Night Hacker Chapter 92: Big fabrication

In the corner of the narrow and dark floor aisle, the wall paint has peeled off in large pieces, exposing the dilapidated and old cement inside.

The dripping pipe was dripping water, hitting the ground with damp water, and was trampled by footsteps. From time to time, the messy and entangled wires made the sound of short-circuiting, and there was a peculiar smell from the garbage dump at the corner of the aisle, as well as the pungent smell of spray paint.

Elizabeth felt that she was holding a spray paint can and spraying a new graffiti on the already mottled wall.

These perceptions are sometimes pulled away, and sometimes pushed closer, causing her a lot of mental pressure. The other party...is a transcendent...

Lines sprayed onto the broken wall, and soon formed a human-shaped shadow.

She felt a wave of emotions. From the graffiti of this figure, she seemed to see those people coming and going on the street, on the overpass, and on the rooftop. This figure is you, it can be me, he, or It's her...

This is not a specific person... This is a person from the Walled City...

This is, an idea...

The Walled City needs to be changed, the fire brings rebuilding, let us be reborn in the fire, this is...

"Shengong drama, it will be released soon." She murmured, the voice only she could hear, but it was very firm, full of anticipation and fanaticism. This graffiti is a belief.

Suddenly, she seemed to vaguely hear someone coming around the corner, and it was time for her to leave.

With the power of the extraordinary program, she ran towards the other side at high speed, and instantly became a phantom.

Elizabeth suddenly understood that she was a rooftop postman.

The professional department of the runner, the side door, and the postman on the roof of the Walled City are all this professional department. Explode the potential of the body through the program, increase the speed of running, increase the height of jumping, and run flexibly and quickly between the roofs of buildings.

The postman is leaving the viewing range, but she has not yet returned to reality, and she feels her body being torn apart.

With this heart-piercing pain, the integrity of the personality is also declining, and the danger is approaching.

She needs to take the initiative to end the retrospection and get out of this past afterimage data...

"Ah!" Elizabeth gathered her energy and visualized her own image.

The freshly dyed red hair was as red as the blood flowing from the fist stone. With a jerk, she felt herself re-condensed into shape, and finally left the illusion and went back.

Her hand that was pressing the graffiti on the wall trembled a little, and it wasn't just caused by the residual data of that extraordinary person just now.

It was this graffiti, the common connection with other identical graffiti in the Walled City, that nearly dragged her down.

"The user is back, and the protection mode is released." Jianbao's voice sounded, "User dissatisfaction has risen, and the jester mode is activated: since you are going to spy on others, it is not suitable for you to see scenes that are so exciting that you cannot extricate yourself Do you mind?"

Elizabeth couldn't help laughing when she heard this, and her heart was really relieved.

She nodded to Ayako and the security team, "I'm fine, I think I saw some clues."

Immediately, Elizabeth called Master Wuzhen and Daoist Yucheng over, told them new clues such as "Shengong Opera", and asked them about the religion of the Walled City and the strange feeling of graffiti.

Listening to their answers, her doubts became less and less, and the clouds gradually cleared away.

"Let's go back and talk to Mr. Deloitte again." Elizabeth walked back, her heart heavy again.

There are traitors among the rooftop postmen, does the council know about this?

Not long after, everyone returned to the rooftop, and then crossed back to the building where the rooftop postman's headquarters was located. After passing through the crowded and lively crowd of vendors and passers-by, Elizabeth led Ayako and the others into the meeting hall again.

The hall is covered with old checkered tiles, and there are many rows of chairs. The space is also narrow, but the light is still bright.

Someone announced their arrival one step earlier, and Mr. Deloitte stood in front of the altar in the hall again. His middle-aged face had a little impatient wrinkles. He should have been a good runner when he was young.

But I don't know if it was modified by himself, or if he injured his leg, the right leg exposed from his shorts is all made of mechanical materials.

"Mr. Dro." While observing the other party's reaction, Elizabeth said straight to the point: "Shengongxi. No matter where the graffiti of the figure appears in the walled city, it is a possible arson point. It can be any one, or it can be It's all."

This is what she felt from the emotion she looked back just now, and she sorted it out after asking Master Wuzhen and them.

She suddenly saw that Mr. Deloitte's face changed slightly, she should be right, and said again:

"This is a big fabrication, and it is inseparable from the joint design of fabricators and painters. There is a certain connection between the graffiti."

The professional profession of painter is a main profession, and it belongs to the eleventh house together with the actor department and the hunter department.

Painter, Xu Su.

Xu, the original meaning is "big hill", the meaning of big earth mountain. Mountains can produce a sense of the sublime, and the best paintings can also produce this passion, and the sublime can also bring people into another state of mind.

And the word virtual reveals the essence of the painting.

The eleventh era is the future era in the prophecy, which is an era of recovery after the post-war phase of mercy and peace.

The recovery of all things needs water, and water comes out of the water bottle, which is why the eleventh century is the house of water bottle.

These three main functions can be traced back to the initial establishment of human civilization, and they are one of the foundations of civilization:

Actors, all dramas originate from religious activities, and primitive ceremonies such as worshiping gods and exorcising ghosts all need actors; painters, the birth of characters comes from the simplest symbol lines, and all characters are originally paintings; hunters, tribes need food to survive go down.

If a fabricator uses stories and words to influence others, a painter uses lines and pictures.

"If there is no effective prevention, once the magic show is completed."

This is what Master Wuzhen told her just now. Elizabeth paused and said in a deep voice: "People who have been affected by graffiti will have their demons ignited, and they may set fires everywhere, and fires will break out in every graffiti location."

According to Xiaomei, this graffiti has already spread all over the Walled City area, and the situation is unimaginable.

"Miss Sterling, thank you for your hard work." Mr. Deloitte still refused to talk, "We will take care of it."

Even knowing that she was not trusted because she was misunderstood as a blood eater, Elizabeth was still a little annoyed:

"The lives of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of people! After two days or the day of the festival, the flow of people will become bigger and denser, and a fire can destroy a lot.

"Now I suspect that a rooftop postman joined in the fabrication of this miraculous drama. I don't know what the council thinks about it? What about you, Mr. Delo?"

She broke the story. There is something wrong with the postman. Could it even be you, Mr. Delo?

Over there, Master Wuzhen clasped his hands together while holding the Buddhist beads, and muttered the Buddhist scriptures.

Ayako and Taoist Yu Cheng glanced at each other. They both knew that although the leader of the Red Rain Investigation Team was a good person and wanted to get closer to the street, he still had a bit of a ladylike air.

She spoke so fiercely, Mr. Drow and the others could have closed the door and ignored her.

At this time, Mr. Deloitte's face was more wrinkled, and the middle-aged postmen next to him didn't look good.

They seemed to be about to drive away, but Mr. Drow waved his hand to stop them.

Maybe it's because Elizabeth's colorful red hair really doesn't look like a banker, or there are other reasons.

"Miss Sterling." Mr. Drow looked at the bustling scene on the rooftop just outside the door, and said something calmly:

"The Walled City is our home, but living here is not all good, it will be very bitter.

"We don't have running water, we have to pump groundwater. To bring the water up, we must first pump the water to the water storage tank on the roof of the building, and then pass it through the water pipes to the various units below.

"But many people here can't even afford the water pipe connection fee. It is the activities of the hall that gave them those plumbing equipment.

"Moreover, because of the water pressure, water can only be pumped at a certain time every day. The groundwater is very turbid and always has a pungent smell, with the industrial pollution and garbage stench from the rotten mud pond. Originally, it was not suitable for drinking after being boiled, but we only drink this water, so we can only boil it several times.

"Miss Sterling, whether you are good or not, you will never really understand the Walled City. Only the Walled City people understand this kind of life, and only the Walled City people can endure it, and they can still laugh day after day.

"It's just that people still need a little new hope and some new ideas from time to time to sustain themselves.

"Some people, especially young people, will take a wrong road for a while because of this, but this does not mean that they are vicious and hopeless. They just turn at the wrong intersection of an alley, and then turn at the next intersection. Just come back.

"But what we old guys can be sure of is that if you believe what Santo Company says, you will be on a road of no return, and your life will be worse than the people in the flesh and blood area and the rotten mud pond."

Elizabeth was silent when she heard it, and felt dazed. She saw the giant water tank on the roof just now...

"We have noticed the graffiti you mentioned a long time ago." Mr. Drow spoke again, his voice was still as calm as he said.

"Shengonghui is a new secret organization that has appeared in the Walled City in the past two years. We don't know whether the fire last year was set off by Shengonghui. Graffiti on the scene of the fire does not mean it is definitely the truth .

"The fire hit the Walled City very hard. There have been many fires in the Walled City, but this is the first time of that scale.

"Recently, people in the Walled City are fluctuating. You are right. There is a big fabrication covering the Walled City. Those graffiti are always scraped off and there are more and more. They can't be cleaned, because the graffiti is on people's faces. heart.

"That's why we need to hold a festival. Only a festival can dispel evil spirits and erase the graffiti painted on people's hearts.

"Miss Sterling, if you really want to do something for the city, then help us complete this ceremony. Because the people from Santo, the Shengong Society, and those hidden people we don't know , I definitely don't want us to complete it.

"Because of this, we keep advancing the time of the festival to catch them off guard.

"Now, it's okay to tell you and make it public. This is already an open battle.

"We are ready. City Sai has existed for fifty-six years. In what year did the municipal government and the bank not want to demolish us? Planting spies, setting fire, and forcing demolition, these things are not the first time, I believe This city competition can survive.

"I'm done talking, and there's nothing more to say, please go ahead."

After Mr. Drow finished speaking, he moved his mechanical leg and walked to the back of the hall with several other middle-aged postmen.

Elizabeth remained silent for a while, looking at the checkered tiles on the ground, her gaze also fixed.

For some unknown purpose, the "Shengonghui" is making up this big fabrication, trying to cause fires in the walled city, maybe it is to promote Santo's buyback and renovation plan.

But the Walled City Council and the Walled City Gang want to fight back with a ceremony, break the fabric and reshape people's hearts.

This is a war.

This is the master's guidance, let her investigate the real cause of the fire in the Walled City.

"Let's go out first." Elizabeth put away her thoughts, walked to the rooftop outside, and looked at the blue sky above.

It is also this piece of clear blue sky that will rain at any time, and the lively crowd on the rooftop will be emptied one by one.

She silently walked towards the giant iron water storage tank in the corner over there. From a distance, she could see the surface of the water storage tank was mottled with rust, and all kinds of water pipes were densely packed and twisted to connect to the water pump.

Mr. Deloitte is right. She grew up drinking the pure water drawn from Lake Eden, so how could she easily understand this place.

She saw that the water storage tank seemed to have become a children's playground.

They ran around the tank, played hide-and-seek among the water pipes, and some climbed to the upper edge of the tank and looked up at the sky.

At this time, Elizabeth saw two groups of children arguing again. Several children were posting pictures of the festival on the water storage tank, but the other children were dissatisfied with them posting too much.

"Don't cover Chiba's movie poster!" A child protested.

"It doesn't matter if it's covered, just cover it, she can't be from the Walled City." The child who posted the pictorial cursed back.

Elizabeth stepped forward and asked in doubt. These children were not so hostile to her, and they started talking in a hurry~IndoMTL.com~ It turned out that there was a rumor that the superstar Chiba Gibson was born in a walled city, at least She has the blood of the Walled City, grandma or grandfather is from the Walled City, and she lived in the Walled City when she was a child.

Chiba-Gibson? Elizabeth thought, not knowing each other.

Ms. Chiba seldom attended parties before, she has never seen them, and she has not been active in parties for a long time.

Immediately, Elizabeth asked the following security team to check the information.

Recently, Ms. Chiba was filming "Speed ​​2" in Kabukicho; and due to the mysterious packaging, there are different opinions about Ms. Chiba's origin, and many districts claim that she has elements from this district.

"Yeah." Elizabeth nodded slightly after listening. Is it the same in the Walled City District?

It's just that Santo, big star, actor, painter, walled city, fabrication, magical drama...

These words flashed in her mind, and they seemed to be vaguely connected together.

After thinking for a while, she assigned tasks to the three generals of the investigation team:

"Daoist Yucheng, ask Xiaomei for more information, try to locate all the graffiti in the walled city, enter it into the computer to make a data, and then find a way to protect each point.

"Master Wuzhen, you go and ask more about the Shengong Association, people will be more willing to talk about these topics with monks.

"Ayako, go and find out if Chiba Gibson is from the Walled City. There are rumors about her here."

The three of them took their orders and went their separate ways. Elizabeth herself, holding her sword, walked aside and thought deeply. She watched the postmen who came and went between buildings, running and climbing beside the water tank Climbing child.

People outside said that the walled city was full of smog, but why, what she saw was a blue sky where she could run freely.