Chapter 953 F and Tang

"Dear passengers, please note that you have arrived at the first floor. Please check your belongings and get off the train in an orderly manner. Thank you for taking this train. We look forward to seeing you next time..."

As the shuttle gradually slowed down, its passengers finally arrived at their destination.

Zhang Heng waited until the carriage module was removed and placed in the arrival area, then unbuckled his seat belt and followed the flow of people out of the station.

He noticed that the atmosphere on the first floor was very different from when he came last night. Although it was still groggy, there were many more riot police on the streets. It was almost anarchy. First-floor spaces are quite rare.

The appearance of these police officers was obviously related to the previous fight between Zhang Heng and the Bosozoku gang.

After all, dozens of people died, and it was a big deal no matter which floor they were placed on. However, it seems that Ms. F’s promise to help Zhang Heng handle this matter was not a lie. At least after Zhang Heng, the person concerned, showed up, the riot police The policeman didn't react at all and just watched him walk past.

Zhang Heng walked to the meeting place.

There was a community there, but unlike the three-story community, the only access control system was broken and there were no cameras installed. Zhang Heng took the elevator directly to the 22nd floor and knocked on the door of room 2204.

After a while, the electronic lock on the door opened, and Miss F's voice came from inside, "Come in and close the door."

"Yeah." Zhang Heng walked into the room after hearing this.

Unlike what he imagined, this was not a secret base on the second floor of a movie theater, but a real residence. Although the furniture and furnishings here were not as good as Xu Qian's apartment, no matter the hangings on the wall, , or the various furnishings in the house all prove that there are indeed people living here.

In addition, Zhang Heng also saw a little girl, about three or four years old, very cute, playing with a toy duck on the carpet in the living room.

Zhang Heng tried to say hello to the little girl, but the girl just looked up at him, did not speak, and went back to playing with her ducks.

Zhang Heng sat down on the sofa opposite her. About five minutes later, Miss F's voice came from the kitchen again, "Help me clear the table."

"Okay." Zhang Heng stood up and cleared the books and papers on the dining table.

Then Miss F also came over carrying two plates of fried vegetables.

"I usually only eat vegetarian food at night, but I knew you were coming, so tonight I fried an extra plate of shredded pork with green pepper for you. I keep it in the kitchen so you can bring it out."

"Thank you." Zhang Heng said, then looked at the little girl on the carpet, "She belongs to you and Mr. G..."

"No, she is just the child of a friend of mine. She is temporarily placed with me," Miss F said. "Her mother will get off work soon and pick her up."

"Oh." Zhang Heng then walked into the kitchen and took out the plate of shredded pork with green pepper and the two bowls of rice on the side.

On the other side, Miss F also served the porridge, took chopsticks and spoons, and asked the little girl on the carpet to play in the next room.

After the two of them sat down at the table, Zhang Heng once again handed the gift he just bought to Miss F opposite, and at the same time thanked her, "I didn't expect you to let me come to your home."

"Why do you say that?" Miss F took the gift and found it was a box of chocolates. When she saw the brand of the chocolates, her hands clearly paused when she opened the box.

"Because once I return to the security company, this memory is likely to be seen and cause you trouble." Zhang Heng said, "Thank you for showing me the movie. The part about the social reality in it is impressive. Profound, oh, and that hamster you gave me, I didn’t figure out what it meant until I got home.”

"That's impossible," Miss F frowned, "It's never easy to doubt one's own existence. Even the best philosophers can't be aware of one's identity so quickly, let alone you accepting it so quickly. , there doesn’t even seem to be the slightest suspicion.”

"Well, this is probably because I happen to be thinking about who I am recently." Zhang Heng said.

"Do you have an answer now?"

"No, but I at least already know I'm a clone."

"Well, because of the existence of the memory encoder, the memories possessed by the clones are all fake." Miss F used chopsticks to pick up a green vegetable for Zhang Heng. "You need some time to adapt to your new identity and think about who you are." Who, why, and how do you want to live?"

"You are right, but before that, I still have something important to do," Zhang Heng said while pointing to his head, "I have to take out the locator under the cerebral cortex. "

"Is this why you came to me?" Miss F seemed a little curious, "How do you know I can help you?"

"Because I know who you are." Zhang Heng said, "If there is one person in this world who can solve the troubles I encountered, it would be you. You once encountered the same thing as me, and the outside world thought you were dead. , but you are still sitting opposite me, I just don’t know whether I should continue to call you Miss F, or is it better to call you Tang?”

Miss F's pupils shrank suddenly when she heard this, but soon returned to normal. If Zhang Heng hadn't been looking into her eyes, he wouldn't even have been able to catch her fleeting emotional changes.

Then I heard Miss F calmly say, "Tang is dead, or to be more precise, she never existed. She is just an idol symbol created to meet the entertainment needs of the public. She has no relatives, no friends, no Her own thoughts do not have any precious memories that truly belong to her, it is just an...empty, beautiful toy."

"But now you have it," Zhang Heng said, "I came to you for no other reason. I just want to know how you took the locator out of your head back then?"

"Sorry, I can't help you take out the locator." Miss F shook her head.

"Huh?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.

"Because I was saved by someone back then, and you have seen the person who saved me."

"Mr. G?"

"Yes, so if you want to take out the locator from your head, you can only ask him for help. As far as I know, he is the only person in New Shanghai 0297 who can take out the locator from your head."

"Then what price do I have to pay...wait, is the reason why you want to marry him one of the conditions for him to help you in the first place?"

"You misunderstood. The reason why I want to marry him is just because I want to marry him. Mr. G didn't force me, otherwise we wouldn't have delayed our engagement until now." Miss F stroked the engagement ring on her hand He said calmly, "But you have to know that even if he helps you, the risk will be very high. He may indeed make some requests to you, but don't worry, I will also speak for you."