The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 110: The Hand of the Ghost (Part 2)

"Turner syndrome" refers to a congenital abnormality of **** chromosomes caused by the loss of one of the two **** chromosomes in whole or in part. Women with the disease will be infertile for life, developmental delay, unobvious sexual characteristics, short height, but with Unlike dwarfism, Turner syndrome does not affect the patient’s intellectual development and body proportions. Even if the patient grows up, he still maintains the appearance and figure of a girl.

It is impossible to judge the true age of the woman next to her from her appearance. No matter what angle you look at, the person sitting next to her is an innocent little girl. The faint smell of soap on her body shows the purity of the girl. White dress and long white With stockings and black leather shoes, the blond hair tied into a ponytail is tied with a red bow. There is no trace of makeup on his face that can be blown through. Gu Tie peeked at the adult loli who was a disaster for the country and the people, and quietly touched his fingers. The pistol trigger in the pocket,

The door of the carriage carriage closed, regular vibrations came, and the carriage began to move. To Gu Tie’s surprise, this seemingly crude wooden carriage had good sound insulation, and the background noise from the outside world was suddenly cut off. , The cabin is as quiet as the back seat of a top luxury car,

"Relax, there is no need to shoot." The blonde girl leaned lazily on the thick leather seat and said, stretching the tulip to Gu Tie's eyes, "If I were the enemy, your corpse should have already started. It’s getting colder." There is a dark green spike in the middle of the delicate flowers, and the tip of the thorn is shining with an unknown blue light. If the girl hadn't pointed out specifically, the Chinese would not be able to distinguish it from the flower stem.

"Very old-fashioned,...why do you want to help me." Now that this is the case, Gu Tie simply relaxes, comfortably collapsed into the soft seat, and put a pair of big feet on the opposite side of the wine. On the counter,

"Because you are important." The girl turned her head and looked at the people around her. "You may not know how important you are. Is there a polymer mask on your face? It should be a very expensive one, a German product. "

"Russian goods are much cheaper than German gadgets." Gu Tie looked at each other with a little surprise. Since using this polymer melting mask, this is the first time anyone can see through the disguise. This kind of mask is almost exactly the same as the real skin. The only flaw may be the tiny color difference between the edge of the mask and the skin. Due to the difference in the daily sun exposure, the color of human skin actually changes at any time and cannot be adjusted in real time. There will be a faint dividing line around the molecular mask, but this dividing line is hidden in the shadows of the hairline, behind the ears and the lower jaw, and it is impossible to tell if it is not for a very observant person.

The girl nodded, "But it's a one-off. The latest German mask uses programmable nanotube technology. A mask can be reused five to eight times."

"Really, that's very tough, but I won't spend my money on this kind of thing." The Chinese curled his lips and stared at the blond woman's eyes: "Don't you introduce yourself."

"You can call me love baby." The girl said frankly, "or any name you like, the name is insignificant."

Without waiting for Gu Tie to ask further questions, the vibration of the wheels stopped, the door opened from the outside, and the coachman bent down with a smile: "Grutzensky bar is here, sir, miss, the fare is ten zlotys. "

Gu Tie stepped out of the carriage first, and Eva jumped down afterwards, with an angry face: "What are you talking about, there is no more than five zlotys for such a short distance. Do we look like slaughtered tourists? I want to The Transportation Commission reported you."

The coachman immediately frowned and said: "Okay, okay, five zlotys, I'll take it and leave. Don't bother to report things, miss."

The Chinese took out a small amount of banknote and handed it to the coachman. The coachman jumped into the wagon, and two beautiful chestnut horses hooted away. Gu Tie smiled secretly in his heart as he watched the dialogue text roll by in his vision. This passage is extremely proficient, like a cross talk. I don’t know how many rehearsals are required each day. He also understands that this type of dialogue is to cope with sound detection. In addition to the ubiquitous microphone, the directional eavesdropping technology is also very mature. There is indeed a powerful enemy. Every street in the city may be under surveillance. Except for whispers passed on by word of mouth, no opponent can escape the monitoring of those who are interested.

This so-called Waski Dannash Road is a narrow cul-de-sac. The carriage put the two of them at the end of the cul-de-sac. Eva led Gu Tie to a six-story building next to it. The building has the unique Gothic facade and red spire of the ancient city of Warsaw, but the water-stained exterior wall and the dilapidated roof show that it is seriously lacking in maintenance. Climbing plants cover the walls below three floors with ten panels. Eight broken glass windows, dirty curtains floating behind the decaying window lattice, how do you look like a scene in a ghost film,

Gu Tie did not expect that the glamorous Old City of Warsaw would have such a run-down corner. He estimated the age of this building in his mind. The ancient city was built in the 17th century, but was razed by angry Germans during the Warsaw Uprising in 1944. On the flat ground, all the buildings we see now were rebuilt as they were between 1949 and 1963. This building is only a hundred years old at most. The age of one hundred years is not worth mentioning on the European continent, which respects historical monuments. It’s really unexpected that this building can be destroyed to this extent in such a short period of time.

"Go here, uncle, pay attention to your feet." Ewa said with a crisp smile, jumping around in front of him, Gu Tie thought that this woman might be the same age as him, and couldn't help feeling a chill. When he reached the door of the building, he noticed a bar sign that was crookedly hung, written in Polish, and could not understand what it meant, "This building can still live in." He couldn't help asking,

"Of course not, uncle." The little girl glanced back at him angrily and disappeared in the doorway.

The confused Chinese approached the dirty building door and found that the upward staircase had been abandoned a long time ago. It was blocked by old televisions, broken furniture, built-up bicycles and other debris. The stairs to the basement are intact. Eva’s golden ponytail flashes around the corner and disappears into the darkness.

"Damn, love to die." Gu Tie hesitated for a second, stepped down the stairs, smeared a few steps, and turned a bend. The same Polish bar sign appeared under the stairs, on the sign. There are also a few vulgar neon lights glowing feebly,

He walked to the bottom of the stairs, pushed open a broken wooden door that seemed to break in two with a little force, and walked into a strange bar. Undoubtedly, this is indeed a bar with a wine cabinet. Full of all kinds of base wine, there is a string of high stools in front of the bar, the dim light barely illuminates the smoky space, two men are playing billiards, the record player is playing the old song of tom 　 waits, from The old man of the last century hummed and chanted mantras in his voice with excessive smoking and drinking. The strange thing is that the atmosphere here is not like a bar at all. All the bars that Gu Tie has been to, whether it’s Qingba, Diba, or performance. It’s still a beer bar. There’s never been a place like this. There is no noise in the whole room except for the bad music of the phonograph. Talking, loud noises, laughter, ice hitting the glass wall, slapping. The sound of the table, the sound of footsteps, the sound of hitting the ball, the sound of billiard **** colliding, the sound of lighting a lighter, the sound of tables and chairs rubbing against the floor, there is nothing, this feeling is very strange, like being trapped in an island of sound, it makes people think The urge to shout,

Several people in the bar stopped their movements and silently turned their heads to stare at the newcomer. Gu Tie took a half step and fired the pistol again.

The door closed behind her, and Eva jumped onto a high stool, regaining her lazy look: "Come on, have a drink."

"What did you say." Gu Tie saw her lips opened and closed, but couldn't hear what she said.

The bartender after the girl rushed to the bar waved: "Guise, turn down the attenuation, turn on the interference, don't be afraid of the power consumption, the person we are waiting for is finally here."

A thin, tall man with only half of his face nodded, put down the rag and glass in his hand, and reached out to turn the **** on a machine. Gu Tie originally thought it was a radio, the instructions on the machine As the lights turned on and off, the familiar background noise immediately recovered. The Chinese took a breath and felt like they were reborn.

He walked to the bar and sat down and greeted the strange-looking bartender. The left half of the tall guy's face disappeared strangely, as if it had been cut off by a sharp blade, even the skull was shrunk in half. The wound is covered with layers of flesh-colored scars. I don’t know how he has lived with half a brain, one eye, one nostril and half a mouth until now,

"Hello, nice to meet you." The guy named Guis greeted in textbook-like English, Gu Tie looked away a little embarrassedly, and shook the other party's hand: "Hello, come Is it okay to have a double Scotch whisky? It's really a long and messy day."

"Of course." Half-faced Guise turned around to pour the wine,

Gu Tie turned half a circle and nodded one by one to the men in the bar. In addition to himself and the bartender, there were two men playing pool and one sleeping on a small round table. Man, the two billiards waved at him, they seemed more happy, the sleeping man snored,

"What the **** is this place, who are you." With your toes, you can guess that this place is their stronghold. Gu Tie turned to Ewa and asked in English.

The twelve-year-old girl took a sip from a glass of strong rum. This picture looks full of incongruous beauty, "This is our bar, we are the right hand of the ghost." She also replied in English,

"What do you mean." This answer makes the Chinese even more confused,

"And you, Gu Tie, is the one we have been waiting for, or it would be more appropriate to call you "Adam"." Ewa squinted and said,