The caretaker with a sad face looked at the wise man expectantly.

"Help, Master Panda, we will have a child next year."

The wise man nodded.

"Tell each other, don't touch the stock market next month, because the business department will change blood, it's easy to be misled by headhunters, now there should be a lot of good information about some stocks on the market, wait at least 2 months, and don't touch gambling, that thing will only suck your blood, if you really want to make money, it's not impossible, I'll tell you a way today, take my phone over, and I'll tell you later."

Soon a guard took out a black phone with no display screen and only buttons from an old box, and the guards left the room and went to the third floor on their own without asking.

This kind of telephone is centuries old, with a unique communication network and a special communication code, which is a technology that has long been abandoned, and has since been improved, and a communication dark net has been separated from the network in the city, which can be used to reach the barrier area.

The wise man pulled out the antenna of the telephone, pointed it at the west, and then dialed a string of numbers, and the phone emitted a thick dripping sound.

This network signal needs to be converted layer by layer, so the call is much slower than a regular phone, and finally the call is made after 5 minutes.

"Really, thanks to you, I survived."

There was a hoarse voice from the end of the season on the other side of the phone, and Wise Mi shook her head with a smile and sighed.

"No matter how strong a person is, he will have weaknesses, but at my age, I still do this kind of thing, we won't contact each other in the future, and I will pay off what I owe you, the end of the season boy, thank your daughter well."

The wise man looked at the sun helplessly, he had come to the prison tower at the end of the season a long time ago and talked to him about some things, so he casually said something about Jean, and also warned the end of the season that if he stood on the opposite side of Jean one day, the only way to survive was to grasp the most vulnerable part of the other party's heart, and it was also the most sensitive place, it seems that the end of the season understood and did it.

At the end of the season, he also said that he knew that there would be a day when he would stand on the opposite side of Jean, so he prepared in advance, which was a gamble, but the result was really as the wise man said.

"We'll have nothing to do with it in the future, Season End Boy, that's all I'm going to say, did that guy Jean say anything?"

"He said I'd kill me if I set foot in the Shining City again."

The wise man's bitter countenance revealed a sense of fear.

"It's better for you to listen to him and enjoy the remaining decades of dull days, it's very exciting."

The call hung up, and then the wise man pressed 0013's number again, this time much faster.

Jean, who hadn't rested for a while, had just woken up and had breakfast before heading to the rooftop of the apartment building, lying on a chair and quietly looking into the distance, enjoying the breeze and the smoke wafting in front of him.

Drip, drip, drip

Jean took the phone, but immediately he looked at the garbled characters on the phone's display in confusion.

The phone kept ringing, such garbled codes had appeared on Gene at the end of the season before, when the end of the season said that there would be such a phenomenon when the network was unstable at some times, and Jean didn't care, but at this moment Jean was vigilantly staring at this string of garbled characters.

"Who."

"Sorry to bother you, Jean, it's me."

The wise man's voice came from the phone, and Jean stood up, his mouth slightly open, the cigarette butt falling to the ground, and sparks flying everywhere.

"Still so uneasy!"

Jean said in a cold tone.

"Jean, can you agree to the conditions I put forward before?"

"Hehe, it's a coincidence, the line you asked me to track down, although it did lead to the end of the season, but ........"

A smile was heard.

"It's not just the end of the season in this city, Jean, find a way to get the five of us out, if you want to get the plan to build a farmland experimental base in the barrier area approved by the city meeting at the end of this year, you need our help, we will definitely help."

Jean didn't speak, lighting a cigarette.

"You have been alone for so many years, and you have indeed solved many problems, and even solved the root problem many times, but this era is different from before, your approach has been too restricted, and when you have a limit after all, the guy I brought out can help you in all aspects."

Still pondering, Jean sat down.

"Don't worry, I have a lot of time today, waiting for your reply."

The wise man put the phone in front of him and stared at it, his heart was uneasy at this time, Jean was their last straw, over the years, the wise man had been trying to reassure Jean, and had given him many ideas, but never mentioned taking himself out.

The wise man never gained an inch, because he knew what he was doing, and Jean was already merciful that he didn't kill him, and for so many years, the wise man waited for the right time, and this time was just right, and a lot of help to Jean in the past will be connected at this moment.

"Really, Jean, I'm not going to do anything more, I just want to live in the sun for the remaining fifty or sixty years, and if we do something, you can kill us."

"Let's talk about it first, what are the five people, except for you and Leng Rui."

"The remaining three, Alpha. Angus, Quasimodo. Zambi as well as Billy. ”

Jean listened to the familiar names with a solemn face, all of them were LV0 criminals, especially Alpha and Quasimodo, both of whom he personally sent to prison, and the other guy named Billy was not a good person and a heinous person.

"Why these guys?"

"Jean, mutants only have Alpha and Quasimodo, and me and Leng Rui Kid, and Billy are all ordinary people, you are a person who knows the past of Alpha and Quasimodo, and when any problems arise, they can be solved by themselves, I told you before, no one knows the perpetrators better than me, I used to constantly create criminals one by one, so I know very well who can really help you, so I chose the right members."

Jean was still hesitating, and the wise man said again.

"Especially Alpha, as the head of the original 5th Public Security Management Section, her methods and what she does are clear to you, time is running out for Jean."

Jean looked to the east, the seat of Congress completely obscured from view, and he tilted his head back and took a puff of his cigarette.

"It's not bad to try."

With Jean's words, the wise man's originally lifeless eyes burst into light.