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Chapter 119 On the way home

Gu Tie was no stranger to bars. During his youthful and rebellious days, he used to indulge in the feasting and entertainment of the capital. He lived drunkenly on beer and Scotch whiskey all day long. But the bar in front of him was very different. Gu Tie shook his whiskey glass. I glanced around at the golden liquid in my body. I felt a dislocated sense of detachment arise spontaneously.

Nothing strange happened. The record player finished playing an old song by Tom Waits and started playing "Hurt" by Johnny Cash. The men playing pool smoked spicy cigarettes and leaned on the pool cue loudly. Talking and laughing. The person who was sleeping on his stomach moved his body and groaned from time to time. Eva drank all the wine in the glass and asked the bartender for another glass. The guy with a half face named Keith filled her with dark rum. Another plate of peanuts was placed. Old tables and chairs. Dim lights. Yellowed posters. The bar in front of me seemed too normal. So normal that it seemed like a scene copied from an old American movie from the 1960s and 1970s.

Gu Tie swallowed the whiskey in his mouth and felt a little bit dumbfounded. A miniature woman named Eva brought him to this place in the name of helping him escape from danger. After saying something incomprehensible, he stopped talking. People in the bar They were all her companions, but they were doing their own things in a tacit understanding, leaving the new guests aside. The Chinese almost believed that there was really a restaurant open to the public in the basement of a dilapidated building on a deserted street in the old town of Poland. in an American bar... maybe after a few drinks, he will really believe it.

...Wait. Is this a test?

Gu Tie raised his glass and blocked his view of looking around. Giese was chatting with Eva about something. The man playing billiards was indeed playing billiards. The man sleeping was not sleeping. It could be judged from the body language of his muscles twitching involuntarily. This person's nervous system is in a state of high excitement. No one can maintain such active thoughts in a dream, unless he is implanted with a client that strips away his sense of reality and enters the world of the "world".

First. This is a mysterious organization called "The Right Hand of the Ghost".

Second, Eva brought herself here. It should not be out of malice;

Third. They claim that they are “the one who has been waiting.” And the dead great writer calls himself “the most important person.”

The fourth and most puzzling point is that they actually know their code names in the small circle. The code name "Adam" is limited to seven partners. There is almost no possibility of leakage. How did they get this? information.

Gu Tie's brain was running rapidly, arranging one possibility after another. According to his normal character, he would play this game with a few people in the bar, pretending not to know each other until one of them gave up; but today he His mood was different from usual. The disappearance of Azvi was at the front, and the assassination of Zygmunt Danda was at the back. In addition, the apocalypse was gradually emerging. He had no time to play with them, nor was he in the mood to play with them. Keep playing.

If the person sitting in the high chair at this moment is the wily Xiao Liping, I believe that Xiao Liping will calmly chat with the people in the bar one by one, find the loopholes in the other person's words, and collect the information that the other party inadvertently reveals. Gu Tie is not that delicate. This guy has two plans in mind. One is more violent and the other is even more violent.

The mobile phone signal is good. The quantum network is smooth. The owner of the Pure Land used 50% sensory reality to return to the small world of thunderclouds. He immediately mobilized his power to spy on all information about the mysterious bar. The Industrial and Commercial Bureau, the health department, alcoholic beverage suppliers, and tax records , electricity bill notices, patrol reports, cameras, sound probes and traffic monitors. All databases related to the bar were completely compromised. Gu Tie knew that this blatant and large-scale attack would definitely attract the attention of the Polish network surveillance department and even report it. GTC headquarters. But he decided to take the risk.

The snow of information feedback almost flooded the pure land. Everything was normal. Scary normal. Registered formally, purchased drinks through formal channels, paid utility bills on time, paid taxes on time, had a relatively fixed passenger flow and was slightly bleak but credible. The account books are full and there are no suspicious persons coming in or out. The only alarm message in the past three years was when the Polish team lost to the Croatian team in the European Cup group stage. Several drunkards smashed dozens of glass windows in a residential building in anger. That night, hundreds of such things happened throughout Warsaw. When the patrol arrived, they found that there were no residents in the long-abandoned residential building. There was no punishment for the drunk. The matter just ended.

"Haha. What a good concealment project..." Gu Tie sneered. He tried to mobilize a directional pickup on the roof of the opposite building to aim at the door of the corridor where the bar is located. The directional pickup used for bird observation research can accurately record five hundred meters. A small noise in the range. Immediately. The sound of music and conversation in the bar appeared clearly in the ears. American country music. Two men discussed the upcoming striptease show later. A little girl's voice recounted the day. A novel observation among them. The bartender was complaining about the lack of customers and the meager salary.

The Chinese coughed lightly in reality. Sure enough, his voice never appeared in the pickup. The music and conversation were disguises to deal with the detection. Gu Tie looked back at the surveillance probe's images because the identity protection program had been running. All the images recorded by the camera equipment were blurry. But after getting on the carriage, the blurry images simply disappeared. Only the little girl jumped out of the carriage parked in front of the bar. Records about myself have been erased... No matter what kind of organization the "Ghost's Right Hand" is, it obviously has considerable power on the quantum network.

"All right."

Gu Tie broke through the space and exited the Pure Land. He raised his eyelids and sighed. He decided to adopt the second method.

"Everyone." He raised the whiskey glass and flicked the wall with his nails. It made a crisp tinkling sound. The attention of several people in the bar was attracted by him. They all turned their heads to look here. "Everyone, I want to perform. A little magic." Gu Tie put down his wine glass with a smile. He took out a small plastic box from his pocket. He opened the lid and used two fingers to take out a small silver-white metal rod with the thickness of a pencil.

The men playing billiards looked at each other in confusion. "What next?" Eva lay on the bar and stared at him with interest with a pair of beautiful eyes that could bring disaster to the country and the people.

"Now, this is a metal rod." The Chinese showed it. Then he placed the small rod flat on the wine glass. Then he took out a black box the size of a cigarette box from his pocket and held it up for everyone to see clearly. "This It's a black box. To help you understand the magic, I'm going to turn on a switch."

He pressed the black box twice. The box made a high-frequency buzzing sound. A red signal light began to flash slowly and quickly. The buzzer sounded at the same time. Gu Tie placed the black box next to the wine glass and adjusted it carefully. Position. Align the top of the box with the tail of the metal rod. "The principle of magic is this. This box is the 'Vistra-0' ultra-high-energy solid-state laser produced by Northrop Grumman." The detonator. And this metal rod is a small piece of solid metallic hydrogen. So now is the moment to witness the miracle." He rubbed his hands and looked around: "If no one explains to me in detail within thirty seconds, 'Ghost' What kind of organization is your right hand? The laser detonator will be full of energy. It will emit a pure laser beam with a mass factor of 1.014. It will detonate the metallic hydrogen explosive after one nanosecond. Take me, this failed magician, you Everyone and half of the old city of Warsaw were blasted into the sky. Oh, I'm sorry. There are still twenty seconds left."

"Boring. This is not magic at all." Ava pouted and said in disappointment. If it weren't for the large glass of rum in front of her, she would look like a twelve-year-old who was sulking because her parents didn't buy her her beloved teddy bear. Year old little loli.

The half-faced Giese looked at the metal hydrogen stick in fascination: "This is really an exquisite weapon, sir."

The two men playing billiards raised their thumbs to show their appreciation. Then each of them lit a cigarette. The man sleeping on his stomach showed no reaction at all.

The reaction of everyone in the bar was completely beyond Gu Tie's expectation. He had thought that no matter how big their hearts were, these people would have made an instinctive protective reaction, such as taking out a gun and pointing it at their head or kicking the detonator away. Kicked away and so on. Unexpectedly, each of these people was calmer than the other, and each looked more at death than the other. He couldn't help but asked strangely: "Don't you understand? This is explosive. It will kill people."

"Of course, sir." The half-faced bartender replied politely: "Each stick is 100g of polymer solid metallic hydrogen. There are about 9 more sticks in your box; the manufacturing process is very sophisticated. Compared with ordinary metallic hydrogen explosives About 30 times the power of TNT explosives. High polymer metallic hydrogen compressed by breaking the lattice structure is a completely different level of explosive. It can reach 40,000 times the equivalent of TNT. When detonated under normal conditions, it is approximately equivalent to a 40-ton high explosive. The destructive effect of the medicine... blowing up half of the old city of Warsaw is not a big problem."

The ticking red light on the black box flashed faster and faster. A drop of cold sweat flowed from Gu Tie's forehead: "Oh my god. I thought it was just ordinary metallic hydrogen explosives. I wanted to scare you." He stared at the side. Girl. "You knew you were going to die, but you still didn't say anything."

Eva pursed her lips and said: "What do you want to know? Just ask. We are obliged to answer any questions you have. Suicide is such a stupid thing."

"You have deliberately isolated me since you came here. I want to ask you if you can tell me. For example, what are the names of the two guys playing billiards over there and what they do." Gu Tie shouted unbearably.

"George," said the fair-faced one. "The driver, assaulter and maintenance man on the right hand of the Ghost."

"Bot," said the bearded one. "Scavenger of the Ghost's right hand."

The Chinese was stunned. "Can you really say, Eva, what is your real name?"

Loli replied without hesitation: "Giacinta Gretel Duccio. Born in Brunelleschi Orphanage in Florence in 2022..."

"What on earth is going on?" Gu Tie collapsed and covered his head.

"Beep..." The buzzer stopped. The red light on the laser detonator turned to green.


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