Dick Don.

The name is very far away for Alvin Garcia.

Although he was a gangster prince, he knew that just by his little news, he would not be able to arrest him by this former police myth.

After all, underground organizations like gangs are more of a game of interests, and they will only commit some things that seem "sparse and ordinary" in the police station.

Tang is the nemesis of crime, and he will only participate in major or strange cases where the murderer cannot be found.

However, for a gang member, the chance of meeting Tang is very low, but it will definitely not be zero.

At this moment, Alvin saw the man who had died in the legend.

Dick Tang walked out of a room wearing a pair of paper mid-trousers. He glanced at Clow and Alvin in the living room. His face was plain and there was no other color in his eyes. He said lightly: "Since you know that the third floor is my place, why do you still appear here?"

"Haha, we're not a family, why are we so particular?" Hongklow smiled when he saw Tang coming out, but suddenly he looked at Alvin next to him seriously, "But you can come up casually, no matter the second or third floor... you will die."

The tone seemed to be mixed with all the malice that Hong Kloe had since his birth, so these words made Alvin feel a sense of oppression.

Just like in the wild environment, the sheep met a ferocious wolf. The fishy smell of carnivores and the natural weapon on the upper level of the food chain all stimulated Alvin's fragile and young mind.

Yes, he had this vague feeling. Compared to the guy in front of him, he was undoubtedly fragile and young.

This feeling made Alvin feel a little incredible. He was already the supreme consul of a gang and was already standing on the heads of hundreds of people, but at this time, why did he feel that he was simply a sheep?

Is it just because of the momentum of the man in front of you?

"What, do you have any objection?" Hongklo glanced at Alvin and asked in a relaxed tone.

"No, no, no, I have no objection, I will live in my own place." Alvin originally wanted to save face for his behavior, such as being neither humble nor arrogant, and speaking calmly, etc., but after Hongklow spoke again, he instinctively said such words of admit defeat.

Then, he felt the jackal-like gaze move away from his body, turning into a relaxed and pleasant look at Tang who had walked out of the room before.

So Alvin also followed Hongklow's gaze and saw Tang...

Pour water to drink?

"Tang...he is drinking water?" He asked in surprise.

Hongkro glanced at him and said with a smile: "What, is it strange for people to drink water? Do you know that water is the source of life?"

"..." Alvin opened his mouth, but nothing came out of his mouth.

It is true that people need to drink water, but why do paper people need to drink water?

Isn't this suicide?

However, he knew very well that at this moment, his status must be the lowest, so he just closed his mouth firmly, dared to use his eyes to observe everything he could see, and use his brain to analyze the details of everything.

The area of ​​this house is very large compared to his size, and it has everything, but it is made of paper, so he suspects that these things cannot be used.

For example, for that TV, he didn't think that this TV could play any TV, but in fact it was exactly the case. This TV was just a decoration.

But what surprised him was that electrical appliances like TV were useless, and paper water dispensers were already used with some other simple paper products.

In other words, some rules are still followed here, which may be useful or useless.

After all, he is already considered a prisoner of Jiang Shu.

I don't know if there is any way to regain a human body...

never mind.

He looked at Hong Crow beside him and Tang, who walked into his bedroom silently with a water cup.

Even these two people could not escape from this place and could not regain their human body. It was just his words...

It's impossible no matter how you think about it?

Alvin is still very self-aware. Whether it is Crow or Dick Tang, their wisdom is far higher than that of himself. Even they have no choice but to imagine what he has to do?

What's more, there was a Jiang Shu pressing on their heads.

That time and space manager is the real big shot.

"Hey, I'll ask you something, you're from District 13, right? Are those people from the 'wildfire' coming?" Hongklow saw Tang walking into his room and knew that he could not find any fun on Tang, so he hugged Alvin's shoulder intimately and asked.

"'Wildfire'?" Alvin was stunned by the questioning of Red Clow. He seemed to have some impression of the name, so after thinking for a while, he asked tentatively: "You are talking about 'Tingfire'? It's the semi-religious organization in District 1. They did come to District 1, but I don't know the specific situation."

"Oh, it's okay, that's enough." Hongkro smiled and pinched Alvin's little face. His face had a very pleasant expression, as if he was sincerely happy for his beautiful tomorrow.

"Wildfire" has indeed come to District 13, so Jiang Shu will be able to use him soon, right?

finally……

Finally, I was able to appear on the stage of the Lonely City again, this time...

Besides the tasks specified by Jiang Shu, what else should I do?

His thinking spread, thinking about something that ordinary people would never think of, and from time to time, it seemed that he had thought of something interesting, and he even made a laugh from under his throat.

It's a bit like a silly giggle, just that kind of dull, stuttering laughter.

To Alvin sounded, this kind of laughter was undoubtedly extremely cunning, so he couldn't help swallowing, not daring to speak or move.

Now he began to reflect a little.

Jiang Shu turned him into a paper man and threw him here, not because he suddenly felt kind-hearted and unwilling to commit murder again, but because he threw him into jail.

No, even if the prison is much easier than here, a person with status and wealth like him can enjoy privileges even if he goes to prison. In this paper man's house, he not only has no privileges, but is still at the bottom.

He hadn't seen the mysterious Aishania who had not yet appeared, but it was obvious that this woman's status must be above him.

"Hehe...hehe..." At this time, Hong Klo's silly laughter came again.

Alvin: “…”

He began to worry about his future.

Why exactly?

Why did you fall to this point in just one day?

It seems that from the beginning of the decision to attack the Taigong Dynasty to occupy the F zone, he entered a low state.

Is it true that as my father said, only Seal Street is the foundation, and you only need to occupy this street and guard this hard-won family business?

Alvin couldn't figure it out, so he could only sigh.

——

Early the next morning, Jiang Shu was surrounded by something called "happiness".

The reason is very simple. Xiao Jia finished the summary of the income from the Taigong Dynasty in the past six months and handed it to him.

In addition to some legal income, there is also a huge amount of wealth from Ivan Garcia.

That guy's ability to make money is much stronger than that of the law-abiding citizen Taigong Dynasty. These things are converted into tens of millions of working capital.

As the start-up capital of the castle in the sky, it is already sufficient.

Secondly, both the terrorist administration and the police station had no choice but to deal with the people of the Taigong Dynasty. They did not collect relevant evidence of the Seal Street incident on Taigong Street. On the contrary, the police officers investigating Taigong Street received a cold treatment.

The police tried to ask the residents of the street, but as long as there were questions related to the Taigong Dynasty, no matter what the answer was, they shook their heads and quickly left.

In response, Superintendent Charles even allowed his subordinates to use their interests to tempt the residents, wanting them to say something useful, but they also did not get any effective answers.

The people from the terrorist administration were sure that they had killed some "armed thugs" on Seal Street, but unfortunately, they did not find these corpses in the ruins of the battlefield, and without corpses, it would be difficult to find the Taigong Dynasty in the source.

Character card?

Population inventory?

Taigong Street is in District F. How many people in District F-or are they members of this kind of underground organization?

Most of them are black households, and most of them are not on the police station’s household registration list. In this case, even the police station will make trouble.

Unfortunately, Superintendent Charles could only regard the Taigong Dynasty as the target of observation. Without evidence, he could not do anything to outspoken.

After all... that's how Tang Hexun fell, didn't he?

"What's the point? This money... isn't enough for the White Eagle to burn for a few years." Liu Tingruo glanced at Jiang Shu and said bluntly, as if he wanted to avenge the attack last night.

"Baiying is a listed technology company, and has also produced inter-era scientific research results such as advanced artificial intelligence. It is not surprising that I have more research funds in a year." Jiang Shu curled his lips and looked at the deposit numbers on the anonymous account. "But these are my own money, I earned it myself."

Liu Tingruo: "..."

Aren't these all stolen money?

And strictly speaking, aren’t it earned by tablet pills?

This guy's cheeky skills are getting better and better.

"Oh, by the way, can you perform that again? Is it the memory extraction process? In the future, I saw that 'I' started some planning processes in the sky, and I want to save it to the tablet selves." Jiang Shu remembered this, so she spoke to Liu Tingruo, "She said you can do it."

"Oh." Liu Tingruo nodded. For some reason, when she heard Jiang Shu's words "She said you can do it", an inexplicable feeling emerged in her heart.

It's a bit sour and a little unyielding desire to compete.

Very strange.

Now she no longer takes other women seriously. She believes that Jiang Shu doesn't look down on those "vulgar fans", um, but if it's her...

Well.
To be continued...