"These three people are the leaders of Honghu who participated in the 'Edo Rebellion', Huai Guo, Chuke, and Mizumura Goto."

Li Jun, who was sitting under the dead tree, looked at the three dynamic bust portraits projected in front of him, the pictures were clear, and they should all be close-up pictures taken from a pair of mechanical eyes.

"But these people certainly aren't like that now."

Xie Bi'an shook his head, "The only value is to be able to confirm that all three of them appeared as men in Edo. Of course, the premise is that there is a gender bottom line for these birds. ”

Looks are such a thing, in today's Ming Empire, there is no way to trace it, and even the Ming Law clearly stipulates that non-original appearance will no longer be used as the basis for conviction.

The reason for this is because in the current society, if a person wants to change his face, it is as simple as eating and drinking.

As long as you have this idea, any street doctor can easily perform head replacement surgery. If you are willing to pay a little more money, you can even replant the skin of the whole body, and even your fingerprints can be replaced.

The times have changed, and even the Confucian order, which has been advocating the 'parents of the body' since ancient times, no longer adheres to this old-fashioned truth, and gives up the original face, pursuing the 'official face' of the full heavenly court and the square square of the earth, not to mention other sequences.

And in addition to cosmetic surgery, there are many ways to change or hide a person's facial features.

The noodles that Zou Sijiu once gave to Li Jun are one of them.

"Is there any other way to find them?"

Li Jun groped his blue chin, and the hair that he had not had time to take care of was already covered in front of his eyes.

"Yes, brainstorming."

Xie Bi'an said without hesitation: "Only this can have uniqueness and accurately determine the identity of the other party." Jinyiwei usually uses this as a breakthrough to arrest people. ”

"What about those who don't have brain tricks implanted?" Li Jun subconsciously touched the back of his neck.

Xie Bi'an's expression was strange, "Then I can only kill the wrong one rather than let it go." ”

"Huh."

Li Jun laughed dryly, raised his hand and pointed at the suspended figure in front of him, "Since everyone knows that brain whacking will reveal their whereabouts, it is impossible for Honghu to be stupid enough to leave such an obvious tail, right?" ”

"They can't avoid it."

Xie Bi'an said slowly: "Although the brain machine can remain silent in normal times, as long as the implanter and the person do it, it will inevitably enter the active state, and it will be captured by the Imperial Qin Heavenly Prison." ”

Li Jun pondered for a moment, and soon realized the key point, "According to Xiaobai, you say so, only the active state will be discovered, so won't they lose their traces after leaving the war?" ”

Xie Bi'an nodded and said, "So the only clue we have at the moment is the direction and approximate scope of the escape of these three people before their traces were lost. ”

"It's not easy."

Li Jun poked his teeth and looked bitter, "What's the difference between this and looking for a needle in a haystack?" ”

"If it weren't for this, the abscess of Honghu would not have been lodged on the empire for so many years, and it could not be completely removed."

Xie Bi'an smiled: "But at least there is some hope." ”

"yes, that's the only hope I can hold." Li Jun sighed, "However, this kind of thing involves the Huangliang Dream Realm."

Xie Bi comprehended with peace of mind, and took over the conversation, "You have to leave it to a professional person!" ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time turned their heads to look at Zou Sijiu, who was still standing due west.

"What's the matter, I'm not going to surrender?"

Okayama Castle is located in the southwestern part of Wa Ward and is a large castle near the sea.

The salty sea breeze and cold rain wash over every corner of the city, and the bad weather makes the whole street seem empty.

The glow of the neon lights pierced through the night rain, casting scattered halos on the uneven ground.

Syllable.

A boot stepped into a puddle of accumulated water, and the swaying light reflected a hurried figure.

Munon loves rainy days, because only at such times will the noisy and crowded blind crowd disperse, and the city ruled by outsiders will shed its false and prosperous façade and reveal its original tattered nature.

"In this kind of weather, you should not go out, put a pot on the house at home, scald a pot of wine, watch the tide rise in the distance, and listen to the rain falling nearby, that is called comfort."

The corners of Mu Nan's mouth hooked up a self-deprecating smile, "It's a pity, I'm a busy life." Now it's even worse, and it's not even a dream. ”

In recent times, there has often been a stranger in Muronan's dreams who have never met before.

Leaning on the head of the bed, the other party stood in the shadows by the door, his face blurred, and he couldn't see it at all.

There was no conversation between the two, just quietly watching each other.

Although after waking up from the dream, he confirmed many times that there was no problem with his body and that there was no danger in the external environment, but this still made Muronan feel a little uneasy.

"After this period of time, I still have to go to that old god stick to calculate for myself, and if science can't explain it, I can only rely on metaphysics."

With a lot of scattered thoughts, Muronan's steps were faster, holding a black umbrella and quickly crossing the street.

"The Ming Empire's Imperial Envoy ordered that starting from February 19, the twelfth year of Jiaqi, the new imperial policy will be fully implemented in the Japanese region, and all adult men in the major cities of the Ming Empire, regardless of whether they have implanted brain tricks or not, whether they have mastered skilled skills or not, can go to the empire to work for free."

In the glass window in the corner, a projection of an official of the Propaganda Department sat upright, with a stiff smile on his square and dignified face, and he repeated the same words tirelessly.

Even after saying the Ming language once, it will be repeated in the Japanese language.

"All teenagers who have reached the age of bundling their hair can enter the Confucius Temple in the city to study for free, including food and lodging, and will also be given an enrollment subsidy"

Munonami stopped in front of the shop window, and after listening carefully to all the contents of the New Deal, he suddenly stretched his head to the window.

Through the blurred reflection on the glass, Murinami reached out and pressed his lower eyelid with his left hand, pulling the eye socket apart.

Most of the eyeballs are exposed to the cold air.

"The color correction of the pupil membrane is accurate, the pigmentation spots and blood capillaries are normal, and the recovery of facial features is closer to perfect than before."

Mu Nan looked at the face in the mirror with a vivid expression and smiled: "It seems that my craftsmanship has not regressed." ”

Just as Muronan was about to continue to check other details, a shout suddenly came from the cramped alleyway beside him.

"Doctor Muronan!"

Mu Nan stopped his movements, slowly stood up straight, and smiled kindly at the visitor: "It's Lao De, is there something wrong?" ”

Gray-haired, dark-skinned, and not tall, he was dressed in a thin armor in this cold weather, and his two bare arms were irregularly shiny with silver.

This is the old man in the mouth of Munan, an old fisherman who begs for a living in Gangshan City Bay.

Lao De stopped outside the edge of the umbrella, with a flattering smile on his face, and rubbed his hands back and forth together, "I haven't seen you for a while, what are you busy with?" ”

"When I went to Edo Castle, I didn't have enough medicines in the medical center."

Mu Nan smiled: "You also know that things in big cities are cheaper. ”

"Ahh

Lao De was shocked when he heard this, and said with a concerned face: "I heard that a great chaos broke out in Edo City half a month ago, and many people died, but it didn't hurt you, right?" ”

"Do you look at me like this?"

Muronan laughed, "But it's also lucky, I left early, otherwise I don't know what I would encounter." ”

"That's good, that's good."

Lao De laughed with him, his lips were open, and he was spitting.

"What's the matter, Lao De just said it, what are you doing with it?"

Muronan quipped: "Everyone has known each other for so long, and they can be regarded as old friends, as long as it is not on credit, everything is easy to say." ”

"Don't worry, no credit, absolutely no credit."

That being said, the increasingly cramped and embarrassed look on Lao De's face exposed his heart.

"What the hell is going on?"

Mu Nan frowned slightly, and looked the other party up and down a few times, "Did you get injured again when you went to sea?" ”

"Hey."

The old man seemed to answer, and he seemed to sigh.

He slowly lifted the lower edge of the bicarapace, and his dark and lean abdomen was a hideous slap-long wound, the section was uneven, not like a sharp weapon cut, but a laceration wound caused by a violent impact.

"When I went out to sea a few days ago, I caught a bluefin tuna that was more than a foot long, that's a foot long, you can't imagine how fat that fish is!"

The cold rain continued to drip down Lao De's emaciated jaw, but it could not extinguish the sparkle in his eyes.

"It's a rare good thing, and we've been slowly sliding its stamina to sell it for a good price, planning to wait until it's exhausted before picking it up completely."

Lao De smiled, "You also know that this kind of rarity is becoming less and less now, and there are many rich people who not only like to eat it, but also like to use it as a specimen." Therefore, the body of the fish must not be damaged. ”

Munan's tone was surprised, "Then your injury, it can't be that you were attacked by a fish, right?" ”

"How could it be, how could those animals hurt me."

The heat in Lao De's eyes quickly subsided, and he smiled bitterly: "I was hurt by my own people." ”

It is nothing more than uneven distribution of profits and infighting.

Now Lao De can still stand here, and there is no need to say who was sunk to the bottom of the sea.

This kind of thing, Mu Nan has long been surprised, and he has not continued to get to the bottom of it.

"Then you've been dragging it out and not dealing with it?"

Mu Nan stretched out two white and slender fingers, but gently pressed the wound on Lao De's abdomen, and immediately leached out of the yellow blood.

"I saw several doctors, and they all said that they had injured their internal organs, and they couldn't be treated, so they could only replace them with artificially cultivated organs."

Lao De smiled reluctantly, "You also know that the price of artificial organs is too high. ”

"These barefoot doctors are trying to cheat you out of your money again."

Mu Nan said without thinking: "You can replace it with a machine." ”

Lao De maintained the smile on his face, but his cracked lips were tightly pursed together, and he didn't say a word.

As soon as Mu Nan saw his appearance, he knew that he didn't even have the money to use the mechanical organs, or he didn't want to take it out.

"Your fish should be enough to sell."

Mu Nan glared, "Old De, what are you still picking on the door at this time, do you really want money and don't want to die?" ”

"There is no difference between having no money and not having a life."

Lao De scratched his head, "You said yes, right?" ”

Mu Nan couldn't help but be speechless for a while, and after a moment of silence, he continued: "In this way, you can go to the black market now to exchange for some second-hand mechanical organs that have been picked up from corpses, remember, don't be greedy for the kind of garbage that is on the verge of being scrapped, at least it must be more than fifty percent new to be used for a long time." ”

"Then I went to buy two anti-rejection drugs produced by Dongbi Medical, and the lowest kind was enough. Look at the brand, don't be fooled by others with the OEM goods produced in the Japanese district or Korea! ”

"Okay, I'll go." Lao De's face was ecstatic, and he nodded busily, "Then your consultation fee?" ”

"You've been waiting for me for so many days with your injuries, and I'm embarrassed to charge you for any medical fees?"

Mu Nan said angrily: "When you go out to sea next time, just bring me a small bluefin tuna back, I haven't eaten anything like this." ”

"That's no problem, no problem!"

Lao De folded his waist into a straight horizontal line, "Thank you so much." ”

"We're all friends, so let's help if you can."

The black umbrella surface was slightly tilted, blocking Lao De's already wet head.

"Lao De, let me ask you something."

"You say."

Lao De raised his head, but found that Mu Nan's expression was very serious and meticulous at this moment.

"What do you think of your life now?"

Lao De breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and smiled: "It's not good, it's okay." Besides, where do people like us come from, at best, they can be regarded as survival. ”

The difference between one word is the difference between cloud and mud.

"So you never thought about changing it?"

The blue neon hit the back of Muronan's head through the night rain, and the black image under the eyebrow bone was two unfathomable dry wells, and there was not a single bright light reflected by the pupils.

"Of course I thought about it."

Lao De raised his arms proudly, "Didn't I change two mechanical arms." Speaking of which, I have to thank you, if you hadn't helped me renovate, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to come back this time. ”

Munanan asked, "What about the other things?" ”

"Then don't you dare to hope?"

Lao De smiled with satisfaction: "It's good that my genes can afford this kind of transformation, but I've already thought about it, and I'll throw the rabbit cubs off the boat and send them to the Confucius Temple to study." ”

Mu Nan was stunned, "You want him to learn to be a Mingren?" ”

"That kid doesn't have such a good fate."

Lao De pointed to the window behind Mu Nan, "Those old men said, food and shelter, and money to take, how can this kind of good thing be let go?" ”

"Okay, let's go buy something on the black market."

Mu Nan suddenly felt a little excited, pulled the umbrella back above his head, and waved his hand, "Your injury can't be delayed any longer." ”

With that, Muronan walked into the cramped alleyway,

The bleak rain is much smaller here.

On both sides, the savage signs of various colors covered the sky with only a narrow gap, and dense bundles of wires intertwined overhead, covering the top of the head like a spider web.

At the feet is a cross-flowing sewage, and the drainage ditches are clogged with a mess, and the mechanical parts of the original structure are not visible.

Occasionally, you can see the sorghum chips that have been painted greasy pink. These are deliberately sown bait, as long as someone dares to link to them, they will immediately be occupied by the yellow sorghum ghost dove, which will become a good material for concocting Yanren.

A lonely black umbrella rests in front of a mottled wooden door, left and right by a hand-carved couplet.

Seek the immortal dwelling of the acupuncture points of the flesh, and enter the ritual of consciousness and senses.

Horizontal batches, machinery and meat groaning.

The balance is asymmetrical, and the implication is even more absurd, like the legacy of a drunken indulgence.

The two brass tiger heads embedded in the gate bite a horizontal bar, and a very rare old-fashioned copper lock is knocked on it.

This kind of anti-theft method is simply useless on this street. But the strange thing is that there is no trace of slipping on the door lock, and it seems that no thieves dare to attack the idea of this place.

Munon lit a red lantern under the eaves of the doorway, and then pushed the door in.

Inside the door are two rooms that are connected to each other, and the furnishings are ordinary underground medical halls.

Inside the east room is a medicine cabinet that occupies an entire wall, and a large mannequin with red dots and lines representing the meridians and acupuncture points of the human body.

There is no doubt that this room is taking the path of the Ming Empire'.

There is an operating table in the west room, surrounded by various instruments and freezers, which is used to meet the requirements of Xiyi's medical skills of 'sight, touch and listening'.

Although this medical hall is small, it is a combination of things and everything.

"Is this the clinic of Doctor Muronan?"

A magnetic male voice comes in from outside the door.

"Yes."

Mu Nan, who was fiddling with the medicine cupboard, looked back and saw a man in a crisp suit with his back hair combed standing in the doorway, patting the rain on his coat.

"You're the guest who made the reservation?"

Zou Sijiu slipped his hands against his sideburns, grinning and revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "It's me." ”

(End of chapter)