At 10 o'clock in the morning, Turing was woken up by the alarm clock on time.

Gently rubbed his eyes, which were still tired, and the phantom limbs helped to tidy up the quilt behind him. Turing picked up the medicine bottle at the head of the bed, gave a capsule to his mouth, and swallowed it with water.

Then he pressed his hand on his chest and took a deep breath.

When I got home yesterday, it was already past three o'clock at night. I slept for seven hours and had enough rest. And he still had a lot of things to do today.

Scenes of what I experienced yesterday afternoon and evening flashed in my mind. Turing turned on his phone and saw a message listed on the homepage:

"306055573: I forgot to tell you yesterday. Although the rag was boring in my place, I would like to ask me to order equipment and I will charge you a little. ~"

Next, there is a payment code below.

Turing identified it and it was a fixed payment, with a total of 6,666 yuan.

It's Kahn.

“Symbolism…”

Shaking his head helplessly, Turing paid the other party. It was indeed symbolic for the granddaughter of the boss of a large company.

A new message came soon:

"Passed by patronage☆."

Then I picked up another of my original phones, which were filled with missed calls from my mother and father.

Shaking his head, Turing could guess that he was asking about money, so he didn't care for it for the time being. He took out the toast bread and yogurt from the refrigerator, and after a little warming the toast bread, he ate a simple breakfast with the yogurt.

The phantom limb drilled out a bunch of small tentacles and inserted them into the socket on one side. After a flash of light at home, it took it back.

Its breakfast is quite different.

Now, Turing has developed the habit of rechargeing the phantom limbs when eating.

Chewing bread in his mouth, Turing called her mother:

"mom?"

"Hey? Lingling, why did you suddenly make so much money into my account? 70,000 yuan! Where did you get so much money?"

Listening to the mother opposite, he was full of worry, Turing quickly explained:

"Aren't my family short of money recently? I happened to meet a wanted criminal when I went out on the street some time ago, so I contacted the police to help arrest him. These are the bonuses for wanted criminals."

"Wanted criminal?" The mother opposite was obviously stunned for a moment, "Really? How could you meet a wanted criminal?"

Listening to her mother's obvious disbelief, Turing patiently explained to her, and finally hung up the phone after the other party repeatedly told her not to do such dangerous things again.

Just after I hung up, my phone rang again.

"Hey, dad..."

"What's going on with this 70,000 yuan?" A calm voice came from the opposite side.

Turing could only explain it again, but unexpectedly, there was a silence on the other side of Tushan.

"I understand. Don't do this in the future, it's dangerous."

"I know, dad. I'm just lucky."

"You don't seem to have gone to work in the company recently? You haven't gone back to the school either?" Tushan's words changed.

“Uh…yes.”

"Then don't go there for now, stay in the house for a while."

Turing, who thought he was going to be chanted, suddenly felt a little strange.

"Why?"

"You have been very tired in the past two years. It is a good thing to take a while... By the way, you have been taking medicine, right?"

“No stop.”

"That's fine. Although so many years have passed, you still have to be careful. You don't have to worry about family affairs."

"I know."

"I have another chance to open it, so I won't talk about it for now."

My father hung up the phone as usual. For some reason, he always felt something was wrong with his father's words.

"If it is true as Luo Wang said, most of Yezhou's forces have large companies supporting them, then Dad's company may not be simple." Turing suddenly thought of this, searched Dad's company with his mobile phone, and took a sip of yogurt with his other hand.

The company is named "Miguang".

Miguang Technology Group's main business direction is to provide security services to other companies, and is also a technology research and development company.

Flipping through the mobile phone, Turing clicked on the news pages related to Miguang Company, and a large number of columns were displayed. Basically, Miguang Company built a branch in a certain country, or Miguang Company’s security was hired by other large companies, or Miguang Company held a press conference in a certain place.

Then Turing directly searched for Miguang Company in the search engine.

A large number of folk posts and marketing account articles appeared on the screen, but they looked relatively normal, and there were no signs of constituents. However, many comments on the posts of Miguang's company's appointment of mercenaries attracted Turing's attention.

After a brief look, Turing decided to ask Luo Wang to help him check his father's company.

As soon as I held the encrypted phone in my hand, I saw the call message from this guy.

"Just going to call you."

"Gray Fox, did you do the ruins?"

"What ruin?"

He guessed that Luo Wang called him for this.

"Cao." Luo Wang was speechless when he heard Turing pretending to be stupid. "The power of the Lonely House is not very strong, but it has a strong penetration in Yezhou and has a wide network of contacts. Although its own force is nothing to the technology hunter, you should be careful about their harassment. Jiuke's side is an elimination policy for the Lonely House, so you don't have to worry about this."

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Turing continued to pretend to be stupid.

"Okay, okay... I'll just tell you. How are you preparing for your actions tonight?"

"Don't panic, I'm still doing early reconnaissance. Are there technology hunters in Carcos?"

"Don't worry, the information I gave you is all, and there will be no mistakes." The sound of a lighter crisply flip came from Luowang. "If you need help, I can help you find some people. Of course, they want money."

"I do have something to do here and need your help. Do you have any information about Miguang Company and Feng Jing?"

"The information of Miguang Company is worthless, it's all for free to give it to you. As for Feng Jing..."

Luowang hesitated for a moment.

"I have never heard of this person's name, I will pay attention to it for you... But why do you feel that you are checking this and that every day? In addition to the middleman, I am also an intelligence businessman, and I have never asked you for money. Don't go too far." A helpless voice came from Luo Wang.

"There is no way. I am a newcomer to the industry, and I am your life-savior after all, right? If you really want information, you can deduct it from my mission remuneration."

"Okay."

"Thank you."

Turing hung up the phone and waited for Luo Wang to send information, and the matter of Lonely House flashed through his mind.

Judging from Luo Wang's statement, even if Jiuke knew that it was his own, he would not pursue it. There is no need to worry about this. The only thing you need to pay attention to is the "teenager" who didn't know what was going on and was not killed by the demon weapon.

As for Dad’s company...

Buzz —

Luo Wang's information was sent, and Turing stopped his thoughts.

According to the information in the collection, Miguang Company does not seem to support a certain force behind the scenes as Turing guessed, and they are all detailed information about fighting with rival companies that Turing expected.

But one thing still attracted Turing's attention, that is, some mercenaries in Yezhou have left the security department of Miguang Company and are looking for work in Yezhou's mercenary circle.

"It seems that there is no problem at the moment. I hope nothing happens to my dad."

After reading the information, Turing was quite relieved.

After finishing his breakfast, Turing walked to the fox who was still sleeping in, opened the cage and changed the food bowl to feed him. He then fed a few demonic weapons kept in the toilet.

After dealing with all these trivial matters, almost half an hour passed.

The phantom limb dragged over a large locked box, filled with all kinds of things Turing had obtained over the past period of time.

A string of broken electronic components inside was taken out of the box, and Turing placed it on the simple experiment bench.

This is the module of some of the executioner system I got from Adjutant Lucia last night.
Chapter completed!