Strolling down the not-so-bustling street, Mercer began to wonder if he should pay a visit to Shilan Middle School.

Forget it.

Although he re-read high school again at Shilan, he was looking for memories of his youth - sorry he wasn't the sentimental type, and the memories of those years had little to do with the campus.

He's not really idle and wandering around.

"Boss, buy a sim card."

After paying 0 RMB, Mercer bought a blank mobile phone card from the grocery store on the side of the road as he wished, and asked the boss Junwang who was cleaning how to sell the card.

After fiddling with it and finding that it was a good fit, he used his fingers to crush the original mobile phone card into fine powder.

Due to the limitations of the times, Bondarev did not have a method of dealing with modern electronic devices such as mobile phones in the anti-reconnaissance training he received, but after watching so many TV series, he was familiar with a general set.

At the very least, it is impossible to leak information from a powdered SIM card.

While walking, Mercer took his mobile phone to edit text messages, and a text message of dozens of words naturally didn't take a few minutes, but he was not in a hurry to send it, but showed a hearty smile towards the traffic monitoring probe on the side of the road.

The smile was reflected in the eyes of the agent sitting in front of the computer after a delay of only a few seconds.

"What do you mean, my lord?"

The commissioner in charge of monitoring Xicheng District during the day was stunned, and then took a screenshot of the strange smile alone, dragged it to the blank space of the screen, and pointed it out to the leader of the monitoring team to watch.

The team leader was also stunned.

Is it a warning? Or has he already discovered their surveillance? Or...... Just some quirk?

This strange sudden movement is usually some kind of code, but he is heading towards the surveillance probe, and according to the focus of his eyes, he is not looking at something in the direction of the surveillance probe.

It's not going to be a signal to someone on their team.

"Uh, boss, do you want to reflect this situation first? So insurance one. ”

The group ↙↙↙↙ that had waved his hand and was about to tell him not to care, m.↙.c⊕omstyle_tt; He paused, because he felt that the sentence did make sense.

Before the mission, the school board and the executive department, as well as Norma, conducted a comprehensive psychological analysis of the students, and the conclusion was that they all found it more difficult - antisocial tendencies are very strict, after all, they belong to the mental illness of 'ordinary people', and Masashi Toyama can easily predict the behavior and thoughts of patients with antisocial tendencies.

However, with the addition of a mental state that is also very similar to that of dragons, Masashi Toyama can only say that there are too many variables and there is not enough energy to spare.

After all, the hybrids have been fighting dragons for thousands of years, except for the dragons themselves, the hybrids are the second most knowledgeable about dragons in the world - but they don't fully understand what those crazy people are thinking in their heads, otherwise there would not be the results of missions that have heavy casualties again and again, and all kinds of things that refresh the upper limit of the three views.

Ultimately, the instructions above are to pay attention to and pay attention to it.

"Okay, you can write a simple report now and send this emergency back to the academy, there are professionals on duty all day to provide assistance, and we don't need to use our brains."

The leader of the group, but the commissioner pouted helplessly—writing written reports and the like was not something he often did as a man who was good at brute force. In particular, this report still has to be handed over to the upper echelons, and if it is written too casually, he may not have a particularly good time in the future.

"Don't look like a dead ball, I'm going to help you watch the surveillance."

The team leader tore the reluctant commissioner from his seat and continued to keep an eye on him.

Mercer was still wandering, looking up at the signs and then at the surveillance. That smile has never disappeared, and it looks very leisurely and comfortable.

The leader of the monitoring team was still frowning, using the behavioral psychology he had studied to try to analyze, and from time to time he urged the hard-pressed commissioner who was biting his fingers and thinking about how to write the report.

A few minutes later, the report was sent out, and it was sent to Schneider, the head of the executive department, and a group of psychologists led by Masashi Toyama, who were waiting for the situation, through Norma.

Another few minutes passed, and Mercer figured that the time was just right, and the hand in his pocket pressed the send button.

On the other side of the Atlantic, Norma is integrating the different opinions and analyses of the experts and using it to gather information for the reliability of its various programs.

Mercer's previous purchase of a mobile phone card was naturally seen, and it didn't take long for Norma to use its powerful means to track down the number of the SIM card - some mobile phone cards sold in stores were second-hand, and it was naturally extremely fast to trace.

At the same time, Norma, who hacked into the mobile company, monitored the number's every move at all times.

A text message is sent.

At the same time, Norma intercepted the message, and through some secret operations, Mercer's mobile phone showed that the text message had been successfully sent, but in fact the text message was still in Norma's hands.

Norma also read the text message before it was presented to the Panel for analysis, so that it could be analyzed using the relevant information based on the message.

Less than 001 seconds after reading the text message, which was supposed to be presented to the commissioners and experts, was immediately removed from the central database and all backups destroyed. Only one copy of the real core processor that goes into the ice cellar remains, which is the foundation of Norma, and can also evoke a certain 'girl' with her own personality.

The psychologists discussed it for a while, and by this time they had already given instructions on how to respond to the simple report.

Schneider's ventilator was still hoarse and terrifying, and his eyes were fixed on the screen that showed the surveillance footage, and the figure of Mercer on the screen was leisurely, in stark contrast to the slightly oppressive atmosphere and number of people in the main control room.

None of them knew that an important piece of information had been read by Norma, and when it was about to appear before their eyes, it was destroyed.

Mercer touched her phone, enjoying the faint sunlight and smiling brightly.

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Haven't you come yet?

Chen Wenwen chatted with Zhao Menghua with a smile, but she was a little impatient in her heart.

In the past, her impression of Zhao Menghua was only a little annoying, but now after dozens of minutes of extremely uncomfortable long talk, her impression has refreshed to be very annoying.

Zhao Menghua didn't know it at all, on the contrary, he thought that Chen Wenwen's always simple and simple him had now been coaxed to the sky by a bunch of good words, and his IQ that was already in arrears had even reached the point of shutdown, and he had no doubt that he had used his masculine charm to make Chen Wenwen's heart sprout.

Otherwise, how could she talk to him so much, and have such a tempting and seductive expression?

However, women are all natural actors, not to mention Chen Wenwen, who has a black light seed, if she is properly controlled, she is no different from opening an actor.

Liu Miaomiao appeared.

Chen Wenwen's eyes lit up, and she was not fast in the crowd in the distance, so she had enough time.

One of the most critical aspects of a mental plan.

"That, Zhao Menghua, can you borrow my mobile phone to use it?" She made an embarrassed look, "Maybe my relative has misremembered the time, I want to call her." However, my phone seems to be out of battery......"

"It's okay, it's okay! It's all old schooling, of course! ”

Zhao Menghua naturally agreed, just borrowing a mobile phone, how much else can it be.

But before he took out the phone, Chen Wenwen's seemingly weak white hand quickly snatched the phone away - fortunately, nothing strange happened next.

"Ah, there's a password, what is the password......"

Zhao Menghua's eyes rolled, and she just thought that she snatched the phone away just because she was in a hurry. Now she doesn't know the password.

He chuckled inwardly, and then leaned over generously and enthusiastically.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming to tell you what the password is—"

didn't take the phone, he leaned over directly, stretched out his hands above Chen Wenwen, and looked like he wanted to hug her in his arms - of course, he also knew that if he really did this, then with Chen Wenwen's character, his mouth for so long before would be in vain.

So he just made a gesture to take advantage of, but he didn't really touch it.

"That's it, that's not good......"

Chen Wenwen pretended to twist her body, but it seemed that because Zhao Menghua was only a few centimeters away from her, she didn't dare to move.

After resisting for a while, he stopped moving.

Seeing this, Zhao Menghua was even more proud. According to his experience, the more pure the girl, the easier it is to be shy, if there is a good relationship between two people, then if the attitude is tough, the girl will not refuse some slightly excessive things. will only blush and agree.

"Don't move! Otherwise, I won't tell you the password. ”

Pretending to bluff people, Chen Wenwen responded aggrievedly, and was no longer ready to continue to resist.

Liu Miaomiao was approaching, and her eyes had already turned into the window of the café.

Zhao Menghua was still very proud in his heart, swallowing the password slowly, imagining that one day he would be able to really hold her in his arms like this, and it would be best to do something other than hugging.

Chen Wenwen was silent, and the black light seed was operating in her body.

Meeting Liu Miaomiao's eyes, she raised her head.

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