"Dick only has one robot left." In secret base Two, Jiang Shu, sitting on the sofa, spoke as he looked at the enormous simulated light screen in front of him.
The simulated light screen was playing a third-rate horror film. For so reason, whenever Jiang Shu and Liu Tingruo were idle and bored, they would play such a horror film, but no one actually paid serious attention to it.
"Yeah, I saw that episode. Little Ding killed another one of Dick’s robots." Liu Tingruo sat beside him, watching her own Simulated Light Screen projection by Little Eight and furiously entering data with Little Five.
"Yeah, only the last one left, no idea where it’s hiding." Jiang Shu also replied, "Hey, do you have a way to find him?"
Liu Tingruo then stopped her hands, taking a careful look at the man in front of her, sensing the added aning in his recent words, and only after a long while did she reveal a puzzled look, "Don’t tell you have absolutely no contingency plan in case another chanical Dick doesn’t co out to control the situation?"
"Huh?" Jiang Shu didn’t understand.
"Little Ding killed Dick in front of the public, this will cause Social turmoil," Liu Tingruo continued, "According to what you’ve said before, you should be responsible for this."
"Uh." Jiang Shu scratched his head, "Seems like it."
He understood the aning behind Liu Tingruo’s words: initially faced with the trolley problem, his approach, or rather his life principle, was either to stay completely out of it or take full responsibility.
Unless he forgot.
"So?" Liu Tingruo raised an eyebrow.
Jiang Shu casually laid out his backup plan, "Just wait and see. If that chanical Dick shows up, it’ll be the sa direct approach as before. And if he doesn’t co out to take charge... we still have another Tang on our hands, right?"
"Oh." Liu Tingruo nodded, but then a new question arose, "But why would this Tang help you?"
"Because he wants to win even more than I do," Jiang Shu smiled again, his eyes calm, "So he will agree. He only has a chance to win if he reappears in front of the public physically, he can’t stay hiding in a paper house as a paperman forever, can he?"
"Alright." Liu Tingruo understood Jiang Shu’s reasoning. She then leaned forward slightly, resting gently against Jiang Shu, and looked at him with a more profound gaze, "It sounds like a plan, have you also used such clever tricks on ?"
"Uh, dealing with you definitely requires a plan, if possible, I’d rather not need a plan," Jiang Shu answered earnestly and then blinked, as if he had recalled sothing, he corrected, "No, wait, plan after plan after plan."
Hearing this, Liu Tingruo was briefly stunned. After pondering the deeper aning in Jiang Shu’s words for a while, she suddenly blushed, and with so frustration, she punched Jiang Shu’s chest while saying, "Shut up!"
"Cough cough." Jiang Shu covered his chest and coughed twice, imdiately behaving and stopping the talk about last night’s events.
After all, Liu Tingruo’s punches were no light ordeal.
Thus, the two once again fell into silence. Jiang Shu continued browsing casually on the screen of Tablet Spirit Xiao Jia, keeping up with external affairs via the internet, occasionally watching the horror film on the screen, or sneaking glances at Liu Tingruo’s flawless profile. anwhile, Liu Tingruo earnestly continued her research on spiritual power and spiritual bodies with the help of Little Eight and Little Five, striving to soon understand the relationships between these technologies.
They had enough tacit understanding and did not find such silent, conversationless tis boring. It was like a couple who had been married for over a decade, wholly enjoying the quiet ti spent together.
Having successfully perford that session of Resurrection Magic yesterday and, in the process, destroyed Dick’s second fake body, Jiang Shu now held an absolute advantage in the ga.
But then again, on how to completely end this affair with the New Black Wall, he still had no clear plan, so that remaining fake body of Tang still had the capability to turn the tables.
Poison, massacre, resurrection—after this string of actions, Jiang Shu had no idea what Fifth District would turn into.
Jiang Shu casually browsed today’s trending topics on Thunderclap, the first being yesterday’s sensation—"chanical version of Dick Tang dead at Fifth District police station."
This news had sparked an overwhelming dia storm once exposed, with countless people engaging in discussions, but it hadn’t caused any significant chaos in a short period of ti.
After all, it was only a chanical version of Tang that had died, and not all people of Fifth District would plunge into irrational panic without confird news about Tang’s real body.
However, regardless of how the public opinion was being guided, there was no official statent released imdiately.
It seed, the last remaining fake body of Tang also found this matter quite troubleso, montarily uncertain of how to resolve the situation.
As for the EF zone of Fifth District, it had once again descended into chaos, but that was the nature of EF zone—chaos would ensue there regardless of these events, but under the strong suppression of the Black-clad Hunters, it was quickly returned to calm.
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