Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 147 New Mission

"It should be here soon." Dolores glanced at the Patek Philippe on her wrist, snuffed out the cigar on the metal ashtray on top of the trash can, and threw it into the classification of non-recyclable garbage.

Under the setting sun, a black shadow appeared, and the wind was loud, and the black helicopter slid towards here in the afterglow of the setting sun, like a giant bird passing by, blowing a strong wind on the sparsely populated suburban road. Where the shadow passed, the withered yellow weeds were covered by Airflow is low.

The rotor stirred and made a loud noise, Dolores' blond hair was blown backwards, and the rope ladder hung down. A black-haired boy was holding a suitcase in one hand and the rope ladder in the other, and fell from the sky. The helicopter pilot pointed at Dolores. Salute, then walk away, disappearing into the distant sky.

"Lu Mingfei?" Dolores crossed her arms and leaned against Chrysler, speaking fluent Chinese.

She looked up and down at this Asian teenager in a dark green school uniform. The familiar half-decayed World Tree school badge reminded her of her youthful days in the academy.

"Yes, hello." Lu Mingfei said with a smile.

Dolores took out the document, looked at the photos, and after confirming that they were correct, she patted the trunk lid of the car and said, "Put your things here, I am Dolores, a B-level specialist in the executive department of the New York branch, and I am also a For your guidance this time, I will be responsible for grading you."

"Understood, Dolores guides." Lu Mingfei nodded and put the suitcase in.

"Call me by my code name, Night Heron." Dolores opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat, "Get in the car and find out your student ID card."

"Yes, Ye Lu guides." Lu Mingfei sat in the co-pilot and took out the black student ID card from the inside bag of his school uniform.

Dolores inserted the car key, the car dial lit up, and a smooth slit emerged from the black dial, "Swipe your card with your student ID."

Lu Mingfei inserted the student ID card into the card slot, and Norma's calm female voice came out: "The verification has passed, and it has been confirmed that '2002 Class B graduate Dolores' has received '2009 Class S student Lu Ming No'."

"Welcome to the New York branch." Dolores stepped on the accelerator, the Chrysler's engine roared, and the friction between the tires and the ground brought up a stream of smoke, and it sped out like a wild horse.

Heavy metal rock began to play on the speakers, and a group of migratory birds flew by under the red semi-circle sunset, heading towards the tall buildings in New York.

"The New York branch is located on 33rd Street next to the Empire State Building. There are a total of 203 mixed-race people in the branch, all of whom are graduates of Cassel College. There are thousands of external members. Your residence is arranged in Bick Mann Thompson Hotel, Presidential Suite."

Dolores glanced at the long black satchel on Lu Mingfei's back, and asked, "Is that on your back a weapon?"

"Yes, a long knife." Lu Mingfei nodded, "Can't this be brought into the hotel?"

"We have a special channel, you can carry it with you." Dolores looked away, "I will report to the ministry later, and a gun license will be prepared for you, and your knife will be recognized as a game peripheral."

"Is it a fake document?"

"Formally, your information can be found on any official website, and Norma will directly add data for you in the database."

"Then what if you are caught by the police? You can tell at a glance whether the knife is opened or not."

"At that time, just call me." Dolores chuckled lightly, "Don't worry, the police in New York City are our good friends, and they won't make things difficult for you."

Lu Mingfei nodded. Although he expected Kassel to be very powerful, he did not expect it to be so powerful.

"Then Ye Lu guides, what is the content of my practical class?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"This can't be revealed yet, and I will let you know tomorrow." Dolores turned the steering wheel and turned a sharp bend, "The specific action time is the night after tomorrow. After reporting to the branch tonight, you can move freely. Tomorrow morning You are officially hired, and I will formally guide you to understand the work."

"Understood." Lu Mingfei replied.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Lu Mingfei entered the Beekman Thompson Hotel with his room card. In the magnificent lobby, the foreign receptionist greeted him with a smile. The walls are decorated with various artworks. The overall decoration is retro and has a sense of history.

The female receptionists all speak English, but a door man who can speak Chinese came to communicate with him and was about to help him with his luggage.

He dodged sideways, politely declined the waiter's offer, and proceeded alone.

The presidential suite is on the ninth floor, with a pyramid-shaped glass ceiling and a balcony on the upper level of the atrium.

He took the elevator and went up with a suitcase.

Entering the room, you can see neon lights and huge billboards in the distance on the terrace, a steady stream of luxury cars passing by on the road, row upon row of high-rise buildings, and the smell of luxury and money everywhere.

This is Lu Mingfei's second visit to New York, the last time he was playing with Tang, or surfing the Internet.

There are very few Internet cafes in the United States. According to this year’s forecast, the number of Internet users in the United States will exceed 2010 million by the end of 2.33, accounting for 3.08% of the 75.5 million. The penetration rate of Internet broadband in American households is very high, reaching 68%.

But this does not prevent the birth of Internet cafes. Internet cafes here provide many additional services, such as black and color printers, copiers, scanners, CD recorders, etc., computer repairs, game upgrades, and even travel accommodation, mailing and other services. Also block.

There are few officially registered Internet cafes, but there are many black Internet cafes. The Chinese area is the hardest hit area, and many Chinese children will go to black Internet cafes to play games.

Lu Mingfei did not go shopping carefully in New York, so he went to eat a steak at a street stall, went to Chinatown to eat an authentic BJ roast duck, and spent most of his time in Internet cafes and hotels. Play games together.

At that time, they surfed the Internet in a dark Internet cafe in Brooklyn. They didn’t even need a certificate, and they started the machine directly. It's about the same.

The last time I came to New York, I didn’t visit the rich area. Looking at it this way, the poor and the rich live in two worlds, and there is a huge sense of separation.

The old house Tang rented in Brooklyn was small and damp. The walls were covered with cracked gray surfaces, and there was a strong damp and musty smell that was not ventilated. The sun did not shine all year round.

It's a world of difference with the wide view and neat decoration here.

After all, the rich belong to the minority. 80.00% of the wealth in the world is in the hands of 20.00% of the people. Although this place is bright and beautiful, it cannot conceal the many injustices hidden under its appearance.

But these things are not what Lu Mingfei cares about. He looked around and asked, "Norma, is there a hidden camera in the room."

"Detected, no." Norma's voice came from the phone.

So he put down the suitcase, dialed the code dial, opened the box, and took out the "Magic Mechanical Prosthetic Hand" from it.

The appearance of the "Magic Prosthetic Hand" looks like a glove, but it is useless to wear it with a glove. Its structure is quite complicated, and more than 3000 alchemy inscriptions are engraved inside.

If you want to fix it on your arm, you must fully unfold it. It is time-consuming and troublesome for only one person to wear it. If there is no instruction manual, you will not know how to use it.

So far, it has only implemented a hook function, but when designing the structure, the researchers reserved a lot of room for expansion, which will continue to be improved in subsequent developments, and it is only a test version.

As one of the developers, Lu Mingfei is very familiar with the process of wearing it, but he only has one hand, so there is nothing he can do. No one here except him understands the gold content of the "Magic Prosthetic Hand", so he can only do it by himself.

He took out the "prosthetic hand" and placed it on the sofa, adjusted the mechanism, and unfolded it little by little. It took about 5 minutes, and the glove expanded to the size of an entire arm.

Lu Mingfei put his left hand in through the gap in the middle, and then used his right hand and teeth together, fastening it with great difficulty.

Then he took off his school uniform, opened the second layer of the suitcase, and inside was a set of black combat uniforms, and began to change his clothes. Half a minute later, he had changed drastically, looking like a secret agent of the FBI.

He still has a secret job to do when he comes to New York, a new job announced to him by "Lu Mingze".

I finished watching the TV series "Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu" as early as September, and then "Lu Mingze" told him to watch "Poetry", "Book", "Li", "Yi" and "Spring and Autumn" through his iPhone. The five ancient books are also required to read the classical Chinese version.

But just let him go through it with his eyes, not skip it, and read it all.

Lu Mingfei asked him what he wanted to do, and he only replied in a text message: You don’t understand if you tell me, anyway, just do what I tell you.

Lu Mingfei had no choice but to read page by page. Fortunately, the library in Kassel has a complete collection of books, so he doesn’t need to go shopping online and wait for the mail. It was around November that he finished reading these esoteric ancient books one after another. .

And yesterday, Lu Mingze sent a new task:

Infiltrate "Ronald Tang"'s residence to retrieve his computer's hard drive.

Why infiltrate?

Because the New York branch has controlled the old building and strictly monitored it. As the residence of the Dragon King for more than 10 years when the human form was not awakened, the small rental house is extremely research-oriented, and all internal structures have been preserved. Get up, as you found it.

The furniture, furnishings, etc. inside are kept as they are, and the data in the computer, such as website browsing records, game startup times and time, game videos, etc., are all copied to Norma’s central computer for analysis.

This is the closest modern humans have come to the actual life of the Dragon King, and every small item in the room, including toothbrush and toothpaste, is regarded as an important research object.

It's a bit embarrassing to say that a toothbrush that Lu Mingfei used was also in that room, and his hair was even found on the bed, so that the principal once called him to the principal's office and asked him if he had any relationship with "Norton" had some illicit relationship.

Back to the topic, I went to the people in the college to ask for the hard drive, they would definitely not give it to me, at most they gave him a copy disk with the data copied, but Lu Mingze said in a text message that what he needed was a rental computer Original hard drive.

So there is only one way, go be a hard drive thief tonight.

"Dong dong dong", there was a knock on the door suddenly, and at the same time, a text message rang in Lu Mingfei's changed school uniform.

It was Lu Mingze's iPhone ringing from the UK, a new text message.

"Dear Mr. Lu Mingfei:
Congratulations, our plan has entered a new stage. I believe that a group of small agents will not trouble you, but in order to minimize the impact on subsequent affairs, I have prepared new props for you.

The props have been placed at your door, please pay attention to check. "

"What tricks are you playing again?" Lu Mingfei muted his phone and put it in his combat uniform.

This mobile phone does not seem to be monitored by Norma. When Lu Mingfei called Norma on it, he never responded.

He walked quietly to the door, and found an exquisite black square box beside the door, on which was pasted a naughty graffiti drawn with post-it notes. It was a Q-version little boy in a night suit, who looked exactly like Lu Mingze's image very similar.

On the top is written in Chinese, "To my dearest brother".

Lu Mingfei had goosebumps on his arms, he grabbed the box and quickly locked the door.

Lu Mingfei thought that there would be no remote-controlled bombs inside. He opened the door when he heard the knock on the door. He heard footsteps, but he didn't see anyone. It was like a box sent by a ghost.

He carefully tore open the post-it note, and after making sure that there were no new words on it, he opened the gift box.

Inside is a new computer hard drive, a small silver metal cube, and a pair of tactical goggles, with handwritten instructions attached to them.

"After removing the hard drive, put the new hard drive in its original location."

"This is a signal blocker, carry it with you, it can block radar signals, pay attention, it is invalid for cameras."

"You can see surveillance points and maps on it."

The font is different from that of the Q version of Lu Mingze, it is more graceful, like it was written by a girl.

Lu Mingfei put on the goggles, picked up the hard drive and the silver cube, and put them in the combat uniform.

He took a deep breath, came to the terrace, and looked up at the skyscrapers standing in the dark night. Looking up like this made him feel so small, lonely and lofty.

"Baby, it's up to you." He patted the "Magic Prosthetic Hand", took a deep breath, and put on the mask.

Today is really going to be a cameo as Spider-Man swinging around the buildings in New York.

Since there is no camera in this room, it means that Norma cannot monitor his actions.

Just be careful not to be photographed by outside surveillance, he is not suspected of committing the crime, and there is no evidence to point to him.

At this time, a red spot of light lit up in the goggles, and the cameras in the high-rise buildings were marked in the field of vision, and the field of view of these electronic eyes was swept by the red cone.

In his eyes, New York under the entire night has become an impenetrable surveillance network. Only a few black gaps pass through the intersection of these red light beams. Those gaps are the blind spots of vision. He must ensure that he passes through those black gaps. .

　Thanks to "Book Friends 20200414151054103" for the reward of 3000 dots, "Wu Yishi" for the reward of 100 dots, "FFF Tuan Da Arbitration" for the reward of 100 dots, "Li Cha Wuwu" for the reward of 100 dots, The 200 point coins rewarded by "Undead Shengwu",

　　
　
(End of this chapter)