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1.1004 Did we make a profit?

"I've made a lot of money." Wu Chen nodded with a smile, then rushed to the CCTV camera and said: "Ladies, please pay attention. The next battle will be even more intense than before."

"Because we upgraded, they upgraded too." Policewoman Jaina had already thought of it: "It's like a rising spiral ladder."

"Yes." Wu Chen nodded slightly and watched the Times Girl on the pocket CCTV wall in turn: "This unknown journey is full of unknown dangers. The only thing we can do is to destroy or be destroyed. If we can't beat it, we will become monsters like them."

"I understand, Mr. Commander." The Times girl on the pocket TV spoke in unison. Although she had no idea "what happened to this world", fortunately, all the Times girls are "mesmen". They trust each other, rely on each other, and fight at the last moment. Because as long as they see with their own eyes, no one wants to become such a hideous monster. What's more, the Times girls who are more beautiful than the sky.

"Mr. Commander, have you done something?" Amaria Pasaraka, a female journalist in independent investigation, clearly noticed that Wu Chen's departure declaration was simply a pre-war mobilization.

"Yes, Room 10." Wu Chen did not hide it either.

Coco then controlled the robotic arm and captured two new members in the armored bus: "Guests from Room 10, female owner Marisa Menotti and (her husband's) mistress Claudia Parise."

"I'm upset, ladies." Marisa Menotti is the female owner of the night business area. Claudia Paris is her husband's mistress.

"So, the two were under house arrest by the night shift waiter Katerina, right?" Amaria Pasaraka, an independent investigation female reporter, had guessed it.

"Yes. I don't know why, as a robot, Katerina actually wanted to become the hostess. So she put us under house arrest in Room 10 of the motel and lied that we were missing together." The female shop owner Marisa Menotti told her experience.

"So what?" asked Amaria Pasaraka, an independent investigation female reporter, with interest.

"This is a complete conspiracy. We previously investigated that the night business area has spent a lot of money in the past six months. We tracked down the flow of funds and found that they were all used to order some robot parts disguised as 'auto parts'. There are so many that they can..."

"It is enough to transform all the robot salesmen in the entire highway supermarket." Wu Chen had already thought of it: "So, there is a mastermind behind it."

"Wow." Amaria Pasaraka, a female journalist in independent investigation, also guessed: "So I found that you escaped from Room 10, and these 'Catrinas' will chase and fight like crazy."

"It should be that." The female shop owner Marisa Menotti nodded slightly. She and her mistress Claudia Paris were not girls of a certain era. Instead, a branch line specially set up by the fat man to achieve the greatest harvest. So while taking advantage of the empty window of shift handover, Wu Chen asked the female police officer Jaina to sneak into Room 10 and rescue the two. He mixed among the passengers and quietly got on the armored bus. He looked unaware of it. But it was only time to be exposed.

"Has the walkie-talkie been sent?" Wu Chen confirmed again.

"It's already sent." Coco nodded quickly.

So Wu Chen spoke on the phone with his hand-held intercom: "Can Elizabeta hear it?"

"The signal is good, sir." The female tour guide driving the Fiat concept camper replied in a happy mood.

"Okay, Elizabeta, please drive carefully."

"I understand, sir."

Wu Chen changed the channel and continued on the phone: "Francisca, can you hear it?"

"I'm here, Mr. Wu." The female shipyard owner who drove the Fiat 642 RN2 Bartoletti yacht trailer responded with a charming voice.

“Be careful on the road.”

"Okay, Mr. Wu."

Wu Chen continued to change channels and talked: "Ms. Cotis, can you hear it?"

The voice of female photographer Magda Cotis rang out: "You can hear, sir."

"Keep distance, don't follow too close."

"Don't worry, sir." The female photographer was full of expectations for this private photography.
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