Night Hacker

   Chapter 162 Superman Research Association

   "Miss Caiyin, I'm here to find Mr. Angel, and I'll order him for one night."

   After ten days, Elizabeth walked into the Licai Club on Shouhui Street again in light this morning. As soon as she entered the lively hall with dazzling lights, Miss Caiyin who came to greet her told her to order a cowherd.

   This is not only her strategy, but also the meaning of the master.

Master   's guidance says "study". She is active in Kabukicho these days, and the sportsman angel has something to do with learning.

   "I'm sorry." Miss Caiyin said with a smile, "Angel has gone on a business trip."

   "Oh..." thought Elizabeth, which was not a coincidence. "When will he be back?"

"That's not a good idea. Someone asked him to go out and play with him, and he will come back when he has had enough fun." Miss Caiyin added, "Why don't I ask others to accompany you? We have other great cowherds here. ."

   Do you want to play with me? Elizabeth understands, that is, some female client has packaged Mr. Angel out.

  It’s normal to come here, Mr. Angel is a doll, and this is his job.

   "No, I'm here to find Angel. When he comes back, please call me and let me know. Don't let him pick up other guests. I've made an appointment for him, okay?"

  If there is no breakthrough from the extraordinary cowherd, there will be no ordinary cowherd, and Elizabeth will not be fooled.

   She knew that it was of no use to a legendary character like Miss Caiyin.

   "No problem, I'll make an appointment for you." Miss Caiyin said, "I'll let you know as soon as the angel comes back."

  Since she was free, Elizabeth sat for a while, drank a beer and left.

   Then, she went to Diva's Den Bar, where different bars and clubs on the street have different cultures.

   "Rei Cai", "Elephant", "Singer's Nest", "Juan Wan"... These are all different.

  It was in the Diva's lair that Elizabeth heard the latest news that a major conflict broke out on the freight railway in the early morning.

   She inquired about some relevant news on the street during the day. In the evening, she went back to the headquarters of the Red Rain Investigation Department in Jianggu District, and read some known information inside Seth that she could see with her own authority.

   That was Wilderness’s counterattack, and the intelligence showed that Wilderness’s combined convoy managed to **** a lot of “goods”.

   This caused a lot of losses to the bank, and many mobile task forces in the wilderness suffered heavy casualties. There was also a "Xenogeneic Squad" involved in the experimental project of the Superhuman Research Association. A team of nine rudimentary species were all killed.

   This matter has caused a little bit of attention within the bank.

   Once you can have it twice, Wilderness showed its ability to fight back today.

   And Anzhou Freight Railway is an economic channel. A large section of the road was bombed like this today, and it took a day or two to repair it, which caused economic losses that the goods could not be circulated.

   The situation of the alien squad is classified, but her authority is just enough to know, but...

   "Since I can know with my authority, it means that there is no secret to it."

   Elizabeth leaned on the office chair and pondered the situation, "This is supposed to be exposed to the world. There are many other cards in the bank that can be played, and my authority is unclear."

   "New World Superhuman Research Association", referred to as the Superhuman Research Association.

   "goods", what a dazzling name.

   She called in Judy Dickinson, who was guarding outside the office, and did not forget the master's instructions. Only stupid people in the bank would follow her.

  Judy Dickinson, who is a complete idiot, but who knows the wilderness and Mobile Task Forces very well.

   As early as the day when she was running around the bar, Judy knew about this morning's big conflict, and her expressionless face was slightly heavy. No matter how much the other party knew, Elizabeth shared some known information.

   "Miss Sterling, don't tell me what I don't have enough authority to know..." Judy was reluctant to listen.

   "The nature of information is freedom." Elizabeth still said it, but not to share, but to ask the other party a question: "Human cargo, what order is this?"

  Judy's pupils twitched slightly before saying, "I don't know. I and the Superman Research Association have never been the same department, I can't see everything, I'm just a piece of the puzzle in the order."

The teachers of the    Nurturing Institute had already told them this truth when they were very young.

  Trust, Obedience, Discipline, when a good puzzle is a contribution, the bank always needs a lot of people to be the puzzle.

   Making decisions is a joint district business, and what they do is carry out tasks.

   "If this is what you call the epoch order." Elizabeth pressed repeatedly, "What kind of order is this?"

   An imperceptible daze flashed in Judy's eyes, "This system will make mistakes, but the bank mother will correct them."

   "The system corrects errors, that's what I'm doing." Elizabeth said, "The banking system is made up of people. To be precise, it's not the system that corrects errors, it's people. You believe in error correction, why don't you believe me?"

   Sometimes, she gets a little mad at Judy's rigid attitude.

   But it also made her reflect on herself, not only saving the street people, but also the people who lost their way in the bank.

   "With all due respect," Judy said, "Miss Sterling, you don't know a lot. You are also a puzzle piece."

   Elizabeth was silent, in a certain way, she couldn't refute Judy's words.

   She stood up from the office chair, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the neon night street scene outside.

   "You're partly right. Although I'm a potential heir to Seth, I've never been in the blood eater's circle. Let alone the United District, I don't know what association activities other potential heirs have.

   "There is also this Superman Research Association, which I don't even know about. I didn't know its brutality until today."

   Elisabeth said, trying to keep her words as quiet as possible.

   Just this night, just now, how much blood are those blood eaters eating? she does not know.

   Many people on the street thought she was "Princess Seth", so she must know the whole picture of the bank, how is that possible.

   She can tell a lot about Angel, but she knows very little.

   An organization like the Superman Research Association, which is affiliated with a bank, but directly under the responsibility of the United District, is not something she can intervene in, or even understand.

   Elizabeth has been interested in extraordinary things since she was a child, and especially likes to study the origin, but she has never been in contact with this organization.

   She only heard that all kinds of cutting-edge research is being done there to ensure that the technology mastered by the bank is in a leading position.

  New programs, advanced programs, new occupations, strange objects, aliens and other fields are all being researched.

   No matter the streets or the wilderness, there have been many strong and strange people, but the reason why the bank can continue to monopolize, in addition to economic and military power, is indeed the leading extraordinary power, those cards she does not know.

   The mystery of the twelfth house may have been known to the United District.

   "But, aren't some things obvious." Elizabeth added, "In this order, who will benefit, who will be? Is it a member of the Wilderness Task Force? It shouldn't be.

   "A lot of people were injured in this conflict, and some of them were also neurologically damaged. They didn't just drop to third gear, but to second gear and first gear. They have to step back, where will they go? I don't know.

   "But Judy, I daresay not everyone is as lucky as you are. At least, I hope I can help you."

  Judy fell silent, yes, there will be another group of people who will retreat, some of whom should be people she knows.

   Those siblings, where will they go…

  Why only those who are downgraded to the third gear have new appointments, she doesn't know.

   Society for Superman Studies... The name flashed by and brought a bad feeling, but she was just a piece of the puzzle.

   Judy looked at the eldest lady, who was also considered a high-ranking lady, and suddenly realized that this might be an opportunity.

   "Miss Sterling, I would like to have a chance to treat my damaged nerve," she said. "If you can help me, if not a complete cure, but an improvement in relief, I would be grateful."

   Elizabeth thought, this was the first time Judy had said such a thing to her.

  Nerve therapy is Judy's desire, and it may also be a wish for Miss Caiyin.

   These are all breakthroughs. Judy is a loyal person, and loyal people will repay their kindness; on the street, people pay attention to favors. If Miss Caiyin owes her favors, the situation will be very different.

   is not a cure, but an improvement in remission... This may be her chance to open up the situation, although it is very slim.

The   Superhuman Research Association may have a solution, and Judy's request may be because of this.

   Elizabeth pondered for a while, asked the old mama, and applied to the United District, it was useless, she did not have the authority, it would not work.

   It's up to you... the street?

   "I've heard that Dongtu people's neurotherapy is particularly powerful."

   At this moment, Elizabeth called Master Wuzhen and Taoist Yucheng, who were also at the headquarters of the Investigation Department, to the office.

  The matter of Dongtu Street, they know better.

   However, after listening to her question, the two remained silent.

   "Poor monks have no such relationship." After monk Wuzhen said, he moved the beads and murmured the Buddhist scriptures.

"Leader, Pindao has something to say. If the neurotherapy on the street is useful, the results have already been taken away by the bank. You should ask the Superman Research Association. That kind of place has such skills." good words.

   "It's not a cure, it's an improvement." Elizabeth didn't give up, "A little home remedy is fine."

   At the same time, the silent Judy was also slightly nervous.

"Pin Dao is a cook, so I'm quite clear about this." Daoist Yucheng shook his head, "Those so-called remedies are just mixed with some overclocking food, they seem to be effective at first, but the results will only get worse and worse. The powerful neuroscientist of the Eastern natives is no longer on the street, but in the bank.

   "There are those kinds of underground clinics that give people neurotransformation, but it's just a tossing of life and death, and it takes relationships to find them. As the head of the group, as well as Miss Dickinson's identity, no one is willing to take risks."

  Judy is like a drowning person. Seeing that the straw she just grabbed was about to sink again, she couldn't help struggling and said:

"There is a rumor, 'The Food Maker', I heard that he used to be a member of the Superman Research Association, but later defected and hid in Dongtu Street. He is a cook and knows how to make extraordinary elixir that can cure nerves. ...but no one knows who he is or where he is."

   "The strange man who made food is just a legend." Yu Cheng sighed, "Like all kinds of strange people, you can't find it."

   Low Kochi people, people who make food, strange people like that.

  Some have really existed, and some have only existed in legends.

   Making Food Wonders is just a beautiful imagination and an illusory hope for Dongtu people’s neurotherapy on the street.

   Even if there is such a strange person, it is always the strange person who shows up to find others, not that others can find the strange person.

   "Try it." Elizabeth didn't dare to expect to find a food maker at once, but actually expected an underground clinic, but how would she know if she didn't try it?

  Before she entered the boxing area, no one except the master knew that she could get the sword treasure.

"Daoist Yucheng, I would like to ask you to ask about the relationship in this regard, whether it's a recipe or a strange person, and see if anyone is willing to take care of me and ask them to make conditions. I'll consider it. "

   "Poor Dao, do your best." Daoist Yucheng sighed again, really not holding out much hope.

   "User unhappy rises, activate troll mode."

At this time, Jianbao, who was placed on the desk, suddenly made an electronically synthesized voice and said, "Instead of looking for the strange man of food, it is better to look for the strange man of the Cowherd. According to the Niulangdian, the Cowherd is the one who heals women. "

   "Jianbao..." Elizabeth dragged her voice.

   Now Yucheng and Judy know that this strange thing sword was joking again at an inopportune time.

   "The Great Sun Tathagata." Monk Wuzhen felt something, "It's not a nerve injury, but a heartbreak. This sword is mysterious."

   Because of the holiday banquet, the update is a little late, and the update will be updated at 12:00 noon tomorrow morning, everyone forgive me~

   (end of this chapter)