Deng Huailing was silent for a while.Rolla's instinct as an information dealer came into play. She would dig deep into all suspicious details until every thread was as clear and transparent as crystal. This is the basic quality to collect real and detailed information.

Rolla is right. After the war, Rosie’s identity details have been erased by the government. In the official documents, there is only one name and a line of vague words, “the former leader of the terrorist organization ‘shu’ in the second district”, evenNeither gender was specified.

Even before Bloody Christmas, his identity was top secret.Only the members of the Eleventh Council are familiar with Rosie's true face. There are rumors that he often wears ordinary clothes to hang out at the gathering place of the residents of the second district. He does not reveal his face to prevent assassination;This leader looks unsightly, and once compared with the handsome mayor, it will undoubtedly shame the second district.

In short, the government's suppression of information has made the investigation more difficult.Deng Huailing didn't see Rosie's face in person ten years ago, but suddenly asked to look through the photos, Rolla couldn't help being suspicious.

"Actually, based on our friendship, there is nothing we can't tell you." Deng Huailing first played an emotional card, saw Rolla raising a slender eyebrow, as if waiting for his "but", then calmly continued,"However, his business is not good."

"You don't want to share clues with me?" Rolla was a little displeased. "Information about Rosie must be very popular. Anyway, I have been tracking you for so many years. The matter has not been resolved, so I should disclose some."

"If I told you, would you sell the clues for money?" Deng Huailing looked at her amusedly.

"Of course—" Rolla took a sip of the cigarette, and the mist diffused over the fine folds and freckles at the corners of her eyes, "it depends."

Deng Huailing shook his head slightly: "Sorry, then I really have nothing to say."

Through the smoke, Rolla stared at him inquisitively: "It's just a person who met by chance, so is his position so important in your heart?"

"He saved my life." Deng Huailing said.

"I saved your life too, would you like to thank me?" Rolla said so, but her tone was slightly relaxed, revealing a bit of teasing, "Back then I lent you a large sum of money without collateral."

"So if someone asks me about your clues, I won't reveal the slightest bit." Deng Huailing pretended to be serious, but with a smile on his lips, "Rolla, give me the tablet, myselfLet's turn the page."

Rolla felt the other party's determination, and Deng Huailing didn't want to give clues, even if it was forcibly pried out, it would only destroy the relationship between the two.She planned to give in in her heart, but raised the tablet in her hand and joked:

"No, unless I ask my sister to come and listen."

"..." Deng Huailing glanced at her helplessly, his eyes seemed to say "what are you fantasizing about".Rolla laughed, threw the tablet to him, and said, "Since you have something to ask for, don't be so shy. Forget about me. I don't care, but I still have to say good things to others once in a while."

"My knife can speak for me." Deng Huailing said indifferently, and swiped to the next photo, "Speaking of which, why don't you let the bionics help you turn the pages? Every adult bounty hunterEquipped with a partner bionic, isn't it?"

"I don't have bionics." Rolla's eyes suddenly became stern. "Actually, many hunters don't have them. After we receive the bionics sent by CyberRose, we will secretly dispose of them. Only a fool would call such a thingas a partner."

The idiot Deng Huailing was stunned for a moment, remembering that the HOPE bar really didn't have any bionic entertainers, and all the people employed were human beings. Rolla seemed to keep away from the bionic people.

"Get rid of it?" he repeated.

Rolla explained: "I'm in the intelligence business, how can I keep the company's eyeliner? Some hunters who wander in the gray area are also afraid of being caught, and will deliberately let the bionics break limbs and destroy the memory center during the mission, so thatIt's never going to be fixed. That's what everybody does."

She put out her cigarette butt and looked at Deng Huailing, "I know you like Rosie, and you won't agree with me, that's just a casual mention. But I'm also surprised that you haven't been arrested by the police, after all, Rosie sends messages to the company all the time.”

"Do you want me to be arrested?" Deng Huailing made a joke and prevaricated. What he and Rosie did - entrusted by Dr. Chen to investigate the criminals who locked the mind, sheltered and helped God's Residence, was not discovered, because Chen Wei replaced the monitoring report generated by artificial intelligence Rose.

If it wasn't for Dr. Chen's help, they should be in jail by now.Deng Huailing recalled that Chen Wei hadn't contacted him for a while since he discovered the hidden secret of the Huanhai system, saying that he wanted to concentrate on drawing a three-dimensional map of the lost city.But the period of silence was too long. He was worried that something happened to the other party, but he couldn't directly send a message to inquire.

"You can't get arrested, or I'll lose an important client," Rolla said. "Be careful, that's what I tell you every time."

Deng Huailing froze for a moment, then nodded, without saying anything.He continued to perform the page-turning operation, and the two stared at the changing holographic screen, browsing through the remaining hundreds of photos.

—No Rosie in it.Deng Huailing was not surprised. If Rosie was really in the more than 2,000 photos, Rolla would not be unaware, because most residents knew this face in the promotional video that was famous all over the city. Rolla's menWhoever screens the photos never misses it.

He came here by chance, and he was not disappointed when he couldn't find any evidence that Rosie was Rosie.But at least he knew one thing. Luoxi himself was cunning and meticulous. If that person really wanted to accomplish something, he would do it impeccably, as evidenced by more than 2,000 smoke bomb-like photos.

In these photos, there are blurry side shots of Rosie participating in a certain ceremony in the second district more than ten years ago, ID photos extracted from military school student files, and the reporter worked hard to find the orphanage where Rosie grew up, and asked the staffDictated sketch portrait.

The people in the photos are completely different. They look like they were randomly selected in the citizen information database. They are old and young, and there are even many women. This is why Rolla called some photos "unreliable".

At the end of the photo, tobacco couldn't lift Rolla's spirits. She staggered and yawned a lot, and patted the shoulders of the people around her: "How about Huailing, did you gain anything?"

Deng Huailing was still engrossed, looking at several photos repeatedly.Two thousand photos does not mean that there are two thousand people in them, some of them are the same person but in different versions, Rolla has used face recognition to classify them, Deng Huailing stared at the person who appeared most frequently, and frowned.

The man had half-long hair that had been bleached and dyed, bright silver curly, sharply curved eyebrows, deep eyes below, high cheekbones and thin cheeks, looking fierce and fierce.

This is the most widely circulated version of all photos. Rolla was shown to Deng Huailing a long time ago. She is not Chinese—of course there is no evidence that Rosie is Chinese. "Rosie" is just a Chinese translation. In the officialIn the documents, his code name is "Rossi".

Many people will feel credible when they see this photo, the notorious terrorist should have this kind of appearance; and in the abnormal shooting on various occasions, there is a silver-haired man sitting in the position of the leader, which confirms this from the side.People are Rosie's guesswork.

Deng Huailing zoomed in and out of the picture, always feeling that the people in the photo seemed familiar.He must have seen the death-threatening expression on the other party's face, as well as the sweet and vicious smile in his eyes... However, the other party was obviously not among the people he knew.

Rolla looked at him seriously, and took a closer look, but found nothing unusual: "Is there anything special about this man?"

"I... seem to have seen him somewhere," Deng Huailing tried his best to recall, but the memory slipped away like water in the cracks of the rocks, which made him a little annoyed, "I can't remember. The only thing that is certain is that he is definitely notRosie."

At 5:30 in the evening, Rosie, who had been discussed by Rolla and Deng Huailing all afternoon, locked the classroom door, hooked the key on her fingertips and walked on the way to the warehouse, humming half a song in a good mood.

It has been two weeks since he gave the first class to the children of God's Residence. For two weeks, his life has been simple and regular. He has classes in the classroom during the day, wanders around in his free time, chats with the residents here, and waits in the eveningAfter the mission was over, Deng Huailing came by car and took him back to the apartment—to be precise, it wasn't him, but Rosie who was suddenly dragged up to take over the job.

Rosie doesn't want to follow the example of the bionic man to accompany Deng Huailing. Recently, that man has been staring at him for a long time inexplicably, until he sees his guilty conscience, thinking that the other party has discovered something.When Rosie asked why she wanted to see him, the other party whispered love words in his ear without shame, and hugged him from behind to prevent him from leaving, making him forget the original question in an instant.

After being frightened a few times, Rosie never dared to face Deng Huailing again. He almost suspected that Deng Huailing was laughing when he was trembling in the other's arms, but when he turned his head, the man still had affectionate eyes, which scared RosieThe other party will kiss him in the next moment.

He couldn't stand the torment, and would rather reduce his activity time, and switch to Rosie to bear all of it.For the first time, Luoxi lost the clue to deal with a relationship. He neither hated nor liked him, but desperately wanted to escape and avoid Deng Huailing's sight.

Therefore, every evening, his mood would fall to the bottom. Although the bionic man was used as a shield, deep in his consciousness, he could still see Deng Huailing, hear Deng Huailing, perceive Deng Huailing, and then be hugged by the other party.Sleeping in bed for a night is undoubtedly an extension of pain.

Fortunately, the upcoming spring festival at God's Residence saves him.This is an ancient ritual celebration of Shintoism and the most important traditional festival. When Rosie proposed to stay overnight at God's Residence, Deng Huailing agreed indifferently. He didn't even ask about the meaning of the obscure word spring festival. He only said that he would go on a mission at night, can't accompany him to watch the celebration, let him be more careful.

This means - he can get rid of the fate of being hugged to sleep for one night, and leave Deng Huailing completely.Without thinking too much, Rosie turned the key in her hand and raised the corner of her mouth.