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Chapter 15

At the end of the winding alley, there is a low-key barber shop.There is a three-color lamp post representing the barber industry at the entrance of the store, flashing quiet white, red and blue lights.

The lamp post is on to indicate that it is open, but looking through the window glass, the barber shop is completely dark, and it doesn't look like someone is running it.

People passing by the alley may wonder why the barber shop is not open with the lights on.And only regular customers know that the real business of this barber shop is in the basement.

"Move your finger to see if there is any lag."

Malkan took off the surgical light on his forehead, and put the voltage detector on the mobile shelf beside him.Common tools such as welding guns and alloy drill bits are also placed on the messy shelves.

The customer lying on the operating chair moved his fingers, and the mechanical fingers were more dexterous than real human hands.

"As expected of the number one mechanic." The robot hand got off the chair and punched a straight punch in the air, which seemed to feel good.

He said "thank you" lightly, and made a gesture to leave, but Malken immediately stopped him: "Thank you for the maintenance fee."

The manipulator turned around, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said dissatisfiedly: "I thought the one introduced by Bahn didn't cost money."

"Huh?" Malken tilted his head, "Who said that?"

"Me." The manipulator raised his right arm as he said, and opened the five fingertips aimed at the front downwards, revealing the silver bullet inside.After the five bullets are fired, they can be retrieved in the same way by electromagnetic force, and this is a new function that Malconn has just added to the manipulator.

"What do you mean?" Malken's eyes turned cold, "You don't want to pay?"

"They're all brothers," the manipulator said nice words, but his fingertips were still aimed at Malken, "Talking about money hurts feelings."

Malcolm fell silent, then said "Okay".

The next moment, the lights in the operating room suddenly went out, a cold light flashed, and the robot hand let out a scream.

Five silver bullets flew randomly in the small space, but they still missed the target.Next, one after another of cold lights lit up around the mechanical hand, accompanied by his miserable howls.

When the lights in the operating room were turned on again, the robot hand collapsed to the ground, the entire right arm of the robot was removed, and the five bullets could not return to their original positions.

Malken put away the scalpel in his hand, looked at the various instruments broken by the bullets, and gave a "tsk" in displeasure.

At this time, the manipulator suddenly took out a gun with his left hand, aimed at Malken and said, "Go to hell!"

With a "bang" gunshot, the brain of the manipulator exploded, and it collapsed on the ground into a pile of mud.

A tall figure came out of the corridor and put away the smoking gun.

"Boss!" Malken looked at the brains all over the floor, and said to Kreiter with a broken face, "Is it difficult to clean up the corpse?"

Kleite walked towards the back room without looking back: "I saved you so much nonsense."

Malcolm yelled at Kreit's back in dissatisfaction: "I could have solved it myself!"

Speaking of this, Malken suddenly realized that something was wrong, he immediately put the matter of the corpse behind him, and followed Kreiter into his bedroom.

"I heard you slept with the negotiator."

Gossip is not as important as cleaning up a corpse.

"It's nothing." Kreit took off his short sleeves that were stained with beer, went to the bathroom and simply scrubbed his chest.

"Ives saw it with his own eyes." Malcolm followed Kreiter every step of the way, "Brothers have been looking for it for so long, and you actually hid him on your bed!"

This sentence sounds like a complaint, but in the tone is the excitement of discovering a new world.

"I didn't hide it." Kreit took a towel to dry the water stains on his chest, threw it away, and walked into the bedroom again, "He ran back to my house by himself."

"I don't believe it." Malken twitched the corners of his lips, "I didn't expect that you would also act like a hidden beauty in a golden house, it's okay, boss."

Clayte didn't bother to explain any more, and lay down on the single bed in the room.

"But why did you come to me at this time?" Malken rubbed his chin, thinking thoughtfully, "Could it be that you were driven out because of poor work? Do you want me to teach you a few tricks?"

Clayt impatiently grabbed the pillow and threw it on Malcolm's face: "Shut up."

"I thought again," Malken hugged the pillow, "The purpose of his coming down is not to seduce you, is it? Can you do it, boss."

Kelet couldn't bear it and took out the gun on his side, and then the chattering Malcolm fell silent.

But after a few seconds of silence in the room, he said again, "So what does this negotiator want to do?"

"I want to drive us out." Kleite repeated the conditions put forward by Lieutenant Shen Si. Malken's attitude was the same as his, and he only found it funny.

"Isn't he too dishonest?"

Crater didn't express his position, but pointedly said: "The conditions I raised are also very dishonest."

"You mean," Malken heard Kreiter's voice, and frowned slightly, "he doesn't really want to negotiate?"

If you want to reach a settlement, you should at least show your due attitude.

Only those who do not want to reach a settlement will put forward conditions indiscriminately, so that the two parties cannot reach a consensus.

This is true for Kreiter, and so is Lieutenant Shen Si.

But there is still a difference between the two, Kleite just wants to end the negotiation quickly, while Shen Siwei is obviously delaying time.

"Then what is his real purpose?" Malken asked again.

"I don't know." Kleite put his hands behind his head and guessed casually, "Investigate the energy station, or investigate me."

"But didn't you say he was a sick man?" Malken looked puzzled, "How dare he come to investigate you?"

"I don't know." Krete didn't bother to think about it, and glanced at Malken lightly, "Anyway, I can't sleep with him."

"That's right." Malken had the words "boring" written in his eyes. He suddenly looked at Kreit who was lying lazily, and then he reacted and asked, "What are you doing lying on my bed?"

"He occupied my bed." Kreit said, "I'll sleep here tonight."

"No," Malken stared, "Then where do I sleep?"

Kreit raised his chin: "Sofa."

"Why?" Malken said angrily, "If he sleeps on your bed, you should sleep on him."

As soon as Malken finished speaking, Clater's communicator suddenly rang at this moment.

"It's Barn." Clayt sat up from the bed, and said to Malken with a wink, "Go and dispose of the corpses outside."

Looking out through the wide-angle cat's eye, there are at least three or five people guarding the corridor.

If Wei Shen didn't guess, there must be someone guarding the aisle window to prevent him from jumping over the balcony and escaping.

In fact, Shen Siwei didn't plan to go out tonight, but the appearance of Ives changed his mind.

He can inquire about Kretter from other people, which is obviously easier than getting words from Krete.

Although there is a great risk in doing so, and it is very likely that Kleite will find out, but Shen Siwei can no longer waste any more time.

He opened the curtains and looked, and saw that there were also Clayte's men guarding the downstairs.

But they didn't look up all the time, which gave Shen Si Wei an opportunity to take advantage of.

At this time, it was one o'clock in the middle of the night, and the city was in the middle of a carnival, but the upper city was already dead of night.

Shen Siwei hesitated for a moment, and finally dialed Mo Lin's communication ID.

"Colonel, I need your help."

It might not be possible to find Elvis directly. Shen Siwei planned to sneak into the entertainment venue first and find a few refugees to inquire about the situation.

Even if they can't find out about Kreiter's personal affairs, at least he can get a general idea of ​​his background.

It's just that there is a problem that cannot be ignored here, that is, all the refugees have seen Shen Siwei's appearance on TV.If he went into the crowd with his eye-catching blond hair and blue eyes, he would definitely be recognized in minutes.

Of course, Wei Shen also considered buying hair dye and colored contact lenses. After all, he really didn't want to talk to Mo Lin, and he didn't want to be like a Barbie doll, whose appearance was manipulated arbitrarily.

But Kreiter's men were guarding downstairs, and it was inconvenient for him to shop online in the middle of the night.

After thinking about it, Shen Siwei could only ask Mo Lin to change his hair color and eye color directly.

"This is not called helping." Mo Lin's footsteps came from the communicator, and he should be heading to the laboratory. "Our relationship doesn't need to be so extravagant."

Shen Siwei pursed his lips: "...um."

"Why do you suddenly think of going to the crowd to inquire?" The laboratory should still be some distance away, and Mo Lin simply started chatting with Shen Siwei, "The information that can be inquired should not be more than the information currently held by the military."

"But what I have so far is all useless information." Shen Siwei said, "I'll go to inquire, maybe there will be unexpected gains."

Ives is a windfall, and what he revealed is far more valuable than Kreiter's height, weight, usual weapons, and so on.

"That's fine." Mo Lin said, "It's better to take the initiative to attack than to wait and see. But we must pay attention to safety."

There was the sound of the lift door opening in the background, and Shen Siwei knew that Mo Lin had entered the laboratory.

"What do you want to replace it with?" Mo Lin asked.

"Whatever you want." Shen Siwei said, "Just keep a low profile."

"Then..." Mo Lin thought about it, "Let's replace it with your original appearance."

Hearing this, Shen Siwei subconsciously looked into the full-length mirror, only to see that the dazzling blond hair gradually dimmed, and the light blue eyes became deeper and deeper.

"It takes some time from light color to black, about 1 minute." Mo Lin started chatting with Shen Siwei again, "Have you got any useful information now?"

The refugee leader likes to watch cartoons, so he doesn't know if it's useful information.

Lieutenant Shen Si couldn't help but began to think about it. After getting in touch with Kreiter, he didn't seem to be as vicious as the military thought.

He will rescue the women who are harassed by refugees, and he will also take the risk of being attacked to help Shen Siwei get back the mask.

He always looked impatient, but he would give the bed to Wei Shen to sleep in.

Thinking back carefully, Captain Shen Si had even grasped the reason for Clayte's attack into the Tree of Life, which is useful information no matter how you look at it.

But he opened his mouth and said, "No."

For some reason, he didn't want to tell Maureen the truth.This has nothing to do with Crater, it is purely in his heart, and he has this inexplicable tendency.

"Then we'll report when we have news." Mo Lin had no doubts, "Have you seen the color change?"

Shen Siwei looked into the mirror again, and saw that the gold and light blue had turned into pure black without any impurities.

In addition to the big difference between the skin color and the previous wheat color, Shen Siwei's familiar self appeared in the mirror.

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