Chapter 5 Meaning "Big Butt"
After making a mistake, Ling Qiu began to investigate the whereabouts of Ma De's wife. She reluctantly closed the chat window of the perverted voyeur and sighed.
She was too impulsive. She's already a hacker; what can't she do?
You should have just taken the 10,000 yuan and then blocked her; after all, the other person doesn't know who she is.
Ling Qiu began searching the entire internet for information about Sally, but found no trace of her purchasing train tickets or making any purchases. Most importantly, she couldn't find Sally's surname.
Sally was simply called Sally; the only existing surname was John, which was the first of her husband's surname.
Knowing the surname would allow her to expand her search further, to see if Sally had sought refuge with some relatives, so she opened Mad's chat window and asked, "What's your wife's last name?"
After a long pause, Madd finally replied, "John, she shares my last name."
"I mean, her last name before you got married."
“Oh!” Mad said, “She doesn’t have a surname.”
Ling Qiu frowned and typed impatiently, "You're not married either, right? I see you're single."
Ma De was surprised: "I work for the company! How could you know my marital status!"
“Tell me the truth about your wife’s background,” Ling Qiu said. “Otherwise, I can’t do this job, and I won’t give you a refund.”
After a long while, Ling Qiu watched the other person type in the chat box for a while before seeing Ma De's reply: "I bought her from the black market, so it's definitely not from a legitimate source."
So Sally just ran away, right?
Without a surname, it means you can't get a chip; without a chip...
"Has Sally undergone basic prosthetic modifications?" Ling Qiu asked.
“No,” Mad said. “I didn’t do any prosthetic modifications for her, you know… She has no income, and I don’t really need to spend that money on her.”
Ling Qiu frowned. So, Sally's situation wasn't very optimistic.
A person without a chip or cybernetic modifications means she can't spend money anywhere and can't contact anyone. As for the security situation in Mante City, well...
There are thugs, local bullies, and the government's ERO organization is also quite powerful, but only if you have money.
Ling Qiu retrieved the surveillance footage near Ma De's house and found that there were cameras only on the street outside, while the surveillance footage of Ma De's house, which was in an alley, was missing.
She searched for a long time before finally finding a picture of Sally. In the picture, she was wearing a white dress and kept looking back, as if she was being followed by someone.
However, what Ling Qiu noticed first was not her movements, but her clothing.
Sally's hair was curly, and you could vaguely see that it was curled very delicately, somewhat like a doll sold in a shopping mall. Her white dress was fluffy, and she looked just like a doll.
It's not that there's anything wrong with dressing like that, it's just that no one in Manchester dresses like that.
Here, both men and women dress for convenience, because even in the city center, fights or explosions can break out at any time, and robberies are also possible. Over time, clothing has become functional.
Waterproof, fireproof, protective, elastic, and air-cushioned, so this kind of dress, which has little practical use but is only aesthetically pleasing, is rarely bought.
Ling Qiu showed this screenshot to Ma De and asked, "Judging from the time on it, did she go home that day?"
“No. She disappeared that very night! My God! Look at her! Someone must have been following her!” Ma De replied quickly, his emotions palpable as he spoke.
Just as Ling Qiu was about to say something, Lu Lulan's message popped up. She had set a special feature for Lu Lulan's messages, so that any message from Lu Lulan would pop up directly in front of her.
The message contained a photo of a tanned man wearing a black vest and black cargo pants. He had short hair with the sides trimmed into sections, giving him a roguish look.
Immediately afterwards, Lululan sent a message: "Ta-da!! Your new boyfriend has arrived!"
Ling Qiu sent a question mark and looked at the photo again in detail. He was of Asian descent, with clear black and white eyes, handsome features, and a good-looking appearance.
“A virgin! Absolutely genuine!” Lululan said.
Ling Qiu was a little skeptical. She saw the prosthetic arm that the man was using to put his hands on his hips. Mante City was very sexually open, so how could there be a virgin?
However, she soon saw Lululan's explanation: "He seems to have... azoospermia? So he is very reluctant to date people. I told him that you are a free agent, and he reluctantly agreed to give it a try."
Relatively speaking, freelancers, like Ling Qiu, are quite conservative.
"..." Actually, what attracted Ling Qiu more than this person's face was his prosthetic arm, which was black and resembled a dragon's spine, looking like it could kill her at will.
Ling Qiu tried to deflect the question: "Does impotence mean?"
“He said he can, but he can’t ejaculate. If you don’t mind, you can give it a try! I think it’s a good idea, and it saves you from getting pregnant,” Lululan said.
Ling Qiu hesitated, not having thought that far ahead. However, Lululan was very open about sex; she could sleep with her ex-boyfriends the day after they met, which was commonplace in Mante City.
"...Don't you like it?" Lululan pressed.
Ling Qiu gritted her teeth and said, "Let's talk about it."
Lululan was delighted and quickly gave her his contact information, adding, "His name is Ron, he's the head of the street thugs in District C, he's got plenty of money, so please don't hesitate to come over for vegetable hot pot on our first meeting!"
Ling Qiu scratched her head. She had planned to just chat casually and make up an excuse that they weren't attracted to each other, but Lu Lulan had even thought of what to eat when they met.
Ling Qiu clicked the add button, and the other party quickly accepted. Before Ling Qiu could think of what to say, the other party sent a message: "Hello."
Ling Qiu replied: "Hello."
As she looked at the two lines of text, she wondered if their conversation was about to end.
To everyone's surprise, Ron replied. He took a picture of himself looking in the mirror, his clothes lifted up to reveal his lean waist, and his arms, which had not been modified with prosthetics, had bulging muscles and looked very powerful.
Ron: "I've been working out my biceps lately, and it's been very effective."
Ling Qiu glanced at it; this was too direct. She really wasn't suited to chatting with such open-minded people.
She didn't know anything about fitness, so she could only reply, "Does that mean you have a big butt?"
The other person typed for a while, then typed for a while more, and then after a while, replied: "Arm, not buttocks."
Ling Qiu narrowed her eyes sharply; she had misjudged!
"Oh, oh." Ling Qiu glanced around awkwardly, realizing that it was she who was being exposed.
Ron was still replying: "Look closely, the arm."
“…” Ling Qiu touched her nose and replied with an “Mm”.
Let's end the conversation here; she couldn't continue the conversation that day.
However, Ron on the other side clearly didn't think that way.
“You’re very cute,” Ron said. “If you’d like to meet me, I can show you both.”
Ling Qiu: "..."
She couldn't help but click on his selfie again, her gaze moving down to his buttocks, then up to his arms, then back again to his abs...
Okay, Ron does have a great physique and beautiful skin.
But Ling Qiu was used to being alone and didn't really want to meet anyone or meet new people.
Before she could reply, Ron sent another message: "Was it too fast for you? Then I take back what I just said."
Ling Qiu thought about it. If Ron really was a virgin, then Lululan had indeed gone to a lot of trouble to find him a virgin. At least they should meet and have a vegetable hot pot together.
"Okay, sure," Ling Qiu said. "Let's set a time."
"How about tomorrow? We can choose a location near Noah Company, where Lululan works. I think you'll feel more at ease that way."
Ling Qiu looked at the line of text and thought Ron's suggestion was good, so she typed "1" to indicate that it was okay.
However, at that moment, her message vibrated, and an unfamiliar dialog box popped up in front of her, with only one sentence on it.
"Your flirting skills are really impressive. We're meeting him already? Are you going to sleep with him?"
There was no profile picture, no name, no contact information, and no other data; it was as if a dialog box had popped up out of thin air.
Ling Qiu paused. Was this... Ron's prank?
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