latent syndrome

Chapter 65 65. Club

Two days later.

Saint Louis district.

A trolling club located in an underground secret door.

Charming pink-purple light, soft and soothing female voice "Strong Song" with occasional fast-paced drumbeats.

The secondary stage is a small round stage, and the main stage is a silver iron cage, where some dancers in strange costumes are locked.

Eugene's lips were slightly parted, and he hissed from time to time. This dance was indeed a bit vigorous.

She and Liszt were seated on the side of an auxiliary stage, very close to the dancer, and the slender but plump long legs were less than forty centimeters apart.

SCT mainly operates in two areas within the metropolitan area, one is the Husk district with the worst law and order, and the other is the St. Louis area with relatively developed businesses but many middle-income earners.

Infected people generally like to run to the St. Louis area. Even if they don't join SCT, they can get a kind of shelter. In addition, there are also rich entertainment activities here. After suffering from submerged disease, it is almost impossible to go to work. They can only go to convenience stores and supermarkets at night. Or "go to work" in some remote lanes.

Whether it is the Countermeasure Bureau or the SCT, in this kind of urban battlefield, there will be a rule by default, that is, no full-scale conflict will break out in the region.

An organization of the scale of SCT can no longer be viewed as an organization. It is more like a collection of ideologies. It absorbs either infected people or fierce and crazy desperadoes. It is an extreme group formed by overcorrected and distorted theories. With the expansion of their modern military equipment and the black industry, their power has far exceeded that of most countries. They have created a dark country without territory on this planet, and they are only constantly infiltrating.

SCT has no bottom line at all, and all moral laws cannot be restrained. Rather than being unconstrained by morality, this is a direct contempt, trampling and destruction of the universal value of human beings.

If a full-scale conflict breaks out, large-scale battles in the city will be in the right hands. SCT can transfer personnel from other places to join the battle against Los Angeles, and it will be able to better spread their ideas under panic.

But SCT did not dare to act rashly. They did not dare to bury the flames in risky and radical gambling. Because of the outbreak of submerged disease, technology has also advanced rapidly in this predicament, and the deep-rooted beliefs cannot be easily shaken. It's easy to say, if you lose, you lose momentum.

The development of SCT to the present is entirely due to a trend, an irresistible trend, and the army is defeated like a mountain. If this trend is washed away, there will be no common ground, and a hodgepodge of crazy gatherings will only fall apart in an instant. .

According to the Bureau's speculation, because Los Angeles is an important output area of ​​the film and television industry, a mad dog like Di Kuo will be appointed to an important position, just like Night City, the center of art and fashion in Western Europe, will send particularly radical cadres to act locally .

As for other major urban areas, on the contrary, they obey the gradual and orderly rules, and even do not feel their existence, but only intervene in the most hidden form.

All kinds of targeted strategies made the countermeasure bureau even more worried, because SCT may have kidnapped some sociologists to advise them.

And the mastermind behind all this is unimaginable, what kind of crazy madman is it.

Therefore, the infected people who are active in the Saint-Louis area are safer than other areas. The countermeasure bureau dare not come here directly to arrest people, otherwise it will cause these infected people who have no camp to fight against each other and fall into a melee.

In the past two days, Eugene and Liszt have been blowing water in various bars in the St. Louis area, claiming to have seen a guy who wanted to kill other selves, and went to the SCT club activity room to steal specimens, only to find that other selves took the lead. Well, anyway, the news had already spread, and everyone took it as a joke, thinking that it might be some crazy old friend of the butcher.

Then just wait for Heller to take the bait.

The chances should not be small, because the real situation of the butcher is currently only known by the Countermeasure Bureau and himself, and it has never been leaked. Heller will definitely come after hearing the news, if it is what Gray said.

The dancing girl licked her red lips at Eugene, then turned around and swayed her body to make a pose, which gave Eugene goosebumps.

"Hmm... This figure has far exceeded the average adult female citizen of Los Angeles, about entering the top 11.00% or so."

We must know that in Los Angeles, many women with star dreams will work hard on their bodies.

Liszt held a stack of banknotes in his hand, like an experienced dealer in a Las Vegas casino, and quickly slashed on the banknotes with his other hand. One after another, large green banknotes were scattered quickly and accurately, making the dancing girl bathe Among the money, the total amount was no less than fifteen hundred Union coins, and the dancing girl danced even harder.

"WTF?"

Eugene spread his hands, this sharp contrast made her feel like a thunderbolt, and she froze in place, can you stop doing such outrageous things with a serious expression?Is the salary of the Countermeasure Bureau for you to use it like this?Are you really a math professor asshole?

Such a generous behavior, as well as a rather handsome appearance, directly made the dancing girl burst into favor. She pulled out a note from her chest and handed it to Liszt, with her contact information on it.

Liszt just nodded and put it in his pocket casually.

At this time, a waiter walked to the booth for the two of them.

"Sorry to bother you two, it seems that someone is looking for you outside, it's very urgent."

The waiter spoke kindly to the two of them.

Eugene stood up in an instant, knowing that Heller might have come to the door. After all, the two of them wandered around for two or three days, and it was difficult not to attract attention.

"Well...I see."

Finally, Liszt took out a few large bills and stuffed them into the dancer's undergarments, leaving a chic back view.

It just so happened that the owner of the club was also in the store, originally to prevent these dancers from having any contact with the customers, for fear of being tricked by some pimps to go to other places to do business. Thumbs up, showing a friendly smile.

Eugene was so shocked that he dispelled his sense of crisis, he quickly shook his head and tensed his nerves, followed Liszt to leave the underground club.

Just after leaving the dimly lit and beautiful club, Eugene was slightly distracted by the dazzling glare of the sun outside.

Liszt scanned the busy street trying to find Heller's figure, and found that it was her, with her hand on the holster around her waist, ready to draw the gun and shoot, but before the other party made a move, it was best not to shoot.

Heller's face is exactly the same as in the photo, with big black curly hair, sapphire-like eyes and tear moles, even with a dead face, her charming and seductive temperament is natural, much more wavy than it looks in the photo, The chest of the white long-sleeved shirt is ready to protrude. She is wearing white hot pants, which are almost covered by the hem of the shirt. A pair of sandals look a little lazy. Liszt estimates that her figure is far beyond the average adult female citizen of Los Angeles, and can enter the top one percent.

However, Heller was riding on a motorcycle. When he saw the two people coming out, he gave them a middle finger, and then ran away on the bike, avoiding many vehicles in the wrong direction. His driving skills were extremely superb, and many drivers poked their heads out and yelled at them. .

"Damn it... hurry up."

Eugene hurriedly got into the pickup truck and got into the driver's seat, followed by Liszt.

She revs the engine into a quick start, smashes a car's taillight and sprints into the street, racing Heller.

"You better be as good as you say you are."

Eugene didn't want to die suddenly at the hands of that freak of unknown gender.

"Well... I'll try my best."

Liszt pondered, through the front window of the car, he could see that Heller had slowed down. She might be trying to lure him past.

"You don't need to drive so fast, it will arouse her desire to attack. Just keep the current speed. I think she is just looking for a secluded place. She should have discovered that we are members of the countermeasures bureau. Um... yes Possibility of negotiation."

After comprehensively considering all possibilities, Liszt came to this conclusion.

Eugene was not at ease, and sent a message to Colin. He should still be in Los Angeles now. If there is any accident, ask him to help. That person will not turn his back on his former partner.

(End of this chapter)