Chapter 66

"Have you heard of Conan?"

"Why did you suddenly mention that old cartoon of last century?"

"Every place Conan goes..."

"I see what you mean."

Since Charlotte went to the slums, people she knew began to be killed one after another.

This time, the gang leader died in a decent way. He obviously realized that someone was going to attack him.

It's just that he didn't resist.

He was the only one who died.

The scene is not as chaotic as it was yesterday.

The man sat in front of the window, two cups of tea on the table were still warm and cool, one for himself.

"Did he say who he was waiting for?"

"No, our boss, this morning, contrary to the normal, called each of us..." A little man looked sad and looked at the body in the room.

The bullet flew through the window and through the man's chest.

Scarlet blood is like a red snake, along the old iron chair, crawling through the dark red rust, close contact with the cold surface.

There is a red fingerprint on the teacup.

After he was shot, he didn't die immediately. He was very calm and took a sip of tea with his bloody left hand.

"What did he call and say?" Xia Chu Luo inquires.

"Boss, he said, I'm sorry that he didn't take us out of the slum..." The little man cried, "he said He said this place will bury people's lives, born here, die here, but But there is not only one way in life... "

Lu Wen listened to the description of the little man and felt that the eldest was a man with feelings.

In this age, emotion is a very rare thing.

He went into the room.

The body of the gang leader is lying on the iron chair in front of the window. The sky is gloomy, and there is no bright sun shining in. Otherwise, it should be an artistic picture.

Opposite the window, far away, there is a three story building.

A rare tall building in a slum.

All kinds of big print advertisements are pasted on the gray exterior wall.

The killer was supposed to be the sniper gun on the top of that building.

Lu Wen and Xia chuluo came to the top of the three story building, together with the little man.

"Look far away." Said Charlotte.

"Well." Lu Wen thought she had found some clues and subconsciously looked at the house where the gang leader died.

"I said," he said Charlotte pointed to the little man.

“……”

The little man was stunned.

"Me?"

He didn't know what Charlotte wanted him to see, so he looked around blindly.

The low bungalows are connected into one, where the map is unwilling to show more, the garbage is piled up into mountains, and the endless chaos and poverty are visible at a glance.

The distance was obscured by fog.

Vaguely, those high-rise buildings stand in the sky, fog rendering their ferocious, frightening.

"Living here since childhood?"

"Yes, I'm familiar with the neighborhood. Miss Xia, if you want to find someone, I can show you the way."

"After seeing the prosperity of the city, no one will want to return to this place. Have you ever gone out?"

"No No The little man shook his head. "That's where the rich live. I I won't get used to it

"What is money?"

"Money Money is... "

"Hold the gun in your hand. Most of the time, it's more frightening than money."

The little man has a gun. In the slums, that's power.

After his boss died, he was free.

Xia Chu Luo didn't say anything more and went downstairs with Lu Wen.

The little man sat on the edge of the third floor, looking at the buildings with lights in the distance, and did not leave with them.

After going downstairs, Charlotte leads the way, and Lu Wen follows her through the maze.

"I feel like you're teaching bad kids." He said.

"He's just a small man, malnourished when he was a child. Many children in this place are like this. As for what I said..." At the beginning of Xia, Luo looked calm. "This place needs order."

If the original function chip has recognition function, the awakened bionic human will tear down the partner's body and let the partner's will continue on another body.

Humans have something similar.

Living people will take things from the dead, but the way is not so plain, many times, need to fight.

There is no order in the slums. These gangs are order.

"You want him to be the new leader?"

"That's too high to look at him. In fact, I hope he can go out of this place and see the places where the so-called rich people live."

I don't know how long I have been walking in this winding place.

Lu Wen suddenly recognized some familiar roads.After all, he has been here twice. He has memories of all the places he has passed.

"I remember you had breakfast only two hours ago."

Looking at the noodle shop in the distance, Lu Wen understood the end of his trip.

After killing the monster, Charlotte sat on the side of the street and chewed a pancake.

Driving all the way from District 13, it took more than two hours due to the morning rush hour.

"Eat and take shelter from the rain."

Charlotte did not explain, just said a light sentence.

Sure enough, girls' appetite is always a mystery.

It's not dinner time yet. Lu Wen looks at the time. It's ten o'clock in the morning.

"At this point, do you want breakfast or lunch?" He looked up and said it might rain, but he didn't think it would rain.

However, they just walked into the noodle shop.

The rain fell from the sky and hit the tarpaulin outside the noodle shop.

Many people find this sound very comfortable and easy to recall a certain day and a certain year.

"You should see the weather forecast." Charlotte chose a table to sit down.

"The weather forecast has never been accurate." Lu Wen pulled out the tissue and wiped it back and forth several times on the greasy table.

There are few people in the noodle shop.

People in the slums live a regular life. Ten o'clock is not the time to eat, even if the things in the noodle shop are very cheap.

On a table to their left sat several middle-aged people, as well as the owner and his son.

A pile of peanuts and a few bottles of beer are enough for these middle-aged people to talk.

Lu Wen had an impression of one of the middle-aged people and had no intention of scanning it at noon yesterday.

Duan Tiannan is an unemployed vagrant.

"Uncle, have you ever been to the city in the west?"

The shopkeeper looks like he's nearly forty.

But his child is only five or six years old. He doesn't play much on weekdays. He likes to hear Duan Tiannan tell stories most.

The little boy was absorbed in the ups and downs of the stories.

"Of course!" Duan Tiannan took a sip of beer and said with a smile, "it's not me who blows..."

Generally, it begins with this sentence, that is to start blowing.

"When I was young, I went through all nine cities. Many people didn't know where we were in Mau city. Some people said it was in the East and some people said it was in the south. That's because they had never left Mau city."

In fact, Lu Wen has some doubts. He has been in this city for more than two weeks.

So far, there is not much news about other cities.

A lot of information can only be learned from materials.

"In fact, our city is in the south, one of the two cities in the south."