Yang Ming whispered:

Yang Ming stared into the girl's eyes: "He is like an angel."

what's the situation?

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and saw the girl standing quietly on the hoverboard in the air.

A girl's clear voice came from the side:

"As far as I know, the detective profession in the Emperor Star Circle is only a private detective, and according to the law, it cannot be involved in criminal cases.

Yang Ming argued: "Then why haven't I been diagnosed with mental illness?"

"Get up, read the news, read consultations, eat, and head to the police archives room or wait for my partner to call for help..."

"I just feel a little restless and look in the mirror repeatedly," Yang Ming said. "I feel a little uneasy sleeping at night."

She glanced at Yang Ming, turned around and left in a hurry.

Mad, are you trying to make a fool of yourself?

"Because he wants you to be attached to him and obey him," the girl said slowly, "He has done the same thing to thousands or even more people, making them his so-called family; Bly used his terrible spirit to

The power eroded these people, turning them into living dead that had no response to the outside world. He called them works of art and collections."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The old doctor continued to ask: "Have you ever felt anxious or stressed?"

Yang Ming praised: "It's very cool."

"Thank you," Yang Ming nodded politely and calmly got into the back seat of the luxury car.

Yang Ming sighed: "I didn't expect that Bly would have such strong financial resources."

"You may be an excellent detective with keen reflexes and observation skills, but your stage can only be in a star field with relatively backward technological means.

"You can call me Captain Catherine."

"I'll just say," Yang Ming spread his hands.

Yang Ming said: "I don't quite understand, what does collection mean?"

"Catherine, I know at least three different Catherines," Yang Ming smiled with squinting eyes, "but I think you should probably take a look at the shell on your chest. It has been shining for a long time."

Buley looked at Yang Ming, then laughed dumbly, and said slowly: "I am very pressed for time, and I have to rush back later... But if you insist, Hui, you can say it now."

Yang Ming could only shake his head and express his helplessness.

There are ‘holographic helmets’ and related accessories on the tray.

He took two steps back cooperatively and leaned against the wall.

The girl said: "It is difficult for people who are mentally controlled to get out of the barrier on their own."

"No, that's not true."

Yang Ming nodded without trace, and lines of text began to appear on the bottom of his glasses.

——If he were a woman.

Yang Ming nodded with a smile.

"Yes," Bly said with a smile, "I said in the letter that I am also responsible for protecting this planet. Those terrorist organizations controlled by the new federal CIA will always take advantage of our empire to hold such a grand ceremony.

, come give us eye drops and prove to their bosses that they are working."

Among the many super-modifiers, Bly's financial resources are definitely second to none.

"Your captain actually told me all this, but I still choose to believe you. I believe you are not a murderous maniac. You are gentle, like an angel."

Yang Ming glanced behind him subconsciously.

A trigger-type protective energy shield appeared above the manor, which steadily blocked the micro-missile launched from nowhere, and a huge 'firework' burst out in the sky.

"Yes."

He had to admit that because of these stoic and clear eyes, he became interested in Catherine's face behind the mask.

The girl next to me asked: "Is the situation serious?"

"I know, that woman is always against me," Bray spread his hands, "You won't listen to her, right?"

"Before departure," Yang Ming said, "I don't know what to wear to meet my friend who invited me here to participate in the Fire Pressing Festival."

Yang Ming trembled deliberately: "How do you want me to understand you? Are everything they say true? Will you turn your friends into collections like the living dead?"

Yang Ming said seriously: "You should believe the doctor's words, right? Captain, although I don't know why you insist on saying that I am sick, from physical to mental, every piece of hardware and software in my body is extremely healthy."

"What's your name?" Yang Ming suddenly asked.

"I have already made a plan. We can watch thousands of people stepping on the fire dance, participate in the grand parade together, we can take photos with those interstellar travelers who look like frogs, and watch the sunset of the stars on the beautiful beach.

[Boss, the initial invasion of the Yaha Star network has been completed. 】

In this case.

Several modified people came slowly with trays in their hands. Their expressions were sluggish, their breathing was slow, and their mental state was obviously abnormal.

A hot light suddenly appeared in the sky, followed by a short sound of breaking through the sky.

"Mr. Hui, please come with us. Your accommodation has been arranged for you."

There were two lines of small words scratched on his glasses.

Bly was silent, with a faint smile on his lips.

Yang Ming:……

But now, they reported Bly's name, took out the video message left by Bly, and gained Yang Ming's 'trust'.

Bligh's voice suddenly sounded.

This is indeed fascinating.

Yang Ming asked in a low voice: "What kind of ability is this? Is it telepathy?"

"Reason, understand?"

"I don't quite understand," the girl said calmly, "Follow me to a research institute, and I will find a way to help you, which can be regarded as atonement for him."

"Sorry, I didn't know this..."

——Bly, who has the ability to control his mind, can easily obtain wealth; he only needs to create a few opportunities to meet with elderly wealthy people, and he will receive a steady stream of 'inheritance'.

Based on the principle of taking care of yourself once you come, Yang Ming settled down comfortably.

call out--

The old doctor couldn't help but look forward, and the nurse outside the door quickly made way for him.

Yang Ming said seriously: "This is actually a very sacred mission."

Yang Ming shouted earnestly.

"Sit down," Bly motioned for Yang Ming to take a seat, and then gently slid his finger, and another recliner flew directly over more than ten meters and landed next to Yang Ming.

Yang Ming shrugged: "How will you know if you don't try? I might be able to find a new place to use it."

Bray shook his head gently and looked at Yang Ming lovingly.

"We could have had a fulfilling month's vacation, Hui."

"Are you done?" Yang Ming stood up immediately and asked with a smile.

The old doctor was a little surprised when he heard this: "Your daily job is to help the police solve some difficult unsolved cases?"

The two reformers looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I am very lonely," Bly sighed softly. "From the day I was born, I have been lonely, lonely and trapped. I don't know where I should go, and what the meaning of existence is."

He took a bath in the three-meter-long bathtub to wash away the fatigue from the journey, and then had afternoon tea and dinner with the service of a robot maid.

"Confidential," the girl said calmly.

"Madam! Madam! I am a gentleman! What you are doing is inappropriate, madam!"

"I once considered it," Yang Ming said, "Now I want to become a local sheriff."

Blai turned to look at Yang Ming and said seriously:

"You are really lying to me."

Bly's face was a little pale, and the corners of his mouth were twitching slightly, and he said coldly: "Captain, my patience has its limits."

Several micro-missiles left the release port under the skateboard and shot towards the protective shield above the manor with tail flames.

But Catherine had already turned over and jumped off the hoverboard, and the long knife gear in her hand began to rotate rapidly, like a human-shaped bomb, hitting the manor!
Chapter completed!