"Turner syndrome" is a congenital chromosomal abnormality caused by the loss of all or part of one of the two sex chromosomes. Affected women will have lifelong infertility, developmental delay, unclear sexual characteristics, and short stature, but it is different from dwarfism. , Turner syndrome does not affect the patient's intellectual development and body proportions. Even when the patient grows into an adult, he still maintains the appearance and figure of a girl.
It is impossible to judge the true age of the woman next to her from her appearance. No matter from which angle you look at it, the person sitting next to you is an innocent little girl. The faint smell of soap on her body shows the purity of the girl. She is wearing a white dress, white stockings and Wearing black leather shoes, her blond hair tied into a ponytail was tied with a red bow, and there was no trace of makeup on her flawless face. Gu Tie secretly glanced at this adult lolita who had brought disaster to the country and the people, and quietly touched the bag in his pocket with his fingers. Pistol trigger.
The door of the carriage compartment was closed, regular vibrations were heard, and the carriage began to move. To Gu Tie's surprise, this seemingly simple wooden compartment had good sound insulation, and the background noise from the outside world was suddenly cut off. It's as quiet as the back seat of a top-end luxury car.
"Relax, there is no need to use the gun," the blonde girl said lazily leaning on the thick leather seat, holding out the tulips in front of Gu Tie's eyes, "If I were the enemy, your body should have started to get cold. ," There is actually a dark green thorn in the middle of the delicate flowers, and the tip of the thorn shines with an unknown blue light. If the girl hadn't pointed it out specifically, the Chinese would have been unable to distinguish it from the flower stem.
"It's very old-fashioned... why do you want to help me?" Now that he had reached this point, Gu Tie simply relaxed and fell comfortably into the soft seat, resting his big feet on the small wine cabinet opposite.
"Because you are very important," the girl turned her head and looked at the people around her. "You may not even know how important you are. Is there a polymer mask on your face? It should be a very expensive one, made in Germany."
"Russian products are much cheaper than German products," Gu Tie looked at the other person with a little surprise. Since using this polymer melt mask, this is the first time someone has been able to see through the disguise. From the appearance, this kind of The mask is almost exactly the same as real skin. The only flaw may be the slight color difference at the junction of the mask edge and the skin. Due to different daily sun exposure times, the color of human skin is actually changing at any time, and the surrounding polymer mask cannot be adjusted in real time. There will be a vague dividing line, but this dividing line is hidden in the hairline, behind the ears and in the shadow of the jaw. Unless someone is particularly observant, it is impossible to distinguish it.
The girl nodded, "But it's disposable. The latest mask produced by the Germans uses programmable nanotube technology. A mask can be reused five to eight times."
"Yes, that's very powerful, but I won't spend money on such a thing," the Chinese curled his lips and stared into the blonde woman's eyes: "Why don't you introduce yourself?"
"You can call me Eva," the girl said calmly, "or any name you like. Names are insignificant."
Before Gu Tie could ask further questions, the vibration of the wheels stopped, the door opened from the outside, and the coachman bent down with a smile: "We have arrived at the Gruczynski Bar. Sir, madam, the fare is ten zlotys,"
Gu Tiedang got off the carriage first, and then Eva jumped down with an angry look on her face: "What are you talking about? The maximum distance for such a short distance is five zlotys. Do we look like tourists who are being ripped off? I want to report it to the Transport Committee." you,"
The coachman immediately frowned and said: "Okay, okay, I'll take the five zlotys and leave. Don't bother with the report, miss."
The Chinese took out a small-denomination bill and handed it to the coachman. The coachman jumped on the carriage, and two beautiful chestnut horses walked away with the sound of hoofbeats. Gu Tie watched the conversation text scrolling past his field of vision, and secretly laughed at what these two people said. He was extremely skilled, just like crosstalk. He didn't know how many times he rehearsed it every day. He also understood that this type of dialogue was to cope with sound detection. In addition to ubiquitous microphones, directional eavesdropping technology was also very mature. If there was indeed a Powerful enemies exist, and every street in the city may be under surveillance. Except for whispers spread by word of mouth, no opponent can escape the surveillance of those who are interested.
This so-called Waschi Danash Road is a narrow dead end alley. The carriage put the two of them at the end of the dead end alley. Eva led Gu Tie to a six-story building next to it. This building has the characteristics of Warsaw The ancient city has a unique Gothic-style facade and red spire, but the water-stained exterior walls and dilapidated roofs show that it is seriously lacking in maintenance. Creepers cover the walls below the third floor, and ten glass windows are broken. Go to the eighth window, there are dirty curtains floating behind the rotten window lattice, it looks like a scene in a ghost movie.
Gu Tie did not expect that the ancient city of Warsaw with its bright appearance could have such dilapidated corners. He estimated the age of this building in his mind. The ancient city was built in the 17th century, but was razed to the ground by the angry Germans during the Warsaw Uprising in 1944. Now it is All the buildings I saw were rebuilt as they were between 1949 and 1963. This building is no more than a hundred years old. The age of one hundred years is not worth mentioning in the European continent that respects historical monuments. This building is actually It was really unexpected that he could be destroyed to this extent in such a short period of time.
"Go this way, uncle, watch your step," Eva said with a clear smile, jumping up and down in front of her. Gu Tie thought that this woman might be the same age as him, and couldn't help but feel a chill. He walked upstairs Only at the door did he notice a crooked bar sign. It was written in Polish and he couldn't understand what it meant. "Can this building still be inhabited?" he couldn't help but ask.
"Of course not, uncle," the little girl looked back at him angrily and disappeared through the doorway.
The confused Chinese approached the dirty building door and found that the stairs leading to the basement had long been abandoned and were blocked by old TVs, broken furniture, tangled bicycles and other debris. The stairs were intact, and Ava's golden ponytail flashed around the corner and disappeared into the darkness.
"Fuck, love me to death," Gu Tie hesitated for a second, then walked down the stairs. After walking a few steps, he turned a corner and saw the same Polish bar sign at the bottom of the stairs. There were several more on the sign. A gaudy neon light glowed feebly.
He walked to the bottom of the stairs, pushed open a broken wooden door that seemed to break into two pieces with just a little force, and walked into a strange bar. There was no doubt that this was indeed a bar. The wine cabinet was filled with various kinds of wine. There was a series of bar stools in front of the bar, and the dim lights barely illuminated the smoky space. Two men were playing pool, and the record player was playing old songs by Tom Waits, old songs from the last century. The man hummed a spell in a voice that was overused in alcohol and tobacco. The strange thing was that the atmosphere here was not like a bar at all. All the bars Gu Tie had been to, whether it was a clear bar, a disco bar, a performance bar or a beer bar. , I have never been in such a quiet place. Except for the poor quality music of the gramophone, there is no noise, conversation, noise, laughter, ice cubes hitting the glass wall, table slapping, or footsteps in the whole room. There is no sound, no sound, no sound, no sound, no sound, no sound, no sound, no sound, no sound, no sound, no sound, no sound, no sound, no sound, no sound. .
Several people in the bar stopped what they were doing and turned their heads silently to stare at the newcomer. Gu Tie took half a step and flipped the safety of the pistol again.
The door closed behind her, and Eva jumped on a high stool, regaining her lazy look: "Come here, have a drink or something,"
"What did you say?" Gu Tie saw her lips opening and closing and didn't hear what she said clearly.
The girl waved to the bartender behind the bar: "Geece, turn down the attenuation and turn on the interference. Don't be afraid of wasting electricity. The person we are waiting for is finally here."
A tall and thin man with only half of his face nodded, put down the rag and glass in his hand, and reached out to turn the knob on a machine. Gu Tie originally thought it was a radio, and the indicator light on the machine lit up. The dark, familiar background noise immediately returned, and the Chinese people breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like they had been reborn.
He walked to the bar and sat down, saying hello to the strange-looking bartender. The left half of this tall guy's face strangely disappeared, as if it had been completely cut off by a sharp blade. Even half of his skull was deflated and covered with wounds. With layers of flesh-colored scars, I don’t know how he managed to survive with half a brain, one eye, one nostril and half a mouth.
"Hello, nice to meet you," the guy named Giss greeted in textbook English. Gu Tie looked away a little embarrassed and shook the other person's hand: "Hello, let's have a double drink. Would you like some Scotch? It’s been a long, confusing day.”
"Of course," Geese said with a half-face, turning around to pour the wine.
Gu Tie turned half a circle and nodded to the men in the bar. In addition to himself and the bartender, there were two men playing pool in the bar, and a man sleeping on the small round table. The two people playing table tennis waved at him, looking more cheerful, while the sleeping man snored.
"What exactly is this place and who are you?" Gu Tie could guess with his toes that this place was their stronghold. Gu Tie turned to Eva and asked in English.
The twelve-year-old girl took a sip from a glass of strong rum. This scene looked full of incongruous beauty. "This is our bar, we are the right hand of the ghost," she replied also in English.
"What do you mean?" This answer made the Chinese even more confused.
"And you, Gu Tie, are the one we have been waiting for, or it would be more appropriate to call you 'Adam'," Eva narrowed her eyes and said,