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"Mr. Owl, do you have to wait for you every time?" Rick, the big boy, grinned every time, but he didn't look serious at all.

I snorted coldly and stared at his hippie smiling face, "You ran so fast last time. ”

He pouted: "If I didn't run last time, I guess Miss Wuyin would have killed me by 'mistake'." ”

"Well, I also think it's better to kill you by 'missing'." Chen Changguan rubbed his chin and said to Rick seriously.

"You're too ruthless, aren't you? Believe it or not, I turned around. "There was a 'dangerous' glint in his eyes.

"Then it's time to kill you here." (Chen Changguan and I speak in unison)

This kid is really a talent, and at first he used his sharp side to get my attention, and his clever mind managed to trick him into contact with the upper echelons, knowing that he was dangerous, and he used this joking tone to dispel our vigilance and at the same time build a good relationship with us and participate in our battles.

"I'm almost out of jokes, it's time to get down to business, right?" Sam lifted his glasses and said solemnly.

"Everyone's joined the 'Dark Side' mission, right?"

When talking about business, Chen Changguan seems to have changed as a different person, and anyone can hear the danger in the femininity. I believe that most of the people who are stared at by him have a feeling of being stared at by poisonous snakes.

They held up their mobile phones, which clearly marked that the mission was in progress.

He nodded and looked at Rick coldly, and spread out a hand in front of Rick: "Hand over all the chips, we're all in the same boat." ”

Rick smiled, he didn't care about Chen Changguan's distrust of him, and took out his notebook from his arms and spread it on the table. The first page he opened was densely packed with words, and the handwriting was very sloppy, and it was obvious that he was anxious when he wrote it down.

"I was one of the first people to enter Dream City after peace, and when I entered here again, a guy with white hair who didn't feel awake and had a sloppy and mysterious smile told us not to reveal any real information about the outside."

"White hair?" I was dazed for a moment, and my head seemed to have a vague impression of a white-headed man. That's right! It wasn't a white-haired man who snatched my cross nails! But I always felt like I knew him..........

Shaking his confused head, he continued to listen to Rick.

"The only thing I can tell you is ........."

"Don't talk about it!" I immediately stopped him. Suddenly, there seemed to be countless pairs of eyes behind us.

That's right! Definitely yes! Surveillance in Dream City!

"It's good to tell you a little bit, aren't you going out?" Rick looked puzzled.

My gaze swept over the room: "We're under the watchful eye of Dream City, and we can't talk about anything that goes beyond its boundaries. ”

Everyone was shutting their mouths about it. Everyone except Chu Shi was silent thoughtfully about this matter.

Rick's face finally became solemn, and then he carefully picked out the key points when it came to this information.

"The people who followed us thought it was a beautiful place at first, but many people still don't realize the darkness behind it. As long as their cognitive outlook is still in a normal society, we have a lot of opportunities to take advantage of. ”

"First! They think you're the equivalent of the president of every country here. As long as you are firm in their ideas, many people with patriotic ideas will definitely help you. The premise is that you need someone else to attack you. ”

"Second! The activities we want to carry out can be carried out by them, anyway, the guns and other movements just need to be disassembled into parts and let them be used as toys, and finally transported to the place where we are messing up. ”

"Third! There may be special protection laws for the mentally ill in the law, both in the East and in the West. I've learned the law here. Mr. Gallalo's typical 'I want world peace' person, he said that he would imprison the mentally ill, and as long as the psychosis could settle down, he would still put it back. As for the question of whether to kill or not, there are no clear regulations so far. He is simply a law made to bind you. ”

That's right! Rick analyzed it thoroughly, and we already knew the weak side of the weak, so he didn't say more. None of us could have thought of using mental illness to create a commotion, and Gallalo is an old man with a child's heart, no matter how meticulous he is, he is still a 'child' after all.

"It's amazing! I didn't expect the last one! How did you come up with the idea? Chen Changguan's eyes widened, and his black hat was full of appreciation.

Rick glanced at me and Sam respectively, and he flipped through his diary and pointed to it, "Mr. Owl's assignment is a painter's assignment. The painter and the woman wrote on the file that there was a special label of 'mental illness', and the law was enforced with only one none! ”

"Then how can you be sure it's not because they're all dead?" Sam is clever in finding loopholes. In any case, the laws of Dream City are still imperfect, and there are quite a few differences from the outside.

Sam was startled by his indifferent face, and said to him coldly, "Because I work in the police station, it's my colleague who gets rolled into minced meat by the washing machine." When I accepted their case, I found that we could only arrest and detain them for a maximum of a month. You have to know that there is no shelter in Dream City yet. The powerful in the hospital refused to accept these psychoses. ”

"Washing machine? Minced meat? Sam was in a daze and asked what I wanted to ask too.

The palm of his hand slowly caressed his face, gradually blocking his eyes and supporting his forehead. "Actually, there is a room in the toilet, but the painter's technique is too superb, and I also groped a little bit carefully before I found that what we saw was only the scene in the painting. There's a washing machine in there that's almost broken. It was covered with human fat and the remains of flesh and bones. They put a steel fan blade in it that could rotate with it, so .........," he said in a deep voice full of hatred.

That's why there's more blood to cover up the fluid.........

Sam patted him on the back sadly, and I picked up the rest of the words. "Thanks Rick for the information." I took a sip of wine and moistened my throat: "This is what made me understand that all mission operations can avoid Central City's surveillance. As long as what we do is judged to be part of the mission. ”

"I also have a mission for Dream City, but it was sent to me personally, and since it's a boat, I don't have to keep anything anymore."

I pulled out the terminal, and my mission was realised on the holographic screen. "That's what made Phyllis a star. We can take advantage of this ......."

To be continued.......... (To be continued.) )