Chapter 5 Vegeta Bar
It was already dawn when Weize walked back to the rented small apartment.
He opened the door and the cottage, which was less than 30 square meters, was empty, and the clothes and socks were thrown everywhere. There were a few empty wine bottles and half of the leftover fried rice on the table. The unpainted dishes were soaked in the sink. It was a typical bachelor's residence.
Weize has not been so rampant in some years. The fully automatic industrial zone is almost 60 kilometers away from his nest. He walked for seven hours with his legs. After entering the house, he sat directly into the broken sofa, kicked off the boots on his feet, and fell asleep in a drowsy way.
Weize was awakened by the cold. The minimum temperature on Mars can reach -133° at night. Although it is no longer so exaggerated after climate transformation, it will still be very cold, so every household will install a heater.
The heaters at Weize's residence are among the oldest models and solar-powered ones. This old antique has been operating for more than a dozen years. Perhaps because he felt that this hard work was worthy of his ex-factory price, he finally decided to officially retire today.
Weize picked up the remote control and pressed it all, but there was no response from the other side.
"Hey, the perfect day."
After the failure of the physical shock method, Wei Ze gave up the maintenance plan, took off his clothes, walked into the narrow and cramped bathroom, turned on the shower, and the hot water sprayed from the shower flowed down the scars of all sizes on his skin, making his mood better again.
Eze picked up the shampoo, "How about some music?"
The personal terminal he placed next to the sink lit up, and One Republic's "counting
This is an old song from the 21st century. The lead singer Ryan has a unique voice. She was once popular all over the world and has been high on major lists. But just like other things in this world, she will be eliminated by time one day. Now, except for niche rock enthusiasts like Weize, no one will listen to such old songs, and it is difficult to download them on the Internet.
Weize hummed lightly in the bathroom with the melody, squeezed the shampoo on his head and grabbed the foam, but the next moment the water flow above his head stopped abruptly.
Warning: The water level is too low! Warning: The water level is too low! Please purchase the water volume in time.
Weize ran out of the bathroom with a head of foam and pulled out the water meter. Only then did he find that the water supply quota he purchased last time had been used up, so he had to run to the place where he took off his clothes, flip out his wallet, and hurriedly insert the bank card inside into the groove under the water meter.
However, what awaited him was a reminder of insufficient balance of the credit point.
"What a joke?" Wei Ze widened his eyes, and then he tried to insert his bank card into his personal terminal. The balance of the 12 credit points on the screen seemed particularly dazzling.
The water supply quota on Mars starts at 10 cubic meters, with a price of 18 credit points. In other words, the money in his bank card is not enough to charge the water bill once.
Weize dialed Levi's number without hesitation. The latter should be discussing business with someone, apologizing, and walking out of the house.
"Have you thought it through?" After a night of buffering, Levi's anger seemed to have disappeared a lot, at least not as aggressive as it was.
"No, it's something else." Wei Ze said in a serious tone, "I suspect my bank card was stolen. Last week, there were more than 700 credit points in the card, but now there are only 12 left!!!"
"Don't doubt it." Levi yawned. She watched the drama until the early morning after watching it last night. In the morning, she came to the office early to see an important client. She was a little sleep-deprived and said lazily, "I took away your money. You borrowed 500 credit points from me last month. Including the interest, it's almost the same amount."
"Now is not a joke." Weize smiled bitterly, "I took a shower and stopped water halfway, and I didn't have money to pay for the water bill."
"Last time you owe money but didn't pay it back, you said that you had ALS and had less than one year's life span... You really should improve your lying level. Do you need me to sign up for a training class for you? Maybe I can get you an acquaintance discount for you." Levi clamped his personal terminal with his shoulders and cheeks, pulled out a Marlboro from the cigarette box and lit, "Do you have anything else?"
"there is none left."
"Okay, I have something to do here, so I'll have to wait."
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Weize searched through the entire apartment and finally found half a bottle of pure water in the refrigerator. He washed his hair and then found a piece of odorless stuff from the pile of clothes that had not been washed for a long time and put it on his body.
When I opened the door, it was already dark outside.
Weize used the only 12 credit points left on her body to buy a vegetable sandwich from the 7-Eleven convenience store downstairs, and used a disposable paper cup in the store to pick up some cold water at the sink, which solved the dinner problem.
However, even if he is always nervous, he will inevitably feel a little crisis at this time. If he doesn't start working, he will go hungry tomorrow morning.
"Ha, it's not that easy to see me surrender."
Weize knew what Levi was doing, but she could not help but look at the role of her agent a little too high. Even if she didn't help Weize, he could still find work. He threw away the wrapping paper and disposable paper cups of sandwiches, patted his butt and left the convenience store.
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It is 21:57 pm.
Weize's figure appeared on the street outside Vegeta Bar. It is different from the ordinary bar that Red Owl, which is a special type of young people with strong hormones to release loneliness or white-collar workers to relieve stress. In terms of the terms in the game, Vegeta Bar belongs to that kind of special building and is only open to specific groups of people.
——This is a semi-public underground intelligence trading point.
It is said to be an underground intelligence trading point because the people here are basically guys who are wandering on the edge of the law, including some intelligence dealers, smugglers, bounty hunters or killer agents. First, they are human beings, and they also need a place to relax after work. Second, everyone gets together and can take this opportunity to exchange some useful information.
Therefore, since the day Vegeta Bar opened, its business has been very good. As a result, this situation has reached the ears of the federal police. So one afternoon, the police station in the Seventh District suddenly launched a raid without warning.
Four tactical teams armed to the teeth rushed into Vegeta Bar and subdued everyone inside. However, the investigation results came out half a day later, which surprised the police. None of the people they caught had a criminal record.
The police who did not believe in evil let the group go and launched two more raids in the next three months, but still found nothing. At this point, they had to admit their failure.
That night, a small party was held at Vegeta Bar. Everyone drank more than forty boxes of beer and partyed until dawn. Weize also remembered that crazy night. He competed with a beautiful female killer and lost to the other party for 10,000 credit points, but won a napkin with a phone number written on it.
The police have been puzzled by what link has gone wrong and leaked the news. They even suspected that there was an insider in their team, but in fact the answer is very simple, so simple that it makes people feel a little unbelievable.
——Because all the people who come to Vegeta to drink are without exception. No matter what they have done or what they plan to do, at least on the surface, their background is very clean.
It is probably difficult for people living in the ordinary world to understand the vigilance of those who act in the black world, but that's the case. Those who are careless and not sensitive enough to smell danger are usually difficult to survive in this industry.
Chapter completed!