taxi dropped t top end of ters of European broone buildings t o ty’s colonial past. Z antly cropolis of Pudong, rom of neon, ves, myriad flyovers and ty alive. t Cald stood on t in front of one of tyle buildings and stared at to come  to test run Kenzo Yamamoto’s console before dealing  folloo tal oo dangerous. It er to sneak in and catchem by surprise.

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    “I have been here before,” Caldwell said finally.

    “hardly surprising Cad.”

    “But I  at all, just t I have been here before.”

    “Let’s cross over to ted riverside promenade.”

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    tunnel and emerged on t vieing black expanse of ta really  close to tour ferry piers and Cald on tche console on.

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    “Em, not tside.” urned o picking up any networks.

    “Maybe you are supposed to issue a command or someted. t  c and o her shoulders.

    “Maybe. Augmented Reality Mode,” Caldo the goggles.

    “?”

    “Not issuing a command to the con