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It's another feeling I've never experienced before.

Although I was once carried away by bloodthirsty thoughts and couldn't control myself, the loss of control was ultimately based on my body's reaction, but the stimulation of my body overshadowed my subjective thoughts.

The opposite is true now.

I'm very clear-headed now, and I have a normal understanding of my surroundings, but I just can't control my body......

This is more complete than it was before when I was controlled by other means, when I could at least move my eyes and mouth, but now I am completely in my own body as a soul...... You can't even move your gaze on your own.

However, there is a special "flavor" to this feeling, and I seem to have truly experienced the feeling of being out of my body......

I was under Jab's control, and I began to walk forward step by step.

I still have a lot of doubts in my heart, that is, why did Yabu ask me to go alone?

It stands to reason that there are many people and there is great power, not to mention that the saint is still one in a hundred good hands, at least let her help, right?

Even Yabu herself could have helped me a lot, but she chose to control me and go alone.

By this time I had come to the central hall on the top floor, with three corridors on each side, and there were naturally more small rooms in the corridors.

My gaze was controlled by Yabu and I swept around, and I saw that there were a lot of people in those rooms who were busy going back and forth.

It seems that there are more people here than Maine, because I also see a lot of people wearing Salvation Army uniforms, but these people don't look like combatants, because they are all very thin, and they should look more like scientific researchers.

Most of the Salvation Army people are immersed in sorting out information, and many of them are even writing and drawing, feeling that those encrypted files are likely to be written by them.

I wondered a little, it seems understandable that these people encrypt files, but what's the use of making so many copies of these encrypted files? Who is it for? Even if they need to back them up, they don't need to make so many copies, right?

Some of the other Maine people were resting with Erlang's legs crossed, and some of them seemed to be chatting with each other, feeling that they were really leisurely enough.

Jabu checked the corridors with my eyes, then turned and walked towards the nearest corridor to my left.

I said in my heart that I was grass, shouldn't this fucking be for me to enter alone?

Although I have a strong physique and a wonderful aura to protect my body, I feel that the risk is still great in the face of so many Maineans.

Fortunately, Yabu didn't do that......

She just controlled my body and walked down the hallway like she was walking, pulling the collar of her red robe up as she went, so that it happened to block half of my face.

I seem to understand what Yabu means, she probably wants to use me to infiltrate.

The people here were so relaxed, and although many people saw me walking in the corridor, they didn't pay much attention to me, just glanced at me a little and went back to their own things.

Especially the Maineans, they didn't even recognize me.

However, this seems to be reasonable, judging from the current situation, the number of people in this city, including the Maine, is not small, and it is normal for so many people to not know each other well, maybe everyone thinks of me as a "one of their own" that they are not familiar with.

My pace became slower and slower, and Jabu seemed to see that the people inside did not suspect me at all, and became much more bold, and began to stop and watch in front of some of the doors, feeling that she was obviously still looking for something as before.

After checking five or six rooms in a row, Jab actually controlled me and walked into the last room.

The room was around the corner at the end of the hallway, and there were only two people in the room.

One man and one woman.

The man is a Maine and the woman is a Salvation Army researcher.

These two men looked like a small boss like a team leader, because the office supplies in this room were obviously more "luxurious" than the other rooms.

The Maine man was looking through some information in the corner, and the woman ...... I'm actually using a computer.

Computer......

I used it a lot before the Cataclysm, but now it's new to me.

The woman was crackling and typing wildly on the keyboard, and I took a closer look and saw that she looked like she was writing a program.

I don't know much about computers, but I have a relative who works in the IT industry, and he often writes programs like this in the middle of the night, so I can see it at a glance.

Jabb steered me straight into the room, and then I saw the Maine man stand up and muttered a Maine that I didn't understand......

But I can still guess what this person is talking about, and I'm asking "Who am I, and what am I doing here?" ”

Yabu used my hand to pull the red robe upwards again, and at the same time, his body naturally concealed to the side of the light and darkness, and further hidden.

Fortunately, the Maine man did not have the slightest doubt about my identity, and although he frowned, he seemed to be just angry that I had come uninvited.

While he was questioning, I was still watching the woman's movements.

When I looked at it this way, I found more thoughts.

She doesn't seem to be writing a new program, but more like modifying an old one.

Because from time to time, she will call up some finished software for debugging, and during the debugging process, I also saw some patterns like fingerprints.

I suddenly realized...... The software that this woman is fiddling with is probably the security identification system of the entire Salvation Army!

Mo Fei Yabu is looking for her?

However, Jab didn't like the woman at all, and she just began to talk to the man in Maine.

……

That's right, she's speaking Maine with my mouth!

I wiped it...... How can there be such an operation?

I just felt my tongue roll up and down, making sounds that even I couldn't understand.

But the Maine man on the other side clearly understood, and he nodded his head as he actually handed me the information in his hand.

Yabu controlled me to take the information and pretend to look at it, and then the man turned around and patted the woman in front of the computer, this time I understood what he said to the woman, because he spoke Chinese.

It's a bit lame, but at least the pronunciation is correct.

"You, go and give him a boost. The Maine said.

The woman had always had her head bowed with her face sideways, so I had not been able to see her face until she heard the Maine man's command, and then she looked up at me.

……

This is a very intellectual woman, much more intellectual than Su Juan.

This woman looked three or four years older than me, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses made her already good temperament even better.

But well......

I'm not what I used to be, especially now, and I don't react to her appearance in the slightest.

I was just watching the expression on her face, trying to see if she was suspicious of us.

Fortunately, the woman's face was calm, completely unfazed, she nodded at me like an ordinary civilian worker, and then made a gesture of reaching out to me, motioning for me to sit down on a chair across from the computer.

She didn't speak, and I guess she might think that I, as a "Maine", couldn't understand Chinese.

Jabu simply controlled me and sat up.

The Maine just said he was going to give me a promotion?

It seems that Yabu knows that if he wants to enter deeper areas, he can't just sneak in or break in.

I sat down across from me and began to wait silently, while the intellect bejeweled beauty typed on the computer again, and after two minutes, she took out a small hollow locket from the drawer on the side and placed it in front of me.

I recognized it at a glance as something used to collect fingerprints, because it was obviously the same as the previous Bluebird equipment, and it seemed that the Salvation Army had really looted all the Bluebird's things for its own use.

Wait a minute......

If that's the case...... Wouldn't that ...... Blue Bird has also taken possession of our information collection before?

Doesn't that mean...... They also have a record of the fingerprints I left inside the Blue Bird company?

Once I put my finger up...... Isn't it just exposed?

I immediately tried to convey this to Yabu, but it didn't seem realistic.

First, I couldn't communicate with her verbally, and secondly, I couldn't control my body, so I could only watch as Yabu controlled my fingers and put them on the collection device......

……

……

Time seems to have stopped.

The Maine man was also standing behind the woman and looking at the screen, with no expression on his face.

The woman didn't react either.

Not to mention me...... It's just that he was controlled by Yabu and sat stupidly in place.

……

……

Grass!

I've got to do something!

But the only part I could "move" now was my brain, and I began to try to manipulate this woman's body with my mind like a nervous disorder.

Well...... It's like Yabu just glanced at me.

After all, Jabu had been looking at the woman with my eyes, and I began to try to find any way to control her mind through nothingness......

Damn it......

Her expression had begun to change, and I saw her brow furrow slightly, and then she looked up at me again, her gaze down my nose and straight to my chin, obviously wondering if I was a Maine after all!