emitted some fluctuations, and she saw that there was indeed a man in the room.

"Bastard, open the door!"

Motoko Kusanagi used the function of the prosthesis to simulate a man's voice and said rudely.

For such a terrorist, some ordinary ways of calling the door will only make him vigilant, on the contrary, this kind of sound that is a gangster will not make him suspicious, the other party will only think that he is coming to find trouble, or looking for the wrong person, and, in order to match his identity, Kusanagi Motoko also knocked on the door a few times, and sure enough, in the house, the man directly picked up the gun and walked to the door without saying a word.

Of course, he didn't open the door casually, but cautiously looked out through the cat's eye.

'No one?? ’

"Bang!"

Without warning, a hand directly penetrated the metal door, strangled his neck, and pinched hard, and the whole person fainted directly.

Twisting the door lock, Kusanagi Motoko walked directly into the house, glanced at it, and sure enough, there were some devices for making gas bombs in the house, which were messily placed, and the man was lying on the ground, Kusanagi Motoko pulled out a plug-in wire from his neck and inserted it directly into the interface of the man's neck.

There was a sound of data exchange, Kusanagi Motoko used her own electronic brain as a springboard, and directly invaded the man's electronic brain, those so-called firewalls were meaningless in the face of government-level invasion, and in an instant, they broke this local-level firewall and successfully controlled the other party's electronic brain.

Soon, the man stood up a little twisted like a zombie, shaking his body a few times before standing firmly, and Kusanagi Motoko collected all the things in the room that could prove that he was a terrorist, packed them in a package, hung them on the man, and then walked out with the man...

"He's under my control and can return."

Controlled by Kusanagi Motoko through the electronic brain, the man left the building slightly stiffly and came to Fuki.

In the shadows, from time to time glanced at the surrounding rich nodding slightly, and followed the man in the night along the way he came to go back, the slum can rarely see the car, very conspicuous, so they parked the car in the alley where they came, where there are gangsters guarding, as long as you pay the money, the probability of losing the car is not high..

...

"Hot roasted sweet potatoes."

"Herbal tea, herbal tea.."

"Pickled seafood."

The noise sounded again, and Motoko Kusanagi looked around vigilantly, but the fact was that the life of a refugee had already done everything he could just to live, and no one had noticed this man who had the heart to care about others.

It's just that at this time, the eyelids of the controlled suspect suddenly jumped a few times, and Motoko Kusanagi was slightly stunned, just her blow, it was absolutely impossible to wake up in half an hour, and it would take at most fifteen minutes to walk from that building to the parking place.

"He must have been injected with some kind of drug. Drugs? ”

Thinking back to the man's previous state, as well as the items in the room, she guessed and rushed to the man at the same time, ready to stun him again, the electronic brain has absolute control over the prosthesis, but once the brain is awake, the flesh and blood part, the electronic brain can't snatch the control of the brain, after all, this guy only has two legs to live in the prosthetic, and then he only needs to shout, and the capture plan will be considered a failure..

"Huh?"

However, before she could reach the man, she saw Fugui suddenly turn around, as if she was looking for something, but in fact, at that moment, her electronic eyes were clear, and several needle-like weapons glowing with silver light flew straight out of his hand, hitting different positions on the suspect's body, and the electronic brain immediately fed back, and the other party's nervous system was directly paralyzed.

'It's... What abilities? ’

Motoko Kusanagi was a little suspicious, as her electronic brain didn't detect any psionic fluctuations, proving that Fangcai's methods were not psionic skills.

It seems that there are more secrets in this man than imagined. ’

Along the way, Motoko Kusanagi seems to occasionally tease Fugui, but in fact, she is exploring the bottom, from words and deeds, manners, personality, etc., she is making a more detailed psychological profile for Fugui, because only these inadvertent small accidents can really see a person's psychological state.

The reason is also very simple, her identity is public security in the final analysis, and her full name is the police of the Public Safety Committee, one of which is aimed at all psykers in the Eastern Capital, after all, the destructive power that psionics can produce will not be stronger than that of the transformed human beings who are transformed by the whole body prosthesis, or even stronger.

The reformers with a full-body prosthesis still have a chance to subdue them through hacker invasion, but for this kind of pure flesh and blood without any prosthesis, it will be too much trouble.

Although according to her profile, this man belongs to the kind of person who is not a threat to ordinary people, but the ability he showed still made Kusanagi Motoko can't help but be alert, whether it is he can easily perceive himself under the thermo-optical camouflage, or it is a means of genius, the average police officer encounters him, and it is estimated that there is no room to fight back..

To be honest, she even had some doubts about whether this guy was a spy from Xia Du, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was unlikely, if it was a spy officer, she would not be a mercenary, a profession with high exposure and suspicion.

'What kind of past does this man have?'

'Also.. Quite attractive..'

"Go back and add 500,000."

'Forget it, don't attract..'

...

"Nguyen Minh! Over here! ”

The two of them continued to walk forward, but they heard someone shouting at them, and Motoko Kusanagi looked over to see that it was a shop, and a man in a T-shirt and a gun was standing at the door, waving his hand to the person he controlled.

'Damn, it's covered face, it's dark again, and it's still recognizable?' ’

After thinking about it, Kusanagi Motoko still controlled the man to walk inside, and if he left now, he would also startle the snake.

"You come in with me."

In Fugui's ears, there was a whisper of Motoko Kusanagi, as well as a breath of heat rushing to his face, obviously, it was a modified person with a prosthetic body of the whole body, and he also needed to breathe, and finally, the brain was a tissue and organ that needed oxygen supply.

"I'll give you more money..."

"This is my friend, the kind I can trust."

Coming to the man, Kusanagi Motoko controlled the man and pointed to the rich on the side.

"Come in.."

The man with the gun on his back glanced at Fugui and saw that he had no weapon on him, so he tilted his head and said.

"The goods you want are ready, and the power is guaranteed to be big enough."

Walking into the shop, which looked like an arms business, he walked down a passage towards the back of the shop, and said as he walked, the man with the gun on his back.

"The boss asked me to look for you, but I didn't expect you to come over by yourself, by the way, did you bring the money?"

"Papa~"

Motoko Kusanagi took control of the man and patted her backpack.

"If you show the horse's feet and kill everyone, anyway, the pot will be carried by him."

With the help of the cover of footsteps, Kusanagi Motoko once again whispered in Fugui's ear that these people are not good people, she is reluctant to take the initiative for the sake of the task, but if she fails to answer the conversation and arouses the suspicion of the other party, it will be embarrassing...

"Hmm."

Fugui nodded without a trace, and at the same time took a slow breath, so that the flesh covered by the clothes began to slowly bulge, red, faintly, as if he could see a cone-shaped little mouse running under his skin...

...

"Didn't I ask you to find Ruan Ming, why did you come back?"

"Boss, Ruan Ming is here by himself.."

Coming to the back room, it looked like it was supposed to be a processing workshop, about six or seven people, eating dinner around a table.

"Who is he?"

Looking at Fugui who followed in, the man at the table immediately picked up his gun.

"My friend."

"Oh, friend, then..."

"Bang!!"

Without warning, Fugui rushed out directly, his speed was almost like a speeding chariot, and almost at the same time, the people sitting there opposite just wanted to pull out their guns.

However, it was only at this moment of difference that their guns were pulled out, and Fugui had already rushed to them and slammed into the wooden table.

The wooden table flew out in response, and even the two people behind the wooden table were knocked out together, and their sunken sternums were already seen in mid-air, and they couldn't survive.

Then, Fugui threw out his arms again, and his two hands hit the chests of the two people in front of him on either side of the wooden table, and the faces of these two people immediately turned red, and they wanted to move, but they could only tremble.

The last two people had already pointed their guns at Fugui and fired two shots with a bang.

It's a pity that the bullet hit Fugui's body, but it didn't cause any damage, on the contrary, the bullet itself turned into a discus and stuck to Fugui's chest, as if there was an iron plate under his clothes...

"Uh-huh!"

With a step on his feet, his waist cone twisted, and passed along his arms, and Fugui's two arms were like two iron whips, thrown out, and just hit the temples of the last two.

"Puff~Puff~"

The heads of the two immediately changed shape, and the brains mixed with blood gushed out along the other ear, and finally, they fell to the ground on their stomachs.

Note 1: The reference to the world's eastern capital silver dollar is the Japanese yen, where the purchasing power of 5 million is almost equal to 250,000 yuan.

Note 2: Kusanagi Motoko is a full-body prosthetic modifier, except for the brain, which is flesh and blood, all the rest are prosthetics.

.. 23xstxt.

Lewen