Chapter 190 Holographic Electronic Rose 11 I Have a Home
"Bev..."
In the gloomy day, in the slightly hazy and humid rain, nothing can be seen clearly except the swaying neon lights. Two people, one tall and one short, are wearing long coats made of plastic cloth, with hoods and masks. Water vapor condenses on the surface, meandering to the corners of their clothes and dripping.
A cold white light flashed not far away, and then I could see clearly that there was red blood on the coat mixed with raindrops falling to the ground.
The half-dead man curled up in the corner, sparks flying from his broken arm, and he trembled and repeated the syllable.
"Bev... Bev... I'm really thinking about it. I'm really thinking about it..."
Yanze drew out the tone lazily, and swung the wrench in his hand, causing more blood to fall to the ground.
"Yeah, yeah - think about it, we're not in too much of a hurry."
07, who was standing next to him, crossed his arms and said nothing. He just reached out and wiped away the blood stains on Yan Ze's face.
The man had been stripped of all his clothes, but it was clear that the wires and tubes of his prosthesis were made of high-quality material. Yanze scanned the area.
[Biological chip identification: Produced by Pro Company, used by internal technical personnel, with a high level of confidentiality]
Yanze squatted in front of him impatiently, knocked the ground twice with the wrench, and looked up at 07.
"How long have you given him?"
07 raised his hand and glanced at the mechanical watch: "Five seconds."
07 His eyes were calm, and the green light on the small black square box in his hand was always on. He looked like he was not going to do anything, but in fact, the gun in his right hand was already loaded. As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed it at the man's legs and shot him in the middle.
"I'll help you urge it."
07 The tone was casual and relaxed, with screams and painful wails mixed with blood.
Yan Ze had no sympathy at all. When he found this thing, he was taking off his pants in the room. There were several naked and bruised teenage girls and boys tied to the bed.
"Did you remember?"
07's leather boots avoided his bloodstains, and his tone turned cold. Before he could say another word, the man on the ground, covered in cold sweat, was already screaming loudly with tears.
"I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything! I'll tell you whatever you want to know!"
"There is no one named Bev in the Pro Technology R&D department! None of the three previous supervisors had this name!"
Yanze just raised his hand with the wrench, and the man howled again: "There really is no such person! Really!"
Yanze turned around and looked at 07. 07 glanced at the holographic screen that popped up from the black box and nodded to Yanze. This man was telling the truth, or at least he thought it was the truth.
"Who is responsible for the serial numbers of your android series starting with BF?"
Yan Ze's number is special, not only is the code special, but there are also two initials with unknown meanings. At least the existing database cannot retrieve this string of codes, so Yan Ze is an illegal resident from the perspective of a bionic person.
Due to the continuous blood loss, the man's face turned pale and an expression of confusion appeared on his face.
"What? What BF?" He took a breath and said, "As far as I know, there has never been a series of R&D models starting with BF."
07 and Yan Ze looked at each other, and were not surprised by this answer. 07 held the signal receiver close to his neck behind his ear.
In fact, hacking into his biological data could yield more complete and detailed information, but generally speaking, for technical personnel in large companies like theirs, any form of access to their brain-computers would trigger an alarm.
"You...you guys, don't be impulsive...I...I don't know, but...but the internal R&D machine that I don't know must be in charge of the department above Pro, I can..."
For him, the fact that the two kidnappers hacked into his brain without bothering to trigger the alarm device only meant that they had no intention of sparing his life.
Yanze pinched his chin, patted his cheek, and warned him impatiently.
"Then spit out something useful, saving us the trouble."
07 pinched Yanze's wrist in disapproval, glanced at the man lying on the ground, and uttered one word: "Dirty."
07's eyes were different from the usual calm and indifferent ones, and seemed to be more cold. Yan Ze was aroused to explore again.
"Wait!" The man looked at the gun pointed at his head in horror. "Before the company changed, there was a hidden team in the R&D department, directly under Mrs. Pro."
07 loaded the gun without any hesitation, Yan Ze listened quietly to the new name.
Mrs. Pro...Everyone in Blue Lake City who knows a little about Pro Company knows this name.
The founders of Pro are a couple. The wife has the technology, while the husband knows better how to use it.
When the Pro Company was at its peak, Mr. Pro died in an assassination, and Mrs. Pro also lost their young son in the assassination.
But after that, Mrs. Pro stepped out from behind the scenes and took over Pro until Harder joined the company.
Obviously, Had didn't have his father's courage, nor his mother's talent. After he joined Pro, he was squeezed by the top management and had to look at people's faces everywhere.
"No, no... don't kill me! The R&D team was disbanded after Madam left, but the core data is gone! The serial number you are looking for can only be an internal test product from Madam's R&D team..."
07 raised his eyebrows and looked at the silent Yan Ze. His finger on the trigger loosened and he asked him in a deep voice.
“The year the R&D team was disbanded.”
"2079! I remember it clearly. It happened in January of 1979."
Yanze's number, BF-7912
Just then, the receiver beeped twice.
Before I could digest it, the hysterical man in front of me suddenly calmed down strangely. His tearful expression suddenly stiffened and his facial muscles twitched unnaturally.
Yan Ze's brows jumped, he snatched 07's gun and fired three shots at the man, each shot hitting his head accurately. The huge impact force made half of the man's head disappear, leaving only a bloody mess of flesh and blood with wires embedded with biological components.
Before they could leave, the man's mouth strangely began to open and close, and he began to speak intermittently...
"Go home...go home..."
Yan Ze had already turned around. They must have triggered the alarm device, and Pro's dog would catch up soon.
07 looked at Yan Ze, stretched out his hand to pull it away quickly. Just after taking a few steps, an explosion was heard behind him.
The remaining half of the corpse's head was gone, and the alarm sounded. Yanze and 07 stood on a passing intercity train and looked down through the glass window.
There was a crowd of people, and a single eye slowly jumped out of the car window, which was the logo of Pro. From a high altitude, they were always blurry, and the black dots under the neon sign disappeared quickly from the field of vision.
"It seems that you had a home and an owner before."
Yan Ze was lost in thought when 07's voice suddenly drew his attention back. Yan Ze frowned, feeling that his tone was strange.
"No owner." Yan Ze answered him very affirmatively, and thought about the word "home" again.
"I do have a family."
07 I lowered my head to look at Yan Ze’s expression under his hood. Under the complicated neon lights and shadows, there was no hesitation or thought in his expression, as if it was supposed to be this way.
"Home." 07 repeated the word with an ambiguous tone, and then continued in a normal tone: "It's not that just because you were bought back and met a good employer that it can be called...home."
This time it was Yanze's turn to look at 07's expression. He was looking at him with his head slightly lowered. The train went dark for a moment, and 07's black eyes were hidden in the shadow cast by his brow bone. Only the corners of his lips could be seen clearly.
Yan Ze once again smelled a signal of desire, waiting for it to move one step closer to 07 with just one word and establish some kind of connection.
"Then what do you think home is?" Yan Ze assured him that his tone was not very good and glanced at the long scar on 07's brow.
"A house full of old things?" Yan Ze was upset and rudely defined the moment as disgusted with 07's questioning.
07 Without moving his eyes away, he showed a sudden realization of reminiscence. Yan Ze felt the chip in his heart getting hot amid the clanging sounds.
They arrived at the place in relative silence. They were going to the place where mercenaries and gangs gathered to inquire about information and investigate the "Pro lady".
It is reasonable to say that everyone knows about famous people, so why bother to investigate, but Mrs. Pro is different. She rarely appears in public, and does not seem to be power-hungry. She withdrew from the company's management very early, and since then no one knows where she is or what she is doing.
In Blue Lake City, it can be very easy or extremely difficult to track down someone.
"Old rules."
Yanze and 07 had just sat down when a half-broken machine came over with a creaking sound. 07 reached out and knocked three times on the greasy tabletop, then whispered three words.
Yanze didn't pay attention to these things. He sat at the fast food stall on the street and looked out.
There aren’t as many holographic screens that cause excessive light pollution in the old city, and old light-sign-style advertisements can be seen everywhere on the streets, most of which are fast-food restaurants.
Even though it was late at night, there were enough people here to hide two people in a hurry.
Signs and old electrical wires cluttered up most of the sky, leaving no place for a hovercraft to land.
This stall owner was able to open a shop here, and it seems that he is a well-known figure in this old street.
Yan Ze was watching intently, and suddenly turned his head to look sharply to the side and behind him.
It met the eyes of a child who was only as tall as the table. The child looked at it straight and then suddenly smiled.
Yanze subconsciously smiled as a greeting, but when he subconsciously glanced around, he saw a prompt pop up in front of him.
【Bionic man**, common product】
"elder brother."
Yan Ze wanted to decode further, but the child stepped forward and grabbed its hand. 07 vigilantly grabbed Yan Ze's wrist that was on his leg and took the bowl handed over by the serving robot with one hand.
"Got it, let's go."
Yanze broke free from its hand and was dragged away by 07.
After walking a long way, Yan Ze was still looking back anxiously, but the small figure had disappeared among the crowd and streets.
"I found an address. Shall we go check it out now? It's not far."
07 fiddled with the things in his hands, but still held Yan Ze tightly without letting go for a moment.
Yanze suddenly stopped, pulled him hard, and looked at 07 intently.
07 in front of it lowered his head slightly and looked at it, with the indifference and vague defensiveness that he had when they first met completely gone from his expression.
Yan Ze glanced at his face and moved his gaze slightly downward. A line of fluorescent green font was marked in the lower left corner of his field of vision.
[Face recognition: matched with Pro database...verification successful]
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