The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Mobizzak arrived at the office first. Her appearance should be to scare Steve. When Zack came in, Steve was leaning up and leaning on the chair.

"Don't turn around." Zac pouted, telling Mo, dressed in the ancient Chinese costume, to stop turning. "What are you doing? Dancing."

"No." Mo stood well, his hands covered in wide cuffs, overlapped in front of him, an exotic dignity, "I am showing my identity, I hope this walker can find a suitable for me "Identified." She raised her eyebrows. "I often see Danny annoyed by his inappropriate identity. I don't want that."

Zac helped Steve, who looked weird, "What is your identity? Mo."

"Wife of King." Mo probably wanted to put a smile on the world, but it became awkward to show half of it, "One."

Zac shook his head helplessly and sat down behind his desk. "Mo, no one here knows the history of the Republic, and there can't be a 'suitable' identity for you here, so ..." Zac raised his hand and gestured. Very clear.

Mo Jianzui, the Chinese clothes are atomized, and when they are clear again, they become ordinary casual clothes, natural, similar to some of Louise ’s clothes, "Well, I am now a Grand Chef. Mr. Walker, casually Give me an identity, it does n’t matter. "

"Uh ..." Steve adjusted his breath and began to turn over the bag. "You can't do it anymore, your appearance, too, uh, come out."

Zac watched Steve pull out a camera, which seemed to take pictures of Mexico. Zac temporarily stopped, "Mo, can you change your appearance?" Mo himself said, this is not her body, plus the magical creation ability she has shown, this matter of course.

"Yes." Mo Yi raised his head, "but I don't want to." She touched her face, "This is how I was, I am going to maintain." Finally said a little, "Look at Danny."

This can be regarded as racial discrimination, meaning that Danny is no longer what it was. There is a detail, Mo did not use the shape changer gold as an example ~

Zac waved his hand, Steve pressed the shutter, and the front of the camera spit out a photo. Zac's attention was instantly attracted, "What is this?"

"Pictures." Steve didn't know why he was still holding a bunch of black photos back and forth.

"There are photos so soon ?!" That's right, Zac was surprised.

What are you expecting, a vampire who acquired imaging capabilities just a few months ago knows this 'good' thing about Polaroid?

Steve froze for a moment, "Are you going to get one?"

"Please!" Zac sorted his clothes and sat in danger.

Click.

Steve handed Zac a picture with a weird expression, "Wait a moment before imaging."

"Yeah." Zach started learning Steve, holding the photo back and forth to incite.

There was only a fan sound in the office.

Mo Min was behind Steve, and her photos had been imaged, "I look good."

Zac accelerated the incitement, staring at the slowly fading photos.

Steve pursed his lips and continued to turn the bag, but couldn't hold back, "Zac, haven't you taken photos before?"

"Once, there was no image of the vampire." Zack replied quickly, bending his mouth. "But now, I, Toredo, can."

Steve nodded pretending to be understandable, took out a few documents from the bag, opened it, it was identification information, it looked pretty formal, and photos were pinned on the page. Putting the photos of Mo next to it, it seems to be compared. Before the comparison, Steve still couldn't hold back, "I have investigated your identity in the circle, then the photos in your file ..."

"It's a painting, a realistic oil painting." Zac had already seen the effect of blur, and his smile spread on his face. "In order to appear more real, it was deliberately made into black and white, and then take pictures, it is not easy to distinguish between true and false."

Steve suddenly nodded and gestured for ink, but the words still said to Zac, "Then you are so lucky, the file management in recent years has started to ask for color ID photos, and your identity will be replaced by you like this. , Uh, vampire, it's not easy to get ... "

Zac stopped the incitement, turned his eyes away, and looked at Steve.

"What? What did I say?" Steve didn't feel anything strange.

Zac waved his hand, glanced at his picture with satisfaction, and received it in the drawer. "It's nothing. Are these the identities you prepared for ink?" Looking at the unfolded identity information in front of the desk, they were all Republicans.

"Oh, yes." Steve nodded and looked at the ink. "I know you probably think these women are not like you at all." Steve picked up a copy at random, "but in the eyes of the federal people In fact, it's not clear at all ... "He stopped himself and pouted," Well, these are so different. "

Mo is much prettier than these women, and the lack of ability to recognize her racial appearance does not affect the perception of beauty. Steve shook his head. "I'll look for you after I go back." Hesitated, "But expect not to be too high. , The identity of the Republican should match your appearance, it is estimated that it is difficult to find. "

Mo took a copy and said, "It says they are immigrants. Living in ..." Mo glanced at several other documents, "Federal, Midwest, and West."

"Yeah." Steve looked at Zac. "I don't actually have a Republican identity reserve. These are outside Barton. Some of my contacts have resources. There are not many in the central part, and there are many in the west."

"Are there many Republicans in the West?" Mo asked. In fact, this question already had an answer. James knew that the bean curd was sweet and sweet.

"Yes." Steve nodded. "The trade between the West and the Republic is the earliest in the Federation. To find you a suitable identity, or to contact from the West." He pursed his lips and said, "Listen." It is said that the recently passed Trade Import and Export Act was implemented on the west side. "He hesitated." It is also heard that the west is also dealing with us in the north. "

What is the north side of the Federation? It is a mountain, what is it to cross the mountain? The Indians used to have no way of knowing, because their civilization was not enough to support them to cross the harsh mountains, but later the Federation could. Unfortunately, after crossing, the Federation failed to expand its territory, and over there became a new colonial country.

It has been mentioned many times that the war ended ten years ago, and part of the battlefield was with them. A little recap, Ike identified General Lance as a treason, because he is now doing a secret deal with the federal north.

Zac had no intention of listening to this gossip, but instead had a sorry expression, "Sorry, I don't know if this identity would be so troublesome."

"No." Steve waved his hand. "This is the status, the population is moving, the status keeps docking in various cities, maybe it continues to move, or people disappear, and their identities are left. We like businessmen have the opportunity to do this kind of business. "He shrugged." The reserves in my hands are also identities left over from other places. This is easy to understand. "

It is easy to dare to think from any angle. People who replace their identities will not still live in the city where their identities are known.

"Then these people's identities are all left over?" Mo fiddled with the information. "Where did they go?"

"Uh, dead, missing, or want to disappear ..." Steve waved his hand. "There are many people who actively and passively give up their identities. They don't care where these people go. What they care about is that these identities are legal and legitimate. The identity person starts a new life in a new place. "

Steve looked at Mo's unwilling face, understandably, whoever encountered this kind of thing would be a little repulsive, "I have another way, if you are willing to wait."

"Wait?"

"The trade bill is passed, more and more people will come from the Republic, and some people will be able to foresee the situation of immigrants or permanent residents in the Federation." Speaking of working, Steve is very serious. "I heard some wind. Supported by the state government as a trading port ... "

Zac raised an eyebrow without interrupting. Guess what he thought of? Thinking of Susan coming to discuss the conditions, Zhangkou asked for a fee.

"So there will definitely be Republicans coming to Barton. If you do n’t want the second-hand identity left by others, you can make your own. Taking advantage of the regulatory chaos of the first group of people, find a loophole and use it."

Steve observed Zac's expression, "If you believe me, you can leave it to me."

"I know that you are an identity dealer, and you don't know that you can also create an identity." Zac was thinking.

"The essence is the same, both use the update deviation between the identity system and the real person." Steve answered. "You think so, the republic is half a world away from us, and it is easier to operate. The previous one is just handling. Trading, making one now, can be possible. "

Zac looked at Mexico, soliciting opinions from the parties, "What do you think."

Looking at the information, Mexico did n’t know it was a republican woman who was “dead, missing, or wanting to disappear”. She pursed her mouth, “Wait, anyway, as you say, such identities will increase, right Well. Even if I can't create my new identity, these will not run away. "

"That's right." Steve nodded with a smile, looking at Zac.

Zac also nodded, "Then so, thank you."

"No need to thank you." Steve waved his hand and started to tidy up, smiling at himself. "You pay." Danny, who doesn't pay, is known as an oolong. Mo Gang also took it out as a negative example, it was difficult for Steve not to laugh at himself.

When returning the identity information to the bag, accidentally, a piece of information that was not taken out fell out. Mo very quickly supported, just asked casually, "What is this?"

"Thanks." Steve stuffed it back. "Data of other work." It was probably unintentional. However, the movement of tidying started slowly until it stopped.

Steve took out this document and did not open it, "Zac, can I ask you to do me a favor?"

"What's busy?"

"En." Steve, holding the material in his hand, seemed to hesitate. "En ..."

Zac didn't know what the other party was going to say, and when Steve hesitated, he gestured towards Mo. Mo nodded and left.

Steve noticed and looked sideways at Mo leaving, "Well, it's not a thing ..." Mo still went out, it was polite.

"Say it." Zack smiled.

Steve held the file in his hand and lightly nodded his desk. "That's what delayed me here today, um ..."

Zac chuckled, waiting for the other party's hesitation to pass.

"Okay." Steve made the decision and opened the information, but his face was a little weird. "Do you know Didi? Interracial, Didi."

Zac pursed his lips, "Know, Mirror Man, in the Southern District."

"She gave me a call this morning." Steve became smooth, and the information was pushed to Zac, "probably ** a year ago, she bought an identity from me, introduced by Spella."

Zac took the information and glanced at it. The person on it was not Didi. At least it was not what Zac remembered. It was only a little like, "Is this the identity she bought?"

"Yeah." Steve nodded. "I was impressed because there were two Didi who went to me at the time. They said that their twin sisters had always lived in the same identity and wanted to buy a new one for the extra person. . "

Zac pouted, "You believe it?"

"Introduced by Spella." Steve repeated this point, "I was convinced at the time."

Zac wanted to hold back, "Is there something wrong with Jingren?"

"She said that the real Didi is going to marry with a new identity. Let me send a family message to help her start a new life."

"Oh?" Zach raised an eyebrow. "That's congratulations."

Steve's face became ugly. "But I don't know the address of Didi with his new identity."

Zac raised his eyebrows, looked at the information in front of him, and read out the address in the column of his residence, "xxxxx."

"I confirmed, she moved. It is estimated to be living with the man who is going to marry. Gee!" Steve bowed his head irritably.

Zac blinked, "You said you want me to help, do you want me to ask you the address?"

"Yes!" Steve's face started to blush.

"Did you not ask at first?" Zach was just purely curious.

"Huh!" Absolutely ashamed, "That mirror man wanted to tell me, but I refused!" He said, annoyed, "I heard her talking about her interracial, I was a little chaotic! Just thinking about ghost knowing silk Bella also used me to say that such a guy got his identity, and directly said that I knew the address of the identity I sold, and refused! "

Immediately, Steve looked at Zac blushing, "I'm not talking about aliens, I mean Sibella lied to me! From an early age to a common twin! *! I actually believed! Ghost knows Sibe What method does La make me, the person who deals with the identity system, believe this kind of nonsense! If Didi does not call me in the morning and directly says that he is an alien, I think these two guys are twins! You know it makes me How stupid does it look! "

Zac fully understood, smiled and closed the data, comfortingly patted Steve, "Now are you embarrassed to ask Didi?"

Steve pouted his lips and sighed out in one breath, seeming to be happy. "Well. I feel like asking again is to remind myself how stupid I used to be!"

"Oh, let me ask you." This little thing, "Is it urgent?"

Steve waved irritably, "Not in a hurry!"

"Then go on, welcome to visit casually, and then leave dinner." Zac smiled and comforted this guy, "I still have a call to make."

To Madison, business advice ... (to be continued.)