I am a working emperor in Lobotomy City

boom!

Roland's face changed when he heard the vibrating communicator in his arms. It was late at night in the back alley and no one could destroy the building. He really couldn't imagine how Du Jue could move freely even though he was directly bombed like himself.

Roland quickly looked around. He couldn't find anyone willing to open the door at this time. No one would open the door in the back alley late at night just to help a stranger.

"Depend on!"

The intelligence gathering that was once a sure thing has now failed.

Behind the exhibition hall, Du Jue sat against the wall, clutching his chest. He happily took out his communicator, easily found Roland's account, and clicked on it to send a private message.

[Wen Duo: Roland, how do you feel? ]

dong dong dong.

Roland: Dear Wen Duo Cleaner, I admit my mistake this time. Could you please open the door? I've already seen those scavengers. You're being too harsh. What if I die if you don't open the door?

There was a sound of fierce fighting outside the door.

[Wen Duo: From the first moment we met, I knew you were the kind of person whose words were unbelievable.]

Brandon: Roland [500 million eyes] City girl, I like you Angelica [10 eyes] Roland, aren't you out helping someone with a commission?

Roland's apology was quite sincere.

Du Jue looked at the white armor that was still recovering and slowly stood up. He reached into his pocket and took out three urban girl candies that Olivia had given him.

"Hey, Roland, are you still there?"

"Yes, yes, Wen Duo, you see, we don't have any deep hatred. I just want to ask about that city girl's prophecy. How about we just fight and get to know each other this time?"

Tear!

Roland's hoarse voice was mixed with the sharp sound of the sword cutting through objects.

"This is a return gift from City Girl, take it!"

"Hahaha, no need to return the favor, just open the door for me. You know how annoying scavengers can be."

Swish!

With a flick of his right hand, three candies were thrown out from the lower gap of the exhibition hall's door. Du Jue looked at the frosted glass door in front of him and could vaguely see the faint changes in light and shadow.

"Brother Wen Duo, please stop teasing me at this hour. A few candies won't help you in the back alley so late at night. Just let me in and ask a few questions. I'll leave right after I'm done."

"You're so powerful, and I can't beat you. Why should we be so vigilant? We're all in the same industry, and we're all friends."

There was another loud sound of something being smashed.

Brandon: Roland [5000 million eyes] I'm really broke. Angelica [10 eyes] Roland, why didn't you answer the phone? Patch [10 eyes] Where did this couple come from to be so cheesy on Urban Girl's live stream?

Ok?

Du Jue felt a little strange looking at Patch's name. It was fine for high-level finishers to have money to entertain themselves on live broadcasts, but how could this young man who sold scraps from his workshop be willing to spend money on such things?

However, Roland's sincerity can be said to be sufficient. After all, 5000 million eyes is not a small amount of money even for a first-level finisher, and it is no problem to offset the previous minor conflicts.

"What you said makes a lot of sense. Come in after this wave of scavengers passes."

He moved his body and checked his injuries, and found that he had recovered almost completely. This way, he could rest easy and there was no need to be afraid even if Roland came in to cause trouble.

"Okay! Hey, I'm actually curious, haven't you been visited by the index finger? This live broadcast is under the name of an order, or does it really mean an order?"

The voice outside the door suddenly became happy. Du Jue could clearly hear that he cared about this matter very much. He was probably not sure about the so-called Sound Alley Disaster.

After all, if someone suddenly plays the trick of predicting a bloody disaster on you, you can only give the other person a slap in the face.

Click.

Roland, covered in blood, supported himself with a one-handed sword. Seeing Du Jue opening the door, he forced a smile.

"Thanks, at least you're the kind of person who gets paid to do things, then I feel relieved, cough cough cough."

Du Jue saw Roland sitting down against the wall he had just been against and quickly closed the door. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and keep his distance from Roland.

"I already told you I mean no harm, there's no need to be so vigilant."

"You stink."

"Uh."

Roland's words were choked back. It was the first time for him to be defeated by someone both verbally and in combat. He looked at Du Jue with great curiosity.

"I should call you the Wenduo Finisher, right?"

"Well, the disaster in Sound Alley is related to distortion. If you don't understand what distortion is, find an agency to investigate. Anyway, that's what the order means."

"Actually, I've been curious about what the index finger's instructions are for a long time. Is it a person? Or an intelligent computer?"

"I'm not a city girl, how would I know?"

"Really? I thought you were it. Could you please reveal more details, like whether you were targeting me or Angelica? That's why I need to find out. After all, you can't hide forever."

"As long as you move away from Sound Alley, it should be fine. You can treat it as a natural disaster or something like that."

Brandon: Boss, a lot of people are asking about Toshima's birthday. Is there a setting for that? Shamisen's manager said to use your birthday.

My memories of the first half of my life are all gone, how would I know my birthday?

【Avoid: Just pick one at random and let the shamisen decide.】

Du Jue took a deep breath and sat down on the window sill again, feeling a little sleepy. If he could finish this easy commissioned task this time, he would be able to get promoted legitimately.

Once you become a fourth-level finisher, not only will your reputation soar, but you will also be eligible to participate in commissions related to the Wings of the World. This can be said to be a qualitative leap.

Beep beep!

This was Roland just turning off the finisher mode on his communicator. After all, he couldn't have the communicator vibrate or ring suddenly while he was executing a commission. The communicator company was quite concerned about this aspect.

"Yes, yes, of course nothing happened."

"How can I possibly do this? I'm busy here. I'll deal with it when I get back."

Du Jue raised an eyebrow as he watched Roland hang up the communicator. Roland patted his stained and ragged clothes and went to the toilet to clean himself up a little.

"It sounds like this disaster is easy to deal with. I'm sorry to have caused you so much trouble. When the time comes, you can make it up to Urban Girl by supporting her live broadcast."

"Then Wen Duo, have you ever seen a city girl? Could it be a piece of data, like that kind of intelligent customer service?"

Du Jue obviously noticed that Roland was still determined to investigate the matter of Urban Girl, but he had just done it once, so he probably didn't dare to act rashly.

"Any coins?"

"here has."

He took the J Nest gambling chips thrown by Roland, but refused to throw them into the air casually, while giving instructions in his mind.

【Throw the chip to the tail side.】

"Catch it. If it's heads, I'll take you to see the city girl."

"Oh, it's a deal!"

Roland immediately focused on observing the flipping of the chips. He was very confident that he could catch the front side. A first-level finisher is not just about fighting and killing.

When the chips fell in front of him, Roland reached out and grabbed them, revealing a smile of control under his mask.

113

Chapter 113 Piracy.

"puff!"

Roland, who was about to grab the chips, felt that the internal injuries caused by the smoke explosion suddenly worsened. He suddenly coughed up blood and subconsciously could only grab them in a hurry.

Now he really didn't know whether the chip was heads or tails. When he looked up, he found that Du Jue was looking at him as if he had expected it.

Is this really what the instruction meant?

Roland withdrew his arm in doubt, then hesitantly opened his palm with a bad premonition, revealing the reverse side of the gambling chip without numbers.

"Obviously, City Girl doesn't want to see you. If you give me another 1000 million eyes, I can let you try again."

"Forget it, the money is just flowing like water. Let's exchange contact information first."

Roland put the chips back into his pocket with an awkward smile and stopped talking about meeting Urban Lady. After all, this lottery method could bankrupt him. It would be difficult to explain to Angelica that he had suddenly spent so much money on Urban Lady in one day.

The noise outside the house gradually died down, and it was almost midnight in the back alley.

"We'll leave together later. I'll see you off."

"That's not necessary, Wen Duo, you are too polite."

"I'm afraid you'll turn back and disturb my client."

"Uh."

Roland, who was trying hard to regulate his blood and qi, could only smile politely and pretend that he didn't care.

When the time came, Du Jue stared at Roland expressionlessly, causing Roland to sigh and reach out to take off the mask that concealed the details of his figure.

"Let's be honest with each other. Now that my goal is complete, I won't bother provoking the Ring Finger. I still want to live a stable life."

"Let's go."

Du Jue could see Roland's face clearly even with his eyes closed, but he turned around and left without paying any attention to him.

"Hey, I've already taken off my mask, why don't you take off your veil and bandages? Making friends is a mutual thing. Are you still single? I have experience in this area."

"Roland, are you suffering from schizophrenia?"

"Probably not. Our firm pays a lot of attention to mental health, and the benefits in this area are excellent. By the way, I heard you're a lone wolf cleaner."

"Where is your friend?"

"Well, you're right. I'll go back and check it out first."

Du Jue watched Roland wave goodbye vigilantly, and then he relaxed.

It's not that he absolutely hates Roland, it's simply because Roland has a smile on his face but can enter combat mode and be ruthless at any time. In the game plot, he can endure from the beginning to the late stage and thoroughly understand Angela's thoughts before taking action. Who knows if this kid was fooling him before.

Although first-level finishers were divided into those specialized in intelligence and those specialized in combat, they were all determined people, and Du Jue couldn't be sure whether Roland really believed what he said.

Du Jue looked at the night scene with only the street lights on around him and did not rush home. Instead, he took out his communicator.

【Kokochi: Sensational! Undoubtedly a sensation!】

[Ke Ke Qi: I have already obtained two rings, but the evaluation by the Master of Arts requires a more formal and rigorous process. My only regret is that I can't have Lead Gray Music witness it in person.]

【Ke Ke Qi: Remember I'm talking to you at 4:54 now. We'll contact you later.】

As Du Jue was browsing the information, he couldn't help but feel relieved. Finally, he didn't have to confront an urban star like Gang Huanzhi head-on. To be honest, the pressure was quite great before.

Gazing at the dark places in the city where lights could not reach, Du Jue was always afraid that there might be unknown evil monsters in them, so he did not want to step in or even get close.

But now Du Jue was wondering if Elena was hiding there.

Du Jue was about to call out to Elena when he suddenly remembered something and called Roland with a cold face.

Beep beep!

A familiar ringtone rang from behind him on the right. Du Jue slowly turned around and saw Roland walking towards him with a look of surprise on his face.

"Wen Duo, you haven't left yet. Indeed, it's a bit difficult to get a taxi this late at night."

"Haha, then I'll stay with you until dawn."

The two of them walked aimlessly in the night without even saying a word.

"Hey, there's a barbecue here, want to have a meal?"

"I happen to be hungry."

Du Jue accompanied Roland to eat skewers indifferently, and the atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.

"Wen Duo, do you know what kind of client I encountered when I was still a ninth-level closer? That person's card was frozen, and he actually used a microwave to thaw it. When I couldn't handle it, he even complained to me."

"I've only encountered this kind of weirdness in the Nest. Back alley commissions are much simpler. A singer wanted to retaliate against a band that plagiarized him, so he had me burn down his entire performance equipment and recording studio."

Roland leaned back in his chair and spoke in silence, raising his hand to ask the boss to continue serving the dishes. He had just had a big fight with Du Jue and the Scavenger.

"Then you are quite dedicated. I once encountered a gang member who stole something for someone. He ended up killing all the people who were watching over the goods and transporting them. He even took a taxi to deliver the goods to the client. In just one trip, he made a mortal enemy for the client."

"Hahaha, there are always people who don't believe it and think that finding a gang can save money, but they don't really think about why the cleaners have to charge more. Isn't it because there are associations supervising them?"

Du Jue took the roasted kidney sprinkled with cumin and curled his lips.