Fang Zhiyi followed her around the downtown area. She had enough experience to find a safe route.
When passing by a low house, Mia took out a few candies from her pocket, carefully placed them on the windowsill, and a dirty little hand quickly took the candies away.
"Do you know him?" Fang Zhiyi asked.
Mia nodded. "The ones living there are the Roland sisters, but they're in a miserable state. They probably won't live much longer."
"Why?" Fang Zhiyi was a little surprised that the girl made such a light statement about death.
Mia said as she rummaged through the trash, "They were booked."
"What reservation?"
Mia looked at him with her hands on her hips and said in a teaching tone, "They provide prostitutes. I heard the buyer has already paid."
"What?" Fang Zhiyi's eyes widened. "Where are their parents?"
Mia looked back at the room and said, "The two sisters were sold to those people by their parents."
"So it's great to be rich." Mia sighed, "I'm working hard to make money now." She looked at Fang Zhiyi, "Don't worry, I'll give you a share."
Back in the sewer, watching Mia tinkering with discarded electronic components, Fang Zhiyi suddenly asked, "Don't you think it's unreasonable?"
"What's unreasonable?" Mia was busy with the work at hand.
Fang Zhiyi frowned slightly, feeling a little confused. Yes, this is what an abandoned city looks like. Why is it unreasonable?
The sewer fell silent, with only the metallic sound of parts colliding.
for a long time.
"Okay!" Mia held up the little thing in her hand, "You can sell it tomorrow."
"What is that?" Fang Zhiyi asked.
Mia smiled and showed off her work: "Bomb."
Fang Zhiyi's jaw dropped. Mia could actually make a bomb?
"But it's not very powerful. This is an order I received through an intermediary." Mia's eyes flashed with excitement.
Fang Zhiyi looked at the strangely shaped bomb in her hand and looked at her with some admiration.
The next day, Mia brought Fang Zhiyi and covered her face to go for the transaction. The transaction took place in a dilapidated factory, where several men with the same tattoos on their faces had been waiting for a long time.
A backpack of bombs was exchanged for a little bit of money. Although Mia was not satisfied, she had no choice.
"That's it. No rules apply here. Money is everything." Mia babbled.
Fang Zhiyi turned his head and glanced at those people.
Mia reminded him: "Don't look at them, they are dangerous."
"What are they going to do with the bombs?"
Mia spread her hands. "I don't know. Maybe it's mining, maybe a bank robbery, or maybe... revenge on an enemy? In downtown, murder is a very common thing."
"You should hold an auction," Fang Zhiyi said. "You can make a lot more money." He had seen it on TV before.
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