Naming Technique of the Night
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.
93, A New Beginning
In the wee hours past two o'clock, all the accomplices of the culprit had died. Who would call the gang leader at this hour?
He walked over to the car and gently took the cellphone out of the other party's pocket, pressing the call button.
The number displayed as "Unknown Caller".
Throughout this time, Qing Chen kept his finger of his other hand on the phone's camera, preventing anyone from capturing his face through the phone, even though his face was covered.
On the call, the person on the other end didn't speak, seemingly waiting for the gang leader to speak first.
However, Qing Chen on this side of the phone also remained silent.
The person on the other end caught on and started to chuckle lightly, "They're dead, aren't they?"
Qing Chen didn't speak.
The voice on the phone continued laughing, "Well, since they're dead, why don't we have a chat?"