Chapter 217 Voluntarily falling into the trap

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Bright medical interior.

The girl wearing a golden mask attracted the curious prying eyes of several medical staff in the corridor.

She seemed to be used to this and had no intention of taking off her mask. She just leaned against the window sill with her arms folded and quietly observed Yang Ming.

Yang Ming sat obediently in front of the doctor, surrounded by several electronic goldfish swimming in the air; the most famous psychiatrist in this military hospital was trying to understand Yang Ming's condition.

"I'm not sick."

Yang Ming said firmly.

"Yes," the old doctor pushed up his glasses, "Looking at your rosy complexion and calm breathing, there is a high probability that you are not sick. But my department is called mental health. If you firmly believe that you are not sick, why don't we talk first?

chat."

"Okay doctor," Yang Ming relaxed and leaned back in the chair, "I will pay for the consultation fee."

The girl hummed.

Another piece of Bligh's secret was revealed in front of Yang Ming.

"Miss Confidential..."

Bly said to himself: "Can you understand me? Hui?"

Yang Ming:……

"The Fire Pressing Festival is a good festival... How is your anxiety level? Are there any specific manifestations?"

Yang Ming frowned and pursed his lips, then reluctantly nodded: "Although I don't quite agree with the self-proclaimed strength, your strength is indeed stronger than that of ordinary warriors."

Bly's expression changed drastically, he turned over and jumped up, looking up.

"And this is the Emperor Star Circle."

The old doctor lowered his head to record and kept checking boxes on a spreadsheet.

"Are you a noble?"

Is this pervert going to take action against him?

Yang Ming was silent for a few seconds and then asked: "Bray?"

"Oh, what nonsense are you talking about?"

However, before Yang Ming could take a taxi, a luxurious extended suspension commercial vehicle stopped in front of him, and two ordinary transformers jumped out.

"We are modified people," the girl said calmly. "Unlike ordinary modified people, who rely on injections or organ transplants to complete transformation, our kind of modified people use gene writing technology to cultivate embryos during the embryonic stage.

The best ones are born, and then after ten or twenty years of brutal training, they can become a powerful being that protects the Emperor's star circle. This is a super reformer."

"Why?"

This manor is larger than Kolev's manor in the Cass Federation, and it's built like a maze.

Yang Ming thought it was a virtual projection or holographic communication. He turned around and took a closer look, only to find that the person walking in the distance was Bly himself.

“When was the last time you felt anxious?”

Catherine took Bly away and placed Yang Ming's luggage at the door of the hospital.

Yang Ming almost punched her in response to a stress reaction, but he quickly restrained his instinct and allowed the girl to drag him out of the consultation room.

After a two-hour drive, Yang Ming was taken to a manor located on the lakeside.

Yang Ming recognized them at a glance. They were the man and woman who had been monitoring him and Godoy on the merchant ship.

Yang Ming said again: "Can you give me a chance to convince you?"

He had already planned to take action to restrain Bly, and then slowly think of a way to mentally counter Bly; but the second before he was about to take action, this 'big firework' suddenly appeared.

Bly sighed softly: "Essentially, he is just a security guard."

Bray was startled.

"Well, I want to say..."

"That's right," Yang Ming raised his glasses and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "I like this job, but I usually act as a non-staff consultant to the police station. In fact, I got a few letters of recommendation, and I want to come in the future.

Try the police station in the Emperor Star Circle to see if there are any similar opportunities."

"You should have seen the previous battle," the girl said coldly.

Under the starry sky at night, Yang Ming was sitting on a lounge chair by the swimming pool, holding a cup of hot refreshing drink and a detective novel he found in the study, reading with gusto.

"Can we be alone for a moment, Bly?"

More than ten minutes later, the old doctor looked at the form in front of him and pondered slightly, his expression somewhat solemn, which made Yang Ming sigh.

Yang Ming recounted "The Daily Life of a Detective" in detail.

Catherine.

[Bligh’s mental strength analysis report has been completed, do you want to receive it now? 】

Her calm voice resounded clearly throughout the manor and beyond.

"Thank you, doctor," Yang Ming stood up with a smile.

Before he could turn his head, he felt his wrist being grabbed by the other party.

Bly murmured: "When faced with life-threatening danger, mental suggestions will always fail. After all, survival is the instinct of a living body... Hui, will you stay with me? Our spirits can blend without limit, and we will

Become a true partner.”

He stood up to leave, but two self-leverating laser pistols were pressed against his forehead.

Yang Ming felt a little strange in his heart.

"Bly."

"Serious?" The old doctor raised his head and glanced at this mysterious guy, "I don't know what kind of authority and connections you used to let the dean call me to treat a mentally healthy guy. He didn't have any stress trauma.

, I don’t even feel that there is any darkness in him, he is not sick!”

There was a hint of tiredness in his brows, his long, slightly curly hair was casually hanging around, he was wearing a silk nightgown, and at his feet were a pair of crystal-clear high heels.

"Yes," Yang Ming recalled carefully.

At the corner of the deserted corridor, the girl threw Yang Ming's arm away, and her eyes behind the mask stared at Yang Ming with a slightly tangled look.

"How was your rest?"

Catherine shook her head, held the communicator in her hand, her expression changed several times, and she cursed in a low voice: "These damn federal guys!"

Yang Ming's heart skipped a beat.

This girl... one thing to say, she's pretty good.

"This angel has a special ability, which is to change human perception," the girl said. "He has modified your perception of him."

"Okay Miss Confidential," Yang Ming said, "that's a great name...can I go talk to Bly?"

"Spiritual power," Bly said slowly, "the biomagnetic field, or in other words, the potential contained in our human brains, was stimulated by me."

The girl continued: "This is also part of an experiment. I'm telling you this against the rules, just to remind you to stay away from Bly. He is my subordinate and I must do this."

"Is it cool?" Blay sighed and sat down, staring at the water in the swimming pool. "This actually cost me a lot."

Yang Ming knew very well why they were laughing.

After half a circle, he went to visit the Fire Pressing Festival alone.

The old doctor smiled and said: "That's it... Captain, please don't speak for the time being. We are communicating about the condition."

"I have already planned it. If that bitch Yayu hadn't suddenly harassed us, our memories would have been very fulfilling."

…

Before leaving, she did not forget to turn around and say a few words: "Stay away from our world, Mr. Detective, and put your intelligence and talents in a place that is beneficial to society!"

"Oh? This kind of title is really rare," the old doctor said with a squinted smile, "Then how do you arrange your time in the past few months? The more detailed you can be, the better."

She changed into a tight-fitting combat uniform, the golden mask that looked like the word "Hui" shone faintly, and she held a long chainsaw-style knife in her hand that was taller than her body.

"Most super-modifiers have abnormal psychology," the girl reminded directly. "Bly is one of the super-modifiers with the most severe mental illness. He is also a very rare individual who has gained enhanced mental power. There have been enough experiments carried out around him.

More than thirty years old, which also made his character completely distorted."

Yang Ming turned into a photo fiend and took a whole set of "Manor Vacation" pictures, and sent a copy to both Godoy and Deputy Sheriff Murger.

Yang Ming avoided his gaze and said seriously: "Ya Yu actually told me a lot."

"Actually, he should be regarded as a preparatory baron."

"Are you a soldier? Or want to be one?"

But the girl just shook her head slightly and said slowly: "In this case, there will be more trouble."

Yang Ming also raised his head in surprise, subconsciously keeping a distance from Brela.
To be continued...