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Chapter 290 Clone(1/3)

 Alison came out of the laboratory and saw the equipment team leader Maginot not far away. His eyes were red, and Gordon was followed by him.

"Are you okay?" Gordon asked, looking at Alison who came over.

After hearing the news, they waited for the result here, but the result was not what Maginot expected.

"It's okay." Alison shook her head and said indifferently, "Although old Simba's son wants to attack me, his strength is still a little bit behind."

"Old Simba's son?" Gordon frowned slightly when he heard this, and then looked at Maginot.

"My mentor doesn't have a son." Maginot shook his head.

"You want to be a father?" Alison sneered after hearing this.

"He doesn't have a wife either. He joined the Investigation Bureau when he was young and went to investigate witches on the first day of the mission. As a result, the egg was stolen." Maginot shook his head slightly.

"The harvesting hands of the devil's minions?" The corner of Alison's mouth twitched, "It's cruel to think about it."

"So that means that the censor was assumed to be Old Simba's son and took revenge on you regardless of the consequences."

Gordon held a small notebook aside and recorded, "At that time, the other examiners only realized that they had not refuted his statement that he was the son of old Simba after discovering the anomaly."

"Yeah." Alison thought about the previous situation and nodded.

"That is to say, he was deeply hypnotized. As an examiner, he rarely leaves the Fourth Bureau headquarters. As long as we investigate who he came into contact with during this period, who Old Simba came into contact with, and then compare them, we can

Discover the lurking black hand."

Gordon analyzed, then looked at Alison, "Is he still there?"

Alison nodded, "The skeleton is complete and should be able to summon spirits."

Gordon sighed upon hearing this, "You should ask him for clues."

"Doesn't the bureau have a spiritualism project?" Alison asked.

"Maybe there is one in the bureau, but I don't know how to do it." Gordon shook his head slightly, "This matter will be suppressed as usual. I originally wanted to help you investigate."

"Really? How can they sleep through such a big thing?" Alison smiled, "Even a country knight from the kingdom wouldn't do this."

"It's enough to prevent this kind of thing from happening. They will increase various review systems. As for the in-depth investigation, it can be done in normal times. At this time, they will not spend too much energy. Even the biggest loss is just the accidental death of a few newcomers.

." Gordon said helplessly.

Alison took a deep breath after hearing this, and then looked at Maginot, "Then what do you want here?"

"I apologize to you for being irrational before." Maginot bowed slightly to Alison after hearing this, "I thought about it for a long time last night, and I shouldn't be emotional."

"Forget it, just don't break my equipment from now on." Alison waved her hands indifferently, then looked behind her where there was no movement, turned back to them and said, "I have a dinner party later, so I won't talk more.

.”

"Then walk slowly."

The two of them got out of the way, and Alison nodded and left. When she walked ten meters out, Gordon suddenly said from behind,

“Think about the times you’ve offended someone so much that they turned against you after the first failure.”

Alison turned around after hearing this, "Why me and not Dinnes?"

"Intuition, they are ordinary." Gordon smiled.

"Thank you." Alison nodded and continued walking to the dormitory.

Alison returned to the dormitory and lay down on her bed to rest, although she felt that her body did not require sleep.

Alison slept until noon, until she heard a shout at the door.

"Ellie is awake!"

Alison opened her eyes and saw Lotta standing in front of her bed holding a dagger in both hands.

"We borrowed your light to get the cursed object. I don't think it's appropriate. This knife has been with me for many years, so I decided to give it to you." Lotta bowed her waist and handed the knife to her with both hands and said respectfully.

"You have a relative named Cao Cao, right?" Alison asked.

"No, I'm an orphan." Lotta lowered her head and said.

At this moment, Zack from outside had already walked in. Seeing this, Alison took the dagger, then stood up and went outside to greet him.

"Get up, are we going to have lunch?" Alison said with a smile.

"Of course, who knew you could sleep so well? You didn't wake up for a long time after Lotta called you." Zack looked happy, "I'm treating you today, let's go out to eat."

In a restaurant decorated with crystal chandeliers in the central area, members of Team 7 were sitting on the second floor. They were enjoying the food while chatting about the laboratory.

"Ellie was the first to be examined. If it had been us, something would have happened."

Dinnes said with an expression of surviving a disaster, "The higher the rank, the greater the risk of losing control. We are all level four."

"Yes, you are really lucky." Erte nodded repeatedly.

Alison was a little confused when she heard this, "You are not secret workers. Is there such a thing as losing control?"

Dines was embarrassed when he heard this, and quickly explained, "You can tell at a glance that you have very little contact. Ordinary people can lose control, let alone us."

"It doesn't count that way, unless you have a dark heart." Zack, who was cutting the steak, raised his head and said, "But the test is really easy to get out of control. Remember what they said at the time, it was concentrated moonlight collected by the shelter."

"Yes, only those who are holy and have no darkness in their hearts will not be polluted." Earth Knight Walter glanced at Alison, "You are a holy person, no wonder the Creation Church sent you here."

"Ah, it goes without saying that I have always been dedicated to hoeing the strong, helping the weak, and relieving the suffering. You may think that I am only in the Investigation Bureau now, but in fact I am already controlling the fifth area."

Alison glanced up and down the video screen with her magic eye, and saw that the surveillance lizard killed a sleeper who broke into the house. She became more confident when she said this.

"Pap~"

After Alison finished speaking, the table knife in Lotta's hand suddenly fell on the table, and then she lowered her head in shame.

"Hey, you're an assassin who can't hold a knife firmly?" Alison looked sideways at Lotta and asked.

Lotta's eyes turned red when she heard this. She looked at Alison and said, "There is an assassin!"

"Huh?" Alison was stunned when she heard this, and then turned around to look, and saw that the voices of the waiters and guests chatting suddenly became silent. The next second, they all turned their heads to look at Alison.

"Quack~"

Lotta, who was lowering her head next to Alison, also changed. She turned her head tremblingly, as if she wanted to twist it 180 degrees.

"Collapse~"

Alison raised her hand, and the spiritual thread that ordinary people could not see was severed by her, and Dinnes and others at the same table also raised their weapons.

"Captain, you picked a good place for us." Dinnes said.

His eyes turned green, he pulled up the long bow in his hand, looked at the waiter outside, prepared to find the target, and then shot at Alison in an instant.

"Bang~"

The wind of arrows rose up, and Alison tilted her neck. The whirlwind passed by her ears, shattering her hood and collar, and followed the arrows to plow a furrow in the restaurant.

"Gulu~" Dinnes swallowed his saliva while looking at Alison's fair collarbone and shoulders, and said tremblingly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it."

"It's okay, I avoided it."

Alison raised her head and said, then she drew her knife and stood up and rushed out. The group of waiters and guests who were staring at her also rushed over.

The crowd approached and attacked Alison with their hands or teeth. Alison raised the knife when she saw this, but saw despair flashing in the eyes of those being controlled.

Although they are controlled, their will is clear.

So Alison walked away, passing the attacks of the waiters and guests, and then jumped up at the end of the second floor, cutting a huge V on the roof.

"Whoosh~"

A V-shaped gap appeared, and two bird eggs were thrown at Alison. She immediately jumped back when she saw this, and the two eggs exploded in the next second.

"Boom~"

The house was shaken, and fierce flames swept in. Dujia, who was watching the battle from a distance, kicked the table to block it. The next second, the table was blown to pieces by the impact of the flames.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding~"

Broken wood flew, and Erte raised his knight's shield to protect everyone, but Zack's expression changed drastically at this moment, "Yellow water explosives, this is a prop only available from the Special Affairs Bureau!"

"More members of the Special Bureau die every year. Who knows if they robbed them?" Dinnes stood up behind the big shield, raised his long bow and was about to resist, but he saw that the companion who faced the impact had turned into a

He was dressed in red, and there was a pile of struggling scraps of metal at his feet.

"Ellie, are you okay?" Dinnes immediately moved his bow and arrow away upon seeing this, for fear of accidentally injuring her.

Alison shook her head slightly. She looked at the intact Sinan car in front of her. The little man on it was pointing in the direction of the Fourth Bureau headquarters.

"Crunch, crunch, crunch~" the villain pointed, then pointed in other directions, and finally turned around again. Seeing this, Alison took it back.

In a densely populated area, the scope of this thing is too wide. Maybe after I become a witch, the little person on it can jump down and push the cart to find people to be of some use.

When Dinnes and the others saw that the battle was over, they quickly walked over. Zack saw that the cyborg puppet master on the ground could still move, so he quickly asked, "Which department are you in and why?"

"Crack~" Alison crushed the iron-skeletal puppet master's head in the middle of Zack's question.

[Acquire a copy of the mechanical puppet master's spirituality, and you can draw randomly designated cards]

Randomly assign cards? I haven’t had this for a long time.

After the prompt appeared in her mind, Alison did not hesitate, reached into the void and grabbed the card.
To be continued...
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