Chapter 10 Orange-red, I recognize you, you're here. "Welcome to V City..."
After parking the repainted truck in the designated spot, the executive, dressed in classic laborer's attire, stretched his aching back from sitting for so long. "It's finally time to hand over this grueling job."
Although intelligent driving is very advanced nowadays, given the special nature of this escort mission, the officer's hands never left the steering wheel during the entire journey, and his nerves were extremely tense.
The executive in the co-pilot seat, who had just switched places with his partner three hours earlier, was in slightly better condition, but was also nearing his limit.
Forcing a reassuring smile, he cautioned, "Even when it's almost over, be careful."
He said this not only to himself and the person in the driver's seat next to him, but also to his heavily armed and exhausted companion in the trunk.
After all, the real snake eyes were assigned to their squad.
With one arm draped over the lowered car window, the executive in the driver's seat looked toward the Adjudication Bureau, one of the "Four Guardians" of V City, and clicked his tongue, saying, "Tell me, if something goes wrong here, wouldn't Yuan Jianxing also be implicated?"
“Difficult.” The executive in the passenger seat shook his head. “Judging from the documents issued from above, as long as the snake eye is not delivered to the Trial Bureau and Yuan Jianxing does not sign the handover documents, then any problems will be the responsibility of the Second Trial Bureau.”
"It's always like this," the executive in the driver's seat chuckled. "Or rather, it's always like this."
"After all, he's a star figure in the Adjudication Bureau. How can we let him get involved in something so trivial?" The executive in the passenger seat shrugged.
"Alright, let's put this behind us." Pushing open the car door, the executive in the driver's seat jumped to the ground. "There's still some time before we gather and set off again. I'm going to the restroom."
The executive in the passenger seat nodded. "Go and come back quickly. On the next leg of the journey, it'll be our turn to guard Snake Eye from the back."
With a casual reply, the executive in the driver's seat stretched his arms and legs and walked toward the rest area.
Stepping onto the pedestrian bridge made of tightly joined stainless steel panels, the executive couldn't help but be drawn to the scene below.
This place truly lives up to its reputation as V City's largest transit hub. Cargo planes, trains, trucks of all sizes, and even drones can all find pre-planned service locations here.
Despite its enormous capacity and throughput, the entire area is remarkably orderly, as if no congestion or accident has ever occurred since its construction.
The administrators of L City should really come and learn about the infrastructure here, and see what "urban planning" is all about, instead of trying to make a fuss about that tiny port.
After muttering this to himself, the executive officer continued walking towards his original destination.
It was lunchtime, and the rich aroma of the mixed food wafted into his nostrils on the wind.
The executive swallowed subconsciously; his stomach, which was already prone to acid reflux due to years of irregular eating habits, shrank even further.
To prevent the officers in charge of escorting them from being knocked out by unclean food, they could only eat pre-prepared artificial compressed food and bagged purified water along the way.
Actually, in terms of taste alone, this artificial compressed food doesn't taste bad at all; it's even better than some ordinary home-cooked stir-fries.
But for any normal person, eating this stuff three or more times in a row would be worse than death.
Fortunately, all of this is about to end!
Once they've officially finished their assignment, these guys will definitely take this opportunity to explore V City, which is known as "a dazzling world of color, a place you won't find again in a thousand and one nights."
With such a relaxed and cheerful mood, the executive stepped into the public restroom.
What greeted him was a vibrant orange-red, as intense as a sunset, interspersed with touches of white.
What is that?!
The executive officer, who had been somewhat distracted, instantly perked up, focused his gaze on the orange-red color, and then looked down.
Below the orange-red is a face that is stunning at first glance, but upon closer inspection it is somewhat like any other internet celebrity, but to be honest, it is quite beautiful.
Further down, there's a smooth neck, a delicate Adam's apple, and two prominent collarbones.
The executive thought to himself with disdain that he could knock two chairs away with a single punch, and then strode into the public restroom.
Just as the person was rinsing the water in the cubicle, a loud noise came from outside as the water jet from the faucet vigorously washed over the basin in the lower central control unit.
The noise continued incessantly, even after the person finished.
Who is it that's wasting water like this?
Thinking this, the executive officer glanced impatiently outside.
Who else could it be but that guy with the orange hair?
Tsk, it seems he's not only a lowly waiter who could easily knock two people away with one punch, but also a lowly waiter with no sense of public morality.
"Hey!" Having fastened his belt, the executive strode out, ready to teach the orange-haired man a lesson. "Didn't your teacher teach you to conserve water..."
However, upon seeing the items that the waiter had casually tossed onto the sink, his eyes widened instantly, and he even bit off the rest of his rebuke.
Upon hearing this, Fu Ze turned off the tap, shook the water droplets off his hands, and gently picked up the two starlights with his index and middle fingers. Without turning around, he simply used the reflection in the mirror to gesture to the executive officer.
"know?"
He said the tone of those two words was exactly the same as that of Yuan Jianxing at the time.
The officer placed his hand on the pistol behind his waist and cautiously sized up Fu Ze.
He recognized the collar chain and Yuan Jianxing, though it was only one-sided in both cases.
At least in his memory, there was no other executive in V City who could wear an ornament of this level.
So who exactly is this person in front of us?
"Don't misunderstand, this is indeed not mine." Fu Ze smiled slightly, turned around to face the executive officer, "I came here to pay my respects on behalf of someone."
The executive officer suddenly realized that this made sense.
Recalling the discussions with his companions, at least according to the agreement reached between the two adjudication bureaus, Hara Mihoshi could not officially appear in his official capacity until Snake Eyes was escorted into the gates of the Adjudication Bureau.
But as an executive, he must be familiar with Cummins' classic practices, so it's normal for him to have some concerns.
In addition, the snake eye has already been transported to V City. If something goes wrong here, even if Yuan Jianxing's procedures are flawless, it will inevitably become a topic of discussion.
However, due to the rules, he couldn't show himself directly, so he found a stand-in to relay the instructions.
Upon closer inspection, although the waiter's outer garment was flamboyant, he was still wearing the standard white twill shirt worn by executives.
I was too careless. If I had run into someone knowledgeable, I would have been exposed.
Seeing that the atmosphere had been set, Fu Ze stopped trying to gain the other party's trust and asked directly, "What is Snake Eyes' current condition?"
"Still the same shameless person you are," the executive said irritably. "All the way here, you're either complaining that your wrists hurt or that the air in the car is bad. You never stop except when you're sleeping."
Fu Ze smiled but remained silent.
Presumably to prevent the escort plane from being interfered with by Cummins' EMP equipment and landing in some deserted place, and also to avoid the convoy being blown up and overturned into the water when passing through the L City Bridge, this operation to escort Snake Eyes from L City to V City took the entire land route, even at the cost of taking a long detour.
As a result, a journey that should have taken two days ended up taking four.
The journey was so bumpy that even the executives, who had undergone professional physical training, couldn't withstand it, let alone Snake Eyes, who was used to a life of luxury.
Fu Ze took something out of his pocket and put it on the platform beside him, gesturing with his eyes, "Here, take this to satisfy his craving, it'll at least buy him a few minutes of peace."
The executive took a closer look and saw that it was an unopened pack of cigarettes, a type of homemade cigarette only sold in L City.
These homemade cigarettes are incredibly strong, and most people can't handle them, but guys like Snake Eyes, who live a life of constant danger and debauchery, actually prefer them.
How could Yuan Jianxing actually get his hands on something like this in V City? That's a bit unexpected.
Moreover, judging from the quantity, this box full of twenty cigarettes is indeed enough to keep Snake Eyes shut until he arrives at the Adjudication Bureau.
Although he was somewhat tempted, the executive officer did not take the pack of cigarettes.
"This... isn't against the rules?" His gaze shifted back and forth between Fu Ze's face and the starlight on his fingertips, assessing the consequences of this action.
"In V City, rules aren't something everyone has to follow." Relying on the fact that he wouldn't be held accountable later, Fu Ze, acting like a bully, began to spout arrogant words.
Upon hearing this argument, the executive on the other end of the line felt a slight jolt.
This Yuan Jianxing is incredibly arrogant!
At the same time, a rebellious spirit, born from various factors, arose in his heart.
"Just kidding." The most important thing in emotional tug-of-war is to stop when you've reached your goal. Fu Ze, having achieved his objective, also knew when to stop. "You can think of this as making some preparations for later work, and dissolving Snake Eyes's inner defensiveness and resistance in advance."
That reason is quite reasonable.
Seeing the other person put the cigarette case into their pocket, Fu Ze also put away the collar pendant and gracefully walked past them.
Suddenly, Fu Ze stopped and turned slightly to the side, prompting the others, "Hurry back, don't keep everyone waiting too long. The sooner you finish your task, the more free time you'll have, right?"
Just then, the setting sun in the distance was cut off by a large, unexpected cloud.
Above the dome, the orange-yellow that was originally boiling like molten gold was divided into countless ambiguous colors such as shrimp red, purple-scarlet, and blue-gray, which were splashed layer upon layer on the boundless canvas built by the evening mist.
V City in the center of the canvas is like a giant crystal forest rising from the ground, greedily capturing the fleeting daylight and the streetlights that light up one after another like stars with its glass curtain walls that resemble countless prisms.
Under the influence of these factors, the originally unconscious light also gained life and direction at this moment, leaping, colliding, and intertwining joyfully, and finally converging precisely on Fu Ze who was standing there.
The ever-changing light and shadow flickered around Fu Ze, gently enveloping him as if through countless tiny fragments of stained glass from a church.
This hazy, warm, and slightly grainy texture, imbued with the patina of time, makes him appear as if frozen in a roll of antique film, weathered by the years and shimmering with a yellowish glow.
However, the portraits on film cannot have such a vibrant pulse of life, nor can they reveal the tender and lively smile on the person's face at this moment.
With a slight movement of his thin lips, Fu Ze said softly, "Welcome to V City."
The executive officer's heart was struck by something profound, and he no longer had any doubts.
Watching the executive officer disappear quickly into the endless stream of traffic, Fu Ze leisurely took out his phone.
There was a constantly moving red dot on the lit-up phone screen.
The red dot moved from the public rest area toward the truck turnover area, and after a few minutes it settled in one place.
Simultaneously accessing the monitoring data of the nearest transfer hub, Fu Ze zoomed in to examine the location of the red dot.
Although the armored truck's exterior was indeed convincingly fake, a closer look revealed some inconspicuous pre-drilled holes for mounting guns and cannons.
Fu Ze took a screenshot of the surveillance footage, pasted it below the coordinates of the red dot, and finally jumped back to the top of the text message, typing five words:
"The snake's eyes are here."
After confirming that the message had been successfully sent, Fu Ze pulled out the SIM card, threw it on the ground, crushed it into pieces with his foot, and kicked it into the drain under the sink at the far end of the room.
A note from the author:
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Fu Xiaozhe, you are an exceptionally beautiful Fu Xiaozhe. [shy]
Of course, Brother Xing is also an exceptionally handsome Brother Xing. [Sunglasses]
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