The Speaking Pork Trotter

In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution.
It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion.
Steel and flesh, past and future.
In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach.
The darkness is slowly creeping in.
But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness.
Gotta use fire.

Naming Technique of the Night

Lordbluefire

"Arrange for everyone to take turns resting," Qing Chen said. "There are three days left before the trade, and all detectives in Team Seven must be back to their best condition. Let everyone go home and rest well. Qing Hua, go tell Deer Island that we will choose the transaction location within City 10."


"Understood," replied Qing Hua, feeling an uncontrollable excitement upon learning about Qing Chen's plan to bring Qing Mu back home, as if she was filled with strength.


In fact, it wasn't just because of Qing Mu's high status in the hearts of the Qing intelligence personnel, but also because Qing Hua never dared to imagine that she could be involved in such an important event.


It was very dangerous, but opportunity accompanied it as well.


Before leaving the office, Qing Hua turned to glance at Qing Chen one last time. The new boss had already taken out the map of City 10 and seemed to be seriously selecting the location for the trade.


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