Mei Sa lay on the hospital bed unresponsive, and the little nurse next to her had the most beautiful and professional smile on her face, and there was not a drop of sweat on her face.

After a long time, Mei Sha said in a low voice: "Mother-in-law, where is the fat mother-in-law?" ”

"Do you mean Mrs. Shimizu? Mrs. Shimizu is being treated......"

"No way, she was obviously hit by a bullet, it was you, you who killed her." Misa's emotions became agitated again.

The little nurse was sweating on her forehead.

In the device, the male voice was still gentle: "Miss Meisha, you may have misunderstood, the bullets we fired are all very powerful narcotic bullets, so now you can wake up so quickly." We can also call up the monitoring of Mrs. Shimizu's ward for you, do you need to take a look? ”

The analysis room has made a psychological model of Meisha, and under the modern network, ordinary people have nothing to hide from the outside to the inside.

Your music player records will sell your ears, video viewing preferences will sell your eyes, search engines will sell your invisible people's habits and recent conditions, and communication tool chat logs will sell your language style and small movements......

After packaging all the information, a model that knows you better than you know yourself is built.

There was still a deep suspicion in Misa's eyes, but when she heard that she could confirm the fat mother-in-law's situation, she nodded suspiciously.

Directly across from the bed of Mesa Sand, a screen protrudes from the wall.

"Fat granny."

In the screen is another white ward, under the care of two nurses and doctors who are pleasing to the eye at a glance, the fat woman is lying on the hospital bed with a calm face, breathing steadily, and the electrocardiogram is ...... Although Meisha couldn't read the ECG, she also understood that the wave represented that the fat mother-in-law was still alive.

As if sensing that someone was shouting to herself, the fat mother-in-law's eyelids moved slightly, but she didn't wake up after all.

"Miss Misa, as you can see, Mrs. Shimizu is still in a coma due to the mistake of the raiding force. We apologize for the trouble, but don't worry, Mrs. Shimizu will receive the best treatment from us and will wake up in a few days. ”

As she spoke, the picture on the screen was closer, and Misa saw the fat mother-in-law's face more clearly.

Seeing the fat mother-in-law's weak and pale face, Misa's eyes were distressed, and her lips trembled: "Fat mother-in-law, it's okay, fat mother-in-law, Mochizuki is so worried about you......"

Capturing the words "fat mother-in-law" and "Mochizuki", the elites in the analysis room immediately started their analysis.

For Meisa and Mrs. Shimizu, they have collected all kinds of information, and have established a complete psychological model for Meisha, but the elites have not yet established a sufficient connection with the relationship between Meisha and Mrs. Shimizu.

"I found out that in the orphanage where the Shimizu family once worked, there was an orphan female named Mochizuki who was adopted by a family when she was nine years old."

"According to the analysis of the established model, Shimizu, who suffers from Alzheimer's disease, may have mistaken the target for Chieko Mochizuki before his death."

"The first time he woke up, the target remembered Mrs. Shimizu, and it seems that the relationship between the two parties in a short period of time has exceeded previous expectations."

War room, analysis room, security room, laboratory...... The base is divided into departments, which are coordinated by the war room.

In fact, the combat effectiveness that has erupted between the United States and Saudi Arabia can be regarded as a major war in a relatively small scale of modern warfare. This supernatural existence in the form of a humanoid being, street fighting is her natural main battlefield.

If you encounter such an extraordinary being in the city, one row is not enough to ride in! The opponent's frontal combat effectiveness may be insufficient, but the elusive trajectory is terrifying.

The bigwigs in the war room listened to the report in the analysis room, and combined with Misa's emotional reaction, everyone showed a reassuring smile.

"It's not in vain that I spent so much money."

"Tsk, the technology has advanced to this point."

A big guy took off his eyes, turned his head to the left and right and smiled: "If it weren't for others saying that this is CG technology, I wouldn't have been able to see it." ”

The so-called Mrs. Shimizu who is still alive is nothing more than a picture forged by technology.

For a whole week, the base had already made a detailed response plan.

Mrs. Shimizu also recruited technicians from Mifang's top CG studio at any cost in various response plans, and built a picture that was enough to be realistic in the shortest possible time.

Every second, every frame is a burning of money!

The last time in the history of the Mi side did this was during World War II when "Private Snafo" was made.

As for the real Shimizu mother-in-law. If it was really swept by the narcotic bullet, maybe the whole body would have been left behind, but all the dead who had been pierced by the jagged bone spurs at the scene had become indescribable, and if the truth was told, the target would have gone crazy at the first time, and on the other hand, it was also a white lie - this was the relief of the person who led the plan to his own heart.

In addition to this costly and untouchable CG, another special actor is also in full swing in the "production", according to Mrs. Shimizu in the photo, the top plastic surgery expert has carried out a thorough plastic surgery on an elderly female actor of similar body size, from the face to the palm, as well as the throat and skin.

Even though the surgery has been extremely fast, the special actors are still in the stage of recovery and vocal training, and they are not yet useful.

After a few beeps, tears had already appeared in the corners of Misa's eyes, but suddenly, her eyes suddenly contracted, and there was a voice in her heart - the voice of the Bone Girl!

Tokyo, Adachi-ku.

Sora Mizuno's hand making three-color dumplings slammed suddenly, and another bond relationship was established! And as soon as it comes up, it is the bond level of LV2.

In addition to LV1's shared vision and telepathy, LV2 has one more arrival!

[Advent: A short time to descend on the target, the length of the advent time is inversely proportional to the advent intensity, and the advent intensity is directly proportional to the target's physical fitness. 】

Probably understanding the meaning of the new skill, Mizuno Sora sensed that it was Misa who had established a bond with him.

The understanding of the skill can be said before and after, and he is more curious about Meisha now.

"Mesa." Sora Mizuno initiates a telepathic call.

In the laboratory, Meisha's emotions were significantly agitated, which was reflected in the sudden acceleration of blood flow on the screen: "Bone girl-sama." ”

"Don't get excited, tell me about your current situation." Mizuno silently pinched the balls while activating the shared vision.

The environment of the laboratory was reflected in Sora Mizuno's mind.

The environment in which Mesha was located was strange, as if she was in a hospital room.

The big man behind all the supernatural attacks in the island country narrowed his eyes, and the hand holding the pill was slightly forced, and an invisible anger rose from his eyes.

Mei Sa was caught and looked like she was being confined to the ward.

"Hello, let's have twenty three-color dumplings." Shirata Yuki stretched out five fingers, "If there aren't so many, then I'll want them all." ”

"It's coming!" Mizuno suddenly straightened his waist, still holding a three-color dumpling in his hand.

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Thanks to the big guy in the group [I ate five mouthfuls of soil] for the same picture of the sea yarn.,Click on the character area of the book page to see it.,If you want to draw someone's character picture.,You can give your opinions.。