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The phrase "it is difficult for people in slums to catch" is only confined to local "aborigines", but outsiders like him may be as eye-catching as a light bulb in the dark just a few months ago … He also heard that there is a special profession in slums called "stalking". These people pay special attention to the "new faces" emerging in their own territory. If someone traces them here later, they will be willing to change their whereabouts into materials or trust points.
In addition to the criminals who are wanted by the government, there are also criminals who owe money, gang members who are hunted down by their enemies, and unfortunate people who are not to be taunted by accident … These various people flow into the slums in large numbers every day, loitering and stalking on weekdays, and earning a living by reselling their information.
Shi Chuanhui thought about his current identity or a member of a returnee organization with no criminal record. He should not let the guard fight on his own, but it is best to avoid trouble.
Shi Chuanhui took his watch and handed it to the porter and said, "I just found out that I seem to have forgotten to bring the information terminal. Please take this watch to the car, and consider the extra part as a small one for you."
"watch?" The porter looked through the watch. "I don’t know how much this thing is worth. Besides, you have worn this watch for many years at a glance … can it be worth 500?"
"This is a precision mechanical watch. When I bought it, it cost more than 3,000 credits. Now it’s worth more than 1,000 credits. Why are you going to send it to the appraisal?" Shi Chuanhui frowned and said some unhappily
"More than three thousand?" The porter swallowed greedily and quickly put the watch into his pocket. "It must be the real thing if you wear it in a society like you. If you don’t identify it, don’t identify it. Please hurry and find a place to sit still. We will start in five minutes."
The porter turned around and was about to remind the door of something, adding, "Oh, yes, there are a few things that need to be made clear to you first. This car will not stop until it reaches the end. It may take a long time to fight again. It may be a little boring. You may have to bear it yourself. Also, the road may be a little bumpy. Be careful. If you bump into it, we will not be responsible … After all, in principle, the truck can’t be manned. I’m taking the risk of violating the rules. I hope you won’t make an exception."
"Know" Shi Chuanhui freely should way.
"Bang" a car door was caught in the dark in the carriage.
Good Ishikawa Hui’s figure is not strong, nor is it common for middle-aged men to have a big belly and a wide gap of 30 cm. Although it is not plentiful, it is not enough to put him in the folder. He groped for a fairly clean plastic box, put bread bag aside and took out the information terminal in his pocket.
Light up the screen, he browsed the mailbox for the last time and didn’t receive an email from the guard asking him to surrender, which means that he hasn’t been listed on the wanted list for the time being.
Ishikawa Hui was relieved to take out the chip in the information terminal and snap it-although he made this information terminal claim to be traceable and anti-positioning, since it is an information terminal, it can’t be connected to the communication base. When the time comes, the guard will need to judge his position by looking at which communication base his information terminal is connected to.
Accompanied by a burst of alarm, the freight train slowly accelerated out of the car, and when it started, Shi Chuanhui was caught off guard, and a big bag swelled on the forehead of the opposite box-compared with the self-adaptive seat high-grade light rail with buffer device, the structure of this industrial freight train is really simple and straightforward.
However, it is also said that this kind of freight transportation means needs to be fast, strong enough and large in transportation volume, and other problems are not considered at all.
Although I was psychologically prepared early in the morning, the uncomfortable feeling after the car bumped made Shi Chuanhui feel miserable … After two and a half hours’ drive, he felt that his life had been shaken off, and he vomited four times all the way. Not only the car floor and the plastic container were covered with vomit, but even his own expensive long windbreaker was not lucky.
When the porter knocked on the carriage door again, his eyes were full of disgust and disgust, but fortunately, he didn’t say much and didn’t let Shi Chuanhui stay and clean it-probably because he was afraid that Shi Chuanhui would regret redeeming the Seiko Watch, so he waved a rag and swore at people.
Shi Chuanhui, who was driven out of the East 10 District for freight transfer, walked quickly towards the black market without stopping-it was not his first time to come to the East 10 District, and he bought the raw materials needed for the experiment. He has been to the black market in the East 10 District many times, and this black market is located in the middle of the slum.
As soon as he entered the slum, he saw two little boys sitting on the side of the road, playing with metal pieces that looked like they had been removed from a machine, but their eyes sneaked past everyone passing by-Shi Chuanhui knew that these two little boys were the so-called "stalking"
The guys who can be a "stalker" have a certain talent. The two most important things are that their eyes should be sharp and their memories should be good … Seeing these two little boys looking at their side, Shi Chuanhui quickly raised his holding bag to cover his face.
Passing through the entrance is the "shed area" which accounts for two thirds of the slum area. This area is reserved for construction, but it has been "owned" by the slum people for a long time because of its little value.
There are a lot of suggestions for shacks. All kinds of old clothes are put up outside the shacks. Garbage and feces can be seen everywhere-this scene is a bit like "Hoover Village" during the Great Depression in the old era (note 1)
Shi Chuanhui is not worried that he will look very abrupt in this environment-many social people often come to the slums, and some people want to buy things that can only be bought in the black market, just like before; Some people are recruiting cheap labor, bodyguards and thugs; Others are "having fun"
After all, the slums can be regarded as the "legal zone" of the Ark. Even if you commit a murder or a strong felony here, you can easily settle it if you have money, not to mention that the guard will not come to the door and even leave a criminal record.
Ishikawa Hui didn’t stop. He went straight through the shed and walked to a cross-interface abandoned RV. He raised his hand and knocked on the window on the left side of the RV for three times.
"Crunch" A window was pushed away from the test. A wrinkled woman’s face appeared in the window. When she opened her mouth, an unpleasant smell floated out of the mouth full of yellow teeth. "Buy or sell?"
"Both" Shi Chuanhui’s novel way
"You’re lucky. There’s just a trade fair going on now. Come on in." The old woman finished the rear door of the RV.
This RV is actually welded to the ground. The bottom of the RV is a passage to the ground, where the black market is located.
Shi Chuanhui walked along the steps to the underground black market. At this time, hundreds of people had gathered. Some people sat on the roadside floor and sat in front of them with some rubbish that they called "baby" from nowhere. More people took their time to stroll around a booth from time to time, stopping for a few seconds to ask a few questions and then continuing to wander around.
Except for those "old brands" with fixed storefronts, the turnover of mobile vendors is very small.
Ishikawa Hui didn’t pay attention to those stalls and directly found a store-buying bank, pushed the door and went in.
"What to sell?" The owner of the acquisition bank is a middle-aged man in his forties. At this time, he was sitting behind the counter playing games. When he saw Shi Chuanhui come in and looked up at him, he continued to focus on the screen and the handle.
"I wear this dress," Ishikawa said. "I can sell it or exchange it."
He is sure that his face has not been "stalked", but this dress will definitely be remembered by them. It is urgent to change it if you want to hide your identity.
"Burberry cashmere windbreaker … seems to be a little old and badly worn in the winter of 1999 … yeah, the most important thing is how there are so many dirty things … I said you didn’t steal this dress, did you?"
"Isn’t the acquisition bank never asking about the origin of things?" Ishikawa Hui frown way
"I just casually said that it’s your business not to answer." The boss waved his hand. "Things are ok, but I have to spend money to send them to dry cleaning, maintenance and repair … It’s a lot of money. I’m afraid the price won’t satisfy you … In other words, what do you want to change?"
"A suit of the same size, a notebook and a set of standard chemical experimental instruments"
Fan Waizhang "Black Technology"
"Chemical experimental instruments?" After hearing this word, the boss stopped the game directly and looked up. "Are you a pharmacist?"
The "pharmacist" in the black market is an incredible occupation … Here, "pharmacist" refers to a slang word that represents an illegal occupation rather than a person who knows how to mix various drugs.
Generally speaking, people who can be called "pharmacists" in the black market … Nine out of ten are actually "drug makers"
It’s very popular to have this craftsman … but relatively this kind of person often means "trouble"
The boss looked at the door warily and then waved to Shi Chuanhui and said, "Come back."
The boss led Shi Chuanhui to the store, took a suitcase made of engineering plastic at the top of the locker and carefully pushed it in front of Shi Chuanhui.
"This is a set of standard instruments that can support all B or level experiments … Of course, if you don’t like the standard, it’s no problem to prepare some …’ that thing’ …" The boss said to Shi Chuanhui in a low voice.
Shi Chuanhui stretched out his hand and wiped off the thick layer of dust in the handbag, revealing a trademark-it is a "precision industry" production instrument. This company also dabbles in high-precision glassware besides weapons. The only drawback is that the price is too high for ordinary people to afford their things.
"How much is it?" Ishikawa asked.
"Twelve thousand dots or something I think is equivalent," the boss replied decisively.
"I don’t have that much money …" Shi Chuanhui frowned. "Can you find me a cheaper set of appliances?"