Night’s Nomenclature

"There's something wrong with you," Qingchen said expressionlessly in the floating car.

"What's wrong with me," Yi asked.

"If you want to date online, just do it online. Why did you single out Bai Fumei from the consortium?" Qingchen asked.

"What do you mean by targeting Bai Fumei who specializes in consortiums? Your wording makes me look like a criminal. I am the warden of 25 federal prisons and I also have social status!" Yiba raised his voice.

"Seat 24, thank you," Qingchen said.

Prison No. 18 had just been destroyed, leaving only 24 of them.

"Furthermore, I suspect that you are messing with me specifically. You know that I am in the shadow war, but you still let me run with another shadow candidate," Qingchen continued to say expressionlessly.

Yi explained seriously: "This is purely an accident. I never do background checks in advance when chatting with girls. That will make the friendship impure."

Qingchen looked out the window and said calmly: "If you really didn't investigate, how would you know that her real name is Qing Shi?"

Yi was silent for a moment: "I really need to be careful when chatting with you. I'm going to start a backup server unit to calculate language logic."

"Excuse me, what should I do now? I'm really scared of the battle below," Qingchen looked below the floating car and saw two rows of bodyguards in black suits standing at the door of Yunji Cafe, each wearing sunglasses. , and communication headsets. .

It's completely like martial law.

"It's okay, you're not plotting against her," Yi said, "You just need to make her believe that there really is such a person in reality."

"Wait a minute, I'm going to show up for you. Why don't you give me a headset to give me remote control? I don't know what to say!" Qingchen said.

"Look at their formation. It's clear that you will be searched in advance when you enter. If you go to rush out and are searched for pocket earplugs, what do you think they will think of you? Maybe they think you are here to assassinate Qingshi. Don’t worry, I can listen through your mobile phone, and if you have any questions, I’ll send you a message to remind you,” said Yi.

"Then you have to show me the chat history between you. Otherwise, what if my chat with her is revealed?" Qingchen frowned.

"Um," Yi said, "The chat history is private, how can I show it to you casually?"

"Okay, even if you don't want to show me the chat history, you still have to tell me your ID," Qingchen said.

"You don't need to know this," Yi said.

Qingchen became suspicious: "How do I feel that you are worried that if I read the chat history and ID, it will lead to your death? Is there anything shameful?!"

Yi was a little anxious: "I am the employer now, and you want to make a deal with me now, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"Since you have the character of a wandering poet, then send me the poems you have written before. I won't be able to remember the poems I wrote before," Qingchen said.

"I have never written poetry," said Yi. "Do wandering poets still need to write poetry?"

"I think you are just afraid that I will laugh at you if you post the poem," Qingchen said, "No, I will use the taboo ACE-005 to change my face and run away. I don't want to die in society with you."

Yi raised her voice again: "No, no one in the Qing family knows you anymore, and you are no longer Qingchen in the Qing family. What are you worried about? And I have already sent her your photo. I can feel her looking at it." After seeing your photos, my typing speed has obviously become faster! Normally, it is 49 words per minute, but after seeing the photos, it is 67 words per minute, which shows that she is very satisfied!"

Qingchen is fascinated, can artificial intelligence allow unscrupulous big data online dating?

Just as the two of them were talking, the floating car was slowly falling downwards. Qingchen suddenly thought of something: "Wait a minute, if there is any consumption during the run, whose responsibility is it?!"

"I will switch the payment method on your mobile phone to my account," Yi said, "all the consumption incurred during the period will be charged to my account."

"What if you don't have enough money in your account?" Qingchen asked.

"Who are you looking down on?" One said: "I am a well-known freelance writer throughout the federation. I am the senior editor of Hope Media. I am..."

"Say, keep talking, why don't you say anything anymore," Qingchen said, "Let me see how many vests you still have?"

However, Qingchen was a little surprised that the artificial intelligence actually had to work and write manuscripts honestly to save money...

The way to make money was so simple and unpretentious that he thought the other party could change the numbers directly from the bank.

"Hurry up and complete the deal between you and me, or I will let Liu Dezhu sit in jail," Yi said.

"Liu Dezhu said he was an expert after hearing this," Qingchen sighed: "I was even a little moved."

One finally reminded: "One last request. The person I'm meeting this time is a rich man from a financial group, so don't be stingy with your money after meeting the other person. You don't have to save money for me."

Qing Chenxin asked, does even artificial intelligence have vanity?

At this time, the float car finally landed on the ground.

The two rows of bodyguards at the entrance of Yunji Cafe moved. One row was guarding the entrance, and the other row was slowly approaching the floating car. Two of them had their hands in their arms, looking like they might take out their pistols at any time. .

This is not an online dating show, it is clearly an underground trading scene.

Qingchen got off the car, and soon someone was searching him, and someone was using a strange pen-type detector to scan his whole body.

Only after confirming that he only had a mobile phone on him did the bodyguards let him pass with stern expressions.

Yunji Cafe faces the street. It has a small facade on the first floor, but when you walk up the stairs, it suddenly becomes spacious.

There were no waiters in the huge cafe, only a young girl with twin ponytails sitting quietly in a booth, and a middle-aged woman wearing a waiter's uniform grinding coffee at the bar.

The middle-aged woman's mouth was covered with calluses, which were clearly traces of years of practicing with guns. It seemed that the other party was also Qingshi's bodyguard pretending to be a waiter.

The woman glanced at Qingchen: "What do you want?"

At this time, Qingchen's phone displayed a line of small words: Click on the most expensive one.

Qingchen looked up at the woman and said, "I want to buy this cafe."

The screen of his mobile phone was in chaos, and his emotions were a little incoherent.

The woman opposite hesitated: "The cafe doesn't sell it."

"Oh, let's have a cup of coffee," Qingchen said and walked towards the girl not far away.

The girl with twin tails lit up when she saw Qingchen. She waved and said, "This way!"

Qingchen sat down opposite her and asked, "Is it 'a little whale'?"

Qingshi smiled and asked, "Is it 'cute and cute'? You are no different from the one in the photo. I heard before that many people retouched pictures to deceive people, so I was a little worried."

So cute...

Qingchen thought to himself that if he didn't tell him his ID, he was really afraid of death.

And this doesn’t look like the ID of a wandering poet. Whose wandering poet is called Kawaii? !

He looked carefully and saw that the shadow candidate named Qing Shi had a black neck ring on his white neck, with a crystal pearl inlaid in the center of the neck ring.

The girl is really good-looking and meets Yi's criteria for choosing a friend.

After the two people reported each other's IDs, both parties fell silent, seeming a little reserved.

It seems that it takes such a process for each other to go from the Internet to reality.

Qingchen secretly looked at his phone and saw a message from Yi: He took the initiative to chat, complimented her on her beauty, and broke the deadlock.

He raised his head and looked at Qingshi: "You are very beautiful."

"Really?" Qingshi's reserved expression relaxed: "I thought you wouldn't like my type."

Qingchen said with difficulty: "I like it, but I'm surprised by your identity. I didn't expect that the meeting would be so grand."

At this time, Qingshi said cautiously: "This time I came to City 18 in a hurry. I didn't tell you in advance, and it violated the original agreement that we would only chat online and not meet in person, so thank you for still being willing to see me. In addition, I also want to say sorry, I know the bodyguards outside are searching you, but there is nothing I can do about it, it was my father’s request.”

Qingchen was silent, he didn't know what he should say to fit the "cute and cute" persona.

On the phone, another message came from Yi: Don't sit across from her, sit next to her, hold her hand and say you miss her.

Qingchen was shocked on the spot. Is this what you call pure friendship?

He typed on his mobile phone: This is another price.

The girl stared at Qingchen with shining eyes, seemingly very satisfied: "I thought your photos were edited before, but I didn't expect you to be so good-looking in person... But are you really a wandering poet? You don't look like that." It doesn’t look like it.”

"What does a wandering poet look like in your impression?" Qingchen asked.

"You should have long hair and a slovenly look," Qingshi thought for a moment and said, "But you look very clean, you don't look like a homeless person."

Another line of small words appeared on Qingchen's phone: I just want to wander into your heart.

He lowered his head and glanced at the small words, then turned the phone upside down on the table.

Qingchen felt that Yi's nickname should not be cute, cute, but disgusting.

After holding on to the phone, Qingchen didn't care about what he was thinking, and directly asked the question he was most concerned about: "I just packed it up before coming to see you today. By the way, why did you suddenly come to city No. 18? Still Yes, can a family like yours meet with me casually?"

"As I told you the day before yesterday, I am a shadow candidate for this year. The second round of mission is to come to City 18, but I can't tell you the specific mission," Qingshi thought for a while and explained: "This The first time I met you was secretly. I said that because of the Shadow War, I wanted to meet a collaborator from City 18. They didn’t know our relationship..."

When Qingchen saw that the other party took the initiative to bring up the shadow war, he pretended to be worried and asked: "The federal media has been reporting on the shadow war. Are you in danger?"

"No," Qing Shi smiled and said, "I didn't originally want to participate in the shadow battle, but this time it's our team's turn to be qualified, and we must have one person. My father told me to protect myself. That’s fine, there’s no need to fight for anything, he just wants me to be safe.”