Detroit: Get poorer.

"Marcus!" the beautiful bionic lady shouted with a suppressed voice.

? ? ? !

Marcus?What? !

Almost in a panic, I immediately broke free from the embrace of this short-cut head, and stood up scrambling.

Even the bionic man was injured when he suddenly received such a large impact. There was no major damage on his body, but the chocolate-colored tough guy had a lot of scratches on his face, and his skin layer was damaged a lot , exposing the underlying white material.

I gritted my teeth and looked at him. If it was really Marcus, he should have discovered that I was not a bionic person. Even if he held me hostage, there was absolutely no need to take me off, and it was not to shoot the Titanic.And the tracking device also shows that the location of Marcus I know has not changed.

So... maybe a name for this model android?I'm a little relieved.

To follow or not to follow them?At that time, when the LED was attached, my mind was so hot that I didn't think about how to carry out the follow-up actions after actually entering the interior of the bionic human.And seeing these bionics jump off the building at the slightest disagreement, I'm afraid I won't live long enough to steal and sell those bionics.

That beautiful young lady pointed the gun directly at me.

"Marcus, him, what about this human being? Keeping it around will cause trouble, and those humans are about to catch up."

I heard it, in order to reduce the trouble I caused, this beautiful vicious North was going to kill me with a single shot.

Marcus No. [-] got up from the ground, lowered the muzzle of North's gun, and walked straight towards me. I almost froze to see him getting closer.

He held out a hand to my head.

Oh my god, a headshot kill?Bionic people have such a strong taste? !

…His hand lifted the hair that covered the led by my forehead, motioning for North to look.

North's eyes became visibly friendly, and I knew she trusted Marcus' judgment.

The footsteps at the entrance of the building became obviously noisy. It was the guards who had arrived!

The door of an unremarkable taxi next to it suddenly opened, and there was a bionic man sitting in it to meet them. They helped the injured bionic man into it, and Nuo Si also got in.

It was just me and Marcus Two outside, the driver clearly urging us on.

I was about to give in and get into the car when Marcus No. [-] suddenly pressed my shoulder, shook his head slightly at me, and then quickly got into the car and closed the door.

Feeling the wristband tremble slightly, the LED received the message, it should be sent by Marcus No. [-], but now is obviously not a good time to read it.

I took advantage of the opportunity to touch my head and quickly tore off the LED. Marcus No. [-] and they obviously left me behind. I watched their car go further and further away. After the guards fired a few shots unwillingly, I finally remembered Here is another ordinary person who was forced to jump off a building.

"Damn it, plastic man!" the captain of the guard, a staunch anti-android supporter, cursed at me under his breath.

"Hello, how are you?" A recorder-like person came over, seemingly comforting, but actually questioning.

I maintained my terrified character, with my head down, clutching a big towel and not speaking.

He has been paying attention to the message sent by Marcus No. [-], so he absent-mindedly prevaricates him.

He suddenly patted the streetlight next to me hard.

"Answer, otherwise I have the right to suspect that you are collaborating with androids."

My mind was frightened back.But he couldn't help but think of Marcus II as gentle protection.

Bah, what are you thinking, it is obviously because of Marcus No. [-] that there is an indiscriminate disaster, thank him for what he did.

Even under his threat, I just answered insignificant little things incoherently.

My gut feeling is not to tell anyone anything about the anomalous android.

I kept asking until midnight and didn't come up with any useful information, so I had to send someone to take me home and tell me that I won't be going to work tomorrow, and I will take a few days off at home with pay.

Now Marcus II has a golden light in my eyes, I really hope he will come a few more times.

After closing the door and locking the windows, I opened the wristband and slid out the message.

"Latent standby."

exm?What do you mean, I became Infernal Affairs?

But this is also a form of entering the inside of the abnormal bionic person. I comfort myself, but, will I be paid?