Puppet Curse Chapter 37: ID card

bsp;Hong Mo has always believed that he is not a family person. When I was in college, I rarely thought about my parents at home. Especially after obtaining the meteorite and awakening superpowers, there are even fewer.

Even after entering the research institute, Hong Mo rarely thought of his parents. Every time this thought popped up in Hong Mo's mind, it was pushed deep into his heart.

Hong Mo knew that he was afraid, afraid of imagining his parents' situation. I am really an unfilial son. Hong Mo covered his eyes with his hands and stood on the street in silence.

"Dad, are you crying?" Lingyin looked up at Hong Mo and found water stains on her father's face. Suzune never cried, because in the research institute, crying would get nothing. Lingyin doesn't know how to fight for favor, let alone act coquettishly.

"Let's go and check some information first." Hong Mo wiped away the tears on his face, not wanting Ling Yin to know what he was thinking.

Do you regret it? Hong Mo didn't know if he regretted it or not. He wouldn't say so stubbornly that he didn't regret it, because he was indeed feeling a little uncomfortable mentally. Hong Mo doesn't know if this is a feeling of regret, because some things cannot be repeated.

After searching for a long time, Hong Mo finally found an Internet cafe on the side of the street. Very formal and very luxurious. Ten years later, there are very few Internet cafes. Most people have home computers, and there is no room for small Internet cafes to survive. However, after all, some people like crowded and lively places, so there is another business opportunity here.

"Welcome, do you want to go online? Please show your ID card." A beautiful Internet cafe cashier said to Hong Mo.

ID card, Hong Mo was stunned for a moment before he remembered this. Where can I find this thing now? Hong Mo doesn’t have it at all. "I'm here to find a friend, so I don't need to trouble you." Hong Mo waved his hand, then pretended to walk around the Internet cafe for a few times, then pretended that he didn't find his friend, and left in disappointment.

After leaving the Internet cafe, Hong Mo found a piece of paper with the word "Certificate" on the telephone pole opposite, with a number on it.

This kind of thing really still exists now, Hong Mo laughed in surprise in front of the telephone pole. However, I need to buy a mobile phone first.

In the mobile phone store, Hong Mo and Ling Yin each bought a mobile phone and then activated various services. The two mobile phones cost a total of 600 yuan. I have to say that mobile phones are really cheap nowadays.

I followed the number on the paper with red ink and dialed...

Following the other party's instructions, Hong Mo took Ling Yin to a corner store. A fat young man who looked rather wretched was sitting in front of the counter, nervously controlling the keyboard.

It seemed that this guy was quite busy, so Hong Mo didn’t bother him immediately. Instead, he looked at the furnishings of the room with interest. It seems that this place to apply for a certificate is more formal.

Formal? No problem, a wry smile flashed through Hong Mo's heart, he was here to apply for a black card.

"Ri, lost again." The fat man pushed the keyboard forward in annoyance, and then shouted to Hong Mo. "What are you here for?"

"Can you get an ID card here, a black card?" Hong Mo finally asked directly. Hong Mo knew that he looked very stupid for asking this. But Hong Mo really doesn't know the twists and turns here.

"Huh?" The fat man opposite was stunned.

"Identity card, black card, can I get it?" Hong Mo said again.

"Brother, if anyone is like you, you should at least be a little reserved, reserved." This fat man was obviously driven a little crazy by Bei Hongmo's attitude. "By the way, you're not a cop, are you?" The fat man seemed to have suddenly thought of something.

"Do you think I look like me?" Hong Mo also looked at this interesting fat man.

After saying this, the fat man really started to look at Hong Mo seriously. After seeing the ring tone behind Hong Mo, the fat man felt as if he had seen a rare treasure.

"loli, this is a three-dimensional loli. Is this the cosplayer Felice? Beier? This is definitely true. This is obviously the common costume worn by Felice Beier in the super legend..." Fatty He rushed out of the counter in a hurry, even the huge counter was shaken by the impact.

Hong Mo put his hand on the fat man's shoulder, supporting the fat pig and preventing him from rushing over.

"What are you talking about?" Hong Mo was a little confused.

"Felice? Beier, you don't know this? Then why did you dress this girl up like this? It's like a three-dimensional real-life version of Felice." As he said this, the fat man felt the hand on his shoulder. With huge strength, I no longer forced myself to rush forward. Instead, he turned around and spun the computer monitor behind him in a circle.

"Look, look here." The fat man opened the D drive and opened a folder with wallpaper files and audio files in it. Then the fat man clicked on the wallpaper file.

Felice? Beier!

Hong Mo took a look, and sure enough, the anime heroine looked 80% similar to Suzune. From this point of view, the fat man was not lying. It was indeed a very... coincidence.

You can’t tell that this fat man is still a fat nerd who loves anime. Hong Mo took another look and shook his head.

"What do you mean? What do you mean by shaking your head? Do you look down on Felice?" The fat man seemed to feel that his idol was insulted, and said viciously.

"That's not true. I just think these anime characters are all the same. After so many years, they don't seem to have changed much."

"What do you mean?"

"Actually, I think the prototype of Felice is more like Remilia Scarlet."

"Remilia Scarlet, who is that? Why haven't I heard of it?" The fat man scratched his head in confusion.

"It's normal if you haven't heard of it. It was an anime character from more than ten years ago."

"More than ten years ago, old antique? Brother, how old are you? I don't think you are older than me." The fat man asked, but Hong Mo didn't answer.

"It's better not to waste time on this topic. Let me ask you again, do you need an ID card here? It's a black card."

"Hey, hey, don't be so pushy. You are begging me now. Do you know, if you don't explain clearly, I won't take this job." Fatty and Hong Mo met each other, looking at each other with regret. One glance at the ringtone and return to the counter.

"Judging from your tone, black certificates can be obtained here?" Hong Mo probed.

"Yes, why not? The general business here is to help people apply for various certificates, which is reasonable. Of course, if customers have special needs, we can also meet them, such as your requirements." As he said that, the fat man was on the keyboard Knocked out a few characters.

"What are the words Remilia? I'm afraid I made a mistake and can't find it." The fat man suddenly poked his head out from behind the monitor and asked.

Hong Mo was dumbfounded. It seemed that the fat man did this on purpose. If you don't explain it clearly to him, maybe you really won't be able to help yourself.

Ten years have passed, and the most commonly used search website is still Baidu. Hong Mo entered the words Remilia and then clicked search. There are only a few pieces of information, and it can be seen that these anime characters have been almost forgotten after ten years.

"This is Remilia. It does look very similar to Felice. But it's a pity that there are too few pictures, just a few." The fat man looked at a few pictures and seemed a little unfinished.

"After all, it's been ten years, so it's not surprising that he was forgotten." Hong Mo said lightly, with a sense of sadness in his words. It's been ten years, it's 2024, the New Year is about to come, and it will be 2025 soon. Ten years, the most important ten years of my life have been spent in that cold research institute.

"What is this Eastern Project?" the fat man suddenly asked.

"A series, the Touhou series of games." Hong Mo's mood suddenly seemed a little depressed, and he answered casually. Then I saw Fatty searching for information on Baidu.

"Holy crap, it turns out that there was such a loli concentration camp ten years ago, and they were all two-dimensional beautiful girls. Each one has such unique characteristics." The fat man found a large collection of Touhou Project from somewhere. Photo, dozens of game characters inside are lifelike.

"Okay, Fatty, you can search for yourself when you have time. Now, help me apply for an ID card." Hong Mo's tone was a little cold.

The fat man turned his head, ready to complain, but when he was stared at by Hong Mo's eyes, he immediately felt a chill coming out. After ten years of cold life in the research institute, Hong Mo gradually gained a strange and cold aura. Or this kind of momentum may not show up at ordinary times, but once Hong Mo is serious, most people can definitely feel an uncomfortable feeling.

"Okay, let's take a picture first, and then I'll help you apply for an ID card. It can be done in about a day. The fee is 10,000 yuan."

"Well, do you want to take pictures here?"

"Come in with me. There is a small room here specifically for taking photos." The fat man led the way and opened a small door from a pile of messy things.

Hong Mo led Ling Yin and walked in. There was a small room and a camera.

Click! Very simply, it's over.

"Isn't this little sister going to take a photo?" the fat man suddenly asked.

"Well, my daughter is only six years old, does she need to be photographed?" Hong Mo was confused.

"Uncle, what age are you from? As early as a few years ago, the country re-enacted a decree. As long as you are five years old or above, you can get your own ID card. You need to reissue it every two years and update it. Photos." Fatty explained.

"Oh, let's take a photo."

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but after the fat man took a picture of Ling Yin, the fat man was a little happy. Hong Mo didn't see anything wrong, so he had to give up.

One day later, Hong Mo came here again with Ling Yin and obtained his ID card.

"Uncle, this is your ID card. Let me tell you first. Although this ID card is no different from a real ID card, it is a fake ID after all. It is of course nothing for ordinary places, but those operated by the real state "It's better not to go there," the fat man said as he handed over his ID card.

Hong Mo nodded, then looked at the ID card.

Qin Feng, a very common name. Then Hong Mo looked at Ling Yin's ID card again.

Remilia Scarlet!

Hong Mo is convinced that he got it right. You are a good family, are you kidding me? Hong Mo looked at the fat man unkindly.

"What's wrong?" The fat man pretended to be confused.

What's wrong, you fat man? "What's going on with this name?" Hong Mo pointed at the name on Ling Yin's ID card.

"Oh, you said this, I couldn't think of a suitable name at the moment, so I used this one. It's a fake certificate anyway. If you go to a strict place, any name will be found out, and other places won't care. What's your name?" The fat man's eyes wandered a little.

Hong Mo was dumbfounded. Although what this fat man said did make some sense, Hong Mo felt very unhappy.

Forget it, I'm too lazy to pursue the issue with this family. Hong Mo turned around and prepared to leave.

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Hong Mo coming out of the door, then hurriedly sat back at the counter and clicked on the computer. "This is a real cosplay, but it's a pity it's not a group photo. Those animals must be jealous of me." The fat man stared at the computer screen with salivation.

In the screen, there is an enlarged photo of a ringtone.