Sinmonger Chapter 1: Students

2101, February 14.

Festivals are one of the hallmarks of the fall of mankind. We need to set a few special days in the year to remind ourselves to do things that we can do in ordinary times, but pretend to be extraordinary.

Every festival is basically composed of two parts: lies and tragedy; adults lie to children, saying that there is a fat old man on a flying sleigh in this world who will bring you gifts; men lie to women, I will spend my whole life I only love you one; women lie to men, what I love is yours, not money; Thanksgiving gives you a reason to not be grateful for a whole year; Spring Festival gives you a whole year not to go home Reason; festivals that have evolved from non-religious and folklore traditions are basically to commemorate the death of a certain person or a group of people, and why should we commemorate them? Because they are heroes of the era, their sacrifices have changed some things, and even brought us real benefits today.

So, at the end of the day, it's an alternative deal. Roses, firecrackers, pretending to be a ghost, being a good boy, etc., when the day is right, the goal is to make a fortune, make a fortune, candy, and gifts. Of course, if you're unlucky, you might also get a good guy card, a fine, pedophilia, domestic violence, etc.

It was the first Valentine's Day in the 22nd century. In the afternoon, a young man walked into an ordinary Internet cafe in Chicago.

He is about twenty years old, brown-haired, Caucasian, and looks nothing special. After entering the house, his eyes quickly settled on a young man of the same age as him, and then walked straight over.

"Hello, my name is DeWitt." The brunette young man sat on the sofa beside the man and greeted him.

The young man sitting there surfing the Internet and drinking coffee wears glasses, looks very gentle, Asian, with well-formed short black hair, and a very white face, which makes people feel like a nerd.

The young man with glasses replied politely: "Well... hello, you can call me Mike."

"Don't be nervous, boy, this isn't a conversation, I'm straight, you don't have to show that look." DeWitt said, "It was Sonny who told me that I could find you here and provide some 'technical support'. ."

Mike looked at DeWitt suspiciously: "Which Sonny?"

DeWitt replied: "Sonny Lucches."

Mike said, "I've met him a few times, and I don't know him very well. Who are you?" Even an amateur gang member could see that he was obviously lying.

"As I said, my name is DeWitt."

"The Lucches family has no one like you."

DeWitt said: "Because I just started working with them this morning, you can think of me as a 'consultant' offering some kind of consulting."

Mike's expression changed slightly: "Wait... huh..." He seemed a little disbelieving, so he smiled: "You said you were a 'consultant'?" In front of me, I introduced myself, and then told me, are you the 'consultant'?"

DeWitt looked very calm: "So, you've heard that name."

"Have you heard?" Mike was a little excited: "The consultant is a legend on the Internet. Since his first appearance three years ago, countless stories about him have been circulated. At this stage, the stories are too many to tell the truth from the false. , some say he's been arrested, others say he's a fictional character that doesn't exist at all, and my former college even had a group of people who started a fan club for him. You're at most a year or two older than me, how could it be... …”

DeWitt interrupted him: "Mike Byron, a third-year student at the University of Illinois, hometown in Tennessee, in addition to his parents, he has a sister and two brothers, and the neighbor is Fred. The postman of the newspaper is called Sartuk. My father's used car business is not very prosperous, my sister's boyfriend has been involved in a lawsuit for half a year, and the money for the two younger brothers to go to college has not been settled. I think this is also a good explanation. Why would a promising young man like you work for the local gang."

Mike suddenly became nervous and lowered his voice: "Where did you find this? Are you a spy? HL?"

DeWitt said: "Your school has the most advanced supercomputer research center in the world, backed by huge funds from the Empire every year, but the information of students is easy to get, whether it is computer science, science and engineering, or For drama students, in the school's opinion, the personal information of students is simply garbage compared to research data, and garbage has no value in strict protection. I think you who have been in public schools since you were a child should be able to understand me. meaning."

Mike moved his neck uncomfortably; "Okay, you broke the third virtual protection system of the University of Illinois, what do you need me for? You can hack into more than 90% of the world's Computer? ~IndoMTL.com~ He also added, rather dissatisfiedly, "And in my opinion, this ability still does not prove that you are a consultant. "

DeWitt said: "I'm going to make a big deal, understand? Boy. The Lucches family can't trust me. They need me to do a few things to prove my ability, of course I can understand that. , every time I go to a new city, I will encounter a similar situation. The quality of the employers is different. You have to make these gangsters who carry guns and grenades all day to do some contraband trade believe that there are people in this world. 'Easy chair detective' stuff, they just say: that's bullshit.

Therefore, when dealing with this kind of client, I often need to free my brain a little to do something that requires less careful calculation, and what I need to do now needs your help. "

Mike is also a smart man, he said directly: "What about the reward?"

"Boy, cooperate with me, you can not only solve all the economic problems, but also get a lot of intangible assets, so I advise you not to do stupid things like rejection."

Mike thought about it for a moment: "Okay, that's it... I can't promise anything just by your empty words, I'm going to check with Sonny about it, if he can be sure you're not a spy, I Would love to hear what's coming next, and don't call me kid, even if you're a real consultant."

DeWitt got up and said, "I don't need to tell you Sonny's contact information. I'll wait for you outside to smoke a cigarette. There's still a lot of work to do within today. You'd better hurry up."

Seeing him walking away, Mike muttered thoughtfully by himself; "Within today...could it be for me to go and deliver the goods with the Genovese family...but it's really going to pick a day. ."