Manhattan Reborn 1978

new York.

night~

Manhattan, Gold Coin Hotel.

Mr. Gardener sat in the living room with a very strange expression, silently watching the "psychotic" Odis Parker and the "imaginative genius" David, seriously discussing things that he couldn't understand. . game? !

"You shouldn't have said that to Karnes just now..."

"If he finds a loophole in the rules and uses it to make ten thousand pounds very quickly..."

"What are you going to do about it?"

"Haha~" Mr. Odis Parker's question made David couldn't help laughing.

"Don't forget, there are loopholes in every rule!"

"Kanes was able to find loopholes in this game and exploit them to complete his mission. This is his ability and his luck."

"We cannot just focus on how he takes advantage of loopholes in the rules, but we must respect his decision to participate voluntarily, carefully observe his behavioral patterns and psychological changes, and accumulate experience for the next game."

"Next time?" Otis Parker nodded in surprise, and asked with a smile on his face full of expectation.

"So you didn't just do it on the spur of the moment?"

"of course not!"

David unbuttoned his collar, stood up and walked to the small bar, poured himself some kumquat wine, and explained with a smile.

"Only with the first time can there be a second time and countless times after that~"

"By the way, I haven't introduced it to you yet, have I?"

"I call it a role-playing game, or RPG for short."

"In an RPG, voluntary players must abide by the rules of the game, play a role, and complete a series of tasks, from which they can gain an unprecedented novel experience and sense of accomplishment."

David saw the confused expression on Mr. Gardener's face, walked to sit down next to him, and asked with a smile.

"Have you ever heard of a formal system?"

"No..." Mr. Gardener shook his head and replied.

"Actually, it's pretty simple."

"Players participating in the game play a role in the RPG game, and under a structured rule set by us, the role they play develops through some actions."

"The player's success or failure in this process depends on a formal system of rules or courses of action."

"A formal system consists of two parts in logic and mathematics. It is a collection of formal language + inference rules or transformation rules."

"In mathematics, David Hilbert founded metamathematics as a discipline for discussing formal systems."

"Any language used to discuss formal systems may be called a metalanguage."

"A metalanguage may be as natural as an ordinary language, or it may be partially formalized, but it is usually less formalized than the formal language of the system under examination."

"Nothing~"

"The core of RPG games is the player's role playing!"

"Anyone can play the role of engineer, driver, salesperson, etc. in the game, ordinary people roles that we can see everywhere in real life."

"If a kid from a rich family like Karnes has never participated in RPG games, he may never be able to understand the hardships and hardships of ordinary people's lives."

"Unless~the Rothschild family goes bankrupt!"

"Hahaha~" Odis Parker was amused by this "joke".

Mr. Gardener, who had lived and worked in Europe for many years, couldn't laugh when he heard David's last joke. .

Will the Rothschild family go bankrupt?

Hundreds of years from now, maybe~

But I may not be able to see it. .

----

The other side of the Pacific.

Hong Kong.

A quarter past nine in the morning.

Lai Chi Kok Road, Sham Shui Po.

Karnes was wearing ordinary clothes that Cui Yingying bought specially for him, holding 50 pounds in his hand, standing blankly on the side of the street, looking at the cars and pedestrians passing by, feeling a little confused. .

In a street store not far behind him, Bill Gutherland held the microphone, looked at Canes outside the window, and whispered to the other end of the phone.

"Don't worry~ I have found someone to follow him 24 hours a day to ensure safety."

"um, yes."

"He only had 50 pounds on him..."

"Correct!"

"It's only seven days. 50 pounds should be enough for him to eat."

"If there is an emergency, I will contact you at any time."

"Okay~"

"Then I will report to you at nine o'clock in the morning and nine o'clock in the evening every day?"

"Haha~ok!"

"Goodbye, sir!"

Bill put down the phone, turned to look at Cui Yingying who was chatting with the store owner, waved to her and smiled.

"let's go?"

"Ok!"

Cui Yingying took out some change from her small bag and gave it to the shopkeeper. She took Bill's arm and walked out of the shop with a smile.

With a "cheesy" smile on his lips, Bill walked to Carnes and took out a small notebook and said.

"You have memorized the rules of the game, right?"

"Do you need me to repeat that?"

"No need~" Kanes' eyes slowly "focused" on the other side of the street, pointing to a street sign and asking Cui Yingying.

"Can I go to the dock according to the directions on that sign?"

"Okay." Cui Yingying looked at the street signs in the distance and smiled.

"Go straight along this road and you'll find the pier."

"It only costs $2 to take the ferry across the harbor and you can get to Central."

“Or you can take a minibus and go through the undersea tunnel directly to Central.”

"Ok!"

Karnes seemed to have found his confidence again, waving to Bill and Cui Yingying.

"We will meet here seven days from now."

"You go ahead, I'll take a look around by myself."

"Um.."

When Bill heard that Carnes decided to start the game, he looked at him carefully for a few seconds and nodded slightly.

"Under the rules of the game, you have one right to request financial assistance or medical assistance."

"Also~"

"If you can't adapt to the game and want to quit..."

"Stop~!" Karnes showed a trace of impatience on his face, tilted his head to look at the "serious face" Bill, and asked with a grin on his face.

"Do you also think...that I'm an idiot who can't take care of myself?"

"No!"

"If not, then stop talking nonsense!"

"..." Bill pursed his lips, took a deep breath, looked into Karnes's eyes, and nodded slowly.

"See you in seven days!"

"Let's go, let's go~" Kanes waved his hand casually, winked at Cui Yingying and smiled, turned around and staggered across the road, and his figure gradually disappeared across the street.

Cui Yingying, who had been paying attention to Bill quietly, soon followed his gaze and saw two people, gradually walking away behind Kanes.

After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Do you need me to find someone for help?"

"Oh?" Bill turned to look at her and asked with a smile.

"You want to ask your family for help?"

"No~"

"I've lived in this city for thirty years and have friends who can help."

"Well, thank you!" Bill did not refuse directly, but smiled at Cui Yingying to express his gratitude.

"Although this was just a game that David proposed, I could tell... that Carnes was taking it very seriously."

"From his point of view, this is not only a game, but also a self-challenge."

"Because few people at his age would admit frankly that they are a fool who can't take care of themselves."

"Especially Carnes!"

"I understand." Cui Yingying nodded slowly, glanced at her watch, and smiled.

"This is not far from my senior brother's hotel. Can I take you to taste his cooking?"

"Okay." Bill showed a very interested expression and said with a gentlemanly smile.

"Please~ beautiful lady!"

"Um.."

----

new York.

It's approaching midnight~

Manhattan, upstairs at Wildfire Bar on 42nd Street.

When David returned home, as he expected, Susan was already waiting for him "in vain".

However, there were also things that surprised him.

For example, Chasida, the maid who had been promised to be helpful in the afternoon, was "unloyal" and disappeared at this time. .

Susan very keenly noticed that David's expression was slightly unnatural, so she held back his smile and held his arm, deliberately teasing him.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to Hawaii."

"Are you... hmm tonight?"

"Okay!" David grinned and pretended to be calm, bent down and picked up Princess Susan directly, and strode towards the bedroom.

Susan had actually seen through him a long time ago, smiled and hugged his neck, whispering a few words to him.

"Huh??" David widened his eyes in disbelief and asked, looking down at Susan in his arms.

"Really?"

"Yeah..." Susan's cheeks turned red and she nodded slightly.

"Hush!" David carried Susan to the bedside, slowly put her down, took a few deep breaths with his eyes wide open, suppressed the joy and shock in his heart, and waved his arms vigorously to Susan. He laughed while spinning in circles.

"How do you feel now?"

"It's very late. Are you hungry?"

"Would you like something sweet or something sour?"

"Just wait, I'll make you a midnight snack!"

Susan was lying on the bed, watching David run out of the bedroom in a panic, and shouted to him with a smile.

"Come back~ I haven't finished talking yet!"

"...?!" David returned to the bedroom in surprise, sat on the bed and looked at Susan seriously and asked.

"what happened?"

"Just tell me, I'm here!"

Susan sat up slowly, patted David's arm a few times with her hand, and said with a smile: "Tomorrow, you will accompany me to the hospital for examination first."

"When it's confirmed...it's never too late for you to be happy!"

"Ah...oh!"

"Okay!" David opened his mouth and thought for a moment, feeling that this was indeed the case. He "threw Susan down" with a smile, stared at her forehead with his forehead, and said with a giggle.

"Don't worry, no matter if it's a boy or a girl, I like them all~"

"Best twins!"

"Hahaha~ You think so beautifully!"

"What, you still don't believe in my strength?" David supported his body with his left arm and made a bodybuilding movement with his right arm, feeling that his "masculinity" was off the charts and laughed.

"Haha~" Susan touched his chest with her hand, then slowly slid it down, asking softly with silky eyes.

"What strength do you have?"

"let me see?"

"...Okay!" David was completely free of the "passive and slow-down" mood at this moment. He turned around happily and excitedly and ran into the bathroom to take a shower.

. . .

More than an hour later.

David slowly let go of the sleeping Susan, fell down on the pillow, and looked up at the ceiling, not feeling sleepy at all.

Because he is going to be a father!

----

After midnight~

The wilderness in the easternmost part of Queens.

In a small wooden house in the dense woods, there was a strange smell of sour + spicy + stinky mixed in the air. Far Pochvino pinched his nose and asked in a low voice to "Octopus" Wasim.

"Did he say that?"

"Ah."

Wasim's cold face showed a smile that made Far's neck feel cold, and nodded.

"He even said how many women he had slept with since childhood."

"..Then what?"

"Are there any clues that would allow us to continue the investigation?"

"Don't worry~" Wasim put down the travel bag in his hand, lit a cigarette, and said quietly.

"He mentioned a few names and addresses. We will split up later and catch them all tonight!"

"Um... first tell me who they are? Where do they live?" Farr asked with a frown.

Wasim took a drag on his cigarette and asked as he watched Far leaning back on the sofa.

"Where are the weapons in your car? Are they still there?"

"exist.."

"Then let's leave now."

"Whatever you want to know, I will tell you on the way."

Farr stared at Wasim for a moment and nodded silently.

About an hour later.

The car the two were riding in was parked next to a high-rise building on the west side of Central Park in Manhattan.

Wasim looked around carefully and whispered.

"As soon as I get off the bus, you can leave."

"This matter has nothing to do with you from now on."

"...Hmm!" Far Boqvino watched in silence as Wasim got out of the car, quickly disappeared around the corner of the intersection ahead, and let out a long breath.

These days, he is accompanying Wasim on the case of a captive girl that happened in Queens a few months ago. He feels that the more in-depth the investigation is, the more complex the case will be. It is far more complicated than the two of them imagined~

Especially today!

Wasim learned from that bastard that in New York. .

Do not!

There are at least nearly a hundred dignitaries in the country who have participated in the purchase, sale, captivity, and abuse of young girls. .

And these are only the approximate numbers that the bastard knows. It may not be possible to find out who else has participated. .

Because the most critical people in this case have been killed long ago. .

In the car.

Farr lit a cigarette for himself, opened the car window and blew out a cloud of smoke, then started the car and drove away from this place of right and wrong.

Yes!

He was scared.

He is just a little policeman who still has some justice and conscience in his heart!

He could not allow himself to be like Wasim, who had no scruples in taking crazy revenge on everyone who had ever been involved in human trafficking. .

Let alone let yourself be trapped in the dangerous game of "cannibalism" on the battlefield!

But Wasim was not afraid. .

He has only one purpose in coming to New York, to let everyone who has participated in and tortured his daughter taste the torture of hell!

. . .

42nd Street, Wildfire Bar.

Farr parked his car at the door of the bar, glanced at the auxiliary police office, hesitated for a few seconds, opened the door and walked into the bar.

In the bar.

The little Zach and the steel-toothed dog Mengo were standing on both sides of the door. When they saw Far Pochvino pushing the door open and walking in, they waved to him and smiled.

"Don't say anything for now, wait until this part is finished filming."

"Oh..." Farr looked at the crew who were filming a TV series in the bar. They all watched the performances of several actors with bated breath. Feeling curious, he slowly walked to the side, stood on a chair and looked towards the bar. .

Next to the bar.

The bartender Bruce Willis, who usually stuttered when talking to people, was standing at the bar with a joking smile on his lips and said to an actress whom Farr didn't know.

“You don’t like disco music, fuck my shit!”

"This is my territory~I can put whatever I want!"

"If you don't want to hear it, the door is over there~ Get out of here!"

"you!!"

The actress was so angry with Bruce's performance that she "exploded" and immediately greeted Bruce cordially using Southern slang that Farr couldn't understand. .

"CUT!"

As the on-site director's voice sounded, the "melon-eating people" standing quietly in the corner of the bar immediately gave their own evaluations of the actress' textbook-like "bombing" of slang just now.

The little Zach walked up to Farr with a smile, patted his calf and waved.

"Let's go over there and I'll buy you a drink!"

"Oh..." Farr jumped down from the chair, followed the little Zach and sat next to the steel-toothed dog Mengo, picked up a bottle of beer that had just been opened, and asked curiously.

"What's the plot of this scene?"

"Let's have a fight~" the little Zach took a sip of beer and explained to Farr with a gossipy face.

“Last summer in Chicago, there was a station called The Best Rock and Roll Station that was converted into a disco station.”

"The rock radio anchor at the time, Steve Dahl, was also fired."

“After that, Steve Dahl began to gather his peers who were also opposed to disco music becoming mainstream music, and formed the Anti-Disco Alliance, gathering a large number of die-hard rock fans, and began to resist and oppose disco music in various ways. Domestic expansion is crazy..."

“By last Christmas, people who supported Steve Dahl’s anti-disco initiative began to call themselves rock apostles and actively responded to Steve Dahl’s call, so that anti-disco music gradually evolved into a kind of performative music. Activity.."

"Last week, Steve Dahl said publicly on a TV talk show~"

"He is teaming up with friends to create a rock song that satirizes disco music and plans to officially release it before the end of the month."

"...?!" After listening to little Zach's explanation, Farr saw a few question marks on his forehead. He glanced in the direction of the bar in confusion and asked with a grin.

"Will anyone watch this kind of plot content?"

"Of course~"

"Steve Dahl is a genius who knows how to exploit the emotions of rock fans and create hype."

"The wave of opposition to disco music he has led will definitely attract more people who think they are smart to join in, allowing it to slowly sweep across the country and even the world!"

The little Zach raised his thumbs and gestured behind him a few times, smiling.

"Look over there~ My brother also made a small cameo in this episode."

"Um...what is he playing?" Farr's hand holding the beer bottle slowly exerted force and asked with the corner of his mouth twitching.

"He plays a security guard in a bar in the play."

"After filming all the scenes, he can get a performance fee of 600 yuan."

"..." Farr was completely speechless.

Menge, the steel-toothed dog, saw Far's face "turning black", picked up the bottle and gestured to him, and said.

"Such mindless and noisy situations have become less and less common in the past two years."

"Many people regard it as a game, an event or a party, and actively participate and enjoy it."

"Among those who like disco music, there must be rock fans!"

"It doesn't matter who is right or wrong."

“What’s important is that it’s lively, interesting, and fun!”

"..." Farr picked up the wine bottle and touched it with the steel-toothed dog Menge. He looked at the actors and crew members standing in front of and behind the camera, and he couldn't help but feel a strange sigh in his heart.

Same city, different people~

Under the same night, some people may have lost their lives, but others are happily looking around to have fun and join in the fun. .