Looking at the green-haired woman sitting at the other end of the table separated by a thick layer of transparent organic material, Ackerman's Adam's apple kept rolling up and down. The pen www.biquge.info had no idea what he should say or what he could say. But he realized that he had to say something, at least a few questions......

After rescuing the target, Sakura Okazaki, the granddaughter of Yumemi Okazaki, Ackerman and his comrades finally have the energy and time to communicate with the mysterious figure who suddenly broke in. Given her danger, the SWAT officers from the HPD who worked with Ackerman had to take control measures. Fearing a strong reaction from their target, Team Alpha dropped tear gas canisters while taking control, but it had no effect on the woman. To everyone's surprise, after coming out of the thick smoke, she just glanced at Ackerman and took the initiative to stretch out her hands.

"I know what you're thinking, and I'm willing to cooperate. As she made this pose, she spat out a stream of fluent English. Ackerman was visibly aware that she was speaking distinctly Louisiana English — the accent of his hometown, New Orleans, in Ackerman's tattered memory, "I just want ...... After being brought back by you, be able to speak to Ackerman Adams. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have said a word. ”

So Ackerman is stuck here. Originally, he should have continued to track down the vampire who had been mishapping with the code name "Jane". He and Sophia had been hunting them down, but to Ackerman's annoyance, they hadn't even fought each other, and the vampire who had been pretending to be an aristocratic had shown up every time in a playful gesture and then slipped away......

Don't think about that annoying guy. It's time to focus on the woman in front of you.

"Miss Kazami Yuka...... Is that you?" Moistening his dry lips, Ackerman finally decided to ask a few boring questions as usual. In order to prevent all kinds of troubles, he is now wearing a Houston Police Department uniform, so the current situation is theoretically "the police are investigating the suspicious person who appeared at the crime scene in accordance with the law", "Where are you from? Can you provide us with the documents to prove your identity?"

The woman opposite shook her head and didn't say a word. That's right, she would be really shocked if she really took out her passport suddenly. Laughing at the stupidity of his question, Ackerman pressed the brim of his hat: "So, Miss Kazami, why did you appear at that crime scene? Although you did help our law enforcement operations, in order to prevent your safety from being threatened, the Houston police do not encourage this kind of superhero-like behavior......"

“…… Have you finished painting it? I've been waiting to see it. ”

When he said this, Kazami's eyes revealed a thick sense of grief and sadness. Suddenly the scene felt familiar, and Ackerman felt his temples beat desperately. But that couldn't happen, because most of his body had long since been replaced by inorganic metal, and there was only a red-skinned wire under his temples......

"You...... Do you know my past?" flashed a mutilated image of an unfinished painting in his mind. Unable to contain his emotions, Ackerman asked the question with some urgency, and then realized his gaffe and lowered his head slightly, "I'm sorry, I've been in a car accident before, and I had a severe concussion...... Aside from a few fragments, I don't remember anything about my past experiences for the most part......"

"Needless to say. I already know it. But that's fine, otherwise, otherwise you might have died because of the human lifespan now......" Hearing something strange in the other party's voice, Ackerman raised his head again, but saw a picture that made him scramble: the woman opposite was still sitting upright, with a faint smile on her face, the only difference from before was that the big tears slowly poured out from the corners of her eyes and slid across her face, "This may be the price I should pay for my greed...... As long as you're okay, as long as you're okay...... I've been waiting, waiting in the flower field, although in my heart I have completely decided that I can't see that painting anymore, that you are dead......"

"Wind, Miss Kazami, I hope you can calm your emotions. Panicking, Ackerman slammed up from his chair, "You are like this, we can't continue our work...... Ah, I'm sorry, my leader has something to do with me......"

Seeing the contact sent from the personal terminal, he rushed out of the interrogation room as if he were fleeing. Taking two deep breaths, Ackerman clicked on the contact—from the pastor's boss:

"Your and Sophia's next mission hasn't been decided yet, so let's talk to the controlled target before that. Don't make any strange moves, monsters, and don't forget that God is watching you all the time!"

…… Suddenly, something bad happened. What kind of scheming is this boss who once killed one of his seniors?

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Ge Wenhao thought that his youngest son had a strange feeling this morning, the most obvious point was that he had just played so well for the summer vacation exercise plan and the assassination drill he had learned last night, so good that when he saw the wooden gun stabbing at this side, the murderous aura transmitted from that side made his back almost cold. If he told his comrades at the base about this, he might be ridiculed by them - a veteran who had experienced hell on the border when the Sino-Indian regional Cold War completely collapsed due to the super plague and the situation fermented to the worst level, was actually frightened by a junior high school student with a wooden gun. If his leader found out about this, he might have let him go back to the border immediately. He could even imagine what that person would shout: "Just like you, what else are you doing to study the tactics of unmanned weapons?

But his reaction to Ge Yiwei's performance just now was genuine. It can be said that the murderous aura that erupted from his son was not at all like an immature junior high school student living in a peaceful era, but ...... More like a fighter with more combat experience than himself. While anyone knows it's absolutely impossible, it feels like it's genuine.

"What happened to Xiao Wei?" put the military hat in his hand and rubbed it, Ge Wenhao felt a trace of worry in his heart. In the afternoon, there was also a small show at the base, the purpose of which was to test the feasibility of the new tactics against unmanned weapons on the class units, and as the battalion commander, he had to participate, so it was already time to leave. Thinking of this work, he rubbed his eyes and decided to put this matter behind him first, "Forget it, the child has grown up, I should be happy......"

Just as he made this plan and put on his hat and was about to go to the base, his little son, who had been worrying him just now, suddenly ran out of his room, still carrying a toolbox in his hand. Looking at his running posture, which was obviously like jumping forward with a gun, Ge Wenhao's brows furrowed again: "Xiaowei, what are you going to do?"

"Ah, I would like to change the working hours of the bicycle club, because yesterday I suddenly found out that there is an extra place to use money. Turning back to answer this question, Ge Yiwei still did not stop, and was stepping in place, "So find a way to make the part-time work time of the summer vacation a little tighter." What's the matter, Brigadier ...... Uh, Dad?"

"Brigadier Commander, did you just want to call me Brigadier Commander?"

"No, no, no, Dad, you heard me wrong. Clapping his hands, Ge Yiwei showed an obviously perfunctory smile, "So what's wrong?"

“…… Don't be too tired of yourself, I saw that you were obviously tired enough after the assassination exercise this morning. It's summer vacation, so it's better to relax if you can. ”

"Oh yes, thanks for caring. Then I'll go first......"

…… This kid must be hiding something. Then again, has he ever used perfume before, and why does he have a scent?

Looking at the back of Ge Yiwei's departure, Ge Wenhao's worry became more and more serious.

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Hurriedly pushing out his now-almost extinct ordinary bicycle, Ge Yiwei put the toolbox in the crate, jumped into his seat lightly, and began to head towards his destination. Just now, he made a simple plan for his summer vacation. Seriously, the Gensokyo trio will have more than a few challenges to face if they want to settle down here for a while, and one of the key factors is money. To this end, his task now is to apply for processing at the bicycle club where he has worked for several years. This kind of thing should be acceptable to the other party, after all......

"Yo, the little master is here?What's the matter, do you want to cancel the shift again?" Seeing the panting Ge Yiwei push open the door, the boss, who was busy with something, stopped what he was doing. But soon, his smiling face turned into a slightly worried expression, "But little master, I really can't reduce your working hours here." It's not about wages or anything, after all, you're the only one in our club who can fix almost all the bugs of bicycles......"

After all, in the current situation where the bicycle is gradually changing from a means of transportation to a competitive tool, there are very few people who can complete the repair of the bicycle.

"No, you misunderstood the boss. I want to work overtime, you see I've brought all the toolboxes with me. Signaling to the other party the toolbox he was holding in his hand, Ge Yiwei slowly gasped, "To be honest, I urgently need money now, so I will take as many jobs as you have now, even if I live here this summer, as long as you pay your salary." ”

"Don't don't, little master, you're serious, our club won't squeeze you to that point, otherwise I'll have to be arrested tomorrow. Although he hurriedly waved his hand, the boss's expression slowly unfolded, "The matter of money is easy to discuss, and you have been working with me for two years." As long as you can come, how about I give you the same 12 percent of the salary I used to have?"

"Yes, thank you for your great kindness, I came here today to ask for a quasi-letter. In that case, I'll put the toolbox here first, and I have a little business this afternoon, and I'll start working tomorrow. Our club members remember that we were going to get together this weekend, right? The warranty officer for that party also asked me to come, and if I remember correctly, it was ...... in People's Square."

"That's right, it's People's Square, and the members of the fancy ride want to get together. I'm worried about what if their special cars are broken and no one can fix them......"

"Then I'll leave first, and I'll contact you later!"

"Hey, wait, you really can't sell me that car? the price is negotiable, since you're in a hurry to ...... money."

Directly ignoring the boss's repeated purchase requests, Ge Yiwei turned over again and sat on the veritable scooter he received from his grandfather. At least in terms of the cyclists that Ge Yiwei has been in contact with, the type of bicycle has basically only been left with competitive bicycles, and bikes like him that are specifically designed for transportation have almost disappeared in Shijiazhuang, at least. After all, everyone knows that as a means of transportation, electric vehicles are now much better than bicycles, and it is enough to use a competitive car to exercise, so why do you have to use this kind of bicycle?

The work is basically finalized, so if the expected development is carried out, although the capital chain will be a little tight, at least it will not be completely broken. Then the attention may have to move to another major aspect......

While pedaling quickly, Ge Yiwei secretly calculated in his heart. As far as the contact with Ge Wenhao was concerned, he could almost conclude that the old father, who had been in the army for a short time, had noticed the abnormality in his body, and the reason was that he was now a veteran oil. Considering that this kind of thing would only be more unnatural even if he wanted to cover it up, he simply decided to show it openly, and this kind of broken jar and broken situation aroused great suspicion in the early stage, but if he had to explain the situation to his father later, he could also gain trust in the shortest possible time. The next thing to consider is how to hide the three girls under the nose of his family, especially the elder brother, from being discovered......

"Oh my God, why do you feel like your home is more difficult to deal with than the enemy base now? Just now, I actually said that I called my father the brigade commander, alas. ”

Sighing heavily, Ge Yiwei patted his head, feeling a little depressed. Throwing this not very positive emotion out of his heart, he patted his cheek with both hands off the handlebars, and then glanced at the time. Well, about a thousand meters ahead, they arrived at the agreed place, and with Miss Dongfenggu with them, they should not be afraid of getting lost, but now they are afraid......

Well, I'm afraid that now, the clothes on the three of them that don't fit in with the surroundings have attracted too much attention.

Stopping the bicycle and looking at the situation from a distance with some pain, Ge Yiwei now really felt the urge to hit his head with tofu to death. It didn't happen that there were traffic problems or public order incidents, but the three of them were really watched by almost every passerby...... Next, I had to take them to buy clothes and other daily necessities......

"Can I not go over?" imagined the scene that was about to happen later, and Ge Yiwei's scalp was a little numb. I knew if it was the same as that trip to Hengshui, it was better to find a secluded place to take them shopping in the morning?

Let's bite the bullet. Now that the matter has come to this, there is only one way left to forcibly push forward. No matter what, the current situation is better than being dumpled and isolated on the battlefield. With this heart, Ge Yiwei gritted his teeth and pushed the car towards the Gensokyo trio who were standing next to the entrance of the mall and looking for their figure.