"And you should also know that there were no surviving witnesses to the Lead Gray Music that day, and that area is a gang area with virtually no surveillance. It's really hard to know where to start."

Du Jue quickly calmed down. He was now the one who was responsible for cleaning up Wen Duo's affairs. Wen Duo himself was still alive during the wailing incident. There was no way he could be suspected at all.

Even if his mind jumped around, it was impossible for him to think of Du Jue from Wen Duo, and then carefully search Du Jue's whereabouts to confirm that he drove to Lane 23 that day, and finally identify Du Jue as Lead Gray Music.

This is simply deducing from knowing the answer.

"By the way, I want to ask if there are any commissions that allow me to enter the nest? After all, I'm now a fifth-level finisher, but I've never been to the nest."

Harold covered his chest and was about to leave quickly, but he immediately controlled himself from spitting out blood, kept a calm smile on his face and turned around.

"There are actually many offices within the nest, so there's generally no need to go to the back alleys to find someone. However, if you ask, some commissions issued by World Wings do grant temporary passes to the finishers."

"Actually, apart from the right to reside in the nest, other ways of entering the nest are relatively relaxed. Of course, if you want to stay in the nest secretly, you will be dealt with by special personnel."

"Commissions like this are usually only given to top firms, so a single person's chances are slim."

Although Harold said it politely, Du Jue automatically translated it - you are not qualified.

85

Chapter 85 Blue Squared.

Du Jue left with some regret, and felt a little disappointed when he saw Harold's hurried back.

He had originally thought of getting close to the other person and seeing if there was any way he could introduce them, but his eagerness to leave probably meant he wasn't interested, or perhaps he was just too eager to investigate the lead-gray music.

"My friend, congratulations on your promotion to a Rank Five Finisher. You're truly promising at such a young age. But did you know that every year in the city, thousands of outstanding finishers become disabled due to their inability to pay medical bills, ultimately creating a vicious cycle due to a lack of commissions?"

Who is cursing me?

Du Jue turned around and saw a man with a slicked-back hair carrying a briefcase, wearing a very well-fitting suit and a formal smile on his face.

"I believe you will never be one of them. You still have a bright future ahead of you. The only thing to be afraid of is the unexpected."

"Why don't you learn about our future life insurance? Just the free replacement of prosthetic bodies for one of our disabilities alone would have helped countless cleaners regain their strength!"

Haha, you are fooling me?

He doesn't need any insurance at all. If he has any fatal injuries, he can just endure the pain and enter the dead state, patch it up and make it usable. He will never get a prosthesis in his lifetime.

"I'm not interested in prosthetics."

"Besides that, we also have a lot of insurance coverage. For example, if the client suddenly changes their mind and cancels the commission, we can compensate you with at least 60% of the commission fee, ensuring that every time you go out, you will gain something."

"I'm a lone wolf cleaner, and no one dares to default on my commission fees."

Du Jue immediately planned to go find Elena. This blood demon had killed many people in the nest and the back alley before, so he must know how to exploit the loopholes in the entry and exit stations.

"You always encounter unexpected surprises in life, like food safety. Do you feel like you're on top of things?"

"I don't have any money, and I have a lot of people to support at home, understand?"

The man with slicked back hair immediately put away the documents and stood aside.

"Mr. Wenduo, please stay. I'm Aloko from the Vision Office."

Aluko came out of the observation room and followed Dujue in big strides. He looked Dujue up and down, and the three-color camera on his head kept flashing.

"Are you also selling insurance?"

“No, I sell opportunities.”

"Tell the important point!"

"I've heard about your deeds and just witnessed you in action. I think you're really underutilized!"

"Speak the key."

Noticing Du's unfriendly look, Aluko immediately sped up his speech.

"I understand you're eager to get promoted and earn more money. So am I. There's no need to hide anything. I have some powerful commissions that can be brought into the nest."

"Oh, elaborate."

Du Jue immediately smiled and became friends with Aluko. This change of expression made Aluko convinced that he had not made a mistake in choosing the right person. He liked people who could measure things with money the most, and cooperation with them was often very smooth.

"But it's not that I'm deliberately trying to embarrass you, it's just that your current resume isn't very impressive."

"Then what do you mean?"

"As long as you take on some urban legends and lower-level commissions to build up your resume, it will probably only take half a year. I'll give you a few high-level commissions, and you'll soon become a fourth-level finisher like me."

"With your abilities, you might be able to successfully become a Level 3 Finisher. You're fully qualified to work in our firm, and even become a representative."

My goodness, just as an insurance salesman left, another black intermediary came and painted a rosy picture. Isn’t this trying to trick me into working for him?

It’s still a commission-based commission for half a year!

By the time he becomes a third-level finisher, Aloko will probably be driving a prison bus.

"Okay, let's exchange contact information."

"I'll assign you an order later. If you think it's suitable, we can start working together."

"You only need to handle the commissioned content. Our firm will handle all other miscellaneous matters. Of course, all the performance is yours, and your remuneration will be paid in advance immediately."

"It's a word."

I avoided saying goodbye to the other person in a friendly manner, but I didn't have the idea of refusing contact.

It's just a matter of making his resume look thicker. Before, he only focused on the quality, but now it's even easier to focus on the quantity.

The communicator suddenly vibrated.

"Stop it! Someone is attacking us!"

Hearing the anxious voice of the person opposite, Du Jue's face changed drastically and he ran out of the building and immediately borrowed a motorcycle. He started the car at the speed of light, which stunned the car owner who was taking pictures of his new car behind him.

When the car owner reacted and started cursing, he heard Du Jue's hurried words.

"Use it, I'll return it to you later."

Anyone who believes this in the city would be crazy. The car owner certainly didn't believe it, but he still chased after it frantically, and in the end he just looked at the exhaust fumes from the new car in vain.

Du Jue, who was driving anxiously, didn't even look at the car owner. After all, it was easy for him to find people with his talent of empty commands, and he could return the car as he said.

When he arrived at the place, Du Jue immediately saw a group of guys wearing either blue shirts and jackets or blue hats and armbands crowding in front of the iron gate of the building and constantly attacking it.

Almost everyone's skin was painted blue, which was a bit dazzling at first glance.

Du Jue thought for a moment and hid in the alley next to him. He pressed the pneumatic syringe on the burns on his face, and the hideous scars disappeared immediately. Then he immediately took off his coat.

"Use the car to knock them out. We Blue Square can search wherever we want!"

Someone immediately tried to drive the blue truck, but was pushed back by Du Jue, who even grabbed the blue hat in his hand.

"who are you?"

"You know who we are? How dare you bully me!"

"Did you fall into the same dye vat?"

Such provocative words immediately made all the people in the blue square angry. They rushed forward without even listening to orders, just like a group of guerrillas.

Du Jue just looked at them coldly, looking for the leader hiding among them, intending to torture out their target. You know, this place is close to the territory of the stray dogs, and no gang has come here to cause trouble before.

coax!

Unexpectedly, a fierce column of fire formed in an instant. The extremely high temperature immediately ignited the shirt he was wearing, and even his skin was burned and stinging.

"what?!"

Du Jue turned around and looked in amazement at the large flamethrowers operated by a team of three. There were three such flamethrower teams, and they didn't care at all that the flames covered their companions.

"Hack him!"

"This idiot dared to let himself be surrounded by us. He's simply courting death!"

"Are you stupid? We belong to the Ring Finger gang. We are protected by paint and are not afraid of fire at all. Hahaha!"

Is this still paint?!

Without having time to think about what the paint on the ring finger was, Du Jue opened his mouth and spit out smoke, which immediately covered his face and formed a smile.

Blood pump!

"What is this, fire-fighting foam?"

Swish!

The terrifying sword energy enhanced by the smoke instantly made everyone understand what this thing was. In an instant, blood, foam and limbs flew everywhere. They immediately turned from joy to sorrow and hurried to move away to stop it.

"No! Get out of here!"

86

Chapter 86 Moving.

"Quick, burn this guy to death with white phosphorus bombs!"

The boning knife instantly ripped open the stomachs of the three people who were besieging them. The terrifying flames behind them instantly licked their chest and internal organs, and they suddenly let out a double scream.

Du Jue held the boning knife in reverse without mercy, stepped on the head of the oncoming person, and flew into the air straight for the flamethrower behind him. The operators hurriedly turned the flamethrowers to roast Du Jue in the air like a turkey.

"That idiot jumped up on his own and took aim at me!"

"There's no point in putting out smoke. Fire will still make the outside burn and the inside tender!"

Although he realized that these people were not strong, Du Jue was not interested in actually experiencing burns all over his body. Wouldn't that be an enhanced version of Wen Duo?

Ding!

The hidden weapon inside the clothes was instantly removed by the workshop's flexible harness, and passed through the cuffs to Du Jue's hands. The smoke also spiraled around to enhance the power of his palm. A fierce look flashed in Du Jue's eyes, and he raised his hand to emit a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

shhhhhh!

The three groups with guns in hand lay on their backs one after another, as neatly and neatly as a wheat field pressed down by wind and waves, which frightened the blue-turbaned thugs nearby and made them run away.

"It's Du Jue! We found him!"

"Sure enough, it's here. Go and report to Lord Ring Finger, we've finally found it!"

As soon as Du Jue landed on the ground, he quickly stretched out his hand and rolled up a large amount of softening-smoke spirals. Looking at the Blue Square Gang members who were fleeing in all directions, he immediately understood.

It is estimated that these guys were only sent to gather information, so they are not tough guys. If we let them go back, they will probably face retaliation from the Ring Finger tonight!

“You’re here and you want to leave?!”

boom!

The dense smoke suddenly exploded, and even the gang members who had run some distance were thrown to the ground and coughed up blood.

"put an end to!"

Luo, who had been watching the cat's eye from behind the door, rushed out anxiously and found that the white smoke had mostly dissipated. Du Jue, who was at the center of the explosion, was fine except for some charred skin on his back.

The circular logo on his face kept flashing, and he felt inexplicably happy inside.

From the moment he met Du Jue, he was very reliable and never disappointed him, so much so that he now contacts Du Jue directly whenever he encounters something important.

However, when he thought that he was not the only one in the building, and that the other party came back so quickly not just for him, he couldn't help but feel depressed.

No one would have the greedy thought of monopolizing the warm afternoon breeze, but faced with this unique treasure, no one could suppress the desire that grew wildly in their hearts.

"Are you okay? I ran into this group of blue ducks when I went out to upgrade my machine. They chased us all the way before I finally got rid of them."

"I didn't expect them to find their way here today."

"鏮鍶錔, 錒鍩錀, hurry up and clean up, don't let so many dead bodies pile up in front of our door!"

The two cyborgs cleaned up the battlefield while complaining.

Du Jue struggled to stand up, but his face suddenly changed and he felt his legs and feet were weak and he was about to fall down. He subconsciously tried to support himself and grabbed the prosthetic shoulder of Luo.

"careful!"

He lay back down on the sofa, holding his chest which felt a little nauseous, and waited for Katae's health check.

The three cyborgs sat at the dinner table, bewildered, dealing with a few noisy children. Olivia hid behind the plastic stool and Christmas tree, tidied herself up, and then happily threw herself into Du Jue's arms.

"Brother Dujue! The nursery is getting sponsorship from the company again. I also got some pocket money yesterday, it's all for you!"

"No, keep it for yourself."

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