I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

"I understand."

As it was getting late at night in the back alley, Park Hui immediately tried to find a hotel nearby, but to his surprise, all the rooms were full, so he had to call a taxi home first.

Du Jue, who was staying put, decided to sneak in and find out at least which other powerful figures were in the exhibition hall before stealthily making his way there.

Why are there tire tracks here?

"Section Chief, we encountered two lunatics in a car accident today."

"As a dutiful member of the Second Association, I should answer that this is a failure to act as a shield, am I right?"

The annoying tone immediately made Du Jue realize that it was Walter lecturing him. This guy was quite good at manipulating his subordinates, and he was even scolding Julia, who had spoken well of him.

We need to find a way to distract them.

Elena, are you there?

Du Jue immediately remembered the so-called Blood Demon who had been watching him. He called out three more times but received no response. He felt a little disappointed, but he quickly came up with a solution.

I met Elena at the corner.

This talent is quite convenient for finding people. It seems it can also be used to find that high-ranking person in K Company. Du Jue still remembers that time when, if it weren't for the Death Tattoo, he might have been captured alive by the assassin squad.

Fortunately, it was already dark, and Du Jue remained undetected while staying near the exhibition hall. He tiptoed around the corner and then called out.

"How did you know I was coming?"

The familiar cow cat wagged its tail and walked along the corner of the wall. Du Jue looked at the deliberately elegant cat walk and felt that Elena had been putting on airs lately. She had been talking to him before.

"Du Jue, you're such a fast runner! I can never find you after I eat. Luckily, I can't forget your taste. Can't you just stay in your room peacefully?"

"Elena, help me."

"it is good."

Seeing Elena agree so readily, Du Jue was both pleased and suspicious and wary.

How could anyone in the city be so obedient to others, especially since this guy was a former City Star, the Blood Red Night who had killed countless people?

66

Chapter 66 The Thinker.

"Let's create some disturbance to distract those association members, but let's not cause any deaths or escalate the situation, okay?"

"That's possible, but you can't keep making me work for free."

Upon closer inspection of the exhibition hall, Du Jue unexpectedly glanced at Elena, and his pupils immediately contracted.

Elena, who originally resembled a cow-cat, has disappeared, replaced by a tall woman with short, curly black hair. She exudes a cool and aloof aura simply by standing still, and her excessively fair skin makes her appear somewhat fragile.

Elena wore a faint smile, and her slender eyes gave her a cunning and mysterious look, much like a black cat. She was quite satisfied with Du Jue's shocked expression.

"Am I beautiful? This is the first time I've regained my human form since escaping a year ago. After all, the Association has been pursuing me very closely, and they only recently thought I was truly dead."

She turned around excitedly. Her simple jeans and white short-sleeved shirt were very fitted. If there was any flaw, it would probably be her completely flat chest.

Du Jue composed himself as he looked at Elena's smiling face, and immediately realized that this guy's elusive appearances were probably due to him drinking blood to recover from his injuries. A complex mix of emotions welled up inside him.

"good."

"What do you mean by 'not bad'? I don't want to hear that. Is it so hard to give a normal, reasonable evaluation?"

Elena crossed her arms and took a step back, waiting for Qi Duju's reply.

Thinking about the exhibition hall, Du Jue had no choice but to patiently observe the Blood Demon. If he ignored her blood-sucking ability, she would be no different from Olivia.

"Why should I care about this? We're friends anyway, and you get used to even the most beautiful face after a while."

As soon as she spoke, Elena lost her composure and looked down at the shadows cast on the ground by the streetlights in the distance.

"Are you really not bothered that I'm a Blood Demon? It's a little different from being human."

"None of my business."

Elena looked up in astonishment, scrutinizing Du Jue's expression closely.

"Aren't you worried at all about being discovered to be colluding with Crimson Night? What I did before went too far. If I'm exposed, there will be a Tier 1 Cleanup Man to deal with me."

I was still groaning in despair, but now I'm perfectly fine.

Avoiding direct eye contact with Elena, he spoke with unwavering resolve.

"None of your business. Are you going to help or not?"

Elena laughed excitedly, unable to suppress her laughter, and slowly retreated into the shadows, only her blood-red pupils still fixed on Du Jue.

A faint voice drifted over.

"Don't worry, I'm taking your feelings into consideration. Right now, we're only targeting the gangs."

Swish!

With a flash of dark red light, Du Jue could no longer see her. He immediately straightened the workshop wires that held the hidden weapon under his coat before finally reaching the alley next to the exhibition hall.

As soon as Du Jue peeked out, he saw a car heading straight for the back door, which immediately attracted the attention of association members from all four directions. However, the riot escalated, prompting Walter to stop his speech and lead his men to provide support.

good chance!

He raised his hand and pulled out two throwing knives, causing the nearby streetlights to explode. Du Jue, who had activated the blood pump, quickly crossed the road and squatted down at the gate.

The exhibition hall building had no lights or lighting system on the outside, making it look like a black box compared to the other buildings. This prevented him from squinting as he was greeted by a bright light as soon as he pushed open the door.

When Du Jue stood inside and adjusted to the light, he realized that the place was not at all like the museum he had imagined; it was more like an entertainment club.

An indoor swimming pool, a revolving buffet, and various types of gambling tables—at this moment, many people are still enjoying life to the fullest, which only fuels a sense of bewilderment.

"Hello, please show me your invitation."

Du Jue turned around abruptly and realized that the Thinker statue at the entrance was talking to him. He immediately became alert, but after looking around, he did not see any security personnel coming to drive him away.

The pure white thinker seemed quite understanding, waiting until Du Jue looked back at him before continuing to speak.

“It seems this visitor doesn’t have an invitation, but that’s alright. Master Wim said that relatives of the invitee are also welcome.”

"Who are you looking for? Or would you like me to show you around this exhibition hall?"

"who are you?"

Du Jue never expected that this guy would receive him even though he didn't show an invitation, and he was even less likely to easily expose his purpose.

“I am Master Wim’s apprentice, but you may now call me The Thinker.”

"This is your exhibition? Performance art?"

"Forgive my arrogance, but I thought someone like you from the back alleys wouldn't understand exhibitions at all. I didn't expect you to know about art classifications. You deserve encouragement."

"I heard that the Ring Fingers makes money by selling artworks, right? How do you make money from this performance art?"

"Hmph, your understanding is too superficial. What we offer to tourists is a feeling, an irrational stimulation, a novelty that you won't encounter in your daily life."

That's utter bullshit.

Du Jue was too lazy to argue with this guy, so he quickly asked about the structure of the three-story exhibition.

Barring any other circumstances, Park Hoi's sister should be being held in the exhibition hall.

It wasn't until this moment that Du Jue realized that Park Hui, that idiot, hadn't told him his sister's name at all. He was so flustered.

"The first floor is a daily experience area. Tomorrow we will put up various artworks, and VIPs will receive an exhibition list and can interact with them freely."

"The second floor is the themed area prepared by Master Wim, but unfortunately it is a place that can only be experienced by VIPs. Sorry."

Watching the contemplative man talk eloquently about the layout of each floor, Du Jue immediately wanted to shake him off and go upstairs.

Unfortunately, after lingering in the bathroom for half an hour, he came out to find this guy deep in thought at the door.

"I'm very patient, do you want to have a contest with me?"

Du Jue seized the opportunity when no one was around and decisively grabbed the shoulder covered in white paint, dragging it backward and pulling the guy into the toilet immediately.

He used his foot to close the toilet door, preventing it from falling onto the white floor tiles, but the other person did not shout or scream immediately.

"I know you want to find someone, but why not wait a little longer?"

"Apart from Master Wim's leather paintings, none of the artworks here are for sale, because the exhibition is about an experience."

"Once the exhibition ends, you can pick them up smoothly. They might even be able to reunite and go home earlier if they come to the exhibition every day."

"Moreover, the pigments we use are very expensive, so you'd better not touch them, or you'll get dizzy or even faint."

The thinker slowly got up and sat on the sink to ponder.

Du Jue was very unhappy with this shrewish attitude, and he immediately realized the group's intentions.

It's obvious they're including the victims' families in the exhibition. It would be a miracle if they actually released them after the exhibition; there might even be an extra segment using the families as material.

A wave of nausea and dizziness washed over him. When he raised his palm, he found that the area that had come into contact with the paint was bright red and even itchy.

"Don't follow me!"

To prevent anyone from leaving the restroom, I turned around and saw that the stairwell leading to the second floor was also guarded by the two associations' henchmen, not to mention the Ring's own armed forces.

There's no chance of stealth now that the Thinker is watching; this time, I can only go out first.

Suddenly, the scenery in front of him began to appear double, probably due to the paint. Du Jue wondered if the guy was even human, smearing such highly toxic paint all over his body.

Fortunately, the workshop hamster's great resilience allowed him to move without any hindrance and stride out of the exhibition hall.

"This guy looks familiar. Isn't he the one I saw during the day?"

"Then go and report this to Walter; he's furious right now."

"Forget it, the guys inside aren't reacting anyway, they're probably just seeing things."

To avoid arriving home to find an unexpected guest.

Finn opened the refrigerator and his eyes lit up when he saw the soup pot inside. He was about to take it out with both hands.

"Why do we need to cook? There's food right here."

67

Chapter 67, Diary.

What are you doing?

Finn was clearly startled, but when he turned around and saw that it was Du Jue who had returned, he immediately beamed with joy.

He carefully placed the soup pot on the table before happily rushing over to Du Du's explanation.

"I was just thinking of actively looking for some commissions, and I ran into Olivia the day before yesterday."

"They pooled their money to buy a wooden Christmas turkey carving, but Olivia didn't come to pick it up today, so I brought it over."

You accept these kinds of requests?

Du Jue lifted the soup pot out and threw it into the trash can to Finn's surprised and puzzled look. Then, looking at the exquisite turkey wood carving on the table, Olivia was squatting under the table.

“Olivia, come out here first. I want to ask you about the experiment. Where exactly were you taken? Are there any buildings you remember?”

Seeing that Du Jue wasn't angry, Olivia happily ran to his side.

"I don't remember that very clearly, but I saw a huge rabbit when I got off the bus."

Where did this giant rabbit come from in the city?

"Is it a rabbit house? It's white with two red decorative rabbit ears."

Seeing Du Jue looking over with suspicion, Finn quickly took out his communicator and opened an electronic map.

It was an upscale residential area near the business district.

"How come you've seen them before? Did they hire you for something?"

"Uh, no, I found it when I was looking for my cat. The buildings in that area are very distinctive, so I remember it clearly."

Du Jue was surprised to find that he could make a breakthrough here. He immediately patted Finn on the shoulder excitedly and turned to leave.

Upscale residential area.

In front of me was a house with a cartoonish exterior, and the doors and windows were very exquisite, but there was no sign that anyone lived there.

Du Jue was about to pull out a boning knife to pick the lock when he was surprised to find that the door was equipped with a smart lock, which was quite a comprehensive security measure.